Comprehensive Immortal Sword

Standing leisurely in front of Chonglou, looking at him at the same level, I couldn't avoid seeing the meaning of the incomparably clear in Chonglou's eyes—'it's still more pleasing to the eye like this'.

"Thank you Mozun for your love, but what Xuan Xiao said has never changed."

... If you want to change it, it is not right now.

"Qinghua abandoned me, but I couldn't abandon him. Xuan Xiao is still Qionghua's disciple."

I fully demonstrated my unyielding intention of being born as a Qionghua person and dying as a Qionghua ghost, and stared at Chonglou very persistently. After seeing that he obviously turned a deaf ear to him and had a tendency to take me back to the devil world by myself, then Added it very proudly.

"Please Mozun, don't bother about Xuan Xiao and Qiong Hua."

"you……"

Chonglou, as the king of the demon world, naturally won't have a gentle temper that is patient and tolerant. After being knocked back by my soft nails again and again, he can still suppress it and not directly rush up to beat me up. Let's be honest. I have been very surprised.

Well, maybe he thinks bullying me, a severely disabled person who has suffered both psychological and physical injuries, would be a shame for him, the Demon Venerable Demon...

In short, he glared at me fiercely, the gloomy color in his red pupils sank slightly, he waved his hand, and spoke in a very uncomfortable way.

"Huh! This seat wants to take care of it, how do you treat it?"

"..."

Then please pinch it well and wait until the final plot.

To be honest, it’s actually quite interesting to see such a heavy building, like an awkward child, but it’s a pity...

Frowning slightly, I thought it was almost time to get angry, so I also frowned, and said in a cold voice.

"Although Xuan Xiao is frozen, his cultivation is still there. If the Demon Lord wants to face Qionghua, don't blame Xuan Xiao for not thinking about the old love. Even if he loses, he will never sit idly by!"

To be honest, whether it is based on Xuan Xiao's self-esteem or Chonglou Mozun's identity, this rescue operation that should be regarded as a friend's help is doomed to fail.

No matter how much Xuan Xiao resented Suyao who had frozen him, he would not simply follow the Demon Lord back to the Demon Realm. What he wanted to do should be to rely on his own strength to break out of the ice just like I remembered. , Tell Suyao and everyone with absolute strength.He was not wrong. Back then, they were the ones who were wrong!

I feel that my brows are a little uncomfortable. I can't tell whether this kind of feeling is good or bad. It's just that the different things I have suffered have formed a difference in standpoint, character and heart.

It's just that I already know the result, which is equivalent to the existence of the plot, and it is inevitable to have some resentment before, let alone the original one.

It's just...the most urgent thing is not how to deal with the mentality so as to better express the mood of the original work, but...

...How to deal with the Demon Lord who is already on fire...

"good very good!"

Chonglou's fiery red pupils really seemed to be on fire this time. Speaking of which, I also think that Mozun probably has some flaws in his personality. Or run by yourself...

Is it because no demon dared to talk to him when he was in the demon world, so the demon came to me when he was empty and lonely?

... Could this be the so-called, what is not available is the best?

"Xuan Xiao! Qionghua is your teacher, isn't this seat your friend?"

Oh my friend……

My heart softened, my complexion relaxed a little, and I nodded.

"Since being imprisoned, there have been few visits from the same family in the past, and now it is frozen here, and no one is heard. Now that Chonglou is standing here, even if there is a difference between humans and demons, how can Xuan Xiao see the friendship in it And Wujian. You...of course are my friends."

I said this sentence sincerely, although Chonglou is a demon, and his temper is a little bit arrogant, his temper is a little bit big, and he is really careless and reckless.However, no matter whether he treats me or I treat him, although neither expressly stated it, they both regard each other as friends.

It's just that friendship is precious, and so is family affection, so when the two meet and have to make a choice...you can only rely on your heart.

...Unfortunately, the most important thing for me has always been to go home.For this reason, I can watch the dispute between Qionghua and the demon world, and even facilitate the departure of Yun Tianqing and Suyu. Naturally... I can also abandon this friendship.

It's not that you are a bad friend, Chong Lou, or that I don't treat you as a friend, it's just that you are not the best or the most important.

...Speaking of which, why should I be obsessed with the question of whether Chonglou is my best friend?

Withdrawing my thoughts of not knowing where I was distracted, I looked at the heavy building that was quietly waiting for my next step.

In order to prevent this Demon Venerable, who is a little clueless in dealing with demons, probably because of his strength, from clinging to this point in the future, and doing bad things with good intentions, I think it is necessary for me to make it clearer.

"...But the positions are different."

Chonglou didn't pay attention to my last sentence, his pupils which were still full of anger, now seemed to be beating bright red flames, quite joyful.

... Could it be that Mozun is so short of friends...?

"Hmph! I won't move Qionghua!"

Mozun, you are really a friend!

"It's just a group of ants fighting, my seat is full of magic, so I don't have time to pay attention!"

