Writing a thesis in the world of cultivating immortals

Wei Jie looked at him coldly: "Hear? Does it mean that you are cooperating with the blood clan, or does it mean that you are going to kill me and sacrifice your heart?"

Fu Su was taken aback, and looked at Wei Jie in a daze. He subconsciously wanted to explain, but he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth.

Wei Jie looked at him coldly, his eyes that were smiling tenderly not long ago were now full of indifference.

Fusu knew this way, Wei Jie knew that there might be fraud, but still chose to bring him along.

They gave each other the last chance, but broke this chance with their own hands. They were suspicious and tempted each other.

Wei Jie stepped up and approached him step by step. The cold air around his body was full of murderous air, and it seemed that he would raise his long sword in the next second and pierce his heart.

As he approached, Fusu retreated step by step, until he was forced to stop when he leaned against a corner of the coffin.

Suddenly, Wei Jie's body trembled slightly, his face became pale, his fingers were weakly half-opened, and the Feng Ling Sword rolled to the ground with a crisp sound.

Fusu looked at Wei Jie worriedly, and was about to say something when Che Chuan, who was next to him, walked behind him at some point, and an encouraging and seductive voice rang in his ears.

"My lord, kill him."

Fusu turned his head to the side, looked at him coldly, and said, "What kind of trick did you play?"

Che Chuan chuckled, stood up straight, and said with a smile, "I didn't do anything, I just added something to some food."

Seeing that Fusu frowned displeasedly, Che Chuanfu smiled again: "Of course, that little medicine doesn't have much effect on Wei Xuanqi, who has a lot of mana...so on the way you came, I added some thing."

Fusu held his hands secretly, and said in a deep voice: "Torch"

Che Chuan looked at Fusu appreciatively: "As expected of the Blood Demon Sect, that's right, it's a torch. There is another medicine in the green smoke released by the torch when it burns. Neither of them has much effect on the body, but, When the two medicines meet, they turn back into a deadly medicine...Of course, Wei Xuanqi has the blood of the blood royal family on his body, this little medicine will not kill him, at most it will make him weak all over and lose all his mana. .. After all, in the current situation of the Lord, if it is not like this, how can we enter his body."

Fu Su said quietly: "Mr. Che is really good at planning."

Che Chuan laughed: "Don't dare, everything depends on the suzerain."

After finishing speaking, he took out a knife. The mountain of knife was carved with the same patterns as those on the coffin, and there was a faint evil spirit all over him.

"Right now, the lord only needs to use this knife to open Wei Xuanqi's heart, everything is over."

Che Chuan whispered, his voice was hoarse and full of temptation.

"The suzerain's generation of arrogance, but now his magic power is completely destroyed, and there is no hope of further cultivation. The suzerain has been planning this matter since more than 20 years ago. Right now, as long as he is killed, everything will be over,"

kill him...

Che Chuan's voice came from next to his ear, Fusu's eyes gradually lost their luster, his thin lips were slightly parted, and no one whispered.

kill him...

Kill him and you will get what you want.

Kill him, and you can return to Taige.

Everything in front of me is illusory. When I wake up from the dream, everything will return to the original track.

Fusu stared at Wei Jie, who was half kneeling on the ground with a pale, cold and heartless face, and then slowly stretched out his hand to take the short knife in Che Chuan's hand.

"Yes, that's it...go up and kill him..." Che Chuan whispered in Fusu's ear.

Fusu's eyes were dimmed, and he took a short knife and walked stiffly.

Che Chuan stood behind him, with a greedy smile that couldn't be concealed in his eyes.

Only one step away, Wei Yuan can be resurrected, he is the destined king of the blood clan, as long as he is resurrected, the revival of the blood clan is just around the corner.

Wei Jie half-kneeled on the ground, looking at Fusu who was walking step by step with a dagger in his hands, his fingernails dug into his flesh, bleeding profusely.

