The Dangerous Cultivator

Xu Yi couldn't pass the rhythm, but his voice slipped from Yuxian, between his fingers, and his irritable and dull heart suddenly calmed down.

The soft string sound, just like a gentle whisper, comes from the warmest person in my heart.

The kind of faintness, the looming warmth, penetrates the eardrum, enters the body, and diffuses into the limbs and bones, seeping through tens of thousands of pores, letting a piece of peace rise from the bones.

Suddenly, the strings softened, like a blue-gray cloud, and a bright moon, a bright and soft moonlight, broke through the mountains and rivers, leaked into the cave, and spread on the body.

The whole person is wrapped in this peaceful moonlight, comfortable and relaxed.

At the end of the song, Xu Yi was immersed in the sound of the string, unable to extricate himself for a long time, and his manic heart gained unspeakable warmth.

"Can you play another song?"

Xu Yi looked at Xue Zihan honestly.

"No!"

Xue Zihan gave him a glance.

Originally, she was going to play a few more songs, but Xu Yi said that she would not play, and yelled in her heart, "It would be nice not to kill you, but I also want to listen to the lute and dream!"

"If you don't play, you don't play, what's so great, my little master entertains himself."

With that said, Xu Yi hummed the ballad, and the tender style of painting turned into a moment.

Various divine songs in subsequent generations were bombarded in turn, and Xue Zihan heard his face turn green.

Without her, the two worlds have very different rhythms, and the lyrics of the Divine Comedy are shallow. Either "the vast world is my love" or "love is not what you want to sell." .

"enough!"

With a whistle of Cangyu, Qiu Shui came out of the sheath, three feet of Qiu Shui, Yingying dripping, pointing at Xu Yi obliquely.

"What do you mean, you're not playing, you are not allowed to sing, it's too aggressive!"

Xu Yi said coldly.

If he is outside, facing this Qiushuijian, he might not have slipped away. He is dead right now. As a result of being hit by Qiushuijian, how could he be better than starving to death.

Xue Zihan stared at him with a resentful glance, sat down with her knees crossed, and a tweet came from her belly.

From the Xu Mihuan, two pills of elixir were called. Looking left and right, they couldn't handle it.

It turned out that the two elixir, one tonic, and one to Yuanyuan were not elixir to stop hunger at all.

Although Xu Yi was supported by Gu Gu Dan, at this moment, the medicine power was almost close to the limit. Looking at the two elixir in the palm of Xue Zihan, an inexplicable struggle struck in his heart: Is it taking advantage of the strength to break off, or wait slowly? With the advent of death, starved to death.

Suddenly, my heart trembled suddenly, took out a jade box, carefully opened the jade box, a woodcarving was lying firmly in the middle, wearing a fine quilt, as if sleeping.

Xu Yi held out Qiuwa, and her heart was so full of sorrow that she had not been tonic for five days. The wood carving became more and more dry, and she was so weak that she could barely feel the signs of life.

"The thief of the god, the little master is undead, and I die with you! There is a kind of downfall, the little master who slays the uncle, the little uncle who slays the uncle, sooner or later, he kills heaven, ****** Quite ... "

Seeing Qiuwa's description of withering and sorrow, Xu Yi's heart was like a knife, put away the cynical face, cynical faults came out again, pointing at the sky, vulgar language, and heard Xue Zihan fascinated his eyes.

Xu Yi in front of her felt so complicated that she never met such a complicated guy.

In the first encounter, this guy pretended to hold on to himself and dared to save a lot of money. In the end, he managed to escape, and he was too brave.

Later, this man dressed up as a Taoist and turned a crowd of powerful men from the sea to the next. He was exposed and did not panic. He even stirred his lips, saying that this witness was dumb, shameless, and no more than that. .

After that, many parties pursued the killings, and everyone fought and battled for treasure. This man was very skillful, performing dangerous crimes, being treacherous, being wise, and brave.

As soon as he fell into this place, the man was slick and treacherous. He was almost a villain, and sometimes he showed a bit of humanity, showing the complexity of human nature.

At this moment, the man was swearing and cursing. If he was insane, his humanity would be better.

After drinking and scolding for a long time, Xu Yi was tired. From Xu Mi's ring, summoned a tub and a water sac, and poured the water in the water sac into the basin. He took out the last two treasures, crushed his hands and poured it in.

Immediately, both palms were placed in the plate, desperately stimulating blood, his arms quickly turned red, and shortly after, a bubble appeared in the basin, a large white smoke rose, and a moment, a basin of white water was born by his hands. It simmered.

This tossing, consumed his huge physical strength, the water heated up, he could no longer support it, and fell to the ground with his buttocks.

When the water temperature was a little colder, he carefully placed Diwa in the basin.

Xue Zihan looked dumbfounded, she couldn't understand what happened in front of her.

She could see that Xu Yi refilled the dried ginseng doll with warm soup.

But she could clearly see that the wicked man was also very hungry himself. With these two treasures and a pouch of water, he could endure more than ten days and a half without talking.

However, the wicked man was willing to use two potions of medicine, one pouch of water, to make warm soup, to supplement the ginseng dolls that had little hope of reviving.

This is all about taking the source of life and doing useless work.

If this person is stupid, that's all it takes, but this wicked man is clearly a treacherous person in the world.

Xu Yi didn't care about Xue Zihan's thoughts, all his attention was put on Qiuwa, his head was full of Qiuwa's smile.

"Uncle Beard, bring me something delicious!"

"Oh, Uncle Beard is so dead, why are you all gone?"

"Uncle Beard, no matter how badly you hurt, go home!"

"………………"

Gradually, Xu Yi's eyes were misty and moist.

Xue Zihan's pair of star eyes almost fell to the ground, this person even cried! Such people would cry!

For a long time, Xu Yi gave her an impression similar to that of the mixed world demon king.

Even surrounded by many powerful men in the ocean and sea, this person is still highly motivated, intelligent, and calm.

No matter how menacing scenes, this person can not make this person frown slightly, the sky collapses, this guy should only be covered.

But she saw tears, caring, and deep pity and perseverance in this man's eyes.

Silently, after reading a scene of human tenderness, inexplicably, she felt a little bitter in her heart.

After a long absence of tonic, Qiuwa seemed to be very thirsty. This time, she not only evacuated the medicine, but she even absorbed the medicine.

Carefully wipe the diwali and put it in the jade box.

Xu Yi was inexplicably irritated again. He knew his desire to survive-his desire was provoked again. Even if he tried his best, he would have to cut a hole in the cliff to send the baby.

Just do it. He doesn't plan to delay time any longer, because the longer the delay, the more vitality he loses.

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