Heavenly practice

"When I woke up again, I found out that he was dead."

"Well, let me ask a question..."

Zhou Le looked at him with a complicated expression, "Since you love him, why did you kill Master?"

This f*ck is a bucket of dog blood in a romance novel, the logic doesn't make sense, love is f*cking love, and you still kill the master?You are trying to drive people crazy!

Qin Huang was silent and did not speak.

why?He didn't know, so he did that suddenly, he didn't want to bear it anymore, he didn't want that person's eyes to fall on other things, he didn't want that person to be so far away from him, he wanted him to look at his sword Always look at yourself alone.

So he did that, and then he regretted it, so regretful that he wished to break his sword and cut his heart.

But it's too late.

Looking at this man's dead eyes, Zhou Le sighed. If he knew that this man fell in love with Xue Junmi, he would have foreseen the tragic ending between them.

Sword cultivators are doomed to be ignorant throughout their lives. They have no heart, no self, no world, only their swords, and a sword heart that never retreats.

But love characters are much more complicated than swords.

"Have you ever thought that since he would rather not enter reincarnation than see you, is it possible that he will never show up to see you in this life?"

"Then wait."

Qin Huang smiled at him, "Even Your Majesty can wait for Shen Zhuo's forgiveness, why can't I?"

"..."

After hearing this, Zhou Le felt that the people in Santu Peak were all mentally retarded, "Your lord didn't kill his master."

Qin Huang looked at him deeply, and suddenly smiled, "I understand."

Zhou Le: "???"

He looked puzzled, "You will understand what I said?"

Qin Huang looked completely enlightened, got up and left with the Kunyue sword in his arms like a wife.

"I will go to Shen Zhuo's wedding!"

Zhou Le watched him fly away in bewilderment, then lowered his head and glanced at the cliff under his feet, silently moved his eyes away, and waved to the lead machine beside him, "Help me, help me..."

Qianji rolled his eyes ruthlessly, stepped forward to help him, and complained, "You really don't want to cultivate immortality?"

"No, no, no... I'm afraid of heights..."

"..."

Qin Huang flew over Santu Peak with the wind all the way, and then left Lingdu, and finally stopped above the atrium of Daxia Capital.

He released his consciousness to cover the entire atrium, and Su Tianxing came through sound transmission in an instant.

"I don't mean to offend, I just came to find someone."

"who?"

"My wife's master."

"..."

Su Tianxing's figure appeared on the palace tower, looked up at the person in midair, "Who is your wife?"

"My wife..."

Qin Huang lightly landed in front of him, touched the long sword in his arms, "Here it is."

"..."

Su Tianxing's face turned cold, "I'm not in the mood to joke around."

"No kidding, I made my wife angry, so I made a special trip to apologize."

Qin Huang raised his eyes and glanced at Daxia Palace, "Where's Su Wuya?"

Su Tianxing understood in an instant, he glanced at the Kunyue sword in the other party's arms and didn't ask any more, "He won't be back until tomorrow, you can wait for him in the city overnight."

"That's fine, the courtyard is very beautiful."

After Qin Huang finished speaking, he jumped off the gate tower regardless of the astonished eyes of passers-by, and started to stroll leisurely on the street.

"Cousin..."

Su Tianming looked at Qin Huang's figure worriedly, he was someone who dared to betray even Santu Peak.

"No problem."

Su Tianxing looked down at the city with his hands behind his back, "He dare not."

"Don't you dare?"

Su Tianming frowned, thinking that this person betrayed even a demigod, "Why wouldn't he dare?"

"As long as he still holds that sword, he won't dare."

"……what?"

Walking on the street, Qin Huang heard the words of the two people on the tower clearly, and couldn't help laughing helplessly, "It's all right now, the whole of Central Continent knows that I'm afraid of guilt."

There was still no movement of the long sword in his arms.

Qin Huang touched the hilt of the sword, hummed a song and walked forward, not forgetting to smile when he saw the beautiful female cultivator along the way.

He was already handsome, coupled with his powerful and unfathomable cultivation, he also attracted the attention of many female cultivators.

The female cultivator in white who was walking towards him actually smiled and walked towards him. Qin Huang raised the corners of his lips and was about to extend his hand to say hello when suddenly his palm hurt.

He looked down, only to find that a mark had been cut on the palm of his hand somehow.

He was startled, then looked at the sword in his arms suspiciously, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth after a while.

"I don't know why You came to the atrium?" The female cultivator's voice sounded in my ear.

Qin Huang raised his head and smiled brightly, "Come here to find relatives for my wife."

The female cultivator left in embarrassment.

Qin Huang was in a good mood, bowed his head and kissed the hilt of the sword, "Good boy, I remember that I have a family."

The long sword lay motionless in his arms like a dead object, but Qin Huang felt extremely comfortable in his heart.

"I've never thought Kun Yue looked so good-looking."

"..."

Qin Huang found an inn to spend the night, and sat downstairs in the lobby early the next morning.

Xiao Er ran back and forth a few times, but he didn't ask a word, and was reprimanded by the other party instead.

"Be quiet, my wife is sleeping."

"..."

Well, the tall man looks like a dog, but he turned out to be a fool.

There were people coming and going outside the door, and a chirping sound came from far and near.

Qin Huang looked up and saw the young man in white with a sword stepping into the door of the inn with high spirits. There was another stern young man standing beside him, listening to the young man's words quietly.

He looked over with the sword in his arms, and the boy in white also saw him, and lost his smile for a moment.

The two stopped in their tracks and looked over coldly.

Qin Huang stood up holding the sword and walked over.

The surrounding fell silent, some people recognized the boy, and some looked at the sword in Qin Huang's arms in horror.

A long sword of ice appeared in Fu Que's hand, but Su Wuya stopped him.

"I have to settle the bill myself to be called neat."

Su Wuya sneered, raised his sword towards Qin Huang with his left hand, "Go outside the city?"

Qin Huang stepped forward with a smile on his face, and knelt down in front of the two with a "plop".

Su Wuya: "..."

Fu Que: "..."

Surrounding audience: "..."

Ma De must have read it wrong, how could this person be General Qin Huang of Kunyue.

"Qin Huang, the lower three-way peak, is here today to plead guilty to Xiao Wuya, the Overlord Sword of the Heaven Suppressing Gate, and he will die!"

"..."

Everyone inside and outside the inn only felt that there was something wrong with their ears, but some people noticed what he said.

"Suppressing Tianmen..."

"Ba Jian Xiao Wuya?"

"Suppressing Tianmen is the place where the two demon clans besieged the human race? The master's gate before Tianlongxiang in the Void Realm?"

"Xiao Wuya is... ah, the sword cultivator genius from thousands of years ago!"

"..."

Su Wuya put down his sword, looked down at the person in front of him, "What do you mean?"

Qin Huang raised the sword in his arms with both hands, "If you can make amends, you will die."

"Since it's delivered to your door, there's no reason not to accept it."

Su Wuya sneered, drew his sword and struck at the top of his head.

Qin Huang silently closed his eyes.

There was silence around his ears, he opened his eyes silently, and immediately laughed when he saw the familiar transparent figure standing in front of him.

"Long time no see, Junmi."