After the rebirth, the master takes orders and asks him

Xie Jincheng was brought back to Wanjianzong, the hall where the suzerain had imprisoned him before, his eyebrows moved, and he was not afraid, and naturally chose a place to sit down with a very blunt expression.

The suzerain saw that he was so familiar with an ugly expression on his face, he stood aside and said: "You have a big heart."

Xie Jincheng smiled nonchalantly.

"Otherwise? If you cry, make trouble and hang yourself, will you let me go?"

The suzerain's words: "No."

"Then what are you talking about!" Xie Jincheng snorted coldly.

He looked around and saw that there was no food in the hall, raised his brows, and said arrogantly to people:

"I'm hungry, please ask the suzerain to prepare some food for me."

The suzerain glared, with a ferocious expression on his face: "Did you forget that you are now a prisoner! There is not much left in your cultivation base, and you still think you are calling the wind and rain like before?"

Xie Jincheng leaned on the bed and said: "If I starve to death, your master will be unhappy, and he still expects to use me to threaten Yunrong, don't do anything bad."

The suzerain gritted his teeth.

"If you don't eat a meal, you won't starve to death!"

Xie Jincheng shook his head and smiled brightly: "I am a very noble person. I can't stand hunger. When I am hungry, I want to seek death. If you die, you will suffer disaster. Those two people will not let you go."

The suzerain sneered: "Don't fool me, are you willing to die?"

Xie Jincheng slightly hooked his lips, that smile was very annoying to him, and said confidently:

"Tianyue wants to threaten Yunrong with me, so I have to cooperate happily. In my previous life, I could cut my own heart open, and I died twice. You know how cruel I am."

The suzerain glared at him, remembering what this man did to Yun Rong back then, he knew that he was really ruthless, ruthless to others, and even more ruthless to himself.

He snorted heavily, and reluctantly walked out, not forgetting to lock the palace door tightly with magic.

Xie Jincheng took a look and felt that he was unnecessary.

Even if he can get out of this door, he can't get out of Wan Jianzong, he doesn't even bother to run.

Squinting his eyes, someone brought him food.

Even if he is a prisoner, he can't wrong himself.

With his clothes still untucked, he half leaned on the bed and squinted in this position for a while, when he heard the sound of the door opening.

Lifting his eyelids a little, the strong light from the opening of the palace door pierced his eyes, forcing him to squint.

After getting used to it, I finally saw the person clearly.

It is Tianyue.

Xie Jincheng straightened up and sat up.

The two exact faces looked at each other, as if embracing themselves in a mirror, inexplicably weird.

It's just that Tianyue's expression is colder and more indifferent, that indifferent and blank expression looks fake, like a delicate portrait.

Xie Jincheng's eyes are completely different from his, flexible and lively, with a smile in his eyes, the whole person is very lively, when he looks at Yunrong, he is gentle and tender, and his eyes are full of affection. Satire.

"Picking up unwanted things, what is this called?"

Tianyue ignored his ridicule and said calmly:

"If you don't provoke him, I won't bother with you."

Xie Jincheng frowned when he heard the words, and said with a sneer:

"Is he yours? Do you have to live according to your ideas? Who does he like, what he wants to do, what he doesn't want to do, you have no right to interfere!"

Tianyue stepped forward and walked in step by step from the door. The harsh footsteps echoed in the empty hall, disturbing Xie Jincheng's brows.

This man really annoys him everywhere.

There is indeed a natural repulsion and dislike.

Just as she was frowning and thinking, Tianyue had already walked in front of him, pinched his chin violently, lowered her eyes and said:

"he's mine."

Xie Jincheng was stunned for a while, and quickly went to catch the fleeting possessiveness in his eyes, so he grabbed the hand of the person in front of him, stared into his eyes and said:

"Unfortunately, he only wants me."

Xie Jincheng saw a flash of sullenness in his eyes.

