Cannon Fodder Disciple Dressed as a Master[Transmigration Book]

"Master."

Qian Wei turned around and stood up almost reflexively, taking two steps back.

In his mind, he recalled the words of the merman Zhufu——

"It seems that your master has deceived you."

"Your master wants to kill you and use you to leave the icy world."

The cloak in Yan Chen's hand was still fluttering with the wind. He maintained the previous posture of bending down. Seeing that Qian Wei was a little wary away from him, he slowly straightened up: "Tianhan, sitting here will hurt your body." .”

Qian Wei's whole body was a little stiff, he was willing to trust Immortal Yan Chen, but Zhu Fu's words were like a thorn in his heart, and it was inevitable that he felt a little uncomfortable.

But thinking of how many times he saved himself before, and even almost sacrificed himself to the mouth of the Sand Demon Worm, Qian Wei shook his head, dispelling the suspicious thoughts in his mind: "I'm about to leave the Ice Realm soon, I've stayed here for so long. Some are reluctant. Hahaha, so come out for a walk."

Not long after Qian Wei transmigrated into this book, he entered the Frozen Land. To him, the Frozen Land was indeed more familiar than the outside world.

Xianzun Yanchen's eyes flowed like water, showing a trace of self-blame: "If I were a better teacher, I wouldn't have to bring you in here."

"Master, what did you say? If you hadn't acted decisively at the beginning, I might have been eaten by sand demon insects. It was Master who saved me."

That's right, it was the Immortal Yan Chen who saved him... At that time, the Immortal Yan Chen could have escaped by himself, there was no need to come back to save him.

He fell into the icy realm with him because he saved him.

Thinking of this, Qian Wei's originally tangled heart relaxed a lot. He reached out and took the cloak in Yan Chen's hand, and wrapped himself up: "It's really cold, let's go back."

He jumped off the stone platform, preparing to follow Immortal Yan Chen back to the city.

But Immortal Yan Chen stretched out his hand at this moment, his slender fingers grasped the knot in front of him, and tied it for him.

At such a close distance, Xianzun's long white hair slid across his cheeks, and under his slender neck was fair skin. The man in front of him was not only handsome, but he seemed to be filled with the aura of heaven and earth. The colorful immortal shirt is shining brightly on him.

Qian Wei lost his mind for a moment. In their era, there were countless handsome celebrities, men and women, but none of them could compare with the person in front of him.

Is it really because of the hero in the novel?

"Let's go."

After tying the knot, Immortal Yan Chen walked side by side with him.

Under the soft icy light, the two of them walked slowly in the empty streets of Fengbing City.

There was silence and the atmosphere was a little awkward, Qian Wei scratched his cheek, recalling a saying on the Internet about alleviating embarrassment, he just laughed.At that time, it was written on the Internet: Smiles are contagious, and your laughter will stimulate the laughter nerves of other colleagues. If everyone laughs together, they will not feel embarrassed.

He coughed a little at this thought, and then suddenly laughed out of nowhere: "Hahaha."

Immortal Yan Chen turned his head and looked at him quietly.

Qian Wei felt like a big fool at this moment.

Countless book titles floated through my mind, "Cold Chatting, First Aid Topics", "Extreme Chatting Cheats", "100 Ways of Chatting", "Tips for Blind Dates and Love Talks"...but none of them seemed to be useful.

"Master..."

What to talk about, talk about something quickly!Qian Wei blushed: "Did Master have dinner?"

At this moment, the chat skills of the aunt next door saved him.

"Cultivators are not greedy for their mouths." Yan Chen's answer was the same as before.

Qian Wei smiled awkwardly: "That's right... I feel that I eat very little... But if there is delicious food, I still want to try it again. Master, after leaving the icy world, what Master wants most is do what?"

Immortal Yan Chen didn't answer, he turned sideways, his beautiful hair was blown by the wind, shining brightly and beautifully under the reflection of the ice wall of Fengbing City, like an exiled immortal, unattainable and rich Jun Lang: "What do you want to do?"