Fusu walked in front of Wei Jie, stopped in his tracks, stared blankly at the front, held a short knife in his hand, and remained motionless.

Che Chuan frowned, took a few steps forward, and stood behind Fusu.

"What are you hesitating about, hurry up, just a moment...you will be able to succeed"

success?

Fusu tilted his head slightly, then slowly raised the dagger.

he's going to make it...

Che Chuan looked at Fusu expectantly, half-hearted.

Seeing that Fusu was about to slash at Wei Jie, he suddenly turned around, his eyes no longer showing any trace of being controlled, he sneered, and without waiting for Che Chuan's reaction, he backhanded with a knife.

The sharp knife cut across the eyes, and blood gushed out immediately. Che Chuan covered his eyes with his hands, screaming in pain.

Fusu looked at the blood on the dagger, and said with a sneer, "You've been talking nonsense since just now, and it's time to shut up."

Che Chuan covered his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Xiang Fusu! Don't regret it!"

After speaking, a group of men in black robes ran in from the door. They held weapons in their hands and surrounded the two of them.

Fusu sneered, raised his eyebrows, and said, "I, hate others threatening me the most."

Che Chuan walked up to the crowd, and said harshly, "Is it any use for you to put on such an air?! A useless person also wants to change the outcome of the matter!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at the black-robed crowd and said sharply, "Keep alive!"

Everyone responded in unison, and quickly attacked Fusu.

Fusu hid beside the coffin, muttering in a low voice: "Xiuzhu"

After the words fell, a flute sounded in their ears, and everyone was startled. When they looked again, a man in black suddenly appeared in front of them. His long eyebrows were raised, and everyone stood in place, unable to move any more.

Xiuzhu took the jade flute, walked to Fusu's side, and said respectfully: "My lord"

Fusu nodded, looked at Che Chuan, whose face was covered with blood in the corner, and sneered, "Since Mr. Che is so loyal, how could Fusu let you go home disappointed?"

Che Chuan was stunned for a moment, a bad premonition welled up in his heart. Although he couldn't see it, he felt a chill in his heart when he heard Fusu's voice.

"what are you going to do!"

Fusu ignored his yelling, but walked up to Wei Jie and squatted down.

Looking at Wei Jie's bleeding lip from being bitten, Fusu's eyes dimmed. He raised his hand, trying to wipe it off for him, but when he touched the other side with less than a finger, Wei Jie deflected him. past.

Fusu's body froze, but it was only for an instant. He took a short knife, wiped off the blood on it, and then slowly pressed it against Wei Jie's heart.

He smiled lowly and said, "Do you know that the biggest mistake you made was to spare my life and keep the wolf by your side, so you have to be ready to be eaten in one bite at any time."

In the corner, Che Chuan suddenly trembled, his hands were covered with blood and he propped his hands on the wall, and he said frantically: "Ancestor Wu...you are ancestor Wu...you are ancestor Wu who seized his home and was reborn... .”

Fusu froze for a moment, then frowned in disgust.

Regarding the ancient ancestor Wu, he mostly heard about it from other people's mouths. Some people admired and envied him as a hero, while others were full of hatred when they mentioned him, wishing to blood him.This world is virtual, with Wei Jiewei as the center, so the person of Wu Gu's ancestor may not really exist.

Now that Che Chuan said that he was Wu Gu Zuoshe, he neither wanted to refute nor explain.

There are more crimes on the body, and if there are more, the feeling will disappear.

"You are the ancient ancestor of Wu?!"

Until now, Wei Jie's attitude finally changed, his body trembled, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"You are the ancient ancestor of Wu, who is Xiang Fusu..."

Fusu was taken aback, and then he said to himself: "Who is Xiang Fusu? Maybe it's just a fictitious existence... Not only Xiang Fusu's existence is fictitious, but your existence is also fictitious. Maybe the big things you experienced Things are just casual talk when some people are bored, what you cherish and love is not even a real existence, "

Xiuzhu at the side frowned slightly after hearing Fusu's words.

