After completing level 1, Tiandao wants to hire me as CEO?

Xie Changlin walked directly past the middle-aged man. The black and white chimera cat's claws were hung on the hem of his clothes, and its round belly was resting on the soil, being dragged along.

Accidentally hitting a hard rock, it exploded into smoke, swirled and rose, and finally turned into a tiger stripe squatting on Xie Changlin's shoulder and licking the pads of his feet.

"Meow~~"

Xie Changlin opened the jade bottle and sprinkled the spiritual essence liquid on the flowers and plants before the dew condensed. The tiger spots were not able to sit firmly, and their limbs were flying around his shoulders. When he finally sat down, his clothes were hooked.

Xie Changlin glanced down and ordered coldly:

"Go down!"

"Meow..."

The cat meowed pitifully and slowly jumped to the ground.

The protector followed not far away. He was a little annoyed that Xie Changlin turned a blind eye and said in a deep voice:

"Thank you, Sect Master. If you don't answer, aren't you afraid that I will kill you in anger?"

The east is white, indicating that morning is coming.

Xie Changlin patrolled among the flowers, occasionally bending down to remove withered flowers and wilted leaves, and replied nonchalantly:

"No one is stopping me. If you want to kill me, I will kill you. I didn't expect the Great Protector of the Ghost Realm to be so naive. Why do you think I will answer your question?"

He looked up at the sky and said to himself:

"It's getting late."

Turning to look at the protector, "This sect master still has something to do, so I won't leave the protector."

With a wave of his long sleeves, the breeze blows on his face, and the clouds and mist billow.

The protector only felt that the surrounding scenery quickly faded away, and Orchid Pavilion turned into a dot in his field of vision in an instant.

When he regained consciousness, he was standing at the entrance of the Divine Sword Sect Mountain.

The disciples guarding the mountain tensed up their muscles, raised their weapons and shouted angrily:

"Who is this person, and why are they trespassing on our Divine Sword Sect?"

The protector touched his beard and sighed solemnly:

"As expected of the Lord's younger brother, his cultivation is truly unfathomable!"

The first ray of sunlight falls from the sky, illuminating the dewdrops condensed on the flowers and leaves crystal clear.

Xie Changlin from Youlan Pavilion gently raised his right hand, and the round dewdrops slowly floated into the air, condensed into a stream of clear spring water, and flowed into the jade bottle in his left hand.

"not bad!"

He weighed it and strode towards the west side of Mingyue Pavilion.

When I passed by the corridor, my vision went dark. I quickly held on to the pillar to steady my body. I hunched over and vomited a large pool of black blood.

Xie Changlin felt extremely uncomfortable, but the cat was still playing happily at his feet. After a long pause, he straightened up and walked forward step by step.

He is like a lonely boat drifting, unable to find a shore to stop.

The cat jumped out of the flowerpot with the Sisi Soul Bead buried fifteen years ago. It is not a monster, not a soul, not a monster, but more like a "spirit" that gathers the aura of heaven and earth.

Intangible and qualityless, it is ever-changing. Whether you can touch it depends on your mood.

It had once transformed into a greyhound, but he had severely stopped it.

Although it comes from Sisi and is as loyal and protective as Sisi, it is not Sisi after all.

Nothing can replace Sisi!

Xie Changlin kept it because of its inextricable connection with Sisi.

In the warm pavilion made of colored glaze, there is only a bronze beast cauldron serving as a flowerpot.

Xie Changlin sprinkled the water from the jade bottle on the soil and whispered:

"Today, the guardian of the ghost world came to the Divine Sword Sect, which means something happened to Xie Changgeng. So it doesn't matter that Xie Changgeng is the most powerful emperor in the ghost world, he still has to pay for his life with one life!

When I was a child, I had nothing. Over the years, I have lost and regained everything, but I still have nothing.

Don't worry, Sisi, it's quick, he will be able to come down and accompany you soon! "

After saying that, Xie Changlin vomited another mouthful of blood, raised his hand to wipe it away, and showed a calm yet crazy smile.

