The Sword Immortal was My Ex-Boyfriend

There was no sound in the surroundings, and everything was quiet. There were no people in the radius of a hundred miles, and the evil energy roared and roared towards the surrounding.

A scarred man was dragged down from the sky by evil spirits, and after a long time, he slowly opened his eyes.

No one, nothing, he propped himself up and got up with difficulty.

His mind was blank, and he looked around blankly. This was a completely different world from what he knew. In his memory, the world...

memory……

He frowned, frightened by the word that jumped out of thin air. He knew exactly what it meant, and then found out that he... had no memory.

Who he is, what is his name, what he has done, his mind is at a loss.

The wind whistled past, like weeping. He looked around, chose a direction at will, and staggered towards that direction. Just a few steps away, he heard a voice behind him, turned around, and saw a white jade sword with peach blossoms painted on its body glowing with splendor, quietly floating behind him.

He frowned and turned to leave. After taking a few steps, he turned around and saw that the sword was still at the distance just now, floating in the air, looking at him as if alive.

"You... are following me?" He thought for a long time, and finally said. As soon as he made a sound, he found that his voice was hoarse and unpleasant as if his vocal cords had been scorched by a soldering iron.

He was so frightened that he immediately shut his mouth, but Jian didn't speak, and circled around him, as if confirming his answer.

He felt that Jian was very happy, and it seemed that this meeting was not easy. He raised his hand, and the sword was obediently leaning on his side. He couldn't help laughing, holding the sword in his hand, and ignoring the unpleasant sound, he said slowly, "Then just follow me. What's your name... "

He thought, and a name came back to his mind instantly.

Life and death sword.

The sword of life and death, the young Bai Yuxian.

Some picture floated in his mind, but it was like a cloud, which made him feel a little confused.

His stomach was rumbling and hungry, and there was not even a single living grass around. He couldn't hold it in any longer, knowing that he had to leave quickly, find a place with people, and get something to eat.

Otherwise he will starve to death.

He thought clearly, feeling that the idea was distant and familiar.

He walked forward, his mouth was dry, and he didn't know how long he walked, and finally he saw a thick forest.

He walked into the thick forest and saw some fruit trees, so he picked some fruit and bit into his mouth. The fruit in the mountains is astringent and bitter, but at the moment, his stomach is empty and there is nothing, as if he has been hungry for hundreds of years, and everything tastes delicious, regardless of the taste, he swallows it whole, as long as he can. Just fight hunger.

While looking for the fruit, he walked into the deep mountain. After walking for a long time, he finally saw a small stream in front of him. Not knowing where the idea came from, he felt that he should take a shower, so he walked to the edge of the creek, squatted down, and held up a handful of water—

It was at that moment that he saw the reflection in the water.

The face is completely invisible, with densely swollen scales on it, each scale is half the size of a palm, looks sharp and smooth, and sticks to the face obediently, like a monster.

He screamed, but after a while, he remembered that it was him, the monster in the water, it was him!

It turns out that he is a monster, but it shouldn't be like this, he shouldn't be like this!

His whole heart was full of fear, and there was a thought that couldn't be restrained and crawled out - it shouldn't be like this, he shouldn't be a monster, he should be a handsome, powerful, noble man, how could he become such a demon ?

Everyone will hate him, everyone will hate him, that person... that person too...

who?

He suddenly remembered it again, and couldn't help asking himself "Who? Who?" over and over again.

But I can't remember, I can't remember at all, he made a painful howl, and his heart was full of despair, as if he had thought of the ridicule and sarcasm of everyone, and there seemed to be a desperate nightmare surrounding him. Trembling all over, he curled up against the tree, buried his face in his knees, and couldn't help comforting himself: "No...don't be afraid. Everyone will still like me...she will like me just as well... of……"

"I'm not afraid. I'm not a monster. I..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a timid voice: "Brother, what's the matter with you?"

He looked up blankly and saw a seven or eight-year-old girl. The girl was carrying a small bow and arrow behind her back. She was simple and cute, and seemed to be the child of some hunter. She was looking at him with a worried look on her face, but the moment he raised his head, the little girl screamed instantly!

He stretched out his hand and panicked: "Don't be afraid...don't..."

The little girl hit his hand desperately, turned and ran away. Something in his heart collapsed, and he couldn't help chasing after him, staggering after him while calling her: "Don't be afraid... I won't hurt you. Look at me, look at me again, I'm not a monster, I'm really not that disgusting..."

There seemed to be the sound of a hound behind her, and the little girl panicked, stomping on the road and rolling down! He immediately chased down, and accidentally followed the little girl and rolled down the hill!

