Please care for Lonely and Widows Sanxian [Traveling]

Xuan Zhu's heart sank, his face became serious, and he reminded the person in front of him what he said to him before leaving for Ningle Valley: [You must remember what you promised me.You don't have to do this, even if you have anything to pay later, I will pay it for you.I said I will protect you, do you think Master is joking? ]

Xuan Zhu sensed that the apprentice approached his ear, and with the attitude of the two of them in normal conversations, they were close and affectionate: "I said that. However, these resentments swallowed the soul of the old demon. The reason why They are not strong enough, because they did not sense the danger, and the primordial spirits of the Earth Demons are not so easy to devour. They have not been digested after many years, but now they are stimulated by the trap you set up, Master, to speed up the speed of devouring, I am afraid... "We both understand the meaning, so there is no need to say, "Master should also feel it, right?"

The primordial spirit of the old devil?Why did the Earth Demon Primordial Spirit appear in Ningle Valley? !

Could it be that there are demon cultivators appearing in the comprehension world? !

Frightened, Xuan Zhu stretched out his hands to hold his apprentice's face, and the two of them were so close that they could feel each other's breath.

"You..." Xuan Zhu put his tongue against his teeth, and after uttering a word, a mouthful of blood overflowed from his lips. With this breath, the whole heart became smoother, and when Xuan Zhu spoke again, it was no longer the same as before. In such embarrassment, his face became even paler and bloodless, "Since it's the old devil's fault, what can you do as a little Jindan stage monk. Don't make such jokes with Master!"

Xuan Zhu was angry and sad in his heart, angry because the other party could feel the meaning of fighting for life without saying it, sad because what he had said but could not be realized because of his incompetence.

The apprentice pressed his forehead against him, and said slowly but firmly, "I'm not joking with Master."

"...Then what do you want to do? Answer me!"

The man still stubbornly did not answer: "I have a way, I can do it. I know what Master thinks...that would be too risky, maybe there is no chance of life. But I can..."

After all, he still didn't say what he could do.

And knowing that he wants to do something adventurous, what do you choose to do yourself? !Isn't it a matter of adventure? !

Xuan Zhu suddenly pushed away the person who was hugging him tightly, and finally opened his eyes, a pair of blood-colored eyes stared straight at the apprentice who was staring at him in front of him.

For so many years, Xuan Zhu seldom got angry, but this time he was really angry, very angry: "So, are you also repaying the love I gave you? What do you take the master-student relationship for?"

The young man took a step back, shook his head, and said with all sincerity: "I owe you a lot, Master, but you are the only one who won't make me feel ashamed."

There was a simple and bright smile on his face as before, and there were strong and real emotions in those bright eyes.

Xuan Zhu was stunned.

The other party seemed to want to suppress the emotion in his eyes, but in the end he gave up struggling, and no longer controlled that affection.

The turbulent emotions in it were like waves sweeping through Xuanzhu, trying to drown him.

Xuan Zhu stared at it without avoiding it.

It is also inevitable.

His hoarseness seemed to be blocked by something in his throat, and it was difficult to speak, but the pressure of mana in it made people feel discolored. He said to Yan Sheng: "Mr. Yan Sheng, I don't want to repeat what I said once. I repeat. If my apprentice wants to repay the so-called love of taking the house, I have broken the battle for you, so it should be regarded as repaying the love."

[Brother, you...]

Xuanying's consciousness in the porcelain bottle placed on the side came faintly, which contained shock and bewilderment.

Yan Sheng seemed to have thought of what Xuan Zhu had done for him, and finally, the anger in his tone lessened a bit, and he said sullenly: "Qing Mo is Xuan Ying's child, and as an outsider, I have no way to talk about it."

Does this mean to hand over the decision-making power to Xuanying?

He wanted to bring over the porcelain vase that contained Xuanying Yuanshen, but at this moment, his apprentice held his hand and spoke first: "Master, I have something to tell you."

Xuan Zhu felt the coldness of the opponent's hands, stared at the young man standing upright in front of him, and remained silent.

The person in front of him smiled slightly, as if he didn't care whether he responded or not. Amidst the wind and rain, the young man no longer needed to say the words hidden in his eyes.

