Don't fall in love with a pig killer!

When Yan Chicheng arrived at Baihua Valley, Zhu Bailing was still sitting on the soft brocade chair, and two disciples were helping her rub her legs, one was leaning on her shoulder and the other was snuggling on her knee.

Bi Jiu stood aside holding the corpse baby, his eyes were still a little moist, Yan Chicheng didn't look at her, his sharp eyes only swept across the corpse baby coldly.

Zhu Bailing didn't open his eyes, but said slowly, "Yan Chicheng, you're here."

Yan Chicheng nodded.

Zhu Bailing said lazily, "Come to Xingshi to inquire about the crime?"

Xianjun Yan looked at her, but didn't answer, and said after a while: "Zhu Mei, look at me."

Zhu Bailing raised his eyes slowly, and there was a pair of black ink-like eyes under the crow-black eyelashes.

She suddenly smiled and said, "Your eyes were also black before."

Yan Chicheng nodded.

Zhu Bailing said, "I envy you very much."

Yan Chicheng looked at her deeply, and asked in a hoarse voice: "When did it start?"

Zhu Bailing looked down at her fingers. Her slender palms opened and closed again. Her finger bones were thicker than those of ordinary women, and her fingertips were covered with rough calluses: "Do you remember that thunderstorm?"

Yan Chicheng nodded slowly.

"Hundreds of years ago... 410 three years ago," Zhu Bailing looked into the distance, and Yan Chicheng noticed that when she was thinking about things, she looked very similar to Xie Qiushi. They both liked to look at distant places, but Xie Qiushi's gaze was always like a feather Floating like that, weightless like a reed flower, even without substance, I don't know where it landed, but Zhu Bailing's eyes were sharp like the tip of an arrow, clustered, "There was a grand thunderstorm on Yingtai Mountain... At that time, Xie Qiushi I haven't become a fairy yet, and you and I are just two vague consciousnesses."

"I remember." Yan Chicheng said slowly, "After that time, you bloomed. The first time."

Zhu Bailing shook his head and smiled, "But I don't want to bloom. I undoubtedly attract bees and butterflies for people to enjoy, and I don't intend to bear fruit and multiply."

Yan Chicheng looked at her quietly, without speaking.

"That thunderstorm was nothing more than an ordinary weather to you." Zhu Bailing said, "If I didn't tell you, you would never know that it broke my roots."

Yan Chicheng's lips moved, and his body seemed to freeze, standing stiffly on the ground.

Fairy Zhu continued: "There is a saying that grass and trees return to the sun. If the roots die, the branches still have nutrients, and they can bloom a season of flowers and produce new leaves for a short time... It seems that God wants to see Zhu Bailing's joke. Not only did it bloom and bear fruit for the first time when it was about to die, but it also became a spirit for the first time and cultivated into a human body."

"Tianlei already contains immortality." Yan Chicheng said in a deep voice, "It is not only your death, but also your opportunity."

"Really?" Zhu Bailing sneered, "Xianyi wants to see my jokes?"

Yan Chicheng shook his head and said, "Heaven is merciless."

Zhu Bailing shouted: "But in my life, I hate others to see my jokes and control my life and death! A thunderbolt, if you want me to live, I will live, and if you want me to die, I will die. It's unreasonable! I let my dead roots climb up' The root system of the tree of living souls, we are entangled together, no one can tell who is who... I lied to the way of heaven, I lied to the emperor of heaven, I became a part of the tree of living souls, I am no longer a tree that lives and dies Lao Tao, I want to be an equal sister to you!"

"...you lied to me too." Yan Chicheng sighed softly, lowered his eyes and said in pain, "You never told me that you depended on me for your life, and I never knew how to cut off the tree of living souls, you die too..."

"That's my shame." Zhu Bailing raised his eyes to look at him, but his voice gradually calmed down, even with a rare gentleness, "If you knew, would you let me go?"

Yan Chicheng didn't speak.