"I want to marry a daughter-in-law." Qian Wei was single for many years in his previous life, and he is still a baby now.

Immortal Venerable's eyes looked at each other all of a sudden, his eyes were deep, which made Qian Wei's heart skip a beat for some reason. In order not to make the atmosphere awkward, he even made a joke: "It's better to marry someone as good as Master. Hahaha, half of the master is fine."

His words, like rocks falling in water, suddenly created ripples around the two of them.

Qian Wei trembled... What's going on?Feeling more awkward.

Only a moment later, the immortal in front of him suddenly stretched out his hand and tapped Qian Wei's forehead lightly. A warm breath floated between the two of them. He could smell the faint fragrance of his body, which was elegant and soft.

Because the distance is so close, the distance between the two seems to be as thin as paper. He can see the exquisite face of the Immortal Yan Chen and those deep eyes, and he hears his voice as if vibrating through the air. , into the ears.

"Silly."

Qian Wei felt his cheeks turn red for no reason, he scratched his hair dryly, and didn't continue talking.

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Two days passed quickly, and Frost Ling had completely controlled Fengbing City.

During Qian Wei's stay in Fengbing City, he hardly saw him. It seemed that he was busier than a dog when he returned to the throne of the domain lord.

"grown ups."

Just as Qian Wei counted with his fingers when he would be able to leave the icy land, a guard came to call him: "Master, please come over."

Are you going to drive "Xiangxiantan" to send them away?

Qian Wei stood up stiffly, "Okay, I'll go."

He followed the footsteps of the guards, but the guards did not take him to the direction of the main hall, but out of Fengbing City.He felt a little strange: "Isn't Hanshuangling in the city?"

"The domain master is on the snowy mountain. In the morning, a few snow and ice beasts made trouble, and he went to deal with it."

"Oh."

Qian Wei then followed out of the swamp and went up to the snow mountain behind Fengbing City.

The slope of the snow-capped mountain was very high, and the guards had turned back. Qian Wei climbed alone for more than three hours before reaching the top of the mountain.

From a distance, I saw Hanshuangling lying on the snow, surrounded by the corpse of a snowshuang ice beast. His blue hair was particularly conspicuous, blowing wantonly in the wind.

Seeing Qian Wei approaching, Han Shuangling raised her hand and waved: "Turtle crawling? So slow."

When Qian Wei walked in front of him, Frost Ling threw him a bag, only to see that the bag was full of crystals removed from the Snow Frost Ice Beast: "So many..."

"Hurry up and use it all up. Aren't you leaving the icy world today? You can't do without spiritual power."

Han Shuangling wiped off the blood on her cheek.

"That won't take so much."

"Stop talking nonsense, just use it here, hurry up. Your master will come over later, and we will open the "Xiangxiantan" here. "

Since he said that, Qian Wei couldn't refuse any more, so he squatted down and posed like a shit, absorbing the spiritual power in the crystal piece by piece.

Han Shuangling sat cross-legged beside him, and the wind and snow seemed to be integrated with him, slowly wrapping around him.

There are a lot of crystals, and the absorption is slow one by one, but after more than half an hour, most of the bag is finally consumed.

"The Ice Realm is also good. If you are willing to stay, I can prepare crystals for you every day in the future, so as not to hinder your promotion. The lifespan of a cultivator is so long, so what if it is 1 years, when the time is up, You can go again."

Han Shuangling beside her suddenly spoke.

Qian Wei only thought he was talking nonsense, and said: "The love of Supreme Treasure can't last for 1 years, so I'm going to die of boredom here."

"Who is Supreme Treasure?"

"Uh... It's the reincarnation of a monkey. Before the reincarnation, the monkey made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace, and it can change 72 times. It's a powerful thief."

Han Shuangling stretched her legs: "You always say some inexplicable things, sometimes I don't think you are like a person from Jiutian."

