After being pulled up by the master

On the 49th day of July [-], a group of demons wreaked havoc on the world.

Black sparrows block out the sun, but no dawn is seen; starvation is everywhere, and it is difficult to find life.A tiny drop of water disappears like smoke, and the water of the vicissitudes of life will never be clear again.

The world's righteous way, headed by the Linyuan Sun family, united as one, and faced this hardship together. The disciples of each family were killed and injured countless times, and blood flowed like rivers.After eight or eight 64 days of hard struggle, the group of demons were finally expelled under Night City, the capital city.Sun Xuehua, the patriarch of the Sun clan, died in martyrdom, burning his soul to light a lamp, and helping the Righteous Path Alliance lay down the demon sealing formation.The night city is locked, and it is difficult for the demons to come out, so the world is peaceful.

Then, on September 81, the talents of the righteous way withered, and the sects of all sizes were scattered. The Sun family of Linyuan was able to support the sky with its deep foundation, so it became the leader of the immortal way, and its power shook the world.

When its reputation spread far and wide, across the Kyushu, the sacred place of immortality-Suochun Valley, which is also known as it, has undergone a fundamental change.

Xue Wendi, the only descendant of Xue Si, the current owner of the valley, unfortunately died in this contest between good and evil.

As soon as this news came out, everyone in the world felt sorry for it.

Suochun Valley was originally a place to live in seclusion, and it is difficult for ordinary people to find it. People in the valley cannot enter the world unless they are saved, so the inheritance is weak.According to legend, Xue Si didn't want his disciples to go out of the valley, but the world was about to fall, and the righteous way was in danger, so he gave up his love.

What a pity, what a pity.

When people in the world talk about this regrettable incident after dinner, they often feel sad.

Xue Wendi is more than eight feet tall, his temples are cut like knives, his eyebrows are like horizontal peaks, his eyes are like peach blossoms with affection, he wears a three-foot long sword on his waist, and he is dressed as a swordsman dressed in frost.When punishing demons and bandits, he often disregarded life and death, and sacrificed his life many times to help the Righteous Path Alliance, so he was loved and loved by his peers.

Rumor has it that Linyuan Sun's juniors, who are also immortals, tried to summon Xue Wendi's soul, but searched all over Kyushu, but couldn't find it, so they thought that he was reincarnated early, and wept bitterly.

But in fact, Xue Wendi did not reincarnate.

He died in a wilderness, covered in loess, a machete engraved with cursed runes cut his spine directly from his back, and broke out of his heart, thus firmly locking his soul and body, Make the ordinary soul-locking array become extremely vicious.

Xue Wendi is proficient in spells, so he will never see the light of day again.

After a long time, Yin Qi entered his body, his spiritual thoughts dissipated, his soul was wiped out, and there would be no possibility of reincarnation.

"Sigh, I never expected that I, who is handsome, unrestrained and suave, would end up in such a dismal ending."

Xue Wendi sat down on his cold body and couldn't help sighing.

He propped his chin up, all he could think about was the figure of the man who had decided to leave after killing him.

"If you don't like it, you don't like it. Why do you want to kill me?"

Xue Wendi was a little wronged, he couldn't figure it out, it was fine if he didn't want to be with him, why did he still engage in a sneak attack?

He looked down at his pale but handsome face, frustrated.

It was the first time he liked someone so much, but he didn't catch up with him, and lost his life. Master knows, so why not beat him to death?

"No, no, master has always loved me the most, and he won't hit me again."

Because I'm dead.

When Xue Wendi thought of his master Xue Si, his heart suddenly became bitter and unbearable. He thought of his master's many years of upbringing and teaching, but he was ashamed and unable to repay.

"Master, I was wrong. I will definitely practice harder in the future, and I will stop indulging in my children's affair. I still want to be your apprentice in my next life."

Xue Wendi choked up, and the yin around him became a little heavier.

He clasped his hands tightly, palms facing each other, and he could still recall the way his master drew a peace talisman on his palm before leaving the valley.

Xue Wendi suddenly pressed his hand against his forehead, and wept silently.

In Suochun Valley, Xue Sili, dressed in white, stood under the pear tree in the courtyard, silent for a long time.

People in the world don't know Xue Si's appearance, they only know that he is unpredictable, he should be a mysterious old man with long beard and white hair.

