Xian Miao does not want to fly

The night wind blows through the trees, rustling the leaves.

Su Jing raised the corners of his lips, and smiled at the orange cat: "Stop pretending? What's your purpose for following me?"

Qiao Mo looked at the black air surging in his eyes, and repeated again: "You are about to be possessed."

"You came here to say this to me?" Su Jing's tone became irritable. He tried hard to suppress the black mist in his eyes and suppress the impulse in his body, "I don't care about you whether I'm a demon or not. This follow me, then you can go!"

The devilish energy has already started to affect Su Jing's behavior. If a person stood in his way, he would attack without hesitation, and let that person know what it means to be dead.

But facing the orange cat now, someone in Su Jing's subconscious mind seemed to be telling him not to touch him, not to hurt him.

He didn't even want to say "roll" to him.

Su Jing wanted Orange Cat to leave, he was afraid that if he couldn't control it, he would hurt him.

But he didn't want him to leave.

An inexplicable but familiar emotion spread from the bottom of his heart.

He wanted to capture this kitten and keep it close to him, and no one was allowed to see it.

If he wants to leave himself, kill him so that he can never leave again.

leave him...

tie him up...

imprison him...

The black mist surged up again.

……kill him.

Do not!

not like this!

Su Jing bit the tip of his tongue, reason temporarily gained the upper hand.

"Get out of here quickly, don't get in the way," he forced himself to take his eyes away from him, "don't appear in front of me again!"

Qiao Mo was unmoved, and even took his tail away from his paws, and walked leisurely around behind him for a while.

"I can't go," the orange cat shook its ears, and said solemnly, "I'm here to discuss with you."

Su Jing took a deep breath, the devilish energy in his body churned, making him more and more unable to control his desire to hurt Qiao Mo.

"Go away," his voice seemed to be suppressing something, his left hand grabbed his right hand, "If you don't go, I'll kill you!"

The orange cat didn't take it seriously.

"You can't kill me, because you are not my opponent now."

Su Jing's breath was suffocated, and the cyan sword shadow wrapped in black mist instantly attacked Qiao Mo.

The sword shadow came with a fierce attack, but barely stopped in front of Qiao Mo, and couldn't get any closer.

Su Jing murmured: "The Qi of the Heavenly Gang."

"You are not my opponent," Qiao Mo said calmly, "at least you are not the one who is possessed by the demon now, so I need to wait for you to expel your own demons and restore your spiritual veins before I can compete with you. Before that, I Will always follow you."

The cyan sword shadow disappeared in an instant, Su Jing asked in a low voice, "And then?"

"Then?" Qiao Mo blinked.

"When I'm done, what about after you've finished sparring with me?"

Qiao Mo thought for a while, if he competes with Su Jing, it means that he can hold the sword.

If you can hold a sword, then you should—

The orange cat swept the ground with its tail: "Then I can continue to pursue my kendo."

As soon as these words were said, Qiao Mo felt that the devilish energy around Su Jing suddenly became stronger.

He had to stand up and looked at Su Jing warily.

"what happened to you?"

"So... you still have to leave..." Su Jing raised his head, his eyes were completely shrouded in black mist, "You still have to leave!"

Qing Feng pulled out of his sheath, and stabbed at Qiao Mo with a cold demonic energy and strong spiritual energy. Qiao Mo jumped away nimbly, knowing that the sword intent could no longer be received by the energy of Tiangang.

But every time he landed a point, a cyan sword shadow would follow. If he didn't move his sword, he could only dodge like this.

And Su Jing couldn't listen to anything anymore.

He has only one thought now, to keep this little cat demon, not to let him leave, not to let him leave!

Even if you let him die, you must keep him.

"Why are you leaving... why are you leaving?"

Qiao Mo jumped into the air, the cat's body twisted softly in the air, dodging the cyan sword shadow, but the next second, the cyan long sword stabbed over with sharp sword intent!

The red long sword appeared out of thin air, blocking the blue long sword.

