Dao Xuanji [Civil Demon]

"I thought you were dead. Your mother is also dead. I lived alone for a long time. When I finally found you, you said these words to me again. I am so miserable." Yu Wuya laughed at himself , "No wonder Wu Man said that I am the fate of Tiansha."

long silence.

Xuanji gently closed her eyes, and then heard a soft sigh.

"Okay." Yu Wuya said.

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(Volume 1)Chapter [-]

Xuanji buried the Chilong Horn, which she had obtained so hard, and spread it around with a mist array.

This is Dongchuan, at the foot of Wanyangzong Mountain.

Yu Wuya saw that she had done this, walked over and frowned, cut on her fingertips with a dagger, and dropped a few drops of essence blood on the buried corner. When he was done, Xuanji took the dagger and cut Open fingertips, dripping blood.

"So, you have also set up the last array. The Seven Killing Star Array has been set up, when do you plan to do it?" Yu Wuya watched the wound on Xuanji's fingertips being smoothed by the flesh worms floating in the flesh, Hiding a sigh, asked.

Over the years, since he got rid of the poison in Xuanji's dantian, Xuanji has been insane, practicing all kinds of ruthless magic skills and evil methods, studying formations day and night, although it is very effective, and Xuanji is a talented single-line spiritual root , but he was still worried.With the cinnabar red bead on Xuanji's forehead, and the occasional flash of blood in her eyes, Yu Wuya knew that she was possessed by a demon.

Cinnabar, kill.What Wu Man said was true after all.

"Seven days later, the day when the nine stars will join the pearls." Xuanji replied lightly.

"Are you sure you won't let me go with you?"

Xuanji shook her head, she owes Yu Wuya too much, she knows that she is not Yu Wuya's daughter, but just a little thief who has occupied the magpie's nest, she has been deceiving Yu Wuya, and let Yu Wuya Do many things.The matter of Wanyangzong has nothing to do with him, and this trip will be full of difficulties after all. Xuanji hopes that people who treat her well can live a good life.

Xuanji turned her head to look at Yu Wuya, and spit out a chilling sentence: "This is my own business, and it has nothing to do with you. The last thing you can do has been done for me, and we will have nothing to do with you from now on." It's gone." After speaking, he turned his head back, folded his arms and was about to leave.

"Xuanji." Yu Wuya called her.

Xuanji paused.

"Is it worth it?" Yu Wuya still can't understand, but because of the death of a master, Xuanji's hatred has been dormant for decades, and it has not been eliminated in the slightest, but it has become stronger and stronger, and has reached the point of endless death.He asked himself, if he was just an unknown junior, and his daughter was killed by a thief he could not defeat, he might have been sad for several years, but in the end the hatred would not be like Xuanji's.Life is the most important thing, isn't it?

Yu Wuya vaguely guessed that Xuanji had other reasons, but she never said so, so he had no way of guessing.

What is it that can make a person hate the entire powerful sect, never stop dying, and burn everything?

Xuanji lowered her eyes and said softly, "I have to do it."

"I ask you is it worth it?"

"Father, I don't know whether it's worth it or not. All I know is that I have to do it."

Yu Wuya frowned, grabbed Xuanji's wrist, and said, "This formation is ruthless, and the Nine Stars Lianzhu Sun formation is even more fierce. It can already teach Wanyangzong a painful lesson. Let's anonymize our name, and I The cultivation of the two is also..."

Xuanji withdrew her hand, then sacrificed the flying sword, and stepped on the sword while shaking her head.

A sentence of sorry floated in the air.

Xuanji's figure disappeared.

Yu Wuya sighed several times, took out a jug of spirits from his Qiankun bag, poured down a big gulp, and only said in his mouth: "Heavenly evil life, heavenly evil life..." Shaking away .

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Wen Junqing opened his eyes in the stone room, suddenly felt palpitations.

She has been in seclusion in the back mountain stone room for more than ten years. There is no door here, only a small opening on the top of her head as a transom.There is no other reason to close yourself up, but because the current Wanyang sect is too noisy, the threads on most people's bodies have become dirty.

She could see the thread and never told anyone about it.

