After being wronged and rehabilitated

Among the fellow clansmen who forced Xiang Chongjing to be martyred by Su Yican, they were all sect elders and powerful monks. The remaining disciples of the same sect were not skilled in cultivation, and there were not many who could become great weapons.

Xiang Chongjing carried out the children buried in the clan deep in the earth veins and brought them back to Linglong Ruins.

The child seemed to be stupid, all day long he only knew how to dig the soil in the yard, and slowly buried the wooden stick in his hand into the soil, as if he was tirelessly burying the bones for his clansmen.

Xiang Chongjing sat in the flower group, staring at him blankly.

There are still many clansmen in the sect who don't know the truth. Xiang Chongjing thought he could see it when he came out of Linglong Market last time, but he didn't see a single person after walking all the way.

Su Yi was making tea beside him, smiling gently with downcast eyes.

Xiang Chongjing looked at the tea in front of him, and asked softly, "Where are the other clansmen?"

Su Yi smiled: "Want to see?"

Xiang Chongjing hesitated for a while, then nodded slightly.

During this period of time, he was no longer as bewildered as he was at the beginning, and sometimes he looked at Su Yi who was quietly drinking tea, and he was a little confused thinking wildly.

The tribe forced him to be martyred. If Su Yi didn't kill them, he would be the one who died.

Why should I hate Su Yi?

The person in the world who is most unqualified to resent Su Yi, isn't he himself?

Xiang Chongjing has been in the sect for many years, and he has experienced too little in the world. In his heart, the sect is the whole world, and his born mission is to protect the earth.

Instilled with this thought since he was a child, he has long regarded martyrdom as his ultimate destination, but he never thought that Su Yi would change his life wheel abruptly.

Xiang Chongjing stared at Su Yi's handsome profile in a daze.

Su Yi drank a cup of tea slowly, straightened his monk's robe, and said softly to Xiang Chongjing, "Okay, I'll take you to see it."

At that moment, Xiang Chongjing almost thought that he had returned to the past.

The person in front of him was still the gentle Su Yi who secretly took him out to play.

Xiang Chongjing forced himself not to repel him anymore, finished drinking the warming medicine, and walked down with the crane cloak.

On the way, Su Yi chatted with him in the same tone as before: "Most of the clan members of the Zongmen died, and the various sects in Kyushu sent people to inquire."

Xiang Chongjing was looking at the catkins on the side of the road, and when he heard the words, he turned his head to look at him, and asked after a while, "How did you say that?"

Su Yi seemed to be looking at Xiang Chongjing in surprise, he thought that Xiang Chongjing would turn coldly at him again when he heard about the clansman.

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Dazed for a moment, Rou smiled and said, "I'll keep them as guests."

Xiang Chongjing looked at him strangely.

guest?

The sect is isolated from the outside world and rarely communicates with the outside world. Usually, it would never let outsiders in, let alone stay as guests?

Xiang Chongjing was a little puzzled, and when he followed back to the place where he was a guest, he finally understood what it meant to be a guest.

In the underground palace of the leylines, surrounded by stone railings on three sides, walking down the steps, before entering, you can vaguely hear the roar of evil beasts.

Xiang Chongjing looked blankly at the huge stone gate in front of him: "What's inside?"

Aren't you going to see those visiting monks?

Su Yi seemed to be amused by Xiang Chongjing's innocence. When he lifted his sleeve, the stone door opened with a bang and a loud noise, revealing the scene behind the iron railing.

Xiang Chongjing's pupils shrank sharply.

In the huge underground palace, countless evil beasts were trapped in a sunken stone platform, roaring ferociously and killing each other. Wisps of black mist passed through their bodies, and every time they passed through, they would emit more tragic qi. scream.

Xiang Chongjing was shocked, his feet were weak, and he staggered to support the stone chair beside him, his eyes turned white, and his body was on the verge of falling.

At some point, Su Yi sat on the stone chair next to him, propped his chin and lazily stared at the countless evil beasts fighting each other, as if he was watching a good show on some stage.

Among those strange beasts, there were even disciple uniforms of Xiang Chongjing Sect.

Xiang Chongjing almost fell to his knees, his heart beating wildly after another, and the sound almost smashed his whole body.

Zongmen disciple...

The monks of the Kyushu sect...

guest?

Xiang Chongjing covered his lips, and an extremely strong bloody smell slowly rose from his throat.

Xiang Zhongjing could understand that Su Yi slaughtered the clansmen who forced him to be martyred to save himself, but what about now?

Xiang Chongjing's fingers were tightly gripping the stone slab on the ground, the nails of his five fingers were almost split, and blood poured out.

Five fingers connected to the heart, but he couldn't feel the pain at all.

Seeing a trace of blood slowly flowing from the corner of his lips, Su Yi was slightly startled, and then gently lifted him up to sit on the chair beside him.

He draped Xiang Chongjing's shoulders, and said lightly, "Look, Ah Jing, those are the three poisons."

"Pretty, isn't it?"

Xiang Chongjing's eyes were red, and he grabbed Su Yi's forearm, the blood from his fingertips stained his white monk robe red.

"You...how can you?"

Su Yi was still smiling, fingers hanging over the mirror

The hair on the shoulders circled and circled, and he said casually: "I just want to get all the three poisons in the world, and I don't care what methods I use."

Seeing his disregard for human life, Xiang Chongjing shivered uncontrollably.

A torch was burning in the underground palace, pouring towards him, half of Jiang Su's face was bright, but the half of his face facing the mirror was gloomy and ferocious like a ghost.

"A Jing." Su Yi said to him gently, "Do you want to know how these things change?"

Xiang Chongjing looked at him almost in horror.

