Something is wrong with Jian Zun

Perhaps this scene was too familiar, the moment he mentioned the Wuming Sword, some intermittent memories suddenly entered his mind.

As if a hole had been broken, the forgotten pieces and the dreamed pieces were put together, and it was almost the same as the phantom memory in Xie Ming's mind.

At first, he was peeping among the flowers in Fuyue Mountain. He didn't go up to deliver flowers. He just felt that the young suzerain was extraordinarily good-looking and had a very outstanding temperament. .

Then, I went to Lumen Island to congratulate. In the decayed peach blossom forest, the dead wood was infused with spiritual power, and the decayed and charred peach forest that had been decayed and blackened for many years instantly turned into crimson clouds.

Not long after, the Great War broke out. Just as he had guessed, he and Xie Ming fought side by side in the Great War, and gradually fell in love with each other. After the Great War, the two became Taoist couples and lived a long period of shameless days.

In the end, it was also the sword-questioning meeting. Xie Ming suddenly had a demon in his heart and told him that there were demons all around him. He drew his sword in anger and beheaded the heads of several major sects under the sword.

He was indeed affected, and was brought back to the Fuyue Sect. After waking up, he went directly to the prison to rescue Xie Ming.

But what doesn't match the current memory is that shortly after entering the prison, his memory terminated.

That period of memory is still very vague, he only remembers that he was behind Xie Ming and watched a sword piercing the chest of Xie Ming who was walking in front.

……

Chaotic memories flashed through his mind, and Chu Zhaoliu's face became a little pale.

He suddenly understood why the sword piercing Xie Ming's chest in his dream had no name that night.

Because that is his nameless sword.

Is it the sword he stabbed?

Is it a coincidence now, or some kind of reincarnation?

It was another scheme of the Fallen Immortal.

His hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and he stared at the back in front of him without blinking.

Is this really Xie Ming's inner demon...?

This is in the state of mind, there can be no mistakes.

If you make a wrong kill, you will be doomed.

Xie Ming's consciousness was suppressed because of the temptation of the demon, and the demon would indeed be stronger, suppressing the sober consciousness so that he could not come forward, and the Xie Ming in front of him was indeed behaving abnormally, which was indeed in line with the moody temper of the demon.

At this moment, he noticed that the soul seemed to be a little unstable.

After a long delay, it seemed that the fragrance of the soul was about to burn out.

There is no extra time for him to explore options again.

The palms of Chu Zhaoliu's hands holding the sword were sweating, and he vaguely felt that something had been overlooked by him.

After entering the state of mind, his mind flickered, and every conversation with Xie Ming suddenly froze in one place——

Not right.

Chu Zhaoliu suddenly spoke, with a calm and natural voice, as if he was just talking about family life: "Xie San, do you know, I played the Qingxin song for you that month."

Xie Ming responded subconsciously: "En."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized something was wrong.

Just wait for your words.

The corner of Chu Zhaoliu's mouth twitched, and Xie Ming, who sensed something was wrong, turned his head suddenly, but saw the person behind him smiling slightly at him, and the tip of the snow-white sword in his hand swung.

Towards his abdomen, he stabbed it down violently!

As soon as the blood flashed, Chu Zhaoliu's sword failed to stab himself.

Xie Ming's forehead was covered with cold sweat, he firmly grasped the blade, blood dripped down his palm, he clenched his teeth, and the voice of Xie Zongzhu, who has always been moody and indifferent, became louder. With deep anger: "What are you doing!"

Chu Zhaoliu said coldly: "Are you interested in lying to me, Xie Ming?"

Only the two of them knew the tune that accompanied them secretly that month.

The Xie Ming in front of me is Xie Ming.

Not only did he wake up early, but he also deliberately misled him, making him think that he was a demon!

The eyes of the two intertwined, both of them clearly contained anger, but Chu Zhaoliu's eyes were as fierce as fire, so bright that one dared not look directly at them.

