Sick beauty why is he like this [rebirth]

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"Boom - boom -"

Between the heart lake and the heaven and the earth, there are ten thousand zhang peaks rising from the ground, forming endless mountains, integrating the originally lonely peak into it.

The outline of the Sword Bone Mountain Range was beginning to appear, and thousands of sword qi continuously poured out from Xiao Chongyan's feet, submerging into the Sword Bone Mountain Range, polishing every edge and corner clearly.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, two sword lights flashed across the sky, the Unable to Do Sword and the Jiuxiao Sword descended from the distance of Nine Heavens, and fell to a certain peak in a short time. .

In the big formation, a clear heart lake is slowly forming.

The ice and snow began to melt.

The spirit of spring melts into drizzle and wind, floating in all directions, ushering in a piece of vitality.

In the broken heart lake world, everything is being reorganized.

A new world is about to be born.

Xiao Chongyan's footsteps still did not stop.

The questioning of the heart is so far, but it has just begun, and the real questioning of the state of mind is still in front of me.

All the changes stemmed from that trip to the south of the Spirit Race.

Xiao Chongyan walked forward with light steps, and his momentum was rising steadily.

After an unknown amount of time, he came to an academy.

He raised his head and saw four big gilt characters on the mountain gate.

Castle Peak Academy.

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"This sword was forged by me, named Jiuxiao, taken from Xiaoyao Jiutian, and now I give it to you."

"This sword was made by me, so it's not good."

"Why can't it be called?"

"Regardless of people, things, things, if I think it is not possible, then I will use my sword."

At another time when Qionghua was in full bloom, the two senior brothers on Liuyun Peak finally forged two flying swords.

Since the two swords were forged, sword spirits have awakened along with them, ignorant and very close to the two.

Jiuxiao sword is clear and dignified, upright and rigorous, very similar to Jing Heng, but I don't know if it's because it wasn't cast by Xiao Yi himself, so Xiao Yi always feels a little stagnant when using it.

No way, Jian is high-spirited, proud and reckless, just what Xiao Yi should look like at his age, and it is also the most suitable for him.

In the second year after the two natal swords were cast, Xiao Yi went down the mountain.

This is one of the few trips he has made down the mountain in the past 60 years, and it is the first time he has been alone with his sword.

Taking the token given by his senior brother, he first went to the Qingshan Academy in Dali City where the Zhongzhou Dynasty accompanied him to study.

Here, he was invited to give lectures for three days.

It's like the time when the senior brother gave a lecture in the Hongyun Hall of Donghuang Palace.

Xiao Yi found it very interesting because of such a coincidence, so he was very serious and even looked forward to it.

It's just that this time there wasn't an unfavored prince hiding outside the academy to secretly listen to the lectures, so naturally there wasn't a fairy walking on the snow and stretching out that hand.

But doing what his senior brother used to do, he already felt very happy.

At that time, Xiao Yi didn't know that he would also meet his future students here.

But in the end, that student will not become a companion on the road like him and his senior brother.

And became the most menacing sword that came from behind them.

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"My dear fairy, everything you want is ready."

The shopkeeper's respectful yet enthusiastic voice came from outside the door, Xiao Yi opened his eyes from meditation, and just wanted to get up, but suddenly his whole body trembled.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

It was as if something was roaring from the depths of the blood, rolling in the body endlessly.Violent and turbulent emotions filled his eyes in an instant, and a bloody imprint suddenly appeared in the pair of deep black pupils, but disappeared the next moment.

Xiao Yi frowned suspiciously, and then his expression turned slightly, realizing that there seemed to be something wrong.

Just for a moment, an uncontrollable killing intent and destructive desire suddenly arose in his heart.

This emotion appeared frequently before he was 12 years old.

——His demon blood began to recover again.

"Xianchang?"

The shopkeeper outside the door waited for a long time for no response. He was a little puzzled, and raised his voice slightly and said another sentence.

"Your things are left at the door of the room for you."

Xiao Yi didn't speak.

He has been following the method his senior brother taught him to exercise his mind and calm his mind. After half a quarter of an hour, he was sure that he would not experience any abnormalities again, so he got up and walked out of the room.

There are six or seven packages neatly stacked at the door of the room, all of which are local specialties that Xiao Yi bought for his brother.

