After I died, the cold beauty fell from the altar

The wind blew into the window, shaking the door "creaking", the bamboo corridor rustled, and a few thin leaves fell on the green clothes.

The young man broke free from the shackles of the past, his eyes were empty, he stared blankly at the crossbeam for a while, and then half-closed his eyes in extreme fatigue: "Didn't you say that in order to increase the difficulty of the task, as long as I leave Nanhua Road, I will Will it attract beasts to chase and kill them?"

Recalling the time in the ghost world, this setting of the system didn't seem to have any effect.

"Dear host, in view of the fact that you had a profound "promoting (wēi) knee (bī) long (lì) talk (yòu)" with the system last time by the lake, the system thinks what you said is very reasonable, so temporarily This feature is turned off! "

"Let's go."

"..."

The system was silent for a while, and then said bravely, "Master Host, I'm sorry, this function can't be turned on for the time being."

"reason."

"It is detected here that the host's desire to survive is lower than 80%, and the hunting function cannot be activated."

Su Wan opened his eyes suddenly, and laughed sarcastically: "What do you mean? You think I want to die?"

He sat up from the side of the couch, looking at the swaying green bamboo with dark eyes: "How can a person like me not want to live? I have to go back and continue to make trouble with that old guy. If I die, I will die." He agrees."

Catching the falling leaves, he crushed them bit by bit with his fingertips, and said to himself, "Why don't I want to live?"

Perhaps it is because of all the memories of the original owner, and looking at everything in Nanhua Road, it always feels more familiar.

The disciples in the Taoist school still changed their faces when they saw him, and wrote "panic and fear" in their body language.

"Who doesn't know that the master of Changzhao Palace is arrogant and violent, relying on himself as the root of Heavenly Fire, he always makes trouble with the master!"

"He is a despicable villain who took advantage of others' danger and assassinated the head!"

They obviously didn't speak, but these voices appeared in his ears automatically.

The past of the original owner is engraved in his bones, so that sometimes he can't tell who he is. That person lives in the comments and scolding of others every day. It should be impossible to say that he doesn't care.

Although none of the apprentices taught by Lord Qing Xiao was flawless in character, but even so, he had to admit that, except for Qin Zhaozhu, none of the apprentices he taught was sorry for Nanhua Dao.

Every one of his disciples is guarding the Taoist sect with their lives. Even if the original owner is burdened with so much abuse, and after learning that he is not the master, he only wants to kill Xu Qingyi. He never thought of destroying the entire Taoist sect. He did obediently make a good knife that has protected Nanhua Dao for hundreds of years.

Chi Shuifeng's inner disciples, you winked at me, I winked at you, and when I looked up, I realized that the person in front of me had gone away.

"Hall Master is gone!" A disciple said angrily, "It's all your fault for dawdling!"

"How can you blame me, don't you dare to speak!"

"I... I'm afraid when I see the Hall Master, and I stutter whenever I'm afraid, but looking at the Hall Master's appearance, his injury should be better."

They each sighed, and then dispersed like flowing clouds.

Su Wan actually knew all about the changes that happened in Nanhua Road that day.

During his coma, Changshu and Ning Xuansheng always came to Changzhao Hall to see him, come as you please, and shed tears in his ears, giving a rough overview of what happened recently— —Old man He was seriously injured, and he was in a coma longer than him, and he still hasn't woken up yet.

The most unlucky one was Chen Huang, he obviously could choose not to save him, but he still embarked on this road of no return without hesitation.

In fact, he originally left his half-soul in Fuyu Mountain to protect them, but in the end, they were still dead and wounded.

He came to the window where Chen Wang had written a letter to his family. At this moment, there was only an old piece of paper on the desk, with many signs of wear and tear on the corners. It must have been stuck by the desk for a long time.

The handwriting on the paper was beautiful, and the pen was sharp when he finished it, reminding him of the dignity and pride of that guy when he first met him.

"Dun is as simple as it is, and it is as spacious as a valley. The so-called gentleman should be neither reserved nor aggressive, nor phosphorus nor dark."

He stared at the words on the paper, and suddenly remembered that he once said to him: "To me, a person who shows his sharpness and shows off his merits is useless."

At that time, he just said it casually, but it made him remember it for so long.

A heavy rain came suddenly, and the raindrops hit the ground, and the water splashed far away.

The strong wind rolled up his clothes and black hair, and he stood standing in front of the window without any real energy protection, letting the wind blow and rain.

"The sun and the moon can learn from the disciple's heart to the Taoist Lord, even if he dies, he will have no regrets!"

Someone's voice is like a bell, pouring into the ears with the sound of wind and rain.

He turned his head slowly, as if he saw those clear eyes shining brightly, as if he was looking at his most revered god.

"The disciple has no chance to worship the Taoist Lord, and it is also what the disciple wants to be able to watch the Taoist Lord from afar."

"Don't be afraid, disciple! You can still climb if you have a broken leg, and you have to climb to the Changzhao Hall!"

"Junior Brother Chen said before he died that he could also become someone whom Daoist respects and cherishes extremely."

For some reason, the memory that was about to be forgotten suddenly became extremely clear, which made it hard for him to let go.

How stupid, this guy doesn't even know how to live, yet he insists on letting him take him to heart.

His lips were pale, and he raised his rain-wet face. There was no emotional ups and downs between his brows and eyes, and he just turned around and disappeared into the rain.

That's stupid, his heart is black and it's going to stain him.

