After the waste wood is dropped, A explodes the world

Bai Yuxian stopped in his tracks.

There was a cold light in Shen Qingxuan's eyes, and he lowered his voice: "In the future, stop talking nonsense!"

"Okay... okay, senior brother, I will never dare again in the future."

Chu Xun could hear the fear in Bai Yuxian's voice, even though he used the most playful tone.

What kind of person is Shen Qingxuan?

Chu Xun's eyes pierced through the dense mist in the room, and he looked up at the person in front of him, as if he saw his whole life, how this lively, restrained, and inarticulate person fell tragically after two years .

He still remembered that Shen Qingxuan lay dying in his arms in the torrential rain, and he remembered every sentence clearly.

"Ah Xun, even if I'm gone, you still have to live well."

There was a sudden pain in his chest, and every time he thought of Shen Qingxuan's death, his chest hurt badly.

He lowered his eyes, turned his head, covered his chest with his hands, and submerged his whole body into the pool, tears rolling down from his eyes.

Some rifts are destined to be irreparable.

Even if his people came back, his heart, the heart that was riddled with holes and suffered a lot, could never go back.

He is no longer Ah Xun who loves to eat sweets, no longer Ah Xun who loves to act like a baby with Shen Qingxuan, he is just a walking dead wrapped in hatred.

Ah Xun used to stay at the age of 19 forever.

When did Bai Yuxian leave the bathhouse? When did Shen Qingxuan leave the bathhouse? He had no idea, he just hid his face and curled up in the misty pool, devouring the pain that belonged to him alone.

Before the hour came, he was wearing a tight black robe and a black cloak, and came out of the morning light. Shen Qingxuan was already waiting in the front yard, but there were still two teenagers around him.

Zhao Yihuan and Han Xiao, the two people who said that Shen Qingxuan was eccentric, actually arrived earlier than him.

There were quite a few people from the Qingfeng sect who went to the wedding banquet this time, including the owner, wife of the owner, young owner, head, the four elders in the sect, the hall master, the incense master, and their respective inner disciples.

Speaking of why Han Xiao didn't become a disciple under his uncle Su Yi's sect, but worshiped under Shen Qingxuan's sect, he had to ask Han Xiao himself.

Seven-year-old Han Xiao was brought to Baiyun Villa by his uncle Su Yi after his parents died. When he saw Shen Qingxuan for the first time, he clamored to recognize Shen Qingxuan as his master.

"He's a nice guy," he said.

Su Yi couldn't resist Han Xiao, and asked Shen Qingxuan to accept his nephew as his apprentice, but Shen Qingxuan refused at first.

As the master of a faction, there is absolutely no need for him to teach multiple disciples. Zhao Yihuan is his only disciple, and that is only for the sake of Zhuang Mo.If accepting Chu Xun as his apprentice was an accident, then Han Xiao was purely a stalker.

Anyway, Han Xiao succeeded.

Lu Gan's palace is in Yunyuan, not far away from this road, so he didn't prepare chariots and horses, he set off at the hour of the morning, and arrived at the same time.

Lu Gan is the king of the human race, so the wedding banquet is naturally grand and grand. Before entering the city, there are endless stretches of red silk under his feet, and red lanterns fluttering in the wind above his head.

Children are playing around on the street, and adults are flocking to Lane Lane, looking forward to the feast year after year.

For ordinary people, it is also great to be able to occasionally eat a few meals of delicacies from mountains and seas in the rice cereal for three meals a day.

Therefore, they neither approve nor oppose Lu Gan's twice-a-year concubine-taking ceremony. After all, the idealism that is raised high and shouted in vain cannot be eaten, and it is the last word to eat a full meal.

The universal celebration that Lu Gan talked about was indeed universal celebration. On this day, he would entertain all the people for a three-day and three-night banquet, with abalone, lobster, ginseng and antler.

If you ask Lu Gan whether he cares about money, the answer is: no.With a handful of congratulatory gifts from various rich and wealthy sects, he can buy people's hearts, so of course he doesn't feel bad.

Don't underestimate the jade ring fingers of a certain member, or the jade bracelets of a certain rich man, just one or two pairs can afford the entire cost of the wedding banquet, not to mention, how many pairs of such jade bracelets and jade ring rings will Lu Gan receive for a wedding banquet? up.

Standing in the crowd, Chu Xun looked at Lu Gan sitting on the golden seat from a distance, accompanied by a beautiful woman, his face was full of red, and he looked very happy.

Chu Xun's gaze finally fell to one place, and the noise was automatically blocked by his ears, only the woman sitting under Lu Gan caught his eyes.

The woman is gorgeously dressed, but she can't hide her withered figure, and she smiles with a forced face, but she can't hide her pale face and trembling hands.Being Lu Gan's wife must not be so happy? Chu Xun thought.

After the ceremony was over and it was time to eat, Chu Xun sat down next to Shen Qingxuan at a round table, and Han Xiao sat next to Shen Qingxuan at the other end.

