Sick beauty why is he like this [rebirth]

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Two figures flitted across the sky above Liuyun Peak one after the other.

Xiao Chongyan walked with the sword at an extremely fast speed, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Gu Jing walked against the wind, but she was much slower, and sometimes she even stopped to look around, with a faint smile gradually appearing on her face.

As time went by, his whole state became more and more peaceful, but the regret in his eyes became heavier and heavier.

It's like traveling for a long time, wandering thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and when you finally want to go home, you find that everything has changed, and you can't go back to the past.

Feelings of doubt and relief reappeared alternately in Gu Jing's heart.

The memory buried in the deepest part of Heart Lake is quietly recovering.

The timelines of the past and the present overlap and intertwine, filling in the gaps in memory little by little.

Finally, when he landed on the ground and set foot on the frozen land, all the regrets in his eyes had faded away.

Gu Jing looked at Xiao Chongyan not far in front of him.

A tyrannical sword intent was emanating from the young man in white clothes. The young man who was already a great cultivator of the Ninth Turn Realm had no sword in his hand, but he looked like a flying sword that couldn't be sharper.

Where the tip of the sword points is the firmest and most indomitable will.

From beginning to end, nothing has changed.

Gu Jing suppressed all spiritual pressure and consciousness, quietly looked at the white-clothed boy, only complete relief and joy remained in her eyes.

The question that had been lingering in my heart inexplicably since stepping on Liuyun Peak finally dissipated completely.

—Are you sorry?

——No regrets.

Gu Jing was looking at Xiao Chongyan, but Xiao Chongyan was looking at the sword in front of him.

No sword.

He sensed his brother's spirit on the top of the mountain, chased all the way to this place, and then cut off the induction.

At this moment, no matter how he opened his divine sense, he couldn't feel the aura of any senior brother.

It seemed that the divine soul suddenly appeared just to lure him here.

Just like every step in this life.

The first line in the border villa is no sword Jianming.

Kaifu examines the ticket for falling into the river on the top of Xiaoran Mountain.

A small world of chess games in Luohe Town.

The sword intent halfway up Liuyun Peak.

The hints given by Moxiang, those scripts are so bad that they are hard to read.

And Miss Huang hesitated to speak.

The opening of the Canglan Test.

And most importantly, that soul-gathering lamp.

Those overt or dark clues, the tacit understanding between the two of them, everything finally points here.

Flowing Cloud Peak.

No sword.

"Buzz!"

The sound of the sword chanting came non-stop, as if it was coquettish and urging. The number one sword in the world, which was once domineering and looked down upon, is now like a child, crying and wanting to Get the owner's attention.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"

He even learned Gu Jing's piano sound.

"Okay, let's take you home."

Xiao Chongyan chuckled, already made up his mind.

To find a senior brother, you need to take the sword first.

He wants to be on the top of the floating cloud, but he can't ask the sword.

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Xiao Chongyan looked at his natal sword.

Unlike the Nine Heavens Sword, which was forged for him by his senior brother, the Impossible Sword was forged by Xiao Chongyan himself, so it is even more special to him.

The flying sword forged by the sword repairer himself, and born of the sword spirit, naturally contains the heart of the forger, so there is no need for grinding, since the sword is connected.

This is also why in the last life, Xiao Chongyan always used the Impossible Sword.

It's also strange that the Jiuxiao Sword is compatible with his Dao, but for some reason, when the Jiuxiao Sword was in his hands, it was not as compatible as it is now.

"Buzz."

No way, the sword urged weakly, and the tail of the sword "slapped" on the solid ice of the cold pool, making a crisp cracking sound.

— Hurry up!

— Another master is still waiting!

In Heart Lake, the little golden man clenched his fists and waved them, extremely excited.

On the other side, the silver villain also nodded solemnly.

——From today, we can finally play together.

No and Xiaojiu.

Brother and brother.

Intangible spiritual bodies are always much simpler and purer than tangible human beings.

Nature also sees more clearly.

"Crack."

The cold pool in the depths of Liuyun Peak was completely frozen.

No way, the sword was locked tightly by several pieces of black iron, and was firmly trapped in the middle of the cold pool. The body of the sword was covered by frost, and it was almost impossible to see the original appearance clearly.

But now, there are spider web-like cracks spreading from under the sword to the surroundings, gradually covering the entire cold pool.

"Beep."

