Chapter 37 Group Destruction 1
After Xi Yan woke up, he was always eager to see her. He remembered that she lived in the mountains.
It is a very, very high mountain, with a sky full of pink and white apricot flowers. The clothes she was wearing were very beautiful. He had also seen clothes with cyan texture and a very small badge. He carefully wrote down the badge and drew it. Later, he knew more words. He knew, The badge says: Xuantian.
Xi Yan watched the funnel move slowly. He learned a lot. Later, he finally escaped from Hongling and the mountains. He went all the way to ask people what Xuantian was. Only then did he realize that it was a very big sect. He waited and waited, and finally the day came for the sect to recruit disciples.
He ran over to sign up excitedly. Because he was a half-demon and had low spiritual power, he was rejected as expected after receiving a cold reception.
Xi Yan looked at the tall gate. The sun followed its eternal path and shone on the mottled road. In the diffuse quiet light, tiny rays of light hit people's bodies. He looked up and saw the magnificent door number of Xuantian Gate. Above, in the silence, there is a kind of coercion that people cannot look directly at.
He is not qualified to go in, but he wants to see her. He urgently wants to confirm whether there is "her" in the world, whether she lives high in the mountains, and whether she will also be there. Practicing swordsmanship in the snow, would he smile to himself on the steps? For the first time, he was glad that he had rolled around in a dirty place. He was good at people's hearts and could make careful arrangements.
He quickly found an opportunity. He asked a well-connected person to bring him in through the back door, and he became an outer disciple of acrobatics and a candidate disciple of the Xuantian Sect.
During this period, he worked hard to learn all kinds of knowledge in the sect. After arriving, he discovered that he was still far away from her. He lived in a very high and deep mountain. He should be an inner sect disciple. The outer door and the inner door span a huge gap. With his qualifications, it would be extremely difficult to become an inner disciple in this lifetime. But that didn't stop him from secretly inquiring about her information. Finally one day, he saw her during a competition.
Xi Yan felt that at that moment, he was the only one in the world. He looked at the person on the high platform from a distance, her clothes blown up by the wind, and the coldness in her eyebrows, which did not hinder her. The heartstrings in my heart that were about to move were plucked.
Xi Yan heard the people next to her discussing her. They called her Senior Sister. They heard that Senior Sister had good swordsmanship and was very popular. She also had a good background and beautiful appearance. She was good at everything.
It turns out that there really is such a person in this world, but this person is good at everything, but not what he had in his dream.
Later he thought it would be better to watch her from a distance.
He can't help but secretly collect information about her, but he does nothing. He compiles the information about her over and over again, collects them one by one, and then burns them.
As the days went by, his life in the outer sect became more and more difficult. He behaved too kindly and easily, which also led to a lot of groceries being piled on him. He couldn't bear it. He was bullied for a long time, until one day, someone discovered his identity and came to the door.
Xi Yan went from bleeding once every seven days to once every three days. Later, they wanted to peel off his skin and cramp his muscles to make a perfect spiritual weapon.
The moment he lay on the ground as dying as mud, what was he thinking about? He was thinking about the way he sneaked to the mountain to check out every day. He thought that the senior sister would pass by on that day and see When he saw himself being bullied, he was thinking seriously. At that time, would the senior sister stop and take a look at him? He still passed by in a hurry...
The cold wind was more familiar with every gap in the house than he was. When it blew over his head, his whole body was cold, but his heart was as hot as a fire.
Xi Yan couldn't help but think about it over and over again. That day was coming soon. After he was injured, he ran all the way to the mountain. Sure enough, the senior sister was there. At the right time, it was time to go out.
On the road that senior sister would usually pass by, senior sister ran into him lying on the ground and being bullied by everyone. He carefully put on every pitiful pose in an attempt to arouse senior sister's pity.
In his eyes, everything was just right, and the senior sister's eyes were as gentle as he imagined. However, the senior sister's eyes were clear and cold when she looked at him.
She was indifferent to him, and his head was buzzing. He thought that the wound on his body was too serious and it hurt a little. It hurt so much that he raised his head and tried his best to see the senior sister's expression clearly, but found that The light smeared the people in front of him, and the vision in front of him slowly blurred piece by piece.
Then, he lowered his head and saw that his senior sister gently pulled his hand away little by little, and said word by word, "A monster will always be a monster. Since you have made a mistake, you should take care of yourself." Just admit your mistake. "He is a despicable monster, that's all.