A weird and boring meal.

Seeing that he was silent, Shen Qingxuan took his favorite shrimp cakes and put them on his plate, and told him in a low voice: "Eat quickly."

Han Xiao was eating well, but suddenly put down his chopsticks.

"What's wrong?" Shen Qingxuan turned his face away and asked.

"It's nothing." Han Xiao lowered his eyes and put his hands on his knees, looking pitiful.

Shen Qingxuan put shark's fin on the plate for him, and he said, "I want to eat shrimp cakes too."

Shen Qingxuan made shrimp cakes for him.

It was the same in the past, Han Xiao would want whatever Shen Qingxuan gave to Chu Xun, and if he couldn't get it, he would make such a miserable situation.

In the past, Chu Xun never cared.

Now, he only blamed himself for being dull.

Chu Xun lowered his head and took a bite of the prawn cakes. They were crispy and crispy. He suddenly remembered Liu Xuan who made the prawn cakes for himself. How was he doing in that world?Is it crazy to look for yourself? Or, as always, to mend the broken facial features of those who died in the funeral parlor?

He suddenly wanted to know, scratching his heart to know.

If Liu Xuan was good at words, he might not miss her so much.It's a pity that Liu Xuan is not good at words, just like Shen Qingxuan sitting beside him.

A person who is eloquent may be impressive, but a person who is not good at eloquence is equally impressive.

Putting down the chopsticks, Chu Xun felt a little greedy.

Being by Liu Xuan's side, he would miss Shen Qingxuan, and being by Shen Qingxuan's side, he would start to miss Liu Xuan again. These two kinds of nostalgia tormented him day and night, making him unable to sleep at night.

After attending the wedding banquet, he returned to Baiyun Villa. Day after day, he practiced more diligently than ever before, and he wanted to take Shen Qingxuan far away when disaster strikes.

The Muxiang Pavilion, which he hated the most in the past, is now a place he must go to every day. There are countless secret books on exercises hidden in the scrolls there, which he never knew about before, and he has never searched for them.

Time is the most inexperienced, winter goes to spring, everything recovers.

The white world has finally turned green, and a variety of purples and reds are blooming on the green grass.

In his spare time, Chu Xun likes to climb Jiuhua Mountain near Baiyun Villa to watch the sunset.

The dusk is deep, and the red clouds are piled up in the sky, and the clouds are rolling and relaxing, like a splendid brocade.

Every time Chu Xun sits here, rubbing the ring on his ring finger, he always thinks of the days when he was with Liu Xuan. It was quiet and peaceful at that time, there was no earth-shattering, only a steady flow of water.

On this day, he came to the foot of Jiuhua Mountain again, looking up, the faint mountain road was winding, like a giant dragon lurking in the mountains, he climbed up the steps.

When approaching the top of the mountain, I suddenly heard someone talking, and immediately stopped, hiding in the strong pines that covered the sky and blocking out the sun, and peeped quietly.

Shen Qingxuan and Han Xiao stood on the top of the mountain, and Han Xiao was holding a box in his hand.

"Master, this is my birthday present to you."

"what gift?"

"Master, open it and have a look." Han Xiao handed the box to Shen Qingxuan.

Shen Qingxuan opened it, frowned, "Go back."

"Why do you want to retire, Master doesn't like it?"

"I don't accept valuables." Shen Qingxuan returned the box to him, and turned his back with a flick of his sleeves.

"I bought this with the pocket money I saved for more than a year. If the master doesn't accept it, I..." Han Xiao couldn't continue, his eyes were full of tears, and finally he couldn't cry.

After a long time, when the twilight gathered around and the birds returned to their nests, Shen Qingxuan finally turned around and said in a much softer tone, "I can accept it this time, but next time, I will never buy such extravagant things again."

Han Xiao smiled through his tears, raised his sleeve and wiped his tears, "Master, let me put it on for you."

Shen Qingxuan hesitated for a while, then squatted down, and said softly: "Okay."

Han Xiao took out a mutton jade hairpin from the box, and carefully inserted it into his temple, "Master, I will wear it every day from now on, okay?"

Shen Qingxuan didn't speak.

"If Master doesn't wear it, I..." Han Xiao's eyes were red again.

"I will wear it." Shen Qingxuan patted his head, "I will wear it from now on."

Chu Xun walked down the hill slowly stepping on the stone steps, only then did he remember that today is Shen Qingxuan's birthday, but he forgot that these days, his mind was full of Liu Xuan.

After a long time, he thought that Liu Xuan would be forgotten, but who would have thought that the longer the time, Liu Xuan's voice and smile, including every word he said, became clearer in his mind, so much so that he even forgot Shen Qingxuan's birthday today .

He touched his pockets, he had no money, let alone pocket money, penniless, how should he celebrate Shen Qingxuan's birthday?

