long night walk

Lin Xi was originally the orphan of the God of Si Le in the fairy world. She was indifferent by nature and had a clear understanding of life and death. Everyone said that she was too mysterious and Su Jing was forgetful.

But Ning Feiyan knows that in this world, the only person who can truly forget his feelings is the Lord Lin Xi.

But at this moment, she took the initiative to get involved in this dispute. The bare hand that can only play the piano and the hairpin was stained with the blood of the immortal, and was stained with killing.

Ning Feiyan defected to the Demon Realm and did not belong to the Immortal Sect. She can act unscrupulously and without restraint.

But doesn't this Lin Xi know what kind of consequences her actions will bring to her sect?

Could it be that the stupid cat was behind her back, and somehow caused an extra romantic debt?
Good guy, does she remember that this kid's first love in the world is the young master of Lord Lin Xi?

However, this is not what Ning Feiyan cares about the most.

She cares more about...

Given that Lin Xi's cultivation level is just enough to overcome the soul-robbing realm, how could she kill a white fairy instantly and silently overnight?

And looking at Hong Zhuang's appearance, she didn't seem to care about letting them know that she killed Bai Xian.

"Oh, it seems that Cangwu Palace also has its own little secret."

Ning Feiyan squinted her eyes and smiled charmingly: "I am a concubine, but I like collecting such little secrets the most~"

She fell from the branches lightly, like a purple butterfly falling to the snow, the veil of the shawl fluttered with the wind, the smoke was blue and white, like a fairy in the painting.

The secret of the gate of the world is really no more than the effort of a stick of incense.

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The morning fog was thick and frosty.

Several sword lights pierced the sky and cut through the morning fog.

Several monks gathered from all over the world first sensed the pure fairy breath in this snowy forest.

They were overjoyed, at such a critical juncture, following the immortals in the sky, even if they picked up some leftovers, would be an extremely rich fairy fate.

Even if you don't get any benefits, it is a great blessing to have a good eye in front of the immortal.

The disciples from all sides of the third-rate cultivation sects chased after him excitedly, but when they saw the scene in the snowy forest, they couldn't help but stunned in place.

"Oh my god! This immortal is actually sucking the scale powder of the bone demon butterfly."

"That's a forbidden item in the Immortal Dao, how dare he do it."

"Tsk tsk tsk, is this the immortal who eats the wind and drinks the dew? Look at this crazy appearance, I'm afraid it has been a long time since he smoked this forbidden thing like scale powder?"

"He is trying to die. There is an order in the Immortal Realm to prohibit the contamination of such evil things as the Bone Demon Butterfly. This is a felony."

Originally coming here in high spirits, who would have thought that they would encounter such an unlucky side, those monks who wanted to flatter and stick to it, retreated thirty feet away at this moment, as if they were afraid of getting dirty.

"Aren't we going to help him?" Someone said kindly, but the tone could not conceal the meaning of watching a show.

The fall of an immortal is a rare sight in a thousand years.

The inferiority of human beings is always like this. People who are admired in every possible way one moment will become the object of watching the show the next second.

This is the normal state of the world, with three, six, nine, and class distinctions.

The monks of the immortal sects in the world look down on Wu Fu, and Wu Fu looks down on mortals who are born, old, sick and dying.

And the immortal living above the clouds looked down on all living beings, and he also looked down upon the monks in the lower realm.

Especially the gods of the upper world who are born with natural spiritual power like Tan Yuansi and are destined to become immortals, they look down on the monks who are struggling in the chaotic world of mortals and trying to get rid of the fate of ordinary people.

Although the way of immortality is prosperous, but the monks in the world often suffer from those gods who look down and roll their eyes.

Even the third-rate sect forces have to offer expensive spiritual power to the celestial beings every year, but it is always difficult to get a good face.

But for the sake of the great dream in their hearts, they have to humble themselves to please each other.

According to common sense, when immortals are in trouble, monks like them should rush forward to show their favor and offer help.

A small helping hand can be exchanged for a big opportunity, so why not do it.

But right now they knew that helping Tan Yuansi like this was just a waste of effort.

Not to mention that the Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan would not tolerate him, once he was infected with the Bone Demon Butterfly, even an immortal would be completely useless from now on.

Why waste effort to save a fallen immortal who is rotten from the inside out.

"Brother Fei, if you want to save him with good intentions, I will never stop you."

Someone laughed and said, "It's just that being infected with the bone-eating devil butterfly is a taboo in the immortal sect. We must record the process of this immortal leader's violation of the prohibition in jade slips, and cast it as soon as possible. Talent is so that more people will not suffer.”

