Something is wrong with Jian Zun

The surroundings were chaotic, and the sound of the world-ending torrent and landslide was endless, but Gu Junyi was in the middle, and heard a faint sigh.

Gu Junyi closed his eyes, poked a ray of consciousness into the sword, and finally felt the familiar breath. In that darkness, the remnant soul sitting quietly in it was like a starlight, faint and easily extinguished.

Just as he was looking at the remnant soul, the other party suddenly looked up and smiled helplessly: "Don't be distracted."

A ghost claw was suddenly pulled out from behind.

Gu Junyi still closed his eyes, staring at the ghost in the sword, but the sword in his hand hit the ghost claw with a clang, and pierced the heart of the sneak attacking Que Xinluo like a poisonous snake at a treacherous and tricky angle.

This is obviously not Gu Junyi's style, but more like the magic way.

Que Xinluo laughed back angrily: "What the deity taught you, you have returned to the deity."

Gu Junyi opened his eyes, glanced at the few more cracks on the Yixia sword, and paused with his fingertips.

Lu Tingxue's soul is extremely weak, attached to the Yixia sword, if the Yixia sword is broken again, his soul will be torn apart.

The person he has been looking for for more than 70 years has always been in his hands, and he has never met before.

But if the Yixia sword is shattered, this hard-won reunion may become a farewell.

For the first time in his life, the thought of "put down the sword" flashed through Gu Junyi's mind, who loves swords like crazy.

Lu Tingxue still sat quietly in the darkness, and said indifferently: "Give me a try."

Gu Junyi's hand tightened and held Yixia's tightly. Perhaps it was an illusion. In a trance, it seemed that what he was holding was not the hilt of the sword, but a pair of cool hands, and those hands were also tightly squeezed back, giving him silence. answer.

"I won't let it go again." Gu Junyi suddenly smiled, "It's just that I might make a slip of the tongue, I hope my junior brother won't be too angry..."

A flute suddenly sounded.

Lu Tingxue blew the jade flute in front of her lips.

The depression that had been planted in the heart because of Que Xinluo's words before was released with the sound of the flute, and Gu Junyi's heart suddenly relaxed. Even though he was covered in blood and mess, there was still a carefree expression between his brows: "If you die, you will have no regrets."

The torrential flood came rushing in, but his sword movements remained undisturbed, just like the half a year with Lu Tingxue on Yanhui Mountain, one played the flute and the other danced the sword.

Que Xinluo couldn't find any flaws in Gu Junyi anymore.

If this battle is in front of the world, it must be extremely amazing. Gu Junyi's swordsmanship, just like Chu Zhaoliu's evaluation, is not inferior to Xie Ming.

Que Xinluo was hit with several swords, and the ghost claw was bruised. She was forced to fly back again and again, but she couldn't get rid of Gu Junyi, and she was full of resentment.

He just came out of customs, he doesn't want to die in this kind of place!

"My surname is Gu, don't you like this little beast very much?" Que Xinluo said angrily, "This sword won't last long, do you want him to die!"

At that moment, with a sound of "Zheng", Yixia Sword pierced Que Xinluo's heart precisely, and nailed his body together with a bang on a rock.

Que Xinluo's young face suddenly withered, bright red blood spewed out from the corner of her mouth uncontrollably, her purple eyes dimmed, and there was still a trace of disbelief: "You...how dare!"

"It's more important that you're dead."

Gu Junyi held the sword, and pressed it deeper without mercy.

From the moment Que Xinluo had the thought of not wanting to die, he lost.

"...Ha!" Que Xinluo's eyes showed blood, "Do you think you can kill this deity!"

A gust of energy suddenly came towards him, and Gu Junyi only had time to hold the Yixia sword tightly before being thrown out. Que Xinluo's figure came over like a ghost, and the ghost's claws shone coldly, grabbing at Gu Junyi directly. throat, with the intention of piercing his throat with his claws, and wringing his head off completely!

The movement was so fast that there were no afterimages. In the blink of an eye, the fatal blow had struck. With a ding, the ghost claw slammed into the Yixia sword that was blocking the way, not obeying the master's order.

Gu Junyi's heart was cold, and he shouted angrily. Yixia sword slashed to meet him. Que Xinluo was seriously injured. After flying more than ten feet away, it fell into the flood below the mountain.

The body in front of him fell to his knees, swayed a few times, and fell silently to the ground.

A generation of grandmasters has died so far.