Xie Ming paused for a moment, then firmly held the Wuming Sword to move away from the dangerous area, and pulled out Ming Hong from his waist.

"It's not interesting." Xie Ming said lightly, "But some people think it's interesting."

"Chu Wen", who was lying quietly on the ground at the corner, suddenly sensed something was wrong, and glanced this way thoughtfully.

It was just a moment of hesitation, and his body suddenly froze and couldn't move.

Chu Zhaoliu also arrived with a sword in his hand, and stabbed down mercilessly at the man with Chu Wen's face!

He just felt that there was a violation.

If those things really happened, how could Chu Wen tell him so much with his mouth open.

Deliberately lured him to the prison to rescue Xie Ming, and then led him to think that Xie Ming in front of him was a demon, just to reproduce the scene in the illusion, and let him personally stab Xie Ming with a fatal sword.

Who would like such a tragic story of blunders?

"Fallen Immortal," Chu Zhaoliu said coldly, "You really have bad taste as always."

A black shadow suddenly flew out of "Chu Wen"'s body, turning into a pitch-black phantom, dodging the sword.

The figure outlined by the emptiness is the Fallen Immortal whom the two of them can never mistake!

The heart demon was drawn by the fallen fairy, but the curse was written by the fallen fairy.

Xie Ming was still unable to be controlled by Xie Ming after he fell into the Yin Demon Yin. The Fallen Immortal, who was originally confident, must not be reconciled to the loss of control of the pawn.

It is not impossible for him to sneak into Xie Ming's state of mind and hide in it.

Realizing that he had been exposed, the Fallen Immortal stopped pretending, and said "Oh" with great interest: "When did you find out?"

What he answered was a sword piercing through the chest from behind.

Xie Mo's hand was still bleeding, but the hand holding the sword was steady, and he said calmly: "I still know what has entered into my state of mind."

This sword seemed to have no effect on the Fallen Immortal, he even looked back at Xie Ming slowly: "I thought you were unconscious all the time."

Xie Ming glanced at Chu Zhaoliu, but remained silent.

The Fallen Immortal suddenly realized, clapped his hands and praised: "Oh, this is the true love between you? It's really touching, haha."

This Fallen Immortal who got into Xie Ming's mind was different from the one they met in Li Hai before. He was more calm and arrogant, but they were all restrained in their bones, and there was a smack when they spoke. An uncomfortable mildness.

Chu Zhaoliu guessed right.

That is just a clone, this is the main body.

"But so what? You can't catch me." The Fallen Immortal laughed enough to herself, stretched out her hand casually, and opened a crack, "I am very satisfied with this scene, so I will leave."

"Let you go?"

A cold light flashed in Chu Zhaoliu's eyes, and he rushed forward and swung his sword away. The Fallen Immortal didn't take it seriously at first, but the moment the sword light touched him, a tingling pain that shouldn't have appeared suddenly crawled along his skin.

A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the fallen fairy, and he had no choice but to put away his easy-going posture, and exchanged hands with Chu Zhaoliu.

Xie Ming attacked from behind, and cooperated seamlessly with Chu Zhaoliu, alternately drawing swords, this is Xie Ming's state of mind, everything is according to his wishes, although the fallen immortal has a soul that lasts for thousands of years, it will not be like Chu Zhaoliu's It is completely controlled, but it will inevitably be affected.

Injuries to the soul and injuries to the body are completely different concepts.

After being cut several times, he suddenly raised his hand.

Countless golden needle flying flowers hit like a torrential rain!

These things are not under the control of Xie Ming, the master of the state of mind, the two had to avoid the edge for a while, and raised their hands again, the fallen immortal waved his hand and disappeared into the crack.

Panting for breath, Chu Zhaoliu turned his head to look at Xie Ming, and suddenly lost his strength, the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and he fell to sit down.

Xie Ming grabbed him, touched his increasingly cold face with his useless left hand, and there was a hint of urgency in his eyes: "What's wrong? Are you injured?"