Xi Yan raised his head and looked at Ni Hua's clothes that were disappearing, just like his retreating figure in the dream that he repeated over and over again.
That's the distance between clouds and mud...
He murmured in a low voice, "Senior sister."
Xi Yan opened his eyes and looked at the black sky. He woke up from the past and turned around to look at the once elusive senior sister. Being next to him was like returning to the old days in a dream, and he felt a little at ease in his heart.
"Are you awake?" Nihua keenly felt that his emotions had calmed down. She touched the chains that bound her hands and sighed.
"Well, senior sister, how are you?" Xi Yan approached Nihua. In the darkness, his eyes carefully followed Nihua inch by inch.
Ni Hua did not respond. In fact, she found that her situation was a bit bad. It seemed that she was about to go through the prelude of the plot. She opened her mouth but could not make a sound.
Angry, Ni Hua turned to Xi Yan with dull eyes.
"Senior sister?" Xi Yan called again, reaching out and holding her hand tightly, but found that his whole body was hot, his brows were condensed, and even his breathing was a little cautious.
Ni Hua was finally dominated by the plot. She closed her eyes and completely lost control of her body. She looked at her soul as if it was split in two, half remaining in the body and half floating in the air. In mid-air, she realized that she had begun to push open the door uncontrollably, broke free from her handcuffs, and then walked out easily.
Xi Yan looked at Nihua's series of flowing movements in astonishment. He knew that the plot was now beginning to dominate his senior sister. He was startled and followed immediately.
Ni Hua was speechless as she watched herself running skillfully for nearly a whole morning, working so hard just to arrive at a red building and spending Mai's sister's money on wine and drinks.
The boss in the red building was obviously very familiar with "him" and immediately welcomed Nihua in. Nihua came to a very luxurious room. Nihua looked coldly at the pair of handsome men and women in front of him who were wearing very sparse clothes. , the eyes don’t know where to look.
Seeing them walking towards him, Nihua's eyes turned wildly, ah, it's still daytime, Yunxuan is not doing well in the daytime.
Ni Hua began to wonder how she could avoid the hands of the two of them touching her body. When she lowered her head, she accidentally saw her chest exposed due to the bending of her collar. She couldn't accept it for a moment. Being so exposed, she was so frightened that she brushed away their warmly supporting arms and took a few steps back.
At this moment, the door outside was pushed open, and several more men and women came in. Nihua looked up at the two or three people in the room, and then looked at the two or three people who had just come in, and was speechless.
Nihua was having a headache when he suddenly saw a newcomer who crossed the white barrier and walked over without knowing the rules. The black and white demons on both sides of Nihua glared at the man. Looking up, he found that this person looked particularly familiar, it was Xi Yan.
Xi Yan looked directly into hers with a pair of pale eyes, and Ni Hua closed her sleeves. The character's jade ring on Xi Yan's hand shone brightly in the sun. Nihua's eyes flickered. She followed the direction of Xi Yan's finger and looked at the part of her hand that was placed on the beauty's body because of the plot. She felt inexplicably There is a guilty feeling of being caught in an act of rape.
After Ni Hua came here, he found that he could speak freely, but his movements might be a little restricted. Ni Hua was silent in thought and frowned slightly. Ni Hua said, "Go and light some incense first."
Xi Yan's coming to her place was obviously less affected by the plot, and it was during free time. She didn't know that she was When the plot ends, it is better to let him test the enemy's situation first.
Xi Yan took a few sticks of incense that came out of Xie Xiu's house before leaving. The moment the incense was lit, he had a premonition that he was going to die.
A vague fragrance floated in the air, and the two of them waited quietly.
Finally, amidst the silent wishes in my heart, these incense slowly merged into a wisp. The two looked at each other and said, "It's done!"
Nihua Jiangxiang He picked it up, clasped it in Xi Yan's hand, and urged him to drive straight towards the gods without hesitation.
Xi Yan originally thought he was coming to a desolate place, but he did not expect it to be a place with extremely strong fireworks. He looked at many faithful men and women who came to worship and burn incense. Looking at the figures coming and going, he felt a little stunned. On the high platform, there are intact statues of gods. The gods are high above, with compassionate eyes and a face that wants to save all sentient beings.
