Master on the side of the road, don't pick it up

The half-faced mirror is brightly lit.

The Shenjian is the size of a skull, and even though there are cracks all over its face, its power remains undiminished.

It's not that they didn't imagine that they would encounter an ambush when they first came out of the phantom formation, but since they were outside, the monks naturally had a way to contact the sect.

With Hanshan and Taiqingzong as backup, it is expected that the other party would not dare to act rashly.

Facts have proved that the mirror owner came prepared.

The grey-clothed monk flipped his hands, turned the mirror up to the sky, and passed his fingers over it.

Suddenly, the originally gray sky was covered with dark clouds.

"My Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate!"

As soon as it got dark, Xie Zhuchun howled miserably.

The black cloud rolled into a whirlpool, the scope was not wide, not even half the size of the phantom array, but the evil energy was soaring, terrifying.

The four wild winds are everywhere, and the lightning is like a snake among the clouds, swimming continuously. There is a depression in the cloud cluster, like a deep sea vortex, which is slowly turning.

This situation was all too familiar to the monks present.

Xie Zhuchun yelled at Shuijing, "Elder Yan! Elder Yan, help!!"

- Click.

Without waiting for the echo from the water mirror, Xie Zhuchun was the first to hear a crisp sound like cracking porcelain.

"Let go!" Pei Jing yelled angrily, flying his water mirror with a sword.

The water mirror flew high, and with a bang in mid-air, a large group of blue flames exploded!

The shattered debris was blown away by the wind before it even hit the ground.

With such power, if it explodes in human hands, you won't want a whole arm.

The so-called: the magic mirror illuminates the world, but there is no mirror.

Qin Guzhen, who woke up from the noise, stared at the gray-clothed monk floating in the air.

She identified with trembling voice: "Shen Jian Yue Po Jing, you are the descendant of the emperor!"

Huiyi Xiexiu ignored Qin Guzhen, but regretfully looked at the damaged Moon Soul Mirror in his hand.

After a long while, the monk turned his eyes and looked down coldly at the monk below.

The monk's commanding words resounded in the sea of ​​people's knowledge: "If you spoil my good deeds, this moon soul mirror will leave your body, and I will wait for you to die."

If Shen Zhexue heard this, she would have to rant wildly, what a standard villain's words and deeds.

But at this moment, both he and Leng Wenshu were completely unconscious, and they were protected by Shi Yuan and Pei Jing respectively. The current scene of changing weather and flying sand and rocks was completely invisible.

Yu Ting is the highest cultivator present, and what he can see with his eyes outside, only the sky above them is strange, as if a catastrophe is coming.

He had had enough of the catastrophe in the phantom formation, and felt that he was not capable enough, so he wanted to use an excuse to ask for support and escape.

However, just when he wanted to teleport with the formula, he suddenly felt that his body was extremely heavy, as if he was carrying a hundred thousand mountains on his shoulders, his knees softened, and he knelt down on the ground with a "plop".

The overwhelming coercion came from top to bottom, suppressing everyone together.

Qin Guzhen was in pain, but she refused to take her eyes away from Xie Xiu.

Just when she saw something reappeared in Xiexiu's hand, she couldn't control her emotions anymore, and asked involuntarily, "What did you do to my master?!"

In Xiexiu's hand was a frosty white jade stone in the shape of a teardrop.

Others may not recognize this teardrop, but Qin Guzhen will never admit it.

That is the natal magic weapon of the emperor Xiangxi Xiangjun.

It is rumored that this artifact can challenge great powers beyond the realm, and it is designed to kill evil cultivators with unhealthy minds.

The Lingjun in the emperor's son Jiangxi would not easily display the magic weapon of his destiny in front of others, but Xiangjun has always loved his disciples, and he once took a close look at this object with her.

At that time, Qin Guzhen curiously asked her master what Chai Bing could do, and Mr. Xiang just smiled and said, "Guzhen still doesn't want to know."

But now she has to know.

Chai Bing's spiritual power has been severely weakened by most of it when used in the mirror array, and now without the suppression of the artifact Moon Soul, it can fully display its power to the sky.

Completely suppressing the monks at the late stage of Jindan, even Yu Ting was restricted in his movements, and even those below Jindan were paralyzed and unable to move.

"Is this person crazy? You can't move here!" Ning Chao tried his best to hold himself up with his devilish energy, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

She has lived in the southern boundary for a long time, and has traveled between the two cities many times, and she is especially familiar with the terrain.

They are currently located in the outskirts of Langfeng City and Yuncang City.

People in Taiqing Hanshan may not know it, but Ning Chao and Shi Yuan clearly know that there is a big evil river flowing through this area.

On days when evil spirits prevail, the river is at risk of flooding.

Back then, Shi Yuan added new wounds just to stop this evil river from bursting its embankment. He knew the power of that evil river very well.

