Sick beauty why is he like this [rebirth]

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"What happened in Sky City, do you still remember?"

"You killed dozens of high-level ghosts by yourself."

"It was almost a one-sided massacre."

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"Xiao Yi, what happened at that time?"

In the middle of the night, Xiao Yi woke up again with a splitting headache.

In his sleep, he repeated the questions that hadn't changed these days over and over again, making his mind a mess.

Xiao Yi panted lowly with a pale face, with a dazed look in his eyes.

……what happened?

Half a month ago, he came to the territory of the South Island Spirit Tribe to seek help from his brother and friend, the High Priest of the Spirit Tribe Priest House.

Unexpectedly, since the high priest entered Sky City, one of the four unknown places, he has lost his voice for several months.

He accepted the invitation of Ran Jingqiu, a student of the high priest, and entered Sky City with him, hoping to find the trace of the high priest.

then……

They found that the Tianzhu barrier of Sky City was crumbling, and a large number of ghosts poured into Sky City. In order to prevent the ghosts from entering the Canglan Continent, the high priest turned himself into a barrier formation and could no longer leave Sky City.

After the two entered Sky City, they lost contact with the outside world, and were submerged in ghosts in an instant.

Ran Jingqiu is in a similar state to him, both of them are in the state of keeping quiet, and they are only one step away from becoming a great practitioner.

But what besieged them were countless ghosts, and among them, there were even quite a few high-level ghosts.

Both of them were driven to the end of the rope.

Later, Ran Jingqiu took the lead in exhausting his spiritual power, and was seriously injured and fell into the Sky City, his life and death unknown.

Then Xiao Yi was left alone.

What happened then?

He only remembered the dark sky that covered the sky and the sun, the howling ghosts, and the endless black torrent.

Dozens of high-level ghosts watched him condescendingly, with cold evaluations in their blood-colored pupils, as if they were looking at a prey who was overwhelmed and trying to escape.

later……

My eyes were so painful that they were about to burst open, and my eyes were all scarlet like blood.

he……

"Well!"

Xiao Yi's face was almost transparent because of the sudden pain.

As long as he recalled it, he would feel a burst of unspeakable pain and panic.

It was like...something really, really scary happened.

His instinct was preventing himself from remembering.

"The battle between your bloodlines broke out completely, and the demonic bloodlines gained the upper hand, killing all the ghosts present."

At this time, an extremely ethereal voice sounded, the tone was clear and calm, but the meaning in the words made Xiao Yi suddenly vigilant.

"--Who are you?"

The person who made the sound was hidden in the dark, but he hadn't noticed it before.

What's more, the other party also knows that his demon blood and blood are fighting for the front.

--Who is this guy?

Xiao Yi lowered his head slightly and couldn't see his expression clearly, an extremely cold expression gradually appeared in his eyes.

Now in the Canglan Continent, the human race and the demon race are separated by one hundred thousand mountains, and they have been hostile for thousands of years.

The grievances between the two parties have reached this point, and there is almost no possibility of adjustment.

If someone discovers the demonic blood in his body——

"You don't have to be so nervous."

The voice sounded again, and then a silver-white smoke suddenly appeared and dissipated in front of Xiao Yi, and a man with silver hair and silver eyes walked out of it.

The other party was wearing a pure white Taoist uniform, with no extra complicated patterns, only a light gray lotus pattern on the back.

A look of surprise flashed across Xiao Yi's eyes.

He has recognized the person.

Pure white Taoist clothing, light gray lotus, that is the symbol of Xunji Pavilion.

And there is only one person in Xunji Pavilion who has this extremely rare silver hair and silver eyes.

The owner of the Xunji Pavilion, one of the Nine Heavens Sub-sages, is now the oldest practitioner in the Canglan cultivation world.

Zong Yin.

And this Pavilion Master Zongyin of the Xunji Pavilion is a fellow friend of Jing Heng, the peak master of the Luohe Sword Sect Liuyun.

"Xiao Yi, I'm Zong Yin, your brother's friend." The man with silver hair and silver eyes smiled slightly and said, "Your brother has important things to do and can't come, so please ask me to come here one trip."

Xiao Yi's expression gradually relaxed.