"Is there? I don't think so." Qian Wei changed the topic, "My spiritual power is almost saturated, and there is so much left in Ningjing."

Han Shuangling stood up, and he raised his hand to grab it in the air, and the remaining crystals in the bag fell into his hands.He slowly patted the snow on the hem of his clothes, and looked at Qian Wei: "Your master is here."

Sure enough, just under the horizon at the end of the snow-capped mountain, a person came slowly. The person was thin and straight, and his long white hair seemed to be tied up in the future, fluttering slightly behind him.

"Master." Qian Wei stood up immediately.

Han Shuangling's expression was completely different from before, he fixed his eyes on the visitor: "Have you decided?"

Yan Chen Xianzun lowered his eyes: "Yes."

"Okay." He raised his hand suddenly, and a wisp of frost and snow brushed past Yan Chen's side, and a stream of blood immediately overflowed, flowing in the air like a stream of water, and slowly hovering in his palm, "but May you not regret it."

After all, Frost Ling chanted a spell, and the blood water slowly fell to the ground as if it had vitality, and then stretched into a huge formation in an instant!

The moment the formations met end to end, all the ice surfaces in the formation collapsed, forming streams of water like waterfalls. When the water filled the entire formation, a huge pool of water was formed in this way. Like the stars in the universe, they are constantly lingering, and even many faint lights can be seen.

"Is this...Xiangxiantan..." Qian Wei was a little shocked.

Han Shuangling didn't answer, he looked at Immortal Yan Chen, who stood there indifferently.

Han Shuangling closed her eyes slightly: "It's better not to have the mark of restraint on the person with the root of the sky spirit, otherwise it may not be able to reach the Nine Heavens and Seven Mountains. I need to transfer the mark of restraint on the immortal to other people."

At this moment, Qian Wei raised his head in astonishment, and looked at Immortal Yan Chen in disbelief: "What..."

"Your master can transfer his 1 years to your body. Of course, only the domain master can do this."

"After the transfer, can the other person leave the frozen land?"

"No, unless the time on the transferred person is exhausted or died, the other person can leave."

Will not……

It won't be like Zhu Fu said...

Qian Wei felt that his hands had started to tremble at some point, and an indescribable horror spread from the bottom of his heart.

He raised his head and looked at Han Shuangling: "After the transfer, can the other person leave the ice world?"

He asked the question that he had asked the merman Zhufu back then.

Han Shuangling froze all over, he suddenly realized what Qian Wei might have heard, and was about to explain, but unexpectedly, the Immortal Yan Chen behind him swung his sleeves and sacrificed the "Hanguang Biyue Sword"!

The dark green long sword stabbed at Qian Wei instantly with a huge spiritual force!

Qian Wei dodged sideways in despair, his clothes flicked past the blade, and were cut into two pieces.

"Xianjun!" Han Shuangling wanted to stop her.

Unexpectedly, the sword struck again from behind, piercing Qian Wei's shoulder directly, nailing him to the snow ground!

"Ah!!" Blood overflowed from the broken wound on his body, and the severe pain all over his body finally made Qian Wei unable to restrain himself, and screamed out.

Han Shuangling gritted her teeth, and glared at the people beside her: "Why do you hurt him, can he still resist?"

Qian Wei, who was nailed to the snow by the sword, was severely suppressed by the "Hanguang Biyue Sword". The severe pain seemed to squeeze his internal organs together. He tried his best to look at the person above his head, but Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, blurring his vision.

He only saw that handsome figure standing condescendingly in front of him, he couldn't see his face clearly, he could only hear his voice: "Transfer the bondage mark."

"Master...you want to kill me..."

Qian Wei struggled to speak: "Then why...you...saved me..."

"Because the Ice Land requires two people to leave." Yan Chen's voice was cold and cruel.

"Master...you can escape...why do you want to accompany me...into the icy realm..."

"Because I was exhausted by you, and my cultivation was ruined. At that time, I didn't have my awakened Heavenly Spiritual Root. Even if I fought with the Sand Demon Worm, I had no chance of winning."

