Why did Jianzun steal his relatives [Rebirth]

In Bixiao Palace, Xiao Yihe knelt in front of the statue of Sanqing and looked up for a long time, wondering what he was thinking.The light and shadow flickered on his shoulders, and after a long time, he put the jade flute into his sleeve, got up suddenly and walked out.

The sui belt fluttered with the wind and passed before Xue Xuanwei's eyes. He subconsciously grabbed Xiao Yihe's hand.

In an instant, it was like flying sand and stones before his eyes. Time flew by quickly, and pictures flashed one after another. He saw the blood rain all over the sky, heard countless sorrows and pity, and saw the memories of every town he walked through and every town he killed in his dream. The remnant soul, and then woke up in nightmares again and again.

In Xiao Yihe's late dreams, there will always be only pouring rain and millions of grievances overwhelming the sky.

Xue Xuanwei once again remembered that after he left the customs, he tracked all the way, and saw his brother on the haystack outside Wuding Port. At that time, he was sitting alone and numb on the haystack, his snow clothes were stained with blood, and asked lightly: " Did you hear that? They were yelling for help."

As everyone knows, he himself has always longed to be saved.

There was another change in front of him, the confusion changed suddenly, Xue Xuanwei felt his hands sink, he looked down, and saw a star of crimson flowing on the blade of the "Cun Xin Bu Mei" in his hand... Then he raised his head, Gao Ya Guyun , Black crows are rolling in the sky, it is actually the cliff of trying swords!

Xiao Yihe held the jade flute in his hand, his throat was pressed against the tip of the sword, and several wounds had already opened on his body, with a smile on his lips, he looked straight at Xue Xuanwei: "Do you want to kill me again, Junior Brother? "

Seeing that he was about to hit the tip of the sword, Xue Xuan took half a step back, and hearing his tone, he stabbed again with a flick of his wrist: "It's you!"

Xiao Yihe raised his hand to hold the edge of his sword, letting the sharp sword intent cut every inch of his palm, and said with a smile: "Why, Xue Xuanwei, this is the truth you long for! What you owe me is not just the one on the sword trial cliff. A sword."

That's right, all these things, traced back to the source, all originated from the existence of Xue Xuanwei.

If Xue Xuanwei had never been to the Sword God Mountain, Xiao Yihe would not have been like this, and Master would not have come to where he is today.

Xiao Yihe stared at him and said: "Didn't you yearn for me to return to you day and night all these years? Now that I am back, you should be happy and repay everything you owe me." He gently pushed the sword away Feng whispered, "Your chance has come, give me his soul, and Xiao Yihe will come back—a complete Xiao Yihe, not a chaotic and incomplete defective product."

"Defective products……"

Xiao Yihe caressed his cheek, and said slowly: "Junior brother, you can do it for me, right?"

"Senior brother." Xue Xuanwei's eyes intersected with his, and what he saw in his eyes was full of darkness.Xue Xuanwei's expression turned cold, he turned his wrist suddenly, and the long sword roared away!

Xiao Yihe gave a soft "tsk" impatiently, and quickly retreated until he reached the edge of the cliff. When the sword tip was approaching, he staggered to a stop, and stroked his forehead with his hand, as if struggling with someone in pain.In a moment, the gloom in his eyes dissipated, replaced by a pair of blank and clear eyes.

"...!" Xue Xuanwei's heart skipped a beat.

Xiao Yihe opened his eyes, and he broke through another layer of confusion, and he didn't know which memory he fell into again——At this moment, he cut through layer after layer of confusion, feeling extremely tired, as if That dishonorable life was lived through again.

At this level, just as his vision regained clarity, when he raised his head, the sword light of "Inch Heart Not Confused" flashed in front of his eyes.

"...It turned out to be the sword test cliff." Xiao Yihe couldn't help laughing at himself, the scenery here is still so good, overlooking the mountains and mountains, he didn't notice it countless times before when he practiced sword here.He took pleasure in bitterness, clenched the jade flute in his sleeve, and was ready to fight alone again, "Come on! I'll kill you so that I can meet my real junior—huh?"

Xiao Yihe was startled.

Because this time, "Xue Xuanwei" in the confusion did not stab him resolutely, but turned the tip of the sword violently, and at the same time wrapped his arms around him, pulling him into his arms and hugging him.

Xiao Yihe unexpectedly fell into a warm and soft embrace.

He was stunned for a while, as if a rabbit had found its nest, his waist slowly softened, the corners of his mouth raised a little bit, his hands wrapped around his back, and he pressed himself tightly against his chest, breathing greedily smell him.

"Oh, isn't this my little junior brother?"

In such a situation, he could still laugh.

But this is Xiao Yihe, the brother he secretly puts on the tip of his heart, who doesn't know how to feel sorry for him.

The figure of the senior brother in his memory was similar to him, slender as a pine, not as soft as Song Yao's body in his arms, but it made Xue Xuan feel a little lucky to have found it again. He couldn't help turning his head and kissed his senior brother's lips.

Xiao Yihe was obediently teased by him between his lips and teeth, and after a while, seeing that Xue Xuanwei wanted to let him go, she used the excuse of soft feet and dizziness to act coquettishly at him, telling him to still hold him and not let go.

Xue Xuan said in a low voice: "I already know, the night before the retreat..."

