The whole division is begging for my forgiveness

"One more thing," Lin Mobai said in a low voice, "Jinghong is ill again, so I didn't tell him about it. You also know that Jinghong has always been impulsive. Reckless. I hope you don't tell Jinghong."

Shen Qingyuan said: "Jinghong is no longer a child, you can hide it from him for a while, but you can't hide it from him forever. Up to now, he still doesn't know the truth of the year, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, it is better to find an appropriate time to tell Forget it. If he wants to be crazy, he will go crazy, and if he wants to make trouble, it doesn't matter if he wants revenge, or whatever, sooner or later, this day will come. I am already ready to die."

Lin Mobai shook his head and said: "No, I'm afraid it will hurt Jinghong. Now, I only have him as a younger brother with a full beard and tail. I can't let him leave again."

"Xiao Jing is also your younger brother." Shen Qingyuan frowned, and asked suspiciously, "You never treat Xiao Jing as a younger brother?"

"He is, but not entirely. He is just Zhaoying's remnant soul, a phantom in the world. Xiaojing is Xiaojing, and Zhaoying is Zhaoying. After seven years, things have changed."

Shen Qingyuan also knew that Xiao Jing and Lin Jing are two completely different people now.

In all honesty, even at the beginning, Shen Qingyuan took care of Xiaojing out of guilt towards Lin Jing.

Later, he gradually forgot about Lin Jing, and he was kind to Xiao Jing only because he was Xiao Jing.

"Xiaojing is also worthy of being treated well by others, even if he is not Lin Jing, he is worth it." Shen Qingyuan paused every word, and said seriously, "Xiaojing is not a wooden person, he can clearly distinguish right from wrong, black from black, he understands Joy, anger, sorrow, joy, he is a real person, he needs to be cared about and liked by others.

Xiao Jingtian is really kind, treats people with enthusiasm, distinguishes between good and evil, and keeps his promises. He is a very good boy.I like Lin Jing, and I also like Xiao Jing now, they are all my juniors and will always be.

I don't want to be nice or bad to Xiaojing because of Lin Jing anymore, Xiaojing is Xiaojing, he deserves it. "

Lin Mobai couldn't deny it, but didn't say much.

Shen Qingyuan didn't want to stay here, nor did he want to help Lin Mobai deal with Lin Jinghong.

So he bowed his hands and said goodbye.

Now that Master has retreated, I'm afraid he still doesn't know what's going on outside.

Xiao Jing had to be taken away before the Dong Chuang incident happened, otherwise, if other Taoist disciples caught Xiao Jing and Luo Suxuan together, it might end badly.

Thinking about it this way, Shen Qingyuan relied on the rosary beads he had given to Xiaojing earlier - there was still a trace of his breath in it.

Originally, he wanted to use his own breath to warm the rosary and indirectly warm Xiaojing.

Who would have thought that this string of rosary beads has now become a clue for Shen Qingyuan to follow Xiaojing's trace.

Originally, he could have told Lin Mobai the truth and borrowed the influence of Lin Jian Villa to find Xiaojing.

But Shen Qingyuan faintly felt that Lin Mobai seemed to be hiding something.

Even from Lin Mobai's words and deeds, he found that he didn't really treat Xiaojing as a younger brother.

Instead of letting Lin Mobai irritate Xiaojing again, it is better for Shen Qingyuan to go out and look for it alone.

If you meet Xiaojing, there are no outsiders between the two seniors, so you can't talk about any difficulties.

At the same time, in a remote canyon, Luo Suxuan suddenly discovered that Xiaojing's wrist was shining.

Rolling up his sleeves, he saw a string of scarlet rosary beads.

Luo Suxuan frowned, and was about to raise his hand to pull down the rosary.

But suddenly he remembered something, and he stopped.

This place has a very vicious name, it is called the Valley of Lifeless.

Luo Suxuan has been hiding here since leaving Xifeng Mountain.

This place is desolate and remote, and most people will not come here.

There are some bones of birds and beasts everywhere, and there are a group of walking dead.

The whole lifeless valley is lifeless, just like the name, there is no birth.

Luo Suxuan carried Xiaojing horizontally into the cave.

The more I looked at the Taoist robe on Xiaojing's body, the more I felt it was an eyesore.

He had hugged Xiaojing more than once before, so he knew Xiaojing's size.

A long time ago, I started making new clothes for Xiaojing.

Luo Suxuan actually doesn't know what color Xiaojing likes.

