Proud Immortal

Can move, even if he has thousands of powers, he will be wiped out at this moment.

His eyes turned from red to black again, and the hatred in his eyes dissipated, only to see surprise: "Hey!"

"How, is it much better?", Nie Yuan licked his mouth with his tongue, and whispered: "It seems that there is still room for improvement."

"Ha, what are you doing?"

"Dryness can easily damage the lungs. The lungs govern breathing. The lungs govern breathing. They are straight and combined with the fur. They open into the nose. Dryness often enters through the mouth and nose, so it is most likely to damage the lungs. I see your throat is dry, your skin is dry, I must have suffered from dryness and evil, and I was eager to put out the fire but forgot the etiquette, sorry."

Ye Huancheng looked at the guy in front of him who was bowing his head and apologizing seriously, and jumped ten steps away in fright: "Okay, I'm fine. Everything else is fine in the future, as long as you don't use this method again."

"it is good."

Nie Yuan readily agreed, with a smile on his face, which made Ye Huancheng think about this guy's sexual orientation.

He was about to speak, but he didn't expect the other party to preempt him: "I heard from my disciples that you not only fasted yourself, but also hurt others."

Ever since Chang Shi's death, Ye Huancheng held his body and guarded him in the fairy world for seven days without eating or drinking.Some disciples couldn't bear to go to deliver food, so they were all kicked out. Nine out of ten of them were half lying down, and no one dared to approach them as time went by.

"Are you also here to teach?"

Ye Huancheng's words had long lost their taste, a fire was burning in the cold and fierce pupils, it was burning vigorously, and it was burning cleanly.

With a pat on the shoulder, he pulled himself back to reality, the fire in his heart was extinguished, and the remaining sparks were dying to live on.Ye Huancheng sat down, condensed his dantian, and adjusted his breathing: Nie Yuan took the opportunity to stand behind, and when he flipped his hands, a stream of clear air flowed into Ye Huancheng's body, expelling all the injuries he had suffered in the past few days.

"Although the Mingyue Sword no longer exists, its yin body remnant seems to have the ability to continue to attach to the living body, so it is hard to guarantee that it will not be used by those who want to." Ye Huancheng looked at Chang Shi lying on the bed in front of him, with a handsome face There is no color anymore, and the body that has long been cold and dry has also become stiff.

He clenched his fists tightly and made a "crack" sound, but Nie Ziqing remained silent.After a while, Ye Huancheng put on his coat and said to him: "Let's go to Changfu."

"No."

"My affairs don't need others to intervene."

Ye Huancheng embraced Chang Shi without turning his head back, the imprints under his feet were firm in his determination.

As soon as he stepped into the enchantment, Night Fantasy City stopped.Nie Ziqing stepped forward: "What?"

Ye Huancheng faltered and said: "Changfu, why are you here?"

"West..."

Ye Huancheng tilted his head and looked at him, lowered his head as if he had noticed something, and pushed the person in his arms to the other person: "Nie Yuan, you are so brave, you even want me to suffer from the work of moving the dead Take it yourself, let me hold the dead without burying them, treat me as idle?"

"you......"

Ye Huancheng squinted and scratched his ears: "Hey, the eyeballs are about to fall out, remember to hold them up with your hands. What are you, where are we going? How did we get to the door?"

"No, nothing."

"Really, don't keep calling me if you have nothing to do, I'm very busy!"

"..."

-

"Master, why did you turn back again?" Qing Shu looked at the two people walking in front of him, and dragged Chang Shi's body forward: "Master, let me do it, lest you get tired."

"Let go!" Nie Yuan scolded, Qing Shu was so frightened that he withdrew his hand.

This kid is good at everything, but he is timid and is often teased by other brothers.The one who bullies me the most is Chang Shi, who either tricked him into the dark pool and made him covered in mud, or coaxed him to steal the rabbit in Nie Yuan's house and then took the opportunity to call "Stop the thief". Sometimes he recites it backwards.

Now, he finally had the chance to "take revenge" and go back, but before the hands that wanted to touch were touched, he was pushed to the edge of the cliff by ruthless words, and he could no longer retreat.He stood there motionless, so frightened that he tried to keep his breathing in sync with it.

"Transfer this thing to Sovereign Chang, just say it's inconvenient today, and I will come to the door to make amends some other day." Nie Yuan calmed down, knelt down and patted his head, and said to him in a voice that only he could hear: "Sorry .”

Qing Shu replied yes, watching Yuan Yuan and the two of them off, he ran back to the room and wept bitterly.

"It's so similar, it's so similar..."

Although I am often bullied by Chang Shi, I love my senior brother the most.

Whenever there was danger, Chang Shi would stand behind him and say, "You are really useless, you can't run if you can't beat it, are you a piece of wood?"

In the third year after coming here, a plague broke out in the human world, and both his parents died of the disease.At that time, only Chang Shi was the one who comforted him, but the age difference between the two was only modest, and with Chang Shi's temperament, he would not say any touching and gentle words.But when he was crying, his senior brother kicked him out of the room, doing the same actions and saying the same words as Nie Ziqing.