Fusu stood up, without looking at Wei Jie again, he walked to Wei Yuan's coffin with a short knife, and cut his finger, letting blood flow into Wei Yuan's mouth.

"If you want Wei Yuan to be resurrected, then I will give you a 'live' Wei Yuan... But, I don't know if your master still recognizes you."

The corpse in the coffin was well preserved, if it weren't for the pale and almost transparent face, he would probably have thought he was just asleep.

As Fusu's blood flowed into Wei Yuan's mouth, his throat moved up and down, and his fingers on both sides curled up slightly.

It was clearly a secret room, but suddenly a wind blew up all around, blowing everyone's sleeves flying with the wind.

Fusu stepped aside slightly towards the other side of the coffin, looking at the coffin with expectation in his eyes.

However, at some point, Wei Jie quietly stood behind him, with piercing eyes, holding his neck with one hand.

Fusu's expression gradually turned cold, he and Wei Jie looked at each other, seeing the killing intent in Wei Jie's eyes, he slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

"What? Stop pretending?"

He said that they have been suspicious and testing each other.

Wei Jie was reborn from Nirvana, how much suffering he suffered and how many injuries he suffered during the rebirth, if he can't even see these things, then he can't get out of the cliff at all, and he doesn't deserve to be the protagonist of this world.

Wei Jie held his neck, a moment of disappointment flashed in his indifferent eyes.

"I wanted to know your choice...however, I was disappointed after all...I should have known..."

Xiu Zhu stood on the other side, and immediately attacked Wei Jie when he saw this. Wei Jie looked at Xiu Zhu coldly, with spiritual power surging in his hands, and the two fought together. With Wei Jie's attack, the secret room was cold .

Ice turned from his hands, and his moves were deadly.

The whole body of the two of them was covered with a layer of aura, and their movements were so fast that they were dizzying.

Fusu had lost his golden core, he was no different from ordinary people, he couldn't see the movements of the two of them clearly, and in addition to the coldness in the secret room, his hands and feet were stiff and weak, if he hadn't supported himself on the side of the coffin, he might have fallen to the ground.

There was a slight movement in the coffin, Fu Su looked, but was surprised to find that Wei Yuan, who was supposed to be lying in the coffin, had disappeared!

Fusu was astonished, and quickly looked around.

"Owner?"

Che Chuan's voice came from next to his ear, and Fu Su followed the sound, and saw that in the corner, Che Chuan was kneeling on the ground covered in blood, with a pious face forward worshiping, and in front of him was Wei Wei who had disappeared. deep.

The Wei Yuan shown is actually just a living corpse.

Fusu used his own blood to revive Wei Yuan's corpse and turned him into a real vampire.

Hearing the movement, Wei Jie and Xiu Zhu stopped their movements, the secret room was filled with darkness, only Che Chuan's laughter, which was sinister.

When Xiu Zhu fought Wei Jie, all the immobilized blood disciples started to move again, and they were kneeling neatly on the ground, worshiping Wei Yuan.

That is their god.

Fusu raised the corners of his mouth lightly, but there was no smile in his eyes.

I saw Wei Yuan walking towards Che Chuan slowly, and then suddenly lifted Che Chuan up, Che Chuan's expression changed, Wei Yuan bit his neck fiercely before he could react.

In an instant, screams filled the secret room, and from the corner, there was a faint swallowing sound like drinking water.

Everyone was shocked, and they prostrated themselves on the ground in fear, praying for the blessing of their gods.

However, Wei Yuan drank Che Chuan and threw it back to the ground, and grabbed another person who was a vicious smoker again.

Che Chuan's body was shriveled, like a hundred-year-old man, with only skeletons left, and an unbelievable expression on his still-dead face.

The god he spent his whole life protecting, killed him on the first day he woke up.

Following Wei Yuan's movements, the people kneeling on the ground woke up, screaming and running towards the gate.

