The vicious master always loves to die

After teaching Ji Moze a lesson, Yan Xici only felt refreshed, and his footsteps were flying. Even the flying sword, which is usually [-] miles away, soared today, reaching [-] miles.

When he returned to the main peak, Yan Xici's heart skipped a beat. He saw the familiar young man in white standing quietly, like a sculpture.

Sensing the appearance of the person he wanted to meet, the young man turned around and called out: "Senior brother."

"...Junior brother." Yan Xici resisted the idea of ​​giving his flying sword a sharp turn, put away the flying sword and landed slowly, and stopped when he was still a few steps away from the young man, "Why do you want to find me?" ?”

"Senior brother, Yixuan is here to thank senior brother. If senior brother hadn't helped me at the critical moment, Yixuan would have lost her soul at this time, died and disappeared." The young man in white—the True Monarch Hongxuan at this time said.

"It's nothing more than a little effort." Yan Xici waved his hand indifferently. It turned out that the other party came to thank him, so he was relieved.

Who would have thought that Ye Yixuan's eyes turned red, and she continued in a voice that looked very calm but had a sad tone: "Is senior brother blaming me for being too aggressive for not wanting to talk to me?"

A question mark flashed across Yan Xici's forehead, but he still shook his head: "Nothing."

"Senior brother, don't be angry with me... I am too, I am also impatient..." Unexpectedly, the young man in white became more anxious, and came over in three or two steps, grabbing Yan Xici's sleeve, "I just want to become stronger, so that I can protect my daughter." Brother."

Yan Xici calmly wanted to pull back his sleeve, but he didn't pull it.Talk again, looked up and saw that the eyes of the person in front of him were red immediately, as if he was about to cry at any time.

Yan Xici: ...

Can anyone tell me what's going on?No matter in the original book or in the memory of the original body, there is no saying that the brothers and sisters have such a deep relationship, but now looking at the other party's appearance, if I say anything serious, I am sure the other party will cry for him! !Why is it that Hongxuan Zhenjun, who has a cold personality in the plot, is actually a crying and clingy man?This is different from what you said! !

"I'm not angry." Yan Xici tried to pull back his sleeves with a stiff face, deeply feeling that it was a very wrong decision for him not to retreat today.

"In order to protect me, senior brother used all those immortal artifacts to protect me. I know that they were used by senior brother when he planned to cross the catastrophe... It's all my fault. If I didn't advance rashly but moved forward steadily, senior brother There is no need to spend these things. If something happens to the senior brother, I, I will bear the blame..." Ye Yixuan became more and more excited as she spoke, and looked at the cold young man with tears in her eyes, and she looked at him with guilt.If it wasn't for Yan Xici's certainty that he didn't have much contact with the other party, he would have thought that the person in front of him had done something outrageous to him, and now he felt so guilty that he came to confess to him.

"Brother..."

Hearing Ye Yixuan's somewhat metallic voice with a thick crying sound, Yan Xici's goosebumps danced all over his body, and he almost collapsed. The avatar showed a horrified expression, and only then did he tense up, using his usual indifferent tone He replied: "It's okay, it's just a few magic weapons."

Who knew that as soon as the words were uttered, it seemed that some switch was turned on, and seeing the handsome young man in front of him, the mighty Hongxuan Zhenjun, couldn't hold back his tears anymore, and just cried out in front of him.

Yan Xici: "..."

Young life!Isn't it just helping him through a catastrophe, is it necessary to cry like this?

"Senior brother, I, I swear with my Dao heart, I will protect you for the rest of my life, I won't, I won't let you suffer anymore..." Ye Yixuan finished crying, and wiped away her tears, revealing her red nose.The handsome young man who was originally like a bamboo, now looks like a pitiful abused child.

"Oh, thank you so much..." With a wooden face, Yan Xici stretched out his hand and patted his junior brother on the shoulder, calling it to appease but to send him off: "Your state is not stable, you need to strengthen your state...I have a bottle here. Hun Tian Pill, you can take it now, it can help you strengthen your foundation and strength, and stabilize your realm."

After finishing speaking, Yan Xici took out a transparent porcelain jade bottle from Sumeria and handed it over.

"Senior brother—" Ye Yixuan's eyes sparkled with tears, and he was about to cry again when Yan Xici mercilessly interrupted him.

"Okay, you're already a cultivator of transforming spirits, why are you crying all day long?" Yan Xici lowered his face and scolded, with an unhappy expression on his face.

Sure enough, after hearing the reprimand from senior brother, Ye Yixuan quickly suppressed her expression: "Brother scolded... I was too reckless."

Seeing that Ye Yixuan had returned to normal, Yan Xici secretly heaved a sigh of relief. After stuffing the porcelain bottle in, he said a few words of comfort, and then coaxed him back to Luo Xiaofeng.Seeing the disappearing figure of Jianxiu in white, Yan Xici finally exhaled the breath he had been holding back for a long time.

Obviously...Obviously the original book said that Ye Yixuan was a cold, arrogant young man who loves swords and is obsessed with it. How could it be so different after meeting him for real?And judging by Ye Yixuan's attitude, he is obviously very familiar with him...Ke Cheng's memory has nothing to do with it.

Yan Xi returned to the cave wearily, the stimulation just now had greatly damaged his spirit, he needed to see something healing to heal the wound.So he activated the technique of water mirror, and the target was Ji Moze, the male protagonist who was ordered by him to exercise "physical fitness" earlier.