He asked the people around him about the story of this statue. What was surprising was that this statue was actually a second-generation immortal. He was born with an immortal body and was enshrined in the temple. He heard that now when he makes a wish, the spirit Times don't work, but sincerity works.
Judging from his age, the god should be in his teenage years at this time. In this case, it is not unusual to have a little love.
It's just...
Xi Yan leaned down respectfully and asked the pilgrims passing by, "What year is it now?"
"It's January in the Chen year. "The pilgrim looked at him with an indescribable look.
There are many Chen years. After asking a few more specific questions, I found out that the year that is rarely recorded in history turned out to be more than a thousand years ago!
It turned out to be a story from more than a thousand years ago... This place is indeed not just a secret place of Hongying, but an ancestor of the Feng family who spied on other people's treasures and occupied other people's territory to become a secret place.
Xi Yan was thoughtful. Before he could figure it out, the control of his body was no longer with him. He was numb to complete the final plot of his role. He got up from the ground, regardless of his body. Exhausted, in the deep night, I dragged my body to the mountain temple.
Outside the window, the sky is filled with red peach blossoms and white apricot blossoms. Not far away, wicker branches on both sides of the bank are swaying like spring threads.
Ni Hua was leaning against the window in a numb daze. She had been testing the control of her body, but her painting spirit had been ineffective.
After all, it is impossible for the plot to forcefully require her to use which actions and say which words within this day. In addition to this freedom, she inquired about the mountain temple from the people around her. Obviously, in the play The NPCs also have basic common sense besides their lines.
The parents of the gods here are both immortals and gods, so the mountain gods are born with immortal bodies. When the devil attacks, the first line of defense of the righteous path is broken, and the second line of defense is in danger. The mountain gods here become the gods who were suppressed thousands of years ago. The sacrifices of the magic formation are left here to protect the people living thousands of miles around this place.
Nihua hid the surprise on her eyebrows by drinking water. The gods here were once offered as sacrifices to the devil. So what is its way of survival? Why do people here think so highly of it?
She could only wait until she got rid of the plot before meeting up with Xi Yan. Along the way, what Ni Hua saw was still a lively and peaceful scene, with passers-by mixed with mortals and monks walking shoulder to shoulder. But to her surprise, When they mentioned evil cultivators, they spoke in a cryptic tone.
Finally found someone to ask questions, but the person was very calm, and his tone was vaguely envious of the evil cultivator. Ni Hua was very surprised.
“What is good and what is evil? Isn’t it a good thing to improve one’s cultivation?”
The streets were bustling with people, and the monk sneered again when he heard the question from Ni Hua, whose face was hidden. "The righteous way is only to benefit others, and the evil way is only to benefit oneself."
Ni Hua smiled and said nothing. She carefully wrote down today's information. The night was already dark, and she followed the marks left by Xi Yan all the way. Arrive at the mountain temple.
As soon as she stepped through the door, Nihua saw the tall statue of mercy, and felt extremely uneasy in her heart. She heard a slight cracking sound.
Puff.
The dazzling sword light penetrated the black mist, penetrated those ferocious dancing protections, and penetrated the human body.
Xi Yan looked up and saw Ni Hua. He didn't have time to be happy. He lowered his head and felt a chill in his heart.
Xi Yan's heart was pierced by a sharp blade. After he knelt directly on the ground, his legs seemed to be misaligned and showed a twisted shape.
"Junior brother!" Nihua stepped in and looked at Xi Yancang's face, which was so pale that there was no blood, and looked at the statue where he was kneeling. She wanted to stop everything from happening, but found that she was very Powerless, this mysterious power is like the absolute master in this secret realm.
Nihua hugged Xi Yan and continuously sent spiritual power to Xi Yan, but to no avail.
"Senior sister, it's fake..." Xi extended his hand with a comforting look in his eyes. He looked at Ni Hua who looked very sad. His hand was raised halfway, and finally fell down weakly. His eyes slowly closed.
Before he died, Xi Yan heard the sound of suonas one after another, and the sound of black horse hooves in the distance, as if there were thousands of troops rushing towards him.
Ni Hua hugged him tightly, feeling panicked, but she could only watch him die in her arms.
So, in just one day, Director Yun has made Jian Lingjiao into a puppet, and the puppet has developed huge resentment and started to generate plots. Has the retribution for them begun...
No wonder, no wonder even the male protagonist has to come back indefinitely, because the time given to them to think... is too short.
(End of this chapter)