Writing a thesis in the world of cultivating immortals

The two Fusu and Xiangyang rushed all the way, and it was time to return to Xiangfu.

Seeing the mansion shrouded in yin and full of resentment in front of him, Fusu squeezed the Yuxiao fan in his hand and walked inside.

Before entering the gate, there was a strong smell of blood and carrion.

A bad thought came to his mind, Xiang Yang's small face turned pale, until when he stepped into the gate and saw the remains of severed limbs on the ground, he couldn't help covering his mouth and retching.

Bu Tang from the imperial spirit bag suddenly jumped out and ran towards the mansion.

"Don't tangle!"

Startled, Xiang Yang quickly changed lanes.

However, Bu Tang didn't seem to hear it, and ran straight forward, disappearing from sight.

Fusu gently avoided the pile of flesh and blood at his feet and walked slowly inside. He looked at the familiar arrangement in front of him.

Looking at the familiar person lying on the ground, he pinched himself fiercely with the hand holding the fan, and even his hands were covered with blood, unconsciously.

Seeing Fusu walking inside, Xiang Yang immediately followed, but with a pale face, he didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

The two walked forward slowly, carefully avoiding the stones on the ground, and stepping on the dry dark red blood step by step, the hem of their clothes was stained with blood.

"master.."

Xiang Yang stretched out his hand, and gently held Fusu's bloody hand.

Fusu was startled, stopped, and slowly lowered his head to look at Xiangyang who was pulling him.

He stretched out his hand, gently wiped away the tears on his face, and rubbed his head as usual.

Feeling Fusu's gentle movements, Xiang Yang was stunned for a moment, his pale face was covered with tears, he bit his mouth to prevent himself from crying, and raised his hand to wipe his tears vigorously, but no matter who No matter how much I wiped it off, the tears continued to flow uncontrollably.

"Master...Master..."

Hearing Xiangyang's desperate and distressed cries, Fusu sighed softly, and then gently embraced Xiangyang in his arms, just like Xiangshi embraced him many years ago, tender and loving.

He looked up at the scene in front of him, corpses were strewn all over the field, blood flowed into rivers, and the sky was filled with gloom...

He still clearly remembered, when he left in the morning, the smiling faces of the servant girls, Fu Bo's hearty laughter, Xiang Hongyi's gratifying smile, and Xiang Shi's reluctance in his eyes.But for a few hours, it was a world of difference, a purgatory on earth.

Fusu glanced around, and when he saw the half-century old man lying on the ground with white lips, blood all over his body and a big hole in his chest, but with a faint smile on his face, his body trembled slightly.

Faber....

Fusu let go of Xiang Yang, took his hand and continued to walk inside.

Xiang Yang grabbed him back and tightly squeezed the sword in his hand.

The two walked all the way to the ancestral hall, but the familiar pavilion in the past is so strange now.

Looking somewhere in front of them, Su Yang and the others gradually stopped.

It's Xiang Hongyi and Xiang Shi...

Fusu lowered his eyes slightly, the blood on his hand flowed, fell to the ground, and mixed with the dark red blood all over the place.

Fusu walked in front of the two of them, often squatting down.

He raised his hand and gently wiped away the blood on Xiang Shi's face. He remembered that Xiang Shi loved to be clean the most. She must be very uncomfortable if her body was dirty, so Xiang Hongyi should feel distressed again.

Fusu looked at the two people hugging tightly in front of him, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, a tear slowly flowed from his eyes, and fell down his cheek onto Xiang Hongyi's blood-stained hand.

fortunately...

Luckily the two are still together...

Fusu raised his hand and lightly touched his face.

He cried?

He looked at the two people embracing each other and shook his head secretly, how could he cry.

It's just a thesis....

Fusu wiped off the tear stains on the thread, and shook his head slightly under Xiangyang's worried eyes.

He looked at the ancestral hall shrouded in gloom, his eyes narrowed slightly, the matter was not over yet...

"Go, go."

Fusu clenched the Yuxiao fan in his hand, and said to Xiangyang.

Xiang Yang watched him nod vigorously, and then looked in the direction of the ancestral hall with a determined face.

Because of the soul-calling array, the yin energy in the ancestral hall is even heavier, and there is also a strong devil energy in addition.

However, because most of the people were in the front hall, there were very few corpses here, only a few sparse ones.

Calling the soul array, summoning lonely souls and wild ghosts from all directions.

Fusu looked at the densely packed dead bodies in front of him, and finally understood the reason why he didn't see dead bodies all the way. The dead bodies that lost their target naturally gathered around the soul-seeking array.

Xiang Yang stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes, shock in his round eyes.

The ancestral hall was actually full of dead bodies, and those dead bodies were like headless flies, walking aimlessly around the summoning circle.

