After the rebirth, the master takes orders and asks him

Xie Jincheng did not touch it.

Last night he threw the person on the bed, leaned over, and the person under him wrapped around him like a water snake, but he just felt bored.

Without any impulse or thought.

If you want to find someone to make a stove, the person under you is not very useful.

It was neither interesting nor beneficial, so he got up, let the man get off the bed, and fell asleep by himself,

If you want Yunrong to feel uncomfortable, just put on a show.

But he couldn't figure out how Yunrong knew.

"I was the one in there last night. Don't I know better than you whether I touched him or not?"

He grabbed Yunrong's wrist and prevented him from leaving.

The wrist immediately turned red.

Xie Jincheng's hand strength has never been measured, he always forgets that this person has no cultivation at all, and is no different from ordinary people.

Or it was intentional.

Yun Rong frowned in pain, but didn't move, she was already used to it, watching Xie Jincheng grab his hand and said:

"You didn't touch him, but you deliberately lied to me just to make me feel bad?"

He turned around and frowned at Xie Jincheng.

"Unfortunately, I don't believe it."

Xie Jincheng squinted his eyes, feeling extremely displeased with his confidence.

But he guessed right again.

He just didn't touch it.

This feeling of being pierced by Yunrong made him feel a little annoyed.

"I really don't want to touch him."

Yun Rong remained silent.

Xie Jincheng raised his chin, forced him to look into his eyes, and said word by word: "Because he is useless to my cultivation, what I want is Mu Se..."

Sure enough, there was something more on Yun Rong's calm and unhurried face.

Xie Jincheng continued to laugh and said, "Or, it's Chunjun."

"Thank you Jincheng!"

Yun Rong was angry for the first time.

"You can do anything to me, because this is what I want and I owe you, but Chunjun doesn't owe you, you can't touch him!"

It was because he knew Xie Jincheng's current methods that he was so afraid.

Xie Jincheng can take revenge on him in any way, and there is nothing he can't bear.

But Chunjun had been with him for a hundred years, and when he was wise, he would softly call him master. Those years of loneliness and despair were spent by Chunjun silently by his side.

That was the only person he cared about besides Xie Jincheng.

Xie Jincheng withdrew his smile.

"What if I have to move him?"

Yun Rong frowned stubbornly, breathing more and more heavily, the expression on his face was no longer as calm as before, and even faintly tinged with anger.

"I won't let you touch him."

"What can you do? What will you do?"

Xie Jincheng clung to his ears, his voice was cold, and the expression in his eyes was as deep as a bottomless cold pool:

"Kill me again?"

Yun Rong's body froze, her heart trembled with pain, and she said in a hoarse voice:

"……No…"

Xie Jincheng sneered, shook off his hand, and said coldly:

"The more you care, the more I want to touch him. Even if you want to kill me, you don't have this chance!"

He hooked his lips and said with a smile: "Now you are just a waste, a prisoner."

Yun Rong looked at him with a pale face, looked at the seriousness in his eyes, and murmured:

"Are you going to completely cut off the retreat between you and me?"

Xie Jincheng sneered, as if he thought his words were ridiculous.

Looking at him heartlessly, he said word by word:

"Between you and me, there is never a way out, only you die and live, until death!"

"I hate you, I want to torture you, take revenge on you, the only purpose of keeping your life is to watch you die in pain!"

Yun Rong stared at him blankly.

He was waiting for a way out, but Xie Jincheng told him clearly that there was no.

There is no way out.

At the end of this road, there is only one dead end.

"How can you stop hating me so much?"

Yun Rong asked feebly, not sure if he was asking Xie Jincheng or himself.

If it was before going to the Mortal Realm, he would never have asked this question like this, because he knew that Xie Jincheng would never like him, so whether he hated him or not was not that important.

I just want to save my life to protect him until he no longer needs to protect him.

But at that moment in Mortal Realm, he clearly said it!

No matter how much he hated him, he still liked him, even if he had killed him, he would not let go.

He said that likes and hates are impossible to cancel each other out.

It was this obsession, this meager hope, that made him think of finding a way out for the two of them at all costs amidst Xie Jincheng's undisguised hatred.

He stubbornly thought that when his hatred dissipated, the two of them would be able to return to the beginning.

But Xie Jin didn't think so.

For him, the end of hatred is death, and when he has enough revenge, he will kill Yun Rong.

He really didn't like this person at all.

When Xie Jincheng heard him asking himself this question, he stopped in his walking steps, turned his head slowly, and smiled cruelly:

"Okay, I'll give you this chance."

Yun Rong looked up.

"Bring Chunjun to me, I want all his cultivation and his essence." Xie Jincheng said with his lips curled up, "In this way, I will hate you less."

Yunrong took a deep breath: "You know this is impossible."

Xie Jincheng also looked at him with disdain: "What you asked is also impossible."

"As for Chunjun, I want him, why should I rely on you?"

Xie Jincheng left while talking.

Yun Rong immediately wanted to stop him.

"Where are you going?"

Xie Jincheng avoided him easily, and said with a smile:

"Naturally, destroy the things you care about. After all, if you are uncomfortable, I will be happy."

Looking at the back of Xie Jincheng's leaving, Yun Rong was left on the spot, furious.

"Thank you Jincheng!!"

