Writing a thesis in the world of cultivating immortals

Jing Jingrui stood between the two of them, looking down at Luo Shushan with a very calm expression on his face.

Seeing Jing Rui flicking his sleeves lightly, Luo Shushan was thrown against the wall, until he spat out a mouthful of blood.

She covered her chest with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "I didn't expect that even the immortals of Ming and Qing Dynasties are here. It's really an honor."

Feng Jingrui ignored her provocation, he glanced at Wei Jie behind him, and Wei Jie took a step forward understandingly, and threw the jade pendant to her.

Fusu stood at the entrance and looked at the man in black in front of him, feeling a little resentful in his heart. The two masters met, and they were extremely jealous.

If it is said that this Shiwei class will eventually become the overlord of a generation with noble cultivation, then Feng Jingrui is a powerful person who has risen in one fell swoop before him, and Fusu respects the strong.

At this time, there was a slight movement behind him, and Fusu looked suspiciously, only to see Sanqing Daoist coming with a whisk, besides him, there was a woman.

Fusu nodded to the two of them, and deliberately took a step to the side to make room for them.

Luo Shushan was paralyzed by the wall. She looked at the jade pendant on the ground and hesitated for a while, then stretched out her hand and slowly picked it up.

A burst of warmth came from the warm jade pendant from the fingertips, removing the coldness all over her body.

This jade pendant belonged to Liao Junjie. The jade pendants were originally a pair. Liao Junjie divided it into two and gave her one, and this one belonged to him.

She gently held the jade pendant, and a familiar feeling spread from her fingertips.A faint light radiated from Yupei's body, and then a man appeared in front of everyone out of thin air.

Liao Junjie smiled gratefully at Jing Rui, then he slowly squatted down and looked at Luo Shushan.

He looked at her, as before, as if time had never changed.

He stretched out his hand, stroked her face lightly, and said softly: "Shan'er"

Luo Shushan froze for a moment, watching his eyes gradually become moist, his eyes became blurred, and there was a icy cold feeling on his face.

In my memory, Liao Junjie was unrestrained and unrestrained, wild and free and easy, but now he is so weak that he may disappear at any time.

All this is because of her, she killed him, and even used him to kill many people, but why...why did he look at him the same way as before.

Liao Junjie looked at her with a soft smile on his face and tenderness in his eyes.There were faint glimmers of light on his body, and the hand caressing her face appeared and disappeared from time to time. ?

He is going to disappear...

No soul left, no afterlife, disappearing in this world forever.

Luo Shushan froze in place, the tears in his eyes flowed down uncontrollably, blurring his vision.

"Why... why don't you blame me?" She leaned her head lightly on his body, whispering in a hoarse voice.

"Why don't you blame me...Why are you so cruel, let me kill you with my own hands...Why didn't you kill me that day"

The two hugged each other, she murmured over and over again, tears fell on the ground, and ripples spread out.

She hated him, hated him for turning away mercilessly, hated him holding a long sword in the moonlight and looking at her indifferently, hated him being killed by her on purpose, hated him for taking away all her warmth.

But she also loves him, so after he left, she waited countless days and nights at the mouth of the valley with a lamp on; she killed all the people in the village, just hoping that he would appear again; Want to force him to come out, ask, why.

Liao Junjie hugged Luo Shushan who was crying silently. He gently wiped away the tears from her face, then lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Luo Shushan froze for a moment, his eyes full of water vapor opened wide, and a cold and soft touch came from his lips.

Liao Junjie lightly rested his head on hers, and the two of them looked at each other silently. A little light appeared on his body, and his body slowly disappeared. At the last moment, his thin lips parted slightly, and then disappeared in place.

Luo Shushan stared blankly at the countless photoelectric lights in front of her eyes, her eyes were full of confusion, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. She raised her hand and gently held a photoelectric light in her hand.

He says

I love you

At the last moment, he silently expressed his love.

Luo Shushan sat on the ground, her white clothes were stained red with blood, her pale face was full of smiles, she smiled foolishly, tears streaming down her face.

"He said he would be with you"

Jingjingrui looked at Liao Junjie who had turned into a photoelectric light and disappeared, and said slowly in a deep voice.

That year, Liao Junjie went to see him before leaving Qingfengya. He said that he fell in love with someone and he wanted to be with her.

No matter what the ending is, he will always silently guard her,

Luo Shushan sat on the ground, leaning against the wall weakly, gently stroking the broken jade pendant with his bloodstained hands, with a gentle smile on his face.

The people around her seem to have disappeared, and she returned to the valley again. There are a hundred flowers blooming in the valley, fish swimming in the gurgling stream, and butterflies dancing among the flowers. When I went there, I saw a man in white stroking the guqin among the flowers, the breeze was blowing, and the clothes were fluttering. He looked at her with gentle eyes.

She was like countless women who fell in love, rejoicing and looking forward to walking towards him.Then he plucked a flower, pinned it gently on her bun, and said softly:

"This flower is just right for you..."