I made a set of all colors, and I want to wait for Xiaojing to choose by myself.

Right now, Xiaojing is still sleeping.

Luo Suxuan had no choice but to help him choose a set of clothes to change into.

Xiao Jing's facial features are bright and charming, and her skin is as white as snow. She must look very good in red clothes.

But Luo Suxuan wanted to save the red dress for the day when he and Xiaojing got married.

So I picked and picked, and picked out a set of dark red to black clothes.

Luo Suxuan was very excited, and finally got Xiaojing.

Carefully took off the Taoist robe on Xiaojing's body, and threw it into the fire with a wave of his hand.

During the whole process of changing clothes, Xiaojing showed no sign of waking up.

Luo Suxuan didn't forcefully wake him up, and took off the hairpin on Xiaojing's head, and threw it into the brazier again.

He let Xiaojing's hair loose, and took a comb to gently comb through the long black and thick hair.

Then he took out the purple gold crown that had been prepared for Xiao Jing, and tied his long hair.

Such a small scene looks more luxurious and bright than the previous clear clothes.

Luo Suxuan looked at Xiaojing's sleeping face, couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed his forehead, and slowly slid across his nose, lips, chin, and jade neck.

He really wanted to completely possess Xiaojing, completely possess Xiaojing.

But I also know that Xiaojing doesn't like that kind of thing.

In order not to make Xiaojing feel sad, Luo Suxuan finally stopped.

Just raising his hand to caress Xiaojing's cheek, Luo Suxuan said softly: "I won't touch you, I want you to marry me willingly and be with me willingly. I can wait for you, always waiting for you."

Xiaojing fell asleep and couldn't hear what Luo Suxuan was saying.

The rosary on the wrist emits a brighter and brighter light.

Luo Suxuan raised his hand to take down the rosary, and said in a low voice: "Who gave it to you? Yue Wuchen, Shen Qingyuan, or Lin Jinghong?"

"It doesn't matter, no matter who comes today, I will tell him to come and go!"

Luo Suxuan grabbed the rosary, got up and strode out of the cave.

Before leaving, I didn't forget to set up a barrier to prevent the corpse from accidentally hitting and breaking into the cave later, and hurting Xiaojing again.

When Shen Qingyuan followed the guidance of the rosary and found Wusheng Valley, he only felt that the place was full of ghosts, and there was no life at all.

The first reaction was that it was impossible for Xiaojing to stay in such a ghostly place.

But the guidance of the rosary is broken here.

Shen Qingyuan didn't want to give up halfway, and saw that the surroundings were gradually covered by thick fog.

Fearing that the mist was poisonous, he held the sword in one hand and covered his mouth and nose with the other.

Go in slowly.

The closer you get to the depths of the valley, the more deadly the surroundings become.

The fog is also getting thicker.

Even though the six senses of a cultivator are sensitive, Shen Qingyuan is still restricted by the thick fog and cannot see the surrounding environment clearly.

I can only move in step by step by feeling.

Suddenly, Shen Qingyuan heard a sound of crushing dead leaves coming from behind him.

He was startled immediately, clenched his long sword tightly, paused on his feet, and stopped moving forward.

Suddenly, a gust of wind hit, Shen Qingyuan hastily turned around and raised his sword to block it.

With a clang, the sword light overflowed.

A murderous corpse suddenly appeared behind Shen Qingyuan.

This murderous corpse was dressed in rags, it looked like he had just died not long ago, the flesh on his body was still intact, there were no excessive blue-faced fangs, but his eyes were hollow, and the corners of his lips were dripping with blood.

His withered hands exuded a strange bluish-white color.

Shen Qingyuan frowned, and pasted a yellow talisman.

Unexpectedly, this vicious corpse was not afraid of any yellow talismans at all, it even crumpled into a ball and ate it in its mouth.

This is strange, there are vicious corpses who are not afraid of yellow talismans.

If it is a Taoist disciple who is not good at learning, he may draw the wrong spell, or his cultivation level is too low to restrain the murderous corpse.

But Shen Qingyuan is the first big disciple of Taoist sect, how could he not subdue a small murderous corpse?

It can be seen that this murderous corpse must be very strange.

Shen Qingyuan did not cut off the head of the murderous corpse with a sword immediately, but jumped back and took out a bronze mirror from the gourd.

Biting his finger, he quickly drew a few strokes on the bronze mirror, and took a photo at the murderous corpse.