No, that's not the case...

Qian Wei's mind flashed that Immortal Yan Chen was devoured by sand monsters in order to save him, was soaked in blood in order to save him, and damaged his spiritual power in order to save him...

He would never believe that he really wanted to kill him!

"Master..."

He opened his mouth, struggled to crawl on the ground, stretched out his blood-stained hand, trying to grab the corner of Yan Chen's clothes.

Immortal Yan Chen took a step back, only blood marks left on his clothes...

At that moment, Qian Wei shed tears for the first time, his arms were still hanging in front of him, and the blood penetrating into his clothes was still dripping from his fingertips, which could not be touched even though he was separated by a short distance.

"Master won't kill me..." Qian Wei's voice was hoarse and sad, "I know...Master must have some reason... Please tell me, Master..."

Don't abandon him, don't abandon him...

"I'm not your master. The moment you destroyed my spiritual root, you and my master and apprentice have long since died." Yan Chen was so indifferent.

Qian Wei tried his best to get closer, but he retreated further, so far that he couldn't touch it no matter how much he paid.

The wind blowing from the ground blurred his vision, and he just crawled on the ground like a dying insect.

"Transfer the mark of restraint." Xianzun Yanchen reminded again.

Han Shuangling still couldn't bear it in her heart, but she still came to Qian Wei's side: "Okay."

He bent down and put his palm on the back of Qian Wei's neck. A huge force pressed into his neck in an instant. This force was stronger and more painful when stabbed by the previous sword. His bones seemed to be squeezed crazily by something, and blood surged from the bottom of his throat and overflowed the corner of his mouth.

He wanted to speak, but he couldn't hear a sound when he opened his mouth desperately. There were tinnitus in his ears, sweat dripping from his eyes, and cruel pain all over his body. All these made Qian Sanwei feel fear, fear, despair.

He wanted to resist, but he was exposed to the sun like a speck of dust. He raised his head, and the highest position in the sky was a height that he would never be able to reach!

Is he dying?

This time... Is he finally going to die completely like the cannon fodder in the original book...

The severe pain made him suffer every minute and every second, and he didn't even know how much time had passed...was it a second, a quarter of an hour, or even longer?

"Master, how about my move just now? Is it okay?"

"That's right, we still need to control our spiritual power."

"Master, I don't think this hammer is suitable for my style. Can I change it to a sword? It's also fine to replace it with a knife. This hammer really doesn't look good."

"Just this one."

"Master..."

"I'm here, take someone away quickly!"

"How is Master feeling? Are you feeling better?"

"Ah."

"I... I will drag Master down..."

"It doesn't matter. I will always help you until you step on the path of heaven."

Everything from the past was passing by before his eyes like a revolving lantern, Qian Wei prostrated on the ground, his fingers dug into the snow tightly because of enduring the pain, all of them were bloody wounds.

Was all this a lie?

He thought he could change the plot...he already changed the fate of the cannon fodder that was supposed to be hacked into pieces, didn't he...but why...

Why did he still have to die in the end...

"Xianjun, look at the sky!"

Standing on the top of the snow-capped mountain, Han Shuangling suddenly noticed something. He raised his head and looked at the sky above his head. He saw that in the distant sky, the tumbling clouds gradually appeared iridescent colors. Those colors were mixed in the clouds and tumbling continuously. Jumping, slowly coming towards the top of the mountain.

This is……

A sign of ascending to transcend tribulation?

Immortal Master Yan Chen also raised his head, and the tumbling clouds blew a huge wind, and those winds continued to rage around him, rolling up countless snowflakes.

Someone is going to break through and upgrade here.

Breakthrough promotion is different from others. There will be no lightning calamity in the same stage of promotion, but it is often during the breakthrough stage that thunder calamity will appear.The breakthrough here refers to crossing a whole new class, such as breaking through from the late foundation establishment stage to the Jindan stage.

