After wearing the book, I became the villain's sword spirit

Bewitched?

Shu Ming's facial expression changed, and he immediately pulled the man out of his arms, "What Gu?...Are they trying to control you?"

The pity in Chu Xiuyun's eyes disappeared in a flash. He looked up at him and smiled: "Probably not."

"It's just some Gu that prevents me from running around in this place." His tone was light, and he didn't seem to care much.

Shu Mingli lowered his voice: "Sure enough, these people have other purposes for you!"

Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed across Chu Xiuyun's eyes: "Since they are demons and heretics, it would be strange if they didn't ask for anything."

Realizing that he had slipped up, Shu Mingli looked away, and said uncomfortably, "One bite at a time, I thought you were so important to them."

"People who watched me grow up are very afraid of me, they..." Chu Xiuyun was a little mocking.

Seeing that he did not hide what he was thinking, Shu Mingli pursed his lips: "Do you blame them?"

"Resentment?" Chu Xiuyun looked over and smiled: "How is it considered resentment?"

His eyes were like a deep pool, hiding all his emotions in the depths.

From those eyes, Shu Mingli couldn't detect his resentment towards Ban Yue Dian, nor his attitude towards the Demon Dao, and gradually developed an impenetrable sense of powerlessness.

The current Chu Xiuyun seems to be drifting with the tide, like a flat boat, but under the influence of the ghost veins, it is absolutely impossible for him to remain indifferent.

He is hiding, pretending.

This is definitely not a good omen, Shu Mingli bit his lip, a complex urgency suddenly appeared in his heart.

As if sensing the change in his mood, Chu Xiuyun raised his eyebrows, "Shu Mingli."

Shu Mingli raised his eyes, only to see him approaching again, with a low voice: "You don't need to save me."

"You just need to stay with me." The young man in front of him smiled, his peach blossom eyes slightly raised, revealing a thrilling and beautiful beauty. He had never seen him laugh so wantonly before. Seeing this, Shu Mingli felt a little nervous. Dazed.

While in a daze, he saw Chu Xiuyun lower his head slightly, and opened his lips: "Does it look good?"

Shu Mingli came back to his cage in an instant, his mouth twitched.

"Where the hell did you learn these rhetoric!"

He said something sharply, but Chu Xiuyun had a good temper, still smiling and squinting.

The powerlessness and anxiety that Shu Mingli had raised from the bottom of his heart just now dissipated inexplicably after these words, and he glared at him, and then he felt a little wanting to laugh: "Dare to love, the purpose of my coming here from thousands of miles is to accompany you you?"

Chu Xiuyun: "Of course not."

"Aren't you happy with the person you like?"

Again.

Shu Mingli endured and endured, but in the end he couldn't hold back, and said in a low voice: "You pretend again."

Chu Xiuyun was a little surprised: "Pretending?"

Shu Mingli: "..."

You can never wake up a person who is pretending to be crazy.

He breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked aside, calming down the ups and downs of being tossed by this person.

Not long after turning his back on his back, he heard a voice behind him: "I'm going to practice, do you want to go and see?"

"Can I go?" Shu Ming immediately turned around with a surprised expression.

Chu Xiuyun said: "Naturally."

...

After going outside, Chu Xiuyun took Shu Mingli to the outside of the courtyard. He walked steadily along the way, without any intention of hiding anything. Shu Mingli followed behind him, suddenly thought of something, and looked down at Zhe Xuejian , said: "Do you have a new weapon?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Since I brought Zhexue here, you haven't touched it much." Shu Mingli pursed his lips, thinking in his heart that he was trying to inquire about life and death, not for favor, then his ears were slightly red, and he said seriously: "I don't like it." it?"

Chu Xiuyun stopped, and suddenly stretched out a hand.

Shu Mingli followed those hands, and saw Chu Xiuyun looking at him with a half-smile, and then said: "Bring it."

"..." Shu Mingli handed over the sword with an 'expressionless face'.

Chu Xiuyun took the sword, an unknown smile hung on the corner of his lips, and pinned the sword to his waist.

Finally got it.

Shu Mingli breathed a sigh of relief: he has to carry his body on his back all the time, and it feels a little uncomfortable not to be able to turn into a spirit body and run around to inquire.

"Host, it's really wise for you to approach Chu Xiuyun like an admirer." While walking, the system suddenly said.

Shu Mingli was taken aback, and said in a low voice, "What did you say?"

The system continued to understand according to the words he received recently: "If you can use flirting and cursing, and you can keep Chu Xiuyun firmly by your side, then Zhexue's safety can indeed be guaranteed."

Shu Mingli: "..."

His face turned red, his eyes widened, full of horror: flirting? !

Looking at Chu Xiuyun's back from behind, Shu Mingli's old face was blushing, and he tried his best to stabilize his emotions so that his breath would not show any abnormalities.

But apparently in vain.

Chu Xiuyun noticed that the breath of the person behind him was disordered, and when he looked back slightly, he saw the picturesque face of the person behind him with slightly red eyes, tightly pursed lips, wandering eyes, and a completely shy scene.

System reminder:

[Chu Xiuyun's mood value +5]

Shu Mingli: "..."