When Chu Zhaoliu saw this face, he wanted to punch him, but it's a pity that his spirit is starting to weaken now, and he can't gather much strength.

He gritted his teeth and grabbed Xie Ming's collar with all his might, his anger still lingering: "You did it on purpose from the beginning?"

Deliberately let the inner demons erupt, let the consciousness fall into a deep sleep, and used himself as a bait to trap the fallen fairy, luring the fallen fairy into his state of mind.

Even after finding out that he also came in, he was counted in, just to put on a show for those eyes in the dark!

Xie Ming fell silent, lowered his eyelashes, and didn't make a sound.

It's the default.

"Sect Master Xie, you are really nice." Chu Zhaoliu became more and more angry as he thought about it, and sneered, "Do you want me to stab you with a sword and turn myself into a widower?"

It was clear that Chu Zhaoliu was genuinely annoyed and lost his temper. Xie Ming wanted to laugh when he heard it, but he knew that even if the fallen immortal appeared again at this time, he couldn't laugh, so he tried his best to squeeze the corners of his lips, thinking After thinking about it, he replied, "I can't die."

Chu Zhaoliu was really going to get mad at him, and wanted to bite him.

Can't die.

How dare you answer!

The person in his arms became angry, which was subtly similar to the frowned-up Jiujiu. Xie Ming only thought it was cute, lowered his head slightly, and rubbed his head lightly: "It's my fault, don't be angry."

The more he apologized, the more angry Chu Zhaoliu became: "You dare to let me stab you, I can't be angry anymore?"

Chu Zhaoliu has always had a good temper, he can laugh and make trouble, Xie Ming has never seen him angry, so he didn't know how to coax him right now.

Chu Zhaoliu was still counting his crimes in detail: "He said he would recognize me, I came to you with flowers, did you recognize me? I can only talk sweet words!"

Xie Ming said: "I recognized it at that time."

Chu Zhaoliu couldn't help being suffocated.

He thought Xie Ming only remembered it when he was playing the piano on the night of his wedding.

"But I didn't remember it at that time." Xie Ming rarely explained his actions, but in front of Chu Zhaoliu, he would always explain things clearly, "I only remembered it later."

Chu Zhaoliu would enter his state of mind, which caught him somewhat off guard.

How dangerous is it to be out of body and into another person's mind?

Even Yan Zhuchen recalled from the excitement of finding a solution to the temptation of demons, and felt that this matter was too risky. He tried to dissuade him several times, but when he couldn't persuade him, he repeatedly mentioned precautions to Chu Zhaoliu, worried .

Chu Zhaofeng acted so boldly and recklessly, Xie Ming's voice sank: "You are also very courageous, you dare to stab yourself with a sword."

Chu Zhaoliu sneered: "I stabbed myself with my sword, unlike you plotting someone else to stab you. Doesn't it bother you?"

That lip was in front of him, opening and closing non-stop, Xie Ming endured it for a long time, but finally couldn't hold it back, simply lowered his head, sealed it with a kiss, and forcibly stopped Chu Zhaoliu's babbling.

Red lips and white teeth are more suitable for blocking.

Chu Zhaoliu suddenly became quiet.

In the silent prison, both of them breathed a little shortly, and kissed each other fiercely.

When the lips parted, Xie Ming's lower lip had been bitten by Chu Zhaoliu, and the blood stained his lips bright red.

Reason has finally come back.

Chu Zhaoliu glanced at his lips guiltily, and turned away unnaturally: "Where's your demon?"

Xie Ming wiped off the blood on his lips, Feng Qingyun said calmly: "When I think about it, wipe him off."

Chu Zhaoliu thought he heard it wrong: "Erasure?"

Xie Ming said "hmm": "Since it is useless, it will be erased."

The cause of the inner demon is that Chu Zhaoliu, who was pretending to be a fallen fairy, stabbed him in the back. When he woke up, he was torn apart in the interlacing of reality and illusion, and he had extremely complicated perceptions of Chu Zhaoliu.