Zhu Bailing didn't even give him a chance to speak: "Do you know what it means to tell you? It means that you will put my life and your trivial feelings on both ends of the scale. In my opinion, this It is more disgraceful than taking my life."

She paused every word, almost gritted her teeth, and said: "I don't hate you, Yan Chicheng, you just made your own choice, you traded your own life for the lives of others, in your eyes, everything In the end, it is very fair...but I just try my best to put aside my attachment to you and live, live, live, until one day everyone knows that a plant that is at the mercy of the world can also one day Live the same life as the heaven and the earth, and you can control your own destiny."

"Can you do it?" Yan Chicheng asked suddenly, "By taking other people's lives arbitrarily, by deceiving and harming Xie Qiushi?"

"Why not?" Zhu Bailing looked at him coldly, "The eagle eats the snake, the snake chases the mouse, and the mouse eats the grass and valleys. If a living being wants to survive, it must be supplemented by living beings. There is no real good and evil, right and wrong, right and wrong, right and wrong." ?”

Yan Chicheng sighed: "Since that's the case, why do you only use gold thread clothes for greedy people? Why don't you turn this baby corpse into powder and scatter it in the world, and grab other people's spirits regardless of right or wrong?" Blood life?"

Zhu Bailing suddenly clenched his palms and clenched his fists.

"You want too much." Yan Chicheng finally said, "Zhu Bailing."

He didn't call his younger sister "Zhu Mei" anymore. It seemed that after Zhu Bailing exposed the "parasitic" incident, they could no longer maintain their brother and sister duties in name only.

The silence lasted for a long time, until Zhu Bailing spoke hoarsely, "Where is the Dry Heart Gun?"

Peacock exclaimed in shock: "Fairy?!"

"Fairy, you fought viciously with that Xie Qiushi just now..."

The disciples of Youming spoke in succession, Yan Chicheng lowered his eyebrows and looked at Zhu Bailing, stretched out his black robe, and with a move of his long arm, the white-tasseled spear fell from the sky silently and was held in his hand.

Zhu Bailing got up slowly holding the "Zhuo Hongying" in his hand, and said in a faint voice, "You and I used to depend on each other, walked together, made mutual friends, drank the same glass of wine, and saw the same mountains and rivers. Hundreds of years have passed on the top of the hill—”

"I also had constant discord and confronted each other with swords." Yan Chicheng continued, "It's just that they are so open and honest, and they are honest and honest, but it's the same time."

Zhu Bailing raised his eyebrows and smiled, and the tip of the spear sank into the sand, drawing a notch forward little by little: "There is no killing intent in your eyes, you don't intend to kill me."

Yan Chicheng said: "It's the same with you, Zhu Mei."

"But you will stop me, you will make me no threat to Xie Qiushi." Zhu Bailing said, "This is equivalent to killing me." When she said this, her voice paused slightly, then suddenly became high-pitched, her brows stood erect, and she almost He roared in a sharp voice: "Put away your hypocrisy! There was a battle between us! There should be a battle! No matter who wins and who loses, whoever dies and who lives, this should be the last battle!"

The color of the world changes, and the situation changes.

Baihua Valley is shrouded in cumulus of rain and black clouds, and there are occasional thunderstorms, but everyone knows that this is not an ordinary lightning flash, but a vision caused by the collision of immortal power and the addition of swords and guns!

The Nether girls couldn't step in or help from the side like they did when they intervened in the battle of blessings and thanks, so they had to assume the posture of admiring the immortal saint, sitting cross-legged on the futon, concentrating and holding their breath to watch.

Kneeling at the forefront is not the leader Peacock, or other people among the four great protectors, but Bi Jiu, who is still holding the corpse baby in his arms as if holding a life-saving straw, looking at it with red eyes Brothers and sisters entangled with each other like flying stars, their arms trembling faintly.

The peacock half embraced her and patted her shoulder lightly: "It's okay, Abi, the fairy will be fine."

Bi Jiu nodded vigorously.

