I lead the villains to help justice in the world of cultivating immortals

Xi Zhe felt that he had always been alone and shouldered the responsibility of the Tianhu clan, but he would still be overwhelmed and breathless...

He originally thought that Xingli was the only bright color in the barrenness, it was colorful and hot, warming himself in every pervasive way.

He didn't know what Xingli meant to him, was it a relative, or... a lover?

He has always felt that as long as the girl still uses those sparkling eyes to flicker with tiny light, and calls himself in a high tone, ugly...

Xi Zhe felt as if the barrenness in his heart gave birth to everything in that moment.

Girls never see only themselves in their eyes, but when they jokingly call themselves ugly, that bright and tender appearance... can also make people deeply addicted, whether it is self-deception or wishful thinking, Xizhe thinks that he doesn't want much. of.

He wished he could lazily lie in the girl's arms every day, sniffing the reassuring scent of the girl, as if all the responsibilities or other things didn't exist.

In that world...

Xizhe felt that only the girl's arms had her own place.

At a certain moment, Xi Zhe, who has always been rootless and boundless, also imagined some unrealistic ideas.

But now, there seems to be no way to deceive yourself and others.

Xingli's selfless devotion has favored her many times...

The only color in the barrenness in Xizhe's heart dimmed...

"Xizhe...it's not that I don't believe you, I just..."

There was bitterness on Xingli's lips, what was it?

Say yourself because of the system's instructions?

Said he was for that memory fragment?

You deserve it... Xingli deserves it!

The damage has already been established, can the damage be smoothed out if there are difficulties?

"Just what? Just because my advice is not as important as Murong Qing's life, you can drag your sick body here and break into the eyes of the formation alone!"

"Xing Li...my fault, I shouldn't have underestimated you and thought of you as a fragile ceramic doll..."

Xizhe's whole body was full of despondency, those eyes that were usually as bright as stars, looked at you calmly, it was really a high mountain flower overlooking the world.

The white cloud-stained robe, against the sudden falling snowflakes, seemed to be nothingness, misty, black eyelashes fluttered, and the handsome and beautiful face was extravagant and dusty...

The words that came out of his mouth made Xing Li suffocate.

The strong sense of brokenness in Xizhe made Xingli at a loss.

She didn't know... what her departure meant to Xizhe, but she knew that when Xizhe looked at her indifferently...

Since then, I have isolated myself from him.

Have you finally taken back what you wanted?

Xingli wanted to forcefully pull out a smile, but at this moment it was so difficult...

She should be happy.

The Tianhu family is the closest to the gods...

Originally, it is the flower of the high mountain that wipes out all living beings, so it should not be contaminated by the secular world and dust of the world...

How could he be the same as a mortal who delusional pursuit of the boundless avenue?

People who are supposed to stand at the end, can give alms and take a look at the mortals who are struggling at the bottom.

"So? Xizhe, what are you messing with?!"

Xing Li, who seemed to think everything through clearly, had piercingly cold eyes, causing the thread in Xizhe's mind, who had no strength to hold on, to instantly collapse.

This Thousand Thousand Avenues no longer has a place of its own...

Xi Zhe tightly clenched his fist behind his back, maybe he was grasping the already illusory thing with all his strength.

Grabbing his hand, obviously he has no position here, but he doesn't know what to hold on to, the dazzling red plum on the sleeve robe seems to split Xizhe.

The fairy clan, who should have been free from any fetters, became obstinate because of that illusory thing.

That red plum is so dazzling to Xi Zhe now.

It was as if it shouldn't have appeared on his white cloud-dyed sleeve robe.

Xizhe flicked his finger, and the small piece of fabric with red plums fell into Xizhe's palm.

The red plums were the blood stains from holding Xingli at that time.

Things that don't match up in the first place will only feel awkward if they are put together abruptly.

Just like now, standing here is already an eyesore.

Obviously, Murong Qing and Xingli should be going in both directions, and standing here by myself is separating the two of them.

"Are you making trouble? Xingli...just think of me as making trouble."

Xizhe groaned for a long time to laugh at himself, but was interrupted by the young man holding a sword behind him.

"A Li, this has been resolved, we can go back to the sect."

Xizhe's words just now dissipated in the air without leaving any traces.

It was as if as long as that person stood there, Xingli wouldn't see any existence of herself in Xingli's eyes.

A mocking smile suddenly appeared on Xizhe's face.

As if that smile shouldn't be on the face of that glamorous person.

Can……

The flower of Gaoling will also fall into the world one day.

There will be people in the fairy clan who can't let go...

The moment Xingli brought Xizhe back to the sect, the gears of fate had already welded the two people who didn't want to do it together.

It's out of control.

Not absolutely and not expected.

Murong Qing clings to the sword, the sword light is calm, with dark red blood stains on it, tick...tick...

Dot slid along the sword and landed on the ground that had unknowingly already covered with a layer of snow.

The moment Murong Qing's cloudy and stubborn eyes looked at her, it was as if she was nervous about being entered by an outsider, and wanted to drive out the "outsider" herself.

Is it already Murongqing's territory?

The moment Xingli looked over, Murong Qing became the same as before.

Lovingly tender, warm and hot.

"Let's go, Master is waiting for us~"

Murong Qing stared at Xing Li without moving, and said another sentence.

Xingli nodded.

This time it was considered a thrill.

Just wanted to turn around and ask Xi Zhe to go the same way.

But the person who should have been standing there has long since disappeared.

Only the endless silence of Xueluo remained.

Xing Li seemed to be empty.

Suddenly clutching his chest, he spat out a mouthful of blood, trickling down his lips.

Murong Qing panicked instantly.

Murong Qing, who never left his natal sword on weekdays, threw away the sword in his hand, and stretched out his hand to embrace the crumbling Xing Li into his arms.

"Xingli..."

Worried, Murong Qing swam her spiritual power around the meridians in Xingli's body.

The observable results startled Murong Qing.

Xing Li was backlashed.

"Xi Zhe..."

"what?"

Xingli asked anxiously.

Murong Qing pursed her lips and fell silent.

Xi Zhe terminated the contract between Xingli and him.

Xingli was backlashed by the rules of heaven and earth.

But... Xizhe and Xingli signed a spirit beast contract, that is, a master-servant contract...

Even Xingli suffered backlash, so Xizhe's life might be worse than death...