Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

And the only thing Sanshengjing can eliminate is his obsession.

Even as a celestial artifact, it would take decades for Sanshengjing to do so.

Presumably when Xuan Xiao woke up, he would not think of himself back then, and he might return to ashes.

Before Xie Zhuo threw himself into the mirror, he really thought so.

But he never expected that everything in the mirror was beyond his control.

Xuan Xiao not only did not get rid of his obsession with him, but instead entangled with him life after life, regardless of you and me.

Thinking of this, Xie Zhuo couldn't help sighing: "Useless things."

But the moment Xuan Xiao heard Xie Zhuo's opening, an almost undetectable guilty conscience flashed in his eyes.

How would he say... that the one carrying the reincarnation of the uncle is not the spirit of the Three Lives Mirror?

However, it seems that there is no need for him to say this.

After Xie Zhuo's words fell, Qi Ling of Sanshengjing struggled frantically.

The flashing light on the mirror almost blinded Xie Zhuo this Mahayana period.

However, the Artifact Spirit, which was able to speak in the past, can't make any sound even after shaking for a long time.

Xie Zhuo couldn't help turning his eyes suspiciously, and looked at the innocent-looking person beside him.

"Uncle Master?" Xuan Xiao's eyes moved slightly, and he gently rubbed the side of Xie Zhuo's neck like a well-behaved puppy.

But it's not that Xie Zhuo doesn't understand his stupidity, how could he be fooled by such a small trick?

The little Xuanxiao who used to be was not the iceberg he is now. At that time, the little guy who could pick up the back mountain of Jianzong made a mistake, and that was how he dealt with him.

Xie Zhuo sneered: "Leave the confession, resist..."

He slightly hooked his lips: "I think there are still things worth learning from in the mortal world."

He glanced at Xuan Xiao meaningfully: "Do you want to serve the emperor?"

Xuan Xiao: "..."

Now, he no longer dared to hide anything, and told all the good things he had done.

For example, he already knew that the Three Lives Mirror of Qingyun Sect fell into Xie Zhuo's hands.

For another example, at the moment he was taken in, he was still a little bit sober, and before entering reincarnation, he would force the spirit of the mirror of three lives out, and put his obsession into it.

Xie Zhuo wanted to cut off his obsession, but he let that obsession stay in the depths of Xie Zhuo's sea of ​​consciousness, and no one could touch it.

Xie Zhuo: "..."

Xie Zhuo laughed angrily at him.

The long sword in his hand flickered, unused for many years, and the aura belonging to Jianzong erupted vigorously, evoking Xuan Xiao's previous memories.

It seems... When he made a mistake in the past, his uncle treated him like that.

"Uncle!" He was slightly startled, and quickly backed away.

Xie Zhuo didn't catch up, but only cast a cold glance at him: "Get back."

He is not in good health, so he is too lazy to chase.

What's more, does Xuan Xiao use him to chase after him?

The man in the red robe looked proudly at the flustered sword master in the distance, waited for him to come back to his side little by little, and stretched out his hand cautiously.

"Master uncle is lighter." Xuan Xiao said this to his master uncle a long time ago.

At that time, Xiao Xuanxiao had fear in his eyes, as well as trust in his uncle.

But now Xuan Xiao, who has gone through vicissitudes, only has nostalgia for the past in his eyes.

For countless days, being taught a lesson by his uncle has become his extravagant wish.

Today's life is something he couldn't even ask for.

The sword body made a soft sound when it fell on Xuan Xiao's hand, but his lips hooked up involuntarily.