At night, he left the dormitory, walked through the flower path, and came to Shen Qingxuan's gate. A candle shadow and a lonely figure reflected on the paper window.

After hesitating for a long time, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Shen Qingxuan opened the door, saw his dejected look, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Master, happy birthday." He lowered his eyes, not daring to look up at Shen Qingxuan.

Shen Qingxuan turned around, "Go into the house."

"I don't have any money for Master...to buy a birthday present." Chu Xun followed Shen Qingxuan into the room, bowed his head and twisted his fingers, hesitating.

"There is no need to buy a gift, you take good care of yourself, that is the greatest gift you can give me." Shen Qingxuan sat down at the table, and turned on the light.

"Master, you bought me such good clothes, but I..."

"Okay, don't mention it again." Shen Qingxuan put away the scrolls on the table one by one.

"Then... Master, I'll go back first."

"Ah."

Coming out of Shen Qingxuan's room, he was disturbed and didn't want to go back to the dormitory to face Han Xiao, so he quietly slipped out of Baiyun Villa and went up to Mount Jiuhua alone.

The night was sultry and the stars were twinkling. He lay on his back under the starry sky, his thoughts drifting away with the night wind.

Suddenly, the wind picked up, and a blue book was blown by an unknown wind. Chu Xun stared wide-eyed, and clearly saw a book falling from the sky, straight down to the top of the mountain, with a few "crawls, clatters", It seemed to be the sound of the wind blowing the pages of a book.

He rubbed his eyes, got up quickly, ran to the edge of the mountain, picked up the blue book that fell from the sky, and opened it, but there was no word, and the white pages rustled in the wind.

Whose prank is this?

Chu Xun was stunned, staring blankly at the book without a word for a while, then stuffed the book into his arms, and ran down the mountain in a puff of smoke.

In the middle of the night, Baiyun Villa was silent and pitch black. He climbed over the wall and returned to the villa, and entered the Muxiang Pavilion in the dark.

He closed the door, turned on the lamp, searched around on several bookshelves, and finally found a guide to martial arts secret books written by his predecessors.

As if discovering a new continent, he hurriedly took it off the bookshelf, looked through it roughly on the ground, found no clues, and read it carefully again, hard work paid off, and finally came to the answer.

"If you encounter a book without words, you only need to throw the book into the water, and the handwriting can be reproduced."

He gently put the secret book back to its original place, and ran out of the Muxiang Pavilion like the wind, onto the stone bridge, threw the blue book into the water without hesitation, and quickly fished it up with a bamboo pole. Sure enough, the lines of writing on the page appeared, The color of each line of words turned out to be pink.

He looked left and right, fearing that someone would find out, he took the book over the wall and left Baiyun Villa, hiding in a clump of green bamboos on the hillside of Jiuhua Mountain.

He took out half of a candle from his sleeve and lit it, and carefully opened the first page of the book, for fear that if he exerted force, the book that was wet with water would become dust.

However, when he saw the page Chapter 1 clearly, he was startled, and saw a few large characters written on it: Ghoul's Heart-Sucking Art.

With trembling hands, I turned to the second page, and the two big blood-red characters "cautious entry" came into view, which was particularly eye-catching. I continued to look down, and there was a line written at the bottom of the page: "This skill is the most poisonous and evil skill in the world. One copy, dedicated to those who are destined."

Seeing this, he quickly closed the book, couldn't help opening it after a while, flipped through the remaining pages, his pupils shrank suddenly.

It reads on the page: "This exercise requires the use of the Hell Krait.

There is such a rare thing in the ice hell, the toxin in the hell golden krait can kill ten adults within 3 minutes.

Practicing this exercise is extremely difficult, practitioners have to suck their own blood with hell golden krait, and bring the snake venom into their own blood. After one year, they can practice golden krait venom palm.

If practitioners want to tame the hell golden krait and coexist with the snake's venom, they need to make soup with five stone powder and seven leaves and one branch flower, and take it every day.

When the moon is full every month, it is necessary to find a clean person to have sex with, which can speed up the blood circulation of the muscles of the whole body, activate the toxins in the body, and speed up the practice of the golden krait venom palm.

Anyone who wins the golden ring snake's venomous palm will turn into dry bones within three days, and become the most poisonous ghoul after seven days. The ghoul will suck out the heart and marrow of the set goal, and then the skill can be strengthened again.

One hundred ghouls have been practiced, which is only a small achievement. If one wants to be more skilled, one must practice thousands of ghouls.

This skill is extremely powerful, the deeper it is practiced, the more toxins will accumulate in the body, and the inner demon will become stronger. "

Chu Xun's chest was pounding, and he closed the book again.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If he succeeds in practicing this skill, he will be able to deal with Su Yi Heiyue, and he will be able to prevent the war between humans and demons two years later, and Shen Qingxuan will not die because of it.

But if he really practiced it, what would be his own consequences?Unknown, unimaginable.