Without waiting for him to say anything, Xie Jincheng continued to laugh and said:

"Speaking of which, as long as you are willing, that sword can still regenerate a new sword spirit. His loyalty and strength will not be any worse than the original one. Why do you have to stare at that wisp of remnant soul? Such a waste of time and effort, why insist on the original one coming back?"

Tianyue's deep pupils dimmed, and the inside was pitch black, as if to swallow Xie Jincheng into it.

"What do you want to say?"

"You know what I want to say." Xie Jincheng narrowed his eyes, "You can't let go of the sword spirit from before, you are not as indifferent to him as you thought, and you even wanted him to die in the first place to prevent him from harboring evil intentions Is it because you really feel uncomfortable by your side, or because..."

"You do not dare?"

A soft sentence, but it was like a stone hitting Tianyue's calm eyes, causing ripples to spread out little by little.

Tianyue's hand pinching his neck slowly tightened.

"nonsense."

Xie Jincheng was forced to raise his neck, but his eyes showed no fear at all. He leaned into Tianyue's ear and said with difficulty:

"Is it...? Then...how did I come...?"

Tianyue threw the person out and hit the wall heavily, making a loud noise.

This movement frightened the suzerain who had just entered the door, and the tray in his hand almost flew out. Seeing the face of the always calm god twisted, he looked at the culprit in admiration.

You are really capable.

Xie Jincheng gasped in pain, pressed his trembling hand, sat up from the ground with a mocking face, took a breath, wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth indifferently, glanced at him and tilted his head and smiled:

"Look, you're all angry."

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【Why did you make him so angry?Aren't you the one who suffers? 】

Xie Jincheng lazily rolled his eyelids and said: [Just kidnap Yunrong away from me for two lifetimes, do you think he can make my life easier?Since it is destined to be difficult, then I can't make him comfortable. 】

After taking a breath, he leaned on the wall and tried to stand up a little bit, but failed, and sat on the ground, his breathing was still a little unsteady, but the smile on his face remained unchanged.

"I'm even thinking, if you don't like me and Yun Rong so much, is it because the person in your heart is dead, so you can't see others well?"

Tianyue has practiced for tens of thousands of years, and his state of mind is not comparable to that of Xie Jincheng. The loss of control just now subsided quickly.

Xie Jincheng could no longer see anything from his eyes.

Seeing him walking in front of her step by step, squatting down to look at her, a trace of vigilance arose in her heart.

Tianyue said lightly: "Your existence is to accommodate my emotions that I shouldn't have at the beginning. It was useless in the first place, but now—"

He suddenly moved closer, very close, as if he wanted to merge with Xie Jincheng.

"It's kind of useful."

He stood up and looked down at Xie Jincheng, as if he had lost interest in torturing him, or had something more important to do.

"As long as you are always in my body, he can only obediently be a handy weapon in my hand."

"Since this feeling can't be broken no matter what, why don't I follow the trend and take advantage of it?"

Xie Jincheng has recovered a little now, and he is not annoyed. Even if he is annoyed, he doesn't want to show it to make this person happy. He raised his head and scoffed:

"It's lucky that you can say such shameless words without reddening your face. You really are shameless and invincible."

Faced with Xie Jincheng's ridicule, Tianyue was already indifferent.

But this little trick of beating and scolding the other party didn't seem to be enough to punish his offense, so he moved his fingers, and Xie Jincheng's body slowly floated up from the ground, his limbs were imprisoned, and hung in front of him.

Xie Jincheng reckoned that he would have to beat himself up again, so he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, and closed his eyes without gnawing.

Tianyue didn't move him, just pressed against his ear, and said with unconcealable malice in her calm voice:

"When you merge with me, I will leave you with a ray of consciousness, and then—"

He said in a cold voice without any emotion:

"Let you watch me do it to him."

Xie Jincheng opened his eyes, which were burning with anger.

"you wanna die!"

Tianyue blinked her eyes lightly, as if admiring his current expression, the corners of her lips raised an almost invisible angle.

"A thing like a sword spirit can kill the enemy on the top, and warm the bed on the bottom. Make the best use of it."

Xie Jincheng almost gritted his teeth, staring at him intently.