Xiang Chongjing has lived for so many years, and only knows about cultivation, formations, and leylines. The cruelest scene he has ever seen in his life is that of the usually gentle clansmen forcing him to die with a blank expression.

At that time, Xiang Chongjing felt that it was the most frustrating thing for him, until the child digging the grave with his bare hands was dragged in front of him by a cloud of black mist.

The child seemed to have no idea what fear was, and he knelt in front of Xiang Chongjing, and saluted dully.

"metropolitan."

Countless black mist surrounded him with fangs and claws, just waiting for a single thought can turn a living person into a ferocious roaring monster that only knows how to kill.

Su Yi still had that extremely gentle appearance, as if he wasn't the one who controlled the black mist.

He tilted his head slightly, and looked at Xiang Chongjing against the light, and the gloomy facial features could be vaguely seen on the whole face.

Xiang Chongjing stared blankly.

Obviously, his friend's handsome and gentle face is still in front of him, but why in his eyes...

But like a bloodthirsty and cruel monster in human skin?

The monster in Su Yi's skin smiled at him gently, his voice seemed to come from purgatory, low and gloomy: "A Jing, do you want to see it?"

Xiang Chongjing recovered with difficulty, looked at the child with a blank face, and immediately said shyly, "No..."

As he spoke, he staggered and wanted to protect the child in his arms, but the black mist on the ground silently pierced through the child's chest, leaving a bloodstain.

Xiang Chongjing's pupils shrank, and he rushed forward and hugged the child, shaking his hands, trying to disperse the three poisons with the formation.

It's just that before he moved, the child in his arms was directly invaded by the three poisons, and he lost his voice in an instant. His eyes were scattered and he stared at Xiang Chongjing, and a trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his lips.

Death is just a moment.

Xiang Chongjing couldn't even react.

The lights on the wall flickered twice, Xiang Chongjing suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes were full of hot tears, and he looked at Su Yi with blurred vision.

He actually used three poisons

put this child...

It was just unexpected that Su Yi, who was planning a strategy just now, seemed to be controlled by something, staggered and knelt on the ground, and the black mist that was originally docile on his body was like boiling water mist, flying wildly with teeth and claws.

He closed his eyes tightly, convulsing all over.

Xiang Chongjing was startled, and seemed to have noticed something in a trance, and lost his voice: "Su Yi!"

"Idiot!" Su Yi shook his hands as if trying to gouge out his eyes, and cursed at Xiang Chongjing, "The kindness of a woman! Why didn't I know you were so reluctant to part with me before?!"

"What, what?"

Su Yi raised his head and looked at him dripping with cold sweat. A cluster of flowers seemed to grow slowly in his pupils, but he suppressed them forcibly, and said sharply with trembling lips: "Do it, what are you waiting for?!"

Xiang Chongjing's eyes widened suddenly, and he almost scrambled towards Su Yi.

Su Yi gritted his teeth and forcibly pulled out the three poisons from the child's body, without turning him into a three poisonous beast that could not enter reincarnation. He held Xiang Chongjing's hand that was protruding towards him, and said solemnly: Seal, didn't we draw the magic circle to defeat the three poisons together? Let's seal now."

Xiang Chongjing didn't even realize that he was crying, his mind went blank, he didn't know what to say, he could only follow Su Yi's words, shaking his hands and drawing marks on the ground with the blood from his fingertips.

"Trace one..."

"Idiot! Su Yi is dead!"

Su Yi scolded him, but two lines of tears slowly flowed from the eyes with three-petaled clusters of flowers, he murmured sadly and mockingly, "When will you understand?"

"idiot……"

Hearing the familiar tone, Xiang Chongjing held his breath, but the magic circle hadn't been drawn halfway yet, the person who had been scolding him just now suddenly took a breath, and then let out a gentle chuckle.

Xiang Chongjing's back felt cold, and the cold feeling like a monster possessing him reappeared.

Su Yi, the three-petal flower in his eyes, casually wiped away the tears and blood stains on his eyes, as if the out-of-control action never happened at all, he even smiled softly, and asked: "Ah Jing, where were we talking just now? "

"Oh yes, let me show you the Three Poisons."

Xiang Chongjing's trembling hand, which was originally drawing the magic circle, moved slightly, and the fingertips with peeled nails hung down slightly, and lightly tapped on the ground, leaving a bloody handprint.

Xiang Chongjing suddenly understood why he felt so resentful when Su Yi murdered his fellow clan.

He hated not Su Yi so much, but the three poisons that caused Su Yi to fall into the devil.

grew up with him

Although Su Yi's temperament is cheerful, but the tenderness in his bones cannot be concealed, otherwise he would not practice Buddhism.

For decades, there has never been any murder in Suyi's hands.

His five finger joints are distinct, like jade, he can fiddle with Buddhist beads, water and plant flowers, and bring him countless novelties from the outside world.

He would accompany him to study strange magic circles, treat the old-fashioned clan elders in a friendly manner on the surface, but secretly muttered and cursed at them for their immortality.

The two grew up together since they were young, guarding the earth veins together with their clansmen. It was difficult for Xiang Chongjing to take charge of the overall situation when he was seriously injured.

The person who wholeheartedly wanted to defeat the three poisons was completely controlled by the three poisons.

The three poisons swallowed the once clean Su Yi, causing him to fall into the boundless purgatory.

Bewitched, no matter how resembling he is, he is no longer the original person.

At that moment, the self-deceiving Xiang Chongjing finally woke up completely.

His hand in drawing the magic circle no longer trembled, and stood firmly on the ground like a rock. He raised his head expressionlessly to see "Su Yi" who was smiling at him against the light, and finally had a real affection for him for the first time. Killing intent.