Why did Jianzun steal his relatives [Rebirth]

Xiao Yihe finally knew what "Ning Wuzhi" did with those heavenly and earthly treasures as a guide.

He once again created the "Return to the Market Eye" formation!

... 70 years ago, the master of Jianshen Mountain suddenly fell into a demon, and tried to forcefully break through the gate of immortality by pumping out the twelve ridges of the earth. The spiritual power of the twelve ridges converged in the sky, like red blood eyes, and was borrowed by later generations to "return to the immortal" The name "Xuan", which means the end of the world, describes its horror.

It's just that at that time, the blood eye was supported by the master's vast and condensed skills, and it was wide enough to cover the sky and the sun, but now this blood eye is imitated by an earth vein, heaven and earth spirit, and its scale is only as small as it was at the beginning. one-tenth of

But even if it is only similar in shape, it is enough to arouse the fear of many people present.

After all, when the Guixu Eye opened, it devoured a large number of living beings, and took countless living souls to fill the formation, which indeed caused millions of corpses in the world.

It is difficult for people not to think, now that the eyes of Guixu have reappeared in the world, is it possible that the catastrophe of the past will come again?

When the crowd was in a panic, "Duan Congyuan" took the opportunity to break free from the shackles, chose to escape, wandered and hid with his soul body, and plunged into the bodies of several young disciples to suck spiritual energy.

He was slick, and Nan Rongqi followed him for several feet, but he finally didn't know whose body he was hiding in. He could only step on the sword, hold the longbow in his arm, and stare at the ugly aristocratic family off the field.In such a flash, Nan Rongqi grabbed his right arm violently, and a golden light suddenly shot out, hitting a brown-clothed monk.

The golden feather turned into a beam of spiritual light and sank into the monk's waist, and Bo Hun was forced out again. Nan Rongqi didn't hide from the pale smoke, but only looked at him with a smile, Nan Rongqi didn't have time to think about it , and immediately drew the "Zixu Bow" full of strings again——

"Nan Rongqi, stop!"

An urgent shout made Nan Rongqi miss his shot, and the taut bowstring grazed the tiger's mouth, drawing a bloodstain. He followed the sound and turned around: "Xue Xuanwei, what are you doing! I almost... Yihe?!"

Xiao Yihe fell to the ground clutching his waist and abdomen, his face was pale, but the clothes on his side had already been stained red with blood, seeping out from between his fingers, he clenched his back teeth, and was tugging at the skirt with Xue Xuanwei.

Nan Rongqi looked at the direction where the damned black shadow was flashing, then looked at Xiao Yihe, wiped the blood on the tiger's mouth, and jumped off the sword: "What's going on? Let me see!"

It was okay for one person to rob, but Xiao Yihe couldn't stop them both at the same time, and within a few strokes, Nan Rongqi brute force tore off the clothes, revealing a red skinned wound inside.

There were two fingers deeply wounded, with traces of aura bursting out, Nan Rongqi was immediately dumbfounded... This was clearly caused by Zixu's bow, but the arrow just now, he clearly shot at——

While stunned, Xue Xuanwei grabbed Xiao Yihe and pressed the wound at the same time: "Follow me."

"...Where are you going?" Xiao Yihe coughed a few times and was taken up. He twitched in pain and couldn't move at all. "Wait a minute, hey, Xuanwei...it hurts..."

Hearing that it hurts, Xue Xuanwei suddenly stopped.

The Zixu bow is so powerful that even Xue Xuanwei couldn't heal the wound instantly. He missed a moment of confusion, but then the confusion turned into anger: "Let him do whatever he wants! You can't stay Here it is!"

Since the reunion, Xue Xuanwei has never been angry with him. Seeing his anxious face, Xiao Yihe felt that it didn't hurt so much. Instead, he laughed and said softly: "You have also seen this situation... Where can I go?" Are they all the same?"

In Xiao Yihe's soft smiling eyes, Xue Xuanwei slowly lowered his eyebrows.

If one accident is accidental, then there must be traces of the same accidents one after another.

Back then at the inn in Pengxi County, when he first met "Ning Wuzhi", he had inexplicably many wounds on his neck, and Xue Xuanwei was a fool if he couldn't understand the blow just now and Nan Rongqi's arrow.

——I am afraid that Xiao Yihe has some kind of connection with "Ning Wuzhi".

Although Nan Rongqi was a little slow, he also noticed the problem.Both of them looked back at "Ning Wuzhi" at the same time. At this time, he no longer occupied the other person's body, but sat on the eaves as the most realistic hazy shadow, with a cloud of black smoke lingering in front of his face, only a part of it could be seen. Lean jawline.

But the figure, the lazy sitting posture, both of them are very familiar.

With his legs hanging down under the eaves, black resentment rolled out from the wound on his waist and ribs, as if a ball of ink had smeared out.Weeds sprang up between the tiles of the eaves, and when they touched his black blood, they withered and withered instantly.

——It doesn't look like a soul at all, but more like a human form made of resentment.