Tan Yuansi listened to the group of people in his ears taking him as the main body, chatting and laughing happily, his heart felt like being stung by a poisonous thorn!
He couldn't control his body, the damn thing was that he had just smoked scale powder, and his mind was abnormally clear.

This is also the viciousness of Ning Feiyan.

clack clack...

The pulsating sound of the spiritual flow recorded in the jade slip made Tan Yuan Sidao's heart break and his eyes crack.

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Golden Sparrow Liu's eyes were deep, looking at a star falling from the sky, she withdrew her gaze, and looked at the young man in white who was sitting in a wheelchair not far away.

He sighed softly, and said, "Even if you are the prince of the Immortal Kingdom, you still have to pay the price for your willful behavior today."

"Oh?" A deep and warm voice was erratic in the sound of wind and snow.

The five fingers of the white-clothed boy sitting in the wheelchair were entwined with a wisp of thin vine silk as soft as a blue wind.

He slowly lifted up a face with distinct facial features like a sculpture, and a pair of pupils with light gray color, the man said expressionlessly:
"Then I don't know what price I can pay for this willful behavior with my crippled body? Master Que Liu can come and take it as much as you like, and it's nothing to say."

Golden Sparrow Liu's cold and ruthless face is not as sharp as it used to be, and there seems to be some helplessness in her reserved and sharp eyes: "Your Highness, don't make things difficult for me."

"I won't embarrass Master Que Liu." Shen Jibai said with a calm and good temper, "I will ask Master Que Liu to go back and make a good job, this price, how about having my head pay for it? "

The rattan silk is as slender and soft as hair, as light as weightless, floating in the wind.

And the vines climbed up the wind marks and wound up, circling around the young man's neck.

He moved his five fingers lightly, and the extremely thin vines fluttered gently. It looked like an extremely beautiful picture, but it concealed a great danger.

As long as he clenches his fist slightly with five fingers, the next moment, the green vine silk that is as thin as a gossamer will suddenly twist in, tear open the fairy clothes, and instantly make someone's head fall to the ground.

Who could have imagined that the person who could trap the Golden Fairy Sparrow Willow helplessly in this snowy area would be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Guyin Kingdom in the Immortal Realm who was forcing him to die.

If there are other fairy elders here, I am afraid that it will be even more surprising that this son Shen Jibai, who has always had the appearance of a green pine and a young man, and is extremely romantic, will also be the daughter of this daughter's house. Hanging' like vulgar move.

But the frightening thing is that this vulgar move is extremely effective.

Because this His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Ancient Yin Kingdom, the well-known Young Master Jibai, has an exceptionally high status.

He has the only unique skill in the world that can create spiritual roots, he is endowed with extraordinary talents, and he also learns from Emperor Zun.

Whether it's his personal ability or his lofty status, I believe that no one can watch him being forced to death in front of his own eyes.

No one can afford such a crime.

It can even be said that because of his unique great talent, even if he is facing the monarch of the demon world at this moment, he is reluctant to die of such a talent.

But for Golden Sparrow Willow, these are not the most important.

As the Golden Immortal of Justice, he knows that his responsibility is above all else, and he is not afraid of taking the responsibility of killing the prince of the Immortal Kingdom and the disciple of the Immortal Venerable.

Completion of the killing order comes first, and guilt comes later.

Even if the person in front of him is a high-ranking immortal threat, he can fight against it without blinking an eye.

But this person...is Shen Jibai.

That Shen Jibai who saved his life and gave him a new life.

Golden Sparrow Willow is the god in charge of killing, and it was not officially in charge of the law 200 years ago.

Being in charge of wars and fighting demons has led to an overly murderous intent, making it difficult to balance himself for a while, his spiritual roots are shattered, and he is facing the danger of the collapse of the immortal world.

Golden Sparrow Willow is indifferent and indifferent by nature, but she is still unwilling to be reconciled to the great event of life and death.

The fairyland is boundless, and the avenue is ruthless.

The law of cultivating immortals in the Shangqing Realm is also cruel and indifferent. His spiritual roots are broken, and his immortal clothes are broken and difficult to repair.

Even the Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan had given up on him, and set up a tombstone for him for future generations to worship.

Just when Golden Fairy Bird Liu was unwilling but had to accept this cruel fact, it was Shen Jibai who refined an immortal spirit root, which made him reshape the immortal clothes to condense the immortal soul.

The quality of that immortal spirit root was even higher than the original spirit root of the golden fairy sparrow willow.

Taking this opportunity, he advanced instead of retreating in realm, and let him witness the magic of Shen Jibai's ingenious hands.

If it weren't for Shen Jibai, Que Liu would still be just a lone star in the Xinghai Soul Tomb.

The grace of rebuilding is as heavy as a mountain.

And in the fairy world, there are thousands of people like Que Liu who have received great favor from Shen Jibai.

