The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path

I don't know how far I have traveled, but when I look back, there is only a large piece of snow, fog and ice sand at the pass of the valley, and the small pavilion has quietly disappeared in the foggy white distant mountains.

Lin was carelessly embraced by Xiao Shao.

He hugged Lin Shu so tightly that there was almost no gap between him and Lin Shu.

Lin Shu leaned against his chest, allowing him to hold her tightly.

They often have such moments when their skin is close to each other and their breath is intertwined. Xiao Shao's faint and cold plum fragrance will soak in his body, and it will not fade for a long time.At this time, Lin Shu always had an illusion that they were the only two of them among all living beings in the vast world.He is a part of Xiao Shao, Xiao Shao's breath is his breath, and Xiao Shao's blood is also his blood.

He raised his head and looked at Xiao Shao.

Xiao Shao looked down at him.

Lin Shu's voice trembled, and he tried to calm down: "Why don't you want to see Yingying?"

I like Yingying so much.

Xiao Shao was silent for a long time.

"This is the fate of this life," he said softly, "It will only make her sad when we meet again."

Lin Shu closed his eyes, but couldn't help but shed two lines of tears after all.

In this life and in the previous life, he has never been like this - so vulnerable, it seems that he has never shed tears in his limited memory, but in this year, it has been so frequent, as if he is repaying the debt he owed before.

Yes.

Xiao Shao thought so, and he told himself so.

The fate of this life, no matter what, must come to an end here.

"Then I..." He said in a low voice, "I won't... add more sadness."

Xiao Shao: "I am selfish."

Lin Shu firmly buried his face on Xiao Shao's shoulder.

He was afraid that he would burst into tears the next moment.

Xiao Shao hugged him silently.

Lin Shu didn't speak any more.

After finally calming down a bit, we left and returned to the inn where we stayed.

On the bed in the inn, Lin Shu took the initiative to kiss the side of Xiao Shao's neck.

Xiao Shao pressed his shoulders and leaned over to kiss him.

When he was confused and infatuated, Xiao Shao brought him in front of the mirror.

The floor was covered with a soft blanket, his clothes were half undressed, and he knelt in front of the floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror, with Xiao Shao's arms around his waist.

He looks at himself in the mirror.

In the past, Xiao Shao also forced him to face the mirror. He didn't understand why Xiao Shao always liked to do this, but he was never willing to look at it. On the one hand, he felt a little shy, and on the other hand, he felt that he was really disrespectful.

So this is the first time he has carefully looked at his body and facial features.

Half of the white clothes with a texture similar to gauze slipped off, exposing the shoulders and half of the arms.

He looked at the delicate and beautiful facial features of the person in the mirror, at his thin red eye ends, at his pink skin revealed by the touch of his skin.

Is this himself?

It's not disgusting either.

Xiao Shao touched his bare shoulder with his right hand.

"Does it look good?" His voice was lowered, as if bewitched from the deepest part of the night.

Suddenly, Lin Shu stretched out his hand to touch his own face in the mirror.

"Does it look good?" Xiao Shao asked again.

The person in the mirror, his eyes very blank, nodded hesitantly.

Xiao Shao strangled his throat with neither light nor heavy force, slightly obstructing his breathing.

"Does it look good?" It's still the same sentence.

Lin Shu knew that he was going to force himself to say those words.

He was a little lost, and said: "It looks good."

Xiao Shao kissed him sideways: "Do you like yourself?"

Lin Shu was even more confused, looking at the same confused person in the mirror, not knowing how to answer.

Xiao Shao said: "Xiao Shao likes Lin Shu, does Lin Shu like himself?"

Lin Shu didn't know.

Whether he likes it or not, he is Lin Shu.

Since the ending is the same, why make another choice?

Xiao Shao was paranoid, asking him over and over again: "Do you like him?"

I didn't like it at first.

But since Xiao Shao likes it, and this person is not annoying, can he also like him for a while?

