MTL - The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful-Chapter 117 Wish for compensation

The description of "grazing buds" is called Qu Chi and smiles from the heart.

He thought of the third day of March, 13 years ago, and it was also a day when peach blossoms bloomed.

The sixteen-year-old boy took the dry baggage and stepped up the mountain against the crowd. The peach petals fell on his thin shoulders, and he had endless expectations, everything was as good as in the drama. Scenes.

... He embarked on Danyang Peak and has never been to it since.

Qu Chi went forward, and his fingertips slowly stroked the flexible branches of Xiaoshu. Wen said: "Well, thank you."

Xu Xingzhi stood up on one knee, sat on the ground, waved his hand at random, looked up at the sky like a porcelain, and closed his eyes.

He is not completely unintentional.

As soon as he thought of the upcoming decisive battle, his heart faintly revealed some unspeakable sadness.

...but the coming will always come.

On the last day of the 16th year of Tianding, one year old has been removed, and the scent of Tusu is fragrant. In the most lively and prosperous day in the world, the Ming Dynasty in the four fields of Fengling Mountain has a loud voice, and the sound of shouting is heard.

The gates of the wild can't be opened in the Fengling Cave, and they have no choice but to attack.

However, they rushed to the air and greeted them with an empty mountain with bright lights and no shadows.

Fortunately, this did not go beyond the expectations of Qu Chi and Xu Xingzhi.

Just like the decision of Qu Chi and Guangfujun at the beginning, in the face of the pressure of the army, no longer refusing to resist and succumbing to dangerous mountains, and choosing to temporarily withdraw and retain strength is the common sense of the military.

As far as they know, Fengling Mountain is mainly guarded by the red ancestor. Sun Yuanzhou, the master of the red ancestor, is a calm person who knows the current affairs and knows how to advance and retreat. It is not surprising to make such choices.

The only thing that everyone asked was that the nine lights also disappeared.

After searching for a circle around Lushan, Meng Zhongguang said: "He runs fast!"

For the last time when Ying Tianchuan failed to seize the opportunity to kill him, Meng Zhongguang was still worried, and now he told him to escape.

When I thought of it, I didn’t know when this **** would sneak out and harass my brother. Meng Chongguang’s beautiful face was mellow and red, and it was very interesting. It made Xu Xing’s pinch and pinch, and he sang for a while. Don't worry about him.

I don't know why, Xu Xingzhi's heart is always hung with a shadowy conjecture, which makes him feel depressed and depressed.

……Maybe……

When he tried to digest the doubts in his heart, a Ying Tianchuan disciple walked quickly and hurriedly shouted: "Xu Shixiong, there are a group of awake corpses in the Nanzhao twenty miles, about a hundred people, just hit one The team scanned the disciples of the people in the Magic Road. The two sides have started to fight and need support. You see..."

It’s hard to get rid of this corpse. It’s painless and dead. It’s just a bunch of copper peas that don’t smash and smash. If you’re smashed, you can’t get rid of it.

Xu Xingzhi heard the words, but he was stopped by Meng Zhongguang.

Meng Chongguang failed to kill the nine lights by hand. His heart was displeased. He urgently needed to find an exit to vent. In the wild, Meng Zhongguang did not deal with this dirty thing. He knew that the sweeping body was dirty and dangerous. Once you fight it, you will often see red and white mixed brain and blue-gray intestines squirming. He doesn't want to call Xu Xingzhi to touch these things. He said: "The most safe in the mountains, the brothers stay here. I went with them and I will come back soon."

Xu Xingzhi smiled and waved a hand: "Go."

Sending away Meng Zhongguang, Xu Xingzhi slowly converges on the bamboo fan that is shaking in the left palm, and squats at the night as cool as water, walking towards the Green Bamboo Temple.

There is no moon in the sky, only one day, the stars and waterfalls rush like the rain, reflecting the returning homes under the sky.

Jiuzhi Lan and Xu Xingzhi are both old-fashioned people. After becoming the master of the four gates, Jiuzhi Lan has kept the old scene for 13 years. The wood plants and rocks in front of it are even green on the ground. Bricks are also familiar with Xu Xingzhi's atrial shudder.

