After I died, the cold beauty fell from the altar

"How did you come?"

Seeing that it was Ning Xuansheng, the person in the rattan chair squinted his eyes again, resting his fingers on the side of the chair, tapping lightly again and again.

The young man's previous spirit seemed to have been wiped out, and he became gloomy, but he still did not forget to salute neatly: "Disciple Ning Xuansheng has met the master of Changzhao Palace."

The man's fingertips paused without leaving any traces, and he didn't speak.

"I remember Master said that the No. 13 style of Xuanyin swordsmanship is in his heart, not on paper,"

He looked at the young man in the rattan chair who looked like an ancient well, and couldn't help but feel sour in his nostrils, "When the master is willing to write the No. 13 sword technique on paper, the disciple will understand what the master is thinking. "

The young man wanted to smile gratifiedly, but unexpectedly his eyes were bent, water droplets ran out from inside involuntarily, and landed on the sword manual in his hand.

He wiped it in a hurry, desperately suppressing the trembling in his voice: "The master failed to hand over the things to the hall master, so the disciple had to do it for him."

"Leave it alone."

The young man seemed a little tired, and pointed to the stone table next to him.

Ning Xuansheng put the wine jar and the sword manual on the table together, and was about to return the gift, but he heard the human say: "Little fat man is gone too?"

There was a faint sigh in the end of his voice, and it had dissipated in the wind before he listened carefully.

"Junior Brother Qiu, he did it to save me..."

Sadness turned into waves again, hitting his heart that was still alive and dead.

"See you later, he just went to reincarnation earlier."

There is no emotion hidden in his voice, just like the passer-by spectator, explaining the clarity of the spectator.

"The disciple understands that it was the disciple who lost his composure, please forgive me, the Hall Master."

Ning Xuan couldn't help wiping away tears, her sleeves were soaked with tears, and then suddenly remembered something, she was extremely sad and heartbroken, and had to cry loudly, "Junior Brother Qiu can still enter reincarnation, my master But the soul is shattered, there is no sign of reincarnation, the disciple knows that his deep gratitude has been exhausted, and the teacher and friend of life and death, only hate himself for being a mayfly in the world, tossing and falling, powerless."

The sound of crying lingered in the empty Changzhao Hall, and it seemed that even the wind was whimpering.

The little apprentice squatted in the mournful cry, his ear tips moved, and then fell down silently. He lay down beside the stone lamp, his gaze jumped over the heartbroken young man, and landed on the man in the wicker chair.

【It's all sad, why do some people cry, while others are so calm? 】

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In March of Nanhua Dao Xing Festival, white paper Kong Ming flew on the top of the mountain, drifting into the dark night.

The elders have learned from the painful experience and are determined to thoroughly investigate the cause of the incident.

Before He Jing's injury healed, he dragged his sick body overnight to discuss with everyone the strangeness of the demon cultivator's large-scale attack on Nanhua Road.

They dare to be so rampant, they must know that Lord Qingxiao is practicing in seclusion, and there is a discord within Nanhua Dao.

Yue Zhi thought of it almost immediately: "Could it be... Shu Yun?"

Indeed, he is very familiar with the affairs of Nanhua Dao, and he came to the door aggressively before, but thanks to Zhexuan's intervention, he avoided a crisis.

After hearing this, He Jing shook his head: "No matter what that Zhuzi Shuyun said, he was also from a Taoist sect, so how could he collude with the Demon Realm!"

"Mr. He, look at you, you are so old, you are still so superficial, that shameless person went crazy and dared to do anything!"

Meng Qijun has a headache when he thinks of Qin Zhaozhu.

"What everyone said is reasonable, but combined with the previous gold-threaded evil-fighting compass in the library, it is most likely that my Taoist sect has been mixed with the eyes and ears of the demon world, so the demon world dared to launch a strong attack!"

Yun Xingyou's words woke everyone up, and then they remembered that there was a strange person in the Daoist sect who hadn't been found out since the golden silk compass for warding off evil was turned!

And not long after this incident happened, Nanhua Road was attacked, it seems that it really has something to do with that alien!

"What happened recently, the old man has sent a message to the head, everyone, please remember, if the aliens are not eliminated, we must not be careless for a day!"

"I will definitely remember He Lao's motto!"

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The moon hangs dusty in the clouds like thin smoke, looking at the mountains and fields that are completely silent.

Su Wan poured wine into the sapphire porcelain cup, held the cup and looked at it for a long time, and his thoughts returned to the day when the demon world attacked. In fact, before getting rid of those demon cultivators, he asked them whether they listened to what they said and made a large-scale attack South China Road.

The leader said that he was the master of the Queyin Luomen. He had never heard of the place of the Queyin Luomen, and he didn't know their master, but he always felt that this matter probably had something to do with Qin Zhaozhu.

Only he would think that his brother was assassinated by Nanhua Dao and imprisoned in a dungeon that would never see the light of day.

He sipped the pure and transparent wine in the glass, the taste was elegant and delicate, the taste was long and fragrant, and there was a faint feeling of sweetness on the tip of his tongue, it was indeed a good wine.

Su Wan picked up another sapphire cup, shook the wine in it, and suddenly raised his hand to pour the wine in the cup under a piece of green bamboo.

Then he sealed the wine jar, and cast a spell to bury it back in the earth.

"What's wrong with this wine?"

The system asked him.

Su Wan didn't answer, and walked out of Changzhao Hall slowly with his hands behind his back, and walked along the stone steps to the pavilion at the top of Yanyan Peak.

Overlooking the mountain scenery, the lights lit by the disciples during the sacrifice were brilliant, illuminating the entire Fuyu Mountain as if it were daytime.