The biggest difference between the foundation building stage and the golden elixir stage is that the golden elixir stage is cultivated out of the golden elixir!

The human body is just a skin, which survives in the world, can eat, drink, cry and laugh, and the golden elixir is another body of a person. As long as the golden elixir is not destroyed, no matter how badly the skin is damaged, it can Can survive!

However, there are not many people who have broken through to the golden core stage in the heavenly realm.

There are many immortal cultivators in the world who dare not break into the realm even in the late stage of foundation establishment, or even the Dzogchen in the foundation establishment stage, because it is difficult to cultivate because of the difficulty of crossing the catastrophe!Between the Foundation Establishment Stage and the Golden Core Stage, there is a barrier that many practitioners cannot cross in their entire lives. This barrier is the real threshold that cannot be crossed!

But Feng Ganwei made a breakthrough. At such a time of despair, even in the icy land with no spiritual power, he broke through his state of mind and reached the golden core stage.

The cultivation base on his body began to boil continuously!

"I've been in this icy realm for 10 years, and no one has ever been able to advance here!" Han Shuangling couldn't believe it. How long had it been since he had seen Lei Jie?

And no, if Feng Qianwei wants to upgrade, his spiritual power is not enough, even if he absorbed so many crystals just now!

There is a huge difference between the spiritual power of the Golden Core Stage and the Foundation Establishment Stage. If the spiritual power of the Foundation Establishment Stage is the size of a teacup, then the Golden Core Stage is a whole teapot.

If Feng Ganwei breaks through to upgrade at this time, even if he survives the thunder tribulation and successfully ascends to the golden core stage, he will directly drop the rank due to lack of spiritual power, and fall back to the cultivation level. By then, the damage will be a thousand times greater than it is now hundred times!

"No, you have to stop him!" Han Shuangling said.

The clouds kept rolling, reflecting on the pale eyes of Immortal Yan Chen: "No need."

"But his spiritual power is not enough at all!" Han Shuangling worried, but just as he said this, he suddenly seemed to understand something, and looked at Immortal Yan Chen in disbelief, "Could it be that you..."

"Guardian."

Immortal Master Yan Chen retracted the "Han Guang Bi Yue Sword", and rushed the blade towards the sky.

The thunder calamity was already brewing in the clouds, when the first thunder calamity fell from the sky, the Hanguang Biyue Sword burst out with absolute light, attracting the thunder calamity to the sword!

The crackling sound jumped violently above his head, and Immortal Master Yan Chen suppressed the blood in his mouth, resisting the fall of Thunder Tribulation with his magic weapon.

Seeing that Immortal Yan Chen was resisting the thunder disaster, Han Shuangling couldn't help stepping forward to protect the dharma. A barrier enveloped the sky above her head, slowly protecting Qian Wei who was on the snow.

The clouds in the sky became more and more dense, and there were bursts of roars between the clouds. The clouds squeezed and collided with each other, and the second thunder came down with a "bang".

Sparks shot out from Frost Ling's barrier, and cracks opened around the barrier.

But soon, on the third and fourth rounds, Lei Jie was no longer as slow as at the beginning, but struck down one after another in unison, and finally broke the barrier with a "crash", and came straight down towards Qian Wei. !

At this critical moment, Immortal Yan Chen suddenly rushed to the sky, he grasped the hilt of the "Hanguang Biyue Sword", and blocked it directly above his head!Thunder Calamity fell down with a crackling sound, and a huge force burned his body in an instant!

At the same time, Qian Wei, who was lying on the ground bleeding all over the place, instantly felt the pain in his body disappear... He found himself standing on a piece of cold scorched earth, the sky was so low that he could almost reach it with his hand. Touch the wisps of floating clouds.

In the very center of the scorched earth, there was a standing icicle, the icicle was crystal clear, he stepped forward and saw his own shadow projected on it.

Yes, my own shadow is not Feng Ganwei, but the self who is busy at work in the real world.