Suspicion, astonishment, unwillingness, and a somewhat hazy and unreal love.

Although he remembered everything in the illusion during the retreat, Xie Ming refused to admit it.

In the beginning, he went to Fuyue Mountain to find Chu Zhaoliu, not to find out the whole story with Chu Zhaoliu, but just to see if Chu Zhaoliu still remembered.

On the way to Fuyue Mountain, he even had killing thoughts towards Chu Zhao.

The illusion is fake, and the fake is fake, even if he loves Chu Zhaoliu very much in the illusion, it is still fake.

It was then that the inner demon popped up in his mind.

But in the ghost town, when he began to admit that the illusion was fake and the person was real, the influence of the inner demon on him was minimal.

After becoming more and more clear about his feelings for Chu Zhaoliu, the inner demon has almost no influence on him.The magic attraction of the center was indeed unexpected. After figuring out what kind of poisonous curse it was, he planned to follow the trend and follow suit.

It's just too risky, Chu Zhaoliu will definitely not agree, so he didn't reveal it to Chu Zhaoliu.

Inner Demon did have a great influence on him, such as the limitation of spiritual power.

But in fact the impact is not that big.

Even if the demons break out, what should be done or not should be controlled by the demons, he has the final say.

Chu Zhaoliu couldn't figure it out: "..."

Why haven't I seen that you are so scheming before!

Chu Zhaoliu took a deep breath, so as not to be really mad at Xie Moi, and said regretfully, "But I still let the Fallen Immortal escape."

Xie Ming shook his head and said: "I didn't think I could kill him. The purpose of leading him into the state of mind is to find out his hiding place and find out his identity. I have already injected the sword into his soul just now. marked breath."

"Have you found it?"

Xie Ming: "The land of the extreme north."

"Then his identity?"

Xie Ming was silent for a moment: "I can't confirm yet."

Chu Zhaoliu felt itchy when he had nothing to play with in his hand, unconsciously picked up Xie Ming's loose hair, and twirled it around his fingertips: "Actually, you don't have to be scruples, just speak out if you have doubts. I won't worry about this." Angry about such things, for example, you suspect that Master has something to do with the Fallen Immortal."

There was a trace of surprise in Xie Ming's eyes, and then he nodded calmly: "I have two doubts, one is Fuyue Immortal Venerable, and the other is Medicine King."

Chu Zhaoliu said in his heart, well, you are quite skeptical.

If you say this in front of Yan Zhuchen, Yan Zhuchen will add laxatives to your medicine when he turns around.

"Now it seems that Fuyue Immortal Venerable is even more suspicious." Xie Ming said, "But it's just a suspicion. It's not appropriate to speculate wildly, so I didn't tell you. It's not because you are entangled in your master-student status with Immortal Venerable."

Chu Zhaoliu said lazily, not paying much attention.

He himself doubts the master, Xie Ming is considered a half outsider, doubts are normal.

What should be said has been said, and the two fell silent at the same time, and looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.

Chu Zhaoliu suddenly felt a little at a loss.

It seems that he hasn't talked to such a normal Xie Ming for a long time.

With a flick of his fingertips around Xie Ming's hair, he gathered some strength and pushed Xie Ming's chest: "Let me go, I'm standing still."

Xie Ming not only withdrew his hand, but his arm tightened even more, and he pursed the corner of his lower lip: "Don't let go."

Chu Zhaoliu smiled, "Sect Master Xie, do you know that your behavior is called indecent?"

"I'm hugging my wife." Xie Ming's handsome eyebrows were slightly raised, with good reason, "how can we talk about indecentness?"

When mentioning this, Chu Zhaoliu felt belatedly, and suddenly opened his eyes wide: "You really jumped to the scene of getting married on purpose!"

He said, why did they go directly to the worship hall to get married after saying goodbye in the peach blossom forest!