"It's agreed, if one day you beat me, you will protect me. Qing Shu, you have to work hard, otherwise you will never catch up with me!"

This feeling can be regarded as a memory, but it was already at a loss at that time.Recalling up to this point, Qing Shu could no longer hide her emotions, burst into tears, and shouted at the top of her voice: "Brother, wake up, wake up! Our enmity is not over yet... How can you miss the appointment, How can you miss the appointment?"

No matter how unwilling you are, you will never be able to call back a person who will always live in the past.

He suddenly remembered that Chang Shi had once praised his beautiful smile, saying that as long as the dimples appear on his face, it will be as sweet and delicious as the sugar porridge he ate in Gusu City, making people linger and forget to return.

Qingshu wiped away her tears and smiled.The sweet sugar porridge is mixed with a little taste of Gaolu tea that should not appear, and the taste suddenly becomes complicated.

Qingshu's voice came out of the room, and the passing students all stopped and shouted.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

The little junior who had just joined the rank scratched the back of his head, pouted in confusion.The other brothers covered his mouth, shook their heads, and booed for a long time.

They left Qingshu's room without a sound, and everyone's face was almost ugly.

Except for the younger brother, no one knew that the two of them had walked recently.The relationship is so good that you can guess what the other party thinks and does without words, so good that they sometimes feel jealous and want to snatch him away from Chang Shi.But now people take tea to cool down, who can not be sad?

-

Qiu Feng lived under him, pacing back and forth alone, the soles of his shoes rubbed against the crimson maple leaf road, making a soft "rustle".He broke off a branch with its head protruding slightly, and stared straight at the red hanging on the branch, thinking about it, hesitating on both sides.

Nie Yuan lowered his head and looked at himself, the hand with the magic pattern incantation faintly ached.Like a needle prick, like a fire, he seemed to finally be able to understand that person's feelings.

Thinking to this point, only Lian sighed.At this moment, the wind that blows for no reason blows the dead leaves on the ground, rolling up layers of red and brilliant.Nie Ziqing turned to face him, only to see Qingshu approaching, and glanced at himself: "Yi...is he really the murderer of Senior Brother Chang Shi?"

Nie Yuan turned around.

"Master, let me go down the mountain. I want to avenge my brother, I want to avenge my brother!"

Nie Yuan hugged Qingshu in his arms, stroked his head, but didn't say a word.

"I'm fine." Qing Shu raised his head and wiped Nie Yuan's clothes with a towel.Tears turned into laughter: "Master is notoriously obsessed with cleanliness. If you damage Master's clothes, you will be punished!"

"Ok?"

"It's raining, let's go back."

The two were about to turn back when they heard a loud noise.The man in the distance ran over, accidentally tripped and fell to the ground, got up in a panic, and said out of breath, "It's not good, Chang, Sect Master Chang was killed!"

"According to that person's habits, he will not flee the scene immediately. Please Qingshu, go to kill the murderer and seek justice for the big brother!"

"Shut up!" Nie Yuan shouted angrily.Qing Shu stood still, he stepped forward, wiped away the wetness that appeared in the corner of the other party's eyes with his hands, and whispered: "Promise me, no matter what, you will keep this matter a secret, especially that person."

Qing Shu stepped back, and Nie Yuan's eyes also stopped at the door of that person's room, and left for a while.

-

Thick smoke slowly drifted out from the Changfu, and when the door was opened, a special aura rushed over.Everyone covered their noses and entered, but they saw that the roof beams of the houses in the mansion were all burned down, and there were thousands of corpses on the ground.

Nie Yuan greeted back, seeing the visitor without saying a word for a long time, but there was a bit of hesitation and sadness in his eyes.

"Search carefully for the survivors."

"Yes."

……

"Master, there is a person here, it seems to be..."

Nie Yuan stepped forward quickly—although this person still has a breath, his facial skin and tongue have been cut off, and he suffered from the destruction of his martial arteries and similar evil airflow. If he forcibly transmits his true energy to him , it will cause internal Qi disorder and pulse to disperse and cause death.

Nie Ziqing applied acupoints on his body, intending to seal his blood vessels and prevent the qi from restraining each other, but he went straight into the enemy's trap.The moment Nie Yuan touched his body with his sword finger, the blood flow in the body reversed, the balance of yin and yang became unbalanced, and the seven orifices bled suddenly, and he fell to the sky.

"This, how could this be?" The student beside him was shocked.

What was even more surprising was what happened next.

The man raised his hands high, his eyes were filled with the hope of survival, and he remained motionless.Nie Yuan opened his tightly clenched fist, and a mountain alum bead hairpin that was broken into half was still warm.

The Xinghuo wood struggled to emit light, but it slowly led itself into the darkness, just like this Changfu, which is going to die after all.

The author says:

Happy Ching Ming Festival.

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45. First from the soul