Lin Shu rested his fingers on the profile of the person in the mirror, and said in a daze, "I like it..."

He saw Xiao Shao in the mirror slightly bent his eyebrows and smiled very gently, as if he had fulfilled his long-cherished wish for a long time.

Xiao Shao said: "Say it again."

Lin Shu: "...I like it."

Xiao Shao: "Third time."

Lin Shu: "I like it."

……

Being forced like this, he said it loudly, but suddenly something came down in his heart.

Or a door that had been dusty for decades collapsed, revealing the things outside the door.

He was in a trance in the scorching rays of light, and his eyes were almost stabbed. After getting used to it, he wanted to cry and laugh at the same time.

The old things, the clouds and smoke of the past, the rotten moss and rotten wood in the corners, the wettest and coldest soil in the ground, under such scorching light, suddenly turned into the lightest floating soil, and a gust of wind blew it, and it disperse into the sky and the earth , nowhere to be found.

He recalled some past events that were difficult to look back on, all kinds of malicious eyes and laughter, crowded and hot and humid people with nowhere to escape. Slowly, the appearance was no longer hideous, and the smell was no longer disgusting.

He used to think that it was his fault that there would be such a scene, because he was worthless, and he was sad because of it, and he was punished for it.

He seemed to see time passing by, the crowd dispersed, and he was left alone, standing in a ball of light.

It's not like this.

He likes this person now.

This man deserves to be liked.

Nobody did anything wrong.

He stretched out his hand towards the light, regained his senses, and found that what he was touching was still the smooth bronze mirror and himself in the mirror.

The chest behind him belongs to Xiao Shao, warm and firm.

Lin Shu lowered his head in a daze, spread his five fingers, and looked at his light and messy palm prints.

His master cultivated immortals, so he was a bit feudal and superstitious. When he was young, he took him to read palms.

However, Master also knew that the fortune tellers were full of rhetoric, threatening the gentleman to only say bad things, not good things.

The street fortune teller with a pair of sunglasses said, your fate is a lone star, how bumpy, how wandering, with injustice, without merit, your life will not last long, and you will die by suicide.

Master panicked and asked Mr. how to solve it.

The gentleman muttered, pointing to the sky with one hand and pointing to the ground with the other: "Time is also fate... My mana is limited. If you want to save people, you can't turn them back to heaven. Whether you have a chance to be reborn or not depends on your own good luck."

He was in a trance, Xiao Shao held that hand, and then covered his palm.

Just like that, in Xiao Shao's arms and in Xiao Shao's hands, he was finally reborn as a human being.

Xiao Shao bit his ear lightly, and said: "Xianjun, you will no longer be confused."

He pulled off Lin Shu's robe.

The snow-white clothes, like clouds falling to the ground, fell on the vermilion carpet and spread out.

He pulled out Lin Shu's hairpin.

The blue hair like running water slid down her shoulders.

Xiao Shao kissed from the side of his neck, licked and bit down gently.

Lin Shu hugged him and ran his fingers through his hair.

The red candle was flickering, he took a breath, followed Xiao Shao's movements, slightly pushed his chest up.

In the mirror, he saw that his waist had a round curvature, which was pinched by Xiao Shao.

He closed his eyes, as if caught in a long-term dream that would never end.

However, day after day, night after night, time flows by like this, twelve hours a day, not a moment more, not a minute less.

In a blink of an eye, it was more than a month.

He followed Xiao Shao, walked almost half of the world of mortals, and saw that the ghosts under his sword became more and more day by day, and there were tens of thousands of them. , Seeing Wuwu glowing dimly in the night, it was shocking.

Sometimes, the causal mirror would float out by itself and follow them, and he didn't care about it, and he didn't explore it—no matter what the mirror was, whether it was good or bad, things couldn't be worse than they are now.

Until the end, Xiao Shao could almost intuitively feel the heavy killing on Xiao Shao's body.