He saw himself busy writing code in front of the computer, and the product manager next to him smiled and handed him a glass of Coke; he saw the whole company holding his breath behind him, until the debugged project was successfully run, and everyone cheered; He saw the billboards behind the subway station constantly receding, and a child pointed at him and said to the woman beside him, "That big brother's earphones are so cool"; he saw the dawn light shining on the flowerpot on his window sill, The watermelon seeds spit out last year have grown seedlings and bloomed...

There is a voice in that dark sky, so close, yet so far away: "In this world, you are just a supporting role who is about to die... No matter if you get promoted, you will die early one day..."

Qian Wei quietly looked at himself in the icicle...

Yes, the body he is leaning over is just a supporting role...not even a supporting role, just a cannon fodder that will become a stepping stone when it first appears...

But he has come to this world...

From the very beginning, he looked at those people in this world with a playful attitude. Those characters were just described on paper, when they really appeared in front of his eyes.He felt their joys, sorrows and joys, and saw their more complete lives...

The world is so real...so is he...

He is no longer just Qian Wei who coded programs on the computer in the past, he is still Feng Ganwei, a disciple of the Zetian Mountain School who was suffering, unable to break through his cultivation and despaired.

He changed him, he survived who he was and what he was.

He is in this book, he is in this story, and he is even more in this real world!Joy, anger, sorrow, arrogance, hatred, ignorance, whether it is pain or happiness, he wants to survive, and wants to live a real life.

Someone made a sacrifice for him, doesn't he deserve to live?Does everything have to go according to what happened in the book?

No, it is not.

This is no longer just the story of "The Immortal Master's Kingly Way", this is a brand new world, a world where Qian Wei lives, this world is so real, this world is alive!

Everyone in this world has the right to fight for their own destiny!

No matter how difficult it is, no matter how painful it is...go on!go on!

This is his own destiny!

His fate must not still be at the mercy of a book!

Suddenly, the shadow in the icicle who was busy in front of the computer seemed to sense something, he turned the back of the chair, stood up slowly, stretched out his hand, and stuck it on the icicle.

Qian Wei was stunned, and he slowly stretched out his hand...

The same palm, the same texture, the same two people.

The moment the palms touched in front of the icicle, it shattered like a mirror.

The last thunderbolt pierced through the body of Yan Chen Xianzun, and fell hard on Qian Wei's body. He was covered in blood and had already stood up from the snow.At this moment, it seemed that the shadow in the icicle held hands tightly with him, and raised his head to meet this thunder disaster!

There was only a loud bang of "Boom", and everything disappeared.

The cloud-covered sky cleared in an instant, and countless brilliance poured in from all directions, forming a huge and beautiful halo above the snow-capped mountains.

Frost Ling looked at the sky in disbelief, this is the first person to break through and ascend in the icy realm.

For millions of years, so many people have been expelled into the icy land. They are suffering and desperate. They can only struggle in it, struggling to survive... Not to mention breaking through and upgrading, as long as they can survive, they will not grow old. Not dying is already the best ending.

But at this moment, more people will see that it turns out that it is possible to advance in the ice world, and it turns out that it is also possible to break through in the ice world.

This seems to be a signal, a signal for those who have been driven into the ice world for a long time to see the dawn.

He stood there for a long time, and the clouds over the snow-capped mountains were so bright and dazzling.

At this time, the golden core in Qian Wei's body had already been formed, and his suddenly upgraded body needed a lot of spiritual power to maintain.

But the spiritual power in the icy land was too thin, and he, who was supposed to continuously absorb spiritual power from the outside, was completely paralyzed to the ground at this moment. Without a lot of spiritual power to maintain, the newly extended spiritual veins in his body had begun to shrink.

The severe pain made his whole body tremble uncontrollably, the blood under his throat began to pour out continuously, his consciousness gradually faded away, and he was groggy and curled up on the ground.

Suddenly a hand stretched out and lifted Qian Wei from the ground.

It is Yan Chen Xianzun.

