I wake up every day to see the model husband breaking up

Although I don't know whether Hu Zhenjun of Xuanji Gate intends to collect his younger brother's body first, or rush directly to the Beast Control Gate to avenge his revenge, but he will go to the Beast Control Gate after all.As the saying goes, monks can't run away from temples if they can run away, so Xiao Ming and Xuan Yue only need to wait and wait near the Beast Control Gate.

The Beast Control Gate was not too close to the Xuanji Gate, but it was obvious that Hu Zhenjun was furious after receiving the news of his younger brother's death, and they didn't wait long before they saw Hu Zhenjun's aggressive and angry figure.

Xuan Yue took a deep look at Xiao Ming, then hid his figure without saying a word, and Xiao Ming also changed into "Zhao Han" and appeared in front of Zhenjun Hu with a smile.

Seeing Zhao Han, Hu Zhenjun was taken aback for a moment, as if he was a little confused about the situation, but he still remembered the power of the Tianxuan sect's Waixuan axe. Yu Gui slightly nodded his head: "Zhao Daoyou."

——Now is not the time to conflict with "Zhao Han", the matter of my younger brother is more important.

It's a pity that Hu Zhenjun wanted to calm things down, but Xiao Ming had no such intention at all. With a slight smile, he stopped Hu Zhenjun who was about to leave sideways again: "Zhenjun stay, I'll wait for you for a long time."

Hu Zhenjun frowned slightly, and then his eyes widened suddenly: "Could it be - it's you?!"

Hu Zhenjun is not stupid, on the contrary, he is extremely smart, and he has a very quick brain when it comes to the tricks of ghosts and monsters. It's just that he was the one who schemed against others in the past, but when he fell on Xiao Ming again and again, he made his own sect feel ashamed .

He knew that he and "Zhao Han" were enemies, not friends. Unless it was intentional, the possibility of "coincidentally encountering" like this and deliberately showing up to meet each other was almost zero.Coupled with the insidious and cunning of "Zhao Han" that made him suffer so much, Hu Zhenjun immediately understood that his brother's death was not an accidental revenge, but a well-planned bait to lure him into the bait.

"You—you—you dare to stand up!" Hu Zhenjun was furious. The death of his beloved younger brother because of him was even more unacceptable to him than the accidental killing of the other party by the enemy—it was his favor that became Brother's reminder.

Hu Zhenjun, who was dazzled by anger, didn't think about why "Zhao Han", whose cultivation level was a big lower than his own, dared to plot against him alone, and immediately raised his magic weapon, the golden knife, to slash at him. Uncharacteristically, Xiao Ming didn't set any traps in advance, but stood up calmly to meet them.

Nascent Soul stage cultivators are quite valuable resources even for big sects. The opportunity to be able to face the Nascent Soul True Monarch with all his strength and kill them without any worries is naturally rare. Xiao Ming's purpose this time is not just to kill people. It is also to train yourself through actual combat.

After all, Hu Zhenjun has been promoted to Nascent Soul for a long time. Although it is only a beginner level, it is far from Xiao Ming who has just completed the Golden Core.Although he had been prepared for a long time, Xiao Ming couldn't bear to retreat after a face-to-face meeting, and he personally understood the abyss-like gap between the Nascent Soul and the Golden Core.

Hu Zhenjun made many killing moves, wishing to immediately cut Xiao Ming under the sword, but even if he was defeated frequently, Xiao Ming could always escape by accident at the most critical moment. Although the injuries were heavy, none of them were fatal - such "accidents" Again and again, even Hu Zhenjun, who was dazzled by anger, noticed something was wrong.

It stands to reason that he wanted to kill Xiao Ming in two or three strokes, no matter how cunning the other party was, the golden elixir was the golden elixir, facing the Nascent Soul was like a mayfly shaking a tree.None of the cultivators who were able to climb to the Nascent Soul realm were fools. Hu Zhenjun quickly calmed down, and his back was covered in cold sweat—even though he had the upper hand in the current scene.

"Zhao Han" and Xuanyue have a very deep friendship, and Xuanyue was able to let Xuanyue come to help without any scruples about Luo Shuizong's position, but now "Zhao Han" dares to find him to seek revenge, all he relies on is Xuanyue.

