Back to Xianzun's youth [Transmigration Book]

Of course, it was impossible for Yan Qing to sleep and shut up. On the contrary, she intensified and kept asking: "Why? I can't sleep. What? Is what I said unreasonable?"

Xie Shiyi exhaled deeply and shallowly.

At this time, a tiny blue butterfly flew over and landed on Xie Shiyi's eyebrows.Yan Qing rolled his eyes, he was idle anyway, so he just stretched out his hand desperately and grabbed the butterfly with his fingers.For a moment, the palm also covered Xie Shiyi's eyelashes.

Xie Shiyi's body was stiff, and his tone was like ice slag: "Let go."

Yan Qing could only feel Xie Shiyi's eyelashes trembling violently, making his palms itch. He poked his head and said, "Don't move, I'll help you fight the bugs."

Xie Shiyi spoke with the feeling of crushing ice jade: "If you don't want to be thrown into the river, let me go now."

Yan Qing had been arguing with him since she was a child, so how could she be threatened by him, and said "hehe".

He felt that Xie Shiyi really wanted to drown him in the river at that time, but he held back in the end.

In fact, it was like this most of the time between them, gnashing their teeth with hatred for each other, but there was nothing they could do.

Even the last time, he felt that Xie Shiyi really wanted to kill him.Of course he is too.

Ironically, when Yan Qing got his body and stood in front of him, Xie Shiyi could no longer hold the sword.

When I was a child, I was noisy and noisy, and I always thought that when the souls separated, the two would have a decisive battle, either you die or I die.

But unexpectedly...the parting was very quiet.

They are in the land of the fallen gods.

The moment the sword of no regrets was pulled out, all bones mourned, and the mournful screams shook the sky.Xie Shiyi had just experienced a fierce battle, his dantian was in disorder, and his spiritual power surged everywhere.Under the mighty coercion, he staggered a step and half knelt down.The sword of no regrets was inserted into the ground, he has always been a fairy with no appearance, as clear as ice jade, such a distressed appearance is rare.

But Xie Shiyi just casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, his long black hair fell down his shoulders, and then he raised his eyes and looked over indifferently.

Xie Shiyi's eyes were beautiful, with a bright stream of light, sinking into the depths of the pitch-black thin ice.

Yan Qing had seen many of his various appearances, from angry smiles to mean and indifferent ones, but this was the first time he had seen him so...quiet.The eyes are as quiet as a lake.

What is Xie Shiyi thinking?

At that time, Yan Qing was thinking about this question.

But he knew that he couldn't think too much, if he thought about it... maybe he couldn't leave.

Yan Qing had just regained his body, his face was covered with blood, he took a deep breath, tied his hair and turned around, never looking at Xie Shiyi again.Walk towards the exit of the Boneyard without saying a word.

There was separation between them, no goodbyes.

Like the encounter between them, there is no foreknowledge.

The gust of wind blows through the white bones, the wilderness is silent, and time returns to eternal night.

Yan Qing pursed her lips, thinking numbly: This is good, don't make it too ugly.

It's just that the gaze was always behind him, stubbornly motionless, it was so quiet but it pierced into the depths of his soul like a sword.

The fluttering blue butterflies roll up and roll away the whistling memory.

Yan Qing sighed inwardly.

Unwilling to see a light in front of him, he shouted excitedly: "Eh? We're out."

Yan Qing covered its mouth: "Keep your voice down, this is Zixiao's hidden cave, if his consciousness is disturbed, we will have no good fruit for us."

Unwillingness is an idiot: "What the hell is the secret realm of the void?"

Yan Qing said: "You can think of us in Zixiao's memory now."

Unwilling and silly bird was shocked: "What? Isn't Zixiao dead?"

Yan Qing smiled: "I've lived to the void stage, and my abilities are so powerful. Throughout my life, I will always want to leave something behind."

Leave behind those memories that are enough to constitute obstacles in your life.

Yan Qing came here to find Zixiao's memories of frustration.Although the possibility is unlikely, but in case-unwilling to appear before Zixiao's death, people will not be impressed with their own death!

The secret realm of the virtual cave is constantly changing, and no one knows what will happen in the next second.

Yan Qing was frustrated, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in a rural village surrounded by smoke.

The clouds were gathering and it was going to rain.

Reluctant: "Where is this?"

Yan Qing looked at a black-clothed young man in a coir raincoat and a hood, holding a knife and appeared at the end of the field, and said softly, "Shut up."

The person who came back with a knife on a rainy night was Zi Xiao.