There was still no response.

This is the yin and yang mirror of the universe, and all evil spirits under this mirror, without exception, will be beaten back to their original forms.

Unless... a living person.

The Yin and Yang Mirror of Qian Kun will not cause any harm to ordinary mortals.

Immediately, Shen Qingyuan's expression became more and more ugly, and he thought, is it possible that the murderous corpse in front of him is not dead yet?

In other words, Luo Suxuan used some evil method to refine a living person into a murderous corpse, which was between life and death, so any spells would not work on it.

Thinking of this, Shen Qingyuan retracted the mirror, stepped forward and poked at the center of his brow with a finger stained with blood, and really saw a flash of clarity flashing through the originally stiff and empty eyes of this murderous corpse.

is alive!

This murderous corpse is alive!

Since he is a living person, according to the Taoist sect's rules, Shen Qingyuan cannot kill innocent people indiscriminately.

You have to find a way to remove the poison from the murderous corpse.

As soon as this idea came up, the sound of crushing dead leaves came from all directions.

One after another, the murderous corpses staggered out of the dense fog.

"Damn it! Luo Suxuan is so ruthless and ruthless! Using a living person to refine a murderous corpse!"

Shen Qingyuan cursed in a low voice, after knowing that these murderous corpses were all living people, they restrained their hands and feet instead.

It is not good to use yellow talismans and magic weapons.

He had no choice but to raise his sword and cut his own palm.

Using blood as a seal, draw a spell on the forehead and chest of the murderous corpse.

Shen Qingyuan didn't know how many such vicious corpses there were in this valley.

Jumping up and down, he subdued more than a dozen murderous corpses in a short while.

But when Shen Qingyuan tore off the collar of the next murderous corpse, he was surprised to find that the murderous corpse was a woman!

Wouldn't it be like breaking the lust|caution?

Shen Qingyuan immediately withdrew his hand suddenly, turned his head away with a blushing face, even the roots of his ears were red.

But I heard a man's laughter coming from a distance: "What's the matter? Only save men, not women? What's the reason? In Shen Daochang's eyes, shouldn't women be saved?"

"Luo Suxuan!" Shen Qingyuan stopped the murderous corpse with one hand, pointed his sword in the air, looked around vigilantly, and gritted his teeth: "Where is my junior brother? Give him back to me!"

"How do I know where your junior brother is?" Luo Suxuan's voice came again, but his figure was hidden in the thick fog, and he couldn't find him at all. view?"

Shen Qingyuan: "You know what to ask!"

"It's ridiculous, Xiaojing is mine, why should I hand him over to you?"

As soon as Luo Suxuan finished speaking, he flew out of the thick fog.

Ling Kong struck with a sword.

Shen Qingyuan quickly raised the sword to block it, and with a clang sound, the tiger's mouth in his right hand burst open and bled.

The whole person took several steps back.

"I thought that Xiao Jing would have a good life in Xuanmen! I hate that I only found out now that his life is not good at all!"

Luo Suxuan said angrily, every time he said a word, he slashed at Shen Qingyuan with a sword.

Shen Qingyuan was not his opponent in the first place, and he was not familiar with the terrain of this place, and it was shrouded in thick fog, so he was even more powerless to fight back.

With a bang, Shen Qingyuan's back hit the stone wall, a sword flashed in front of his eyes, and he quickly dodged sideways.

But unfortunately, he was cut with a sword, and blood gurgled out.

Shen Qingyuan said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? When did Xuanmen treat Xiaojing badly?"

"Using the excuse of the dead mother's sacrifice, coaxing Xiao Jing to leave the mountain, but poisoning him, taking his life sword, and tying him to a wooden frame to humiliate him, is this good for him?

Binding him with a spirit rope was not enough. In order to prevent him from struggling, he used a thousand catty talisman on him, pierced 28 big holes all over his body with golden needles, and even wanted to use an iron hook to pierce his lute bone. Is this good for him?

Slashing a knife into his shoulder blades and preventing him from leaving in every possible way, is it good for him?

Allowing him to run away with serious injuries and almost be killed by the people of Seven Star Pavilion, is this also good for him? "

Every time Luo Suxuan said a word, his anger surged upwards, and his attacks became more merciless.

One sword after another cut the Taoist robe on Shen Qingyuan's body, leaving bloody mouths of different lengths on his body.

