I Regard You as Enemies, Yet You're All After My Heart!

Chu Yunshu stretched out his hand slowly, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably, he didn't know if it was joy or something else.

This kind of trembling seemed to be connected with the beating of the heart, Chu Yunshu couldn't help holding his breath, and those crimson enchanted eyes unexpectedly showed a baby-like purity.

Pure joy to the extreme, free from half-purified desires.

Just when his fingers were about to touch his hair, the calm devilish energy in his eyes surged again.

Chu Shuangfeng's fingers pierced his chest, crushing the golden core, and with the severe pain of his soul, he was abandoned by the family he once protected with his life...

"I want to make the entire Chu family disappear from Anyang Middle Realm."

"I want every Chu family member to die in pain and despair."

"I want to use the Chu family as a memorial to my enlightenment. If the Chu family can't be destroyed, don't ask about the Dao."

Blood and tears flowed from Chu Yunshu's eyes. He and Chu Wuqing have been enemies all their lives, and they can only be enemies!

The son of the patriarch, the core clan member, the peerless genius of the Chu family, no matter what his identity is, Chu Wuqing is completely against him.

The dirty blood of the Chu family flows through his body, and his words and deeds are the symbols of the Chu family. He is a person that he cannot touch in his life. If you don't kill him, you can't transform into a god, and if you don't kill him, you can't become a Taoist.

But... why, why, I still want to reach out, why even that nun can do it, but I can't.

It was as if an invisible sharp sword pierced Chu Yunshu's chest. This kind of pain was not an ordinary pain of flesh and blood, but an injury that pierced directly into the soul, and even his Dao Ji trembled.

Hatred and love are intertwined, one side is flame, the other side is sea water, but they are incompatible with each other.

His world has been filled with hatred, and there is no room for a little bit of other things, and there is no room for a little bit of emotion.

Sunshine shining into hell will not bring salvation, but will only entangle the evil ghosts in hell with karma.

Chu Yunshu slashed with all his energy, and the hand that wanted to touch Chu Wuqing was cut off along with his arm.

Although the body of a cultivator can be repaired as long as the vitals are not injured, it still needs to pay a huge price, but Chu Yunshu's cut was extremely decisive.

It seems that only in this way can we cut off those vain thoughts, those unrealistic...

The demon energy in Chu Yunshu's body disappeared completely, and his whole body returned to the moonlight and clear wind. The gaze he looked at Chu Wuqing was as cold as ever.

The blood stains on the hollow sleeve did not affect his temperament in the slightest, on the contrary, it set off his immortal temperament even more aloof and resolute.

The broken xylophone appeared in front of him and was pieced together. This time, there were no slender and white fingers slowly plucking the strings.

But the xylophone automatically played an ethereal and mysterious music.

Chu Yunshu's movements brought about fluctuations in the spiritual power in the air, and a trace of devilish energy leaked out, which made Xuanshan notice it immediately!

Xuan Shan grabbed the void with his right hand, and Chu Wuqing was caught behind him, completely under shelter.

There is solemnity in Xuan Shan's eyes, what kind of cultivation is this, he is so close to Chu Wuqing, he didn't even notice it.

Could it be that the magic cultivator from the outside world has entered the realm of comprehension?

"I don't care who you are, if you enter the small world, you will never want to come and go freely under my nose, without any pain."

Hanging Mountain Void pointed, "Thousands of mountains and ravines."

As soon as his words came out, it was as if an invisible law appeared from him, and even the ground trembled.

Countless mountain peaks emerged in the air, like the epitome of a small world, and the coercion of surrendering all things filled the radius of ten miles.

Except for Chu Wuqing, who was protected by Xuanshan behind her, everyone and everything trembled.

Even the peaks in the small mountain gate came alive in a trance, with a soul, exuding an air of surrender, surrendering to the real peaks of the mountains.

"Repression."

As soon as these words came out, the phantom of the mountain peak in the sky moved towards Chu Yunshu's place and suddenly pressed down.

With this pressure, the air of extinction was overwhelming, and no living being could escape.

The author has something to say: Ah, the plane at 10 o'clock this morning, the hotel called QAQ at [-] o'clock, and then was blown by the [-]° cold wind from the West Lake, and my mind was frozen into a popsicle. woo woo woo

There are only 1000 words today, I have tried my best _(:з」∠)_.

Tomorrow QAQ will go to Suzhou... I won't go out in the afternoon, so let's write as much as possible to make up for today's brevity.