He knew the relationship between Zong Yin and his senior brother, and also knew that the other party was very aware of his blood problems.

Because the first blood conflict he experienced after being brought into Liuyun Peak by his senior brother was resolved by the Zongyin Pavilion Master.

"Lord Zongge."

Xiao Yi bowed his head slightly, bowed to Zong Yin, and no longer showed a guarded posture.

While Zong Yin was speaking, a sword light jumped out from Zong Yin's sleeve, landed on his fingertips, and turned into a familiar sword intent.

That was the brother's sword intent.

"The demonic blood in your body is different from usual, more violent and difficult to control. Instead of suppressing it, it is better to channel it and use it for your own use."

After Xiao Yi showed a gesture of trust, Zong Yin continued to speak.

"The intent of this sword is the Luohe mentality modified by your senior brother and me. It should be beneficial to your blood. You can practice according to what it says."

"Thank you, Pavilion Master Zong." Naturally, Xiao Yi had seen the set of Luohe mentality, so he nodded softly.

"Jingheng is going to the ghost prison, and he will stay for many years. You need to return to Liuyun Peak to retreat as soon as possible." Zong Yin explained everything according to his friend who was worried about his junior brother, and then turned and left. No one knows the truth about the city, and I will guarantee it for you, but you must be careful in the future."

"The Xunji Pavilion is always neutral and impartial, but this is absolutely not the case with the Canglan Human Race sect and the secular dynasty. If your demon blood is exposed, you will have no place to stand in the Human Race."

Before leaving, the owner of the Xunji Pavilion thought about it, and left a last warning.

"You need to know that once that time really comes...neither I nor Jing Heng will be able to protect you, nor will I protect you."

With their status and personal standpoint, they can only always be ranked behind the standpoint of the entire cultivation world.

Humans and devils are incompatible, without exception.

Xiao Yi sat on the bed and bowed to salute, watched Zong Yin leave, and replied softly: "I understand."

He knew what his senior brother and Zong Yin meant, and he didn't expect that he could keep this matter forever a secret.

Once in Sky City, there will be a second time. Sooner or later, his demon blood will be discovered, but the longer he hides it from the world, the higher his realm and strength will be, and the future situation will be more calm.

With this modified Luohe Mind Method, Xiao Yi is confident that he will break through to the Ninth Transformation Realm within a hundred years.

At that time, he was a great cultivator who could come and go freely in the nine heavens. Even if he had the blood of the demon clan, he had just left Luohe Sword Sect and became a casual cultivator.

Zong Yin and his senior brothers would not protect him, but Xiao Yi at that time no longer needed anyone to protect him.

He just needs another hundred years.

At that time, Xiao Yi didn't know that the road was difficult, so in this world——

Never got what he wanted.

Half a month later, Xiao Yi returned to Luohe Sword Sect.

The one who greeted him was Luohe Sword Sect Yinfeng Law Enforcement Hall.

The suzerain of Luohe Sword Sect took action personally, and imprisoned him in the twelfth level of Yinfeng, which is specially used to detain sinners.

The crime was violating the sect's rules and having an affair with the demons.

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"Well……"

In the empty and quiet twelfth floor of the hidden peak, an extremely suppressed groan suddenly sounded.

The sound of the chain trembling was "squeaky". Under Yinfeng's most severe suppression, Xiao Yi's limbs and body were firmly bound, unable to move, he could only hang his head weakly and gasp for breath.

His face was pale, but there were blood-colored magic lines flowing between his pupils, sometimes dim and sometimes bright like blood, as if there was something fiercely fighting against it, fighting for the control of this body.

This is blood competition.

The two bloodlines devour each other and merge with each other, and if you are not careful, you will be lost forever.

Death is the best ending.

In the twelve layers, with Xiao Yi as the center, terrifying demonic energy rose to the sky, but was firmly sealed by the surrounding formations, firmly suppressed in this small world.

His situation is extremely special, the power of the two bloodlines in his body seems to have reached a certain balance, and they have been fused with each other extremely slowly during this period of time.

He is both a demon and a human.

This is also the reason why he has always been imprisoned in the twelfth layer.

——Luohe Jianzong couldn't find a reason to save him.

"It turns out that things backfired...cough cough..."