Shen Qingyuan struggled so hard that the arm holding the sword went numb. When he heard this, he suddenly raised his head and said sharply: "What did you say?! Say it again? What happened to Xiaojing?! Say it quickly!"

"He was sucked out by Lin Mobai. You should all know that Xiao Jing only has Lin Jing's remnant soul. He couldn't bear the pain of leaving the body!"

Luo Suxuan said coldly, "I heard from Xiaojing that in order to prevent him from screaming in pain, he covered his mouth? Can this be called being nice to him?"

Shen Qingyuan didn't know this at all, he didn't know at all!

He went to practice, thousands of miles away from Gusu.

After the ceremony was over, Xiaojing had already left when he rushed to Linjian Villa.

And Lin Mobai didn't say this, he didn't tell him this!

"Where is Xiaojing?! Take me to see him! I want to see him!"

Shen Qingyuan didn't know where the strength came from, but he blocked Luo Suxuan with a sword, took a step forward, and shouted sharply: "Take me to see Xiaojing!"

"Hehe, you have a good idea. I won't let you guys have a chance to hurt him again." Luo Suxuan said sarcastically, "What ritual is more important than Xiaojing's safety? I don't know, or don't know? This kind of Bad reason, how many times do you want to use it?"

As soon as the voice fell, Luo Suxuan slashed away with a sword, Shen Qingyuan was defeated by his cultivation level, and was actually beaten out.

He fell heavily on the stone wall, and before he could stand up, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Shen Qingyuan clutched his chest, breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were covered with mist.

He really didn't know that Xiaojing had been wronged in Linjian Villa.

If he knew, he wouldn't leave Xiaojing behind to do things!

Luo Suxuan paused every word, sneering and sarcastic, piercing his heart like a knife.

It turned out that Xiaojing did not leave the Lin family due to willfulness, but fled for his life due to serious injuries.

Xiaojing didn't break his promise on purpose, but he really couldn't stick to it.

However, he was still kept in the dark and believed Lin Mobai's words!

"How dare Lin Mobai, how dare he," Shen Qingyuan lay on the ground in embarrassment, muttering to himself in a low voice, "He is Xiaojing's big brother, how could... how could he treat Xiaojing like that? ? How dare he..."

"No, he's not Xiaojing's big brother. He's just Lin Jing's big brother."

Luo Suxuan walked up slowly, admiring Shen Qingyuan's embarrassing posture condescendingly, and said with a mocking smile: "How good is a person who can step on his brother's hand bones with his own hands?"

"You're not much better, Shen Qingyuan. I heard that you slashed Lin Jing's face, one sword after another, and even cut his tongue... Is that how you did it?"

Luo Suxuan slashed Shen Qingyuan's face with a backhanded sword, immediately blood spattered, and the flesh was mutilated.

Shen Qingyuan didn't even hide, this question that hit the soul directly made it difficult for him to calm down for a long time.

The painful past that I wanted to forget was revealed once again.

The seven years did not eliminate the original guilt and pain. Instead, as time went on, the pain increased day by day.

Can't get rid of it all the time.

Shen Qingyuan closed his eyes in pain, tears came out mixed with blood: "I have nothing else to ask, but before I die, let me see Xiaojing again, I want to know, his injuries are not serious, and he lives well OK."

"Do you think you still have that qualification?" Luo Suxuan said again, showing his white teeth, "Daoist Shen is very strange. He said that you cultivators have pure six senses and don't love the world of mortals. But just now I saw you saving When she was in person, she refused to save her because the other party was a woman. What are you afraid of?"

"Afraid to see a woman's body? Or are you afraid that your six sense organs will be impure?"

"Which is more important to Taoist Shen, human life or reputation?"

Luo Suxuan pressed on step by step, and asked each word at a time: "I heard that Daoist Shen used to vent his anger on Lin Jing because of a female disciple named Ning Yuzhi. In this way, Daoist Shen compared his younger sister to his younger sister. Junior brother is better. Even though Lin Jing grew up in the mountains, he kept calling you senior brother, trusting you and admiring you, but you still let him down."

Shen Qingyuan choked with pain and said: "Stop talking, don't talk anymore."

"What are you afraid of? Back then, Lin Jing wasn't afraid, so what are you afraid of now?" Luo Suxuan wanted to completely destroy Shen Qingyuan's psychological defense, and let him die with endless shame and pain, and became more and more aggressive, "Lin Jing died Before, did you grab your sleeve and call your senior brother? Did he call?"