Xiao Yihe arched into his arms dissatisfied: "Hold tight, haven't you eaten?"

"..." Xue Xuanwei was funny and sour, so he had no choice but to stop talking, and hug him tighter as he said.

The two hugged each other, and seeing the fog around them thicken again, maybe the next layer of confusion is about to break out, and they don't know what kind of old memories they will fall into.Xiao Yihe lay on Xue Xuanwei's shoulder and took a look, he was no longer willing to be separated from his junior brother.

"Sect Master Xue, can you still hold a sword?" He held Yuxiao and asked Xue Xuanwei with a smile.

"Ah."

Xue Xuanwei clenched his five fingers, Cun Xin unambiguously responded to the call, and a stream of shining eyes enveloped the blade of the sword——

At this moment, the sky above the two of them suddenly "bang"!

Xiao Yihe raised his head when he heard the sound, and saw that the sky was shaking, a golden feathered arrow was like a world-destroying spear, piercing the sky and "booming" like a meteor penetrating into the earth, the distant peaks collapsed in response, the sky poured down, and the cliffs burst !

A breach suddenly split in the eastern sky!

Nan Rongqi's anxious voice came from outside the sky crack: "Yi-crane! Are you alive-?" Xu didn't hear the response, and he immediately shot another arrow, which was so fierce that it went straight away. Half of the sword-testing cliff.

The two of Xiao Yihe were almost smashed into the center of the earth by his arrow: "..."

Ning Wushuang's voice came from beside him: "How about I send hundreds of puppets in to look for them?" As he said that, a handful of small things like beans were thrown in, and fell to the ground and turned into small puppets about seventeen or eight and a half people tall. Person A, screaming and jumping all over the floor.

It's a pity that the inside of the maze is not as easy to control as the outside. A dozen or so little armored people wandered around for a while, bumped into Xiao Yihe's thigh, and were lifted by Xue Xuanwei's arms, so they didn't realize that the person in front of them was the person they were looking for .

Seeing that the puppet did not respond for a long time, Ning Wushuang was silent for a while: "How about shooting another arrow..."

"Nan Rongqi!" Xiao Yihe yelled at the crack in the sky, "If you two throw trash in again, I'll drink your ears with your ears when I go out!"

Nan Rongqi's eyes lit up, and before he could yell back, he saw a ray of clear sword light break through the fog, and tear open a huge hole in the thick smoke like a crow cloud. The figure slowly walked out of the maze.

As soon as he returned to his real body, the wound on his body immediately made Xiao Yihe grin his teeth in pain, and he still didn't forget to sneer at Nan Rongqi: "Can you practice your broken arrow technique again? Did you aim at my head and shoot? "

He waved the fog in front of his eyes, saw them clearly, and was shocked: "How did this happen?"

Nan Rongqi was in a mess, and Ming Chunxi with a pale face hung on Ning Wu's shoulders.There were seven or eight living corpses lying staggeringly at the feet of the few people, and there were still resentful spirits floating around.

In the distance, most of the monks from various sects were too busy to take care of themselves. When the thick fog rose, Xue Xuanwei was dragged into the maze at the same time, that is to say, he could not continue to support the barrier of the sword formation outside, and suddenly the evil spirits and ghosts swarmed up, like a dog falling into a butcher's shop like.

Rao Nan Rongqi and others helped to disperse the wraiths, but there were still heavy casualties.But the most important thing is that this delusion has the effect of demagogy. When people talk nonsense, the dirty things that come out are even more embarrassing than the casualties of the disciples.

Tianqiong's Eye of Guixu was still slowly spinning, Xiao Yihe looked around: "What about the evil?"

Nan Rongqi wiped the blood on his face: "What evil?"

"Looking for me?" A laugh came from the eaves.

Several people turned their heads at the same time, only to see a phantom sitting on the wall, holding a small armored figure of Ning Wushuang in his hand, and was dismantling it on his lap, and after a while, the little puppet was reassembled, and he hooked Hook your fingers, and the little thing stands up, sings and dances, and can speak words.

This precise puppet technique must have come from Ning Wuzhi's memory, Ning Wushuang shouted, "Where is my brother!"

Xuying smiled, and caught more broken Xiaojia people in the same way, and put them on the eaves one by one after repairing: "Don't worry, we will see you soon. But before that, I will send these A group of hypocrites."

"They gave it to me back then, and now I return it to them intact."

The repaired little man jingled and jumped down along the top of the wall, and ran into the staggering crowd, one first, and then a dozen or so shouted at the top of their lungs——

"Father's debt is paid by son!"

"Father's debt is paid by son!"

When everyone was horrified, Xu Ying said softly to Xue Xuan again: "Sect Master Xue, my good junior brother, you must think about the matter I mentioned to you! The truth is so, are you willing? ... It will last for seven days, I hope you make a plan early, don't let me down."

Nan Rongqi looked over in shock: "Junior brother?"

Xuying heard Nan Rongqi's surprise, and looked at him with interest: "Nan Rongqi, you haven't changed much, I thought you were going to leave a scar on your face. The elixir you gave me that day was indeed It’s rare in this world, so it must have been stolen from your father’s secret treasury, right? It’s just that the taste is fishy and bitter.”

"When will I send you off..." Nan Rongqi was taken aback, "You..."

After saying that, his body changed into a puff of smoke and disappeared into the sky.