The sound of shattering ice kept coming.

Xiao Chongyan smiled slightly.

If he still hasn't woken up, in another hundred years, the sword will also get out of trouble by itself.

Being suppressed here for nearly a thousand years, enduring the pain of endless bitter cold, but the Unable Sword has never been worn away by the slightest bit of arrogance.

He is very happy.

Once his spirit and soul were scattered without a trace, and when he was still asleep, the No-Way Sword could still do so.

Now that he has regained consciousness and is standing here in person——

It is no longer a trivial matter for Ling Bujian to get out of trouble.

Xiao Chongyan smiled and touched the head of the little golden man in the heart lake, then turned his head to look at the cold pool, and spoke softly.

He said, "Come back, no."

Welcome home.

"Om-!"

A dazzling golden glow suddenly erupted in the middle of the cold pool, the solid and hard black iron all around suddenly shattered, and the frost all over the ground melted in an instant!

"Om-!"

An extremely happy sword cry rose from the top of Liuyun, resounding through the sky and the earth.

The shallow golden sword intent turned into a huge flying sword phantom, which appeared out of thin air above Liu Yunding, causing a myriad of phenomena.

The entire Canglan Continent saw this phantom of the sword intent, and at this moment they naturally realized it.

After thousands of years, the former number one sword in the world was born again.

The unstoppable sword that had been silent for thousands of years finally fully awakened.

——From the hands of the young sword cultivator who climbed to the top of Liuyun a thousand years later.

That young man is Prince Chong of the Eastern Huang Dynasty, No. 1 of Luohe Academy, first place in the Canglan Examination, and the most dazzling genius in the mainland today.

He is Xiao Chongyan.

So, who is Xiao Chongyan?

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Who is Xiao Chongyan?

This question has appeared in Jiutian Yasheng's heart many times, but at different moments, they got different answers.

However, when Xiao Chongyan climbed to the top of Liuyun and couldn't ask for a sword——

The answer to this question seems to be very clear to many people.

On Zhaoying Peak, a tall red-haired demon stood on the top of the peak with his hands behind his back, and beside him stood a short white-haired boy. Both of them stared at the direction of Liuyun Peak intently. It's as if he can't even blink.

Behind them, the school head Luo Qingqiu helplessly looked at the two peak masters in front of him, waited and waited and saw that they did not respond to him, so he coughed dryly and took the initiative to speak.

"No way, the birth of the sword means that everything will come to light. Regarding those two... are you ready?"

The white-haired boy snorted coldly, and raised his chin arrogantly, as if to say "what nonsense are you talking about".

The voice of the other demon clan was cold, as if it contained endless killing intent: "The will of the lord is the direction we are going forward."

One or two, both looked irrational.

Luo Qingqiu sighed, and left in a hurry.

That's all, two heavy master controllers, what can we communicate with them?

He might as well go back to Jiutian Peak and think about the future situation of Canglan Continent.

Waiting for that person to go down the mountain, the Canglan Continent may soon undergo earth-shaking changes.

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To the east of Luohe Academy, in the distant capital of the Donghuang Dynasty, there is a painting boat sailing slowly on the East Lake, swaying layers of blue waves.

In the painting workshop, two equally beautiful and moving women sat facing each other.

"Sure enough, my little brother has retrieved the No-Way Sword."

Empress Xiao Luo took a sip of tea with a smile, her eyes filled with relief and pride.

"Little Xiao Xiao asked the sword if he can't do it, he should. I want to know when the two of them will understand each other's mind."

Opposite the Empress, Mo Xiang in red lazily rested her chin, playing with the flagon in her hand, her face full of boredom.

"Sister, I have written so many story books, and I am finally ready to use them. I hope that brat in the future will find out my good intentions——"

"Donate more spirit stones to Tianxianglou."

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In Wumingyuan Ghost Prison, a monk dressed in cassock sat cross-legged in the dark ground motionless, but suddenly raised his head when the sword intent appeared in the nine heavens.

The handsome, extremely delicate and beautiful young monk looked up into the sky with the Buddha's light in his eyes.

Under the thick black mist that could hardly see the sky and the earth clearly, he seemed to be able to see the boy holding the sword through the dark sky above his head.

Slashing the sky with a sword is invincible.

An incomparable elegance.

"Your Majesty..." Ruokong murmured softly, with an increasingly determined expression on his face, "I will never make the same mistake again this time."