Because even without saying a word, Xuan Zhu has only understood.

But he finally said it.

With eyes as bright as the stars in the night sky, the love is as deep as the sea. He said: "Master, I like you. It's not just the love of respect, not just the love of family affection."

He said: "I love you, and I am happy with you."

Every single word weighs like a thousand catties, weighing heavily on Xuan Zhu's heart.

At that moment, everything in the world, even the splashing rain, seemed to stop for an instant after the young man in front of him uttered these words.

After finishing speaking, the young man seemed to finally heave a sigh of relief, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and time seemed to flow again.

Xuan Zhu asked in a daze: "...When did it start?"

"People will always pay special attention to the warmth given to themselves when they are most vulnerable. And I, in the end, just want to hold on to it tightly. I want this warmth to belong to me alone, and I want you to belong to me alone. "The young man said such affectionate words, pursed his lips and smiled, and then let go of his hand automatically.

Part of the resentment side has escaped from the net of heaven and earth, and began to go towards the square world where the formation was untied.Using mana as a medium, Xuan Zhu expanded the scope of the net again, trying to capture those escaping grievances.

But just like what the young man said, these overbearing, with the earth demon primordial spirit as the backup, seem to have had enough of his confinement of them in the early stage, not to mention devouring his mana, and want to contaminate his body with those resentments Mana, to disrupt his path!

There is really no other way...it seems that I can only...

Xuanzhu's mana was fighting against those grievances. He turned his hand back to the loose hand of the young man, tightly, and clenched it too tightly, leaving a red mark on the back of the opponent's hand. He clenched his teeth and said with tears of blood: "I Don't know what you're going to do, and don't want to know! Don't do anything!"

A monk in the Golden Core Stage has not even cultivated the Nascent Soul, and has been injured, what can he do...

If you get to the Nascent Soul, like Xuan Ying, you still have a chance to survive as the Nascent Spirit, but it may be the result of some kind of manipulation... But now the young people of the Golden Core Stage are also going in, just to die That's all.

"Master, what you said to me is what I want to say to you." The young man said lightly, as if he was talking about what to eat today, "Master is going to do this, the possibility of success is too low, not as good as mine." big."

"You're really wrong!" Xuan Zhu gritted his molars, suddenly let out a breath, and asked very slowly, "My dear disciple, don't you want to know what I think?"

We can only procrastinate for some time by talking.

The young man answered irrelevantly and said: "Master, I know what you are thinking. When I go here, I only hope that Master will look at me and not do anything. Once you get that kind of resentment, you who are injured now may be resented." It will never be easy to be invaded." After a pause, he said sadly, "If Master can't do it, then the farther away from me, the better."

Xuan Zhu questioned: "Why do you think I will agree?"

The young man seemed to know that he would compromise on this, and did not ask him to answer. He stared deeply at Xuan Zhu, then suddenly leaned towards Xuan Zhu's chest, leaned his head against his chest, and whispered to himself : "How fortunate to have this opportunity to meet you, Master, in this life."

The young man was obviously also injured, and at this moment he didn't know where the strength came from, and after finishing speaking, he easily pulled his hand out of Xuan Zhu's.

He took out the Leng Zhao sword, and in front of Xuan Zhu, when Xuan Zhu was attacked by resentment and was suppressing it with all his strength, when he couldn't react in time, Yu Jian flew into the air and left a sentence: "Master, please don't act impulsively for me in the future!" .I’m still waiting for your reply to me.” After speaking, the man had already moved towards the side of resentment.

As soon as the youth left, the barrier that isolated the rain also left.

Xuan Zhu was drenched all over, looking at Yu Jian's figure who was going towards the huge resentment, he used his cultivation to make a hoarse voice: "Come back to me!"

But this voice seemed unheard of to the young man who had made up his mind to go, and his back just got farther and farther away from him.

Resentment penetrated into Xuanzhu's soul through mana, like a demon, and began to whisper in his ear.

Xuan Zhu took a step forward. At this moment, a trace of resentment wrapped around his ankle. He wiped it out with magic power. After using this move, he seemed to have lost his strength, and suddenly knelt on the ground on one knee.

