Master is dedicated to playing the villain

Brother Immortal, you won’t kill me.

"Master!" Qingluan found that Xia Churan was injured, and instinctively wanted to protect the master. The moment it tried to rush out of the sea of ​​consciousness, the consciousness that suppressed him suddenly attacked.

But in the blink of an eye, Qingluan passed out and was silent again.

Xia Churan sensed Qingluan's abnormality. While trying to awaken Qingluan in the sea of ​​consciousness, he held the edge of the sword with one hand and tried to draw it out, "I don't believe it, but Master has something to hide?"

Qiu Wanxuan took a deep breath and said with a sneer like self-deprecating, "Why should I bother with a dying man?" After speaking, she slapped Xia Churan with her palm.

The boy was shot flying ten meters away and landed heavily.

Blood gushed out from the wound, dyeing the black clothes dyed by Chu Xia even more heavily, soaking them into a complete black.

At the same time, that palm made his blood surge, and along with the stagnant qi in his heart, it rushed up to his throat.

Supporting his body with his elbows, he suppressed the surging fishy sweetness, and looked up to see Qiu Wanxuan walking with his sword in hand.

The severe pain and the uncontrollable mourning in his heart made him instinctively summon the sword to resist. The moment the sword tip pointed at the opponent, he saw Qiu Wanxuan's footsteps paused slightly.

Hope ignited in his eyes, "Master..."

Qiu Wanxuan forced herself not to look at the protruding wound on Xia Churan's shoulder, she collected herself, and at the same time she swung her long sword, and with a bang, the sword in Xia Churan's hand was blown away.

Then he was condescending, and the tip of the sword fell inch by inch from top to bottom, reflecting the sharp edge in Xia Churan's pupils.

Xia Churan looked at the icy sword tip and the bone-piercing sword intent, and the killing intent contained in it made him feel chills all over his body.

Master is really going to kill him.

This cognition made him unbelievable, disappointment and resentment hit him at the same time, the blood in his body boiled, a frenzied force spread from the depths of his bone marrow and meridians, and the moment the sword tip fell, a powerful monster erupted. Qi formed a barrier to block the sword edge.

His voice trembled uncontrollably, "Brother Immortal, you won't kill me."

Qiu Wanxuan trembled when she heard this sentence, how could it be possible?Xia Churan actually remembered?

When he fell into the dream, he had obviously used the concealment technique, so it was impossible for the other party to recognize him.

He clenched the hilt of the sword as hard as he could, so as not to show the trembling between his fingers. He forced himself to be calm, and stabbed down heavily with a straight face and expressionless.

He heard himself say in a cold voice: "Don't confuse me with your idle imagination when you were there."

The tip of the sword seemed to be slowed down, and fell bit by bit in Xia Churan's sight, and the remaining hope in his heart was also crushed and wiped out inch by inch by the falling edge.

His voice was hoarse, revealing the last struggle before despair: "You lied to me...I don't believe it."

Qiu Wanxuan's palms clenched on the hilt of the sword were already covered with cold sweat. He told himself in his heart that he should not hesitate to save the child's life, so he made up his mind and stabbed down hard again, barely drawing the line of his lips and sneering: "You Brother Immortal, would he treat you like this?"

The temperature in the young man's eyes was being extinguished little by little, and the monster shield wall was completely shattered at this moment.

The tip of the sword pierced into flesh and blood, and the awe-inspiring sword energy poured in from the wound to attack Xia Churan's limbs and bones unscrupulously. He seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, and the chill spread from his bone marrow. Take his last bit of body temperature and remaining will.

He lowered his head to look at the sharp blade piercing his body, and the last spark in his eyes was completely extinguished, turning into a dead silence.

The warm figure of the fairy brother and the cold face of the person in front of him were completely torn apart in his heart.

He was wrong, ridiculously wrong.

Xia Churan uttered a desperate cry, and a strong demonic aura roared out of it, forming a ring-shaped hurricane, where the two of them were located was the eye of the hurricane.