In addition to their own carrion, there was a large amount of scarlet flesh and blood on their bodies. A pair of white eyes were waiting, and their stinky black mouths were opened, with blue-black saliva flowing down the corners of their mouths, which was very disgusting.

Xu Shi smelled the breath of living people, they gradually let out hoarse growls, looked around with those eyeball-less eyes, and suddenly looked in the direction of Su Yang and Su Yang in unison.

not good!

Fu Su thought secretly while looking at the corpse walking towards them.

The number of dead bodies here exceeded his imagination, and because of the excessive killing, the hostility was even heavier. Judging from this situation, both of them had to die!

Fusu took a look at Xiang Yang, who was standing in front of him with a defensive face while holding a weapon, and his thoughts turned back and forth in an instant.

The story has already begun....

"Go! Go to Peach Blossom Residence!"

Fusu grabbed Xiangyang and ran towards Taohuaju quickly.

Peach Blossom Residence is the place where Xiangfu's aura is the most abundant, and it can slightly buffer the attack of the dead.

Because Peach Blossom Residence usually forbids outsiders from approaching, so there are no corpses and bloodstains around it.

Peach Blossom Jude Peach blossoms are in full bloom all year round, bright and beautiful, and fragrant.But after an hour, he gradually began to feel decadent.

The two walked into Taohuaju, Fusu looked at Xiangyang and said, "Go to my room and take out all the talisman papers in the inner room!"

Xiang Yang was taken aback when he heard the words, and seeing the dead body that was about to approach Taohuaju, he hurriedly said: "Master! You go with me"

Fusu looked at the dead body not far away, took out the Yuxiao fan and set a few wind blades, then looked at Xiangyang: "If you procrastinate, you and I will both die."

Xiang Yan was startled when he heard the words, then gritted his teeth and quickly ran to Fusu's wing.

Fusu watched him disappear from her sight, and sighed softly.Then he turned his head to look at the group of corpses, and took out the red umbrella from Shen Bi from the Nabao bag.

Fusu slowly opened the red umbrella, held it in a circle behind him.

Hopefully his villainous aura works here.

Fusu turned the red umbrella slowly towards the group of corpses just like in Fan Mushan.

The red umbrella was bright in color, like fresh blood, and there were some strange spells on it. With the movement of his rotation, the color of the red umbrella became more colorful, but it looked strange and evil, which made people feel cold.

Fusu turned the red umbrella slowly, the umbrella blocked his sight, he didn't know if it would be useful, after all, it wasn't his magic weapon, he was just betting.

Bet on the bugs of this world...

......

Holding the talisman paper, Xiang Yang quickly ran out of the wing room, and saw Fusu standing in front of Peach Blossom House, motionless.

He was startled, and hurried forward, seeing that Fusu was standing there safe and sound, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Turning his head to look at the group of corpses outside the door, he saw those huge groups of corpses at the entrance of Taohuaju, wandering aimlessly as if they had lost their target, with a low growl, and the blue-black saliva flowed straight down. Downstream, it looks disgusting.

Xiang Yang handed the whisk in his hand to Fusu, and Fusu took the talisman paper.

With a slight movement of the fingers, the aura surged, and the talisman papers flew out and stuck to the wall.

Fusu blocked Xiangyang's body without a trace, and following his movements, the corpses took a step back, as if they were affected by the talisman paper.

Fusu looked at the burning talisman in his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Those talisman papers were pasted on the wall, and suddenly burned. After a while, several talisman papers were burned up.

Xiang Yang was taken aback, and subconsciously leaned out slightly, who would have thought that following his movements, the group of corpses outside the door smelled the smell of strangers, and quickly attacked the two of them as if losing control.

The corpses of those dead bodies were rotting, and their bodies were covered with blood and flesh, following their movements.There was a strong stench coming towards the two of them, Fusu was startled, and hastily took out the jade fan and slammed it, and several dead bodies that were close were thrown backwards by the fan.

However, the group of corpses was too huge, one or two fell down and there were countless more.

They stretched out their scarlet hands and attacked the two of them. Seeing that the situation was not good, Fusu pulled Xiangyang and ran into the peach forest.

The speed of the corpses that came into contact with the strangers was much faster than before. Seeing the target fleeing, he let out a whining roar, and chased them with stiff but very sensitive steps.

But after a while, the entire Taohua Center was surrounded by corpses.

Fusu and Su were surrounded by a group, and the group of corpses didn't give them any time to relax, they roared and attacked them!

Fusu opened the jade fan to fight with him, and saw that when the corpses approached Fusu, there was a moment of hesitation, Fusu took the opportunity to quickly cut off his head with the jade fan, and followed him The dead body fell backwards and lost its movement.

Xiang Yang and Fu Su faced back to back, he took out his sword, and attacked those dead bodies fiercely, however, the vitality emanating from Xiang Yang's body attracted the dead bodies, they were ignorant, fearless of life and death, and attacked Xiang Yang without hesitation.