At this moment, Duan Congyuan, who was taken over by Ning Wushuang, suddenly woke up from a coma, and shouted in a daze: "Xiao Yihe!...you promised me, promised me... Daomen haha—"

His body has been occupied by such a strong resentment for a long time, his mind is no longer sober before, and when he wakes up, he is full of nonsense.

Ning Wushuang hurriedly stuffed his mouth, but was bitten by Duan Congyuan viciously, and continued to shout in their direction: "Xiao Yihe, I have done everything you asked me to do! Kill them, take their hands off!" Feed the dog!... Mmmmm!"

Xiao Yihe: "..."

He yelled so loudly that even though his mouth was gagged, everyone around who should have heard him heard it. Under the silence, they couldn't hide their extreme panic.

"Xiao Yihe, is he calling Xiao Yihe?!"

"Guixuyan...he really didn't die, he came to take revenge!"

"Woo, I want to live..."

What is known so far is that they can't do anything to that black shadow at all, and they can't even hurt him at all. It's meaningless to stay here. Xue Xuanwei once again held Xiao Yihe's wrist: "Let's go."

"Do you think you can still leave at this moment? Xiao Yihe!" The man on the eaves shouted loudly, and the tiles on the eaves were lifted off by his clapping and shot down like countless sword pieces.

When Xue Xuanwei raised his sword to resist, the veins in the mountains burst violently again, like the heartbeat of the earth, bang!

The bloody eyes in the sky opened suddenly, staring red at the common people on the earth. The vortex inside it was tumbling, and the resentment was overflowing. More resentful ghosts and living corpses in the forest were called by the invisible, and they slowly climbed up the mountain. There was a hungry growl in the throat.

The black shadow on the eaves used resentment as a barrier, and a dense fog rolled up between the sleeves, and Yunbo waved his head suddenly.

Xue Xuanwei and the others covered their noses with their sleeves and held their breath immediately. Amid the smog, his first thought was to find where Xiao Yihe was. Just as he grabbed his hand, there was a commotion in the distance. An elder surnamed Song suddenly started dancing.

... the fog is poisonous!

He screamed for a while, went mad for a while, and then suddenly drew his sword and pierced through a servant beside him, knelt down beside him, sucked up the soul power of the servant who had just died, and laughed foolishly: "What a secret!" What a secret technique! A dead Duan Siying was exchanged for such a powerful secret technique! That old man also did a good thing... worth it, it’s worth it!"

"Elder?"

"...Elder Song?!"

Nan Rongqi's complexion changed slightly, and he stepped forward, but saw that the eyes of several other high-ranking disciples of Qingjingzong also dimmed, and they drew their swords to face each other, winning the one insanely and sucking the soul power of the dead, gracefully. junkie.

Xiao Yihe's pupils trembled slightly.

The old Patriarch of the Qingjing Sect used Duan Siying's death as a bargaining chip to trade this evil secret technique with others!This is why Duan Congyuan gave up on himself and took revenge on the sect!He used to be such a pure and proud person, seeing the sect he respected and loved with his own eyes, for this kind of thing, let him make peace with the death of his own sister, but he said "for the peace of the Daomen".

Daomen Ninghe? Daomen is not the same as before.

Before waking up from this incident, the wife of the owner of the Danxia Valley on the other side has already hugged a handsome middle-aged Daoxiu, and they are very intimate under the eyes of everyone.

Madam said coquettishly: "How about the sword manual? It's been so long and there is no progress at all?"

The middle-aged monk sucked her beautiful cheek vigorously: "What's the hurry, baby? Our sect master is very thoughtful, how can it be so easy to steal the sword manual? Otherwise, if you give me some more money, I will have to go up and down." Get some..."

"What do you want?" Madam said angrily, "Who doesn't know that you are using it for gambling in the world!"

Mrs. Gu Mistress was famous for her beauty when she was young, and there were very few people in the Taoist sect who didn't recognize her. Therefore, when she opened her mouth, everyone couldn't help but glance at the Danxia Valley Master.The current owner of Danxia Valley was replaced more than ten years ago, that is, the older brother of Mrs. Zhang from Changyang Gate.

However, at this moment, Danxiagu's main face is only ashamed of being exposed, but there is no fury at discovering his wife Hongxing cheating.

... He actually knew about this, but was acquiescing, or, it was simply because he encouraged his wife to do such a nasty thing, just to get a glimpse of his sect's sword manual!

Everyone knows that Danxia Valley also entered Taoism through the sword. In the early days, it was unique in the world with the "Chixia Swordsmanship", and it was a veritable master of swordsmanship.It is said that before Qinghe Zhenjun established his sect, his ancestors were fortunate enough to witness Qinghe Zhenjun dancing his sword under the moonlight, so he realized something and created the "Chixia Sword Art".

Therefore, Danxia Valley has always claimed to be in the same vein as the "Tianji Sword Art" of Jianshenshan for thousands of years, and it is talked about every day to show off. The clay buddha in the temple - blindly put gold on his face.

