The whole world thought I was dead!

The young man tilted his head slightly, his delicate face was a little pale under the cold light.He looked at Hua Huaijun's angry appearance, without any ups and downs in his tone, and still said word by word: "Human beings are really annoying." His thick eyelashes blinked, as if thinking, paused, and then continued: " Especially you!" The weird small breast cavity coupled with the undulating tone makes people feel weird and creepy.

After hearing this, Ren Changkong was slightly startled, is the system angry?

Having lived with the system for countless years, this is the first time Ren Changkong has seen such a human side of the system.

He looked at the familiar young boy across the street, feeling very complicated. In his impression, he only knew the system that asked him to do tasks with a baby voice, a baby voice, and a baby, and now it turned into an adult, not to mention, it even has human emotions? !

How on earth did he have it?Did he evolve?Will the virtual code also understand human emotions?

Ren Changkong looked at the system in confusion.

Hua Huaijun tilted his head slightly, and saw his master staring at Xitong in front of him without blinking. He felt that all his hard work had turned into snow water, and disappeared under the sunshine!Leave no trace.

He clutched his chest, feeling the sharp pain that almost pierced his heart, bit his lips tightly, his clear face was filled with black air, and his eyes were frighteningly dark.

The young man took a light step forward, and the incomparably vast and vast spiritual power surged over the sky, and even the color of the sky and the earth changed. The pale blue light surrounded the entire boundless mountain range. Block the fierce momentum!

Ren Changkong's pupils shrank suddenly, it was his spiritual power, why was it on the system?

Hua Huaijun pulled the master who had been silent all the time, and protected him behind him.

Her untied long hair fluttered in the wind, making her appear rebellious.He raised his eyes and looked at the slightly childish young man in front of him, the corners of his mouth curled up, his blood-stained lips were extremely red, and he wrote lightly: "Your running dog was killed by me."

The young man tilted his head, as if he didn't understand, and it took him a while to react. He frowned slightly, "Mo, Li, dead?"

Hua Huaijun smiled slightly, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and he said maliciously: "Yes, he is dead!"

"Ah, that's right." Hua Huaijun slowly untied the white spirit silk, took out the saber, and said seemingly unintentionally: "My heart was broken by me."

He was clearly talking about bloody things, but Hua Huaijun smiled like a spring flower, and even the corners of his upturned eyes narrowed slightly in satisfaction.

The young man looked at Mr. Hua Huai, nodded expressionlessly, his clear eyes clearly reflected the figure on the opposite side, and said word by word: "I see."

There was no emotion in the voice, as if the dead was an unrelated stranger.

Hua Huaijun sneered: "As expected of the Sect Master of the Demon Sect, the confidant who has followed him for thousands of years is dead, yet he can be so ruthless."

The boy blinked his eyes unresponsively, and responded slowly in a childish voice: "Human beings will always die."

A crack was opened in the void around him, and the young man took out a long sword from it, and said again unhurriedly: "You are no exception."

Mr. Hua Huai stood holding a sword, with black hair and snow skin, and thin red lips. He turned his head to look at the master, and gently surrounded him sideways. The hot and humid breath blew past his ears, and his voice was hoarse, with an inexplicable meaning: "You promised me."

Only then did Ren Changkong remember what he had promised not long ago.

Jian Mei frowned slightly, Ren Changkong held Hua Huaijun's wrist, hesitantly said, "But it's... Xitong..."

The ice-cold fingertips stopped him from saying anything, Hua Huaijun's eyes deepened: "No but."

Ren Changkong looked at the wayward apprentice, and was about to say something more, but found that there was no sound at all. He looked at Hua Huaijun in astonishment, why did he cast the Locking Words Curse on him?

Mr. Hua Huai gently brushed Master's somewhat messy long hair blown by the wind behind his ears. Looking at Master's handsome eyebrows, he couldn't help but leaned over and kissed at the corner of his eyes, "Wait for me when I come back."

Ren Changkong couldn't care about his apprentice's weird behavior at all, and he was very anxious. He wanted to say that if the system really inherited all his spiritual power, this stupid apprentice might not be able to beat him!

The system will not show mercy to his subordinates.

Just as he was about to pull Hua Huaijun back again, a cold light flashed, Ren Changkong was startled, and quickly withdrew his hand.

He looked at the source of the cold light, and the system withdrew the sword expressionlessly, and said in a flat but arrogant tone, "It's disgusting."

Hua Huai Jun heard the words and sneered: "Who can make you sick! Ingratitude! Shameless! Heartless and ungrateful! When you stole the master's spiritual power, you were not soft at all!"

Ren Changkong blinked, the system stole his spiritual power?

The boy's black eyes looked at Mr. Hua Huai inorganically, as if in an abyss, and his tone rarely fluctuated, "I, no, yes!"

Hua Huaijun sneered, his beautiful face was covered with frost, unable to hide his killing intent: "Will a despicable and shameless thief admit that he stole something?"

The young man lowered his head, staring at the saber in his hand, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't move for a long time.

Hua Huaijun drew a circle with his sword, silently placed the person in the safe circle, pursed his lips and said, "I have wronged you."

It was rare for Ren Changkong to become irritable. The system and the apprentice, he always felt that neither of them would do anything to hurt him, but the development of things always caught him off guard!

What went wrong?

"I, no, yes," the young man suddenly raised his head, stared at Hua Huaijun firmly, and said firmly, "You, only, are, most, should, die, people!"

Mr. Huahuai held the sword, and under the sunlight, the bones of the sword became more and more transparent. There were layers of mist around the sword body, and his feet had been frozen for hundreds of miles. He looked at the boy opposite, his pupils were as red as blood, and his black hair was like ink. If evil spirits.