When he stepped on the land of his hometown, his body automatically went to the place he wanted to go.

When I walked to the front of the Qingzhu Temple, Zhou Beinan just walked out of the door. When he saw him sullenly coming, he greeted him: "Where is it, where are you going?"

Xu Xingzhi’s answer was very simple: “Go and see.”

After returning to Fengling Mountain, I saw the surrounding scenery. Zhou Beinan was actually quite envious of Xu Xingzhi.

... Although he has been away for many years, his hometown is still in the memory, no change in bricks and tiles.

But Zhou Beinan looked back and saw the plaque hanging on the head of the two men. When I thought about where it was, I felt a little more in my heart. I no longer talked with Xu Xing, let me open a road, saying: "Go in. I have patrolled. ,safe."

Xu Xingzhi stepped into the temple, covered the threshold and took a deep breath.

——Whoever said that nothing has changed? The mellow wines that have been here for many years have disappeared in the past 13 years.

He blinked for a moment before he opened his eyes: "...come out."

The voice is pleasing, and there is a clear light above the temple. The light comes from one side of the cinnabar, and the illusion of a wind and snow returns.

The Jiuzhi lamp slowly walked out of the door of the illusion.

The young man dressed in a temperament service, like a **** of auspicious, palm snow holding ice, a white color stabbed Xu Xing's eyes hurt, clenched the palm of the folding fan, whispered his name: "... ... nine lights."

Nine lights look at Xu Xingzhi's gaze like a cup of warm tea, lest the fire is too hot, burned the front of the person: "Sister, it is not easy to see you alone."

Xu Xingzhi smiled.

... It’s not hard to see who was in the inexplicable wakeup.

In order to prove his own thoughts, on the way to the Qingzhu Temple, Xu Xingzhi secretly spurred the wild key hidden in the palm of his hand and found that it was still impossible to open the passage in Fengling. It is suspected that the Jiuzhi lamp is likely to be hidden in Fengling. somewhere.

Years ago, he learned that the Jiuzhi lamp slaughtered the cool valley, and in the wrath of the murder, he succumbed to Fengling, and he smashed a squad with the ninth lamp. The skill was not as good as the man, and he was concealed and fell into his hand.

A month ago, he once again swayed with the nine lights, but he used his magical technique to force himself to start.

... This time I met again, Xu Xingzhi is not in a hurry to start.

He even had the heart to open the folding fan and shook his two shakes: "I thought I would go to some temples to find you."

Jiuzhi Lan said: "The brothers and sisters will take a look at Master."

The word "Master" stabbed Xu Xing's heartbeat suddenly, killing the pan, but he immediately suspected that Jiuzhi Lan was deliberately irritated to him, then he adjusted himself a few times and set his mind: "Why are you leaving? ?Running with the red sect, isn't it?"

Jiuzhi Lan is not willing to talk to one of Xu Xing's high and low places. He raises his hand and holds the handle of his waist. He walks down step by step. The tone is definitely undoubtedly exhausted: "Tired. Can't run."

Xu Xingzhi’s mind was slightly moved, and he even secretly laughed at himself.

... This is to make a break with him, why he will be soft for his short six words.

This is the child he raised from childhood, and he is a family member with him for 13 years in the virtual world. Therefore, if he wants to bear him, he must do it by Xu Xingzhi.

This is his responsibility.

The heart of the Jiuzhi lamp was deep, and Xu Xingzhi was the one who had been taught. So, in the face of his approach, Xu Xingzhi stepped back one step further and continued to ask: "You have a wild key, why not hide between the wilderness? Even if we try our best to chase you, it’s hard to really care about you."

Jiuzhi Lan smiled: "If I really want to hide, why should I come to the brothers?"

He once again stepped forward and put forward a request called Xu Xingzhi's ridiculousness: "We have a fair and right sword. If the brothers lose, just follow me, can you?"