He saw the little child holding a bucket full of water in each hand, gritted his teeth and raised the bucket horizontally, and overturned the bucket because of insufficient arm strength; he saw the child carrying a heavy sandbag against the The stairs were nearly [-] meters high, and the frogs jumped one by one, and then they limp on one leg and "slapped" and lay down on the stairs, in a posture like a squashed frog, Yan Xici laughed loudly, and was extremely happy up.

Sure enough, the male lead's misfortune was the source of his happiness, and the mental trauma that his junior brother cried out just now was healed by Ji Moze.

Contrary to Yan Xici, Ji Moze, who was forced to perform physical training, had hideous facial features and panted like a cow.Even though his physique has improved a lot, it is so difficult for an eight-year-old child to let him carry a sandbag weighing several kilograms to jump frog.Now he only felt that his legs were sore, numb and swollen, and his body seemed to weigh a thousand catties. He jumped again, his knees softened, and he threw himself on the stairs, hitting his face directly.

'Boom--'

He raised his head, revealing a face full of nosebleeds, mixed with tears from physiological reactions, winding down his cheeks.Not very painful, but extremely insulting.

Word!Xi!quit!

Yan Xici!

One day, I will ask you to pay back all the insults I have received!

You wait, you wait!When I return to my former cultivation, I must, must look good to you!

Ji Moze wiped away the nosebleeds and tears vigorously, and threw the sandbags on his body aside through gritted teeth.Just as he was about to lift his foot to leave, he felt a secret gaze looking at him.

No need to think about it at all, who else is there besides that person! ! !

Ji Moze's face was as black as ink, but what could he do?He had no choice but to swear lowly, while throwing the sandbag viciously at his body, imagining that it was Yan Xici who was thrown by him, and then continued to endure the numbness and cramps in his legs, and leapfrogged.

After jumping up with great difficulty, Ji Moze collapsed on the ground, feeling that his legs were no longer his own. He shook his hands, took out a Huiyuan Pill from his storage bag, and shoved it into his mouth tremblingly. .

The warm medicinal liquid soaked the muscles and veins all over his body, which relieved his tired body a bit. Ji Moze got up from the ground, staggered like an old woman, and slowly moved towards Jianju.It's not that he doesn't want to go fast, it's because his feet are cramped and haven't recovered yet.

He couldn't control his grinning expression, the stiffness that seemed to be petrified from the inside out, accompanied by the itching like ants gnawed, he twitched step by step, moved aside with difficulty, supported the tree beside him for strength, Allow yourself to take your time.

After the numbness passed, Ji Moze loosened his muscles and bones, took out the light sword from the storage bag, and began to practice swords for two hours according to the master's instructions.

He has no objection to this training. He used to swing the sword non-stop for eight hours a day for sword practice, but now it is only two hours a day without any difficulty.

In the mirror of the water, the little boy was holding the long sword tightly, swinging it once and for all, with a solemn and serious expression.Yan Xici looked at the meticulous Ji Moze, a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes, as well as an imperceptible, joyful smile.

Two hours is still very exhausting for a child. In addition to the leapfrog leaping for an hour before, at the end, Ji Moze was drenched in sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water.

Still a little too big.

After Ji Moze swung the last sword, he felt that all his strength was drained, and he couldn't help but fell to the ground, breathing in the spiritual energy in the air, and then circulated the sky in his body, quickly recovering his body.

It had been a long time since he had felt such a sense of weakness and exhaustion. Although he was extremely tired, it made him feel refreshed and happy.The suffocation in his chest gradually dissipated with the swing of a sword, leaving only a clear heart.

It was already dusk, and the sky was gradually darkening. Ji Moze crossed his legs and continuously absorbed the spiritual energy around him. Gradually, the altar became clear and he sank into a deeper level of meditation.

Ji Moze was originally extremely talented, and his understanding was also extremely high. In his previous life, he was dragged down by his poor health and suffered harsh treatment and contempt, so he gradually became mediocre.And this life's body, although still somewhat damaged, since joining the Xuantian Sect, Yan Xici has always intentionally or unintentionally washed his marrow, cut tendons, exercised and rebuilt his body, although he is still weaker than other people, But it has already surpassed ordinary people by a lot.

His cultivation had already reached the state of perfection. For Ji Moze, cultivation was easier than eating and drinking, and it was more of an instinct.As the breathing deepened and became shallower, the aura around Ji Moze gradually gathered and condensed into a thin vortex, wrapping him in the center.

The center where Ji Moze was located seemed to be a black hole with endless suction, sweeping away the surrounding aura.Jianju is far away from the main peak, and the underground spiritual veins are much thinner than other locations. Facing the whale swallowing Ji Moze, it is impossible to make up for it in time.

Yan Xici, who had been observing with the mirror in his hand, had a premonition of half auspiciousness and half ominous after seeing Ji Moze enter the samadhi. The good news is that Ji Moze is indeed the chosen one who is favored by luck, but he can do it just by practicing a sword. Sudden enlightenment, it looks like he's about to advance again; what's worse is his spirit stone bag, there are not many spirit stones left in it, and judging from the current situation, the aura in Jianju is far from enough to support Ji Moze's advancement .

Yan Xici looked at the purse with only dozens of spirit stones left in his hand, and for the first time felt the power of a single spirit stone to kill the Nascent Soul.

Lingshi, danger!

How about... find someone to borrow some?

In his mind, a figure of a stern young man in a white robe who was dismissed not long ago suddenly appeared that did not match that appearance at all, and would cry for him at the slightest disagreement.

Just you.

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