"My lord."
"My lord, my cultivation has improved!"
"Master Patriarch, do you... want to go back to Xuan Mingzong?"
"My lord."
"My lord."
The black-haired young man is good-looking, always looking at himself with a gentle smile, making him want to sink.
Suddenly the scene changes.
The blood stained the ground, and the pair of amber pupils of the young man were dug out. He struggled to support his body, but still chanted these four words in his mouth.
"My lord..."
"Master Patriarch, this life... I should give it to myself."
…
"..."
It's a dream.
Dongfang Wuqiong stared blankly at his palms, his heart felt empty, just as he was about to get out of bed, there was suddenly another person in the room.
"Shenger..."
"Eldest brother..."
The formerly dull pupils were shining with brilliance, Gong Changsheng's complexion was pale, he stared at Dongfang Wuqiong, trying his best to speak out the words completely.
"Eldest brother... Is something wrong with Brother Xiaoyun?"
"..."
what…
here we go again.
This feeling is too painful, don't let him bear it anymore.
Dongfang Wuqiong suddenly found that he was not as happy as he imagined that Gong Changsheng could recover his eyesight. Because, all of this was bought with the life of that person.
He couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, he took a deep breath, and his tone was flat.
"Since Sheng'er's eyesight has recovered, why don't you guess the reason?"
"… I… "
Yes.
He guessed it.
Brother Xiaoyun's elixir is more effective than the Nine Turns Resurrection Pill, and Xiaoyao Xinghe's injury is more than half healed. The magic cultivator named Yi Moli rushed to the scene, crying and laughing. Unable to drive away, he ended up staying at Xiaoyaomen.
Senior Liu Guang said that brother Xiaoyun's level of alchemy is absolutely top-notch.
These things, before this, no one knew.
And that tree, Yin Feixing said, was the only fruit tree that Dongfang Xianyun would water.
The fruits grown above can actually straighten out Yin Feixing's true energy. Gong Changsheng felt sour when he saw Yin Feixing opened his mouth and tried hard to control his embarrassment from crying.
if…
Brother Xiaoyun can care about himself so much...
Thinking this way, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his pupils, and the sky eyes could not "see" anything.
When the stinging pain subsided, he found that the world, which had been dark for ten years, had once again returned to light.
He can see it.
My heart suddenly thumped.
Gong Changsheng thought of the man's abnormal behavior and the last sentence of sorry, and suddenly felt that everything had an explanation.
Don't look like this.
He can see it, he doesn't need to picture brother Xiaoyun in his heart, but if all this is exchanged for brother Xiaoyun.
He would rather be blind all his life.
Gong Changsheng didn't even say hello, he hurried back to Xuan Mingzong in a panic, and ran into Elder Lu on the way. The other party gave him a tangled look, and sighed lightly.
"What a sinful fate."
What is evil fate
What exactly did Elder Lu want to say
He told himself over and over again that this was not the case, but when he saw the gray defeat on Dongfang Wuqiong's face, Gong Changsheng understood in his heart.
Things he didn't want to think about.
All are true.
"Brother Xiaoyun...why did he die?"
"..."
yes.
why
Why would you sacrifice your life for someone you don't care about? After finally surviving, he chose to give up by himself, just to exchange for the well-being of others.
for.
In exchange for the well-being of his eastern sky.
Dongfang Wuqiong covered his face in pain, his voice sounded like he was about to cry.
"Maybe he's too stupid."
"..."
silence.
a long time.
"Brother, do you regret it? Regret what you did to Brother Xiaoyun in the past."
"I have never regretted it."
"yes?"
"Yes."
"Gong... go to Elder Lu and say something, senior brother, you... take care of yourself."
Gong Changsheng looked at Dongfang Wuqiong, he could see it now, and naturally discovered some things that he hadn't discovered before.
Eldest brother, he clearly said that he did not regret it.
The expression on his face seemed to be about to collapse in the next second.
Eldest brother, have you regretted it a long time ago
Not only the elder brother, but also the senior Xiaoyao, said it countless times when he asked himself about the current situation of Brother Xiaoyun.
"If only... I suppressed the information and didn't say it at the time."
"That child... Dongfang Xianyun, did he blame me?"
"Otherwise...otherwise why didn't you come back with you?"
If so, Senior Xiaoyao knew that Big Brother Xiaoyun was dead, he might regret it and go crazy.
but.
So what
They are all sinners.
I didn't realize the elder brother's attitude towards brother Xiaoyun. Yin Feixing hurt elder brother Xiaoyun repeatedly because of his inner demons, and the elder brother was even worse. Senior Xiaoyao chose to abandon elder brother Xiaoyun.
From start to finish.
There was only Senior Yi Xiangfeng who was thinking about Brother Xiaoyun in his heart.
