Yue Rong took Lu Xuange to find the mirror halfway through, and there was a small accident. [No pop-ups.]

Probably because the demonic aura belonging to the Demon Venerable on Lu Xuange's body was too strong, even Yue Rong, who was an Immortal Venerable, was a sealing spell laid by him on Lu Xuange, and the effect of this spell on Lu Xuange was only limited.

Yue Rong quickly sensed that the charms surrounding Lu Xuange's body were beginning to corrode, and the corners and corners of several of the rune papers had black marks, as if they had been scorched by flames.

Yue Rong sighed at Lu Xuange, and took out more rune paper from his pocket to complete the seal on Lu Xuange's body, but just as he took out the rune paper, Lu Xuange, who was standing sluggishly, suddenly jumped up, and ran away from Yue Rong's eyes with a smoke.

Yue Rong was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted and immediately chased after him.

Lu Xuange didn't run very far, and his goal was not to escape, he ran towards a small hillside in the distance, and ran towards a figure standing on that small hillside.

Yue Rong followed Lu Xuange closely, and when he caught up with Lu Xuange, he found that Lu Xuange looked stupid, stretched out his hand and hugged a child standing on the hillside tightly.

The child was wearing a red jacket and red carved soft cloth shoes, and he didn't look like a child of the dragon clan, because when Yue Rong observed carefully, he would find that this child was actually a spirit body, but the child's spirit body was extremely condensed, and the spirit body was extremely rich in spiritual power, and this huge spiritual power made the child turn into an entity, so Lu Xuange could also hold it tightly in his arms without any obstacles.

The child who was suddenly hugged by Lu Xuange showed a little confused expression, he was stunned, so that he didn't start to resist immediately, and let Lu Xuange hug him tightly. Lu Xuange hugged the child, and kept muttering: "Qianjue...... Qianjue ......"

Of course, the child Lu Xuange hugged was not Qianjue...... Or in a sense, it is indeed He Qianjue, but his current name is Lu Ning.

When Lu Ning heard Lu Xuange shouting the word "Qianjue", he finally reacted and struggled, he was so frightened that he should have stood on his favorite hillside lazily basking in the sun!

The underworld is basically not so showy, full of hopeful sunshine. Having lived in such a dim place as the underworld for thousands of years, Lu Ning has a strange desire for light at the moment, he wants the feeling of standing in the sun, even though he is only a spirit, but the light can still warm his body.

But when a fool pops up in the sun and hugs you, then it's terrible!

This sudden incident immediately frightened Lu Ning and began to dance, he couldn't help but raise his foot and kick Lu Xuange's stomach fiercely when he struggled, but Lu Xuange didn't feel it at all, he hugged Lu Ning tighter, he even put his face on Lu Ning's head, his long white hair was scattered on Lu Ning's body, and his mouth was still muttering: "Qianjue......"

Yue Rong, who was watching from the side, felt that something was slightly wrong, Yue Rong had never seen the character "He Qianjue", but Lu Xuange was quite obsessed with his apprentice, so Yue Rong specially asked someone to carefully investigate the life of He Qianjue in the lower realm.

According to the information that Yue Rong learned, He Qianjue died a thousand years ago, and his soul was swallowed cleanly by the Heavenly Mirror, so the child Lu Xuange is holding now is unlikely to be He Qianjue.

Yue Rong walked over when he thought of this, reached out and grabbed Lu Xuange's arm, preventing him from continuing to hold Lu Ning in his arms. Yue Rong said to Lu Xuange: "Let go, Lu Xuange...... This is not your Qianjue. ”

Lu Ning struggled closer when he heard this, especially when he heard Yue Rong shouting the name "Lu Xuange", Lu Ning's heart was suddenly full of fear, of course he knew who Lu Xuange was, and knowing this fact made him feel terrified.

Although Lu Ning was scared and struggling, he didn't make a big sound, Lu Ning was not like the dragon pattern, the dragon pattern would start crying and making a fuss if he didn't agree, but Lu Ning was a very quiet little guy. However, Lu Ning can actually be said to be stronger than the dragon pattern in terms of strength, don't doubt that Lu Ning is definitely stronger than the dragon pattern now.