Thinking carefully about his failed ultimate move, the more Hu Zhenjun thought about it, the more frightened he became. There are eight out of ten that he can so invisiblely turn his ultimate move into invisible.Nine is the Venerable Xuan Yue.And with Xuan Yue's cultivation at the stage of transforming into a god, it is simply a breeze to hide it aside without being noticed by him.

Hu Zhenjun felt that he was like a trapped beast, which could be easily killed, but was used by the mother beast as a tool to train the cubs. In the end, he could not escape death, but he still had to make outstanding contributions to the growth of the enemy who killed him.

Not reconciled, how could he be willing to wait for death like this?It is important to avenge his younger brother, but his own life is even more important. The first reaction of Hu Zhenjun who calmed down was to run away, but since he was in the game, he couldn't help him to get out.

Every time there is hope of escape, there will be a sword energy to force him back again, coupled with Xiao Ming's fierce pursuit, Hu Zhenjun immediately fell into a disadvantage, and several bloody wounds appeared on his body.

Hu Zhenjun rushed left and right but just hit himself in the head and broke his blood. Hu Zhenjun's heart was cold and desolate.

That is Venerable Xuan Yue, a sword cultivator in the stage of transforming gods, how can he resist at the early stage of Yuanying?Hu Zhenjun finally stopped his pointless escaping, turned to face Xiao Ming, his eyes were red, and he was about to be possessed.

——Anyway, there is no hope of escape, so let’s die!Even if he is no match for Xuan Yue, even if he fights for his life and dies, he will drag "Zhao Han" to be buried with him!

Hu Zhenjun's momentum surged, and Xiao Ming's heart tightened because of the crazy eyes. He knew that before, it was just an appetizer, but now it was the main event.

Not daring to hold back any more, Xiao Ming immediately took out all the magic tools he had sacrificed and prepared himself for battle.It's just that the muscles and bones all over his body were aching from the coercion of the Nascent Soul stage, but Xiao Ming's heart was peaceful, so peaceful that he didn't have any fear or worry at all.

Fighting a Nascent Soul who is on the verge of madness with the body of a golden elixir is nothing short of fatal. Anyone who sees this scene will think that the real madman is Xiao Ming.Walking on the edge of life and death at all times, it seems that if you take a wrong step, you will usher in the abyss of death that will never be restored.Xiao Ming's nerves were strained to the limit. At first he still had time to think about his actions, but as the opponent counterattacked more fiercely, he could only deal with it with intuition and instinct in the end.

Flying the Zhou Tian Po Yun Sword around him, Xiao Ming held the Double Moon Ring in his hand, the bell at the end of the ring swayed silently, and the Han Guang Mirror hung high above his head, covering the entire battlefield from top to bottom—Xiao Ming felt that he had entered a certain place. This is a rather mysterious realm, fearless, indifferent and self-sufficient, every advance and retreat, every move, whether it is defense or offense, seems to flow smoothly, and the most suitable and efficient situation has been achieved without thinking at all.There seems to be a faint echo and resonance between the magical instruments that were originally separate individuals, as if they have become one.

Xiao Ming knew that this was probably the so-called epiphany, an adventure that every cultivator strives for, but few people can really obtain it.The epiphany this time was firstly because of Hu Zhenjun's madness, which pushed Xiao Ming to the limit, and secondly, it was because of Xuan Yue who had been standing behind Xiao Ming to protect him. Without him, Xiao Ming's state of mind would not be so stable , Survival is not enough, how can there be extra thoughts for understanding?

This epiphany was given to Xiao Ming by Xuanyue. For the first time, Xiao Ming truly realized how he trusted and relied on the other party. It seemed that as long as Xuanyue was by his side, he would not have to worry about anything. , There is nothing to be afraid of, even if the scythe of death passes by again and again, it will not threaten him at all.

Even Xiao Ming himself couldn't imagine that he trusted Xuan Yue to such an extent that he would put all his wealth and life in the palm of the other party without any hesitation or consideration. As long as the other party was negligent, there would be nothing left .