Shen Qingyuan said tremblingly: "He...he shouted."

"What else did he say?"

Shen Qingyuan shook his head: "He didn't say anything."

"No, he said it. When he was severely punished, he said that he was in pain, please save him. When he was expelled from the teacher, please help him to intercede. He said a lot, it was you Do not understand!"

Hot tears, mixed with blood flowed out of Shen Qingyuan's eye sockets.

That's right, Lin Jing has always had that kind of temper since he was a child, and he doesn't say anything when he's in pain. Only when he can't stand it anymore, will he turn red and look pitifully calling out to his brother.

Shen Qingyuan also watched Lin Jing grow up with his own eyes. The master didn't know how to take care of the child, so he ran to feed the child rice cereal, change diapers, and change clean clothes.Shaking the rattle to lull the child to sleep.

He witnessed with his own eyes that the child grew taller little by little, grew up, could talk, and could walk.

Watching the baby in the swaddle gradually grow into a gentle and jade-like little Taoist leader with a bright moon and a clear breeze.

Seeing how beautiful that child is in Dao Sect, how outstanding he is, how he grows little by little under the eyes of everyone.

But in the end, Shen Qingyuan would rather trust his always spoiled and willful junior sister Ning Yuzhi than his junior Lin Zhaoying who never lied.

"Ask yourself, was it out of jealousy at the beginning? You were jealous that Lin Jing was better than you, that he was more popular than you, that he stole the prestige of Daozong's senior brother, and that he dominated you everywhere?" Russell Xuan said again.

Shen Qingyuan only felt a buzzing in his ears, and he couldn't recover from it for a long time.

What he had never dared to admit was actually so easily punctured by Luo Suxuan.

At the beginning, he was indeed jealous of Lin Jing, so he tried to suppress Lin Jing everywhere.

Now that things have changed, things have changed, and it is too late to say anything.

Shen Qingyuan closed his eyes in despair, and said with a painful face: "You kill me."

"Why is Daoist Shen so anxious? People are mortal, but they die well, and that's the real good death. Daoist Shen, look here, there are so many people who need your rescue!"

Shen Qingyuan said in a hoarse voice: "What do you want me to do?"

"Martyrdom, Daoist Shen, martyrdom, use your own life to save these innocent people." Luo Suxuan smiled again, and the whole person looked gloomy, "Martyrdom is your final destination!"

After hearing this, Shen Qingyuan did not refute.

Maybe Luo Suxuan is right, martyrdom is his best end.

I just hope that I will be a kind person in the next life, and never feel jealous or guilty for the rest of my life.

"Okay, I will die with my life, but before that, I want to see Xiaojing again."

"It's impossible for him to come to see you again." Luo Suxuan took out the rosary and threw it in front of Shen Qingyuan's eyes, "Is this your thing? Xiaojing doesn't want it, he said it was dirty."

"..."

Shen Qingyuan was silent, grasped the rosary bracelet in the palm of his hand, clenched his fists hard, wrung out a lot of blood, his whole body was depressed, he cried and laughed and said: "It turns out that he doesn't like this rosary, I still don't like it." Thought he liked it."

"Yes, he doesn't like it, don't waste time, just be a martyr, Daoist Shen." Luo Suxuan urged.

Supporting the blade of the sword, Shen Qingyuan stood up slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I will die with my own life, but you must promise to spare these innocent mortals, and... take good care of Xiaojing, and don't let him die again. Sad."

Luo Suxuan: "Naturally, if a gentleman says something, it's hard to follow him." However, he is evil, not a gentleman.

Shen Qingyuan nodded, without further hesitation, he summoned spiritual power in his palm, and hit his own Tianling Gai with one palm.

With a click, the sky spirit cover was shattered.

The golden core whirled rapidly in the body, overflowing with spiritual power, and soon turned into fly ash.

Enduring the severe pain, Shen Qingyuan formed seals with both hands, and used his own spiritual power to purify the corpse poison from these murderous corpses.

After finishing all this, he knelt down with a thud, unable to stand still.

"Very good, congratulations to Daoist Shen for martyrdom, your feat will be known far and wide, and will last forever."

Luo Suxuan smiled and applauded, and was about to turn around and leave.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind.

He was taken aback for a moment, then slapped his face and slapped him down.

There was a snap, resounding through the sky.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" Xiao Jing flew out of the thick fog and asked with an extremely indifferent expression, "How long do you want to lock me up?"

