After being reborn through the book, the apprentice becomes black and clings to the master's up

At midnight, a black figure, taking advantage of the moonlight being obscured by clouds, came outside a house using Qinggong without disturbing anyone.

It took out a flute from its sleeves, put it to its lips, pressed it with its fingers a few times, and then a smile appeared on its lips.

The moonlight returned, and the people in front of the house disappeared. There was only the rustle of the wind blowing through the bamboo forest.

indoor

Xue Qi was lying on the bed, with cold sweat breaking out on his head, his lips trembling, and his fingers grabbing the quilt.

In a peach forest, Xue Qi shouted: "Ah Qing, Ah Qing!"

Xue Qi couldn't help but hold his head, his lips trembling, "Ah Qing, Ah Qing!"

A vague figure appeared behind Xue Qi. The figure came closer. It was a woman as beautiful as a flower. Her voice was gentle and charming, "Xue Lang"

Hearing the sound, Xue Qi's eyes were filled with tears and he was trembling all over. He covered his mouth. It was her, Ah Qing. After twenty-five years, he finally heard her voice again.

He turned around and hugged the woman tightly, his cheeks wet with silent tears.

The woman did not respond, and her voice was no longer mellow and moving but became desolate, "Xue Lang, why did you abandon me! Why did you leave me alone on the Huangquan Road? Xue Lang, I am so lonely and cold."

Xue Qi choked, "Aqing, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's Xue Lang's fault, it's Xue Lang who made Aqing lonely, it's all Xue Lang's fault, Aqing, I'm sorry."

The woman gently stroked Xue Qi's back, "Xue Lang, I miss you so much. I want to hug you. I want to see you again. I miss our children so much. Xue Lang resurrects me, resurrects me, and our family can be together." "

"No, Ah Qing, you can't, the world..."

"Xue Lang, my body hurts so much, it hurts," the woman said in a painful voice.

The familiar warmth spread in Xue Qi's chest, and his white clothes turned into blood clothes, dripping with blood.

Xue Qi felt warm and panicked, "Ah... Ah Qing"

When the scene turned, the peach forest was no longer there, but instead it was the Linggu Peak where corpses littered the fields. Blood was raining in the sky. A woman stood in front of Xue Qi, with a shining sword stuck in her chest. Blood continued to flow from the corner of the woman's mouth, " Xue...Xue Lang"

"No!" Sleep!! Ah!! Ah Qing, please don’t sleep!! No!!! Xue Lang only wants Ah Qing!!”

He murmured unconsciously: "Yes, Ah Qing is right, just resurrect Ah Qing, yes, yes, yes, just resurrect Ah Qing, resurrect!"

An imperceptible smile appeared on the dead woman's lips.

"Ah Qing!!!" Xue Qi suddenly sat up, sweat dripping from his eyes.

He staggered into the forbidden room, sat down next to the ice coffin in the center, lay on it, and caressed the cheek of the person inside obsessively. His whole body changed, and a trace of black energy was born around him.

He smiled and said, "Ah Qing, hurry up, hurry up, Xue Lang, hurry up, wait for Xue Lang, wait for Xue Lang"

*

In the early morning, a group of people came from Linggu Peak and gathered in the meeting hall.

Cheng Xiang went to knock on the door of the master's room. He knocked for a long time, but no one answered. When he felt strange, the door opened.

Xue Qi's face was expressionless, with a bit of anger and madness in his eyes.

When Cheng Xiang saw those eyes, he was afraid unconsciously. He had never seen the leader like this before, but after thinking about it carefully, he must have not had a good rest. He gave up his fear, cupped his hands and said: "Master, each peak The leader came with his disciples, saying that he wanted to ask the leader to uphold justice and give an explanation. Everyone is waiting in the meeting hall."

"Okay" Xue Qi's voice was light and airy, like a body without a soul.

meeting hall

The heads of the hall were waiting, their voices taunting.

"This time, Linggu Peak must give an explanation to the immortal world and give us justice." Yu Que said casually and incited people.

Sure enough, people's hearts were stirred up and they agreed one after another.

"Yes, Linggufeng is upright and does not engage in malpractice for personal gain. He will definitely give us justice."

"That's right, I believe that Linggu Peak will not harbor evil intentions."

"that is"

There was a woman standing in the side of the hall. Her eyes were lifeless and her expression was dull, like a statue.