Afterwards, Golden Sparrow Liu, who never promises easily, knelt down to thank Penglai, promising that he would repay this kindness with his life.

Golden Sparrow Willow will never forget that day, the early morning mountain scene, the young man in white in the court was not good at walking, he made a cup of tea, and said to him lightly:

"It's just a matter of convenience, Master Que Liu, don't worry about it. If you feel indebted, why don't you help me with a new tea and give me a few words of experience, which will be more than enough for me, so don't say more."

There is never a lack of pretentious hypocrisy in the world, especially the tricks of flicking off clothes and hiding one's identity and fame.

Clearly eager to give small favors and favors to make people die for him, but on the surface, he still wants to maintain the demeanor of being born in the world.

People in the immortal way especially love this way.

The mountains are high and the waters are dangerous, and it is difficult to travel long distances in Japan. If you are not in the mountains, you are not in the water, only in the human relationship.

Although Shen Jibai has always been known as a hermit and indifferent, the wind in the forest.

But Que Liu also believes that in this world, it is impossible for a mediocre immortal to gift such a precious and almost extravagant spiritual root for no purpose.

People's hearts are unpredictable, and anyone who invests in Qiong Yao needs to be rewarded. The immortal Zhu Zhan Yu him has the kindness of knowing and encountering him, and he can't repay him.

When necessary, when the war between immortals and demons is raging, he needs to repay his favor with death.

Giving a gift of spiritual roots, kindness and rebirth, is far better than the kindness of knowing one another, Que Liu doesn't believe that the prince of the fairy kingdom has no selfishness at all.

There are too many people in the world who lure them with profit and seduce them with emotion. In the six worlds, the pursuit of power is the same everywhere.

As the prince of the fairy kingdom, he subdued the fairy party and secretly cultivated loyal staff members. This is a common way for high-ranking people to win over.

Que Liu has been in the fairy world for thousands of years, and she knows a lot about this way.

He doesn't take it seriously, even if he has selfishness, he has to accept this overwhelming kindness. If Shen Jibai needs it, as long as he does not violate the laws of the fairy world, benevolence, justice and morality, he is willing to repay it generously.

Que Liu landed on Penglai Island with this determination.

It's just that when he saw the cup of tea that Shen Jibai handed over, all the reasonable thoughts in his heart were completely overthrown.

Shen Ji's eyes were too clean when he handed over the tea, so clean that he could only save that cup of tea.

It has nothing to do with Fengyue power, nothing to do with the so-called grace of regeneration.

His expression was too peaceful, as if he really felt that the rare and rare fairy root was just an ordinary gift, as if the ingenuity and treachery in the depths of human nature in this world had nothing to do with him.

At that moment, he was in the world of mortals, but Que Liu felt that he did not belong to this troubled world.

Que Liu drank that cup of clear tea, the taste was slightly astringent and the aftertaste was sweet, it was just a cup of ordinary tea in the world, he had drunk this kind of tea before ascending to immortality.

He knew that this was a kind of old crude tea that mortal farmers often drank, and it tasted cheap and bitter.

Because this tea is too cheap, simply scald it with boiling water, fill a jar full, let it cool down and put it in a cool place in the field, and you can drink it for several days.

No one cooks carefully and slowly like Shen Jibai.

He is very proficient in tea ceremony, but the tea leaves are too bad, even if Shen Jibai cooks it himself, it tastes no different from ordinary rough tea.

However, Que Liu did not deal with it perfunctorily because of the poor quality of this tea, and still commented seriously: "This tea quenches thirst, it is excellent."

But to outsiders, this extremely short comment is really perfunctory.

But Shen Jibai smiled lightly, that smile was like a warm spring breeze, and his eyebrows became clear.

In heaven and earth, Que Liu has never seen such a fairy monk.

His heart throbbed for a moment, as if he had realized something.

Que Liu remembered that although Shen Jibai was the prince of the fairy kingdom, but because of his humble mother, he was born with a mortal child, and she was just a tea picker in Penglai Mountain.

He was born only because of his excellent appearance, and because he was favored by the lord of Penglai who raised his heart and bestowed him with a one-night dewy love.

The tea picking girl has no qualifications for cultivation, even if she fell in love with the Lord of the Immortal Kingdom for one night, it is absolutely impossible for him to take her to the Immortal Kingdom.

From the beginning to the end of the fairy world of the Shangqing, there has never been a fairy tale where mortals live in it.

Naturally, the tea picking girl was left on Penglai Island, and her identity was once embarrassing.

In the year of Shen Jibai's birth, the rosy glow shone across the Fourteen Continents, causing a sensation in the fairyland of the Shangqing, and even the lord of the fairy kingdom visited the mortal world once again.