Chop the ice to suppress the magic weapon, the aura in Shi Yuan's body collapsed, and the legs made of hibiscus wood were not enough to support him to stand, so he simply sat on the ground.

He used his knees as a pillow for Shen Zhexue, shook his head and said, "He's not crazy, but he simply doesn't want us to live through today."

The gathered black mist dilutes the moisture in the countryside.

Pei Jing, whose cultivation level was second only to Yu Ting's, was injured several times, and his muscles and heart were already overwhelmed. He also sat on the ground, letting Leng Wenshu lean on his shoulders.

The unconscious Zhenxiu had long hair hanging loose, and a few strands fell on Pei Jing's neck. The life-saving wooden hairpin sent by Elder Yan in the hair was full of brilliance, but the light was like a dying firefly, which was suddenly caught by the surrounding people. Black air engulfed.

It's evil fog.

The mist that has been entrenched on the Xieliu River all year round is blown here by the spiritual wind.

Pei Jing tried his best to pour the remaining aura into his magic weapon that was about to fail, hoping to take a picture of the magic weapon and pass on Leng Wenshu's discovery to the outside world.

In order not to let Pei Jing's little tricks be noticed, Xie Zhuchun raised his neck and cursed at the evil cultivator: "You bastard evil cultivator! Your plot has been exposed, and today I will die. Lin, you can never escape!"

The evil mist came too suddenly, inhaling the evil energy was a near-death experience.

The younger generation is lonely and brave, but Yu Ting is desperate. He doesn't think he will have the luck of those two mortals.

But this evil cultivator is determined to eradicate them, and there is no room for change.

At this moment, Qin Guzhen suddenly asked the evil cultivator in despair: "Master, is that you, Master?"

The evil cultivator froze.

Chi Bing's coercion lightened a little.

After a deathly silence, Xie Xiu sighed softly and ordered: "Gu Zhen, come out."

This sentence is to implement the identity.

Qin Guzhen trembled slightly, hugged her shoulders and raised her head.

She didn't want to believe at all that it was her former master who was responsible for killing them all and creating the terrifying mirror array.

It was also Xiangjun who she once respected Rumu so much.

In the emperor's descent, the good-tempered suzerain Yiyue Xingjun is busy all day long, Si Mingjing lives in seclusion, the elders are unpredictable, most of the disciples in the sect are unsmiling, and the attendants are all veiled, they are soulless puppets .

Stepping into the sect is like stepping into a tomb quietly.

Qin Guzhen, who entered the emperor's son Jiangxi at the beginning of the year, was only seven years old. She was too scared to cry, and stumbled to the seat of Lingjun.

Tears blurred her vision, and she couldn't see the faces of these people clearly, but saw the hem of a purple shirt with star patterns brushing her eyes.

It was Xiangjun who got up from his seat, squatted down and held her hand.

The handsome man said with a smile: "Guzhen, don't cry, your home will be where the emperor descends from now on."

The great kindness of the teacher in the past has become empty today.

"...Why?" Qin Guzhen's face was full of tears, the kindness between master and apprentice in the past was vivid in his eyes, and Lord Xiang's teachings were still in his ears.

She shook her head in disbelief, "Master, why?"

"Guzhen!" Yu Ting put his hand on Qin Guzhen's shoulder, and then he seemed to hesitate for a moment, his arms were lowered to interlock with her fingers.

Qin Guzhen broke away from him.

Yu Ting's face darkened, his eyes wandered left and right, and he became restless.

Everyone's spiritual energy was drained, and their perception was slow. If Zhangjiao Yu looked behind at this time, he would be able to see the abnormal state of the boy named Shi Yuan.

Shi Yuan whispered to Ning Chao with the sound transmission technique of the demon clan: "Once the evil current pours out, and the surrounding rivers are impacted by the evil energy, it will inevitably burst the embankment and flow horizontally, which will be another catastrophe."

He stretched out his hand to press the heart of the puppet Lie Xing, and quickly instructed: "But the emperor's son's magic weapon comes from the same source. When I have enough spiritual energy, I will use Lie Xing to fight against that ice. If you can move, immediately Hurry back to Mohuitou, use the red jade pendant under my pillow to open Mohuitou's spirit formation, and then evacuate the people in the city, and wait for Taiqingzong's support before it's too late."

"But—" Ning Chao panicked when she understood, she blurted out: "But once the star is damaged, you will die too!"

She didn't choose what to say, and after she finished speaking, she was taken aback for a moment, and her face turned pale in an instant.

As if the century-old monster had made a big mistake, he carefully grabbed Shi Yuan's only remaining arm.

She said incoherently: "Little master, can you survive, please don't always be like this... Think about it, there are Uncle Sui in your back, they will run away, if you don't think about yourself, you should also think about us!"

The orange cat nestled in Shen Zhexue's neck every year, looking at the uncharacteristically uncharacteristic Ning Chao sister in confusion.