After all, it is a special existence that has survived in the underworld for nearly two thousand years, and the contract between Lu Ning and He Qianjue also allowed him to obtain some attributes that belong to the Wuxiang Demon, and Lu Ning's spirit body has a strong and abundant aura, plus He Qianjue has been very patient during this time to teach him to cultivate, teaching him how to use some simple small methods.

So Lu Ning really didn't want to think about it at the moment, and it was an impact on Lu Xuange's face. And Lu Xuange was also very unlucky, because all the spiritual power cultivation on his body was sealed by Yue Rong, and he couldn't even resist such a small spell as Lu Ning, he was directly blasted out by Lu Ning, and involuntarily took a few steps back, and then was caught by Yue Rong hurrying over.

Yue Rong was also surprised by such a sudden situation, he looked up and down at Lu Ning, who was terrified, and was about to make a move......

At this time, Zhan Haoyan, who was sent out by He Qianjue to find Lu Ning, came over, Zhan Haoyan held the dragon pattern in one hand, and went to the small hill where Lu Ning had always liked to stay, as soon as he came over and saw that Yue Rong and Lu Xuange were here, there was a subtle tension in the atmosphere, which suddenly made Zhan Haoyan's face show a little frightened expression.

However, Zhan Haoyan quickly calmed down, forcibly calmed himself and walked to Lu Ning's side, and picked up Lu Ning, who was frightened, with one hand.

When he arrived in the arms of the familiar person, Lu Ning suddenly relaxed a lot, hugged Zhan Haoyan's waist, buried his face in Zhan Haoyan's chest, and was still trembling in his arms.

Also trembling was the dragon pattern, he was purely frightened by the subtle tension in the air, and immediately wrapped it around Lu Ning's neck and shrank into Zhan Haoyan's arms with him.

Their intimate actions made Lu Xuange's eyes red on the side, Lu Xuange was completely irrational, and only the name "He Qianjue" and this person were left in his heart.

And Lu Ning has that face, that face that is exactly the same as He Qianjue.

"He's mine!" Lu Xuange suddenly roared with a hideous face and cracked eyes, and then reached out and grabbed the talisman seal on his body that had been laid by Yue Rong, and he tried to tear off the talisman paper that surrounded his body one by one!

He wants to destroy all these things that bind him and prevent him from going to He Qianjue's side, as long as the obstacles on the road ahead are cleared by him one by one, He Qianjue is close at hand.

Seeing this, Yue Rong frowned and stretched out his hand, wanting to control Lu Xuange again, he couldn't let Lu Xuange go crazy here again.

He's right in front, right in front of my eyes!

Lu Xuange thought in confusion in his heart at the moment, he stretched out his hand towards Lu Ning, who was being held in Zhan Haoyan's arms in front of him, and he called out the person's name: "Qianjue-"

"You called me?" Suddenly, a soft and gentle voice sounded beside him, and it sounded beside Lu Xuange and Yue Rong.

Yue Rong was taken aback, and when he turned his head, he saw a man in a white robe and black hair standing next to him. A man who looks very young, but his body looks a little thin, his hair is so long that it can almost fall to the ground, he looks beautiful, his blood-red eyes are like jewels, and he slightly exudes a blood-colored luster, and the whole person has a somewhat gentle temperament.

Seeing the sudden appearance of this man, Yue Rong, who was an Immortal Venerable, was shocked at first, he didn't even notice that he was being approached at all, when did this strange man appear, Yue Rong didn't even know at all!

Unlike Yue Rong's shock, Lu Xuange also turned his head to see this strange man when he heard the sound, he was also a little stunned, and his whole person stiffened, as if he had been petrified. He finally came back to his senses after a short stunned moment, staggered closer to the man, and shouted at him, "Qianjue......"

He Qianjue couldn't help but smile slightly, and said to Lu Xuange.