He didn't want to be angry at first, but thinking of that scene made people feel heartwarming, and he couldn't help retorting:

"Oh, you are not afraid that he will stab you to death with a sword on the bed, you can give it a try!"

Tianyue said lightly:

"As a sword spirit, you can never do anything to your master. It's not because you don't want to, but because you can't."

"So what if he can fight against me now? He can't touch me, otherwise, where do you think I am confident?"

Xie Jincheng struggled desperately, he would rather blow himself up again than let this bastard be happy.

Tianyue seemed to know what he was thinking, she put her palm on his forehead, closed her eyes half-closed, and said condescendingly:

"Remember to resist now? It's too late!"

Xie Jincheng really felt that his three souls and seven souls were about to be sucked away by him, so he could only use his own consciousness to resist desperately, gritted his teeth, and his eyes were red.

The muscles around his neck were violent, and his eyes were fixed on one place.

Tianyue raised her eyebrows: "Don't struggle, with your little consciousness, it will be a matter of time before you are assimilated by me."

The strength in his hand increased, and he received it severely.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

A burst of painful cries that almost pierced the eardrum penetrated the hall, and the birds scattered, shaking with fright.

When all the movement disappeared completely, only Tianyue and the chief suzerain were left in the hall.

The suzerain shrank back in fear, watching Tianyue leave quietly, not daring to mention the matter of helping him ascend, silently wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Spirit world.

Auspicious clouds are shrouded in golden light, and the endless white that symbolizes nobility is endless, and the eaves of buildings stand among the clouds, and the solemn bells are ringing and spreading around.

The Immortal Attendant was sitting waiting in the Tianyue Temple, when he suddenly noticed a familiar and powerful wave of spiritual energy, he immediately stood up to greet him, bowed his hands and said:

"Welcome Xianjun to return."

The lowered head frowned, feeling that there seemed to be someone else's breath on Xianjun.

"What's the matter?" Tianyue asked as she walked into the hall.

Even though the fairy servant was afraid, he didn't dare to hide it, so he could only tell the truth: "I don't know who has stolen Yan Ge, and I don't know where to go. The entire God Realm has been searched for by Zhanxian. I can't find it everywhere..."

Yange, Tianyue's natal sword.

Tianyue stretched out her hand, and that strange long sword appeared in her palm.

The fairy's eyes widened suddenly.

Tianyue said: "There is no need to look for it."

Immortal attendant paused, then hesitated and said: "Do you want Xiaoxian to take him back to Qianyuan Hall to continue guarding?"

Since the sword spirit disappeared, Xianjun has never used this foot again, only used the formation to shock the magic energy above, and sent people to guard it, as if waiting for something.

"No, you go down." Tianyue retracted her sword and walked into the hall.

"Yes, Xiaoxian will leave."

The fairy attendant was about to retreat, when the entire God Realm suddenly shook, golden light burst forth, countless colorful spirits whirled and chirped, bells rang, the huge sky seemed to open a hole, and a person walked out slowly from inside.

The fairy waiter opened his eyes wide and said: "This... is this someone from the lower realm ascending?"

But those auspicious clouds are quite strange, there is a faint black in the gold, and the two are entangled.

Such a different appearance reminded him of that Yan Ge, that sword spirit.

Tianyue turned her head, with a satisfied look on her face.

It came quickly.

All the immortals from all walks of life were attracted by this strange phenomenon, followed them to the Tianyue Temple, and paused outside the hall. They really couldn't afford to provoke this killing god, but they wanted to watch the excitement again.

Before making a decision, a golden light flew out from the gap just now, and flew straight towards the people in the palace!

With a fierce and murderous look!

This extremely familiar Ren Leng murderous aura made all the immortals tremble suddenly, remembering the memory engraved in their bones, and paused.

But Tianyue didn't care, and didn't even bother to block it.

He knew that this person could not hurt himself.

As a result, the pupils shrank suddenly in the next second, and he stared blankly at the big hole in his heart, and froze there.