The hurricane stripped and smashed layers of the canyon and mountains, and the evil spirit condensed into arrows, attacking from all directions.

This demonic aura is several times stronger than before, and the arrows are coming very fast. Qiu Wanxuan was startled, and when she was about to resist, she suddenly felt that the arrows stopped in mid-air before they were about to pierce him.

The evil spirit automatically avoids to form a circular barrier, roaring recklessly outside the barrier, almost causing landslides and ground cracks, but it didn't hurt Qiu Wanxuan in the slightest.

Qiu Wanxuan looked at the young man in surprise, there was a thin stream of water in his reddish eyes, but there was despair and pain in his eyes.

His heart seemed to be pulled hard by something, and the pain made it difficult for him to breathe.

At this time, Xia Churan didn't want to hurt him either.

The strong sense of guilt generated by this recognition was like a mountain weighing heavily on his heart, making him fall into an abyss.

Mo Ling sensed his emotions, was silent for a while, and said, "You are saving him."

Qiu Wanxuan felt a hot current rushing to the eye sockets, he pressed it down, tightly grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and pressed down heavily, the sword edge penetrated Xia Churan's chest completely at this moment .

Xia Churan was unable to struggle any longer, and the severe pain in his body engulfed him. He could almost feel the sharp edge of the sword cutting through his heart, and at the same time, a sword intent locked on his spiritual platform, crushing his consciousness instantly.

He completely gave up struggling, and fell into the darkness uncontrollably.

The evil whirlwind stopped suddenly, Qiu Wanxuan looked at the fainting young man, shook her four fingers, and the long sword fell to the ground with a clang.

He suppressed the violent heartbeat that almost made his chest ache, and at the same time let down his strength, dripped a drop of hot liquid from the corner of his eyes, and even his heels went limp, and he staggered a bit.

Mao Qiu was stunned and clapped with the cat's paw cushion, "I have to say, your acting skills have improved a lot."

Mo Ling lit up the position of the demon bone in his sight, "Hurry up, this kid's spirit is very powerful, I can't suppress it for too long, once the strange fire wakes up to protect the lord, you won't be able to move him."

The demon bone is between the two ribs below the shoulder, near the heart.

He calmed down for a while before sheathing his sword.Another dagger was drawn.

Worried that Xia Churan would hurt, he tried to cast a sleeping spell first.But as soon as the aura on the fingertips came on, it was stopped by the hair ball, "The original owner was awake to dig. Since you want to follow the plot, you have to follow the original book!"

Qiu Wanxuan trembled when she heard the words, how painful was that?

Can he do it?

Before he could react in a daze, Mo Ling said again: "This kid is invulnerable to all poisons, no anesthetics will work, so don't even think about using medicine."

Qiu Wanxuan's heart sank to the bottom, and finally ordered a few acupuncture points to seal off the boy's meridians, hoping to suppress some pain.

After making all the preparations he could, he took a deep breath and leaned down, aiming the sharp blade in the direction, holding the handle of the knife again, and stabbing into the opponent's chest.

Xia Churan was awakened by the pain, as if countless sharp knives were twisting his heart, and there was a creepy creaking bone grinding sound in his ears.

He barely opened his heavy eyelids, but saw the familiar face come into view, his eyes moved down, and the picture in front of him made his pupils tremble violently.

"What are you... doing?!" He tried to struggle, but found that his limbs were like lead, and he couldn't control them at all. His whole body was like a fish being slaughtered, lying on the chopping board dripping with blood, and his chest was twisted. Some are even more bloody.

Compared with the pain and the picture in front of him, what makes his scalp numb is that he has only one pair of eyes that can still see and one pair of ears that can still hear.

He could hardly imagine a more horrific torture than this horrifying picture.

The cold sweat oozed from Qiu Wanxuan's forehead, but she still tried her best to suppress the trembling that was transmitted from her heart to her whole body, and forced a sneer, "Didn't you see it all?"

