The self-cultivation of the female supporting role of the evil party

Immediately, he turned over in a panic, and firmly bit the ground with his teeth, which was full of dilapidated scenes after the battle. Even after swallowing a lot of dirt, he did not let go, and desperately exerted force with his neck, dragging his remnant body forward.

He bit the ground one bite at a time like this, and moved forward slowly, the blood from the wound was also dragged into long traces.

As for Jing Cheng, with his indifferent gaze, he followed behind calmly.

Hearing the desperate footsteps that he couldn't get rid of no matter what, Wei Xuan's mind had already been destroyed, and what was left was only fear.

I remember once, the master once asked him, what would happen to him if he died one day?

To this, Wei Xuan replied calmly and chicly at that time: "Who is immortal? As long as I can be buried in a good place with green mountains and green waters, so that I can die in peace, that's enough!"

Originally, Wei Xuan really thought so.

He really thought that if there was a day when he could face death calmly and gracefully, he would not be moved.

But... when the shadow of death really fell on his head, he found that he was wrong.

He doesn't want to die!

So even if you live on, even if you are extremely embarrassed and humiliated!He wants to live too!

He bit the ground with his teeth and dragged the bloody remnant forward, but even with all his strength, such a slow pace, how could it be better than human walking.

Soon, he saw a pair of legs with luxurious skirts formed by magnificent golden flames appeared in front of him as far as he could see.

Wei Xuan looked up with difficulty, it was condescending, looking down at his indifferent golden pupils.

"It's really embarrassing, Wei Xuan."

Hearing this, while trembling in panic, begging, he no longer had the unrestrained character of being a celestial master.

"Jingcheng...let me go, I'll be your dog, you can do whatever you want me to do!"

Wei Xuan's tone trembled, and then he seemed to remember something, and said excitedly again.

"By the way! Mysterious Master has left many treasures in the jade necklace on my chest. You can't open it without me unlocking the restriction. Even the memory of Mysterious Master has been passed on to me. I know a lot of things in that world. I believe that you will definitely go to that world in the future, and I am your most loyal lackey and follower!"

"After all, we have no enmity...don't kill me...please..."

This is also the biggest doubt in Wei Xuan's heart, why Jingcheng wanted to kill him, even sent a terrifying practitioner to put himself to death!Could it be because of the dispute on Qing Yun Hui?This is too unreasonable.

And looking at Wei Xuan who was begging for mercy on the ground, Jing Cheng just said without any emotional fluctuations.

"When you hurt my mother, you should have known this day."

Hearing this, Wei Xuan suddenly felt struck by lightning.

No wonder she wanted to kill herself.. so she knew what happened back then..

It's ridiculous that I thought the things back then were done seamlessly.

Even though he knew that he would definitely die, Wei Xuan still begged for the last time, hoping that Jing Cheng would change his mind.

He really regretted it, no matter what it was, he regretted it.

Obviously he had a chance, whether it was the phone call from the master, or the time when the woman in white disappeared, he had a chance to escape in time!Why stay!

He regretted even more, why did he go to the imperial capital!Otherwise, I wouldn't have fallen into this situation!

After gaining such a powerful power, he realized how ridiculous the ability he was once proud of was!

So he, who has just seen the new world, doesn't want to die!

He hasn't really enjoyed this power yet!Haven't started real life yet!Haven't gone to the world that you are fascinated by yet!

He is unwilling!

He can't die!

And Jingcheng looked at such a ugly and struggling state, there was no sympathy, no pity in his eyes, just silence.

Immediately, she slowly looked towards Yun Zhongjian.

And Yun Zhongjian also understood what she meant, after all, it had already been agreed before coming.

She stepped forward, only to see Wei Xuan's body rising out of thin air, then she closed her eyes, and pointed to Wei Xuan's forehead with a finger that cast a secret technique.

Immediately, Wei Xuan felt the sharp pain in his mind that could tear his soul apart, and he struggled even more violently.