Gu Junyi didn't feel joy, and his injuries were not minor. He leaned against the boulder behind him exhaustedly, his lips moved.

The Yixia sword in his hand was covered with cracks, and after beheading Que Xinluo's head with his own hands, it shattered.

The sound of the flute lingering around him also stopped at some point.

Gu Junyi's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse: "Lu Tingxue..."

The sword body finally completely shattered, and a ray of ghost hiding in the sword was freed.

Lu Tingxue, wearing the dark black clothes they wore at the last time, floated in front of him, looking down at him, her translucent body was getting lighter and lighter, she seemed to find it very interesting, she reached out to brush his blood-stained forehead Send: "Gu Junyi, don't you want to kill me, why do you seem to be crying?"

But the spirit has no substance, he can't touch Gu Junyi.

Lu Tingxue's expression was still cold and indifferent, and she lowered her eyelashes: "I was in a daze, I stayed in the sword for many years, I just remembered something I wanted to tell you, and I suddenly remembered it in the past few days..."

"what?"

Lu Tingxue raised her eyelids, stared at his face for a while, and smiled: "It's not really important."

Gu Junyi stared at him without blinking, but his tone was almost fierce: "Answer me, what is it?"

As soon as the words were finished, Lu Tingxue suddenly lowered her head and kissed him on the lips. They couldn't touch each other, just like a gust of wind brushed against their lips.

"That's enough." Lu Tingxue said softly, "Gu Junyi, I often think, if there is an afterlife..."

If there is an afterlife, what will happen, but he didn't go on, the remnant soul will be hard to support, and it will disappear in the world.

He has no afterlife.

"I have no regrets in this life." Lu Tingxue looked away, "Let's go, don't look back."

Gu Junyi suddenly sneered, revealing the hand that had been hidden behind his back.

He actually used his own blood to silently write an ancient mantra in the palm of his hand!

"Do you think I'll let you go?"

With a flash of blood, Lu Tingxue's soul that was about to fly away was gathered into the palm of Gu Junyi's hand. He held the fragment of Yixia, and carefully pressed the remnant soul into his chest, panting heavily, and said with a proud smile: "Don't even think about leaving alone..."

For more than 70 years, he has learned the ancient soul-attracting technique and the method of warming and nourishing the soul, just for this moment.

With his soul, Lu Tingxue's soul is warmed and nourished. From now on, water and milk will blend together, life and death.

We can't live together, we can die together.

After doing all this, he couldn't hold on any longer, lost his strength, and fell to the ground with a bang.

When it was dark before his eyes, his consciousness entered another dream.

He dreamed of Lu Tingxue's life and death.

At first, it was a big fire.

The Lu family is a wealthy family in this world, and Lu Tingxue is the most beloved youngest son of the master's wife, and the favorite young master of the servants.

When he was five years old, a fire burned everything he had, and the one who killed him was Que Xinluo, who took him to Huajian Nanfengmen and accepted him as his apprentice.

Que Xinluo implanted a butterfly in his brain to monitor his every move.

Even after witnessing the massacre of Miemen, Lu Tingxue did not dare to be angry, otherwise Que Xinluo would notice it.

He sealed off his seven emotions, six desires and five senses, and in front of the puppet master of the puppet, he has been ruthless for many years.

Until I met Gu Junyi.

Gu Junyi is really a very noisy person.

They fought side by side on the battlefield. Gu Junyi unilaterally became his confidant and friend, but the demon gate sent an order to kill him. Many times, Lu Tingxue looked at him with a trace of pity in his eyes, thinking that he Like a silly roe deer.

The first time the plan was implemented, Gu Junyi was seriously injured and fell into the Linghe River. He did not send anyone to search for the knife, thinking "let God decide", when he saw Gu Junyi came back alive, the first reaction in his heart was to relax His tone slowly filled with joy.

At that time, he still closed his five senses, and he didn't know why he was like this.

The second time, he listened to the order to release the news of being encircled and suppressed, and attracted Gu Junyi. After a few years of separation, each worked independently, and made an early feud, Lu Tingxue actually didn't think that Gu Junyi would fall into the trap.

But Gu Junyi not only came, but also rescued him without hesitation.

According to Huajianmen's order, it is to let go of one or two righteous monks, and spread the news that Gu Junyi rescued the young master of the Demon Sect and betrayed the righteous way, so that the reputation of Gu Junyi and Fuyuezong will be ruined, but Lu Tingxue But disobeyed the order.