I don't know when, the surroundings gradually shook, occasionally debris fell from the top of the head, and there was a faint sound of the wall breaking in my ears.

The Chamber of Secrets is about to collapse!

In just a split second, Xiuzhu rushed over, holding Fusu in his arms, and rushed towards the secret room, followed closely by Wei Jie.

The speed at which the secret room collapsed was unusually fast. The moment the three of them stepped out, Nuo Da's secret room made a rumbling sound, and it turned into ruins in the blink of an eye.

Outside the secret room, there were many people standing, a vast expanse of people, looking carefully, there were people from the Blood Clan and the Blood Demon Sect.

Seeing Wei Yuan who jumped out of the secret room at the last second, the blood clan members were overjoyed, but they all froze in place after seeing Che Chuan's head in Wei Yuan's hand.

At this moment, there was a roar of a beast in the distance. When everyone looked around, they saw a white divine beast flying towards it. Behind him was a large group of people flying with swords.

Xiujie headed by Sanqing Daoist stood aside after landing, looking at the blood race and demon race in front of him, his eyes widened in surprise.

However, Wei Yuan, the living corpse who had been sleeping for many years, did not give everyone a chance to reminisce. He screamed wildly and attacked everyone, regardless of their position, wherever he passed, there was blood and screams.

All of a sudden, the three parties quickly took out their weapons, not only to attack each other, but also to guard against Wei Yuan.

"Xuan Qi!"

Among the crowd, Sanqing Daoist shouted loudly.

Hearing Sanqing's words, the rioting Wei Yuan suddenly stopped, his red eyes scanned the crowd, and finally stopped on Wei Jie.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he didn't know the flesh and blood in his mouth fell to the ground, then he quickly walked towards Wei Jie.

Seeing this, Fusu, who was hiding behind the mound, frowned slightly.

Wei Jie has Wei Ze's blood on his body, and he is the most orthodox blood clan today.

And this kind of bloodline has a fatal temptation for Wei Yuan.

Seeing Wei Yuan who was getting closer and closer to Wei Jie with his fangs open, Fu Su was afraid for the first time that he had lost his spiritual power.

"Fix bamboo!"

Fusu called out.

Hearing Fusu's voice, Xiu Zhu was stunned for a moment, his hands froze, and was slapped on the chest by Wei Jie's palm, and rolled behind him.

A mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth, but Xiu Zhu didn't care about it at all. He looked at Fu Su with disbelief in his eyes.

In his mind, all kinds of data were quickly swiped.

Thesis Completion:

91%...

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98%…

Time-space conversion preparation: 1%..

Host death countdown: 99...

There was a low growl in the ear, the smell of flesh and blood mingled in the air, and there was a sharp wind behind him. Wei Jie paused, and in the next second, a phoenix feather sword appeared in his hand and stabbed violently behind him.

.........

What is the most hopeless thing you have ever experienced?

Witnessing the death of a loved one, or piercing his heart with your own hands?

Time seemed to stand still, Wei Jie and Fu Su looked at each other, a few drops of warm liquid came from his face, it was the blood splashed on his face when the Feng Ling Sword pierced his chest.

On Fusu's chest, stuck a long sword, the whole body of the long sword was red, and the white clothes around the blade gradually turned red.

Blood slipped from the corner of Fusu's mouth, he smiled lightly, looked at him tenderly, and then fell forward.

Following his movements, the Feng Ling sword stuck in his chest disappeared, and blood gushed out, staining the ground red.

After Fusu fell down, Wei Yuan, who was behind him with blue-black long nails and a mouth full of blood, was exposed. Wei Yuan inserted his hand into Fusu's back, looking at the blood on his hand, he roared agitatedly.

Wei Jie stood on the spot, his hands were trembling, his eyes were wide open, his face felt warm, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, stained with blood and dripped onto the ground.

The world was silent, only the weak breathing of the man was heard in the ear, and his smell belonged to the tip of the nose.