Xu Xingzhi's response was to turn the folding fan into a fish-intestine long sword. The blade was set up, and a blade of white scalp called the scalp was refracted, and the nine-lighted eyes were stunned.

He also held his hand on the handle of his waist, but he did not take the blade out of his sword and looked straight at Xu Xingzhi: "Is this kind of self-confidence better than me? Even if Meng Zhongguang is there, it can only be I am fighting with a tie."

Xu Xingzhi ignored his provocation, flattened his sword, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Nine branches of lights, you forget the virtues, and you are unscrupulous in the four gates, killing and imprisoning the righteous monks, committing crimes, and making troubles." Fengling Xu Xingzhi, today's master Qing Jing Junyue cleans the door."

The nine lights seemed to be amused, and a sigh of joy came out: "Senior brother, this is not a good word. How do you have four doors to wait for me? Wen Xuechen can't look at me. Guangfu Jun always treats me as a heresy. Everyone calls me a devil, and draws a line with me. Why should I be responsible for the lives and deaths of these people? If you really want me, there is only you and Master."

One of Xu Xing’s eyes gradually formed an ice: "So, you betrayed me, secretly counted Master, killed my old friend, prisoned me, and trapped me in the secret for 13 years. Is this the way you repay? ”

Nine branches of light smashed the hoe, and eloquently said: "Senior brother, I am a magical road. It is common sense to do ungrateful things. Brothers should blame, and they blame me for not killing me in time when my blood is awakened."

Xu Xingzhi's heart-stringing giant earthquake only felt that the front face was unfamiliar and awkward. In the end, it was a cross-hearted heart, and wiped out the pure and quiet child's face from his mind.

Seeing that the last trace of nostalgia between Xu Xingzhi’s eyes was also erased, the Jiuzhi lamp slipped the blade out of the sheath, revealing a little cold, and bent to fight: “...the magic road nine lights, please advise Master Xu.”

When Xu Xingzhi got up and walked up, the nine lights also started at the same time. The two men were evenly streamed, and they went against each other. The two swords slammed into one place.

Fast enough!

Xu Xingzhi only had time to flash this thought in his heart, and he felt that the blade contact was somewhat unusual. A cracking sound suddenly began, and his sword would no longer be blocked.

Almost instinctively, Xu Xingzhi’s sword was stabbed forward.

With a bang, the tip of the sword passed through the chest, and the heart of the nine lights was completely punctured into two halves.

Xu Xingzhi had no time to look at the look of his predecessors and turned his head in vain.

- The sword, which was meticulously maintained by nine lights, was smashed into two pieces by the waist. The broken piece flew out in a cross-shaped wrap and was nailed to the column of the inner valley of the cool valley, giving a slight The cicada.

The young man licked his lips and stepped back step by step, letting the blade slowly leave his body.

In the last few steps, he was unable to support, and he went backwards and backwards, and let himself completely detach from the sword of Xu Xingzhi.

Xu Xingzhi hurriedly gasped twice.

He found that his blade had only a little bit of scarlet on the blade, and the front of the nine-lamp lamp was faintly opened by his sword, and there was no trace of blood flowing out.

Xu Xingzhi’s eyes suddenly tightened: “... nine lights?!”

The nine lights that fell to the ground were finally showing a smile that they wished to pay.

A month ago, in the Tianchuan, Meng Chongguang, the stone that wrapped the sand, he actually could not avoid it.

His half-skinned sputum was shattered in the body, and the blood was spit out bit by bit in the late night of pain.

Since this month, for those suspicions, war damage, rumors, threats, he is not reluctant to go to the heart, is unable to get up.

He couldn't do anything. The only thing he could do was to endure it. When he was at this moment, let Xu Xingzhi send him to death, but his brother-in-law's wish was 13 years ago.

The nine lights on the back of the bed loosened the sword of the broken sword, revealing a smile that was relieved: "The brothers... the little lamp said, never draw the sword to the brothers."

The sword in the hands of Xu Xingzhi fell to the ground.

... and the nine lights with three lights, he was finally put together by nine lights.

The author has something to say: Nine sisters did not deny that it was not him who had harmed Master.