Wherever he was, there would be faint rumbles of thunder in the sky.

And the rumors among the people are getting more and more fierce, and they are so loud that "Liangzhou No Returnee" is the incarnation of the evil phoenix, the culprit of this long night, but his cultivation is really unpredictable, and I don't know when the world will come. Can give birth to a hero beyond the world, and kill this beast.

Xiao Shao still pretended not to hear anything.

Lin Shu also took it lightly, and it was still the same sentence that he said to Guozi. People at the time have no right to comment on the merits and demerits of the past, and leave it to future generations to comment.

After taking the last medicine for more than [-] days, Xiao Shao entrusted the acquaintance of alchemy master to concoct the "Xian Fang Zong" elixir according to the ancient elixir formula, but after hearing the rumors, the senior abandoned the furnace and destroyed the elixir. No more refining—in fact, even if he continues to refine, this ancient holy medicine cannot be reproduced by current alchemists.

But these days, Lin Shu discovered that Xiao Shao's direction of travel was returning to Phoenix Villa.

One day in February, they returned to the villa, and Xiao Shao didn't kill any more people after that.He went back to his old room, took out the hairpins, jewelry, fresh clothes and silk handkerchiefs that the girls had left here, and set up a tomb for them in a secluded valley.The seeds of flower trees were buried next to the tomb, watered and fertilized. Ten years later, when their souls returned, they could see the deep green trees and lush flowers.

On this day, Lin Shu accompanied him and dug out a jar of daughter's red from under the phoenix flower tree, patted open the mud, and sprinkled it on the tomb.

There seems to be a breeze between the heavens and the earth, and a girl's light gauze sleeves brush in front of her in a trance, and the faint fragrance seems to linger on the nose, and then dissipates in an instant.

The world was silent, when suddenly there was noise coming from the main gate of Phoenix Villa in the distance.

Walking down the big steps of the mountain gate, you can see a crowd of heroes gathered, there are many of the eight sects, and there are also many other sects. There is a representative in front of each sect, who is upright and full of style.

——Even the wizards from the original Beixia came to join in the fun, and the heroes of the immortal world and the wizards jointly pulled up a huge white and miserable cover, and wrote four words: Do justice for the sky.

Xiao Shao led Lin Shu and stood at the highest point of the mountain gate.

Seeing their figures, the heroes were enraged.

From afar, I heard a strong man mobilizing: "Today the heroes gather, and we will work together to kill evildoers and cleanse the universe!"

They all shouted: "Slay the evildoers, cleanse the universe!"

He also saw Cang Min and Yue Ruohe, classmates with Sanliang Academy.

It's just that these people are fighting for reason, trying to stop them-but the voice of opposition is quickly drowned in the shouts of the heroes.

The crowd became agitated, moved forward slowly, and the killer came up.

Suddenly I heard Xiao Shao laugh lightly.

"Heroes." There was a smile in his voice, the end of the sound was slightly provocative, and there was a bit of viciousness in the publicity, like a young man with high spirits: "It must be hard work to come from a long way, why don't I clean up the dust for you."

The leader shouted: "Don't be arrogant, thief! Today is the day of your death!"

These words were so clichéd that even Lin Shu couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Shao sighed even more: "You heroes are so righteous, I really admire you."

Then the topic changed: "It's just that I have a plan for where to go, and it's only two days today and tomorrow. Why do you bother to take the humiliation yourself?"

"Monster nonsense!"

After another impassioned speech, the righteous men who had overcome the catastrophe, and the two wizards who helped each other, no matter what, it was against the morals of the world to bully more and less. Flying over together, the first move is the biggest killer move, the momentum is extremely strong, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun.

The heroes shouted: "Okay!!!"

I saw Xiao Shaomo's black robe sleeves flicking in the air.

Several awe-inspiring righteous men were frozen in the air, unable to move.

The heroes fell silent.

Lin Shu watched them silently.