Today is the second day of the lecture, and after the lecture, he came to Dali City Market, wanting to buy some gifts for his senior brother, and bring them back to Liuyun Peak together after the tour is over.

Xiao Yi has a square-inch object, which contains all the gifts he has brought to his senior brothers since his travels.

Thinking of his senior brother, he couldn't help smiling, and put those packages carefully into the square inch.

In this way, it is also considered that the senior brother has also been here.

The setting sun was setting and the sky was getting late. Xiao Yi walked in the alley behind the street, heading towards Qingshan Academy.

Two teenagers of similar height approached.

The shorter boy was dressed in brocade clothes, with a haughty look on his face, he looked like a noble young master from a family of cultivation.

The other boy was slightly taller, but he was always one step behind, with a blank expression on his face, as if he was a guard.

The two passed by each other, and the young man in brocade clothes walked past Xiao Yi without looking sideways, as if he didn't pay attention to this simply dressed practitioner at all.

But the guard following the young man glanced at Xiao Yi with a look of vigilance in his eyes.

Xiao Yi nodded slightly with a very calm expression, he didn't pay attention to the master and servant's plan at all, and he didn't want the other party to disturb him if he didn't have eyes.

He knew that his current state was still very wrong.

However, the will of God in this world will never be satisfactory.

Just as Xiao Yi was about to walk out of the alley, suddenly the sound of sharp arrows piercing the air came from far and near, and it came in an instant——

The next moment, the sound of the arrow blade piercing the body suddenly sounded!

"call out!"

Another sound of piercing the air sounded, Xiao Yi turned around abruptly, but the heart of the sword moved at will, unsheathed by itself, and crossed the entire alley in a blink of an eye—shooting down the arrow at the very moment!

"Om-!"

The bright sword light pierced the sky, and a menacing sword gesture appeared out of thin air in the night.

If you don't retreat, you will be my enemy.

There was silence inside and outside the alley.

After a few breaths, there was no more movement in the alley.

The enemy hidden in the dark has retreated quietly, without a trace.

Xiao Yi naturally had no intention of continuing to chase, he just turned around, wanting to see how the two teenagers were injured.

"--boom!"

At this moment, the guard who had been protecting the young man in the Chinese costume fell down suddenly, and large pools of dark blood overflowed from the young man's body, which was shocking.

The boy's breath became weaker and weaker.

Xiao Yi frowned slightly, squatted down to check, and found that the arrow just now directly shattered the boy's heart lake and spirit veins.

——This boy can no longer hold a sword.

He sighed in his heart, and sent his sword intent to the young man to protect his heart and soul.

This young man's talent and realm are excellent, and he should be a rare embryo of Taoism.

What a pity.

He looked at the well-dressed young man who was firmly protected at the rear, but he saw that the other party stood aside indifferently from the beginning to the end, seemingly indifferent to the life and death of his guards.

"Since he has been decommissioned, Your Excellency doesn't need to spend any more spiritual power." Seeing Xiao Yi's view, the young man in Huafu snorted and said lazily, "It's not worth spending spiritual power for such a servant."

Xiao Yi turned his head coldly and did not speak.

He looked a little forbearing.

After he handed out a sword just now, his already unstable blood boiled again.

The familiar feeling of blood spurting appeared again.

Faced with Xiao Yi's obviously displeased expression, the young man didn't take it seriously at all. He smiled slightly and cupped his hands and said, "I'm Gu Yu, thank you fellow Taoist for saving me. May I ask where your master's legacy is?"

The person who really risked his life to save himself fell at his feet, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, but the young man in Chinese clothes didn't seem to see him at all, his gaze was always on Xiao Yi's face.

"You can't repay the kindness of saving your life. I would like to make friends with fellow daoist. If you need help in any place in Central Continent in the future, you will be willing to help fellow daoist."

Xiao Yi frowned slightly, looked at the unconscious young man on the ground, and asked, "What about him?"

The young man in Chinese clothes smiled softly, with a chilling coldness in his eyes.

"It's only natural for a servant to die for his master, him?"

"In this world, the strong dominate the weak, and the weak are born to be enslaved...their death is only for us who are stronger to live better."