"It would be great if you were the one who died in the first place!" The young man spoke slowly and indifferently, with a serious expression on his delicate face.

"shut up!"

Hua Huaijun clenched the Bone Sword in his palm, his veins bulged, his fingertips sank into his flesh, blood snaked down the blade, the corners of his eyes were trembling slightly, his teeth were clenched tightly, and he spoke out His words seemed to bite people's flesh and blood, and he hated them like eating them raw: "You don't deserve to be called Master at all!"

The sound of piercing through the sky came at him with the momentum of thunder, mighty and domineering, Hua Huaijun dodged sideways, his black hair was disheveled, and he raised his sword to bully him, the cold ice aura turned into thousands of ice edges from the air like The rain of swords came in a swarm, everywhere, blocking the escape route.

The young man's eyes flashed, his wrist turned lightly, and the sword in his hand shone with a glistening white light, which swept across the air, and the rain of swords quickly dissipated.Then the tip of his toes lightened, and he retreated quickly, clamping the tip of the Bone Sword with one hand, the tip of the sword pierced the skin, and blood rolled down the blood groove.

Hua Huaijun pulled out fiercely, and slashed his palm towards the boy's heart, with a cold murderous intent.The system leaned back to dodge, and at the same time, the sword stabbed obliquely like a snake coming out of a hole, the angle was tricky, the cold tip of the sword penetrated the shield and fell into the flesh, and the blood soon stained the white Taoist robe.

Hua Huaijun covered the wound, his murderous intent became more intense, the bone sword came out of his hand, hovering in the air, exuding abnormal wailing, the ice spiritual power became more and more intense, almost comparable to Qingguang, Hua Huaijun's fierce He spat out a mouthful of blood and sprinkled it on the bone sword. The blade absorbed the master's heart and blood, and a halo of blood leaked from the cracks in the bone. It still looks like it was just carved like jade.

The young man was slightly stunned, looking at the thick black air lingering on Hua Huaijun's face, his milky voice was sweet and greasy: "No wonder."

Hua Huaijun held the Bone Sword again, and pulled out a ferocious smile, his gorgeous face twisted into a ghost, "Go to hell!"

The young man raised his sword to block the sharp red sword tip that was about to pierce his heart, tilted his head, and glanced at the man trapped in the circle below.

Hua Huaijun's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly withdrew his sword, only to find that his spiritual power was still gushing out crazily, his face changed slightly, and his voice was cold: "What did you do?"

The young man's fingertips radiated white light, he tapped lightly on the tip of the sword, and said unhurriedly: "I won't kill you, Su... Changkong will be angry when he comes back."

The ending sounded resigned, and the tone was slow: "But I'm very unhappy, so."

The bone sword suddenly pierced the young man's chest, but this time there was no blood seeping out. The young man's figure became more and more blurred until he disappeared, but the sword did not stop at all. !

Hua Huaijun looked at the direction of the sword, his brain suddenly went blank, his lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word!A few slightly familiar scenes flashed in my mind...

With a "boom", the sword force exploded on the ground.

Hua Huaijun's face was pale and disfigured, and his figure fell in the air, like a butterfly that had lost its wings, landing in a state of embarrassment.

He stumbled and ran forward, with dirty clothes and shoes, messy black hair, and he looked crazy. When he arrived at the destination, he found that there was no one there.

He knelt on the ground with blank eyes, where did his master go?

The slender fingertips were groping back and forth on the ground. It was obviously not a big place, but Mr. Hua Huai stared at it inch by inch stubbornly as if he couldn't see it, and refused to let go of it. Where is his master?Where did the master who was smiling at him just now go?

Why is he missing?

The childish young man stood beside him expressionlessly. He looked at Mr. Hua Huai, who was kneeling on the ground and kept patrolling. He thought for a while before he could organize his words. The sweet and milky voice spoke word by word, extremely serious : "You, stand up, you are Su Changkong's apprentice, you can't, kneel, even if you die, you have to die standing up."

His host is the number one legend in the cultivation world, how could Mr. Hua Huai, as his apprentice, kneel casually.

The system looked at Hua Huaijun who was not moving, feeling a little annoyed.

"I call you, get up!" The voice was slightly cold.

Hua Huaijun raised his head, he looked at Xitong, but he didn't seem to be looking at him.

The system knelt down, looked at the host's little apprentice, and moved his fingers uncomfortably. He seemed to make the host's little apprentice cry...

"Don't, cry!" Although the host hates this little apprentice of the host, but the host likes him very much, the system remembers the host's soft-spoken way to him, frowns slightly, and decides to lose him once if he fights again next time.

"I..." Before he finished speaking, there was a burst of extreme pain in his abdomen, and the system stared at the hand that inserted his own flesh and blood, his eyes widened in shock.He wanted to retreat extremely quickly, but found himself trapped by a light blue spell, unable to move.

Hua Huaijun withdrew his hand expressionlessly, his face pale as paper.The fingertips were dripping with blood, and the blood beads kept falling down, soaking the ground.

He stood up, his face hidden in the darkness, only a pair of autumn pupils were shining brightly, exuding a bright red light that destroyed everything.

Looking down, the blade of the Bone Sword in his hand was completely red like blood, and twisted black air was exuding from the edge of the blade.

The tip of the sword was lifted lightly and fell to the heart.

Xitong looked at the tip of the sword and pursed his lips. What Mo Li said was right, human beings are indeed extremely cunning and deceitful, so it is unbelievable.After thinking about it, I added a sentence in my heart, except for the host.

Just one second before the tip of the sword was about to pierce the heart.

A loud shout came: "Let him go, your master is in my hands!"