He had all the survivors exterminated, and then manipulated the elders who were besieged, giving Gu Junyi a chance to escape.

After returning to Huajianmen to receive the punishment, Lu Tingxue released her closed five senses.

Years of great joy and great sorrow rushed like a tide, he was caught off guard, and he vomited a mouthful of blood, but suddenly felt that he was alive, and he was also a human being.

At that moment, he suddenly longed for the haze described by Gu Junyi, the bustling like water, with a hundred flowers in spring, and the deserted West Island, which he had never seen before.

It just so happened that he was not good enough to do things repeatedly, and the elders of Huajianmen and Que Xinluo were dissatisfied. Lu Tingxue simply abolished her cultivation and invited her into the Linglong Demon Chess Formation.

According to the rules of Huajianmen for thousands of years, if they can survive this battle, they can leave Huajianmen without being held accountable.

Armed with a magic circle that would almost kill him if he cultivated it, he walked out alive as a cripple.

Que Xinluo's expression was extremely strange that day, after a sneer, he really followed his promise, took out the magic butterfly in his head, and let him go.

After leaving the Huajian Gate, the pursuers also followed, Lu Tingxue was not surprised.

Although he lost his cultivation, he was once the young master of the Demon Sect. He escaped to the bank of the Ling River without any danger, bought a lone boat, and crossed the vast river alone.

The Huajian disciple who came after him threw him into the icy river, but Lu Tingxue's thought was: Is this how Gu Junyi felt when he fell into the cold river that day?

The water in Linghe is extremely cold.

Lu Tingxue's fate was determined, and he swam desperately and climbed to the shore. Over there was the prosperous haze he dreamed of, and there was a person he felt guilty about.

Looking forward to seeing you next spring.

But he was poisoned by the cold in the Linghe River, and after losing his cultivation, he couldn't get rid of the cold air. After a few bouts of high fever, he almost died in a small town on the edge of the haze. The method was passed on to the Fuyue Sect.

Gu Junyi did indeed come, but he no longer had the slightest trust in him, and the expression in his eyes was cold, without any warmth.

A lot of words rushed into her throat, but she couldn't utter them. Seeing that after he left, Lu Tingxue had recuperated for a few days, and then walked slowly towards the hinterland of Yanxia.

At least before he died, he wanted to see with his own eyes the Fuyue Peach Blossom that Gu Junyi praised so highly.

But Gu Junyi suddenly appeared again and picked him up.

During the half year when Yan returned to the mountain, it was the happiest time in Lu Tingxue's life.

Without the monitoring and control of the magic butterfly, there is no need to close the five senses, seven emotions and six desires, and do whatever you want.

In fact, he vaguely guessed the purpose of Que Xinluo taking him as an apprentice to teach his unique magic art. He thought that after abolishing the dantian, it would be useless, but he underestimated Que Xinluo.

In fact, the butterfly is still in his mind and has not been eradicated. Que Xinluo followed the butterfly to find him. He didn't even have time to explain to Gu Junyi.

When the deadly palm was slapped, Lu Tingxue blew himself up to meet him, and the remaining part of the same source of magic energy on his body hurt Que Xinluo, who was in a special period at that time——Que Xinluo's magic skills had not been perfected, every two or three thousand years, he would It is necessary to find a person with a suitable fate and high aptitude to practice the same origin magic art with him, so as to carry out the "magic transformation".

Being injured this time, and losing his indispensable role as a demon, Que Xinluo showed all his flaws. This is the world of the righteous way of Central Continent, so he can't escape in a hurry.

Lu Tingxue's body was smashed into powder by that palm, and his soul was shattered. When he was swallowed by the darkness, he thought that his soul was gone.

When he woke up again, he was stored in the Yixia sword, forgetting who he was, and followed Gu Junyi ignorantly, and accompanied him to many places.

Until I met Que Xinluo in the northern border of Xizhou, the severe pain brought back the past and the past.

He has never had any regrets in this life, only Gu Junyi... only Gu Junyi.

Gu Junyi seemed to accompany Lu Tingxue throughout his short life.

He was in a daze, with all sorts of distracting thoughts in his mind. He felt extremely bitter, even the tip of his tongue was bitter. Countless words were squeezed out of his mouth, but he only uttered a few thin words: "Lu Tingxue, do you feel pain?"

The author has something to say:

Lu Tingxue slapped her backhand: Nonsense, what are you talking about!