Anger burned from all limbs, burning Xia Churan's eye sockets red, he gritted his teeth and spat out a sentence: "If you want to kill... kill."

Qiu Wanxuan didn't know how fast his heart was beating. He focused his eyes on the bone he finally found in the flesh and blood, trembling his fingers while gritting his teeth decisively.

Xia Churan gritted his teeth in pain, cold sweat kept oozing from his forehead, almost fainted, and a trace of blood was bitten from the corner of his lips.He could barely maintain a trace of consciousness in the pain, but compared to the pain in his body, his heart was completely numb from the pain.

With a "pop", Qiu Wanxuan's frowning brows were loosened, and accompanied by a frenzied heartbeat, she slowly took out a three-inch long bone, and finally exhaled a long breath.

"Why?" Xia Churan's low and hoarse voice was trembling, not sure if it was the pain, or the inability to accept this desperate reality——

Those white four fingers with sharp joints that were originally used to hold the sword, and the shiny soft fingertips that often brushed the cat's tail, were holding a pale bone of his with flesh and blood on it.

He couldn't figure it out no matter what, so he just killed him, why did he torture him like this?

What's more, he didn't understand that a person could be transformed into two people overnight. It was this person who gave him salvation, and it was also this person who sent him to hell.He could hardly tell what kind of ghostly soul lived under Qiu Wanxuan's beautiful skin.

Qiu Wanxuan didn't dare to look at Xia Churan's face at all, let alone the bloody wound. His heart was beating so fast that it was about to jump out of his chest.

In order to try his best to conceal the trembling of his fingertips, he had to hastily took out a handkerchief to wrap up the bone, put it into his sleeve, and then swallowed it in his dry throat, before he calmly said, suppressing the pain in his heart, "Why? Because You are the last dragon in this world, your keel is naturally very rare."

Hearing this sentence, Xia Churan's almost dead heart beat violently again, the anger burned out, turned into intense hatred, and gave birth to a frenzied but powerful force, rampaging in his body, almost instantly It is necessary to open the blocked meridians.

Mo Ling gasped when he saw this, and said in Qiu Wanxuan's mind: "How do you know to use these words to stimulate him? This kid was almost dead just now. Now that the power of the dragon vein is activated, he should be able to recover soon .”

Qiu Wanxuan's heart sank to the bottom, he didn't know, he was only able to maintain the last superficial calm by speaking harshly.

Hearing Mo Ling's words, he was finally encouraged and dared to look at Xia Churan's face.The young man's eyes were still dead when he just woke up, but now they are extremely sharp because of hatred, which is daunting.

This kind of words are effective, he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and continued to force himself: "I knew you were a dragon from the beginning, and all the things I did before were just to stimulate your awakening blood, so that you can dig out your blood." Just your bones."

"Despicable—" Xia Churan gritted her teeth, forcing herself not to listen to Qiu Wanxuan's words.

As if she was afraid that she would not be able to continue, Qiu Wanxuan's speech speed became faster, and she rushed to finish: "It's just that it's not convenient to start in the sect, but now I finally have the opportunity to dig up your bones and kill you. "

The evil energy around Xia Churan's body suddenly exploded hundreds of thousands of times, almost condensed into substance and soared into the sky, and the confinement of the meridians was completely broken away at this time.

Xia Churan's deep voice was icy cold, and he paused every word: "Accept me as a disciple just to wait for this day?"

The young man's voice was cold to the bone, and his eyes stared at Qiu Wanxuan with incomparable sharpness, almost tearing him into pieces.

Sensing the aura released by the young man, Mo Ling's tense nerves relaxed instead, and sighed: "This demonic aura is completely different from before, more domineering and pure. This is dragon aura, and he is going to transform into a dragon!"

Qiu Wanxuan didn't care about Hualong, but her heart ached because of Xia Churan's eyes and the bone-chilling chill released from the other party's body, as if it was himself who had his chest cut open.

Has he done it before?

But now that he has no way out, he can only make up his mind and answer in a hoarse voice: "Of course."