They should all atone for their sins.
Even if it is this long, seemingly endless rest of life.
…
The demon conference is over.
There are rewards and punishments.
Everyone tacitly did not mention the person who should be thanked the most. They lowered their heads, listening to the plain tone of the envoy of heaven, with mixed feelings in their hearts.
What orthodox monk
The self-proclaimed incarnation of justice was finally saved by a demon cultivator.
It is really…
It's really embarrassing.
Xiaoyao Sanren pressed Hua Mumu, listened to his yelling, and sneered.
"Stop annoying people here, the only person who is willing to protect you has already been killed by you."
"..."
Strange.
The demon cultivator was very arrogant at first, but when he heard this sentence, he suddenly stopped saying anything. When he raised his head again, his pupils were wet.
He couldn't stop panting heavily, his voice was high-pitched.
"I never thought that he would really die... Hasn't he already passed the consciousness period? I can tell! As long as he wants... He can be stronger than me, he can! Why... Why did he die?"
He just wants to.
Let Dongfang Xianyun become a real demon cultivator, why, in exchange for such an ending
Not far away, Xiaoyao Duying was in a trance, Ye Zhaozhao and Xiaoyao Xinghe beside him supported him, with the same pain on their faces.
Behind them, Yin Feixing kept saying "impossible" with a blank face.
And easy to meet...
Ever since Yi Xiangfeng learned of Dongfang Xianyun's death, he couldn't stop crying.
The villagers who were helped by Dongfang Xianyun in the past cried loudly. They said that the things Dongfang Shaoxia did in ordinary times were more good than the good deeds done by righteous monks.
And it was also the first time they knew that, except for the special case of Hua Mumu, the members of Baimei Sect were all pure-hearted and had never hurt anyone.
Compared with them, some orthodox monks are more like demon cultivators, right
Gong Changsheng didn't say a word the whole time, but when a certain cultivator whispered, "It's just a demon cultivator", he suddenly exploded and severely injured that person.
In the end, it was Gu Yuqi, the leader of the Demon Lord of the Three Realms.
After the envoy of Heaven's Dao finished speaking, he brazenly entangled him, asking questions related to Dongfang Xianyun.
Dongfang Xianyun is really popular.
However, many of these people who said they liked him hurt him and put him in the current situation.
Everything seems to have nothing to say, and it seems that there are too many things mixed in.
Dongfang Wuqiong returned to his room, he wanted to pick up the teacup, but found that his hand was shaking.
About to stretch, a blond nun walked in.
That was his favorite in the past, grinning and retracting into his arms, blinking his eyes.
"Uncle, let's play a game, shall we?"
"not good."
"Uncle?"
The female cultivator looked at him in disbelief, with a coquettish tone.
"What's wrong with you, don't you always like playing games the most?"
"Sorry, I'm not in the mood today..."
Suddenly, it was discovered that the female cultivator's pupils were golden.
The killing intent poured out immediately, and Dongfang Wuqiong kicked her far away with disgust on his face.
"Don't come to me in the future."
"Uncle?"
"nausea."
Why it came out like this
Dongfang Wuqiong closed his eyes in pain, he walked to the mirror and looked into his pupils.
a long time.
Smash that mirror into pieces.
There was blood, flowing from the fingers, which was extremely dazzling. Dongfang Wuqiong murmured as if he didn't see it.
"There is still a difference..."
Sure enough, Seung-er was right.
How come, find a similar existence
Find a thousand or ten thousand, a fake is a fake, and it will never be the same as the genuine one, which made him feel a lot of fluctuations.
…
"My lord..."
"Fiber cloud."
The young man's smile was so bright that he wanted to keep it for himself.
Suddenly, everything around turned bright red.
His voice also became shrill.
"My lord... didn't you call me... a beauty? It's better not to call me Xianyun."
"Xianyun!"
"..."
Waking up from the dream again, the pillow was wet, Dongfang Wuqiong stared blankly at the ceiling for a long time, then laughed softly.
However, there was grief in the voice.
after.
No one will be able to cause many fluctuations in his heart.
Because that person is no longer there.
The author has something to say:
Thank you Tsing Yi, Cao Cao, and the three wives of Li Li for mine, but Xianyun is still mine.
This chapter explains Lumao's feelings.
Sheng'er said before that if you like someone, you won't find a substitute, anyway, I think so.
If you find a substitute, it will only make you more painful.
And the substitute will never be compared with the real product, the more so, the more disgusting it will be.
The only blame is that Lumao is a psychopath, and he doesn't understand this truth.
The next chapter starts the warm and cute plot, and Gu Yuqi makes more appearances.
Well.
In fact, I want to watch Little Baozi Xianyun again.