I am beautiful alone [Rebirth]

"Kill... kill who?"

Yi Xuefeng doubted her ears.

Although Qie Yun and Ning Yu have been unable to get along these years, the most serious thing is to scold him behind Ning Yu's back. Why are swords facing each other suddenly now?

Qie Yun looked at him condescendingly, Yi Xuefeng's eyes and eyebrows, which he was used to seeing on weekdays, had at some point been enveloped by a layer of gloomy hostility.

He smashed Yi Xuefeng's luck one word at a time, and said, "Ning Yu."

As soon as the words fell, Yi Xuefeng's body was like the wind, she suddenly got up from the ground, grabbed Qieyun's shoulder and exerted all her strength.

Qie Yun didn't move and let him grab her, and looked at him indifferently with his slightly sideways eyes, as if all the coquettishness and grievances just now were Yi Xuefeng's illusion.

Yi Xuefeng stared at him in amazement for a long time, until his hands were shaking, he said with difficulty: "You...why?"

Qie Yun lowered his eyes and said: "There is no reason, I wanted to kill him, so I did."

Yi Xuefeng directly raised his hand, Qie Yundong didn't move, he looked at him without blinking, not afraid that he would hit him down.

Yi Xuefeng saw his magic eyes that seemed to be dripping blood, and couldn't drop his hand no matter what.

In a daze, he remembered what Qie Yun once said to him that sword spirits can also be enchanted, met those dark eyes that looked like ghosts, slowly lowered his hands, and staggered back a few steps.

Qie Yun looked at him, a smile slowly curled up on the corner of his lips, that smile was sinister, and seemed to be mocking himself: "Father, look, I am like this, this is my nature, isn't it different from what you know? ?”

He slowly stepped forward, stretched out his hand to gently lift Yi Xuefeng's chin, stared closely at his pupils that were almost shrunk into a line, and said in a low voice, "Do you think I'm disgusting? Make a date with me Do you think the contract pattern is dirty? It's just a pity, no matter how dirty the contract pattern is, you can't remove it as easily as last time."

Just now when Qieyun wanted to kill Ning Yu, Yi Xuefeng didn't have the heart to hit him, but when he heard the "disgusting", his panic expression suddenly sank, and then he threw his hand at Qieyun without blinking. a slap.

with a snap.

Qie Yun was beaten to the side, and his cheeks turned red instantly.

Yi Xuefeng withdrew her hand and said coldly: "Listen yourself, is this a human language?"

Qie Yun turned his head, raised his hand to wipe the corners of his swollen lips, and gave a last smile, almost breaking his mouth and saying: "I am not a human being, so what I say will naturally not be human."

Yi Xuefeng slapped him neatly again, his face was colder than the ice: "I'll give you another chance, tell me something I want to hear."

Qie Yun was slapped twice, but there was still no trace of anger on his face, as if such humiliation was nothing to him.

He opened his lips lightly, seeing that his unwillingness to admit defeat seemed to be about to say something to make Yi Xuefeng angry again, Yi Xuefeng stopped the loss in time, raised his hand again before he could speak, shook his paw threateningly, and said coldly: "Qieyun, I'm not in a good temper right now."

Qie Yun pursed his lips, tilted his head for a long time, and said in a muffled voice, "I was wrong."

Yi Xuefeng's chest hurt from anger at his self-deprecating words, but when he admitted his mistake with a face full of disbelief, Yi Xuefeng's heart immediately softened.

He stepped forward, touched Qie Yun's face lightly, and said distressedly, "Does it hurt?"

Qie Yun pushed his hand away, tilted his head and said coldly: "It doesn't hurt."

Yi Xuefeng slapped him twice in a fit of anger, and immediately regretted it. After all, Qieyun was not his own son, and these two slaps would be an unforgivable humiliation for a grown man.

Yi Xuefeng: "Qieyun, yes..."