With these words, he saw that something in Xia Churan's eyes had completely disappeared. The formerly vivid pupils now seemed to be condensed into glaciers for millions of years, sinking heavily into the extremely dark sea.

Such eyes can't see any emotions that human beings should have, and just looking at them makes people tremble with fear.

The dragon energy surged like a rolling wave, condensed into a substance like a shield wall, roared all over Xia Churan, and then rushed to the sky, vowing to strangle everything.

Mo Ling instinctively protected the lord, erecting a barrier around Qiu Wanxuan's body to resist the attack of dragon energy.

Accompanied by a frightening dragon howl, Xia Churan turned into a giant and flew high into the sky. The dragon's body cast a large shadow, and the airflow around it formed a vortex, smashing all the rocks in the canyon and grinding them into flat ground.

Qiu Wanxuan looked up, the huge dragon head looked down at him, a deep bone wound on his chest was shocking, but what made Qiu Wanxuan even more shocked and heartbroken was the deep golden vertical pupils that contained Bone-piercing darkness and endless abyss.

Seeing such eyes, Qiu Wanxuan fell into a daze and grief, until Maoqiu shouted: "Don't be dazed! Wake him up."

When he came back to his senses and focused again, he saw that the wound on the dragon's body was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He clenched the hilt of his sword nervously. In the original Xia Churan's rampage, he attacked indiscriminately and almost shattered the Tianji Pagoda. It was Mo Ling who forcibly pulled his mind back.

But now that Qingluan is suppressed, who can wake up Xia Churan?

The black dragon roared up to the sky, and the whole ground trembled, even dispelling the illusion of the canyon, revealing the original appearance of this place, which was actually the first floor of the huge Tianji Tower.

In order to hide the truth from Xia Churan, Qiu Wanxuan asked Mo Ling to transform the first floor into a canyon exit, which made Xia Churan think that she had already left the tower.

Mo Ling said nervously: "I have to drive him out, if he roars twice, the tower will collapse."

"No!" Qiu Wanxuan looked up at the black dragon's deep golden vertical pupils, "If you let him go out like this, it will be exposed." How many people are around the tower, and everyone will know that the black dragon just appeared like this. This "uncle" will definitely kill him. He is still a young dragon, and he will definitely not escape.

Mao Qiu also yelled nervously: "We have to restore him to his human body, now that the subsequent plot is exposed, it's all over."

The black dragon bent down, and the huge dragon head approached Qiu Wanxuan. The latter looked very small in front of the dragon head. The black dragon looked at him with sharp vertical pupils, as if looking at a dead object, and then let out a loud roar. The strong airflow rushed straight, almost shattering Mo Ling's defense.

Qiu Wanxuan immediately opened a barrier to resist, and then flew into the air.

He lowered his eyes to look at the blade of the sword, then sank his heart, and told himself: This is the last time to swing the sword at this child.

The black dragon had already turned around and galloped towards him, his eyes froze, and he swung his sword to chop off!

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The sky was pitch black, and the Tianji Tower was extremely quiet. The people outside the tower had waited for a whole day without any movement, so they were a little impatient.

"Is the seventh level so difficult? How long has it been?"

At the exit of the canyon, more than a dozen people and horses have surrounded them, waiting to see who it is.

"Xia Churan is already a member of the Wanxiang Sect. Even if he got the Jingling inheritance, he won't be able to attract him. These people are all here to wait for Bai Xuan." Some people from the sect folded their chests and watched the excitement.

"But look at these people." Someone pointed to the heads of various sects who led the team and waited outside the canyon.

Especially conspicuous is the Wanxiang sect led by Confucianism, another man dressed as a demon cultivator leads a team of shadow guards, and the yellow shirts who have just arrived not long ago, the leader of the team looks arrogant.

Those who spoke went one by one, "Wanxiang School, Qisha City, and the yellow shirt uniforms, they are clearly people from the Pope's Palace. Which road is the one who can afford it? Let's just watch the excitement."

