MTL - The Correct Way of Face-Slapping in Transmigration-Chapter 177 9.20 Face to Face Order
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Gu Yunxi did not answer. He knew that the heavenly truth in front of him was just an illusion. He didn't speak, the heavens didn't laugh, and the dense fog rose again.
The difference is that this time, Gu Yunxi felt the sun from the dense fog. That's how it looks like in the early autumn sun. The next second, the weather changed suddenly, and it turned into a bitter wind and rain, as if it was showing a certain ending.
The comatose Beichen Xuanming was put on the cliff by Zi Xiao, who was always cold and cold, without reiki, and would not cause the collision of righteousness and evil to bring him too much pain.
"Master, Brother Beichen looked very painful." The disciples who came out of the mystery of Xianfu together stared at the pale face of the man, feeling very sympathetic.
Beichen Xuanming has been hailed as the monk most likely to step on immortals in ancient times, but now he can only lie on the cliff like this, waiting for death.
No wonder everybody says that love is the most harmful thing.
The expression on Zixiao's real face was like thinking about the snow on the top of the cliff. It had never melted, but at this time he was a little warmer. Looking at the disciples of Tiandaozong, he said softly, "He will not die. "
Xuanming was a child he taught himself. He had made such a choice. Xuanming could also. They are all the same.
The real Zixiao was like a melting piece of ice, with an elusive smile on his face.
He may not know that he and Chu Ya are the same. They all hope that someone can go their own way, one is gloating, they want to find someone more sad than him to soothe themselves, and the other is to prove that every monk's choice is ordinary. Love, can't compare to the avenue.
Zixiao Zhenren couldn't wait for his apprentice to wake up. Even he himself couldn't figure it out. He wanted Beichen Xuanming to kill the beloved young man, in order to cultivate the true world, or to satisfy his secret thoughts.
Thinking of the cold wind on the cliff, it is very cold, even colder is the heart of Beichen Xuanming.
When he woke up, the person he most wanted to see was not around. At that time, he understood that one day, Ming Luo would do unexpectedly stupid things for him.
Zixiao Zhenren once taught him the four words "don't be afraid, don't regret", but now he is afraid and regrets it. Thirty years ago, he did not have no feelings for the sinking, but he still made such an oath.
He thought that he could block the love that he had for him. He was wrong, he was wrong, even his master was wrong.
The one who was tempted first was not the sinking, but his Beichen Xuanming.
In that dark well, the sinking was with him. When he couldn't live, it was the sinking that damaged Xiu to maintain his life. Desolate kindness, desolate sillyness, desolate playfulness are deeply imprinted in his heart.
He likes falling bright eyes, likes the way he laughs, likes raising his eyebrows when he is playing a prank, and when he sees falling into the magic, he understands that he can't escape this life.
But what qualifications does he have to keep Ningluo beside him?
In the days when the fall disappears, who knows the pain of his heart?
I thought that the night of the cliff was overcast, and it was a little bit colder than the day. There was no scenic scenery in the deserted place. There was only a bright moon, shining on the pale face of Beichen Xuanming. He coughed. A few sounds, remembering the ten years of worry-free years spent with Ming Luo in the fairy tale secret realm.
Lonely, boundless loneliness. Beichen Xuanming never thought about it. One day, he realized the taste of loneliness.
The man untied the Qiankun bag around his waist and immediately drilled a black little beast from the inside. It licked the palm of Xia Beixian and whined twice. It seemed to understand the pain and suffering of the master.
"Little things, I haven't given you a name yet." Beichen Xuanming stroked the smooth fur on the beast and thought for a while, "Just make you shock."
There was only one in 100,000 years, and it was able to communicate with the two worlds of immortal and human.
Beichen Xuanming's clothes were white and the sky was completely black. I felt that I was incompatible with the white clothes on the man. The sky jumped from the man's legs and rolled on the ground. Then he rolled the dust all over his master's white clothes.
Beichen Xuanming looked at it, and suddenly there was a hint of melancholy on his face. He thought that if he fell to his side, he would be amused by the shock and smiled very happily.
Ming Luo also fell in love with drinking. He accompanied Chu Ya to drink for three days without knowing whether he was drunk or not. He only knew that he was gazing at the direction of Tian Daozong, and then suddenly realized that he had forgotten How to laugh.
"Chu Ya, do I really have no other choice?" He gently stroked the scar on his hand, which was the scar left by holding the man's sword when he was discovered by Beichen Xuanming.
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Chu Ya's eyes didn't go up. People asked him countless times before, and he answered countless times. He didn't want to answer any more. There is only one answer. If you do n’t want to believe it, you ca n’t believe it.