"Long time no see, Master. He Qianjue half-lowered his eyelids, slightly hiding the glimmer in his blood-red eyes, and he opened his mouth to speak to Lu Xuange, his tone was still gentle.

At this moment, Lu Xuange was speechless, he looked at He Qianjue stupidly, and took a step closer to He Qianjue. He seemed to be a little unconvinced by his eyes, and the seal on his body that Yue Rong had laid hindered his thinking, making him unable to distinguish between reality and dreams.

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In the depths of the dungeon of the Qinghong Sword Sect, this is the sect, which is specially prepared for imprisoning those sect members who have committed great evils in the sect.

Occasionally, there will be punished disciples who come here and be locked up, but the disciples who are locked up are all locked up in a few closed rooms on the upper floor of the dungeon, and the closed rooms only have a few simple magic circles, and sometimes there are even no magic circles, and whether the disciples are willing to stay in the confinement room for enough time depends on their realization.

The deepest part of the dungeon is different, all kinds of exquisite prohibitions and seals have been laid here, and layers of protection and reinforcement have been made, so that even immortals cannot escape in the first place.

He Qianjue was locked up here.

The dungeon is not a good place, it is dark and damp, sealing all the aura of the outside world, and the shackles worn by He Qianjue also have the function of sealing his cultivation, so he is now the same as ordinary people, and ordinary people will be affected by cold and hunger, although he will not freeze to death or starve to death, but this feeling really makes him a little panicked.

He wore only a thin white robe, the corners of which had been soaked by the damp water on the ground, and it was a little dirty. He Qianjue piled up the hay in the dungeon and sat on it to meditate, he felt that this place looked like the kind of place where farmers kept their livestock, and there were only messy haystacks in each cell, there was nothing but weeds, and there was a foul smell and a musty smell.

He Qianjue has no cleanliness habits, and the dirty environment will not affect his mood.

It's just that he is still in some pain because of the wounds on his body.

His white robe had been stained red by his own blood, which had clotted and turned into black marks. The wounds on his body have never been treated in any way, and now that he has lost all his spiritual power, his cultivation is equal to nothing, and he can't heal himself, the wound can only wait for it to stop bleeding and heal by itself, He Qianjue at most tore off the corners of his robe and pulled them into strips of cloth to wrap the wounds tightly.

The pain made He Qianjue's face bloodless and white as paper, and his hair was messy, disorganized, and embarrassed. He knew he was terrible right now, but he didn't bother to pay attention to it, he just sat relaxed on the haystack in this cell, feeling some relief and calmness for the first time in a long time.

Then He Qianjue looked at his body.

The wounds on his body were basically left on that battlefield, he was hit by various sword blades and magic duels, and was besieged by many people, those who should have been companions spoke ill of He Qianjue and exchanged swords and swords, he finally waited for Lu Xuange to open his mouth after barely supporting it for a long time, but as soon as Lu Xuange opened his mouth, he was sent to the dungeon of the Qinghong Sword Sect.

He Qianjue didn't hate anyone, he knew that things would develop to the point where they are today one day, from the first time he met Lu Xuange, from the day he was taken by Lu Xuange to the Qinghong Sword Sect, He Qianjue was in the dark...... As if he already knew his fate, he would be planted in the hands of this man, he knew.

But...... It's ridiculous.

He Qianjue was in a trance thinking, he heard footsteps in his ears, this sound made He Qianjue can't help but raise his head, and sure enough, he saw Lu Xuange standing outside the door of the cell, he stood straight, staring at He Qianjue with strange and complicated eyes.

In He Qianjue's eyes, Lu Xuange, a man, is always very indifferent, his indifferent expression, indifferent gaze, and even some cold fingers show this man's ruthlessness and cruelty, he never seems to care about anyone, even He Qianjue, who he has been taking care of, he doesn't seem to really care.

"Master. He Qianjue called him softly.