He raised his hand, surged spiritual power on the wrist of his other hand and opened a bloody mouth, when the blood gushed out from the bloody mouth, Immortal Yan Chen put his wrist on the edge of Qian Wei's mouth .

Qian Wei was already in a coma, and only a small amount of spiritual blood flowed into his mouth, which could not satisfy the spiritual power he was constantly thirsting for.

"You can use Ningjing for him!" Han Shuangling said anxiously beside her, "Your speed is too slow."

Before Qian Wei still had a small half bag of Ningjing unused, he returned it to him.

"The spiritual blood of Tianlinggen can spread in the body more than the spiritual power in the crystal." Yan Chen lowered his eyes, "I will save him."

When he said this, he suddenly lowered his head and bit his wrist, blood slid down his snow-white neck, and countless blood was contained in his mouth.

Then he leaned down, and his long hair slid across Qian Wei's face.

Qian Wei opened his eyes in a daze, and he saw Yan Chen's face slowly approaching, staring at him without blinking.

"Master..."

He murmured.

Qian Wei saw the bright red blood on his lips, and something invisible in his eyes...

He opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly the lips of Immortal Yan Chen fell down, and a stream of blood was ingested from between his mouth and teeth. The blood was full of spiritual power, and after falling from his throat, it continued to moisten the blood in his body. Lingmai.

At that moment, Qian Wei's eyes widened suddenly, he was almost in disbelief, and even his reaction was stopped!

Master——

"Well..." Yan Chen Xianzun's lips are strong and fiery, completely different from his previous gentle and cold personality. Jiu Qianwei was firmly pressed to the ground, his hair was entangled by his fingers, his His waist was hugged tightly by him, and he could feel his beating heart through his skin against his abdomen.

"Master..."

He finally made a faint sound.

The blood in Xianzun Yan Chen's mouth had already been drunk, he slowly moved his lips away, and his breath blew along his cheeks to the hair beside his ears, and he heard his voice: "After the promotion, You lack a lot of spiritual power, and only my spiritual blood can save you right now."

"Do you want to survive?"

Survive... Of course he wants to survive!

Immortal Yan Chen turned his face sideways, and his slender neck appeared in front of Qian Wei's eyes. Qian Wei could see the beating spiritual veins under his fair skin, where there was a steady stream of spiritual blood that could maintain his spiritual power after he was promoted.

This is to make him drink his blood!

Qian Wei finally stopped being slack, he opened his mouth and wanted to bite his spiritual veins, but after all, he was a successor who practiced the core values ​​of socialism and the civilization of the state of etiquette, and he had never seen the matter of drinking blood.

The white teeth rubbed back and forth on Yan Chen's neck, and the lips and teeth kept sniffing and licking her neck.

Immortal Master Yan Chen took a deep breath, licking like this, like a caress between lovers, almost aroused the love flower Gu in his body.

He reached out and wrapped Qian Wei in his arms, picked him up and sat on his waist: "What are you doing?"

"Master, Master..." Qian Wei almost cried, he pressed against his chest, "I won't."

Immortal Master Yan Chen heaved a sigh of relief, and he actively drove his spiritual power to open the spiritual vein on his neck. The severe pain made him groan.

But resisting to cover the back of Qian Wei's head, he slowly supported him close to the bloody opening on his neck.

Qian Wei smelled his neck again, and finally bit the spirit vein deep in her neck.That is the mouth where the spiritual acupoints gather, and countless spiritual powers are hovering in it!

Qian Wei's teeth were deeply embedded in the bloody mouth, and then he began to gulp down his spiritual power.

Immortal Master Yan Chen almost bounced slightly in pain, and then grabbed his back tightly with both hands!

This pain was dozens of times worse than before. This was the spiritual blood in the living spiritual veins, which directly absorbed all the spiritual power in his body!

Qian Wei's spiritual veins that were about to shrink quickly grew at this moment, like bamboo roots buried deep in the soil, expanding towards the whole body in all directions, and the abundant spiritual power directly expanded his spiritual consciousness several times.

