Writing a thesis in the world of cultivating immortals

Holy Spirit Continent, in the first year of the new emperor's enthronement, foreigners invaded, the plague was rampant, and the people were in dire straits. The new emperor, Li Jing, led troops to fight on the frontier.

At that time, there was great chaos due to plague, natural disasters and man-made disasters, and the people were in dire straits.

In Tanzhu Mountain, the perennial mist shrouds the gloomy trees, and wild animals looking for food are running around and clamoring.

The sunlight shines on the ground through the tall trees, adding a little light and shadow to the dark environment.

Blood Demon

Fusu lay on the chair with his eyes slightly closed, and the pleasant sunlight shone on his face, making him sigh comfortably.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps gradually coming from a distance, followed by Nangong Zui's voice.

"Fusu, your life is really leisurely."

Hearing this, Fu Su slightly opened his eyes, looked at him out of the corner of his eye, casually took out an apple from the fruit plate, threw it into his hands, and said with a smile: "It's sad, it's happy, why don't you take it easy?"

Nangong Zui took the apple, took a bite, then sat down on the chair beside Fusu, and said, "That's true, but there are few people in this world who can live as you want."

Fusu smiled upon hearing this, shook his head, and did not speak.

Nangong was eating an apple. From the corner of his eye, he looked at Fusu's sleepy appearance. The sun shone on his face. If he looked carefully, he was really a man like jade on Moshang, and his son was unparalleled in the world. If he didn't know that his hand was dyed Blood, who doesn't know the ruthless corpses he controls, and who would know that this person in front of him is the ruthless, ruthless, cruel, and vicious Lord of the Blood Demon Sect.

Thinking about what happened recently, Nangongzui paused for a moment, then looked at Fusu, and said, "You know that after Sishizhai was discovered by the people of Xuantian Sword Sect, they followed the trail and found ours one after another. A few sub-forums."

Hearing this, Fusu didn't open his eyes, he responded softly.

"Why are you not in a hurry...then you are what Xiuzhu has been doing these past few days?"

Nangongzhu looked at Fusu, seeing him nodding, his eyes darkened.

In the past few days, Xiu Zhu ordered the members of the Blood Demon Sect to strangle upright people, but in just a few tens of days, the two had several fights, and even the Blood Demon Sect suffered countless casualties.

In addition, He Lianxue and others took people to wash Zhiting Island with blood, and no one survived in Zhiting Island. Not only that, they also set a fire in Zhiting Island, and the fire burned for several days.

When Sanqing Daoist heard the news and arrived, there was nothing left on Nuoda's Zhiting Island, not a single blade of grass grew.

The centuries-old Zhiting Island just disappeared.

The cultivators were furious, and they encircled and suppressed the Blood Demon Sect

The trend is more prosperous.

Nangong Zui sighed secretly. He grew up on Zhiting Island since he was a child, and he has feelings for every plant and tree on the island. Seeing it end like this, he feels very sad in his heart.

Looking at Fusu's calm and leisurely expression, Nangongzui frowned slightly. He couldn't understand Fusu more and more. A character like a fairy, ruthless and shocking.

Seemingly affectionate, but the most ruthless.

"Then... do you know Wei Jie?"

Hearing that Nangong was going, Fusu slowly opened his eyes, he turned his head to look at Nangong Zui, and said with a soft smile, "Do you know what's the matter?"

Looking at the smile on Fusu's face, Nangong was stupefied for a moment. He spoke like this, and from the corner of his eye he saw Xiuzhu walking towards the two of them, so he closed his mouth, looked at Fusu, shook his head and said : "Let's talk"

After Nangong Zui finished speaking, he walked towards the door. If he was repairing bamboo, he nodded slightly as a signal.

Watching Nangong Zui's figure disappear from sight, Fusu then looked at Xiu Zhu, lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Have you found out?"

Xiuzhu clasped his hands and replied: "The subordinates have already found out, just as the suzerain said, the blood race has indeed found it, Gentiles, this time the war between the two countries is also they, secretly helping each other."

Fusu snorted softly when he heard the words, he looked at the sun blocked by the dark clouds, and said in a cold voice: "This blood race doesn't want to stay on his own snow mountain, but go to the desert, um, it's really leisurely."

Hearing Fusu's words, Xiuzhu cupped his hands and said, "Send someone to the border in just a few counts."!

Fu Su shook his head and said, "No need, I will arrange this matter freely."

Since Qu Xiujie wanted to hug Li Jing, he naturally would not stand by and watch.

Besides, he hasn't settled the matter with the blood race before.

Xiuzhu nodded, the two of them talked a few words, then Xiuzhu got up and left the courtyard.