Qiao Mo held Hongyuan in his hand and firmly blocked Qingfeng, but the howling of the bone corpse and the wailing of the cultivator reappeared in his ears, and he staggered.

Su Jing narrowed his eyes: "Is this what you want to learn from?"

Qiao Mo murmured in pain: "You can't use a sword...with a sword...someone will be hurt..."

Hearing this sentence, Su Jing sneered and said, "Swords are basically weapons for killing and cutting, and there is a problem if there is no blood."

Qiao Mo retorted subconsciously: "It's not my sword that hurt people!"

Su Jing asked back: "Then why are you afraid of using a sword?!"

Qiao Mo was startled.

That's right, in Tianyin Realm, it's not his sword that hurts people, so why should he be afraid of using a sword?

Why should he be afraid of his own swordsmanship?

"Ah."

Su Jing sneered, Qing Feng pulled away, turned his wrist and stabbed at him again.

Qiao Mo jumped away sideways, Hong Yuan shook, and the screams in his ears and the howls of the bone corpses gradually faded away!

The spiritual power with the flaming intent dispersed Qing Feng's sword intent!

Swords can hurt people, but in Tianyin Realm, it's not his sword that hurts people!

Instead, he saved those people with his sword!

Su Jing continued to fly forward to bully him. Qiao Mo used Hongyuan to block his attack while retreating, and his hand holding the sword became more stable.

His way of sword is the way of saving people!

As Qiao Mo's moves became more firm and fierce, Su Jing showed a bloodthirsty smile: "That's what makes it interesting!"

The red and blue-black sword shadows intertwined, and Qiao Mo frowned. There was already a lot of demonic energy in Su Jing's body, and his spiritual veins were damaged. The more he used his spiritual power, the more damaged his spiritual veins were. If the damage is serious, the devil energy will affect his mind more and more. If the mind is unstable, the demon will become more powerful, and Su Jing will attack all the living things around him endlessly, until he dies from exhaustion in a vicious circle.

This is not the way to go.

The way to break the demon is to find the crux of the demon.

Su Xu's obsession cannot be stopped because he has completely lost his reputation as a sword master. This is a deadlock, unless he can let himself go, recognize and accept this fact.

But Su Jing's knot...

"Why! Why did you leave me?!"

With a sound of "Zheng--", Qing Feng and Hong Yuan collided, making a sonorous and forceful sound.

The two swords blared together.

Qiao Mo opened his eyes wide.

At that moment, he seemed to feel Su Jing's heart.

Why is he leaving.

I don't want him to leave.

Want to be with him forever.

Why, they can't be together forever?

Warm and desperate feelings suddenly filled Qiao Mo's heart, and his nose felt sore involuntarily.

Qiao Mo thought of Su Li inexplicably.

In Tianyin Realm, Su Li, whom he would never see again.

Qing Feng attacked Qiao Mo again, but Qiao Mo dodged sideways.

He gathered his mind, and now he needs to solve the immediate problem first!

Why is Su Jing desperate?

Why doesn't he want to leave by himself?

The people Su Jing saw and didn't want to leave...

Is it him, Qiao Mo?

But they obviously haven't met a few times!

Seeing Su Jing's aura getting darker and darker, Qiao Mo knew that he couldn't delay any longer!

Regardless of whether he called himself or not, Qiao Mo decided to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Hong Yuan once again supported Qingfeng Su Jing to draw the sword, but was blocked by the red sword shadow. He chuckled, and was about to use stronger sword intent, but he heard Qiao Mo say——

"Thank you for letting me hold the sword again, so, can you please join me."

Su Jing paused.

it works!

Qiao Mo continued: "Come with me, you and I, let's find our own ultimate swordsmanship together."

Su Jing's movements stopped, and the black mist in his eyes faded slightly.

He chewed two words: "Together..."

There was a cautious tone in his tone, as if these two words were something fragile.

Qiao Mo nodded firmly: "Yes, together!"