"Masters, please be patient. The master is here." Cheng Xiang came in.

The palace was quiet.

Xue Qi slowly stepped in, sat on his seat, looked around at everyone, and said, "Why are you here, heads?"

"Master Xue is really forgetful," Yu Que chuckled, his words full of sarcasm, "A tragedy happened last night, Master Xue doesn't know about it, right?"

"I really don't know, please let me know something," Xue Qi said sincerely.

"In that case, let's ask Master Yang to tell me." Yu Que made a gesture of invitation and held his head to watch the show.

Yang Ci replied to Yuque with a very 'happy' smile, crossed his legs, and said slowly: "Last night there was a tragedy in Teng'an Linhe Village. One hundred and thirty people in the village were all driven away and killed. Only one woman survived. That The surviving woman went to the heads and asked them to give her justice."

"Why didn't that woman come directly? Instead, she invited all the heads to come, and even mobilized a large number of people." Xue Qi leaned against him lazily.

"Who doesn't know if you, Linggu Peak, are so powerful that you might think she was lying and harm her?" A disciple said loudly in dissatisfaction.

"Are you?" Xue Qi said impatiently, "Which sect leader's disciple dares to speak like this?"

The disciple who spoke did not sense anything was wrong, but said confidently: "This disciple is Du Ziteng, a disciple of Ming Lian Ya Nei, and that woman is in the hall. If Master Xue doesn't believe it, then ask her to testify."

He didn't look at Xue Qi and walked straight to the woman at the side.

The moment the woman was touched again, she clutched her head in fear and screamed loudly, "Ah!! Don't kill me!! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!!"

Du Ziteng comforted the frightened woman with a warm voice, "Don't be afraid, tell me what you saw that day, and the leaders will protect you."

The woman's mood gradually stabilized. The moment she saw Xue Qi, she collapsed on the ground, "No, no, no! I don't want to stay here!! There is a murderer! No!"

He was kowtowing on the ground in a state of confusion, "Please don't kill me!! Please, Master Ye Xian!! Please!! Don't kill me!!"

As soon as the word 'Ye Xianshi' came out, Xue Qi frowned, but the others were happy. They didn't show it on their faces, but they were secretly happy in their hearts. Linggu Feng hummed!

"Headmaster Xue heard it, right? Master Ye, may I ask how many Ye Immortals there are in Linggu Peak?" Yu Que gloated.

Xue Qi turned his ear to Cheng Xiang and said, "Go ahead and invite Beixing over."

Cheng Xiang took the order and went down.

Yang Ci's tone was strange, "Master Xue, you, Linggu Peak, didn't say anything about how you took in a man who was possessed by a demon, and you even committed fraud. Hand him over!"

Xue Qi rubbed his brow tiredly, "We have already gone to invite you. Please be patient."

Jinxing Pavilion

Qi Yufan was very bored, his waist hurt a lot, his bones seemed to be falling apart, his whole body was in bad condition, and he collapsed on the couch.

Ye Nanchen rubbed it with all his heart. He asked for more last night and the master was tired.

'Knock knock—'

Qi Yufan slowly got up. He couldn't be seen like this by others, so he endured the pain.

Ye Nanchen helped him and let him lean against him.

"Enter"

Cheng Xiang said: "The leader invites Beixing Immortal Lord and his disciples to go to the meeting hall."

Qi Yufan said: "Go to the meeting hall, what happened?"

Cheng Xiang said: "The heads of the various sects came and brought a woman, saying they came to seek justice."

"Okay, let's go." Qi Yufan relied on Ye Nanchen's strength to stand up. The moment he stood up, his legs were so weak that he wanted to kneel down, "It's all your fault."

Ye Nanchen quickly admitted his mistake, "Okay, okay, it's my disciple's fault."

Qi Yufan put his arm around Ye Nanchen's neck and said, "Take Master over there."

"Okay" Ye Nanchen picked up the person.

Cheng Xiang: What happened? Σ(°Д°;What happened to Beixing Immortal Lord’s waist? Could it be...! Is this something I can know?

Qi Yufan looked at Cheng Xiang with an expression of disbelief and shock.

It’s over! This kid didn't think of anything else!

"you……"

"All disciples understand that Beixing Immortal Lord does not need to care about his disciples. Beixing Immortal Lord must remember not to overwork himself."

Qi Yufan: Yes, he understands. (????)