Sword Qi Hengqiu

Bu Fanshuang was almost stopped by Ling Rangjin's sudden kiss, but in the blink of an eye, he turned against the customer, took the initiative with ease, and even had time to tease: "So enthusiastic, Xianzun?"

Ling Rang didn't want to answer him, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Bu Fanshuang and him fell to the ground, everything was the best, Bu Fanshuang hugged him, and whispered in Ling Rangjin's ear as if bewitching: "Then why don't we just leave here, the ends of the earth, and not ask the secular world?"

Ling Rang's demons were all gone, and it's okay to know the sea for a while, he listened to Bu Fanshuang's words, and felt that what he said was very reasonable, it was just in his heart, and he nodded subconsciously.

Bu Fanshuang then whispered: "You don't need to carry out that plan anymore. You and I are happy in this life, why do you care about those useless things?"

Ling Rangjin heard the trembling of his eyelashes, and suddenly felt a splitting headache. He woke up suddenly, pushed Bu Fanshuang away, and raised his hand to press his forehead.

Seeing that he had a reaction, Bu Fanshuang clicked his tongue and reached out to grab him, but Ling Rangjin waved him away. When Ling Rangjin raised his head again, his eyes were clear again: "You cursed me?"

"Small means of magic repair." Bu Fanshuang looked at him, "Don't look at me like that, the reason why you want to promise me is because you also had this idea, but it was magnified by me. I won't pinch it for you out of thin air. An idea."

It is said that Moxiu is good at manipulating people's hearts, and Ling Rangjin has seen it today.

"I'm willing to go with you." Ling Rangjin said in a deep voice, "but not now. I must kill Xiao Lanhuang, and I must also clear the Xianmeng."

"It wasn't your responsibility in the first place." Bu Fanshuang frowned, "Wake up, if Feng Qiongye hadn't come suddenly, all of this would have been Bian Chenwu's work, and you should have left the scene long ago."

"That is the past that has not become a reality." Ling Rangjin got up from the ground, "The fate has changed, and I can't let go."

Hearing his words, Bu Fanshuang became angry, sneered, and got up and sat on the chair behind him: "You have worked so hard, what good future do you see? Hundreds of years of business in exchange for the rebellion of the Xianmeng? Ling Rangjin, Don't be obsessed with your obsession. I will never agree to your plan to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred. Are you willing to die, have you ever asked me?"

After listening to these words quietly, Ling Rang nodded his head: "You promised me not to intervene, and you really were perfunctory to me."

"Otherwise?" Bu Fanshuang said coldly, "You are my lover, I let you seek death? If you really want to die, I'll let you do it. It's better to die by my hands than by others."

"I won't die." Ling Rangjin said, "You can't break the agreement."

"It's too late for you to say these things now." Bu Fanshuang's tone was as if he had just been fished out of the snow, chilling to the bones, "You promised me for the rest of your life, don't even think about meddling in the affairs of the immortals and demons!"

Ling Rangjin stood quietly watching him, and within less than a stick of incense, the situation between the two of them went to another extreme.As if love and hate can be freely transformed.

It's only a moment, even if the affection has turned into a dispute.No matter how resourceful he is, he never thought that things could develop like this.

He looked at Bu Fanshuang, who was looking worried, and let out a long breath: "I promised to be with you forever, but I didn't promise anything else. You can go back on your word, and I can...disobey you."

"Do you dare?" Bu Fanshuang snapped, "Ling Rangjin, is this what you call liking?"

"My love remains the same." Every time Ling Rangjin said a word, he felt that there was an extra stone on his chest, and he couldn't breathe. "But I can't let them harm the world for my own self-interest. I can't stand by. Fan Shuang, if you want to force me, then I can only leave."

Bu Fanshuang laughed back angrily, he raised his hand, and slapped the coffee table beside him, the wood turned into powder without even making a sound: "Immortal Venerable really has the world in mind, but unfortunately, as a demon cultivator, I don't I like to watch the balance of the world, but you want to be martyred? Do you want me to stand on the sidelines? Then I will definitely participate in it. Whatever you want, I will take it away. Whatever you want, I will interfere."

