Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

, will not give up the meat to the mouth, but there is a premise.

It must not have anything to do with the words Su Qingwang!

The many hesitations towards Mie Tianyan Daoji, the supreme love for that sword, the mercy towards Wuyou's subordinates... Shui Wuyue remembered all the countless details that others could not notice.

Maybe it's a woman's intuition, Minazuki thought it was probably all because of those three words.

Su Qingwang!

Therefore, she does not want Xiao Jue to see this person, nor does she want Xiao Jue to know too much information about this person. For more than five years, she has been secretly blocking all the information about Su Qingwang, intentionally or unintentionally, preventing Xiao Jue from Jue pays too much attention to these three characters.

She is very successful, for at least five years, Xiao Jue never knew that he once loved that person who had no heart or desire.

And Shui Wuyue also thought that she would continue to be so successful until the demon world took on a new look, until she just heard that the person who came this time was Su Qingwang. At that moment, she knew for the first time how much she was afraid of these three words, afraid of this people.

Not caring about other things, while looking for someone to stop Xiao Jue, she also went here alone, intending to obliterate the other party's existence.

Anyway, it's fine if he dies, as long as Xiao Jue can't see him.

Thoughts in the blink of an eye, Shui Wuyue kept the long whip in her hand, and she swung the harsh whip like a big impenetrable net, and when she saw the figure in white clothes not far away, her whole chest was filled with murderous intent.

Chu Jingran was in the midst of fighting, when he suddenly heard a soft and charming voice from the woman opposite, "Su Qingwang, if you really want me to retreat from the Demon Realm, it's not impossible, as long as..."

Almost subconsciously, the long sword in Chu Jingran's hand froze slightly, because he came here today precisely for this matter, how could he not care about the unfinished words of Shui Wuyue!

However, what Mizunazuki wanted was the opening of his subconscious stagnation.

Seeing her fierce eyes, the long whip carrying the afterimage of the wind, she went straight towards the man's neck, and said sharply: "You are dead, that's enough!"

Su Qingwang, as long as you die, that's enough, as long as you die, I will never be afraid of anyone again!

After realizing the real intention of the other party, it was too late for Chu Jingran to retreat completely. At the moment when his pupils shrank, he just watched the whip attacking him.

In the bitter wind, he seemed to be able to feel the touch of the knife cutting his neck, which was cold and painful.

At the very moment, the instinct left in his bones made Chu Jingran turn away.

puff-

The sound of flesh-piercing echoed in the ears, dark red blood foam bloomed in the air, the shoulder blades pierced by the long whip, the dark-colored flesh-piercing long whip quickly dipped outwards, leaving a dazzling glare on the pure-color robe in the blink of an eye. of burning beauty.

Xiao Jue, whose schedule was delayed, came here alone, and this is what he saw when he stepped into the pavilion.

Not far away, the man stood sideways with his sword raised, standing in the courtyard with a tall figure, three thousand black hairs on his pure white robe slightly brushed and hung down his back, as the breeze blew by, amidst the swirling ink shadows, they burst out from the wound on his shoulder. The bright red blood light intertwined in the air into a magnificent beauty.

It was clear that the injury was serious, but his eyebrows were not wrinkled, and his back was still straight, as if he could hold up the whole sky above his head forever.

At this moment, Xiao Jue actually had the illusion of peeking into the never-before-seen wisp of blue smoke in the dream, grasped in the palm of his hand, passing through the fingers and dissipating.

This is……

Noticing Xiao Jue's coming here not far away and the sudden expression on his face, Shui Wuyue's face suddenly turned pale, and she knew that maybe the worst thing she didn't want to see was about to happen.

Chu Jingran, who was on the opposite side of Shui Wuyue, was sensitive to her abnormality, almost reflexively, and he followed her gaze.

But in Xiao Jue's eyes, the man not far away slowly turned his eyes sideways, and Xiao Jue's unknowingly shrunken pupils, that beautiful face, was like a gem hidden in the dust, swept by the hurricane. A little bit of his own dazzling brilliance bloomed.

The cold eyes are as clear as the frosty moon, as clear as the autumn moon, as bright as the jade, and as graceful as the bamboo.

Flowers in the fog, moon in the mirror, blue butterflies dancing around.

In countless dreams where you can't find what you want, in countless dreams you want to hold hands and put them down, in countless dreams you don't dare to be confused and unclear when you pass by, in countless dreams and loves for Hongshui, it's all because of him alone And rise.

Holding a long sword in his hand, he stood quietly under the tree in the sea of ​​flowers not far away. The small shadow cast on the ground was reflected in Xiao Jue's eyes, engraved in Xiao Jue's heart, and engraved in the depths of Xiao Jue's soul. place.

Countless messes and bits and pieces quickly tossed and reorganized in my mind, countless dusty cabinets gushed out like a tide, and countless memories about him emerged together.

His coldness, his softness, his protection, his defense, his retreat, his kneeling.

Those happy, happy, expectant, bitter, painful, and desperate things completely wiped out all Xiao Jue's senses at this moment.

the entire sea of ​​consciousness