After marrying Long Jun, he said that I climbed high

A sharp machete hit Zhao Xu's instep impartially.

The mother and concubine's bedroom seemed to have turned into a magnificent Fengtian Hall with flying eaves and brackets, and the golden dragon chair in the center was placed squarely in front of his eyes.

"Is your heart moved? Zhao Xu, you pick up the knife and just gently pierce it through the flesh and gouge out the heart. You are the owner of this dragon chair!"

Zhao Xu covered his ears, not wanting to be confused by the voice, and reprimanded loudly: "I am a cultivator, and I am not interested in the throne and power."

"Heh, if it's true as you said. How could you enter here? Zhao Xu, don't deceive yourself anymore, don't forget half of your bones are from the Zhao family's blood. Beauty."

The mysterious voice ruthlessly pierced Zhao Xu's disguise.

He has lived in Mount Qingcheng for so many years, constantly instilling in himself the idea of ​​becoming an immortal, but every night he is always alone in the bleak draft, trying to blow away his carefree thoughts.But the more this happened, the more Zhao Xu wanted to go down the mountain to seize power, and he couldn't help but want to reunite with his mother and concubine, and wanted to be a loving and loving worldly person.

People are always two-faced.

"Stop talking, stop talking!"

Zhao Xu kicked the scimitar a few meters away in embarrassment. He hated the mirror spirit for seeing through his secret, and he also hated himself for not sticking to the right way and supporting justice, instead he was burdened by fame and fortune.

The voice gradually died down, and a group of black and blue mist gradually gathered together to form a tall human figure, but its face had no other features except the mouth, which looked very strange.

This grotesque, human-like thing is actually the mirror spirit of the floating mirror. It is actually a monster made up of people's various desires. Constantly evolve yourself.

It took a fancy to Zhao Xu's heart, and it was bound to win.

Jing Ling changed the scimitar that had just been kicked away into Zhao Xu's hands again, and coaxed: "With my help, even if you lose your heart, you can still live to an octogenarian age. In fact, whether you have this heart is irrelevant to you." different."

It put its palm on Zhao Xu's chest, and couldn't wait to merge with this thumping heart.Zhao Xu was a little stunned by what the mirror spirit said, and unexpectedly took the scimitar, and pressed the point of the knife to his chest bit by bit.

"Yes, stick it down! If you stick it down, all the pain will end, and you and I can get what we want." Jing Ling urged again.

The tip of the knife pierced Zhao Xu's coat, and blood slowly flowed out, dyeing the originally clean clothes bright red.

"Very well, a little deeper."

Zhao Xu was bewitched by this mirror spirit so much that he gave up his sanity and became obsessed with the beautiful dreams it wove.

When Jing Ling thought that his heart was within his reach, he was backlashed by a powerful spiritual power released by Zhao Xu. The spiritual power passed through its lute bone, making it lose its bewitching energy, and it had to leave quietly.

This time, Zhao Xu woke up completely, he suddenly opened his eyes and saw the master was in front of him with a secret.

"Master?"

"Axu, what you saw was just an afterimage of me. I knew that your mortal heart was still alive, so I injected this talisman into your body before you went down the mountain. Now that the talisman is broken, the fate between you and me It’s all over. From now on, Axu’s mountains and rivers will be far away, the sky is high and the sea is wide, you don’t have to come to Qingcheng Mountain to practice again.”