Yun Zhongjian was searching for her soul. After all, Jingcheng wanted to know whether she had participated in the matter about her mother back then.

As she said, none of them will stay.

After a while, Wei Xuan landed on the ground, and Yun Zhongjian nodded to Jing Cheng, indicating that it was completed.

As for Wei Xuan on the ground, he was foaming at the mouth, obviously his sanity was greatly damaged.

After all, the art of searching for souls already damages one's sanity, not to mention that Wei Xuan's consciousness of dying is hazy at this time, and most of his sanity is directly damaged.

Even so, he was still struggling with his obsession with not wanting to die.

At this moment, Yun Zhongjian waved his sleeves, and immediately there appeared in his hand the blunt black-edged dagger.

After all, Jingcheng had said at the beginning that if the situation allowed, Wei Xuan would be left to him.

And those unexplainable phenomena on Wei Xuan before are enough to prove that what Jing Cheng said is true, he is the one who shoulders the destiny.

And those who kill the luck must be affected by the cause, which is also an eternal common sense in the practice world.

So right now, this dagger with no cause to the world is also the most suitable.

Jing Cheng took the dagger and Jin Yan held it.

Seeing Wei Xuan's embarrassing and ugly appearance, she sent it to her heart.

Perhaps it was the severe pain that aroused Wei Xuan's clarity.

A lot of hatred, anger, unwillingness to despair filled his heart, making his eyes tear open.

At the last moment, his eyes were full of resentment, as if this world could not bear his resentment and hatred, until he slowly lost his vitality and finally died.

Immediately, Jingcheng dropped the golden flame towards him.

The scene was a bit terrifying. His remnant body was scorched black first, and then it was submerged by the sudden spread of golden flames. Not even a piece of ashes remained, and his body and spirit disappeared.

In the end, all that remained was the jade necklace.

The Tianjiao who rose up in the imperial capital and caused countless disturbances died in the nameless wilderness like this.

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ps: I coded for too long yesterday, which made me a little delirious. My mind was messed up, and then I accidentally stunned an innocent book friend. I apologize here, sorry, sorry, I really didn't mean it. (sincere)

Also, oops, I don't understand what the book review area is arguing about. Isn't it good for everyone to get along with each other and read books? If it's really uncomfortable, just scold the author!

Everyone agrees directly!It's all the fault of the dog author!Just scold the author! (But don't scold too hard (funny)) In this way, there will be no quarrel, above.

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I have something to do today, please take a day off, and update normally tomorrow.

that's all.

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185. Hard!Jing An Yao's fist is hardened!

In the twilight of the morning, the first hint of drunken color breaks through the sky, and light spots fall through the intertwined layers of leaves.

The breeze blew past, bringing up the surrounding sand and dust that was full of gunpowder smoke and traces of destruction.

The first smear of sunlight fell on Jingcheng's side face, and the reflection of the antlers formed a faint shadow pattern beside her indifferent eyebrows and eyes, just like strange lines, coupled with the golden flames covering the whole body of the Yan skirt, there is an indescribable feeling. The sacred dignity makes people want to worship.

Wei Xuan's body and spirit were completely destroyed, and the black dagger stuck on the ground, which was not stained with half of the blood in his chest just now, also because of the exhaustion of the only chance to use it, cracks gradually formed all over his body, and finally broke, turning into flashes. The powder with a gloomy color looks a little gorgeous until it is blown away by the wind.

At the same time, the system also popped up a reminder message, and then one after another, it immediately popped up.

Jingcheng ignored it for the time being, just looked at the place where Wei Xuan was swallowed by the golden flame just now.

finished.

Perhaps because of the state of [Please God], even though she watched Wei Xuan disappear in extreme pain and unwillingness to distort, her heart was always calm, and she didn't feel relieved.

But undoubtedly, this also boils down to what's on her mind.

And where Wei Xuan was submerged by the golden flames, what remains in place now is only the jade necklace that shines brightly under the sunlight.

It is extremely extraordinary to be able to survive under the engulfment of the golden flame.