Before he finished apologizing, Qie Yun lowered his head and lightly interrupted him: "Although those few words just now were angry words, but the words 'I am not a human' are true, Yi Xuefeng , I’m just a sword, in the three realms I’m lacking in everything, except the sword, you don’t need to be so good with a sword.”

Yi Xuefeng's words were stuck in his throat, and the suppressed anger burned again, but seeing Qie Yun's sarcastic and sad face, he couldn't express it.

He looked at Qieyun for a long time before murmuring dejectedly: "I've said it countless times, I don't care what you are, even if you are a demon cultivator, I will not alienate you."

Yi Xuefeng took a deep breath, and slowly stepped forward to grab Qie Yun's wrist, but Qie Yun dodged it with a flick of his hand.

Yi Xuefeng had no choice but to take back his hand, and said: "Didn't you never abandon me when I became a demon? We have experienced so much together, why do you still think I am that kind of ungrateful person?"

Hearing this, Qie Yun seemed to sneer, probably because he had shown Yi Xuefeng the worst side, and he no longer cared about Yi Xuefeng's opinion as before.

He turned around, staring at Yi Xuefeng with blood-colored pupils, and said in a deep voice: "Yi Xuefeng, 100 years have passed, do you really think that I am still the little sword spirit who knew nothing about the world?"

Qieyun was dressed in a black robe, and his scarlet pupils seemed to overflow with blood and tears when he squinted slightly. His whole body exuded the demon breath and evil nature that every demon cultivator possessed.

Yi Xuefeng looked at him in astonishment, and then suddenly realized that Qieyun was no longer the naughty and jumpy boy in his impression, the little boy whose height was only between his eyebrows, he seemed to have grown up overnight, his body changed He was so tall that he was even half a head taller than Yi Xuefeng, and the childishness of that boy's face also unknowingly receded, leaving only a cold and stern look on his face.

"You have slept for 100 years, not one year, nor ten years." Qie Yun's sleeves were as wide as a curtain, and he raised his hand lightly, a black magic breath floated from his sleeve, whistling past Yi Xuefeng His ear fell straight into the water under his feet.

A circle of ripples spread out, Yi Xuefeng felt suffocated, and when he raised his head again, snowflakes began to fall from the empty sky.

"Hundred years pass by, father, no one will stay in the same place forever." Qie Yun said softly, "During these hundred years, Linfan has been promoted, Ning Yu has become a demon, and even Qiu Manxi has gradually become obsessed. Forget about your passing sorrows, take in a new apprentice, and transfer all your love to other people, and I..."

He looked at Yi Xuefeng almost sadly, his voice was so soft that it was almost breathless: "... so many people have changed, do you still expect me to remain the same?"

Yi Xuefeng murmured: "I said... I never cared."

"You care." Qie Yun interrupted him, "You have always cared, but because of your temper, you never took the initiative to say it to hurt other people's hearts."

Yi Xuefeng was stunned for a moment.

"Qiumanxi has harvested Qiu Jiang as a disciple, don't you feel grudges and sadness in your heart?"

"Ning Yu broke the way and became a demon, don't you find it difficult to accept?"

"I..." Qie Yun raised his hand, the black sleeves were hanging down his wrist, layers of folds folded in his elbow, he grabbed Yi Xuefeng's hand and put it on the side of his face, rubbing it lightly , eyes lowered slightly, and said sadly, "And I am now in a state that even I find disgusting, don't you really care?"

Yi Xuefeng listened in a daze, and then murmured softly after a long time: "You are my Qieyun... that's enough."

Qie Yun was stunned for a moment, and finally couldn't help but chuckled, but the smile was so lonely that it made people uncomfortable.

He gently put down Yi Xuefeng's hand, took a deep breath, and said softly: "Ning Yu...after being possessed by a demon a hundred years ago, the inner demon has not been eliminated."

Yi Xuefeng looked at him in a daze, not understanding why the topic suddenly turned to Ning Yu, he almost instinctively followed Qie Yun's words and asked, "What demon?"