The young man's eyes were indifferent, and he fell on the guard at his feet like alms, and quickly moved away casually: "For the sake of fellow Taoist, I don't need to ask the crime, and let him live and die here."

"--how?"

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how is it?

The boy who fell in the pool of blood, and the boy who stepped on the blood, but his expression did not change at all.

One is humble enough to be in the mud and is bullied by others; the other is high and has everything, and can easily decide the life and death of others.

How shocking is this scene.

And how familiar.

"A waste like you was born to be trampled under our feet."

"I'm talking to Luo'er, I don't want to see you—kneel outside and wait."

"Xiao Yi, why don't you die?"

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Chaotic voices came from all directions, surrounded Xiao Yi, and made him feel a little dazed.

Those memories that should have been forgotten long ago have never been forgotten.

Once upon a time, he was also the weak man who could not resist.

"Boom! Boom! Boom—"

The sound of the violent beating of the heart was rumbling between the eardrums, shaking his headache so much that it seemed to burst.

The blood seemed to be scorched, hot like magma, flowing backwards from the limbs all the way, and something was mixed in it, screaming to break through the shackles, rolling endlessly in his mind.

Xiao Yi's face was pale, but the blood in his eyes was getting thicker and thicker.

The mind works on its own, but it can no longer resist that inexplicable power.

It comes from the crazy bloodthirsty that a real devil's fetus should have, but was suppressed by Xiao Yi for 60 years, if he is released one day——

"Chong!"

"——what are you going to do!"

The point of the sword that shone coldly fell on the neck of the young man in Chinese clothes, and the murderous intent pierced through his bones. Almost immediately, the young man's face turned pale, his face lost all arrogance, and his eyes showed a look of extreme fear.

"You...if you dare to touch me, father...my family will not let you go!"

The shrill voice was trembling uncontrollably, clearly threatening cruel words, but in Xiao Yi's view, it looked like the wailing of a weak person who was about to die.

He lowered his head, looking at the shadow of the bad sword on the ground with an unclear expression.

The prey under the blade is so weak, as long as he gently sends the sword forward, he can easily harvest another life.How wonderful it would be to see the blood splattered on the white clothes and set off the desperate eyes of the prey...

"—!"

Xiao Yi suddenly came back to his senses, and his eyes instantly returned to clarity, as if the madness and bloodlust revealed in that instant were just an illusion.

He knew that he was once again affected by the battle of blood.

It seemed that ever since he left Luohe, the demon blood in his body started to look up again.

Perhaps it was because of this that the senior brother had figured it out and asked him to go south to the Spirit Race to seek help from the priesthood.

He really has to speed up.

"Woo...I don't want to die, please don't kill me..."

Xiao Yi made the decision to go south as soon as possible, but suddenly heard a faint sobbing sound coming from him.

Only then did he remember that his sword was still resting on the side of a young man's neck.

The boy in the fancy dress——

At such a young age, his indifference is shocking.

Even if Xiao Yi did not fall into the influence of the blood conflict, he would definitely teach that young man a lesson he will never forget.

He didn't take back the sword, but just chuckled, and in the same tone as the young man just now, he said casually and condescendingly: "Now I am the strong and you are the weak, it is only natural for me to kill you, isn't it?"

Under the terrified gaze of the young man under the sword, the bad sword uttered a sword cry full of killing intent, but it did not fall, but the light of the sword was reversed and returned to the sheath.

"But our generation of practitioners should never distinguish between strong and weak."

Xiao Yi didn't want to stay any longer, so he stretched out his hand to grab the young man who fell on the ground, and Yu Jian left, leaving only a warning in a very light tone.

He hoped the boy would understand.

"Anyone whose heart is toward the Dao is the same."

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Everything in the world is always wrong.

Xiao Yi didn't know that his appearance had quietly changed under the blood competition.

Between his original deep black pupils, blood-colored magic patterns flowed endlessly, extremely strange, and all of them fell in the eyes of the young man.

"A demon clan hiding in Luohe Sword Sect?"

The young man who called himself Gu Yu, but was actually the Prince Jing Yu of Zhongzhou laughed softly, his eyes were full of malice and hatred.

"It's time to go back to the inhuman world on the other side of Shiwan Mountain, dirty alien race."

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