However, the Danxia Valley pays the gold back to the gold, and I don’t know how to learn it in the past 300 years. The swordsmanship of the disciples has plummeted. It is difficult for three or two geniuses to emerge occasionally, but it cannot save the Danxia Valley.

Although Danxia Valley is a skinny camel that is bigger than a horse, the "Chixia Swordsmanship" is rapidly declining, and every time someone mentions it, they can't help but add a few words of embarrassment and sarcasm.

Xiao Yihe moved his gaze away, and saw Mrs. Gu's wife with white flowers on her shoulders, and couldn't help but let out a groan, wondering if he should cover his eyes, when he heard a "click" beside him—Nan Rongqi suddenly Breaking off a stone brick at hand, he gritted his teeth angrily.

He took a closer look, and found that the person who wanted to steal the sword manual was wearing the moon-pattern robe of Chasing Moon Villa!

Xiao Yihe thought about it carefully according to his memory, and he seemed to have a little impression of this guy, because he looked good in appearance, and his actual age was two or thirty years older than Nan Rongqi.

Unexpectedly, Danxiagu didn't think much about the level of his own swordsmanship professor, and the scripture he came up with was to secretly pursue the sword manual of Yueshanzhuang!

But the key point is that the sword skills of Chasing Moon Villa are so-so, why don't they steal Taichu Sword Sect? ... This is really a hard persimmon that can't be bitten, so I can only handle a soft persimmon first.

The gravel embedded blood marks in Nan Rongqi's palm: "It's hard to guard against a family thief day and night! Before the inner mountain guard was alarmed, and several disciples under my sect were seriously injured, it must be this villain! I killed him! "

"Nan Rongqi, calm down, calm down!" He grabbed her.

Xiao Yihe was still dragging Nan Rongqi on this side, while other sects and sects on the other side were making noise one after another under the influence of the poisonous mist. Xiao Yihe who was looking directly was dazzled.

He used to know that every family has difficult sutras to recite, but he didn't know that after several decades, the hearts of Taoists are so far apart.

A group of monks whose combined age was thousands of years old attacked each other, and I don't know which family turned up the old score, and asked sharply: "If you want to turn over these old-fashioned and rotten things, okay, then I will ask you too! When the lost souls appeared everywhere, didn't you ask Xiao Yihe?!"

At the same time, the accused person also retorted: "...what are you talking about, I, I don't know!"

"Heh." The Taoist in Ziyi gave him a slap in the face, and pointed to several familiar faces around him, "You, you, and you! If Xiao Yihe came here for revenge today and started killing, you all will be killed. I can't run away!"

"..."

Xue Xuanwei looked over suddenly, and then looked at Xiao Yihe.

But Xiao Yihe's face was slightly blank, and he hesitated for a while, and finally shook his head slowly, as if he didn't quite understand what they were talking about.In my memory, there is indeed no such thing... They came to beg me?

……beg me.

Xiao Yihe's temples swelled and ached.

"--It's ok."

In the dense fog, a slightly deep voice sounded, with a somewhat mocking smile: "You don't remember these things, you have become your handsome villain, thinking that you are the savior who swallowed the bitter fruit quietly, so they scolded you , you can bear it, and you can in turn be willing to save them again."

"Xiao Yihe," he suddenly appeared behind Xiao Yihe, wrapped his cold arms around his shoulders, and said softly and slowly close to his ear, "So I say you are a hypocrite. Painful memories are left to me—how shall I allow you to do so?"

His voice was like a ghost, and his body was like a cold cellar, Xiao Yihe couldn't help but tremble and twitch from the bottom of his heart.

Sensing his pain, Xue Xuanwei snatched him into his arms, and suddenly raised his sword to stab him, but was held down by the side palm of the black shadow, and said coldly: "Xue Xuanwei! Haven't you thought about it? Why do you always avoid mentioning the truth to you? Why did Shizun become a demon, and what happened the night before the demon?"

"..." Xue Xuan was slightly stunned, "He doesn't want to say, what does it have to do with you—"

"It's not that he doesn't want to," Black Shadow interrupted him, "It's that he can't remember clearly. He felt pain, so he gave up all these to me."

He pushed away Xue Xuanwei's sword and wrapped his arms around his neck from behind. His cold lips almost brushed his cheeks and ears. When he opened and closed his lips, apart from the smell of cold medicine, there was also a faintly familiar smell of Ling Xuanwei. It was a sweet fragrance that Xiao Yihe often smoked in his sleeping quarters when he was on the Sword God Mountain.

The surrounding black mist filled little by little, and he used resentment as a fog barrier, slowly condensing into countless phantoms, turning them into mountains and palaces—huge and real illusions that engulfed everyone in it .

The truth unfolds before your eyes.

The black shadow smiled sweetly, and the arms around him slowly revealed a fair and tender complexion, like porcelain jade, hanging on his body softly and bonelessly: "And every time when you were drunk when you were young, would you like me?" I remember what I have done! I can tell you..."

"... Junior brother."

Xue Xuanwei's soul was shocked.