Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

dawn. "

Suppressing all the bitterness and pain in his heart, Xiao Jue raised his eyes and said: "But, I want to tell you, I want to tell you... Su Qingwang..."

At the beginning of the three words, Chu Jingran opened his eyes suddenly with closed eyes, and suddenly pulled Hanyue in his hands. In Wuyou's horrified gaze behind him, in Zuo Xuanzhi's gleeful gaze, in Xiao Jue's disbelieving gaze, In the gazes of countless people who had no time to stop, a sword qi and a fierce cold moon pierced through the chest.

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Dripping blood poured down from Hanyue's blade, severe pain came from the bleeding wrist and abdomen, and Xiao Jue, with a face as pale as paper, retreated rapidly under the horrified sight of countless people present.

The early stage of Jindan, the late stage of foundation establishment, the early stage of foundation establishment, the tenth level of Qi training, the sixth level, the second level, the first level...

The sword destroys the dantian, the breath shatters the wrist and toughness, he has practiced for several years, and he stands with the sword during the night and day. At this moment, if the mirror surface falls to the ground overnight, with a crisp bang, it turns into a complete mirror.

The severe pain choked Xiao Jue's breathing, making him unable to see the person in front of him clearly. His blood flow was completely cut off, and then his right hand holding the sword grasped the slightly trembling and sharp blade.

The sticky hands, the blood in the chest and the weakness in the whole body indicate the fact that his cultivation base is completely abolished at the moment, but even so, he still stares at the person in front of him firmly, as if he wants to tear his body away. All the subtleties are carved into the soul.

Xiao Jue understands, this person doesn't want him to say it, he doesn't want him to say it a second time because he abides by the etiquette, he thinks it is wrong, and he is wrong once, that's enough.

However, even if it was wrong, he wanted to tell this person, to tell him.

"Su... Qingwang... I... like you."

like you.

I don't know where it started, and I don't know where it will end.

Xu Shi at the first glance, the picture is too sacred, let me remember you in my heart and dare not blaspheme, Xu Shi is the step you raised your foot, you blocked not only the attack, but also the danger from the whole world, Xu Shi That sentence was so pleasant to the ear that he kept lingering in my dreams, not daring to forget even a single bit.

Subconsciously, I don't want, don't want, and dare not break the status quo, so, countless mornings and sunsets, I can't even figure out my own heart, I don't know what is missing, I don't know how many times your figure has disappeared in front of me At the end of the day, what exactly is it that I want to grasp.

I thought that I could watch you quietly for the rest of my life, but I found it was not possible.

Su Qingwang, why... are you my master?

If you are not, if you are not... Will I be able to say this in the eyes of everyone in front of everyone.

Su Qingwang, I like you.

A steady stream of fresh blood gushed out from Xiao Jue's lips, and each one fell on the bluestone ground in front of him. A continuous blood path was formed in a few breaths, as if silently exaggerating the words that should be sweet and happy.

Chu Jingran's eyes were hidden in the shadows, making it impossible for everyone present to see the slightest bit, but everyone could feel that his hand holding Hanyue tightly was shaking.

Seeing this, Wuyou's eyes were full of complicated unbearable, just about to speak, suddenly heard a trembling voice, "From today...you Xiao Jue is no longer my Tianyan disciple, you are completely with me, Su Qingwang... Teacher Duan... Grace Judgment."

The long sword was pulled out, and the bright red blossoms bloomed in the air, Xiao Jue fell to the ground without support, and in his sight was the man's dark-colored robe, a ray of blood was like wintersweet blooming in the snow.

He wanted to raise his hand to help that person wipe the blood stains on it. He knew very early on that that person disliked polluting his body the most, but at this moment, he couldn't move a finger, the pain in his wrist bone, the pain in his abdomen, The pervasive pain almost swept his whole body.

In the midst of this chaos, Xiao Jue suddenly saw the man in front of him who had never bent his knees, and knelt straight down. Then, a trembling voice came from under his focused facial features.

"Disciple Su Qingwang... would like to exchange... the position of an elder... for the punishment of the abyss... may the suzerain and all the elders present... grant it."

According to Tianyan's clan rules, if you pass on your disciples personally, if you deceive your master and destroy your ancestors, abolish your cultivation, break your wrists and toughness, you will never be able to lift a sword, and at the same time you cross out your name from the genealogy, you will fall into the bottomless abyss and be punished for ten thousand years. To serve as a warning to others.

Everyone present knew this iron law, including Xiao Jue.

But he still violated.

Seeing this dazzling scene, Xiao Jue on the ground wanted to speak, he wanted that person to get up, he knew how painful and trampled on his dignity to kneel down on the enemy for him who was proud For one thing, he tried his best to open his lips, but he couldn't utter a word except for the blood dripping continuously.

In the interweaving of tears and blood, Xiao Jue saw the person facing him kowtow three times. Every time he raised and fell, it was like knocking on the tip of his heart, making his soul ache and trembling. .

Master... Please... don't.

After finishing the three songs, Chu Jing