Zi Xiao walked slowly, the rain left his hand holding the knife tightly, and a majestic face was revealed under the lightning and thunder.

A scar from the cheekbone to the corner of the mouth runs through the facial features.

Zixiao's right eye seemed to be injured, and the color was chaotic and gray.

His eyebrows are thick, and his eyes are full of hostility, not angry but pretentious.

Yan Qing thought that this memory would be like a movie, full of emotion and emotion.

But no, it's like a silent pantomime.

He saw Zixiao walked into the house with a knife and killed two old people and a little girl.

Zi Xiao's hand holding the knife was white and trembling, his whole face was almost turned into substance under the thunder and lightning, his eyes were red, and he was talking hoarsely.

The old people in the two houses didn't resist at all. They were stunned and shocked. When they were stabbed through the lungs with a big knife, their eyes widened, and the worry in their eyes even surpassed the fear.

A little girl came out of the house and was terrified to see what happened in the courtyard.The girl was barefoot, her hair was tied into two braids, and there was a small mole on the tip of her nose.With red eyes, she rushed over and yelled something. But Zi Xiao was like a demon, anger ruled reason, and she crossed over with a knife.A white light flashed, and the girl's head rolled into the stagnant water in the courtyard.

Reluctantly, he blinked his eyes. It had just opened its mind, and it didn't quite understand the emotions of human beings: "What is Zi Xiao doing? He is specifically recalling that he killed people. Does he think he is very majestic?"

Yan Qing shook his head and said, "No."

He can understand the shape of the mouth, the last yell of the little girl..."Brother".

, kill the father, kill the mother.After that is a green hill and three solitary graves.

With a big knife stabbed in the ground, he knelt down for 30 years.

Reluctantly poking his head out: "Zi Xiao, what's going on."

Yan Qing explained to him: "He probably killed his parents and sister by mistake."

Almost spurted out of frustration.

Yan Qing didn't feel anything.

There are too many absurd but true things in this world.

Yan Qing entered this secret realm not to see Zixiao's love and hatred, nor was he interested in his life at all.So he followed Zi Xiao calmly with frustration, and watched Zi Xiao's life of jealousy and hatred from the perspective of an outsider.

Zi Xiao doesn't use a sword, but a knife.His knife is called "Shi Dang".

——The time of the day is fierce, the spirit is angry, and the wilderness is abandoned.

Even the name of the knife reveals the meaning of "anger".

It's the same as Zixiao.

Irritable and irritable, killing all injustices.

Yan Qing thought that she could follow Zi Xiao all the way to find a time when she was unsuccessful.

Unexpectedly, in the sixth act, it got stuck.

Act Six.

During a mutual visit between sects.

The incense burner smoked for nine days, the sparrows and cranes competed and sang together, and the white mist formed a jade belt entangled in the green mountains and clear waters.

Yu Yunzhou jumped off a girl in a water-blue dress, with a graceful figure and a sweet smile.

She followed another woman in white who looked similar, and inadvertently glanced at Zi Xiao, and immediately showed a bright and beautiful smile.Beautiful nose and vermilion lips, skin like creamy fat, the tip of the nose... has a mole.A mole in exactly the same position as the girl who died on a rainy night back then.

Unwilling to mutter: "Who is this woman? Why doesn't she look like a good thing?"

Yan Qing couldn't help laughing out loud: "Are you the same kind of radar?"

The girl in the blue skirt was young and lightly cultivated in Nascent Soul. Although she could be regarded as outstanding talent outside, she was still a little inferior among the nine schools of elites.The girl in white next to her is much better than her, and at the same age she is in the early stage of Mahayana.

The two are twin sisters.

The former is gentle and charming, graceful; the latter is bright and lively, full of charm.Same appearance, different styles.Famous and beautiful women love each other.One is called Jing Ruchen and the other is called Jing Ruyu.

Yan Qing still wants to read on.

The memories stopped.

All of a sudden, the entire cavernous secret realm passed through with the wind and snow.In the picture, everyone maintains an expression of anger or laughter, their half-lifted feet are still in the air, and the cups they are drinking are still in their hands.

The body was shattered in the wind and snow particles——

Yan Qing: "..."

The secret realm of the cave is changeable, exists in the void, is constructed by all the spiritual power of the deceased, and is the life memory of the deceased's thousands of jumps.If you are lucky, you may also get a glimpse of the deceased's exercises, magic tools, and spells in it, and you will get great opportunities.

——With such a chance, he could still bump into Xie Shiyi inside?

After a lot of beatings, Wu Zhi was finally not so reckless, and when he sensed the danger, he sneaked into Yan Qing's sleeve.