Xiao Yi smiled lightly and opened his mouth, but was interrupted by a low cough before he finished speaking, and scarlet blood continued to overflow from the corner of his mouth.

But his hands were tightly bound by chains, hanging high on his sides, and he could only let the blood run down his cheeks and fall into his neckline.

The front of his robe was already stained red with blood.

Xiao Yi stopped talking, stared blankly at the muddy land under his feet that was dyed red by the setting sun, and silently counted the time in his heart.

Ten days have passed since he was imprisoned in the twelfth level.

Having an affair with the demons, he was locked up in the twelfth level of the hidden peak, facing the wall and thinking about his mistakes.

The crime and punishment that Luohe Jianzong announced to the outside world did not satisfy the comprehension world.

Because the crime set against him by the comprehension world is a demon spy who hides in the Luohe Sword Sect with ulterior motives and intends to overthrow the Canglan cultivation world.

Xiao Yi knew that he must have been seen when he was in Dali City when the blood was fighting for the front.

And at this moment, he does have the same magic patterns as the demons.

There is no debate.

And he also knew that Luohe Jianzong's evasive treatment and vague explanation had undoubtedly aroused the anger of the comprehension world.

There is no doubt that this gesture only represents one meaning.

Luohe Sword Sect could not guarantee Xiao Yi's innocence.

So Xiao Yi is indeed a demon.

He is guilty.

Although he was imprisoned here, he had his own channels to get news from the outside world.

Therefore, Xiao Yi knew exactly what kind of pressure Luohe Sword Sect was under.

The Donghuang Dynasty immediately distanced itself from him and issued a killing order.

The Zhongzhou Dynasty also issued a wanted arrest, and strongly demanded that Luohe Jianzong execute himself in public.

The Nandao Lingzu identified themselves as the murderer who destroyed the sky city, seriously injured and sacrificed less, and issued a wanted list.

Everything is as Zong Yin once said.

He has no place in the human race.

He knew that Zongmen was on his side, and imprisoning him here was more of a protection than punishment.

But Luohe Jianzong couldn't keep him.

He also couldn't feel at ease and let Luohe Jianzong protect himself like this.

Xiao Yi is just rejoicing at this time, fortunately, the senior brother has entered the secret realm, and is not here at this moment.

Before the senior brother leaves the secret realm, he will settle all this.

He has made his decision.

The sword cultivator in white, who was bound under heavy chains and restrictions, suddenly struggled to raise his head, looked at a certain place in the void, and smiled slightly.

He said: "Xiao Yi invites himself to leave the sect."

This matter cannot be delayed any longer.

If it dragged on any longer, Liu Yunding, senior brother, and even Luohe Sword Sect would all be splashed with unclean water.

Only when he is no longer the junior uncle of Liuyun Peak of Luohe Sword Sect, can this situation be broken.

After leaving the sect, life or death——

It's all up to you.

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Three days later.

Among the thousands of miles of flowing clouds, the top of Liuyun is still full of spring.

But now on the huge mountain, there is only a young figure practicing sword.

Start slowly by three minutes, turn around and hand out the tip of the sword. When retracting the sword, the right foot swings slightly, and the wrist sinks, just in time to retract the sword.

It was still the Luohe swordsmanship.

After three times of Luohe swordsmanship, Xiao Yi stopped, then turned around, and went to the Qiong tree.

He dug out a jar of fine wine familiarly, imitated his senior brother and took a big gulp, then put down the jar with a cough and frowned after a while.

He's still not used to drinking.

It's just that this last pot of wine must be drunk.

Xiao Yi has already changed into the Taoist uniform of Luohe Sword Sect, and now he is wearing the black robe he would wear every time he goes down the mountain. The wide sleeves flutter in the wind. He learned it after imitating his senior secretly for a long time. look.

Jiuxiaojian was still warming in the heart lake, but the sword was hanging beside him and trembling, as if unwilling to give up, but also as if excited.

Xiao Yi smiled and said, "Go, there is still time."

So he couldn't do it, so he went hundreds of miles away, first went to the back mountain to tease the monkeys, which caused a lot of screaming, and then went to both sides of Qiongdao to chase and fight around the colorful butterflies, rushing to the monkeys. Bailu shook the hilt of his sword as farewell.