——When you are at the end of the road, you are still so weak. At this time, you can also pursue the so-called wanton self, regardless of what your apprentice does. Why do you watch?

——Haha, what is free and easy, what is free and easy, you have been escaping from the beginning!

——Does coming into this world really make you happy?Are you really happy after becoming a Sanxian?

——You just face the world with a pretense of being unfettered because you have lived again.

——In the end, you are still the Ji Wuyou you used to be, who can only be ravaged by fate.Now he can only watch his dearest disciple go to die, Ji Wuyou, who can't do anything.

Whispering demonic voices entangled Xuanzhu's primordial spirit, using the bewitching words to drag him into hell, let him understand what a demon is.

The blood from the seven orifices has stopped, but now he is not as good as when he just came out of Yansheng's root veins, as if he has experienced a nine-fold catastrophe.

When Mo Ning saw the sword, he held the hilt of the sword and stabbed it into his thigh, and blood flowed profusely immediately.

Even though the pain was useless in this situation, at least it could wake up his soul, which was showing signs of fragmentation.

Xuan Zhu urged the sword to lift himself up, and Yu Jian followed the young man who had reached the resentment.

The young man standing on the edge of the resentment didn't seem to bother to raise the barrier anymore, his clothes were completely wet, he stood on the sword, and looked back at him.

That glance seemed to have lasted for thousands of years, and then he smiled again.

That smile caught Xuan Zhu's eyes, engraved into his heart, and in an instant, a flower grew in his heart.

Xuan Zhu wanted to teleport there, but when he activated his soul, his soul showed signs of shattering. His stone-blue clothes were faintly bloody, and after only moving ten meters, he saw that the young man had thrown himself into it. Sea of ​​resentment.

All the grievances swarmed towards the young man like crazy because he felt the living being again, and surrounded him, and he could no longer see where the young man was.

Seeing such a scene, Xuan Zhu clenched his fists instantly, and then frantically mobilized his primordial spirit, hoping that those nets that were about to dissipate in the sky could be condensed again, and restrain those——

"what--!"

Almost at the same time, in the center of the resentment, he heard the young man's heart-piercing screams.

If it wasn't for the extreme, unbearable pain, how could the young man scream out!

I saw that those resentments were like air currents, all of them went towards the central vortex and were sucked into it.

Xuan Zhu wanted to draw those grievances to himself, but he didn't know what the other party had done. No matter how he exercised his mana, it had no effect, no effect!

Those grievances seemed to be aware of the crisis, screaming and wanting to flee in all directions, but when they were about to get out, they were pulled back by the airflow again, and rolled back into the vortex centered on the youth, and the figure of the youth was also at this moment emerge from it.

In the black vortex circling in mid-air, a snow-white sword fell from the sky and plunged straight into the muddy ground. The "buzzing" sword groaned like weeping, as if it was complaining that it could not help its master.

The young man's black hair fluttered and hung in the air, his eyes were blood red, and the black pupils could hardly be seen in his eyes. His red and white clothes seemed to be stained with bright red blood, turning into a thick red color.

He wants to absorb these grievances!

This level of resentment entering the body is just brutally torturing his body!

What's more!If the resentment that devoured the primordial spirit of the earth demon was absorbed by the cultivator, the only result would be worse than death by exploding the body. The body would be boned and fleshed again and again, and the soul would be tortured by the resentment.

For a moment, Xuan Zhu seemed to see the young Ning Qingmo who was seen in the devil's demonic energy. He was also covered in blood and in pain. He kept screaming until his voice became hoarse, and he could only bear it alone. This pain, no one can help him, and no one can help him.

At that time, the young Ning Qingmo faced only two endings. If he could not survive, he would die, and if he survived, he would continue to live.

But this time, what his apprentice is facing is that there is only a dead end left to choose.

Xuan Zhu's eyes became even redder, as if he was about to be possessed by demons.

Even if the young man is a cultivator, he is only a monk at the golden core stage. The grievances of nearly half of the valley cannot be absorbed into his body for a while. , towards the other four creatures.

After Xuanzhu broke the formation, the phantom formation was also broken together, but Chu Zishi and the others did not wake up immediately because they were too deeply trapped in it before. When they opened their eyes, what they saw was the overwhelming resentment The sight of being constantly absorbed by a figure.