Qie Yun smiled wryly, and said: "The demon that can make him sober and go crazy, or to put it bluntly, that demon is you."

Yi Xuefeng couldn't understand: "What?"

Qie Yundao: "When you died in the demon-slaying formation, Ning Yu rushed there. Xu Shi saw the scene of your fall with his own eyes. The inner demon was formed in an instant and forced him into the devil's way."

Yi Xuefeng's heart ached.

"And until now, that demon is still in his heart." Qie Yun looked at Yi Xuefeng's face and said, "So I don't understand whether he is so attached to you because he really loves you, or because he can't get what he wants. The inner demons are at work."

Qie Yun never told Yi Xuefeng that Ning Yu had a heart demon. Firstly, he didn't want Yi Xuefeng to feel sorry for Ning Yu any more, causing him to get deeper and deeper. Second, he was afraid that Yi Xuefeng would feel that Ning Yu admired him. Just because of that damn demon.

If Ning Yu had always been a teacher and brother to Yi Xuefeng because of his inner demon, Qie Yun would have nothing to do with it, but Ning Yu's devil was so whimsical that he wanted to double cultivate with Yi Xuefeng, after knowing this, Qie Yun could no longer maintain the disguise.

Qie Yun said softly: "Can you accept that he is only with you because of a demon formed in a single thought? If one day, his demon disappears and everything returns to normal, what will happen to him, and what will you do?"

Yi Xuefeng has never thought about this question. The reason why he asked Ning Yu to think about his true feelings for him is because Yi Xuefeng grew up with Ning Yu, and he was afraid that Ning Yu would not be able to tell what is family affection and what is love , If you admit your mistake on the spur of the moment, it will be difficult to end at that time.

Now that Qieyun spoke out from a demon, Yi Xuefeng was even more confused.

"Heart demon..." Yi Xuefeng murmured, "He... also has heart demons."

Suddenly, the words that Ning Yu said when he saw the fake "Yi Xuefeng" when he was in Yunhu City all those years ago sounded in Yi Xuefeng's mind:

"I remember you. You are the ugly monster with half of his face destroyed. You are among Xuefeng's demons."

Devil...

Xuefeng's heart demon...

Yi Xuefeng suddenly shuddered unconsciously, how did Ning Yu know about his inner demon back then?

Perhaps with this idea as a traction, several faint images suddenly flashed in his mind, which were not very obvious, but he could vaguely glimpse two intertwined figures, as well as the looming golden ring.

Yi Xuefeng pressed his aching forehead violently, but when he tried to look again, he could only see a blank space.

Seeing that Yi Xuefeng's body was crumbling, Qieyun instinctively wanted to help him, but just as he touched Yi Xuefeng's wrist, at that moment, a sword light suddenly came from the void, and a whistling sound came from Qieyun. Straight through Cloud's wrist.

Qieyun's pupils shrank, his arm turned into a sword blade in an instant, and the sword light was shattered and shaken away with two clangs.

In the void not far away, there seemed to be ripples gently swaying, and then a hand stretched out from the midair, and after a muffled sound, it actually tore open a gap in the void that could allow one person to pass through.

Qie Yun's face darkened.

In that empty space, Ning Yu stepped in, and the calm water under his feet seemed to be stirred by a strong wind, with huge ripples rippling away into the distance, and he didn't see the end for a long time.

Ning Yu was full of terrifying demon breath, and his expression was like a deadly ghost. The scarlet magic pupil blinked slightly, and two blood tears fell from his eyelashes. When they fell on the ground, they turned into hard blood-colored glass and melted into the water surface. The surface of the water below was blood-red.

Holding the poppy sword in his hand, his pupils shrank severely when he saw Yi Xuefeng, and the magic breath on his body increased instead of decreasing.

He glanced at Qieyun's wrist holding Yi Xuefeng, his expression didn't fluctuate at all, he just stretched out his hand expressionlessly, and said coldly to Yi Xuefeng: "Xuefeng."

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