In the end, Bu Bu's sword went around to the bamboo building halfway up the mountain, and stabbed fiercely on the pillar.

Neat marks were printed on the pillar, representing every ten years that Xiao Yi spent in Liuyunding.

Just not for another decade.

"Buzz!"

No way, the sword returned to Qionglin on the top of the mountain, and went back and forth among the Qionghua in the sky several times, startling a burst of crimson clouds and rain.

After the cloud and rain, a small seal appeared in Xiao Yi's hands. He lowered his head and looked at it for a moment, with a warm smile in his eyes.

The last time he traveled far away, his senior brother sent him off from afar, so he used a flying sword to pick up a little of the old spirit of the mountains and turned it into a seal to accompany him.

This time is also a long journey, so naturally there should be such a seal.

It's just that the senior brother is far away in the ghost prison and does not know the date of return, and the senior brother is about to travel far away, but there is no return date.

Xiao Yi turned around and glanced at the Qiongshu tree for the last time, took out the square-inch object full of local specialties from his sleeve, threw it in the Qionglin behind him, and walked away without looking back.

"Xiao Jiu, no, we have to go."

Xiao Yi greeted with a smile, just like every time he traveled far away.

It's just that the last words left by the former Xiao Yi were: "Brother, wait for me to come back!"

But now, the younger brother who was about to leave was only silent for a moment, and then said softly: "Brother, I'm leaving."

There was no response behind.

Xiao Yi smiled, raised his sleeve and flicked towards Liuyun Peak Nine Heavens, the thousand miles of clouds in front of him suddenly disappeared, revealing dozens of brothers from the same sect outside the mountain who were facing the enemy.

The flying sword is at the side, with the point of the sword facing, it is their former junior uncle.

Xiao Yi ignored the flying swords aimed at him, just looked up at a certain peak in the east, and said, "Don't be on Liuyun Peak."

There was a slight flash of sword intent over there, and then the flying swords surrounding the mountain spread out to make way for Xiao Yi.

Everyone looked at the former Luohe proud, but now the sect traitor, with complicated expressions.

Xiao Yi didn't say anything, just took a step forward, stepped into the sea of ​​clouds, and fell straight down.

Behind him, Liuyun Peak's great formation rose again, thousands of miles of flowing clouds gathered, covering the already deserted world on that side.

The old man is far away, but the spring is still there, as if waiting for the wanderer to return one day.

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Xiao Yi walked with his sword all the way, without being blocked by anything.

Until he came to the gate of Luohe Sword Sect.

Under the huge mountain gate, there are 72 Supreme Void Realm Sword Cultivators standing with their swords, waiting here quietly.

It was a sword array.

Luohe Sword Formation.

This is the most famous killing move of Luohe Sword Formation, its killing power is comparable to that of a Sword Cultivator of Holding One Realm.

Xiao Yi asked himself to defect from the sect, so he had to rely on his own strength to pass through the Luohe sword array.

As long as he survives, he can leave on his own, and has nothing to do with Luohe Sword Sect ever since.

And if Xiao Yi died under this sword formation——

Then this is Luohe Sword Sect's explanation to the entire comprehension world.

The young Jianxiu in black and wielding a sword stood still for a moment, then raised his hand suddenly, with a bit of fighting spirit in his eyes.

He raised his head, facing the world, facing the sect where he grew up and lived, and said loudly.

"Xiao Yi, lead the sword."

Under the gate of the Luohe Sword Sect, a large formation suddenly rose up, carrying a powerful sword from the Nine Heavens, and cast a mighty shadow on the ground.

In Nine Heavens, Xiao Yi smiled lightly, held out a sword towards the sky, and went forward without hesitation, with unparalleled determination——

One sword for one sword!

"boom!"

He retreated out of the mountain gate with the impact of the collision of sword intent, dripping blood all over his body, and fell straight down the cliff like a kite with a broken string.

Luohe Sword Sect was getting farther and farther away from him.

Today, all kinds of things in the past have been cut with one sword, and there is nothing to do with it.

From now on, he will go alone.

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The author has something to say:

Change it to update at [-] am from Friday.

It seems that the system will be a little unstable in the early morning update, and I am worried about the calculation of the word count of my list... I hope there is no problem (.

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