The sound of the hound was far behind him, he grabbed the little girl, protected her with his arms, and rolled all the way down the hillside, the stone poked into his body, and he hit the tree trunk hard, as if his waist was about to break . The little girl was not hurt, she cried and made a fuss in his arms: "Let go of me...you monster...let me go!"

"I'm not..." He seemed eager to be recognized by others, and insisted: "I'm not, I'm not that scary, I'm not that ugly..."

The little girl ignored him, turned over and got up and ran to the side. He got up slowly, stared blankly at the direction she was walking away, and a very clear voice rang out.

Look, she's gone.

You look so scary, you are a monster, you have nothing, and people feel sick when they see you.

So does she, if she sees you again...it must be disgusting to death!

who is she?

He had a splitting headache, but when the word "she" sounded, he was full of fear.

Don't want to be abandoned, don't want to be abandoned, don't want to make her feel sick.

He is not a monster, he is not evil...

It's these scales!

In a flash, he remembered what he looked like in the water, and like a madman, he put all his anger on those palm-sized scales on his face! He stretched out his hand tremblingly, pulled the scales alive, and then held back the pain and ripped it off!

The scales were covered with flesh and blood, and he was in so much pain that he was fighting, but he seemed to be completely unaware of the pain. Looking at the scales in his hand, there was a kind of crazy joy in his heart.

He can take it off, and when he takes those scales off, he's not a monster! These people would not be afraid of him, and she would still like him.

With hope, he resisted the pain, and pulled out the scales on his face piece by piece. Until his face was dripping with blood, and he couldn't see the original appearance at all, he finally pulled out the last scale.

He looked at the blood donations and the scales that had retreated, and was delighted to catch up in the direction the girl left.

"Look at me!" he shouted, facing the girl: "Look at me! I don't have these scales anymore! I'm not a monster!"

The girl is just a child after all, even if he ran away so much first, he was quickly overtaken by him. There was a small hole behind her. She had nowhere to escape, so she hid in the hole and watched people walking around looking for her. She cried and said, "Look at me... I'm not a monster anymore."

The girl squatted in the cave trembling, and after a while, he suddenly stopped, as if he had spotted her.

He crouched down and carefully opened the straw curtain in front of her. Lei Ting just slashed behind him, his face was covered in blood, he squeezed a pleasing smile at her, and said seriously: "Look at me, don't you look much better?"

Where did the girl get such a fright? There was a howl on the spot, shouting loudly: "Father! Father!"

The girl's tears startled him, and he stared blankly at the other party crying, and it took him a long time to react slowly.

What is he doing?

He lowered his head and looked at his hands full of blood, a little dazed.

How could he be so covered in blood, chasing after a child? !

He got up suddenly in shock and said hurriedly: "I'm sorry... I scared you... I'm sorry..."

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped on the neck by someone, and his eyes were darkened, and then he was led by several people with a hunting dog. A big man kicked him in the stomach and said angrily: "You actually bullied my daughter, You don't want to live anymore!"

"I'm sorry..." He hurriedly said without fighting back. These people swarmed up, beating and scolding, and the hound came up and bit him. He hugged himself and curled up on the ground, motionless, and his eyes slowly darkened.

After a long time, one of them said, "Isn't he dead?"

"No... I won't." The big man trembled, and for a long time, the woman said, "Hurry up and find the doctor! What if you really die!"

"Okay, okay," the big man hurriedly carried him on his back, greeted everyone and dragged his daughter to the city.

Soon after the man was taken away by the hunters, Su Qingyi was finally dug out of the rubble by Yun Xuzi.

As soon as she opened her eyes, a mouthful of blood spurted out. Yun Xuzi hurriedly ducked aside, stuffed her with a pill and said, "Where's the person?!"

"Who?" Su Qingyi felt much better when the blood spit out. She hurriedly meditated for luck. Yun Xuzi patted her thigh and said, "Where are Xiao Su and Zichen?!"

Hearing this, Su Qingyi's face turned pale, she opened her eyes abruptly, and forced herself to sweep her consciousness around!

The consciousness instantly covered all the creatures under the surrounding ruins, but after scanning for a while, there was nothing.

She vomited again with a mouthful of blood, and Shen Zhu, who came over, supported her and hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist Su, don't use your spiritual power any more, just heal your wounds as soon as possible."

"Where's Zichen?" Su Qingyi ignored him, grabbed Yun Xuzi and said, "Did you take him away?"

"Are you stupid? I took him and asked you?"

Hearing this, Su Qingyi couldn't hold it any longer, and fell into Shen Zhu's arms with her head tilted.

