The devil is me

With a sound of the sword clanging, the red light became more blazing, the devilish energy became stronger, and it flew straight towards Xi Buwen with a rippling water color.

Xi Buwen had his arms hanging by his sides, catching the sword in his palm.Knowing its owner, the sword automatically came out of its sheath, revealing the cold light shining on the sword body, impatient to kill all directions.

Xi Buwen restrained it, held the bone-piercing cold firmly, his thumb slowly stroked the engraved word "Ruin Yuan", and then went down to touch the word "Que" carved by Yun Chonghe himself.

It belongs to Yun Chonghe's handwriting, and every stroke is beautiful.

At this time, when I wipe it, I feel more gentle.The love was ignorant at the beginning, but now it is turbulent and grand.

That word was rubbed warmly, Xi Buwen felt a little resignation to death, he wanted to protect all the warmth in this world, the last warmth, behind him.

He took out the soul-locking bell, shook it vigorously in front of Wu Nian, and asked, "Did you hear that?"

Without thinking, he nodded without thinking.

He pinned the bell to his waist.

"The bell is here, and I am here."

Wu Nian grabbed his wrist eagerly: "What are you going to do?"

He leaned closer, the backlash from the forbidden technique made the tails of his eyes blood red, boiling with hatred, furious, and clenched his molars.

"Although I am in a Taoist sect, I have long since disbelieved in gods and Buddhas. In this world, you are the only one who is pure. Anyone who wants to stain your name with blood stains, I will make him unable to survive; anyone who wants to harm you, I will let him He can't beg to die!"

Like a mantis holding a chariot and a moth to a flame, he broke away from Wu Nian, formed a formation and formed a seal, raised his sword to face the crowd like a nest of ants, and killed them all.For a moment, demonic energy overflowed, connecting the sky and the earth, the sun disappeared, and the blood spilled like splashed ink, splashing the white cloth in front of Wu Nian scarlet.

Swords are like showers, corpses are like hemp.Everyone didn't expect that Xi Buwen's reincarnated body still had the ability to move mountains and fill seas, everyone's expressions changed in horror, but they didn't know that his inner alchemy was exhausted, and he was biting back to the bone, and he was at the end of his strength.

He staggered and fell to his knees. He lowered his head only to realize that blood was dripping from his mouth, seeping into the soil and condensing the sand together.

The bell stopped.Wu Nian is calling him.Whether to ask him to stop, or something else, he couldn't hear clearly.

No, you can't.

Holding the sword, he stood up with all the strength in his body, his two legs were fighting, and his face was covered with blood.

He flicked the soul lock bell on his waist, and the bell rang crisply, just like the first time he saw it.But before he raised his head, he felt a gust of wind passing by in front of him, so fast that his eyelashes trembled.

"careful!"

Xi Buwen's eyes widened suddenly, and he saw a sword piercing through a person's flesh in an instant, and the tip of the sword stopped less than a foot away from him, dripping with blood.

The owner of the sword raised his face, it was actually Xue Yu.With deep hatred in his heart, he only hesitated for a moment, then put his body back against the sword, and stabbed directly at Xi Buwen.

Xi Buwen supported the shoulder of the person in front of him, Qi Qi was forced to take a few steps back, and finally found a chance to raise his sword to remove the arm of the person holding the sword, Xue Yu rolled to the ground with a wail, bleeding profusely , no matter how difficult it is to move.

The person who received the sword for him was wearing a red sandalwood-colored suit, soaked in blood, and fell limply, with the scarlet sky still deeply inserted in his chest.

Xi Buwen helped him to sit down on his knees, holding his head in his arms.

He warmed his cold face with the palm of his hand, and called softly: "Brother."

Then he shouted again: "Xi Yangzhou!"

"You look at me."

His eyes dilated unconsciously, the wound on his chest was like a fountain, and the unstoppable blood flow stained Xi Buwen's skirt red.

Xi Yangzhou smiled faintly, and raised his hand with difficulty to wipe away the blood or tears from Xi Buwen's face.

"When you grow up, take care of Daddy."

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Xi Buwen's lips were trembling, he covered his wound, and gave him the last bit of spiritual power to maintain his heart, "Daddy needs you to take care of him, cheer up, let's go... ..."