He Qianjue likes to use that kind of gentle ...... Talking to Lu Xuange in a gentle voice, he also likes to look at him for a long time with his blood-red eyes, because He Qianjue found that as long as he spoke to Lu Xuange with such a demeanor, even if he was as cold as Lu Xuange, there would be a slight crack on the indifferent mask.

This made He Qianjue clearly realize that Lu Xuange would be disturbed by his tone and movements, and He Qianjue could influence this man.

He Qianjue likes to influence the other party like this, because he doesn't like Lu Xuange's always cold and hard face, he wants Lu Xuange to show more expressions, such as smiling...... Or panic.

In fact, he did all of this.

Lu Xuange opened the cell door and walked into the messy cell, seeing him come in, He Qianjue reluctantly got up from the haystack and stood up with his tired body in support.

Lu Xuange didn't get close to him as usual, he kept a certain distance from him, and when He Qianjue tried to get closer to him, Lu Xuange actually took a step back.

This step surprised He Qianjue a little, but He Qianjue quickly became honest and stood quietly in place.

"Everyone accuses you of being a traitor. Lu Xuange spoke to him, his tone was also full of indifference, when he heard the indifference in his words, He Qianjue was actually regretful, he had been working very hard and trying to make Lu Xuange change, he wanted to change Lu Xuange's indifference, wanted to change his dark heart, and wanted the sun to shine into the depths of this person's soul.

He thought about pulling Lu Xuange out of the dark swamp.

Lu Xuange has been struggling in the swamp, he stared at the target in the middle of the swamp, approaching step by step, but he fell deeper and deeper step by step, the darkness spread over his ankles, over his knees, over his waist, over his arms, and almost over his head, completely submerging him.

And he didn't know it.

He walked forward persistently, He Qianjue wanted to hold him behind him, as long as this man had a trace of nostalgia and cherishment for He Qianjue, he should obey He Qianjue, he should be pulled back by He Qianjue, and return to He Qianjue's side.

But he didn't, he wouldn't come to me.

He Qianjue was unprecedentedly aware of this fact, and when he saw Lu Xuange looking at him with such an indifferent gaze, He Qianjue knew that he had been abandoned.

"Do you have anything to say?" Lu Xuange asked He Qianjue.

He Qianjue didn't answer immediately, he still looked at Lu Xuange gently with red eyes, and after staring at each other for a long time, he finally spoke, and said, "Lu Xuange, do you remember that night? ”

Lu Xuange seemed to never expect He Qianjue to mention this matter, a gap appeared on his indifferent face, he couldn't help clenching his fists, he didn't want to continue to listen to He Qianjue, but he couldn't move his footsteps, and he couldn't take his eyes off, he could only look at He Qianjue, as if He Qianjue had cast a fixing spell on him.

But he knew that He Qianjue had no mana now, and he would not cast any magic on him at all.

"It was a crescent moon, and the crescent moon was crooked, and it was beautiful, and there were so many stars twinkling. He Qianjue seemed to fall into memory, and his tone was full of some smiles, "I remember that night there was a cool but gentle breeze, you seemed to have drunk a little wine, you teleported to Jiuchong Ridge, thousands of miles away, and picked a lot of flowers to give to me, the flowers were red, with a faint fragrance, I still don't know what the name of the flower is." ”

"You spread flowers all over the courtyard and tell me you love me. ”

When He Qianjue said this, he lowered his head slightly, so that Lu Xuange could not see his expression.

After a long time, He Qianjue raised his head, continued to have that gentle smile on his face, and said: "Lu Xuange, I have followed you for many, many years, since I was brought into the sect by you when I was fourteen years old, you have let me stay by your side from beginning to end, no matter where I go or what I do, you are all clear." ”

"You have completely mastered me, Lu Xuange. And you have all my trust and respect as a matter of course, you used to be the person I longed for, and my whole world revolved around you, so I will fall in love with you too...... Especially at the moment when you say you love me, I am crazy with joy, I believe in everything about you from the bottom of my heart, and I am willing to give myself completely to you. ”

"But what did you give me?" He Qianjue suddenly stopped laughing, he showed the same indifferent expression as Lu Xuange, and his eyes, which were as beautiful as rubies, were shining with bloody light at the moment, He Qianjue said: "You let me be a spy, lurk into the Senluomen to provoke trouble and let them kill each other, let me kill many innocent monks, and use me as a tool for killing, when I cried and begged you not to continue to let me do this, you used the so-called ' In the name of 'love' tells me: it's all about making our future better. ”

"I must have my head caught in the door panel to believe you. He Qianjue looked at Lu Xuange extremely calmly, and looked at Lu Xuange's face with imperceptible panic.