In fact, Xue Si looks only 27 or [-] years old, with distant mountain eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, light-colored lips, and a faint mole on his cheek. His emotions and anger are invisible. Even Xue Wendi, who gets along day and night, rarely sees him smiling. .

Even if he heard that his only disciple had died in the turmoil, he was silent for a long time.Then she went back to the house to pack up her clothes, covered her face with a gauze hat, leaned on her body with a long sword, and stepped out of the so-called holy land of cultivating immortals.

Tossing and turning the fireworks in the world, seeing the sun, moon and stars, the years have turned a new chapter.

Ten years after the brutal battle between good and evil that was so cruel that every word wept blood, an unexpected guest was welcomed in an old Yizhuang thirty miles outside Pinghu City.

Huang Ergou, the gatekeeper of Yizhuang, was burying his head in a bowl of yellow rice, a bowl of pickled vegetable soup, and a bowl of unidentifiable ingredients in a big pot, sweating profusely.

At that time, autumn had just entered, and the autumn tiger was in full swing, and Huang Ergou was shirtless and sweating profusely.

"Excuse me, may I ask if this is Mingyue Yizhuang?"

A clear voice came, and Huang Ergou looked up, and saw that the visitor was dressed in white snow, with long sleeves, a bamboo hat on his head, and no trace of smoke on his feet.

Since Huang Ergou was in charge of Yizhuang, he has seen many cultivators coming and going, and he knew that the coming person must be good, so he put down the bowl and chopsticks, wiped his sweaty hands on his trouser legs, and said: "Yes, Mingyue Yizhuang, dare to ask the fairy elder why he came here?"

"It's not a fairy, it's just a mortal."

The mysterious visitor still whispered slowly, "I heard that this place was haunted by ghosts, so I came here to solve the matter."

Huang Ergou laughed as soon as he heard it: "Hey, how can there be any ghosts? It's just pretending to be a ghost. You also know that all the corpses parked in this Yizhuang are unnamed corpses, and no ordinary people dare to approach them. Pass it on like a god.”

The mysterious visitor just paused, and continued to speak softly: "I want to stay here for one night, I wonder if this dear friend can make it easier for me?"

Huang Ergou couldn't believe it when he heard the words: "You, do you want to live here?"

He looked up at the sky, the sky was blue and white, and there was no cloud in the sky, and he cupped his hands to persuade him, "Sir, it's still early, and the nearest village is only ten miles away. It would be better for you to find a small family to live there." It’s hard to be wronged here.”

The mysterious visitor took out a bag of silver taels from his sleeve, and gently placed it on the low table where he ate: "Excuse me."

After saying that, he ignored Huang Ergou's reaction and walked straight in.

Huang Ergou picked up the heavy bag of silver taels, thinking that this cultivator is different from ordinary people like them, and also felt that there is dung in his head if he doesn't make money, so he stopped blocking it and stuffed the bag of silver taels into it. With his own pocket, he shouted to the man's back: "Xianchang, I only have a small hut in this Yizhuang. If you don't dislike it, go in and rest. I'll catch two fish by the stream for you. In the evening, I will give you a small house." You cook fish soup!"

The mysterious visitor disappeared behind the dilapidated gate without saying a word.

Huang Ergou thought that he should be able to tell the direction clearly for such an adult, so he went to catch fish with confidence.

At the gate of Yizhuang, there was only a table of leftovers, and a few green flies climbed on the pickle soup bowl at some point.

The mysterious visitor just scanned around the dilapidated Yizhuang, a few brick houses, a few rolls of straw mats leaning against the walls, and some wormwood drying in the small yard.

He took a fancy to the only pine tree in the yard that looked a bit old, tiptoed, and landed on the branch as lightly as a swallow, and sat down cross-legged.

When Huang Ergou came back with two big fish in his pocket, he happened to see a person in white clothes fluttering on the tree. He was so frightened that he thought there were ghosts in broad daylight, but fortunately, he had a good attitude after dealing with dead people all the year round. After a while, I recognized that this was the immortal elder who stayed overnight.

He walked under the tree and asked, "Sir, do you eat fish at night?"

"Don't work, I will fast."

Huang Ergou stared at it for a while, then said: "Then you rest first, I won't bother you."

Sure enough, people who cultivate immortals are extraordinary.

Huang Ergou took the two fat fish to his earthen stove, preparing to improve the food for the evening, making one fish soup, and marinating the other for eating at night.

