Quick Travel: Crazy criticism of the host and his love for him

The soul-locking bead shattered and Yan Yu's dim and lifeless eyes were the pain of Xie Wange's life.

He would never forget the scene when Yan Yu turned into ashes in his eyes.

As long as the demon king is immortal, those people will follow him like maggots attached to his bones. He doesn't want Yan Yu to be beaten and killed by those people all the time.

As long as Yan Eucalyptus 'dies' in public, no one will chase Yan Eucalyptus anymore. But the soul-locking bead was broken, and things did not develop in the direction he expected.

He thought it was just a short separation, but never thought it would be a farewell...

"This world is really bad. If possible, I don't want to have an afterlife. I don't want to come back here again."

That man sacrificed his body to heaven and took away everyone in the Demon Sect, but left him alone here.

The evening breeze blew the hanging wind chimes, and the sweet sound sounded. Xie Wange, who was dressed in white and snowy, stood up hurriedly and looked towards the door.

There was a person standing there, Li Yangu, dressed in black, staring at him with a smile.

"...Little Eucalyptus."

"Master, let's play hide-and-seek today. Disciple hides. Master, you come to me."

He smiled, turned around and walked away.

Xie Wange hurriedly caught up, but fell one step behind and failed to catch anyone.

Small flowers were planted along the cobblestone paths. The flowers bloomed a bit brightly, and many fireflies flew out from them.

Xie Wange moved forward all the way, walking through the path, passing through the rustling bamboo forest, and stepping into the house with flying silk ribbons and piles of night pearls...

"Xiao Gu? We won't play anymore. I can't find you."

"Master, please turn back."

Xie Wange turned around when he heard the sound, and saw Li Yanyu leaning on the railing with his arms folded with a smile in his eyes.

"Master is so stupid. Your disciple has been following you all this time and you didn't realize it."

Xie Wange took a few steps forward and threw himself into Li Yan's arms, hugging him tightly.

"Master, what's wrong today? He hugged me so tightly, as if I wanted to eat my disciple."

"I had a dream, and in the dream you didn't want me anymore."

Xie Wange raised his head and reached out to touch Li Yan'e's face. His fingertips brushed across Li Yan's eyebrows and stopped at the end of Li Yan's eyes.

It's quite hard to put it down.

"what happened?"

"I like your eyes, I like the way you look at me now."

"What do I look at Master?"

"bright."

Li Yanyu suddenly laughed and reached out to pinch Xie Wange's chin: "Master's eyes also have light."

Xie Wange stared blankly at Li Yan'an, watching his face keep zooming in his field of vision, until his warm breath sprayed on his face, and then he slowly closed his eyes.

He hooked Li Yan's neck, felt Li Yan's strong and irresistible kiss, and gave him a warm response.

There is a familiar scent between the mouth and nose, which makes people burst into tears for no reason.

"Little Eucalyptus."

"Master has thought about it. Unfortunately, the wind chimes are ringing and someone is coming. Let's go tonight. Master, go take a look."

Xie Wange looked over and saw Xia Keban and Qi Yunchuan.

He suddenly looked back and saw that there was nothing there.

My heart was suddenly in pain, making me suffocating and making it difficult to breathe.

It turns out...that wasn't a dream.

"Disciple pays homage to Master."

Xie Wange waved his hand: "I never ask about the affairs of the sect. Now that you are the leader, there is no need to come here in the future."

Xia Keban and Qi Yunchuan looked at each other, clasped their fists and saluted and left.

Xie Wange looked at the deserted Wuji Peak. He used to practice alone and didn't think it was anything. Now it feels terrifyingly empty.

After taking off the wind chime and closing the door of the dormitory, Xie Wange left Wuji Peak.

"Xiao Gu, let's go see the sea."

He hung the wind chime on his waist, as if he was afraid of accidentally falling it, and reached out to press it.

The waves rolled one after another, hitting the rocks on the shore, and the splashing waves hit your face with a cool breath.

He held the wind chime and looked at it quietly.

"Xiao Gu, you are right, the endless sea is beautiful."

Later, he went to see the rolling mountains; to see the vast blue lake; to see the spring scenery all over the mountains and plains; to see the flaming maple leaves falling; to see the unpredictable clouds and mist... …

A person has walked a long way.

I have seen many beautiful scenery, but none of them are as impressive as the sunset, the stars in the sky, and the flying fireflies.

Many years later, he returned to the top of Wuji.

That day, many people greeted him.

They took magical weapons and surrounded him.

"Master Hao Ling, you finally showed up. It's really easy for us to find you."

"Hand over the things. We searched through the old Demon Cult and found nothing. The Demon Lord likes you so much and even wanted to become a Taoist companion with you. You must know where the things are. Maybe they are on you. .”

Xie Wange frowned slightly, a little unhappy: "What is it?"

"Of course it's the Kung Fu books of each major sect. It's impossible that you didn't know about this when the Demon Lord forced me to do it."

Xie Wange thought of the betrothal gift Li Yanyu gave him.

Precisely because he knew the origin and origin of the betrothal gifts, Xie Wange had already returned them in full a long time ago.

"Before the ceremony with the Demon Lord, I had already returned everything in full."

"Repay everything in full? How much do you give to each major sect?"

"I don't know how many things each major sect has. All the things in my hands have been returned. That's all. Don't mess around."

But no one would listen to Xie Wange's words. Everyone pointed their swords at him, and their meaning was very clear.

The battle was about to break out. Relying on his own cultivation as a god and the magic weapon of the original Demon Lord, Xiangsi Yin, Xie Wange fought bloody battles, fought his way out of the siege, and hid in the original Demon Cult headquarters.

He stroked Xiangsi Yin, his eyes revealing memories.

"I know that Master doesn't like the Demon Cult, and he doesn't want to go back with his disciples. I'm worried about you being alone outside. I hope Xiangsi Yin can protect you for me."

Everything in the past was still vivid in his mind, but for some reason, Xie Wange suddenly felt regretful.

He really missed him.

The Cultivation World's siege against him continues, and every encounter is a fight.

Xie Wange didn't even remember how many people he had killed, but every time he lowered his head, all he saw was his blood-stained white clothes.

I don’t know how many years of licking blood from the edge of a knife, Xie Wange only found out by chance.

It turned out that during the days when he was wandering around, those people had already recovered the belongings of their respective sects, and even divided up the original belongings of the Demon Sect.

The reason why they used this unfounded charge to attack him was because they suspected that Li Yanyu had given him more good things.

At this moment, Xie Wange seemed to have lost all his strength and fell into the heavy rain in despair.

There was a sound of thunder, and a woman in a green shirt came over.

Behind her were Nangong Ao and Qi Yunchuan.

"Master, I'm sorry. Only if you die, people will no longer mention what happened back then. I am not only your disciple, but also the head of the Qingyun Sect. I cannot bring shame to the sect."

She inserted the sword into Xie Wange's chest, and the blood dyed his white clothes red, just like the red clothes on the day of the ceremony.