He delivered a bottle of wine that had just been opened to the sinking, and smiled lightly, "There is indeed a way, I'm afraid you can't bear it any more."
"any solution?"
Chu Ya laughed and said, "Naturally, I don't love you anymore. As long as I don't love you, I don't break my vow. Where will I endure the pain of biting my heart?"
This was a joke he casually said. Once the heart sworn vow started, there was no way back.
Zi Xiao put down his love for him, and it was only by killing him that he could resolve his heart sworn oath.
One of the most important reasons that Chu Ya has been unable to let go of Zi Xiao's real people is that Zi Xiao's real people have also suffered heartache. If he didn't love him, the heart sworn vow would not be launched. At least he had really had a place in Zixiao's heart, which is enough for him to never forget Zixiao.
The sinking seemed as if he hadn't heard the jokes in his words, his eyes became a little dazed, and he murmured, "If he can live, he is better than everything in this world."
He knew that Beichen Xuanming couldn't do it, just like he couldn't do it himself. If he stopped his love for that person, he would rather die by himself. But he is selfish, his selfishness lies in that he doesn't want Beichen Xuanming to die, he wants to keep him alive, even if he becomes a ruthless person like Zixiao Zhenren, as long as he lives in a place where he can see him Just fine.
Chu Ya laughed, "How many people in this world are not as good as dead, what is better to live?"
Seven days later, Ming Luo finally stopped drinking, and he stepped out of the demon world and went to heaven with Chu Ya.
The purpose of Chu Ya is self-evident.
"To be honest, I still can't believe how you practiced the deification period." Chu Ya restored her original frivolous look, and made a few turns on the youth with a pair of eyes, saying, "Your practice Who taught the Fa? "
Ming Luo turned to look at him and replied, "Born by nature." The exquisite flower is something that is not right or wrong. During cultivation, magic energy and aura can be used, and the speed is natural. He is not the only exquisite flower in the cultivation world, why does Chu Ya ask such a question?
Chu Ya saw what the young man was thinking, raised an eyebrow, and said, "It's not just you, but you have made rapid progress, but you have never seen it before. You, like Beichen Xuanming, are ten. A Wizard who hasn't met for thousands of years. I have been a startling baby for hundreds of years, and it's astounding, but you two can reach the deification period within a hundred years and put it on others. It is impossible for the great opportunity.
His words made Ning Luo stunned suddenly, and suddenly remembered that he was not very fast when he practiced at the bottom of the well, and he leaped forward after absorbing the blood of Beichen Xuanming. He remembered a very seductive fragrance on men.
"Have you ever seen Beichen Xuanming?" He stopped and asked in a low voice.
"Yes. He's seen many times when he was young."
"But what makes him different, isn't it particularly good? It's so sweet that you can't help but want to bite him."
Chu Ya's face slumped, and the corners of her mouth twitched, saying, "Smell good? Bite him?"
He didn't have any special hobbies, he would catch a boy and smell it all the time. However, if he didn't smell it, it didn't mean the representative couldn't smell it. Who called him Xiuwei at that time had reached the middle of deification, comparable to the Promise of the Promise of Heaven.
But he really didn't feel anything special from Beichen Xuanming. In memory, the child was a reduced version of Zixiao, so cold!
"Isn't it true?" The sinking eyes dangled, letting his heart down slightly. It seemed that he could only smell it. That's good, that's good.
Beichen Xuanming's blood is extraordinary and can help people cultivate. If he is known by others, he will only cause a lot of trouble.
The young man remembered Beichen Xuanming's life experience, and thought of the strangeness he had said at birth, that the lightning flashes and thunderous changes in the wind and clouds are all showing that men are different from ordinary people. Just like Zixiao Zhenren said, Beichen Xuanming is different from him. He should not be trapped in love like himself.
"Little wild cat," Chu Ya glanced at Ning Luo casually, and said, "Tian Dao Zong has a secret method that is not known outside the world. It is called Tianzhu. It takes hundreds of years to develop it. I happen to know this secret method. ?"
His voice was faint, and his glance at the sinking was also faint, and he knew for a long time what options the sinking would have.
One hundred years of cultivation is nothing to others, but it is no small matter to the sinking. The sinking itself does not know what shortcuts it takes to practice, so it will have such a fast speed. If it has damaged the practice for a hundred years, it will inevitably lead to its rapid decline in strength. Not to mention the deification period, he should be able to maintain the joy during the Yuan infant period.
However, Chu Ya knew that the person in front of him would still learn, and he would definitely count his sweetheart as a hexagram.
"Learn."