Fusu stood alone in the courtyard, watching the dark clouds getting thicker and thicker, his eyes sank, the day was about to change again.

Thinking of Wei Jie's recent whereabouts, Fu Su stood up, stroked the folds on the hem of his clothes, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth, it's time for them to meet...

Compared with the turmoil in the outside world, Qingshui Town is extremely calm, but there are no pedestrians smiling heartily on the road.

On the quiet and narrow path, a man in red was walking slowly, with his head slightly lowered, his lips moving slightly, as if he was counting how many steps he had taken.

A little boy ran towards him. He walked very quickly, turned his head and ran forward, and bumped into Fusu for a moment, and fell to the ground.

The child was obviously taken aback, his pale face was full of fear.

The boy rubbed his sore buttocks and groped to get up from the ground. At this moment, he saw a touch of whiteness from the corner of his eye. He raised his head and sighed suspiciously. Unknowingly, a man walked beside him. Bachi, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, but there is an aura of keeping strangers away from him, as if if he said a word, he would be slapped to death in his hands.

The little boy hurriedly got up from the ground, and while running, he looked back at the two figures, one red and one white, who were getting further and further away. The young child would never know that those two people were both angry and feared by the world. The Gorefiend Lord, and the other will be the next generation of Immortal Masters.

The dark clouds in the sky are getting darker, the sky is getting darker, the cold wind is blowing, the trees on both sides of the path are rustling, and occasionally a few trees are blown by the wind and fall to the ground.

Fu Su stood quietly, looking at the man in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Only half a month later, the person in front of him became colder and colder. Looking at him, he seemed to see a lone wolf on the glacier, dangerous and charming.

The two looked at each other, the cold wind caressed, and the clothes fluttered.

Fusu was the first to break the silence, he smiled softly and said softly, "Long time no see."

A gentle voice like a clear spring, and a familiar tone.Suddenly, he felt that the relationship between the two had never changed. He was still Xiang Fusu who loves to drink, and Wei Jie was still the same, cute and clingy Xiangyang. They would say hello to each other, and then walk west together. Upstairs, sitting by the window, listening to the Spring and Autumn separation and reunion on the stage.

"haven't seen you for a long time"

As Wei Jie said, his tone was indifferent, without sadness or joy.

Fu Su paused, secretly amused, he was so easily influenced by the guard.

In his original setting, Wei Jie's identity is the son of the blood clan, and he will have the biggest encounter in his life, which will change his later life to a certain extent, and this encounter is in Qingshui Town.

Fusu turned around, walked towards a dense forest, Wei Jie silently followed his pace, and the two walked forward one after the other.

In the depths of the dense forest, there is a cliff. The cliff is very high and bottomless. Weeds grow on both sides of the cliff. The howling wind blows by. Just looking at it from a distance makes one feel frightened.

When the two walked to Ya, their hair flew up with the wind, one was red and the other was white, they were very handsome, like exiled immortals.

Fusu stopped her pace, opened her hands slightly, closed her eyes to feel the caress of the wind, and there was a slight curve at the corner of her mouth.

"It's pretty good here."

Fusu looked like a child discovering a treasure, turned around and smiled at Wei Jie, his phoenix eyes blinking as if waiting for a compliment.

However, Wei Jie just looked at him, neither saying nor saying bad.

Fusu didn't care about his attitude either, he smiled lightly and walked in front of him.

Wei Jie was half a head taller than Fusu, Fusu raised his head slightly, looked into his eyes, then stretched out his fingers, gently and gently caressed his eyebrows and eyes.

"You know why you were saved in the first place."

"Because your eyes...resentment, fierceness, desire...such a look appeared on an immature child at the same time, so I want to see what kind of look you can say in your eyes... It's just that I don't know when, but I can't see through your eyes..."

While talking, Fusu slowly moved his finger down from his eyebrows, and finally landed on his lips.

His fingers gently stroked his lips, tenderness like water, feeling Wei Qing's body tremble slightly, Fu Su smiled maliciously, then put his toes up, leaned closer, his lips met, Warm breath came oncoming.

It was only a brief moment when the two lips met, Fusu left Wei Jie's lips and took a small step back, looked at Wei Jie who was stiff, and said with a smile: "What do you want to ask me."

Hearing this, Wei Jie came back to his senses, he looked at Fusu, his taste seemed to be still on his lips, intimate, however, within a short while he was already looking at him with such strange eyes.

He said, "Xiangfu, did you kill him?"

Fusu looked at him, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Xiangfu, did he kill him?

Recently, people have been asking him this question, but when Wei Jie asked this question, he couldn't help but start thinking.

Did Xiang Fu kill him?

Xiangfu's fate was written by him himself. The lives of 150 people are just a few words, and if you write it casually, it will be a lifetime.