Shi Yuan slowly closed his eyes, as if he was suppressing his emotions.

When he opened his eyes again, there was some water in his eyes, and there was a smile in his eyes.

The smile was not warm, but it hurt people's eyes and made them feel shocked.

Ning Chao was stunned. In her memory, this little master was weak and sick. Although he was kind to others, he was too cowardly and rarely showed his emotions.

Shi Yuan said softly: "Ning Chao, why don't I want to... It's just that you said, I lived a life of three years, and then gave my devil father a tool to seize the house. What's the point of such a life?"

The orange cat Niannian's tail was blown out, and he used his paws to pull Shen Zhexue's hair, but it got entangled in the hair, and he could only meow anxiously.

Shi Yuan wanted to reach out to rub the orange cat's furry head, but he reached halfway.

Following those scattered black hairs, his fingertips rested on Shen Zhexue's cheek.

"You all let me live, but I'm so tired."

Shi Yuan laughed at himself, "I have no future, and most of my previous memories are fabricated. Even the name 'Shi Yuan' was temporarily decided by the devil before I woke up. I don't even know what my previous name is. Know."

Ning Chao felt cold all over, and begged: "Little master, we..."

Shi Yuan combed with his fingers, and lowered his head to smooth out Shen Zhexue's messy hair.

"I haven't said it before, and I don't want to say it. I know you treat me well, and you all have difficulties, but what about me?"

He described it as a bit crazy at the moment, and his tone was in vain, and he smiled and said: "Why don't I want to defy fate, who wants to die by nature?! I am nothing more than these three years, just like this puppet, with only one body for three years !"

Ning Chao burst into tears.

But Shi Yuan's loss of control was very short, he quickly regained his senses amid Ning Chao's sobbing, and sighed softly: "Since the rest of my life is limited, why should I make myself unhappy."

Without going to see Ning Chao again, Shi Yuan returned to his usual calm and calm.

"I know that the demon lord promised Sui Shu's family the authority in the demon world, that Mrs. Mu is the confidant of the demon lord, my leg is her handwriting, and these little monsters and goblins..."

He looked at the chubby Niannian, but he didn't touch it after all.

"Mo Huihui's spiritual formation has attracted them. I am pregnant with evil currents. How can these cubs get close to me?"

Leaving the spirit formation, out of fear of Shiyuan's past breath, Niannian even prefers to approach a monk he has known not long ago, rather than let him hug him again.

Everything is a flower in the mirror of water, a dream in Nanke.

"And you, Sister Ning Chao." Shi Yuan said slowly: "You know Lie Xing, before that, didn't you obey the devil's orders?"

"I, I just..." Ning Chao burst into tears, and said in grief: "I just want to save my elder brother! The devil said that Lie Xing has the ability to regenerate. If my elder brother is alive, how can my mother and I be punished by our tribe?" insult!"

She grabbed Shi Yuan's sleeve, "But little master, I never wanted to harm you. Human races say that a tiger's poison doesn't eat its offspring, so it's impossible for the devil to really treat you..."

"He branded it in my soul and sealed my demon veins."

Shi Yuan shattered Ning Chao's hope, "He wants to imprison me, for fear that I will seek death. If I die now, what will be left to him is a sick body. After three years, the imprint will completely suppress the evil breath. You Do you think he will take into account the relationship between father and son at that time?"

Shi Yuan said indifferently: "Sister Ning Chao, not all monsters are as close to humans as you are."

He lowered his eyes, but realized that at some point, his hand had gently stroked Master Shen's temples.

There are really very few monsters who are willing to get close to the human race.

But Shi Yuan sometimes felt that he wanted to get close to the person in front of him from the bottom of his heart.

Shi Yuan stared at Shen Zhexue.

He suddenly remembered that before he met this person, he had worked so hard to avoid Miss Mu's eyeliner and sat withered by the Xieliu River for a few days.

At that time, he was looking at the vast mist on the river, thinking about what it would be like to jump down like this.

In the depths of the Xieliu River, there are no people, no vegetation, even if the evil energy in the body explodes, it is far away from the town, and it will not endanger other people's lives.

He discovered this method in the last time the evil current broke the bank.

This is also the last way he can think of, not to accept the fate after three years.

He wants to be selfish, he doesn't care about anything, he doesn't care about anything.

Everyone is helpless, everyone has their own difficulties, but no one has ever asked him, do you have any difficulties, have you ever had no complaints?

It's nothing more than self-deception.

He also fought stubbornly against the devil, and every time he plotted, he got nothing but the "involuntary" stories one after another in the back of his mind.

The devil smiled and said to him: "Of course they care for you sincerely, but there are thousands of sincere hearts in the world. There are few selfless people and many people who ask for something in return. What they do depends on your thought."

"And those little monsters, they are really life-like, why are you dragging them down so much?"

"My son, you have to understand that obedience is the best reward for 'sincerity'."

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