_;

The heavy rain was torrential, and the raindrops hit the rocks and shattered instantly.

The disciples in front of the mountain gate were wearing coir raincoats and bamboo hats, holding long swords tightly in their hands, staring at the stubborn young man not far away without moving their eyes.

Standing in the rain, he was completely soaked, his messy hair was dripping with rain, and the rain slid down his cheeks, diluting the blood dripping from his mouth. Even so, those glass-like eyes still had no distracting thoughts. Ambiguously want to break through the obstacles.

Xu Qingyi was also standing in the rain, but the rain did not fall on him. He was dressed in snow-white clothes, like a flawless moon in this dark rainy day, noble and clear.

He knew the true identity of the boy in front of him very well, but he didn't expect that this beast would dare to come to his door. Last time he didn't kill him, it was already extraordinarily merciful.

The disciples below shouted angrily: "You left the Daoist sect privately, but this time you trespassed again, do you think Nanhua Dao is a place where you can come and go whenever you want!"

The young man's lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, he stepped forward and said: "My master is inside, I want to see him."

Xu Qingyi's expression changed without a trace, as if he remembered the face with which he had been together for so many days, his brows could not help but knit together.

All the disciples looked at me and I looked at you, one of them also took a step forward and said: "The Taoist Lord was injured the day before yesterday, and he is still in a coma. As a disciple of his sect, you have disappeared. Where did you come from to see him!"

"I want to see him."

Probably because of hearing the word "injured", the boy's eyes turned blood red, and he rushed in regardless.

Seeing this, several disciples tried to stop them with their swords, but he didn't expect that those swords were like broken copper and rotten iron, they were caught by him empty-handed, and they all broke with a little force!

Suddenly, a gust of cold air struck through the drizzle, and thousands of raindrops in the frozen air hit the boy's chest directly, causing him to fall several miles away.

He spit out bloody saliva, brushed off the raindrops that blocked his vision by the side of his eyelashes, and walked towards the mountain gate with heavy steps.

Xu Qingyi's eyes were cold, and he once again condensed the raindrops all over his body with his true energy. Just as he was about to fall, the water droplets hung in the air, and the moment he pierced them, they turned into ice picks, reaching the young man's face.

Seeing that the sharpness could not be dodged, he wanted to raise his arm to block it, but the fiery flames hit the ice cone first, and the two forces collided and shattered in front of him.

The person who came was also covered with rainwater, and his crow-black hair was also a little wet, but he didn't appear to be in a panic, on the contrary, he showed the arrogance and mockery in those long and narrow eyes: "My disciple of Changzhao Hall, how can you still be a disciple?" It's not your turn..."

Before he finished speaking, the boy rushed over like crazy, slammed into his arms, made his whole body shake slightly, and swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

He hugged him tightly with his hands, buried his wet head in his clothes, as if wishing to push himself into his body, and said in a trembling voice: "Master..."

This guy is too tight.

Su Wan frowned, and wanted to drag him away, but found that he was trembling uncontrollably, feeling pitiful, the deed in his hand was hot, his hand that was about to pull his collar paused for a moment, and finally It still fell on his trembling back.

Thinking that when he was on the verge of death, this stupid thing shouldn't feel better than him.

"I have seen the palace master!"

The little Taoist priests in front of the mountain gate completely recovered.

Seeing who was coming, Xu Qingyi's eyes in the distance darkened, as if the mountains in his eyes were inadvertently shrouded in thick clouds and fog.

That beast is still useful to him, he will not kill him easily, at most let him suffer.

It was the person who should have been unconscious who suddenly appeared. Seeing the young man in his arms, he suddenly felt that a sharp knife was stabbed into the eye socket, causing the dark fire in his chest to ignite his heart.

At that moment, he really felt murderous.

Shuangyin has condensed into the shape of a sword in his spiritual consciousness, and he only needs to chop the scene in front of him to pieces after he unsheaths it!

【What are you hating?Hate that beast can hug him and touch him?And you can only watch, can't you? 】

Shrill voices came from the shadows of the heart.

【nonsense! 】

The astonishment in his eyes was fleeting, his fingertips pinched into the palm of his hand hard, and the blood flowed slowly along the palm lines, dripping into the rain.

【You are afraid that he will leave the Taoist gate because of that beast, so you want to kill it, don't you? 】

【To shut up! 】

He gritted his teeth until his jaw hurt, and then he managed to suppress his chaotic thoughts, and said coldly: "You are the one who committed the crime. Logically speaking, you should be punished with him."

There should have been a verbal confrontation, but Su Wan changed from his previous tense aura, and calmly patted the young man on the shoulder: "Senior brother is right, he should be punished for violating the school rules, but as my teacher, I am not effective in discipline, and the crime is due to my lack of discipline." It’s up to me, and it’s all my responsibility.”

Unexpectedly, he would say this, Xu Qingyi's face was gloomy, and it seemed that snow had fallen in his eyes.

【You see, he would rather go to Shensitang to be punished because of that beast, which is not like him at all. 】

The voice was persistent and insisted on whispering in his ear.

He was silent for a moment in the rain, then turned around stiffly, trying his best to control the depression creeping up in his heart: "It's up to you."

That's good, he likes that beast so much, let it stay by his side, anyway, I just need a dagger that can cut his throat!

The author says:

感谢在2022-08-0500:52:59-2022-08-0703:16:09期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Canghai laughs 2;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 19 bottles of bully beat me and love me; 6 bottles of turbid wine;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!