The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path

Lin Shu coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Xiao Shao wiped off the blood for him.

Lin Shu moved closer to Xiao Shao's neck.

He couldn't smell the cold fragrance that seemed to be there.

No, it's not that he can't smell it, he can still smell it, and he knows that there is fragrance here.

But he sniffed the light breath, but he never thought of the snowy night, plum blossoms and the moon anymore.

He looked at Xiao Shao.

He still has such good-looking facial features, but he—

He stretched out his hand and traced Xiao Shao's facial features.

Xiao Shao held his wrist, with a hesitant tone, and asked, "Baby?"

Lin Shu closed his eyes.

The world suddenly became quiet.

The touching limbs, the shortness of breath, suddenly disappeared at that moment, the ice cracked, he fell into the bottom of the lake, slowly sinking, the stars and the moon in the sky became more and more blurred, and there was a long and distant silence in his ears .

There was a thin layer of sweat on the forehead before, but now it is gone, and it is slightly cold.

A vague and misty voice came from his ear, it was Xiao Shao calling him.

He tried hard to respond, wanted to open his eyes, but couldn't open them. After struggling ineffectively, he fell into the memory of many, many years ago.

The master said, it's time for you to learn the mentality of our Jiange.

The master said, apprentice, you are very talented, a talent that is rare to see in a thousand years, ordinary mind and sword techniques are no longer of great use, from today onwards, start practicing my Jiange Town School's "Long Lovesickness".

The master also said, apprentice, even if this exercise is in my Jiange, it is a forbidden item that cannot be taken out easily. When you practice, you must be careful.

He was about ten years old then.

It seems that since he was eleven or twelve years old, he didn't feel that he was being bullied.

——I don’t feel that other people are dirty and disgusting.

Just some moving bodies.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, cloudy and sunny, rain and snow, five tones and six rhythms, all have no meaning.

He gradually became an inconspicuous mortal, and gradually, he didn't care about many things.

He didn't feel wronged, didn't feel uncomfortable, and didn't want to die.

To die or not to die, there is no big difference, just live first.

So, is it all because of exercises?

This is the mind of Jiange.

This is the people of Jiange.

From the very beginning—it was like this, he spent nearly 20 years in his last life, with such a cold and ruthless mentality, to cultivate to the cultivation level of crossing the catastrophe, and now, if he wants to get his cultivation base back, he must return to this mentality go.

There is no second choice, this matter cannot be changed, it's just that he didn't know it before.

Master didn't tell him, or did, but he was too young to understand.

Now he finally understood, but it was too late.

What about Xiao Shao?

How should he tell Xiao Shao?

The mind is not under his control, it is running crazily in the body, and the spiritual power like frost and snow has flowed through the eight extraordinary meridians that have just been repaired.

As the spiritual power washed away again and again, the previously fluctuating mood gradually calmed down.

He opened his eyes when his cultivation had recovered a little bit, and met Xiao Shao's gaze.

Xiao Shao looked at him and didn't speak.

There was an indescribable look in Lin Shu's eyes.

Lin Shu didn't say anything either.

Looking at each other like this, Xiao Shao finally said: "Your hands are so cold."

Only then did Lin Shu realize that he and Xiao Shao were intertwined.

He looked at the interlocking fingers and was a little lost in thought, but even he himself didn't know what he was thinking about.

He said, Xiao Shao.

Xiao Shao said, I am here.

He said, my mind is ruthless.

Xiao Shao tightened his grip on his hand, and even made him feel a little painful. After a while, he slowly relaxed, saying: "...it's okay."

"I don't know." Lin Shu said, "I just found out..."

He paused, lowered his eyes, and said, "...I'm sorry."

He felt as if he was crying, but he didn't feel the slightest, and he didn't feel the slightest emotion. When he reached out to touch it, his cheeks were wet and cold.

"Don't cry, it's okay." Xiao Shao held his face, wiped away the tears with his thumb, then leaned down, and touched his forehead with his own: "I didn't think of it."

Lin Shu shook his head: "It's not you."

He has been taking classes in the academy for three years, and no gentleman has ever taught knowledge related to the ruthless way.

It is just a noun, which is only mentioned briefly when people look back on the history of Immortal Dao. It has no specific meaning, let alone a method of cultivation.

The Jiange is far away in the extreme north, and has been hidden for a long time. No organization or force can hear about it, and no one will know the specific skills of the Jiange, let alone such things as the ruthless way.

"Mr. Taoyuan is not like this." Xiao Shao said, "So I didn't expect you to be like this."

Mr. Taoyuan...isn't that so?

But Mr. Taoyuan is also a disciple of Jiange. According to Xiao Shao, he is also practicing the "Long Lovesickness" technique like him.

But, now that things have happened, it doesn't make much sense to discuss anything.

Lin Shu raised his eyes to look at Xiao Shao, and saw that there was a little blood in his eye sockets.

Xiao Shao said: "Let's go out first, let's talk later... Be good, don't cry."

Lin Shu nodded.

In his limited memory, he only saw others cry, but never cried himself.

But today in front of Xiao Shao, it seemed as if he could cry at the touch of a touch, and he couldn't stop it no matter what.

However, at the same time, he didn't know why he was crying.

He stared blankly at Xiao Shao, feeling a kind of indifferent sadness beyond emotion.

Xiao Shao said: "Get dressed."

Lin Shu nodded.

Xiao Shao took out new clothes.

When Lin Shu put it on, he saw a red mark on his shoulders, which was left by Xiao Shao just now, and it was visibly fading to the naked eye.

There are several more on him.

In fact, it's not very serious, it's just light red. Xiao Shao said that he was not willing to use force.

