Traversing the daily life from the Super Seminary

In the box containing the evil spirits, the jet-black thing inside gave off a faint light.

On the material level invisible to the naked eye, wisps of gray, red, and purple gossamer in the air are attracted by the box and then absorbed.

"Come on, come on! Just a little bit, a little bit, a little bit!

I, Xie Jianxian, will be born, in the Three Realms and Six Realms, I am the only one, hahaha! "

The box made a magic sound and trembled slightly, constantly absorbing and devouring these seven-color hairsprings.

These hairsprings are the emotions emanating from the human body, and the poison of the seven emotions and six desires is the nourishment for the formation of the evil sword fairy.

……

"Did you see everything just now?"

A small farce between Yun Ting, Xue Jian and Jing Tian is over.Xu Yi and Zi Xuan walked out, they did not stop all this.

"Hey, they are lovers who are clearly in love, why do they always hurt each other.

They are too young, they will regret it, and they don't know how to cherish everything they have. "

Zixuan sighed, but also envious.At least they are still young, and they still have time to taste the fruits of love and hate, but she is about to die, and the people she loves and cares about dare not recognize her, which makes her heart bruised.

"In order to help Xu Changqing recover from his injuries, you have used your source. I'm afraid this appearance won't last ten years." Xu Yi said.

"I know, there will be a solution!"

Zixuan was indifferent, with a look of determination in the depths of her eyes.She was still preparing for the last fight, she was not reconciled to the waiting of the third generation, but it ended like this.

……

In the garden in the inner courtyard of the Yun family, there are courtyard paths paved with cobblestones with different edges and corners, and the winding paths are secluded.

Yunting and Tang Xuejian walked side by side. From a distance, the man was handsome and the woman was beautiful, like a golden boy and a jade girl, they really looked like a couple.

Seeing that her face was full of worries, Tang Xue felt a little regretful at this moment.

It's just that Yun Ting is her savior, she can't bear to hurt her, and she doesn't know how to speak, she is so entangled to death.

"Miss Xuejian, you and that young man should know each other, right?" Yun Ting spoke first.

When Tang Xue heard the words, she sighed leisurely, with complicated eyes, she nodded and said:

"Well, I do. But he's not a nice guy, a jerk!"

"Sure enough!" Yun Ting was relieved and didn't say much.

"I'm sorry, Yun Ting. I used you. If you want to scold me, scold me." Tang Xuejian said.

"How come, I can understand this. It's just that I envy him a little bit, and I care about you.

I used to have a girl I liked, but I didn't remember it for a long time. "

Yun Ting's face showed reminiscence and pain.He didn't recall that memory.

There was a time when nightmares haunted him day and night, and he drank his sorrows away all day long.

"Master Yun, do you also have a girl you like? Why didn't I see it?"

Tang Xuejian was puzzled, she had been in Yunfu for a while.

But apart from the old housekeeper, servants, and gardener, there was no one else in this huge mansion.

"She's dead!"

Yun Ting sighed faintly, and didn't know whether it was because of emotion or what, but tears fell from his eyes.

"Since I was a child, I have suffered from a very rare and strange disease, and I have visited famous doctors all over the world but have not been cured.

Anyone who touches me will be struck by lightning, the light one will be seriously injured, and the severe one will die. Everyone keeps a respectful distance from me.

Only Qingyi never stayed away from me and took care of me all the time. She believed that the relationship between us could eliminate all difficulties and obstacles.

It's just that on the day we got married, this cursed disease still existed!

Hey, even she was gone in the end! "

Tang Xue was moved when she heard this, and even cried along with Yun Ting's grief, her body twitched and she wiped her tears.

She didn't expect Yun Ting to have such a sad past, no wonder the Yun family always looked at her with inexplicable kindness in their eyes, now she understands.

"Miss Xuejian, I tell this story not to show you my pity.

I just want to tell you that it is not easy to get a sincere person, so please cherish it. "

Yun Ting suppressed his sadness, not letting himself be immersed in the pain.

He is a majestic man, the entire Yun family has to rely on him to maintain, and the master also has high hopes for him, he can't let everyone down.

"I see, Brother Yun! Thank you." Tang Xue saw that she was inexplicable, filled with emotion, and secretly made up her mind.

Chapter 857 The Evil Sword Immortal's Trouble

Leizhou, a certain inn.

"Solanum nigrum, do you really want that girl to come back? No, no. You have waited for a thousand years, are you willing to let your brother hand over to others!"

A slightly gloomy sound sounded, and the box that sealed the evil energy kept buzzing, emitting black magic energy, polluting the entire sky.

At this time, Solanum nigrum was immersed in sadness.She is sentimental, emotionally unstable and easily influenced.

When she came to her senses, she found that she was not in the inn.

Instead, he came to a strange world, where there was a piece of terracotta soil, no sun and moon, the sky was blood red, and blood-colored stars hung in the sky.

In the distance, there are mountain torrents erupting, volcanoes bursting, and lava billowing, as if the sky is falling apart!

In this scene of doomsday, the lives of the people are devastated.Solanum nigrum looked full of fear and was very helpless.

Even the ground under his feet had cracks, revealing an unfathomable black abyss.

"Where is this? Brother, brother..."

Solanum solanum cried helplessly, squatting on the ground, not even Hongkui, who had always been protecting her, appeared.

"Friend, have you forgotten everything that happened in the past?" The sharp old voice appeared again, as if it was nowhere to be found.

"Who, who is!"