The heartthrob big brother he fell off the horse

Seeing his unquestionable appearance, the evil dragon fell silent.Both Jian □□ can escape, so why not do it.

However, this monk always felt that the aura of those decent monks was different. Although he suppressed it, he still found that the aura was a bit like a demon cultivator.

Suddenly, a purple light appeared, and the color changed from dark to light, exuding lightning currents. A sword was wrapped in the purple light, and half of the sword was stuck on the rock.

He Rongfei approached, feeling a strong evil attacking him.The purple light swayed and danced like a terrifying net about to swallow him.

He chanted the mantra, step by step against the evil spirits invading his body, and contended with the inner alchemy.The handsome face was so pale and fragile that it made people feel pity. The corner of the mouth was suppressed and dripped blood, and the blood flowed down the clean chin.

He Rongfei whispered the spell to deal with the Dragon Meteor Sword, and cast the spell to resist, only half a meter away from the sword.The closer it is to the internal organs, the more suffocated it is, as if it is about to explode and die.

The evil dragon looked at him solemnly. The incantations in this young man's mouth were not something a so-called decent swordsman should learn.Even he had to waste all his energy to learn this curse. How could this talent be in the middle stage of Golden Core.

It's interesting to be a decent monk but know how to curse.

He Rongfei desperately grasped the blade of the sword, his clothes were blown up by the evil wind.At this time, yellow sand filled the sky, thunder clouds were densely covered, and dozens of lightning bolts fell from the pitch-black rolling sky, distributed around He Rongfei, and the ground was scorched black, leaving a trace of lightning.I saw him pull out forcefully, and the Dragon Meteor Sword left the rock in his hand, emitting a scarlet light all over his body.

The handle of the sword is engraved with a dragon's head, two eyes are inlaid with rubies, and the body of the sword is engraved with a dragon's body wrapped around it. The lines are clearly visible in blood.

"I knew you could do it, hahahaha! I'm finally going to get out of this wretched place!"

The evil dragon in the sword smiled strangely, "Let me possess you quickly, I..."

He is tempting He Rongfei, trying to control his body to escape from birth, and finally kill his soul and let him live there.

He Rongfei's eyes were cold and scarlet: "You should die now!"

As he spoke, he slashed his palm with the sword, clenched his fists and poured blood into the sword to wash away the broken ghost lodged in the sword, slowly killing him bit by bit.

A scorching evil dragon screamed heart-piercingly, and he cursed and screamed: "Despicable and shameless villain, I will kill you!"

"I said how familiar, hahahahaha! It turns out that you are a demon cultivator, so ridiculous!!"

He Rongfei's voice was as cold as winter: "Shut up!"

Gritting his teeth, the evil dragon continued: "Ever since you practiced demon art, you have degenerated into a demon cultivator, which runs counter to the orthodox monks. You, a demon cultivator despised by thousands, are incompatible with your fellow disciples."

"Hahahaha, you were born like this, everyone leaves you, even if that person is by your side now, he will leave sooner or later. I curse you for eternity to be unloved, to be deceived and abandoned, and in the end it will be worse than reincarnation!"

The last trace of the evil dragon's breath was also wiped out, and everything was completely silent, and there was no sound in the dark valley.

He Rongfei squatted down, his hands trembling involuntarily, he couldn't hold the sword when he wanted to.What the evil dragon said was not unreasonable.If his identity is exposed, he will be punished and killed.

In a trance, He Rongfei thought of that Fang Lan who was always looking at him with tender eyes, that Fang Lan was actually a fairy.

Will he leave him, abandon him...

No!No way!

In an instant, a pair of purple eyes were gloomy, revealing a murderous look.

Of all things in the world, only immortals cannot abandon him.Abandon him.

Once the obsessive demon is born, it will spread wantonly, grow wantonly, and can no longer be controlled.

He Rongfei grasped the hilt of the sword tightly and wanted to get up, holding the dragon meteor sword in his hand and dancing in the black robe, his handsome face was stained with blood, and his purple eyes were sharp and cold.A voice in his mind kept saying: "Kill everyone who bullies you and hinders you."

"Isn't this what you have always wanted to do, what are you waiting for!" The voice was full of charm, hooking him.

He Rongfei's eyes were red, a flash of madness flashed in his pupils, and then turned into a painful struggle.

"No, Immortal Wangyou doesn't want me to become a lunatic..."