Ling Rangjin closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said to him as calmly as possible: "Since you don't agree with my plan whether I go with you or not, then I won't leave you. If I stay here, even if you want to stir up a storm and destroy my plan, I will be able to resist to some extent if I am in it. If I leave with you...the Immortal Alliance is unguarded, even if you don't make a move. There are many crises, and there is no room for change.”

"Okay, very good." Bu Fanshuang suddenly laughed, a blush appeared in his eyes, the prettier he smiled, the colder Ling Rangjin's heart became, and the man in front of him suddenly became angry, as if he was extremely angry.It looked like it had calmed down abnormally, but everyone knew that it was just an illusion before the time came.

Bu Fanshuang got up slowly, and stood in front of Ling Rangjin with his hands behind his back. The bright moon behind him was dyed into a monster by his devilish energy, and all the furnishings creaked, as if his body would be smashed to pieces in the next second.

"If you want to go, you can." Bu Fanshuang smiled, "You only have one chance, and that is tonight. If you stay, the past will be wiped out, and you and I will go on as usual. But if you leave this door today, you will be treated as What I said before was a lie. From now on, there will be no end between you and me."

In the end, the words "undead and endless" were tainted with murderous intent, but Bu Fanshuang looked unusually calm. The more he was like this, the more uneasy he was.

Ling Rangjin's chest heaved violently, and his fingers under the long sleeves were clenched white. He looked at the person he wanted day and night, unable to move.

Thousands of years of lovesickness and admiration will come true in one day.He has been sick for hundreds of years because of Bu Fanshuang, and he is haunted by evil energy and almost has a heart demon.

The instant dissipation of the demonic energy that had not completely caused chaos was the best evidence that he was reluctant to step on Fanshuang.

Ling Rangjin looked at the smiling Bu Fanshuang, and felt that his whole body was frozen here, unable to move, and didn't want to move.

Just when I embraced my life's desire, I want to withdraw cruelly, and the pain in it is even worse than never having it.

Finally Ling Rang moved.

He turned around and walked slowly towards the door of the room. Every step he took was like walking on a mountain, stepping on a sharp knife, and his heart was cut like a knife.

The red in Bu Fanshuang's eyes became more intense as he moved, but the light in his eyes disappeared little by little.

Finally, Ling Rangjin pushed open the door. He stood at the door, lowered his eyes, stared at the somewhat old threshold, slightly turned his head and whispered to the person left behind: "I won't let go, wait until I finish all this, I will give up." Will come back for you."

"No need." Bu Fanshuang said softly, his voice even tinged with deceptive tenderness, "Since you make such a choice, you and I are mortal enemies. I really want to know, what you call liking, I'm afraid it's not Use it as a lie to entangle me? It's ridiculous, have you really been sincere to me?"

"I—" Ling Rangjin wanted to answer, but felt countless sour emotions welling up from the bottom of his heart.

He thought: I can't talk to him anymore, if I continue talking, I will be reluctant to leave.

"Life and death are up to you, but emotion is up to me." He whispered, "Whether you want to kill me or do anything else to me, I will accept it. As for whether you are sincere, you will know in the future."

He walked out, a short walk, but he felt that the soles of his feet were covered with pins and needles.

He didn't dare to look back at Bu Fanshuang, so he could only straighten his back and leave as if nothing had happened, but Ling Rangjin kept repeating a sentence silently in his heart.

I will come back to you.

It seemed that this thought was his last straw.

He returned to the study exhausted, sat on the chair under the window, facing the blank paper with a splitting headache.There are still paints on his desk that were not cleared away before.His painting of Bu Fanshuang was stolen by himself, and he originally wanted to paint another one.

So far, he is not in the mood.

Even if there are tens of thousands of volumes in the painting, only that one stroke is true.

If the sincerity is quietly taken away, it is impossible to draw a second picture, otherwise, wouldn't the sincerity be too cheap?