If someone had told Xiao Ming that he would trust Xuan Yue so much, Xiao Ming probably would not have believed it anyway, but in fact he really did it, obviously there was betrayal and enmity between the two of them, and they even lived forever... …

Xiao Ming, who had entered into a mysterious epiphany, was no longer just suppressed by Hu Zhenjun and was surrounded by dangers. He found his own rhythm, and even had a faint tendency to fight against Hu Zhenjun.

Hu Zhenjun naturally discovered Xiao Ming's transformation, and the enemy had actually entered an epiphany, how could he endure it?Hu Zhenjun doesn't know how far Xiao Ming's epiphany can reach this time. All the monks who are lucky enough to enter the epiphany will have a qualitative leap. They can say that they are inferior to others when they die under the Xuanyue sword, but Hu Zhenjun can't bear it. I died in a mere Jindan junior.

Hu Zhenjun gritted his teeth bitterly, and the aura around him skyrocketed again.The violent spiritual energy rampaged through his body, shredding every strand of his meridians, squeezing out all the spiritual power that had been fused into the flesh and blood.

Xiao Ming naturally sensed such unscrupulous, tyrannical and outrageous spiritual energy fluctuations, his expression changed slightly, he quickly left the realm of epiphany to protect his whole body, and retreated, but it was too late.

The strength of Nascent Soul's self-destruction can't be underestimated even by cultivators at the transformation stage, let alone Xiao Ming is just a golden elixir?He was already prepared to be seriously injured, but unexpectedly his arm was pulled violently, and then he was pressed into a cold embrace.

His body was imprisoned by great strength, and he couldn't move at all. Xiao Ming could only try his best to expand his spiritual power, and protect the Xuanyue that used his back as a shield to cover him—even though this protection was just a drop in the bucket for Xuanyue.

Leaning on Xuan Yue's chest, listening to the steady heartbeat of the other party, Xiao Ming closed his eyes slightly, and in the next second, he felt his eyes darkened, and his ears buzzed.Even with Xuan Yue resisting, but not directly resisting the mighty power of Yuan Ying's self-explosion, the aftermath still made Xiao Ming's sea of ​​anger churn, and he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood.

Different from Xiao Ming's embarrassment, Xuan Yue didn't even have a disordered breathing. He had already made preparations when he noticed Hu Zhenjun's self-explosion.His body was extremely strong, and the injury was only a piece of flesh on his back. He even had the heart to turn his sword back after Hu Zhenjun blew himself up, and pierced through the heart of the Nascent Soul who escaped from the blew up.

Yuan Ying dissipated into powder at the tip of Xuanzhao's sword, and his body was shattered into pieces.It is really embarrassing that a world of Nascent Soul powers has fallen, but the two people present did not pay attention to this at all.

"How is your injury?" Xiao Ming grabbed Xuan Yue's arm, staring at the glaring blood red on the snow-white cloth on the back, and the eye sockets were also slightly red.

Xuan Yue paused for a while to draw back the sword, blinked his eyes, his face, which was originally indifferent, turned pale, revealing a bit of weakness: "No problem."

"How can there be no harm!" Xiao Ming shouted sharply, regretful in his heart.It was because he was too arrogant and believed in Xuanyue's ability too much. He didn't care that the opponent's rabbit would bite if he was in a hurry, and he didn't prevent self-explosion in advance, which caused Xuanyue to be injured.

——Sure enough, no matter who has a whole-hearted trust, they will involuntarily relax and forget the cautiousness they used to be.

This is definitely not a good sign.

Xiao Ming's expression was gloomy, and his eyes were cold, which immediately made Xuan Yue's heart "thump".

It was just the self-destruction in the early stage of Yuan Ying, even if Xuan Yue was unprepared, the injury would not be too serious, but Xiao Ming would be confused if he cared about it, and the realm was only a golden core, and he didn't know the real power of the transformation stage Therefore, he was deceived by Xuan Yue's clumsy trick of temporary disguise.

Xuan Yue didn't intend to pretend to be weak at first, but Xiao Ming's caring and flustered eyes made him feel hot for a while, and he learned without a teacher.If it was someone else at this time, they would have been moved by this scene of a hero sacrificing his life to save the beauty, and threw himself into the opponent's arms with tenderness and affection regardless. Unfortunately, for Xiao Ming, he was not only moved, but also fell into depravity. panic.