They hug each other, from sunrise to sunset, from cold winter to midsummer.

At the last moment of her life, she seemed to see the man walking towards her slowly.

But the way is, forget the old friend to return...

..

...

The secret room gradually returned to silence, Luo Shushan leaned against the wall, with a smile on his mouth, lost his anger.

Fusu stood behind the crowd, silently watching her.

From the beginning of the story, the ending is already doomed.

Daoist Sanqing and Mrs. Han Feng stepped forward, looked at the dead man, and frowned slightly.

"What exactly is going on?"

Master Sanqing looked at Wei Jie seriously and asked.

Wei Jie heard the words and briefly explained the whole story.

The secret room fell silent for a while, and Mrs. Han Feng looked at the dead Luo Shushan and sighed softly: "What's wrong with her?" She endured everything for no reason.

Daoist Sanqing frowned, and said: "Qiu Gaojie deserved what he deserved. Zhiting Island has a century-old sect, and he has saved the world with mercy, so there will be such a vicious person."

At this time, Butang, who was carrying Nangong Zui, suddenly let out a dissatisfied grunt. Everyone looked at it, and only then did they notice the person on its back.

Fusu was thinking about Nangong Zui's injury, and was about to approach, but a black figure flashed in front of him, holding Nangong Zui in his arms.

Jingjingrui hugged Nangongzui, his deep eyes were full of shock, looking at Nangongzui's weak face, his eyes flashed with distress.

He hugged Nangong Zui, his movements were as gentle as ever, without waiting for everyone's reaction, he turned around and flew away with him in his arms.

Crowd:...

Sanqing Daoist: Senior Brother Bewitched?

Fusu: I have a leg!

Daoist Sanqing let out a dry cough in embarrassment, stroked his non-existent mustache, and said in a deep voice, "I didn't see anything."

After finishing speaking, he shook his head pretending to be deep, and Timu left.

Mrs. Han Feng glanced at Luo Shushan and turned to leave.

There were still many people locked up in the cell. Seeing the death of the devil, they excitedly walked to the old door.

Wei Jie moved his finger, and the iron lock fell to the ground.Everyone knelt on the ground and kowtowed to them gratefully, then ran out of the dark room quickly.

Luo Shushan is a devil who harms people, his hands are stained with countless blood, he will be sentenced to death and fall into hell forever.

Fusu looked at several people and said, "Let's go."

The four of them left the cave, looking at the lush and green trees in front of them, and the shadowy sunlight shining on their bodies, they felt tired.

After returning to the other courtyard, Fusu realized that they had disappeared for four whole days, and the people from the four sects were on their way to Zhiting Island, and they could arrive in half a day at most.

Fusu soaked in the bathtub, the heat blurred his vision, he sighed comfortably, narrowed his eyes slightly, the warm water washed away the tiredness of several days.

After taking a bath for a while, Fusu walked towards Xiuzhu's room after washing up, but Xiuzhu was not in the room, he was standing in the yard, waving a long sword in his hand.

After seeing Fusu, he stopped and looked at him respectfully.

Fusu walked up to him with a smile, looked at his arm, her face was full of apology.

"Does it still hurt?"

Xiu Zhu was stunned, and the corner of his mouth lightly raised: "It doesn't hurt."

Fu Su was stunned, looked at the smile on his face, blinked his eyes, and said in surprise: "It turns out that you can smile so beautifully besides calculating smiles."

Hearing Fusu's words, the smile on Xiu Zhu's face stagnated, and then changed back to the usual smile.

Fusu looked at him resentfully, watching him practice the sword in his left hand, and said in a deep voice, "I will heal your hand."

Xiu Zhu looked at it, and shook his head indifferently: "Your subordinate is fine, Honorable Lord, don't worry."

Fusu looked at him bored, casually folded a flower and twirled it in his hand.

Looking at the flower in his hand, he suddenly remembered the small hidden compartment he found in Qiu Gaojie's room before, which contained a jade pendant and...a withered flower.

"Oh no!"

A female voice suddenly came from the ear, followed by the sound of footsteps.

The two followed the sound and saw Han Ruo'er running towards them. She was in a hurry and almost fell to the ground.

Fu Su gave her a hand, Han Ruoer patted her chest with lingering fear, she smiled at Fu Su, "Thank you."

Fusu shook his head funny, and was about to speak when Han Ruoer suddenly yelled, looking at Xiuzhu's broken arm, his face turned pale.

"Why are your hands gone?"

Xiu Zhu shook his head and said in a deep voice, "It's okay."

Han Ruo'er didn't care what he said, she circled around him in panic.

Fusu said helplessly: ""Didn't you say it was bad just now, what happened? "

Han Ruo'er was taken aback when she heard the words, a trace of confusion flashed across her face, and she finally said after a while: "The people rescued from the cave are all dead! And it was done by the Blood Demon Sect!"

Fusu was taken aback when he heard the words, his eyes narrowed.

Is it the Blood Demon Sect again?