"Xiaojing! I'm not shutting you down, I'm just..." Blood dripped from the corner of Luo Suxuan's mouth, anxious to defend himself.

But Xiaojing didn't listen at all, raised his hand to interrupt Luo Suxuan's words, and instead turned his gaze to Shen Qingyuan.

Xiao Jing frowned, and said in a low voice: "Shen Qingyuan, what are you doing here?"

"Xiao...Xiaojing." Shen Qingyuan raised his head with difficulty, looking at Xiaojing in front of him.

But I feel that this is not Xiaojing anymore.

Xiaojing in front of him didn't wear a Taoist hairpin or a Taoist robe. He was wearing a dark red to black robe and tied his hair with a purple gold crown.

There is also a little bright red scar between the eyebrows.

His expression was unusually indifferent, and his whole person was also unusually extravagant.

Shen Qingyuan stood up with difficulty, and slowly approached Xiaojing.

But Xiaojing said indifferently: "If you dare to take a step closer, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

"Xiaojing, it's senior brother who is sorry for you, senior brother who didn't take good care of you, senior brother... it's about to die, this..." Shen Qingyuan slowly raised his numb arm, and handed the sword blade in his hand forward, his tone was audible. I got up a little anxiously, and begged, "Please, stab me with a sword, so that I can die with peace of mind. I don't want... I don't want to die with guilt for you, stab me with a sword... From now on, the two of us Qing, in the next life... I am still a clean and kind person."

"Do you think I dare not?"

Xiao Jing took the long sword handed over by Shen Qingyuan, and stabbed it mercilessly.

The location was impartial, it happened to be the location where Shen Qingyuan stabbed Xiaojing when they first met in Nanyang.

It was returned untouched.

The universe is turned upside down, and the mountains and rivers meet each other.

Shen Qingyuan's body shook very badly, he couldn't stand up at all, like a mountain collapsed, he fell in front of Xiaojing in embarrassment.

He stretched out his bloody hand and grabbed Xiaojing's sleeve.

It was like when Lin Jing grabbed Shen Qingyuan's robe.

With the last bit of strength, Shen Qingyuan said with difficulty: "Xiaojing, Zhaoying, junior brother, forgive me, forgive me, senior brother."

Xiaojing turned a deaf ear to it, and looked at Shen Qingyuan condescendingly.

"...You once promised me that you would go to see Qiu Haitang with me, Xiao Jing, you have broken your promise, in the next life... if there is a chance in the next life, let's go together...to see it."

After saying these words, Shen Qingyuan raised his hand and slammed it down heavily on the ground. In this life, he will never lift it up again.

"Xiaojing, I actually..."

Luo Suxuan stepped forward, ready to explain.

Unexpectedly, in the next moment, Xiaojing slapped him with a palm.

Luo Suxuan didn't dodge, took a few steps back, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Xiaojing said indifferently: "I didn't come here to listen to your explanation. Luo Suxuan, I seem to have heard you say that from now on, I will be the master and you will be the slave."

Luo Suxuan raised his hand to wipe the blood from his lips, and said firmly: "Yes, you are the master, and I am the slave."

"Then I want you to kneel down." Xiaojing said coldly.

After hearing this, Luo Suxuan couldn't help but let out a low laugh, and then he threw up his robe and knelt down.

The moment he knelt down, Xiao Jing kicked Luo Suxuan's shoulder.

After kicking him down, he caught up with him to make up his feet again.

Luo Suxuan didn't hide or block, and took it one by one, coughed and vomited blood again, and said with a low smile: "It's good, Xiaojing, who cut off his conscience, doesn't like me anymore, so...it's good."

"I've never liked you." Xiao Jing stared at Luo Suxuan coldly, and said every word, "I hate cheating, and you are not allowed to act without my order in the future, otherwise... I will definitely kill you."

The corner of Luo Suxuan's mouth was a bit bitter, but he still nodded and said, "Okay."

"Now, clean up this place, I'm going to recuperate, and..." Xiao Jing whispered, "I don't have a golden pill, I want a golden pill, give me your golden pill."

"My golden elixir, I'm afraid you won't be able to use it. But I know that someone's golden elixir is especially suitable for you." Luo Suxuan showed a strange smile, "It will be very suitable for you."

After hearing this, Xiao Jing sneered and said, "Okay, I will give you three days. If I haven't seen the golden core by then, I will cut out your golden core with my own hands."