The moment he got Qiao Mo's affirmative answer, the mist in Su Jing's eyes completely dissipated, and he looked at Qiao Mo in a daze: "Will you never leave me again?"

Qiao Mo didn't know why he showed this expression, as if Su Jing had experienced a heart-wrenching parting related to him.

But I had never seen him before the Juggernaut Grand Competition.

Qiao Mo was puzzled and puzzled, but the current Su Jing couldn't answer any of his questions.

Because he was waiting for an answer from Qiao Mo. .

Cultivators understand the importance of promises, because every promise of a cultivator carries the effect of a contract.

If you make promises easily but fail to keep them, demons are likely to appear.

But looking at Su Jing's expression, Qiao Mo couldn't say anything to refuse.

"Yes," he nodded, "I won't leave you."

Take it as it is to you for letting me hold the sword again, let me repay you.

Su Jing smiled, the sky gradually brightened, the first ray of sunlight in the morning penetrated the leaves and shone into the forest from the east, and the sound of birdsong rang out.

Qiao Mo wasn't sure about Su Jing's current state. The only thing he could be sure of was that the devilish energy around him had subsided a lot.

Just when he was about to say something more, Su Jing suddenly leaned forward and was about to fall to the ground. Qiao Mo hurried forward two steps and stretched out his hand to support his shoulder.

But Su Jing was too heavy. When Qiao Mo caught him, he was unprepared and fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Su Jing just lay on his shoulders.

"Put on your clothes, Mo." Su Jing whispered in his ear.

Qiao Mo froze, he looked at Su Jing with some uncertainty.

He never said his name.

So, how did Su Jing know his name?

He wanted to shake Su Jing up to ask, but when he put his hand on his pulse, his expression changed.

Su Jing's spiritual veins are almost shattered now. The difference from the previous Juggernaut Grand Competition is that what shuttles through his broken spiritual veins this time is not only spiritual power, but also demon energy.

If it is said that spiritual energy repairing the spiritual veins is like threading a needle through the spiritual veins, then the magic energy is equivalent to a pair of scissors, cutting off the newly stitched spiritual veins again.

Aura and magic energy are competing and fighting in his body.

Qiao Mo thought of Su Xu who was curled up in the corner of the wall in pain because of the broken spirit vein yesterday. Su Jing's pain now should be ten thousand times that of his.

but--

Looking at Su Jing who was sleeping peacefully, Qiao Mo couldn't help but wonder, did he feel no pain?

Qiao Mo didn't know how to expel the devilish energy in Su Jing's body, so he could only grab Su Jing's wrist and carefully drive away the devilish energy, trying to expel those devilish energy from his body.

But the devilish energy was disobedient and still lingered in Su Jing's body.

Fortunately, the cultivator Bigu does not need to rely on food. After staying in the forest for two days, Su Jing opened his eyes.

He felt that he was lying in someone's arms, surrounded by an extremely comfortable atmosphere, his wrist was held by someone, and the gentle spiritual power was slowly sent into his body, wanting to protect his spiritual veins from being attacked by demons. Air damage.

He looked up and saw a white chin.

Is a young man.

The young man squeezed his wrist with one hand to channel his spiritual power, and raised his other hand in front of him, as if he was going to grab something.

Su Jing fixed his eyes and saw a butterfly dancing right above him.

The boy held his breath, and Su Jing also held his breath.

Then, the boy made a sudden move and slapped the butterfly!

It's a pity that the butterfly predicted the boy's movements, and moved coquettishly, which made the boy miss nothing.

"Pfft." Su Jing couldn't hold back and laughed.

The young man was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head to see that the person who had already woken up was looking at him with a smile.

"Are you awake?" he asked.

Only then did Su Jing see that the young man had a pair of round golden eyes, and his jet-black hair was hanging loose, with a few traces of gold looming in the black hair.

Looking into those golden eyes, Su Jing instantly understood the identity of this young man.

"Wake up, thank you, cat."

Qiao Mo's eyes darkened.

It turned out to be Maomao, not Momo.

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