Xue Xiao, the Patriarch of Demon Dao, and his colleagues——Stars sinking into the sea [Rebirth]

The two were at a stalemate, Xiao Xingchen couldn't let go, and couldn't pull back the sword, his lips trembled with anger: "What on earth do you want? You deceived me blindly, you deceived me for so long, I don't care about you anymore, If you want to die, you can do it with your own sword, why bother to pester me like this?"

"I don't want to die." Xue Yang said, "I don't want to die at all right now, I just think that if you want me to die, then I die at your hands, it's no big deal."

Xiao Xingchen was already upset.He clearly knew in his heart that this man was a murderous maniac with a sweet tongue and a sword without repentance, but he still couldn't swing the sword in his hand.How could he not know that he was absurd?It's not absurd to feel pity for a guy who can be punished by everyone.

Compared with the shame and anger when he found out that he was cheated, Xiao Xingchen felt more shame and self-blame at this moment.

He said bitterly: "Stop teasing me..."

The hand holding the sword was overwhelmed, and Shuanghua's sword fell to the ground with a clang. Xiao Xingchen's face was covered with blood and tears, and he pleaded, "Please forgive me..."

"Forgive you..." Xue Yang said to himself, "Then who will spare me?"

He walked towards Xiao Xingchen, wanting to wipe his face for him, but as soon as his fingertips touched Xiao Xingchen's face, Xiao Xingchen suddenly turned his head and backed away, and Xue Yang also found that his right hand had been cut by a sword blade. Drenched with blood, he didn't wipe off the dirt on his face, but left a little blood stain on his cheek.Just like him, no matter what he has done before or what he will do in the future, it has become an indelible stain in Xiao Xingchen's life.

Xue Yang slowly put down his hands, and whispered, "You provoked me yourself."

He suddenly raised his eyes, stared at Xiao Xingchen stubbornly, and said with hatred: "Whether it's at Jinlin Terrace or by Yicheng, when you didn't bump into it by yourself, you want to control me? You provoked me." I, now want me to spare you again, why didn't you forgive me at the beginning? Now... why don't you forgive me now? "

Night Breeze seemed to know his sternness, and swallowed his final words, making this accusation unwilling and pitiful.

Xiao Xingchen had an unbearable headache and gasped for breath with his face covered. He really didn't understand where Xue Yang's inexplicable grievances came from.He had accepted the fact that he had been deceived, but he really couldn't face Xue Yang, so what if he didn't leave now?Why couldn't Xue Yang let him go?

"What exactly do you want?" Xiao Xingchen asked impatiently, giving up on reasoning with him.

Xue Yang was really unreasonable, and said without hesitation, "I want you to stay with me and stop me from doing evil."

Xiao Xingchen seemed to have heard some joke, and pulled the corner of his mouth ugly: "Forget it, I can't stop you."

"You can stop me." Xue Yang looked at him, "I said it just now, others can't stop me, but you can stop me."

Xiao Xingchen didn't take his words seriously, and was so angry that he sneered: "Just now you said that your words cannot be trusted."

"Then you have no choice." Xue Yang said confidently, "You can't kill me."

Xiao Xingchen was shocked by his shamelessness, and felt that Xue Yang was really unreasonable. He felt that he could not communicate with Xue Yang, so he squatted down to touch the Shuanghua Sword that fell on the ground. He went down and held down Xiao Xingchen's hand holding the hilt of the sword. His movements were too hasty, and his eyes went dark for a moment.

Xiao Xingchen was very resistant to being touched by him, and tried to break free, but Xue Yang was so dizzy that he couldn't see clearly, and his bloody right hand was still firmly pressed on the back of Xiao Xingchen's hand.

"Let go." Xiao Xingchen said coldly.

Xue Yang slowed down, his wide-open eyes were gradually able to see things, he saw clearly the ice-cold Daoist priest, he saw clearly the irritability on the Taoist priest's face, coughed muffledly, and asked in a hoarse voice with some anxiety: " what are you up to?"

Xiao Xingchen didn't answer his words, but pushed Xue Yang's hand away with his other hand, picked up Shuanghua, stood up neatly, turned around and left.

Seeing that he just didn't want to be with him anymore, Xue Yang stood up on one hand and chased him out in a daze.

Xiao Xingchen heard that Xue Yang was chasing him, but he was really powerless to argue with him, knowing that he didn't really run out of his mind to kill someone, so he just went his own way.

Xiao Xingchen walked all the way back to Yicheng. His blindness affected his steps, but he was a cultivator after all. He set out wearing the stars and wearing the moon. When he arrived at the gate of Yicheng, the morning rooster was crowing but the morning market hadn’t opened yet. There are not many pedestrians on the road.

Xue Yang followed him all the time, not too close, falling behind him like a tail that couldn't be shaken off.

Xiao Xingchen followed the road to the lonely Yizhuang on the edge of the city, and stopped at the door.

He suddenly remembered that he should not stay here any longer.

All the necessary things are carried in the Qiankun bag, and there is nothing to miss here. Now he is alone again, and there is no need for a shelter.

Then what did he come back for?It's better to just continue wandering, and don't even have to step into the door that is so close at hand.

When he was standing still, Xue Yang, who had been trailing behind him, continued to walk towards him. Xiao Xingchen heard the footsteps staggering behind him, and his figure paused. After a while, he heard the footsteps approaching him again.

When the man was two steps away from him, Xiao Xingchen couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to chase him away with a sullen face. Xue Yang's foot became unsteady and he fell to his knees, just in time to jump to a place where he could touch Xiao Xingchen. , he didn't hold back, he half fell on the ground and grabbed Xiao Xingchen's Taoist robe in an almost begging posture, and coughed a few more times before calling out: "Taoist leader..."

This sound reminded Xiao Xingchen of the things they used to get along with each other.

They had never exchanged names since they met, Xue Yang called him Daoist, and he only addressed Xue Yang as you and me, or Xiaoyou, and occasionally called him "Young Master" jokingly.He originally thought that the world is so big, since we meet strangers, we should treat them sincerely and don't need to ask the bottom line.He thought that Xue Yang thought the same way, that's why he never asked his name, but now it seems that Xue Yang already knew who he was, and he might have seen his intentions, deliberately concealed it, and trampled his sincerity completely.

It was so long that he couldn't handle it anymore.