He was chanting like a madman, and in the dark, He Rongfei passed out, holding the red-glowing Dragon Meteor Sword tightly in his arms.

He Rongfei had a dream, and he was deeply trapped in painful memories.

In his memory, his family was destroyed, blood flowed into rivers, and bones were everywhere.He stood in the dead body helplessly and terrified, crying that there was no one there.

Since childhood, his parents did not love him, and even hated him, saying that he was born with a pair of purple eyes and was an evil star.Since he was born, he has been living in a remote, cold, dilapidated house for more than ten years. Now that his whole family has been wiped out, he has become an orphan again.

He Rongfei cried in despair, he fell into a demon and couldn't get out.

In the dream, he became what he is now, shivering in a small dark corner, and he said: "A person like me is still delusional about getting love..."

At this moment, a golden light appeared, which pierced him so much that he couldn't open his eyes.Opening his eyes again, a blue figure appeared in his sight, with his back turned to the light, his face could not be seen clearly, and the fairy walked towards him step by step.

At this moment, the surroundings of the immortal radiated a warm light, and the immortal knelt down in front of him, and only then did he see that face clearly, it was the immortal Wangyou whom he had been thinking about day and night.The immortal's body is outlined by golden light, bright and dazzling.

He Rongfei was stunned, a god descended from the sky to save him.

The god reached out to him, and he held the warmth carefully.

The god told him: "Anyone has the right to love. You deserve to be loved, and there are people who love you. I will always be with you and never leave you alone."

Finally he hugged his god with tears streaming down his face, and smiled knowingly for the first time.

The blue-clothed fairy's eyes were covered with white silk as usual, he didn't speak but just fed him two pills.One of them has the floral fragrance of Wangsancao, which is delicious and tastes like a fairy.In this way he seemed to become one with him, the most intimate existence.

Finally, half an hour later, with the help of the immortal, he broke through the middle stage of the Golden Core and entered the late stage, and in time he could become a Nascent Soul.

He Rongfei felt that he couldn't see the appearance of the immortal clearly, and rubbing the person in front of him around, he said in panic: "Immortal, what's wrong with me? Why can't I see you clearly!"

The immortal didn't speak and moved his body for a while, the familiar refreshing fragrance lingered on the tip of He Rongfei's nose, which made him feel much more at ease.

He Rongfei weighed heavily in his bosom, and there were a few more secret treasures, which were given to him by the immortals.He took great care of the income in the mustard space.

"I want to hug you again Immortal, just now I was so scared... I was so afraid that I would never see you again."

He accidentally said these words that he had never dared to say before, not only gaining an inch, but also blasphemy.

But the immortal didn't respond to him, He Rongfei grabbed his clothes and was dodged, the immortal left without saying a word from the beginning to the end.

He Rongfei staggered and chased after him, but he couldn't catch up. He watched the blue disappear without a trace, as if it had never been there before.

He called out to the immortal miserably, hoping that he would look back at him, but the man left without looking back.

Sure enough, the immortal hates that he is a demon cultivator, and feels disgusting and dirty.

He Rongfei seemed to be poured from head to toe by a basin of cold water, as if he had fallen into an abyss.His heart hurt like a knife, and he fell into a coma again out of breath.

In the boundless darkness, he heard someone calling his name, as well as the continuous flow of spiritual energy in his body, which made his body extremely comfortable and the pain gradually subsided.

He Rongfei's purple eyes were as clear as amethyst, and the black mist in his eyes dissipated without a trace.

He met a pair of beautiful shining peach blossom eyes, it was Liu Fengmian who hurt him, scolded him, saved him, and gave him charity.

His fairy was gone, and he woke up too.

Liu Fengmian stared at him with concerned eyes: "How is Junior Brother, is there anything better?"

He Rongfei nodded silently and did not speak.

That's good, it seems his efforts were not in vain.

Liu Fengmian reached out to pull him up, but the person on the ground hesitated for a few seconds and handed him over.

A cold blade-like gaze fell on He Rongfei, and he caught a glimpse of Qingchen Immortal Venerable standing behind Liu Fengmian with an indifferent expression.

The author has something to say:

Ye Qingfeng: I really want to chop off those hands, only I can touch Feng Mian's hands.

He Rongfei: My god gave me love and warmth, but instead of reciprocating, I even wanted to blaspheme.

Liu Fengmian: Don't leave your name behind when you do good deeds, you're welcome.