When Su Qingyi woke up again, she was already in an inn. Shen Zhu stayed by her side, she was full of spiritual energy, her breath was steady, and it seemed that she had cultivated for many days.

Su Qingyi opened her eyes and saw that the top of the bed did not move. She slowly recalled what happened before she fell into a coma.

Qin Zichen is gone again, maybe forever.

Thinking that he was the one who turned into a dragon this time, thinking of the direction in which he rose from the sky, and thinking that the black hand at the end was Xiao Su, she couldn't help but think of the sound she thought was an illusion when she went to find Xiao Su that day.

That's Zichen...

Su Qingyi closed her eyes and burst into tears.

There was a clamor below, and there seemed to be some noise.

Shen Zhu stood up, closed the window, cut off the noise below, and affirmed: "Are you awake?"

Su Qingyi didn't speak, and pretended to be asleep. Shen Zhu tapped the ground with a green bamboo stick, sat on the chair beside her bed, as if he could see her, and said gently and earnestly, "I heard your cry."

"You lied." Su Qingyi said, her voice hoarse: "I didn't cry."

Shen Zhu didn't speak. He took out a handkerchief from his arms and stroked her cheek, as if he was young, and said in a low voice, "Yes, you didn't cry."

"I heard your tears."

Hearing this, Su Qingyi couldn't hold back any longer, threw herself into Shen Zhu's arms and let out a howl.

As if she was the carefree girl from Xingyun Sect many years ago, the person in front of her was her most gentle, considerate and patient senior brother.

The years have not changed anything, nothing has changed, her relatives are all there, the master is all there, they all love her and protect her.

She hugged him and wept bitterly, while Shen Zhu patted her back.

"He made me forget about him..."

She howled: "But how can I forget..."

If the feelings of the 21st century can be forgotten in the long years because of selfishness and because of cherishing one’s life, then how can they forget the two hundred years of life and death in the world of self-cultivation after cultivating the Dao together without regard to life and death?

This is not a sudden feeling, this is a love that she guards, nurtures, makes up for, and grows little by little.

In this love, she was carved into today's Su Qingyi, and every bit of this love seeped into her life. When you look back, you will find that in fact, this person in this relationship has already been embedded in her life. in your soul.

The reason why she has grown into what she is today, the reason why she is independent, the reason why she is brave, and the reason why she works hard, all of her character traits contain traces of that person.

Shen Zhu looked at her with a bit of bitterness in his heart. When Su Qingyi was tired from crying and slowly woke up, she suddenly remembered something, grabbed him, and raised her head sharply: "That formation was given to you by Ran Shu, right?"

"Qingyi..." Shen Zhu frowned, Su Qingyi pushed him away, Shen Zhu staggered abruptly, saw the woman rushing down from the bed with tears on her face, and said coldly, "You already knew who I am. Now, are you still pretending to be with me, brother?"

Shen Zhu froze slightly, but stubbornly refused to call her name, and said tremblingly, "Calm down, Qingyi."

"I can calm down," she said coldly, "if you didn't hurt him. I'll ask you again, did Ran Shu give you the formation?!"

"The formation was drawn together by the people of the Xingyun Clan," Shen Zhu said with a frown. "I have used it many times before, and there will be no problem. If there is a problem, it must be because Xiao Su changed the formation."

"Really?" Su Qingyi said in a cold voice, "I'll just ask you, did Ran Shu give the formation method?"

"Qingyi..."

"Call me Ran Yan!" Su Qingyi roared loudly, "Is it difficult to admit that I am Ran Yan, admit that I am back from the dead, admit that I am standing here alive?! Senior Brother Shen Zhu, tell me, you are Don't you want me to die too?!"

"How is that possible?!" Shen Zhu raised his head sharply and raised his voice suddenly: "I don't want you to die, I don't want anyone to die, I hope you are fine, I hope you are fine as before, why not Yes!"

Su Qingyi didn't speak, this was the first time she saw Shen Zhu get angry.

This always gentle senior brother, sitting on the ground at this moment, blinded, covered his face with his hands trembling, and cried out in embarrassment: "I hope you live well... live well... If you leave, don't come back, Be good at Su Qingyi and be a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, isn't it?"

"Senior brother..." Su Qingyi stared blankly at Shen Zhu, she never realized that the person in front of her would have such explosive and strong emotions, he cried out in despair: "I want to protect you, I want you You have a good time, why don't you understand!"

"You know..." Su Qingyi trembled: "You know, they want to use me as a sacrifice to complete the mountain and river sacrifice, right?"

