Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

After speaking, he wanted to sew his mouth shut again.

How could such dirty things be said in front of Sword Master Xuanxiao?

Today, he might be strung together into candied haws.

"Ah."

Ok?

The old man looked up in surprise, but he saw that there was not much anger in Xuan Xiao's expression, on the contrary, he was happy to see the future behind the clouds?

What is he rejoicing about?

"Thank you." A moment later, Xuan Xiao sincerely thanked the old man.

"If it is useful, I will be grateful."

"No... no thanks." The old man couldn't help touching the beads of sweat on his forehead, thinking that it's fine if you don't bother me because of this method, and I don't need to thank me.

He saw Xuan Xiao's fascinated appearance after hearing this question, and he couldn't help but said wittily: "Little old man, I will leave first, Master Jian..." Think about it slowly.

Don't think about it, and give him a sword after the fall.

After waiting for the people to leave, Xuan Xiao sat in front of the hall and didn't speak for a long time.

After a long time, I couldn't help chuckling, and chuckling again.

what is this?It doesn't take a lot of effort to find nowhere after breaking through the iron shoes?

If he had known about this method earlier, he might have cured Master Uncle long ago.

He got up suddenly and walked towards where Xie Zhuo was.

At this moment, Xie Zhuo was soaking in the pool of blood, the blood streaks on his face had already spread to his forehead, and he was just about to reach Tianling, completely causing him to lose his life.

"Uncle Master." Xuan Xiao dipped his fingertips into the blood, seriously feeling the chaotic aura, and finally noticed it when Xie Zhuo's aura trembled.

That breath ran along the breath from Xie Zhuo's body, blending into the irritable chaos, letting him settle down temporarily.

But this is tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst, and will only hasten Xie Zhuo's death.

but now……

different...

Xuan Xiao's throat rolled slightly, and he rubbed Xie Zhuo's neck with his fingertips.

With his movements, the red color on Xie Zhuo's neck slowly faded, and Xuan Xiao's body also had the same chaotic atmosphere as Xie Zhuo's.

In an instant, Xie Zhuo opened his eyes, frightened and angry: "Are you crazy?"

Xuan Xiao leaned over and carried the man out of the pool of blood.

The blood slid down Xie Zhuo's body smoothly, without staining Xuan Xiao's clothes at all.

However, at this moment, Xie Zhuo's eyes were scarletr than the blood.

He wished he could kill the little beast in front of him, how dare he touch this chaotic energy?

After these years of torment, Xie Zhuo couldn't understand this chaotic atmosphere very well.

As long as you touch your body, never try to break free, even if you force it out, you will return in an instant, making people never have peace.

These days, Xuan Xiao always wanted to share the burden for him, but was stopped by him.

But now, if he didn't pay attention, he really let this brat succeed.

Xie Zhuo was so angry that his chest heaved up and down, and he gritted his teeth: "You really want me to die!"

Want to piss him off!

Xuan Xiao gently kissed Xie Zhuo's temples, calming down his irritable mood a little.

"Master Uncle," he casually pinched Xie Zhuo's earballs, "If you're not alive, what's the point of me being alive?"

In the past, Xie Zhuo was hanging in front of him, and knowing that there was a chance to meet, he could force himself to cheer up and build this so-called heavenly prison.

But if Xie Zhuo died, he thought he would lose all hope.

Instead of dying worthlessly at that time, it is better to try now to see if he can use this method to force the breath out of Xie Zhuo's body.

Xuan Xiao's thoughts raced in his mind, but he said in his mouth: "Don't worry, I found a solution to this thing."