Chong Lou was obviously being duplicity, well, it could also be that Mo Zun, who had never made friends before, became angry from embarrassment.In short, he waved his hands, raised his eyebrows, his stern face was rigid, and his large cloak was rustling, which looked much more imposing than my loose pajamas.

...but my pajamas must be more comfortable than his armor, I'm glad.

After a pause, Chong Lou looked at me, his expression froze for a moment—I think it was probably because my face accidentally revealed the thoughts in my heart, which deeply reflected my respect for "Mozun, since you are a magician." How can you come and chat with me when you are free?

He turned around, leaving me with a back view.

"Condensing the image of the spirit body is not beneficial to you now, don't use it next time, I have a way to talk to you face to face."

"..."

I silently watched Zhonglou's figure disappear in front of me, and the familiar space magic circle shone ostentatiously in the forbidden area.

Somewhat warm in my heart because of his concern just now, although I am used to his usual unrestrained appearance, suddenly I am not used to hearing such empathetic words of consideration for others...

Also... 'next time'...

...So, you will come next time?

Can you let me sleep peacefully until the plot begins...

I silently dissipated the condensate, and went back to sleep in the ice.By the way, he gave Xihe an order, when he sees the Chonglou again, remember to hit me with Yangyan directly, anyway, he won't die anyway, so if you beat him more, you will earn more.

Let you disturb my sleep!

When I was woken up by Xi He's persistent buzzing sound again, I was ready to face the frowning and cold-eyed Demon Lord. won't feel good.However, I have a very legitimate reason - Xihe protects the Lord.

As a spiritual soldier, it is necessary to attack spontaneously and consciously when the master is in danger.So, if you want to blame it, blame the demon king for being too strong, your arrogance is too arrogant, and the demonic energy is too dangerous.

As a result, when I opened my eyes, there was nothing in front of me, only the ice wall on the opposite side, which was as frozen as an unpolished mirror, and I looked at each other from a distance with icicles...

Where is the devil?

"Are you... Uncle Xuan Xiao?"

A very clear and somewhat soft voice came, and I subconsciously bowed my head along the source of the voice, and then fell silent.

A child wearing a reduced and improved version of the Qionghua Taoist uniform stood in the ice and snow, with a round, pink bun face and bright black eyes that did not blink, looking at me curiously.In the dark pupils, I can see my peaceful sleeping face in the apple core... vaguely like a watercolor that has been splashed with water.

Seriously doubt he can see my face.

The child's hair is tied on the top of the head with a small jade crown. Ming Ming is not very old, but he is trying hard to raise some of it, and his lips that seem to be smiling silently are curled down, making a serious look.

He was carrying a Hanling sword on his back, which was the standard size of the original pair, so the hilt of the sword was on top of the child's head, but the tail of the sword went straight across and landed on the child's chest. The bend of the leg.

In the awe-inspiring ice and snow, the fire red stone on the child's neck was shining quietly.

This...whose child?

Hmm... I didn't see anything.

I continued to close my eyes and tried to pretend to be asleep, but Xi He was too dedicated to his work. As soon as I closed my eyes, it dutifully buzzed...

The short-armed and short-legged child raised his head when he heard the sound, glanced at Xi He curiously, and then carried his sword on his back and moved towards the icicle bit by bit. How many points.In the end, he had no choice but to keep stomping his feet, breathed out into the clasped palms, and exhaled clouds of white mist.

Hearing Xi He's sudden buzzing, the child's whole body froze for a moment, and timidly raised his head from the movement of bowing his head for breath, his black eyes blinked, and he looked straight at Xi He.

Suddenly I was a little excited, after sleeping for so long, I finally saw someone again!

... The heavy building is a demon, so it doesn't count.

The child tilted his head and ran a few steps faster, but he couldn't see his legs from my angle. It felt like a ball of flour stumbling over...

It's very cute, I don't know which apprentice from Qionghua Sect, calling me my uncle... Could it be Senior Sister Suyao?

The child stopped under the icicles, raised his head and stared silently - considering his height and the distance I was frozen, it was indeed a far-sighted sight.

Taking advantage of the fact that I could see him and he couldn't see me, I very leisurely called Xihe to watch him together.

As a child who seems to be only about seven or eight years old, this child showed the perseverance and endurance that is worthy of being suspected of being accepted as an apprentice by Senior Sister Suyao. After looking at me for a long time, he lowered his head , rubbed his eyes with his fleshy fingers, and his slender eyelashes trembled.

After rubbing his eyes, he stretched out his hand to poke the icicle, and as soon as his fingertips touched it, he retracted abruptly and put it near his mouth to breathe again and again.

"Uncle Xuan Xiao...?"

He tentatively called out, and I began to hesitate whether to respond.

Before I could respond, the child frowned self-consciously, as if he had encountered a problem and couldn't find the answer, but he wanted to know the answer but was too embarrassed to ask, and he spoke in a low voice.

"Uncle Xuanxiao...do you really like Uncle Tianqing that much?"

"..."

I was silent.

...Who is spreading rumors? !

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