"This place is no longer interesting."

His face was reflected in the shining light, and he said lightly.

"Master Host, this is your safe zone."

The system vaguely knew what he wanted to do and couldn't help reminding him.

"It is also the cage that restrains me."

Su Wan smiled slightly, "It's time for me, it's time to go between heaven and earth."

"Master host, don't forget, as soon as you leave the Daomen, the system will automatically summon beasts to attack you, and your chance of survival will be only 50%. Even so, do you still want to leave?"

"Whether I go or stay is beyond your control."

Su Wan raised his face, the reflection of a crescent moon appeared in his glass bead-like pupils.

"Master host, although Mo Qiuzhe's incident is regrettable, it is really an old enmity, and it is not because of you that it became like this. You must not be affected by this incident."

The system tries to change his mind.

Unexpectedly, the host, his face was stunned, and then he sneered, "You don't think that I left Nanhua Road to make atonement for the original owner?"

"No, isn't it?"

"What does the immoral thing done by the original owner have anything to do with me!"

Su Wan spread his five fingers, and the sword manual of Xuanyin swordsmanship suddenly appeared in his hand, and he said with a sigh: "It's all because Mo Qiuzhe is too insidious, he is dead, and you still have to make me owe him favors. Knowing this, I didn’t learn his swordsmanship back then.”

For him, the hardest thing in the world to repay is affection.

The man's soul was scattered across the sea, mountains and rivers, and what he can do to return him is to find those broken souls and piece them together one by one, so as to send him on the road to death.

How high the original master's cultivation level is, he already has a certain number in his mind. When Mo Qiuzhe did not create the Xuanyin sword technique, the original master cultivated Yuanying. It is impossible that hundreds of years have passed and he is still stagnant in the Yuanying stage .

Combined with encountering a bottleneck every time he practiced, he guessed that there must be something in his body that suppressed all his cultivation.

It's a pity that the qi channel has traveled back and forth many times to explore, but still can't detect the abnormality of this body.

Standing on a high peak, covered by clouds and fog, if he can only see flowers in the fog, but cannot see the sun through the clouds, then it is futile for him to stay in the cage.

As for the characteristics of this system, it just happened to be a dungeon for him to brush up his experience, and he decided to go the way, even if the king of heaven came, he would never want to stop him!

The flame-flaming red-gold long sword suddenly floated into the air, the young man's three-finger seals were formed, and his fingertips ignited bright red. Above the enchantment of light, tightly crouched among the Fuyu Mountains, turning into a divine lord who guards the mountain spirits.

His eyes were burning, and he held his sword and rolled his sleeves. From a distance, he saw a purple light flashing across the library pavilion like a shooting star, and quickly hit a human figure in the mountain. A crisp whistle sounded, and several sword shadows in each hall moved towards the beast shadow. fly away.

Tsk, he is a stupid apprentice, he can't hide his animal spirit anymore, he got out of Nanhua Dao earlier, and now he was discovered by the golden thread evil spirit warding compass, it must have something to do with this attack from the demon world!

Su Wan didn't mind meddling in other matters, so she took the wind and headed for the mountain gate of Nanhua Road.

The night was very long, amidst the chirping of insects, the boy got up from the bushes, the two fluffy animal ears growing on his head moved, his golden eyes sharpened, he leaped forward nimbly, dodged The chasing Baidao Jianguang!

He didn't stop, and ran towards the forest without turning his head. When he reached the stone steps at the entrance of Tangting Peak, the familiar bamboo fragrance penetrated into his nostrils, making him stop abruptly.

【It happened!He is here too! 】

Looking up, a young man in a smoky green cloud brocade and bamboo pattern robe was standing in front of the mountain gate, the scarlet golden lightsaber in his hand was burning with sparks, emitting a compelling scorching heat.

The young man bared his claws and sawed his teeth, with a ferocious expression, his amber pupils gleamed with a sinister light, and his whole body was full of dangerous aura and untamable wildness.

He stared at this person relentlessly, knowing how strong his strength was, but he still had to fight desperately, trying to win life for himself.

The young man turned around slowly, as if he had just discovered him, his face was still as indifferent as when he was looking at him, he didn't care about his ears and fangs at all, and said in a bad tone, "Don't get in the way, get out!"

"..."

He froze for a moment, unable to understand the meaning of the man's words, he first sensed the sword light that was chasing after him stabbing him coming again!

The young man rolled to the ground in a hurry, and suddenly saw the person in front of him throwing a long sword in his hand, firefly-like sparks fell from the sky, and the sharp edge of the sword pierced directly into the huge stone inscribed with the words "Nanhua Road" in front of the door.

The powerful sword energy swayed away, scattering the surrounding silver and white sword light, but the fire light of the Chixuan sword was completely extinguished within a moment, and the scorching heat subsided, leaving only the pitch black as cold as ink.

He watched the figure of the man disappear in the woods, and was soon engulfed in darkness.

The young man looked back at the purple light emitted from the Library Pavilion, hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and followed the young man's steps into the woods.

"Master host, it's fine if you release a half-soul to guard the barrier of Nanhua Dao, why don't you even take the Chixuan sword, do you look down on me?"

The system chirped in his ear.

"If you have this spare time, go and fix your bug."

Su Wan said casually as the clothes brushed against the short grass.

It's been a long time since he walked out of the barrier, and he didn't see the shadow of half a beast!Apart from……

He stopped, squinting his eyelashes, and out of the corner of his eye, he could see a pair of gray and white animal ears protruding from the branches and leaves not far behind him.

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感谢在2022-04-1419:48:17-2022-04-1521:49:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

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