The mysterious visitor sat for the whole afternoon.

During this period, Huang Ergou went back and forth to clean the yard and tidy up the straw mats, but he did not make a sound.

Until night fell, Huang Ergou locked the gate of Yizhuang, and looked back at the man on the tree, only to see that the man slowly took off his bamboo hat.The twilight was dim, and he couldn't see the person's specific appearance clearly, but thinking that a cultivator should not want to be seen by others, he lowered his head, passed the tree, and returned to his house.

It was Xue Si who came.

After ten years in the world of mortals, he still looks young and hasn't aged a bit.

Those red and phoenix eyes are still calm, and the beauty has not changed, but it is more cold than living in the valley.

Xue Si sat quietly on the top of a tree, and waited until the distant star river hung in the night sky, and the sound of wind came from the dense forest not far away, and then she brushed off her clothes and left.

There is a pine forest in the southeast of Yizhuang, perhaps because the location is not good, and few people usually come to it.Xue Si walked slowly, following the sound of the wind to the forest.

The sound of the wind is very strange, like a cat meowing at midnight, but when you listen carefully, it seems that someone is sobbing alone, whimpering, out of tune.According to common sense, there should not be such rumors in such a dense forest, so many people think that there are ghosts in the forest and dare not approach them.

Xue Siping stepped forward until he reached a small hill in the dense forest.

The place was bare except for a slender bristlegrass growing in the center, which contrasted sharply with the wet moss around it.

Xue Si silently watched the dogtail grass swaying in the wind, then suddenly squatted down, and grabbed its tip with one hand.

"Evil obstacle, still not showing its original shape?"

No answer.

Xue Si paused for a moment, then pulled out the whole dog's tail grass.

Bursts of strange green smoke burst out from the bare ground, and a pale and handsome face gradually appeared in the dark green fluorescent light.

Xue Si was silent, waiting for the other party to open his eyes, but the wandering soul did not move at all, and soon sank to the ground with the green smoke.Putting two fingers together, Xue Si drew a spell out of thin air, and put the wandering soul trapped here into the white jade bottle in his sleeve.

"It's easy for me to find."

Xue Si sighed slightly, but was extremely satisfied in his heart.

After ten years in the world, there is finally a result.

The author has something to say:

—————The next book is "I want to be a good person"———————

Lu Ai accidentally wore a book, and she was dressed as A, B, C, D, who didn't have any names in the book.

That's all, the problem is that Lu Ai clearly remembers the description of this passer-by in the book - "died on the bed of the demon king."

Lu Ai: Help!Why don't you forget about passer-by A, how can you still be stuffed to death on the villain's bed by Jiang Jiang? Help!

In order to survive, Lu Ai resolutely chose to go to the decent boss, but the decent boss said: How can I believe that you are wholeheartedly abandoning the dark and turning to the bright?I don't think it's better than this, you just go to the bed of the demon king, let him hear the wind, and be an undercover instigator of rebellion!

Lu Ai: Huh? ?If I climb into bed, I will die!

Decent boss: It's okay, I will send my proud disciple to protect you secretly!

Lu Ai watched helplessly as a handsome young man walked up to him, and said expressionlessly: "I will protect you."

Lu Ai: All right, this time I will play the role of the beauty in the beauty trap!Xianyu accepts fate, as long as he can survive!

However, more than half a year has passed, he is under the hands of the Demon Lord, and his relatives and friends have fawned on a lot of people, and he is almost going to be the head of the Demon Lord's harem, but he still hasn't climbed on this bed.

In the middle of the night, Lu Ai squatted on the roof of Shanghai, and said to Li Ji with a melancholy face: "Your master won't blame me for not climbing up on the bed, right?"I just want to be a good person!A lesson from heaven and earth!You go back and talk to your master, get me.

However, Li Ji, who transformed into a little fluffy fox and was playing with his tail coldly, Li Ji, said silently: It's because you are not good at listening to others.

Lu Ai: Why do you still blame me?Look at this demon's harem, tmd, there are a lot of cannon fodder beauties, I don't even know if I can climb onto the bed when I'm alive!

Hearing this, Li Ji silently pricked up his ears: "Then you can listen to me now."

Lu Ai: Huh? ?

The upright and fluffy fox Gong X knows nothing but is beautiful with a talking mouth

【The copy will be left on 2021.10.27】