These people only know that Xiao Shao kills mortals like cutting hemp, which is easy, but they don't know his real cultivation level, and they have greatly underestimated him.

But Xiao Shao only needs to lightly move his little finger to let them know what it means to "bring shame on oneself".

The early bird was sanctioned, and the rest became a mob.

Xiao Shao folded his hands, turned around, and sighed lightly: "To be sent off by the heroes of the world, Xiao Shao's life is not in vain."

He climbed the stairs up the mountain.

Lin Shu hugged the piano and followed.

The heroes followed suit, and part of them followed suit.

Xiao Shao finally walked to the altar for offering sacrifices to the sky.

Lin Shu looked at him.

He stroked the broken hair on his forehead with his right hand, and kissed him lightly on the forehead.

Lin Shu heard him say: "Treasure."

Lin Shu looked at him and said, "You...don't worry."

Xiao Shao smiled and said, "Take care of your body and practice hard...Go to the Immortal Realm early, and I will wait for your good news below."

Lin Shu heard himself say in a warm voice, "Go ahead."

Xiao Shao went.

Lin Shu plucked the strings.

On the way to miss him, there is the sound of the piano to send each other off, which can also relieve loneliness.

He walked to the center of the altar and lit the candles to worship heaven and earth.

The heroes stood in silence, not knowing what he was going to do.

But I saw him draw his knife out of its sheath.

The blood energy was as thick as the sea in an instant.

Xiao Shao will be worthy of being inserted vertically into the altar of offering sacrifices to heaven.

It seems that there is a ray of blood that ethereally rises up, reaching the dark sky.

The originally faint sound of thunder between the heaven and the earth suddenly became louder.

But seeing him raise his head slightly, looking at the sky.

"Xiao Shao, the homeless guest, is heavily indebted with blood and cannot be tolerated in the world."

"In the past, I traveled with Taoist couples in Beixia, leading to the tragic death of hundreds of people in Taohuayuan and rejecting the tragic death of Beiguan soldiers. This is the beginning."

"The daughters of Phoenix Villa died because of me. On July [-]th, blood was burned, and more than a thousand lives died because of me. The night is long, the people are displaced, and the dead are countless."

"Afterwards, Xiao Shao couldn't control his demons and slaughtered more than [-] people in the world. The people's resentment and anger were extremely high, and he knew that the crime was serious, and death was not a pity."

"Although there is remorse for all the evil karma done in the past, there is no way to make up for it, the only thing is death."

Speaking of this, his voice seemed to soften a bit: "It's just that all the murders were done by me alone, and have nothing to do with Lin Shu."

The sound of thunder in the sky was so loud that it almost overwhelmed his voice.

But hearing the sound of thunder, he said slowly: "I just hope that the sky will send purple thunder, burn my soul, and wipe out my sins."

He said one word at a time: "Xiao Shao asked the heaven and the earth to ask the soldiers to relieve him."

The voice fell.

Bright purple thunder, tearing apart the gloomy sky.

The spirit of fighting and attacking is more than a hundred times stronger than the thunder of crossing the catastrophe.

A gust of wind picked up.

But Xiao Shao remained motionless.

At this time, he is not like the evildoer in the population of that world.

No one knows that the weapon in his hand is a worthy sword.

He has acted without shame.

Ashamed of the knife, ashamed of killing people.

Blood splattered three feet, resulting in injustice, but not on the body.

The piano in Lin Shu's hand first made the sound of clanging and killing, and then it had the meaning of open and unrestrained.But seeing the long sky and autumn water, the swan geese go north, looking far away, the world is endless.

Kill ten people in ten steps, and stay in a thousand miles.

When I went to the clothes, I learned the name and the name.

——The name of this song is "Xia Ke Xing".

The author has something to say: "To kill a person in ten steps, you will not stay behind for a thousand miles, and when the incident is over, brush off your clothes and hide your merits and fame." Li Bai's "Xia Ke Xing".