"Magic cultivator?!" Chang Hongmiao swayed his body, stood up quickly, and took out his sword to fight.

However, Chu Zishi saw Xuanzhu who had never been so embarrassed beside the resentment, and then looked at the figure absorbing the resentment, and realized who it was: "Wen...Qing...Mo?"

"Hmm... here is it?" Shen Huai opened his eyes weakly, and in a daze, saw Chu Zishi standing beside him, stood up staggeringly and hugged Chu Zishi's waist, "Chu Daochang! Help! I dreamed that a gentle beauty suddenly turned into a monster, and pressed me on the bed like that, it was terrible! It was terrible! It was the worst nightmare I have ever had in my life!"

Resentment came towards them standing under the old locust tree.

Chu Zishi guarded Shen Huai behind him, took out the Crane Cloud Sword, and built up a golden core to build a barrier, and said: "That is a phantom array. Now is not the time to talk about these things, you stay quietly behind me, don't Don't move while speaking."

Chu Zishi didn't know why Wen Qingmo did this, but he clearly saw Xuanzhu's helpless expression.

This was the first time he saw such a mysterious candle, and it made him understand that they were facing an unprecedented danger.

Chu Zishi would not guess whether there was something wrong with Wen Qingmo's cultivation path, all the answers will be answered when everything is over.

Right now, he just needs to do a good job of protecting himself and the ordinary people behind him.

Shen Huai huddled behind Chu Zishi, looked up at the rain-drenched sky, absorbing the howling black energy, and the same screaming youths.

OMG, it was so miserable.

How painful is this hoarse scream...

This escape made him see his own ignorance and the terrifying side of the world beyond imagination.He thought, if he was ordered to go back this time, he must have a good talk with his father, and not to decide his future life so casually.He has had such a horrible experience, almost lost his life, so resisting the majesty of his father is nothing at all.

Also, he will never deal with strangers casually in the future, the experience of being tricked into this kind of place and almost being killed, will happen again...

Fortunately, he met Daoist Chu!

"Chu Daochang, I listen to you in everything!" Shen Huai obediently closed his mouth after finishing speaking.

Next to Xuan Zhu's ear was the young man's hoarse voice after screaming continuously.

He really wanted to be impulsive once, to rush into his grievances and hug the person who was so painful that he was bleeding all over his body.

At this moment, the young man seemed to be aware of his thoughts, and looked towards him through the black end like a curtain.

The blood-red eyes of the young man seemed to be dripping with blood and tears. That gaze was fixed on him, mixed with light and dark, as if weeping and complaining, as if telling him - don't come near me, but please stay by my side, I will surely survive past.

Moved by a glance, Xuan Zhu stopped there abruptly.

Since the resentment was gradually absorbed by the young man, he no longer needed to expend all his mana to stabilize the net, but only needed to expend a little effort to isolate the resentment from his body.

The resentment seemed to have tasted the pain that Xuan Zhu gave them, even if there were some who ran around, they did not attack Xuan Zhu again.

Xuanzhu volleyed five steps away from the young man.

It's just a short distance away, but it's like the end of the world.

The hoarse voice promised: "I will be with you."

At that moment, the young man fell into deep torment again, biting his bleeding lip, and continued to endure the torment of life and death, and he didn't know if he had heard Xuan Zhu's promise.

Now he can't do anything, even if he forcibly urges his cultivation base to restrain the resentment in the young man's body, the resentment seems to be able to be suppressed, but it will wreak havoc in the young man's body, it will only increase his pain.

The youth's body at this moment has become a lair of resentment, which cannot be released, but can swim freely in it.

On this day, Xuan Zhu understood that the pain in his body was nothing at all. After Xin's pain broke through the line, these pains in his body could no longer disturb him.

On this day, Xuanzhu stood aside and watched the young man go through pain over and over again, from being hoarse to being unable to make a sound, dripping blood from his naked clothes, falling down to below [-] meters with the rain from the drenched hem of his clothes, lifeless ground.

Xuan Zhu actually wanted to ask, disciple, if your name is not Wen Qingmo, then what is your name?

But maybe, at this time, even you yourself don't know your name.