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The leader of the righteous path Xi Yang (attack) x the fallen demon doctor Xiu Xue Tu (receive)
Dead duck, tough-mouthed sword master
Another kind of mentorship
In one sentence, the whole world is waiting for you to chase me.
Xi Yang's sword eyebrows were tightly knitted, and words like icicles jumped out: "Evil heretics, everyone will find them and kill them." But the hand holding the sword unconsciously relaxed half a point.
"Then you kill me."
Xue Tu twitched the corners of his mouth, half of his face was still stained with blood, and his smile was a bit funny. He took half a step forward, and the side of his neck was almost touching Xi Yang's sword. His warm breath swept across the cold metal: "Anyway, it would be better to die in your hands than to be tortured by those sanctimonious guys."
He suddenly sheathed his sword and took half a step back. The scabbard clanged against the jade pendant on his waist: "How reckless!"
Xue Tu looked at his red ears and suddenly laughed softly. He stretched out his hand and made a cut on his arm. The moment blood beads appeared, he crushed a pill and pressed it on. The wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. "Did you see? The evil heretic has the ability to heal himself. He can't die." He clapped his hands and said in a nonchalant tone, "You're not going to kill? If you're not going to kill me, I'm going to sleep. I was so sleepy last night guarding your broken barrier."
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On the day when Xue Tuchen was wronged, the whole world of immortal cultivators spread the news that Xiu Yuan, the former fallen demon doctor, was murdered by a traitor. Even the elders of the righteous path blushed and came to apologize.
Only Xi Yang still looked cold, standing outside the crowd with his sword hanging motionless, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.
Xue Tu walked over with the medicine box and deliberately bumped his arm: "Sir Sword Master, now that I am innocent, should you take back those words about 'evil heretics'?"
The side of Xi Yang's face tightened, his Adam's apple twitched, and the words he spat out were still stiff: "What should you accept? It is a fact that you fell into the Shura Tao. If it weren't for me..."
"Yes, yes, it all depends on Master Sword Master's 'righteousness to destroy relatives'," Xue Tu's voice was long and drawn out, with a bit of teasing itch, and the fingertips slid up half an inch along his wrist.
Xue Tu raised his head slightly, and the sunlight happened to fall in his eyes, causing a narrow smile to appear, like a pool hiding the starlight.
The author has something to say: Suffering will wash you away, Suffering will wash you away, Suffering will wash you away! Gong is the most arrogant, Gong is the most arrogant, Gong is the most arrogant! (Say important things three times) If you don't like this setting, you can stop here and turn left when you go out. The author has a fragile and sensitive heart (kind words make good friends, bad words hurt people's hearts) Thank you in advance, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, all my readers! ?
Purpose: World peace