After all, Xuan Yue and Xiao Ming have been together for a long time, as soon as he saw his face, he knew what he was thinking, and immediately scolded himself for being impulsive - in case Xiao Ming felt guilty and regretted because of this, the next time he encountered any troublesome troubles I only wish to solve it by myself, what should I do if I don't play with him? !

"It really doesn't matter." Xuan Yue covered Xiao Ming's hand holding his arm, and gently held it, "It's just a flesh wound. If you don't believe me, I can take off my clothes and show you."

Xiao Ming: "..."

After a moment of silence, the corners of Xiao Ming's mouth twitched: "No, you don't need to take off your clothes." As he spoke, he clasped Xuanyue's vein door with his hands, and sent a ray of spiritual energy around the meridians around Xuanyue's body. After confirming that there was indeed no hidden danger, he slightly eased his face, and looked up to observe Xuan Yue's paler face than before.

Xuan Yue's expression froze slightly, and he quickly held Xiao Ming again: "...my complexion is pale, but I lost some blood."

Xiao Ming: "...hehe."

After calming down, Xiao Ming naturally understood what "good thing" Xuan Yue had done, and immediately pulled out his grasped hand, and smiled coldly: "I don't know, when did you become so good at acting like this. "

Xuan Yue pursed his lips: "I just... want you to care about me more."

Xiao Ming choked, and took a step back after being hit by the opponent's straight ball again, unable to continue to care about the opponent's play, he flung his sleeves and walked away with a guilty conscience.

Xuan Yue didn't know why, so he frowned, and naturally followed closely.

Xuan Yue regretted his clumsy deception on this side, but Xiao Ming's heart was distraught on that side.Mingming has already decided to get along with Xuanyue as a friend, but the more he gets in touch, the more he can't control his emotions, and he owes Xuanyue more and more.

Xiao Ming owed Xuanyue, and he would never be able to be justified when facing him, but when Xuanyue persisted for a while, he subconsciously backed down, for fear of offending the other party.It would be fine if Xuan Yue wanted to do something that would harm Xiao Ming, but every time Xuan Yue persisted, it was with good intentions and friendship.Xiao Ming couldn't make the other party think of him wholeheartedly, but he ignorantly rejected people thousands of miles away, but once he accepted, the relationship between him and Xuan Yue would never be on the right track of "friendship".

Xiao Ming turned his head to look at Xuan Yue behind him, meeting his apprehensive and appreciative gaze, and immediately became even more troubled, as if anticipating the future where he was being persecuted step by step by the opponent and there was no escape.

Could it be that he really wants to return to Taoist couple with Xuan Yue?Then he can give wholeheartedly like Xuan Yue, without any selfishness?If not, can this unequal relationship last forever?Or give the opponent a second injury after breaking?

Xiao Ming doesn't believe in such things as "love", no matter how profound "love" is, it will be worn away by time, when the once intense feelings subside, the originally neglected contradictions will stand out, making it even more unbearable - don't you see How many lovers who once loved each other deeply finally separated.

Love makes the two people stick too closely together, and a little friction will cause harm, which is far less reassuring than the distance of friendship.

Xiao Ming's heart was in a mess, but he didn't hesitate at all, and immediately led Xuan Yue to the hidden healing place that he had observed long ago.

"Your back injury... deal with it yourself." Xiao Ming turned to look at Xuan Yue, with a hint of helplessness in his expression, "I need to enter Lingxiao Palace to heal my injuries, and by the way digest what I have gained from this battle and epiphany. understanding, you..."

"I will protect the law for you, don't worry." Xuan Yue interrupted immediately.

"...Thank you." Xiao Ming lowered his eyes, then disappeared in a flash, and Xuan Yue looked at the place where Xiao Ming was standing, sighed softly, then sat cross-legged, took out his natal sword and wiped it carefully—— The back injury didn't even need to be rubbed with wound medicine, and it would heal without a trace due to the strong physique of the Huashen cultivator.

In fact, what Xuan Yue needs most at this time is not to clean his sword and meditate, but to find a multi-petaled flower and count whether it is "he cares about me" or "he doesn't care about me".