Ling Rang would like to sit in the room until dawn, when the swallows under the eaves knocked on the window, it was another sunny day.Ling Rangjin blinked his dry eyes, feeling as if he had passed away.

But obviously nothing has changed.

Just as he was thinking like this, there was a sudden rush of footsteps outside the door, the door of the study was pushed open, Feng Qiongye hurried in, and threw himself on the table: "Master, what happened to you and the second master? What's the matter?" Gu Shan left the Three Realms Bazaar overnight? I went to ask the people in Gu Shan, and they seemed to be trembling, and they just told me not to ask too many questions, and be careful that the second master is in a bad mood, and his disciples dare to kill him.”

Ling Rangjin rubbed his eyes wearily: "I quarreled with him, maybe we can't be kind."

Feng Qiongye was dumbfounded: "Shouldn't you have taken the opportunity to confess your love yesterday and then wiped out your grievances with firewood? Bah, bah, no, I mean why did you suddenly quarrel?"

"Don't ask." Ling Rangjin said softly, "Master is bothered enough. In short, he may come to hinder our plan. We will play it by ear."

Before the two of them finished talking, another person walked quickly outside the door, this time it was Bian Shenwu, he watched the two people in the room stop: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Ling Rang was afraid that he would ask again, so he asked him one step ahead, "What's the matter?"

"..." Bian Chenwu looked at Feng Qiongye, Feng Qiongye nodded calmly, then Bian Chenwu stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Uncle Shi, those two people you asked me to stare at really Appeared. Exactly as you expected, I'm afraid it won't be long before our plan can start."

Ling Rang would like to suppress all the emotions in his heart, and waved to the two of them: "Sit down."

After they were done side by side, Ling Rangjin took out two jade pendants, one green and one purple, from the mechanism box on the bookshelf behind him, and handed them to the two of them respectively: "I secretly cultivated a group of private soldiers to fight against the Desolate Sect, and now the Desolate Sect It’s not enough evidence, what’s important is inside the Xianmeng. This thing is like a tiger talisman, and only the holder of this card can mobilize them. Keep it safe.”

He paused, and told the two of them about Xiao Lanhuang again, Feng Qiongye's face was dazed, and he was lost in the sky, until Bian Chenwu patted him, and he regained his senses with a tangled face :"What's wrong?"

"Uncle Shi is calling you." Bian Chenwu said in a low voice. "I have something to ask you."

Feng Qiongye immediately looked at Ling Rangjin, Ling Rangjin supported his forehead, avoiding Feng Qiongye's gaze, and said in a low voice: "Qionye, ​​do you remember exactly how Xiao Lanhuang died in the original book?"

The author has something to say: I wrote here and went back to revise the article and found that there was a bug in Chapter 9 about the Yanran faction

My original setting was that Xuanqiu has no owner, here we can see from Chapter 8, that chapter stated that Sheng Ming and the others did not intend to ask for Xuanqiu: "I heard that the Desolate Sect is looking for a treasure again, let's investigate" "Address Here, I hope I can learn more from my benefactor." There is also a chapter in the back that writes that the master built a cave thousands of years ago to store Xuanqiu and wait for someone who is destined. At the same time, Sheng Ming and Song Chu had no intention of taking Xuanqiu during the whole process. , are all optional attitudes.This is my original outline

But when I wrote Chapter 9, I guess it was because I was not in good health and mood at the time, and my mind was confused, so I wrote a sentence that was lost by the Xuanqiu Yanran School 400 years ago. .

So I modified the time bug and setting bug in Chapter 9.The Yanran faction is planning to have fun, if they can grab a treasure, they will make money, but if they can't, they will get this mentality.

If the little angels feel that it is too troublesome to look back, just treat it as a sentence, anyway, it is just a sentence modified. _(:з」∠)_

But if I don’t modify that sentence, I don’t say there are bugs, I feel that Xianzun’s persona is a bit broken, how can he use other people’s things to cure his own illness, in short, I’m sorry for causing bugs! ! !