Xiang Yang is now at the foundation building stage, and will soon be powerless to parry.

Seeing a dead body attacking him quickly, Xiang Yang was startled, and hurriedly used the sword in his hand to block it, but the dead body broke the sword alive.

Xiang Yang was so shaken that he fell to the ground.

Those dead bodies quickly surrounded Xiang Yang, surrounded Xiang Yang, and they attacked him with their rotten hands. Xiang Yang was startled, closed his eyes, and covered his head with his hands, welcoming the arrival of death.

Suddenly there was a low hum in front of him, some warm liquid dripped on his face, and there was a smell of blood.

Xiang Yang was startled, a bad thought slowly crawled into his mind, he quickly opened his eyes.

I saw Fusu standing in front of him, he looked at him with a smile on his lips, scarlet blood slowly flowed out from the corners of his mouth.

And there was a rotten hand stuck in his chest, and the scarlet blood dripped slowly on his face through the red costume.

Fusu clenched the jade fan tightly in his hand, and attacked the dead body behind him with all his might.

The dead body was blown away, and the hand on Fusu's chest also left.

Feeling the pain in his chest, Fusu gave a low moan, lifted Xiang Yang up with the last bit of strength, and ran towards the nearest wing.

After closing the door, Fusu lost all strength, and fell forward violently, crushing on Xiangyang.

Xiang Yang was thrown to the ground by Fu Su, and his inertia caused his body to hit the ground heavily, but as if he couldn't feel it, he tightly hugged Fu Su who was leaning on him.

His hands were covered with blood, and the clothes on his body were gradually stained red by Fusu's blood. Looking at Fusu's pale cheeks, Xiang Yang asked in a trembling voice, "Master, how are you? Master, don't scare me." okay?"

Fusu leaned against him, listening to his heartbeat, a smile appeared on his pale face, as in the past, he said:

"Yangyang, master can't accompany you anymore"

Xiang Yang shook his head violently when he heard the words, his white eyes were pale, and his big eyes were full of despair.

Fu Su was made to cough a bit by his actions, he coughed twice, his face became paler, he raised his hand, and gently wiped away the tears from Xiang Yang's face.

Hearing Fusu's cough, Xiangyang didn't dare to move it anymore, he moved his body to the side, sat up slowly, and hugged Fusu in his arms.

Xiangyang covered Fusu's bleeding wound with his hand, and his hand was stained red with blood.

"Master, don't worry, Yangyang will take you to the doctor right away"

"Master, you will be fine"

"We promised to be together forever"

Xiang Yang hugged Fu Su's and wanted to bring him up, but as long as he exerted a little force, Fu Su's face would turn paler.

Xiang Yang sat on the ground weakly, watching Fusu whose life was passing by, his immature face full of tears was full of helplessness.

why?

Why wasn't he the one lying on the ground at this moment?

Why did he implicate the master?

Why doesn't he even have the ability to take his master to find a doctor.

Why is he so useless?

"Master, what should I do, master, teach me, master"

Hearing Xiangyang's hoarse voice, Fusu raised his hand slightly, gently wiped away the tears on his face, and said slowly:

"Yangyang, good boy, master is fine."

Fusu took out a piece of bloody talisman paper from his bosom, put it in Xiangyang's hand, and said with difficulty:

"This talisman can guarantee you to leave Xiangfu safely... The people from Xuantian Sword Sect will come soon, you follow him... Let them go together..."

Hearing Fusu's weak voice, Xiangyang hugged him tightly, shaking his teary face violently.

At some point outside the door, the low growl of the dead body gradually came, but Xiang Yang acted as if he hadn't heard it, and still hugged him tightly, refusing to leave.

"You have to live...you have to live...to avenge the Xiang family...you are worthy of being my disciple of Xiang Fusu."

"...you have to remember, you are Wei Jie...your existence...is a miracle"

After finishing speaking, Fusu slowly closed his eyes and lost his anger.

"…master?"

Xiang Yang opened his eyes wide, looking at Fusu lying in his arms.

His eyes, which are always smiling, are tightly closed, and will never open suddenly like before, teasing him as a thief.

No one will call him Yangyang softly, teach him to fight, and stand up for him...

He will never find his master again....

The door behind him was slapped vigorously by the dead body, but Xiang Yang didn't seem to hear it, he gently wiped the blood from the corner of Fu Su's mouth, and smoothed his messy hair and skirt.

The master pays attention to the image the most, if he wakes up and sees himself like this, he should be angry...

Xiang Yang just stared at Fu Su obsessively. After a long time, he slowly stood up, holding the talisman paper in his hand vigorously.

Then turned around and jumped out of the window resolutely...

From the beginning to the end, he never looked back at Fusu.

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