He raised his head in despair, his eyes were devastated, he was fighting endlessly, the world was vast and he had nowhere to go.

Xi Yangzhou shook his head, the blood on his lips slowly drained, he panted quickly, grabbed Xi Buwen's hand, and said intermittently: "Remember, your name is Xi Buwen, the son of Xi Qiyuan, and the younger brother of Xi Yangzhou. "

Not the lonely and helpless Shen Po, not the bloodthirsty and murderous demon king.

Xi Buwen held back his tears and nodded, he didn't want to drip tears on Xi Yangzhou's face, making him colder and worrying him.

After saying this, Xi Yangzhou let out a long sigh of relief. He narrowed his eyes, and with a slight smile on his lips, he murmured: "This year we can't celebrate the New Year together as a family..."

The last gleam of light in his eyes dissipated, and his eyes were still half-open, exhaling his last breath.

Xi Buwen's tears finally fell, falling on Xi Yangzhou's face, on the almost invisible scar on his forehead that was as pale as a moon mark.

He wiped his face, and the gloomy winter sun cast his lonely shadow.

He watched the blood under Xi Yangzhou slowly flow away, mixed with other people's blood, and spread out again, like a branch flowing into a river, a hundred rivers flowing into the sea.He suddenly realized that in this world, grievances are reciprocated, people can't be killed, and blood can't be shed.

Wu Nian took advantage of the chaos to protect herself while hearing the ringing of the bell and leaned over, and was pulled to him by Xi Buwen in a whirl.

"My brother is dead," he said.

"I killed my brother."

Wu Nian couldn't hear any emotion from this sentence, his voice was muffled, which made him feel even more flustered, he raised his hand to touch his face, but his hands were too dirty and his face was not clean, he didn't know what he touched was blood Is sweat or tears.

"I want to do one thing." Xi Buwen was extremely tired and exhausted, every bone in him was shaking, and every part of his chest was aching.This life after life is like a cycle of reincarnation, hatred and love are hard to get rid of.With his head down, he grabbed Wu Nian's hand, put it on his cold cheek, and said hastily, "Don't blame me."

"Also, take good care of yourself. Don't come to me, or I won't talk to you again."

People always have a premonition before great sorrow happens, and Wu Nian has been on guard for a long time. He has been on guard since picking up the drenched Xi Buwen and returning.Every day he was in fear.Afraid that he will go, afraid that he will hurt, afraid that he will die.

But I can't help it, this person is like a sparrow in the empty mountains, coming to the world from afar, teasing him, arousing his liking, turning around and about to fly.

Can't keep it.The dream is too beautiful to stay.

Wu Nian's throat tightened, Xi Buwen let go of his hand and wanted to go, but Wu Nian hooked him, the little finger was connected to the index finger, the place where they met was only a little bit, and the fingertips were cold.

Wu Nian understood Xi Buwen, he wanted to make a different choice from his previous life.

"In the last life, I believed in the Tao, but the Tao didn't allow me; in this life, I believed in the Buddha, but the Buddha didn't allow me."

"I consider myself to be sincere, to keep righteousness as my life, and to do good deeds without danger. But I can't protect the common people, and I can't protect you."

"If there is a next life, I will believe in you, and I only believe in you."

Xi Buwen listened to Wu Nian hastily finished speaking, raised his chin and kissed Wu Nian's eyes covered by the white cloth, he smiled lightly, as if another reincarnation blinked past.

"Master, don't be afraid, hide and wait for me to come back."

He jumped high on Bingling Lake, stepped on the sword, stepped on the sparkling waves, and still raised the head of the sword high, with a strong character.He was covered in blood and couldn't hide it, he was the most precious in the world.It can be seen that people are not in the skin, but in the bones, do not bend the waist, do not bow the head.

He retreated, stood between the clear sky and the clear earth, stared at the Buddhist and Taoist families who were panicking to save their lives, and said loudly: "In my life, I have not killed Xue Xun, and I have not been ashamed of Jialan. Xue Rong and his whole life, I have done a lot of evil, and I deserve to die, and I am worthy of heaven and earth."

"Believe it or not, let everyone decide."

"But I, the soul of the demon king in my life, committed murder. Since you all want to seek justice today, you can put all the blood debt on me. I will make you get what you want and return home happily."