Shen Zhu was stunned for a moment, as if he did not expect to hear this word from her mouth. Su Qingyi looked at him quietly, squatted in front of him slowly, and said earnestly, "You knew from the beginning that I will not be your forever younger sister, I am a sacrifice and will leave one day, so you treat me Well, it's all about making up, right?"

Thinking of Shen Zhu's extraordinary tenderness and patience back then, and the sympathy and guilt in his eyes when we first met, Su Qingyi trembled: "So you chose to retreat at that time...because you know the ending. , so you watch me die?!!"

Shen Zhu didn't speak, only tears kept falling.

Su Qingyi laughed loudly: "Senior Brother Shen Zhu, you think I should be damned too, don't you?"

"I should die," she clasped her chest and shouted hysterically, "I should be a sacrifice obediently, complete the mountain and river sacrifice, suppress evil spirits, and then let this world of self-cultivation be peaceful for thousands of years."

"I am a body of pure yang, a first-rank fire spirit root, a high-level monk, and I have cultivated the way of pure goodness since childhood... You have taught me to love, teach me kindness, and teach me to be a good person since you were young. The result is just because you are Bad people, you are so bad, you are a bunch of scum! Garbage! So you need me to use kindness to save you!"

"I should follow the example of the Buddha feeding the eagle, and cut my flesh and blood into your mouth piece by piece, so that's right, right?!"

Shen Zhu didn't speak, but after listening to her words, he laughed slowly, and the low laughter sounded creepy.

"You hate me? You hate us?" He raised his head, as if nothing mattered: "Since you hate me, why don't you kill me? Why don't you stay away from us scumbags? Why are you always Want to go to Xingyun Gate, want to get close to me, want to protect me, and don’t forget to save me when something happens?”

"I've been through so much, I've been betrayed so many times," he said with a sharp sword, stabbing Su Qingyi's heart one by one. Su Qingyi stood on the spot with a calm face, quietly waiting for this Ling Chi. Listening to the other party's clear voice, he said softly, "Why are you still so stupid?"

"What do you always think about going back to Xingyun Sect? What do you think about being Ran Yan? You always think about saving this world, this world of self-cultivation, saving others, what to do?!"

"You said Ran Shu was wrong again and again, and asked if this layout was Ran Shu's. I'll tell you, no."

Shen Zhu's words made Su Qingyi's heart feel cold and blood dripping.

"She is my junior sister. I don't need her to do some things. I will help her."

"The layout diagram was made by Xingyunmen, but I changed it."

He looked at Su Qingyi quietly, and said indifferently, "It has nothing to do with Ran Shu, I did everything."

"You did everything?" Su Qingyi sneered: "Then tell me, what does this formation do?"

"Transfer evil energy and turn people into evil dragons."

"Evil Qi turned into an evil dragon?" Su Qingyi's smile became colder and colder: "Then how do you and Xiao Su know each other? What is your purpose for doing this? Who is Xiao Su?"

"Xiao Su is the acting palace lord of the Huanyin Palace. She wants to transform into an evil dragon to help her ascent as a Taoist companion. I don't know who she is. My purpose is to disrupt the world of self-cultivation."

"Disturbing the cultivation world?" Su Qingyi mocked, "Why?"

Shen Zhu was silent, and Su Qingyi said gently, "Do you want to say that, senior brother, you want to avenge me?"

Shen Zhu didn't speak, Su Qingyi asked the last question: "Then I want to know, this formation is a Xuan-order formation, Senior Brother, you are only a third-order formation mage, and you are still two big realms away from Xuan-order. How did it change?"

Shen Zhu's face turned pale, and Su Qingyi stood up: "Senior brother, it seems that Ran Shu is your junior sister, but I really shouldn't have anything to do with you."

"You are so serious about your sins, and you speak so eloquently. Senior brother is really attentive, but there are some sins that you can't forgive, and you can't. I'll go to Ran Shu."

She got up and walked over, saying indifferently, "Even if I step on the Xingyun Gate, I will kill her."

"Ran Yan!!" Shen Zhu finally couldn't help it, and broke down and said: "Why do you always think that Ran Shu is wrong?! She is the junior sister you grew up with! When you were alive, she never believed it. This has many disputes with many fellow Taoists, and was almost kicked out of the door; after you died, she accompanied Xie Hantan to summon your soul every day, looking for you everywhere, can't you see this?!"

Shen Zhu stood up, tapped the ground with a green bamboo stick, walked towards her, and scolded angrily: "I'm blind, are you blind too?!"

Su Qingyi didn't speak. After a long time, she looked at Shen Zhu's anxious face and said slowly, "Senior brother, until this time, I really knew that you were blind."

"And you are not only blind, but also blind in your heart."