Why is he suddenly happy?

Soon, the two of them came to a cliff, where there was no vegetation and the wind was bitter. Shu Mingli frowned imperceptibly when he saw Chu Xiuyun's thin clothes.

However, Chu Xiuyun didn't seem to feel the cold, and his face was calm.

Standing in front of the cliff, black flames suddenly appeared in his hand, and he jumped into the air to attack the front. With a loud bang, the cliff suddenly split from the middle, revealing a bottomless gap, leading straight into the darkness.

Shu Mingli squinted his eyes.

Is Chu Xiuyun's cultivation place actually in the cliff?

But when he was still looking at the cliff and thought about it, he suddenly felt a tight waist, Chu Xiuyun closed his eyes, "Hold tight."

Shu Mingli grabbed the clothes on his shoulders for stability: "That's good."

Chu Xiuyun raised his eyebrows, but he jumped down without saying anything.

The two figures were engulfed by the darkness in an instant, the rumbling sound was heard again, and the crack in the cliff healed in a blink of an eye, without any abnormality.

After entering the cliff, a sense of darkness came over, Shu Mingli frowned: "It's so dark."

After he finished speaking, there was a noise everywhere, and the candlelight flickered and lit up.

When the surroundings were fully lit up, Shu Mingli realized that this place seemed to be an altar.

The altar is simple and unsophisticated, setting off a prism, and on the prism there is a mass of black matter vaguely, obscured by the dim candlelight.

Somewhat curious, Shu Ming immediately raised his foot and walked over to take a look, but just as he took a step, he heard a cold voice, without any ups and downs: "Who the hell are you?"

He looked up abruptly, and saw a spirit body emitting a faint light appearing on top of the black object.

If it's not birth and death, which one is it!

Perhaps after reading the novel, he still has lingering fears about the ability to describe life and death, or maybe it is a sense of coercion that exists in the sword above heaven, and Shu Mingli suddenly confronted him in this dark space. They stared at each other, startled, and stepped back abruptly.

After taking half a step back, his back felt a kind of icy cold, and his hair stood on end for a moment, his face turned pale and his body stiffened.

An unstoppable chill surged up.

...Chu Xiuyun, why did you bring him here?

Feeling the stiffness and trembling of the person leaning in front of him, Chu Xiuyun frowned imperceptibly, raised his eyes, and saw the life and death on the altar emitting a faint light, and a trace of hostility flashed in his eyes.

The black flames appeared instantly and swept away, and the gloomy light immediately dimmed.

The temperature on his body gradually warmed up, Shu Mingli's legs went limp, he leaned on Chu Xiuyun's body unconsciously, took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sorry, I suddenly feel a little..."

Chu Xiuyun flicked the stone statue beside him, and a side door opened, and he helped the person in. He said with deep eyes, "I was careless."

"The sword art of life and death is to lure out the most fearful things in people's hearts, and to infinitely expand negative emotions such as suspicion, doubt, and indifference, so that in the end, they can capture the vitality of the broken soul and use it for their own use," The system explained on the side, "Host, Zhexue is opposed to the Birth and Death Spirit Demon, you should stay away from him."

To lure out the worst fears...

Was he actually afraid that Chu Xiuyun would kill him?

Shu Mingli's complexion was pale, his lips were bloodless, he couldn't escape from the coldness and heart palpitations for a long time, his whole body was numb.

Seeing that he would not be able to recover for a while, Chu Xiuyun frowned, "Shu Mingli?"

Shu Mingli forced a smile on his face, and explained: "I'm not in good health, maybe something went wrong for a while, just take it easy, you don't have to worry about me."

Chu Xiuyun said, "You rely on me."

Shu Mingli was slightly stunned. Seeing that he didn't respond, Chu Xiuyun stretched out his hand, embraced him, leaned on the stone chair beside him, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

A kind of spiritual power gradually surged over from his side, dispelling the cold little by little. Shu Mingli leaned against his shoulder, feeling the warmth from the body of the young man beside him.

Pursing his lips, he turned his head slightly and closed his eyes: "... I should say sorry."

Shu Mingli couldn't help but feel some sourness and bitterness in his breath, and took a deep breath.

No matter how much he hypnotized himself, he could not help but subconsciously think that Chu Xiuyun would walk into the abyss step by step and become a cold-blooded and ruthless person like in the book.

Even though he wanted to save him, he had no confidence in himself.

On the one hand, there is a rising black value, on the other hand, the ubiquitous surveillance of the system and officials.

He is like a wandering and hesitating chooser.

Unable to let go, but also confined to a rough state, bound in a cocoon.

Looking down to see Shu Mingli's slightly red eyes and tight lips, Chu Xiuyun's eyes darkened, and he raised his hand to touch him, but when he was about to reach him, Shu Mingli suddenly opened his eyes.

He froze for a moment, then let it go.

Shu Mingli didn't notice it, and after a while he slowed down, got up from Chu Xiuyun's body as if nothing had happened, and smiled: "Okay."

After speaking, he looked around and saw that although the place was wide, there was nothing there, so he raised his eyebrows: "How do you want to practice?"