The two stopped talking. At the same time, two long guns, one red and one white, made a series of collisions in the air, splashing out a series of sparks, but the sound of collisions could not be heard from below, only the sound of vibrations when the air stagnated. Heavy buzzing.

The peacock leader tried to cast a spell to relieve the "buzzing" sound in her ears, but before she could squeeze out the magic formula, the corner of her mouth was already bleeding, she immediately stepped back a few steps, and all the disciples retreated to within a hundred meters of the two of them. outside.

"Sister Peacock," Bihu trembled, "Can you tell who has the upper hand?"

Before the peacock could answer, Bi Jiu shouted, "How could Yan Chicheng defeat the fairy! Don't disturb people's hearts by the side!"

Peacock frowned slightly: "Abi."

Bi Jiu blushed.

"Bihu," the Peacock leader turned his head slowly at this moment, and looked at the worried guardian aside, "Although I can't see the fighting skills of the immortals clearly, I have a certain grasp of the situation."

"Master, the fairy's origin is insufficient, and he had a vicious fight with that little thief Xie Qiushi—"

Peacock shook his head and interrupted her: "Yan Chicheng has no killing intent."

Bihu was taken aback: "What?"

"Yan Chicheng doesn't want to kill the fairy, but the fairy is fighting for survival." Peacock said, her voice was as smooth as a mirror, "If they were supposed to be evenly matched, now the victory and defeat have been divided."

Bi Jiu's eyes trembled slightly, and the corners of his stiff mouth raised slightly: "What the leader means is that Yan Chicheng should die here!"

Peacock smiled and didn't answer, but his eyes never left the trembling two.

"Chong-"

"Bah—"

A gust of wind swept by, and the scattered sparks caused a prairie fire in the withered grass. Along with the rolling thunder, everyone noticed that blood was scattered on the cracked ground!

"Fairy!"

"Fairy—"

Another thunder-like collision sounded deafeningly, and two black spots fell to the ground like meteors. Zhu Bailing was the first to hit the ground. Who's blood, the red-tasseled gun pointed at the ground, the tip of the gun sank into the mud, and thick blood stains dripped from the blood groove.

The Nether girls let out a cheer, and at this moment, Yan Chicheng's body fell like a falling arrow, and he hit the ground on one knee, the tassel of the Dry Heart Spear was stained crimson with blood, and for a while it was indistinguishable from Zhu Bailing's "Zhuo Hongying" !

His complexion was as pale as paper, his black hair was disheveled, and there was a gunshot wound the size of a bowl on his waist, bleeding gushed out like a waterfall. Under his eyes as dark as night, the deep dark green appeared and disappeared.

He looked ruthlessly at the wound on his body as if he couldn't feel the pain, and allowed it to bleed unceasingly. He raised his head to look at Zhu Bailing again, with a begging look on his face.

Zhu Bailing lowered his eyebrows and looked at his elder brother. There was no joy in victory in his eyes, perhaps because he felt that the victory was unwarranted, or perhaps because the old love was still unresolved.

The two of them stood facing each other, and no one spoke for a long time. After a while, Zhu Bailing took a gun and took a step forward slowly.

All the Nether girls held their breath. They waited expectantly and in fear, waiting to witness the fairy pierce the defeated bandit's chest with a spear, and witness the embarrassing fall of a fairy.

Zhu Bailing just said softly: "Yan Chicheng, what do you want to say?"

Yan Chicheng looked up at her and shook his head tiredly.

"You didn't try your best." Zhu Bailing said, "What do you want from me?"

"I have his fairy power in me." Yan Chicheng lowered his eyes, his eyelashes covered those dull eyes, but he couldn't hide the faint green glow, "The tree of life soul is dead, you rely on your belly The fetus survived, and what I relied on to steal my life..."

"It's Taoyuan Lord's half-length immortal power." Zhu Bailing said with a sarcasm, "You want to die for him, and he also wants to die for you. In the end, he died, but you survived by relying on his favor."

"Take it away." Yan Chicheng suddenly raised his head and interrupted her, shouting, "Don't you want to survive? Take it away!"