When she was young, she saw the body of her savior who froze to death in the snow, and the next day she asked her benefactor's sister if she could stay.Since then, she had a high fever for three days and three nights, and when she woke up again, she could see the thread.The thread is wrapped around a person's neck, like a branch attached to a big tree, sometimes hanging loosely, and sometimes tightly entangled like a lover.

Dad's is often red, and mother's is very light blue, but when mother treats me, the thread will have a little plum-like pink.Wen Junqing likes plum blossoms, which are the only flowers that can be seen in Wenjiabao.

But when she looked at herself in the mirror, her thread was transparent, tightly wrapped around her neck, as if she wanted to strangle herself to death.

Wen Junqing was very scared when he was young, and felt that this was a curse, a curse that he repeatedly killed people.I first killed my good friend Xiaohua, and then my benefactor and sister, and my mother was always scolded by her father because of me because I was not good enough.

Wen Junqing never dared to say anything, for fear that someone would find out and kill her as a monster.

Over time, nothing happened, and she got used to it.

Most people's threads will have their own color, and other colors will be added when they are emotional, which are incompatible with each other.Wen Junqing didn't quite understand the law of the true color, but the other colors that came with it came out of the law because of the other person's emotions - red means that the person is very angry.Cyan is fear.Green means jealousy...Wen Junqing has also seen black threads, whether it is the original color or the attached color, it is a bad color, especially the thread on the other party's neck is black and gray, but his face with a smile.

So disgusting.

Wen Junqing became less talkative.Wen Junqing thought, she should not have a good relationship with others, as anyone who treats her well will end in misery.until now.

but--

Wen Junqing has seen another transparent thread.Same as myself, transparent true color.

She still remembers that when she was just admitted to the hospital, on the day when the admission exam results were released, she stood outside the crowd and saw a thin girl who was a little shorter than the others, submerged in the crowd, and was easily squeezed by others Out of the crowd.But she continued to lean forward hard, wanting to see the list.Wen Junqing originally just glanced past her, but saw her snow-white neck.

The thread on the neck is so transparent that you can see the whiteness of the neck.

Wen Junqing stared blankly, until she realized that the other party's eyes were about to turn around, she turned her head away in a panic, stared at the distance, pretending that nothing happened.

Wen Junqing began to pay attention to this person.

Because the master liked to wake her up to answer questions every day, Wen Junqing knew her name.Her original name was Xuanji, and she was No. 1 in the essay test.It's amazing, Wen Junqing thought, she didn't know any of the essay questions, and the Taoism that the master talked about every day only made people want to fall asleep, but she could talk eloquently, and when she stood up to answer questions, her eyes were full of The radiant light.

She is so powerful, she is still staying up late at night studying hard, Wen Junqing has seen it several times, the lights in the library hall were turned off, but Xuanji sneaked in and lit the small oil lamp she brought.I have to work harder myself, Wen Junqing thought.

It's just that such a person, such a hardworking person, lacks spiritual roots.

Wen Junqing looked at the thread on Xuanji's neck, from a little gray mixed with it, and then it became more and more gray, the other party's eyes no longer had light, and the other party no longer dared to speak out loudly as before, and became submissive, thinking To hide yourself.

Wen Junqing wanted to help her, but he was concerned about himself. He didn't know if he would bring a worse disaster to the other party, so he could only watch from afar.It's just that when he notices that other people's threads are green or black, he will pay more attention to Xuanji, and then quietly rescue her.

Until Xuanji took the initiative to talk to her later, although her words were not very friendly, Wen Junqing saw the thread on her neck and was envious.The relationship between the two had a turning point since then, but she still didn't dare to go any further. Wen Junqing didn't even dare to think about becoming friends.

Because always brings death.

Time and time again, Wen Junqing only dared to accompany her quietly, and the occasional few words of comfort were blurted out when she saw that the other party was too sad.

I can't be friends with others, Wen Junqing warned himself.

But Xuanji was still dead.There are no bones left.

My own master, the dean of Wanyang Academy, held a meeting in the morning to talk about this matter, severely reprimanded Xuanji, and expelled him from the academy, which will be engraved on the monument of shame forever. As a negative example, once Criticized again.