He couldn't catch up, and he couldn't control the sword after losing all his cultivation.

In the back mountain bamboo forest.

Chun Jun closed his eyes and sat on the ground practicing. He was dressed in a flame-like red dress. The blood-red beads on his chest glowed faintly, and the pure Jun sword with a snow-white bridge was put aside.

Suddenly, Chun Jun got out of the sheath and slashed at the person who came.

With a wave of Xie Jincheng's hand, the sword flew out and stabbed hard into the ground.

Chun Jun opened his eyes, looked at him, and said coldly:

"The master won't let me trouble you, so you'd better not provoke me."

Xie Jincheng looked at him.

A pair of single phoenix eyes are breathtaking, lips are red like blood, and her face is beautiful, so beautiful that she is extremely aggressive.

Yun Rong is stunningly beautiful, and he is soul-stirringly beautiful. Compared with them, they are not much less.

Compared with the male pet that Su Yu gave him yesterday, it was much better.

Xie Jincheng laughed when he heard the words: "Do you think you are my opponent now?"

"Chunjun said impatiently," tell me, what are you doing here? "

Xie Jincheng walked over and knelt down in front of him, Ruyu's face had an inexplicable smile, but his eyes were emotionless, his sudden approach made Chun Jun inexplicably terrified.

"I want to try with you." Xie Jincheng said with a smile.

Chun Jun froze for a moment, subconsciously frowned and asked, "Try what..."

He was just about to ask what to try, when suddenly a voice in his memory broke into his ears.

That year, he was so angry that Ji Xuan hid him in the sword. After the man forced him out with shameless means, he said in his ear:

"Try it?"

Then I took him to a cloud and rain in Wushan...

After he understood what he meant so suddenly, the Chunjun sword stuck on the ground flew up again, and stabbed at Xie Jincheng.

"you wanna die!"

The red beads on Chun Jun's chest were emitting red light, one after another, which caught Xie Jincheng's attention.

After he easily dodged the attack, his eyes fell on his blood-red bead, and he clearly sensed the ray of living soul protected there.

"So you used your essence to protect the person inside." Xie Jincheng smiled, "I'm curious, who is inside?"

Chunjun held the bead in front of him, and stared at him coldly: "It has nothing to do with you."

This person is not the Xie Jincheng from Mortal Realm who is very kind to Yunrong, nor the person Ji Xuan took his life to fulfill, he doesn't like him at all.

Xie Jincheng narrowed his eyes: "It does matter, because I not only want your cultivation, but also your essence."

With his cultivation base gone, he can still cultivate, but with his essence gone, he can only die and disappear completely.

Although the sword spirit is dead, as long as the timing is right, Chun Junjian will give birth to a new sword spirit many years later.

Xie Jincheng wanted the Chunjun sword, but he didn't want the sword spirit in front of him.

He suddenly got into trouble and shot at Chunjun.

Chun Jun immediately fought back to fight him, almost in full swing.

After more than a dozen moves, he was still defeated by Xie Jincheng's unhurried attack. He slapped him on the left shoulder, and he staggered and bent over to lean against the boulder behind him.

"Well--"

He covered his chest, looked up and frowned at Xie Jincheng.

"what are you going to do?"

Xie Jincheng approached, Chunjun immediately pushed him with his hands, but he twisted his wrist, and said coldly:

"do not move."

Chun Jun's face was pale from the pain, and the corners of his eyes were red.

Xie Jincheng raised his chin, looked at that exquisite face, frowned, and moved his eyes down inch by inch, and landed on his body wrapped in red.

He hesitated for no reason.

Do it?

Chun Jun has a good appearance and a high level of cultivation, even touching him can make Yunrong suffer, killing three birds with one stone, he has no reason not to do it.

Now that he has chosen this path of revenge and stepped into hell, he is not afraid to drag everyone down to be buried together.

He reached out to Chun Jun's belt and pulled it down without hesitation.

Then he suddenly realized something, frowned, and suddenly looked up at Chun Jun who was staring at him with scarlet eyes, and immediately sealed the violent spiritual power on him.

The voice was a little shocked:

"You want to blow yourself up?"

Chun Jun gritted his teeth and said with a sneer:

"If you are interested in my body, you can do whatever you want, but if you want to insult me ​​like this alive, go ahead and dream!"

Xie Jincheng was stunned for a moment, then quickly recovered and said with a smile:

"You are too confident. You can't even die if your master wants to die. You can only live to be humiliated and tortured by me, let alone you?"

Chun Jun looked disdainful.

"He just doesn't want to die. If he really wants to die, you can't keep him!"

His confident appearance made Xie Jincheng frowned, and said with a cold snort, "Really?"

After all, regardless of Chunjun's angry eyes, he pulled his collar, yanked it down fiercely, and said coldly:

"I will do it, you don't even have the right to die."

Chunjun clasped his hands into the stone behind him, and said angrily with red eyes, "Get out! Don't touch me!"

Xie Jincheng felt the aura in the red bead on his chest, and always felt an inexplicable familiarity, but he couldn't remember it, and felt a little dazed.

So he stretched out his hand to his chest.

"Thank you Jincheng!"

Yunrong's cold voice was a little sullen.

In the next second, a blade of a sword touched his back.

"Let him go."