Deliberately omitting the steps of secret love in the middle, Xie Ming is also a beast in clothes!

The corners of Xie Ming's lips curved briefly, and he didn't deny it: "Just jump wherever you are impressed."

Chu Zhaoliu could feel that his soul was getting weaker and weaker, and probably the fragrance of the soul had almost been burned out. I am afraid that as soon as Xie Ming let go, he would be able to disperse directly, and if he did not return to his body to cultivate, he would be weak for a period of time.

Even so, Young Master Chu still struggled tenaciously, wanting to get some cheap words: "I can't see it, Sect Master Xie hates marriage so much?"

Xie Ming was about to answer when he realized something was wrong.

"It's time for you to go back, take a photo." Xie Ming lightly brushed his cheek, sending him away from his state of mind, letting his spirit return to his place, "The things you said, we can talk about them later when we wake up."

What did I say?

The moment he was pushed out of his state of mind, Chu Zhaoliu felt a burst of deep tiredness, thought drowsily for a while, and suddenly trembled.

However, before he could think about it, his soul slowly returned to his place, and his consciousness soon fell into a brief darkness.

In the fantasy dream jointly woven by the Fallen Immortal and the Confused Demon, all the details that hadn't been remembered poured into the dream one after another, presenting them in full detail.

In a trance, he seemed to have spent a wonderful life with Xie Ming in a dream—until the fallen immortal disguised himself as him and killed Xie Ming in the illusion.

The two were dragged out of the illusion, and the last scene in his mind was the nameless sword passing through Xie Ming's chest, so he thought it was the sword he stabbed.

When he woke up, he saw the worried face of the senior brother who had found Suyang. He completely forgot everything in the fantasy world. When he saw Xie Ming, he occasionally felt a sense of deja vu, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Only Xie Ming retained the memory of all that.

No wonder Xie Ming was so angry that he almost vomited blood, gnashing his teeth and scolding him for being heartless.

Consciousness was in a trance for a long time, and the five senses began to slowly recover.

The first thing to recover is the sense of smell. The familiar cold fragrance is like the first handful of snow in early winter, clean and clear.

Second is the sense of touch.

He was held tightly in his arms cherishingly, fingers intertwined, palms close to palms.

It's hearing again.

He heard Xie Ming's deep and cold voice, and said to the people outside the door: "He's awake, he's fine."

Chu Zhaoliu was caught off guard and remembered what Xie Ming said before the return of the soul: "..."

No, I didn't wake up!

He didn't even dare to blink his eyelashes, he slowed down his breathing, lay motionless on the corpse, prayed to Xie Ming to see if he was awake, suspected that something happened to him, and asked Yan Zhuchen to come in and have a look.

With outsiders around, Xie Ming wouldn't do anything to him.

Yan Zhuchen, genius doctor Yan, uncle Yan.

Come in and save me!

Chu Zhaoliu let out a faint cry for help in his heart, and then he noticed that the cold fragrance was getting closer to him, and it became more fragrant. His whole body was trapped in Xie Ming's breath, tainted by his smell.

"Didn't you say that after I overcome my demons and wake up, I will kiss me three times a day?" Xie Ming's pleasant voice came into his ears, and his tone was mild, but his words were not very elegant, "It's still the kind of sticking out your tongue. "

Chu Zhaoliu lay flat and pretended to be dead: "..."

"I also agree with your proposal to sleep together, I think you mean what you say."

"........."

When did I, Chu, keep my word?

Chu Zhaoliu thought confidently, and peacefully hypnotized that he had passed away, so he could smile at Jiuquan.

"Is it useful to play dead?"

The collar was separated by two fingers, and one finger pressed against the red mole on his chest with a strong sense of threat through several layers of clothes.

"Or, according to the photo, do you prefer to lie still?"

The author has something to say:

Zhao Zhao (numb face): Xie Zongzhu, why don't you stay in a coma.