But, at this moment, they are all disappearing.

The spiritual power is running, and the flow of Qi and blood is not hindered. If you are injured, the healing speed will be more than ten times faster than that of the mortal body.

What's more... it's such a trace.

He stared at the trace in a daze, and although it was healing, he felt that he had lost something forever, forever.

Xiao Shao said, "I'm going to change clothes."

Lin Shu: "...Huh?"

"Look a few more times," Xiao Shao said, "I won't see Xiao Shao again for a long time."

Lin Shu asked: "When will there be Xiao Shao?"

Xiao Shao said: "When there is no one."

Lin Shu: "People from Southern Xia or Northern Xia?"

Xiao Shao hooked his lips, and seemed to have a secretive smile: "Maybe there are all of them."

He was dressed very casually at the moment, only a robe, with a large chest exposed at the neckline, and good-looking muscle lines. This smile showed a little mysterious and unrestrained.

Lin Shu nodded.

Xiao Shao said: "I'm going."

He went behind the carved stone screen.

Lin Shu got up from the bed, picked up the folding bamboo sword, and poured spiritual power into it.

It's like an eternity.

Countless scenes flashed before his eyes, the stone platform where he practiced swords when he was young, the empty and silent hall of the Jiange Pavilion, the heavy snow that fell on the pine trees in December, and even the boundless snowfield, where Zhezhu slept in an ice coffin.

The folding bamboo sword is originally a sword from Jiange, so it naturally fits perfectly with Jiange's spiritual power.

He wields a few sword flowers. When he was a child, he swung the sword tens of thousands of times every day. The memory has long been engraved in his bones. Even after he came to this world, he hasn't really used a sword for three years, and he still doesn't feel unfamiliar with it.

After about a quarter of an hour, Xiao Shao came out from behind the screen.

No, it's not Xiao Shao, it's Missy.

The jet-black hair was scattered casually, the red clothes were shining, and the face was expressionless, but the color was astonishing.

Lin Shu looked at Ling Fengxiao's face.

A face very similar to Xiao Shao.

From the beginning to the end, the young lady's face has a strange beauty, which does not come from the bright and beautiful facial features, but from some kind of upside-down feeling, as if it is approaching the limit of aesthetics.

Now he finally knows that this kind of beauty comes from the mixture of two genders, which is different from all pure good looks.

Ling Fengxiao walked towards him and said, "Go out."

Lin Shu: "Yes."

None of them spoke.

When he walked to the main hall, he saw Guozi playing with his senior brother.

As soon as Guozi turned her head and saw them, she happily rushed towards Ling Fengxiao, reaching out to hug her: "You are finally wearing beautiful clothes!"

Ling Fengxiao picked up the fruit.

Guozi rubbed back and forth on Ling Fengxiao's body, and then said "pooh": "No breasts."

Guozi turned to Lin Shu and said, "I also want Lin Shu to wear it."

The crisp and delicate voice, in the middle of speaking, stopped abruptly and changed into: "Lin Shu, what's wrong with you?"

Guozi tilted her head and reached out to touch his face: "You look so cold."

Ling Fengxiao pressed Guozi's hand: "Don't make trouble with him now."

Guozi flattened her mouth: "Okay."

Ling Fengxiao put the fruit back on the ground and looked at his senior brother: "I'll go out with him, if I can't come back, please senior take care of me."

The brother said that his daughter, just like my own daughter, will definitely take good care of her.

Guozi made a face where his senior brother couldn't see.

After leaving the cave and putting the bronze dice away, Ling Fengxiao looked at Lin Shu and asked, "How long will it take?"

Lin Shudao: "Two quarters of an hour."

Ling Fengxiao said: "Okay."

Lin Shu meditated on a rock.

The Qingming Cave is closed and has no connection with the spiritual power of heaven and earth.If Lin Shu wanted to fully recover his cultivation, he had to be here.

The aura of heaven and earth flowed into his body like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, gathering in his dantian.

He needs a lot, a lot of Reiki.

How can it be easy to achieve the cultivation base of crossing the catastrophe.

The influx of spiritual power became more and more crazy, and even set off a violent tornado in this square world.

This cannot be concealed.

In the distance, the old senior was knocked off the city wall again, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The big witch withdrew his hand, but looked in their direction.

A voice came from afar: "The two fellow Taoists have been hiding for a long time, and they are finally willing to show up and meet next time."

Ling Fengxiao drew the knife out of its sheath, and with the sad knife, the light of the knife was like water, and she was dressed in blood-red clothes hunting in the wind. She walked forward slowly and said, "I have heard about your name for a long time."

The great witch said: "Thank you."

The old seniors on the city wall obviously saw Ling Fengxiao and recognized Ling Fengxiao.

He said: "No!"

Ling Fengxiao seemed to have never heard of it, and said loudly: "Ling Fengxiao from Liangzhou, come here to learn."

"The beauty came to ask for advice with a treasured sword, so it's not easy for me to shirk," the big witch smiled softly: "It's just, why doesn't that friend behind you come to see me?"

Ling Fengxiao said: "If you want to see him, you must kill me first."

The great witch said: "I have always pitied the fragrance and cherished the jade."

After saying that, the sleeves of his robe suddenly flipped, and murderous intent swept over him!

There is no trace of "pity the fragrance and cherish the jade".

Ling Fengxiao didn't retreat or evade, the aura of his whole body was rising steadily, and he swung his knife to meet him!

Lin Shu watched this scene, closed his eyes, and sank into his dantian meridian.

Although he was sitting defenseless in the boundless wilderness, he knew that he would not be hurt by the great witch.

Perhaps it was because the people standing in front were Ling Fengxiao and Xiao Shao, not anyone else.