Xianzun Yanchen watched as his spiritual power gradually became more abundant, while his own spiritual power continued to decline. When the spiritual power dropped to a certain level, he felt that his spiritual consciousness suddenly shrank, just like the original surge. The tide suddenly turned into a stream, and I felt that the body's consciousness began to slowly dissipate, and my strength was almost exhausted...

Because of the lack of spiritual power, his spiritual veins shrank, and he lost his rank.

However, Qian Wei was still absorbing his spiritual power continuously. Immortal Yan Chen had already experienced dizziness and trembling, and his body began to reflexively want to reject Qian Wei, but when he thought that he would need a lot of spiritual power after he was promoted, he tried his best to hold on with.

The spiritual power in Qian Wei's body is getting more and more filling...

Finally he stopped, the pain in his body disappeared, even the shoulder that was stabbed by Yan Chen's sword before was no longer wounded.

After breaking through to the golden core stage, he needs to adjust his breath on the spot to adapt to the spiritual veins in his body. Just when he was about to cross his knees, suddenly the "Hanguang Biyue Sword" of Immortal Yan Chen pulled directly from the snow full of blood. And got up, rushed towards him.

Qian Wei was taken aback. Reflexively, he got up and took two steps back, using his spiritual power to block the blade, and looked at the already weak Yan Chen on the ground in disbelief: "Master? Why are you..."

Immortal Master Yan Chen slowly stood up from the ground. He was almost exhausted, but he forced himself to walk towards the Immortal Killing Pool step by step.

The Immortal Killing Pond is a ten thousand zhang deep pool, and countless backflowing waters are constantly circling in the pool, like a compass in the starry sky, stretching as far as the eye can see.

Han Shuangling seemed to have expected it long ago, and he stood beside him without saying a word.

Qian Wei watched helplessly as Immortal Yan Chen gradually approached the Immortal Killing Pond. The "Han Guang Biyue Sword" in front of him trapped him in place, unable to move forward at all.

"Master!!"

Qian Wei shouted loudly.

A gust of wind blew up Immortal Yan Chen's clothes. At this moment, Qian Wei saw the imprint of restraint on Immortal Yan Chen's shoulder...the color became deeper...

Wait, didn't Frost Ling transfer his bondage mark to herself before?

He seemed to be frozen, and slowly stretched out his hand to touch the back of his neck. The brand mark that was originally made on that place was smooth and flat, and there was nothing on it...

how is this possible……

He stared blankly at the immortal monarch standing in the wind, at the cold, lofty, never-smiling person who saved him from fire and water time and time again, drenched in the cold wind, as if rushing to the battlefield, he stepped forward to kill Xiantan.

He finally knew...from the beginning to the end, Immortal Yan Chen never wanted to kill him.

He wanted to sacrifice himself and send him away from the icy world!

"Why do you hate me so much! Why! Why, Master!"

Qian Wei roared: "Isn't this like... asking me to kill Master with my own hands?!"

Immortal Yan Chen heard his pain and despair, and he turned around slowly.Frost and snow brushed the long white hair beside his ears, and the long hair brought a soft wind, and it seemed that the wind brought the long hair, and the frost and snow flew high in the air, surrounding him: "Life is like An ant walking among the stones, green branches and leaves growing on the trees, heavy waves rolling up, roaring sounds hidden in the shells...the dusty road is long, the mountains and rivers are heavy, and I have walked this road for too long."

"In the future, the suffering of the three thousand worlds will be suffered by you alone... Live well."

"Master!!" At this moment, all the surrounding voices seemed to have stopped, Qian Wei desperately stretched out his hand, but there seemed to be a distance that could never be crossed between the two of them!

He just watched helplessly as the person in front of him closed his eyes, stretched out his hands, and jumped off the Immortal Killing Pond!

"Master—"

The moment the master of the Hanguang Biyue Sword fell,