He clearly had the opportunity to let everyone avoid it, but he chose to remain silent. To him, all this was just a thesis, an illusory assessment.

"Yes"

Wei Jie looked at him, and said in a deep voice:

"Who are you?"

Who are you?It wasn't Xiang Fusu, nor Taige Mozun, but the mysterious and unknown answer.

Fu Su was taken aback, he didn't expect Wei Jie to ask such a question, he said he would not lie to him, but he absolutely cannot tell him this question.

"I can't tell you that"

Hearing his answer, Wei Jie was neither angry nor surprised, as if he knew from the beginning that he would not answer.

After Fusu finished speaking, Wei Jie fell silent. He looked at Fusu without saying a word.

Fusu stared at him blankly, just when he thought that Wei Jie couldn't speak, Wei Jie suddenly took a step forward, getting very close to him, and then asked in a deep voice, "Did you ever like me?" ?"

Not curious, not exploited, but liked.

The two were very close, Fusu stared at him blankly, seeing himself reflected in his star-like deep eyes, looking at himself with a surprised face in his eyes.

Fusu suddenly felt very uncomfortable, as if the uneasiness and anxiety spread all over his body, he subconsciously wanted to look away, but he couldn't.

Fusu looked at Wei Jie, leaned slightly, leaned into his ear, and said softly:

"I like you."

Following his words, there was a bloody smell, and the scarlet blood dripped from Fusu's hand on the ground. He shyly moved away from Wei Jie's ear, and then looked down at himself inserted into his abdomen. With a surprised look on his face, he said:

"Oh, it's bleeding."

After speaking, he stabbed his hand harder into his body, feeling Wei Jie's body trembling slightly, he raised his head, looked at the blood stains at the corner of his mouth, worriedly drew out his blood red hand, and gently wiped away the blood stains, Then he lightly licked the blood on his hand, looking evil and seductive.

With the withdrawal of Fusu's hand, a large amount of blood gushed out from Wei Jie's abdomen, his face was extremely pale, the blood smeared from the corner of his mouth and the sweat on his forehead were extremely horrifying.

Wei Jie collapsed powerlessly on the ground, the white clothes on his body turned into blood clothes, and the blood flowed around, surrounding him.

Fusu squatted beside him, the red clothes on his body blended with the blood.

"Don't look at me like that... Heh... Do you know why I killed everyone but left you alone?"

"...Because I want to see, see you live in despair, see you leave hell, but be pushed into hell again by someone you trust, what will happen...I want you to stand on top of the world, and watch you love Everyone died because of you...Leaving you with nothing...You are just an outcast, do you think you are worthy of happiness?"

Wei Jie was lying in a pool of blood, his face was pale, but those eyes were fixed on him, red eyes, full of hatred and despair, he stared at him, as if he wanted to remember his appearance in his mind, Then shred, destroy.

He is like a ridiculous buffoon, what he thinks he is happy, what he thinks love is all fake!

Everything about him is fake!

"...Xiang Fusu"

Wei Jie spoke with difficulty, his hoarse voice seemed to disappear in the next second.

He murmured over and over again, hoarse and desperate.

Xiang Fusu...

Xiang Fusu...

Xiang Fusu...

Fusu pinched tightly with the hands in his sleeves, blood flowed out from between his fingers, dripping together with Wei Jie's.

Hearing him chanting over and over again, Fusu's complexion changed drastically, and he stood up abruptly, with a jade fan in his hand, four light blades attacked Wei Jie, Wei Jie let out a low moan, his limbs stopped suddenly, and then Hanging feebly.

He actually cut off the meridians of his hands and feet.

He whispered, "Don't call me by my name..."

Wei Jie...

"very disgusting!"

Wei Jie...

In the sky, at an unknown time, it began to rain, and the rain became heavier and heavier, and the pool of blood was dizzy and flowed to the surroundings. Fusu took off the other imperial spirit bag from Wei Jie's waist, and the wet hair Blocked in front of his eyes, hiding the look in his eyes.

His cold voice sounded in the rainy night:

"ended…"

After speaking, he turned around and walked forward. Following his steps, the cliff behind him collapsed suddenly, falling into an unfathomable abyss.

Fusu knew that his figure was no longer in those eyes that were always watching him...

He knew that no one would warm tea for him, dry his hair for him, call him master...

He knew that his guard rank no longer belonged to him...

Hearing the calm gradually subside behind him, Fusu stood quietly in the rain, the icy rain hit his body, and the rumbling thunder was overwhelming.

It seems that after a long time, he turned around slowly, looked at the silent and terrifying cliff, then raised his head, slowly closed his eyes, and the cold rain fell from the corners of his eyes...

"I'm Fusu..."

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