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Those big shots who have been paying attention to Xiao Chongyan all the time cast their eyes on Liu Yunding, besides that, there are also those big shots who have been silent for only nine days - finally opened their eyes.

In the depths of Shiwan Mountain, in the Xunji Pavilion shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, someone casually lowered his head, glanced down, a faint smile flashed in his eyes, and then closed his eyes again.

On the clouds of the Nandao Lingzu thousands of miles above the clouds, there is a sky city flying slowly.

In the city, some people also opened their eyes and cast their gazes in the direction of Liu Yunding, with expectant smiles in their eyes.

In the deepest part of the Northland, on the [-]th floor of the Demon Prison, amidst the ear-piercing sound of iron chains rubbing against each other, an extremely beautiful and alluring woman raised her head slowly, and a dark light of greed and bloodthirsty suddenly flashed in the deep purple pupils.

"Xiao Chongyan?"

And in the imperial capital of Central Continent not far from Liuyun Peak, in the high city of Sifang, there was an emperor in black sitting on a high platform, smiling lightly and raising his eyebrows.

"Nine turns?"

"—that's not okay."

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"You can't ask the sword in the Ninth Turn Realm, and it really doesn't have much burden on your body."

On Liuyun Peak, Gu Jing came to Xiao Chongyan's side, and looked up at the sky with him.

The young Xinghe Palace Master's tone was very gratifying: "According to your current situation, it is very good that you can use all your strength to unleash two swords in a row."

If Xiao Chongyan used his sword with all his strength and still failed to win the battle after two sword strikes, then the enemy's strength... could almost be said to be invincible.

"Two swords are enough."

Xiao Chongyan was also very satisfied with this.

There were only two people in the Canglan Continent who could receive his sword in the previous life.

Although the strength and realm are not as good as before, but he is worthy of being able to use two swords in one hand.

Xiao Chongyan looked at the slowly flowing water under his feet, and his eyes fell on the melting ice and snow, but there was a faint doubt in his eyes.

The Qiongdao forest of steles was opened, but once the sword was born, why did the Spring Formation at Liuyun Peak still disappear?

He subconsciously closed his eyes and thought, calculating for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out.

"No way, the sword has been recovered, and it should be the senior brother next."

It's just senior brother... where will he be?

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"That being the case, let's go find it together."

Gu Jing spoke slowly, hugged Xiao Chongyan's waist naturally, took him into his arms and stood up with the sword, and continued to go deep into Liuyun Peak.

They finally landed outside a remote and inconspicuous cave.

This cave is extremely secretive, Xiao Chongyan realized that he had never been to this place before.

How did Gu Jing find this place?

"It's just a feeling."

Gu Jing spoke softly, but the expression on his face was somewhat unnatural.

"Let's go."

The two entered the cave one after the other.

It's cold inside the cave.

This was Xiao Chongyan's first feeling.

His second feeling is familiarity.

From the firefly beads inlaid on the wall, to the white jade chess pieces on the table, to the glass cups for drinking tea, and to the piano scores scattered on the ground...

Everything is the appearance of the senior brother in memory.

He won't admit it.

This is the cave where Jing Heng retreated.

So far, Xiao Chongyan is completely certain.

It's just that the furnishings in the house are all the same, but he doesn't feel any aura belonging to his senior here.

There was a cold and dead silence in the entire cave, as if it had been abandoned for a long time and had been closed long ago.

Xiao Chongyan walked through the outer room, stopped outside the door of the innermost room, and suddenly hesitated.

He didn't know what he was going to see.

He was a little timid.

"Crack."

There was a clear sound of pushing the door, and amidst Xiao Chongyan's hesitation, it was Gu Jing who stepped forward and pushed the door open without hesitation.

There was silence inside the door.

There was also silence outside the door.

"Brother?"

After a long time, Xiao Chongyan's low voice came from the silence of the room.

There was an expected loneliness in that voice.

"You really... are dead."

Inside the house, the white-haired immortal was lying on his back with his eyes closed, with a calm smile on his face, a sense of security.

But his chest didn't rise and fall, all the breath in his body dissipated, and there was no vitality at all.

This naturally means only one thing.

Immortal King Heng has fallen.

The rumored Immortal Jingheng who banned Liuyun Peak 800 years ago and has been unable to retreat since then is already dead!

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