Lu Xuange seemed to want to say something to He Qianjue, but He Qianjue didn't let him speak, He Qianjue continued to speak, and his tone softened again: "However, until today, I still love you, Lu Xuange." ”

He Qianjue's tone was too gentle, and it was very confusing, which made Lu Xuange a little addicted.

His addiction became his flaw, which made He Qianjue easily approach him, He Qianjue reached out and pressed on Lu Xuange's shoulder, and the whole person leaned into Lu Xuange's arms, and Lu Xuange also subconsciously reached out to wrap his waist around.

Then He Qianjue raised his head and showed his ruddy lips to Lu Xuange, Lu Xuange really couldn't resist, lowered his head and approached, making a gesture to kiss.

However, he couldn't kiss it, because he soon felt a sharp pain in his chest, which made Lu Xuange tremble, let go of the hand holding He Qianjue, and looked down to see that a simple dagger was being inserted into his chest.

At the handle of the dagger, He Qianjue clenched the knife tightly, and pulled the blade out of Lu Xuange's chest with all his might.

Blood splattered on He Qianjue's arm.

"The relationship between the two of us is fake, I've always been clear...... Lu Xuange. After He Qianjue pulled out the blade, he directly wiped the blade on his clothes, and looked at Lu Xuange with a frosty face.

He laughed, "You lost my Lu Ning, made me forget the contract with Lu Ning, and transferred my love to you. That way, you'll have an easier time controlling me. I am a phaseless demon, an incomparably handy weapon, you can do a lot of things with me, help you destroy hostile sects, help you kill people you don't like, and even become your shield in the invasion of the demon world, and push me up without hesitation when facing the Demon Venerable. ”

"And now you still want to kiss me, want to take more ...... from me"

He Qianjue carried the knife, approached Lu Xuange's face, and glared at the other party's eyes: "It's ridiculous, Lu Xuange, why can you still be so shameless? Cheeky to ask me, who do you think you are?"

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He Qianjue reached out and took out the dagger from his pocket.

This dagger has been taken by him since he woke up in the mirror space, this is a dagger that seems to be ordinary and very simple, with some simple carvings for decoration, it does not look like a spiritual weapon, because there is no slightest aura fluctuation on it, but its material is special, this dagger is still made by Zhan Haoyan for He Qianjue.

Its blade can break through the outer body defenses of cultivators, and can damage the ** of cultivators, and it is said that even the body of an immortal can also be damaged.

But it will only cause damage to **, a wound of this magnitude, a cultivator only needs a few magic decisions to heal quickly, so this dagger is useless, it is very chicken.

However, at the time when He Qianjue was confiscated of all the magic elixirs, it was also the only thing that He Qianjue could take with him, because it had no aura fluctuations, and the other monks thought it was just a mortal thing, so they didn't take it.

So in the end, it is also something that has always accompanied He Qianjue to this day.

He Qianjue took the dagger and looked at it for a moment, then raised his head to look at the stupid Lu Xuange in front of him, Lu Xuange stretched out his hand to him and called his name.

"Why are you doing this?" He Qianjue smiled at him, "Isn't it good to be ruthless and let yourself be a treacherous, cold-blooded and ruthless guy?" you are that kind of person, Lu Xuange, the path of the immortal god is not suitable for you, even if you forcibly become an immortal, you will never be able to ...... like a real immortal."

"No matter how much you struggle, it's not necessary. ”

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