He lifted the ruined wall and put it on his chest.

"I shouldn't have lived another life. I was ashamed of my parents and Xi's family foundation. Today, I cut the flesh back to my mother and the bones to my father to repay my kindness. I also smashed my soul, and there will be no reincarnation for thousands of years."

In the past, he never listened to his elder brother, but this time he wanted to listen to Xi Yangzhou.For thousands of years and thousands of years, I only do Xi Buwen, and stop at Xi Buwen.Let there be no more blood, no more tears, and no more devils in the world on New Year's Eve.

Everyone was in an uproar, laughing at him for exaggerating, but they dared not do anything.Xi Qiyuan's tears flowed down his face, and his grief was unbearable.

"But I have three requests."

"One must not be in trouble with Wu Nian again, the mountains are high and the waters are wide, let others do what they want."

He cut open his chest with the first sword, and the blood dripped like a leak, causing small ripples on the surface of the lake.

"Second, don't harm the Xi family anymore, let my father go back to Fuyu Mountain to recuperate."

With the second sword, he picked off a rib, and the blood rained, pouring the lake water, and the bloody bones sank into the water with a plop.

"Three Buddhas, Taoism, and two worlds, the former enmity is gone, and from now on, we can only talk about going to the sky, and we will go the same way by different paths."

The third sword took off the flesh and blood, and the blood-colored forbidden spell fell. The red mist was like yarn, and the lake was completely dyed.

There was silence all around, and no one dared to speak.It was also at this time that everyone discovered that the Demon Lord was also made of flesh and blood.

"If anyone dares to violate this wish, I will turn into a fierce ghost, which will never live or die, making it hard for you day and night."

Wu Nian gritted his teeth listening to Xi Buwen, the ending trembled, his heart was pierced like a knife, and the sound of flesh and blood being separated was like ten thousand nails, piercing him through.He himself was in pain, soaked in the knife rain, waded in strong oil, but he still smiled at Xi Buwen, pursing his lips, like in his last life under the flourishing pear tree in Penglai, watching the sweaty Shen Po fly the kite far away he came running.

——In the Land of Ultimate Bliss, there are seven layers of fences, seven layers of nets, and seven layers of trees, all of which are surrounded by the four treasures. That's why that country is called Ultimate Bliss.

——Namo Amitabha Ye.

——Namo Amitabha Ye.

Under the silence, the voice of Wu Chan chanting sutras is thin and clear, every word is clear, but every word is trembling, like sending off, but also like killing himself.

Xi Buwen looked at him from a distance, as if longing for a ray of light, unable to utter a thousand words, and felt that it was better than a kiss, but he couldn't kiss again, and the light couldn't gather in his eyes, the light in his eyes began to fade, and his chanting The voice is so familiar, the words are correct, and the final tone falls like a waterfall, like the voice of the little monk Shen Po heard at the bottom of Bingling Lake before the reincarnation of the previous life.

——Namo Amitabha Ye.

——Namo Amitabha Ye.

No wonder in Ciyun Temple, when he heard him chanting for the first time, he felt deja vu. No wonder he pestered him all the way, actually pestered him for two lives. The person who led him to reincarnate.

It couldn't be better, Xi Buwen finally evoked a weak smile, and gave him back.

When the blood was exhausted, Wu Nian counted the drain, spat out a mouthful of blood, and said, "That's fine."

"He won't be in pain anymore."

The ruins are broken, and the soul is shattered.Thousands of broken souls are like stars, shining even in daylight.

They have never seen such a bright soul before, everyone raised their heads to look at it, it was fluorescent white, very light, and liked to joke with others, it hovered in Xi Qiyuan's hair, gathered into a ball, wrapped around his waist and turned into a flagon shape.

Tears rolled down Xi Qiyuan's chin, he shook his palms to hold it, and then broke up again, jumped onto Wu Nian's lips to dance, kissed and kissed again and again.

Wu Nian wanted to save him and want his next life, but he was completely shattered, not a single thought was left behind, only a skin that was brought with him in life and not taken with him in death.

The love left in this world has been broken, and the shame is hard to reconcile.

There is no longer anything that can make Wu Nian live like a human being.

All flesh and blood are gone.

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