When Sisi was killed by Xie Changgeng's Red Lotus Karma Fire, and seeing that Xie Qingyun was willing to die for Shen Junlin, Xie Changlin was furious and used his own blood as a guide to curse Xie Changgeng.

They are two brothers with the same mother and the same bloodline. They are cursed to be bound by fate.

Over the years, Xie Changlin knew that his fate with his sister was over, and he had no chance to wait until she came out of isolation to see her again, so he overstretched his power without any scruples.

Nowadays, my body is severely deficient and I rely on perseverance to support myself.

Half a month later, Xie Changlin officially stepped down as the sect leader, and was succeeded by Xie Xuan, whom he had trained.

This son was a street boy picked up by Xie Changlin in his early years, and he had been trained as a dead soldier during the struggle for power.

Later, when Xie Changlin saw Xie Xuan's talent surpassing his peers, he asked him to turn from darkness to light.

Xie Xuan came from a near-death situation to a place where he had food and clothing. Although he always had to work hard during training, he was grateful and believed that only by working hard could he repay this kindness.

He was extremely loyal to Xie Changlin and regarded his words as gui niè.

When some people encounter this life experience, they may regard it as the redemption of their own tragic childhood, and gain the perfection of childhood in others.

It's a pity that Xie Changlin is not such a person.

He gave all his love to his sister. To him, Xie Xuan was just a loyal and outstanding dog.

He often emphasized coldly:

"I'm not your brother, let alone your father. I'm just your master. Remember your identity!"

After leaving office, Xie Changlin lived in seclusion in Mingyue Pavilion. Apart from watering a pot of flowers that did not grow, he would lean on the railing and look at it.

With a mouthful of reluctance and reluctance, he waited until his black hair turned into snow.

When the heaven and earth mourned and the death knell rang, the star mirror in his arms cracked and shattered.

His pale and skinny hands clutched the fragments tightly, tears welling up from the corners of his eyes and blood from his mouth.

"A broken mirror is hard to make perfect..."

Xie Changlin Yuhua.

This is four hundred years after the unprecedented but hastily ended marriage ceremony. The news of Qingluan Sword Master's death has spread to every corner of the world.

Heaven and earth share the same sorrow.

Everyone is lamenting the passing of a strong generation.

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After Lou Xingzhou left Wentian Sect, he went to the Demon Realm obediently and returned to the small fishing village by Weihai Sea, where he lived a life of sunrise and sunrise for a period of time.

There are some new faces in the village, but many familiar faces are missing. It is said that hundreds of years ago, the demonic energy in Weihai was overflowing, and many demons left their homes and fled for their lives.

The war between the ghost world and the demon world worries the ordinary people in the demon world, fearing that the flames of war will burn in the demon world.

Nowadays, many of the people in the village are alien monsters, rootless duckweeds, just begging for food.

When I arrived outside the familiar courtyard, I saw ruins.

Lou Xingzhou personally collected aquatic plants, stones, etc. for repairs and construction. When the smoke from the kitchen was lit, an old friend was welcomed into the yard.

"Brother Lou, it's really you!"

It was Jing Beichen, the white bear demon. The hearty and honest smile on his face faded away, leaving traces of years of hard work.

He wears black armor on his chest and carries a sharp spear on his back, like a demon general fighting on the battlefield.

Lou Xingzhou tied his sleeves while searching for vegetables and gave him a polite smile.

Time flies, and even the most unforgettable feelings can change, let alone friends who have only been together for a few months.

"Didn't you go to the world of immortality?"

Jing Beichen slapped the sharp spear with his big palm, placed it behind his back, jumped up and sat on the wall of the courtyard, and said in a familiar tone,

"The four realms are not very stable now. The village chief also left a few years ago, and there are not many acquaintances in the village."

He changed the subject and asked, "Where is your master?"

Jing Beichen was still very excited about meeting old friends again.

Little did he know that as soon as Lou Xingzhou stopped moving, he became even more silent.