Jingcheng slowly stretched out his hand, and then it floated and landed in his hand out of thin air.

After reading the original text, she naturally knew what it was.

This is also Grandpa Wei Xuan, the place where Xuanshi usually inhabits and sleeps. The source of the sub-fire of the Burning Flame Fire is also among them.

Immediately, Jingcheng put it away, and looked back at Yunzhongjian, whose white clothes were spotless.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a stabbing pain from the depths of her mind, which was indescribable and even touched her soul!

After all, [Please God] is a means to allow it to obtain its own limit strength. Simply put, it is a balloon that inflates to the maximum. The longer it takes, the deeper the impact will be, and the more painful and unbearable it will be.

Although the statute of limitations has not yet expired, after all, it is useless to continue to maintain it and it will only hurt himself, so Jingcheng untied the state of "Please God".

In an instant, the antlers shrunk, and the golden flames that surrounded her slowly converged, and the red dress returned to where it touched, swaying like a dragon's fire dance, and finally drove her skirt to circle and disappear.

Come fast, go fast.

When Jingcheng opened his eyes again, they were already black pupils, and they no longer had the sense of holiness that made people want to worship.

Jingcheng also seemed to be sucked out of the air in an instant, her brows were tightly frowned, and extreme weakness swept her whole body, and her mind was even more painful like a needle prick, making her unable to stand still at all, and fell towards the ground.

I saw white sleeves waving, bringing an unspeakably quiet and elegant fragrance.

Immediately, Jingcheng also felt that he had fallen into an embrace filled with a faint cold fragrance, and his cheeks were even more softly pressed.

That is definitely the stream in the cloud.

After all, even though she couldn't see it clearly with her clothes on, even if she didn't show her clothes when she was in the space of the tower just now, the arc is enough to prove how tolerant she is.

Although not as good as Wen Xian, Yun Zhongjian was obviously more beautiful.

Of course it was Yun Zhongjian who caught her very gently.

After recovering a bit, Jing Cheng also opened his eyes.

What caught my eye was the eyes of the stream in the cloud, as clear as the pine, and the cold pond in the pine. Just like this, she lowered her head and looked at it shallowly. When a sudden breeze came, and when the veil was slightly lifted with the breeze, the corners of her lips that were faintly exposed, imagined At the same time, it makes people's hearts rippling.

Jingcheng felt inexplicably...the atmosphere seemed to be so subtle.

"How are you."

It is the sound of the stream in the cloud like snow.

Hearing this, Jing Cheng also got out of her arms, and slowly stood up.

During the process, he trembled again because of the weakness of his legs. Seeing this, Yun Zhongjian was ready to help, but Jing Cheng signaled that he was fine.

After all, she doesn't like to show weakness, and she doesn't like to be the one who needs to be taken care of in the eyes of others.

The matter of the space in the tower actually did not have much impact on Jingcheng, after all, this is her character after all.

After getting up, although unspeakable weakness and exhaustion came in bursts, Jing Cheng still took a deep breath and tried to pull himself together.

Seeing this, Yun Zhongjian felt a little relieved.

After all, Jingcheng's state just now was indeed very strange. Although her performance was also very cold and indifferent, her demeanor and words were always extremely domineering and arrogant, but she was obviously too indifferent just now, as if she had lost her emotions.

So Yun Zhongjian naturally guessed whether this was the price of her using Jin Yan's method, or a sequelae.

Looking at the current appearance, this guess is temporarily dispelled.

In fact, whether it's the dagger that has no reason with the world, or the golden flame that enforces the boundary between immortals and mortals, or Wei Xuan's strangeness, in short, everything that happened tonight proves that Jing Cheng has a big secret.

But even so, Yun Zhongjian didn't ask any questions right now.

After all, everyone has their own deep secrets.

What's more, Yun Zhongjian is also a widow, and he doesn't take the initiative to care about other things other than cultivating the Tao.

In short, Jing Cheng, who barely recovered, looked at Chu Yang rising from the sky, and said, "Go back."