As if to confirm his words, the leader of the Pope's Palace is leading people to drive away several sect disciples, trying to seize the best location.

However, everyone dared to be angry and dare not speak up, so they could only obediently give up the territory.

Seeing this, Guan Ling pursed her lips and sneered, "Isn't it just relying on the support of Tianshu? It's really relying on the power of others."

Ru Zun shook his head slightly, "There is no way, the lineage of Tianshu is the inheritance of the way of heaven, with high morals and high prestige, and the five realms have to sell them some face."

Xu Yan crossed his arms and began to comment, "Don't tell me, if the human world doesn't have the Tianshu lineage to control the field, how can you be bullied by those demons and ghosts?"

There is a huge gap in strength between mortals and the other four realms, and only Tianshu can protect the safety of one realm.

"That's true." Guan Ling had to agree with this point.

While people were talking, the tower was already in a mess.

The seven-story pagoda was penetrated by the sword energy, and the layers of the pavilions were blasted to powder.

At the same time, with a bang, the black dragon was stunned by the soaring sword intent, fell straight from the sky, and hit the ground heavily. After a while, the smoke and dust dispersed, and the black dragon's huge body disappeared, leaving only the comatose Xia Churan.

Qiu Wanxuan didn't pause, and immediately said to Mo Ling, "Send him out of the tower."

After finishing speaking, I was worried, and added another sentence, "Don't send the exit of the canyon, change to a place where there is no one."

"I know, I know." Mo Ling muttered.A ray of light fell from the sky and enveloped the boy, and after a while, the unconscious figure disappeared without a trace.

Mao Qiu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and lay down on the ground sprawled, "It's not easy, I finally finished the key plot."

It finally feels like it's done, it's too tiring, it's exhausting to assist this host!

"It's not over yet." Qiu Wanxuan said in a deep voice.

The furball rolled its eyeballs and jumped up, "That's right! You're not dead yet!"

"However, according to the original method of death, it is definitely not possible."

The outbreak of the dyed dragon in early Xia didn't hurt this guy, and Mo Ling has become his golden finger, let alone hurt him, so how can the system reason?

Fuqiu sighed, it was almost unable to make up for this loophole.

Qiu Wanxuan said: "It's better to be simpler and delete my identity directly."

Hairball's eyes lit up, "Yes!"

Anyway, in the original book, only Xia Churan knew the cause of Qiu Wanxuan's death, and the others didn't know what happened at all.

There are different opinions on the cause of Sword Master's death, and it has always been a mystery. It was not until the end, when the defeated World Honored One questioned Xia Churan, who had already trampled the Five Realms under his feet, that he knew the truth, but he was powerless to take revenge.

So as long as it deletes Qiu Wanxuan's identity, the corresponding life lamp in the sect will go out, indicating that Sword Master is dead.

Qiu Wanxuan glanced at Shuxing and sighed slightly: "It's a good sword, what a pity."

When he spoke, he moved his palms vigorously, and saw the sword body vibrate and make a weeping hum.

The mournful cry of Sword Spirit was transmitted to Mo Ling, who hissed, "Are you really willing?"

There was a trace of hesitation in Qiu Wanxuan's eyes, but she still nodded firmly after a while, "Only when the sword of natal life is broken, can the sword master be confirmed dead."

Furball waved the cat mat and rubbed the corners of his eyes, almost shedding tears of relief from his old father, "Not bad, you finally know how to obey the original book."

In the original book, when the Tianji Tower collapsed, the fragments of Shuxing fell.

A dazzling light flashed, and the blade broke from it.

Mo Ling sighed, "Are you done?"

Qiu Wanxuan nodded, "It's time to close the tower."

At this time, in the Vientiane Zongming Lighthouse, the five life lights that were placed high on the top floor were shining brightly. Suddenly, a breeze blew by, and one of the wicks shook and went out suddenly.

The author says:

Master said that surgery is really difficult, TAT——

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!