Just like that night ten years ago, Fusu, who was covered in blood, fell to the ground and lost his life.

"what!!!"

Wei Jie suddenly yelled, his voice was sad and hoarse, a piece of frost rose from under his feet, the wind raged, the sky and the earth changed color, and the frost spread all the way, but in the blink of an eye, a group of Haohao Tangtang was frozen in place, keeping Keep the previous action unchanged.

Fusu was lying on the ground, his whole body was stained red with blood, but his face was slightly flushed, which was so beautiful.

He was spread out in the ice, without a trace of strength in his body, and his life was slowly dying. He smiled softly, and tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.

"...Guardian"

He called softly, the faint voice was barely audible.

Trembling, Wei Jie gently hugged him in his arms, covering his chest with his hands, as if he wanted to stop the blood that flowed out continuously.

Fusu raised her hand tremblingly, held his hand, pressed it against his chest, and listened to his rapid heartbeat.

fine...

I'm glad you're okay...

He smiled foolishly, then coughed with difficulty breathing, blood stained his mouth red.

Wei Jie hugged him tightly, his body trembling uncontrollably, his hoarse voice sounded like blood.

"master.."

Fusu leaned against his arms, her gaze gradually lost.

He gently wiped away the tears from Wei Jie's face, on his frail and pale face, he twisted his fingers tenderly, thinking deeply.

"Wei Jie...cough...I told a lie..."

"Actually... I.. lied to you before.. Your liking.. I.. I'm very happy.. I also like it very much.."

He smiled softly, and the clips of the two of them getting along appeared in his mind, the companionship ten years ago, and the obsession ten years later.

Sweet, painful, entanglement and resentment.

He remembered everything clearly and never forgot.

"Guardian..."

Fusu leaned in his arms and gently changed lanes.

Wei Jie hugged him tightly, his eyes lost their spirit, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes numbly.

He gently kissed his forehead, and responded sadly and tenderly.

"Um.."

"Suddenly, I feel a little bit regretful...cough cough...cough cough..."

As Fusu said, he coughed violently, his face was pale, and his eyes gradually lost vitality.

Wei Jie held him in his arms, and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"I should have known.. When we were outside.. We worshiped the world... Such a beautiful mandarin duck.. Such a waste.. What am I..."

"Unwilling..."

If I didn't choose this paper at the beginning...

Ruo, I never met you on that rainy night...

If I never fell in love with you...

Will there be no such reluctance and unwillingness at this time.

"Okay, let's get married..."

Hearing this, Fusu smiled softly, his weak tone was full of happiness, and there was a little look on his pale face: "Do you know... if two people worship the heaven and the earth... in this life, in this life, and in eternity, they will be together Together...Wei Jie...in this life of yours, I don't want...the next life...the next life...I want to..."

Blood flowed from Fusu's body, the ice was bright red, the two sat in a pool of blood, Wei Jie lovingly kissed his forehead devoutly, then gently hugged him, half kneeling on the ice.

Fusu's body leaned against Wei Jie's body weakly, the corner of his mouth curved slightly.

He raised his eyes, drawing his brows and eyes in his heart stroke by stroke, and tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.

He gently closed his eyes, and his body fell downwards, a faint voice echoed on the ice:

"One Worship"

This prayer is a lifetime..

Wei Jie hugged his lifeless body, and gently tapped him into the pool of blood.

"One Worship"

Dissertation Completion: 100%

That year, the battle between Xiujie and Demon Dao ended with Xiujie winning...

That year, the new Emperor Li Jing led his troops to the expedition, won a complete victory, and triumphantly returned to Kyoto.

Li Jing reigned for 67 years, and the harem was empty. After abdicating, Li Jing took the ashes of Emperor Qu and retreated to the stage of history without a trace..

That year, the heavy snow continued, and the world was snowing...

In that year, all Taige students who had joined the WTO for 25 years returned...