The dyed glow with dew buds is small, there is already a delicate drunken spring breeze, the little face of the hater is slightly upturned, and the immature appearance has seen the rudiments of a graceful beauty.

Hu Xianxian looked at her, her facial features were roughly like Yun Biqiong, her eyes were like water and sword void, less delicate and more arrogant, and she didn't know what kind of man she could like when she grew up.

Hate Er tilted her head and stared at the stupid Hu Xianxian, and turned around and left alone.

Hu Xianxian came back to his senses, chased after him and asked, "What do you say about whether you can fight or not, and whether you can eat or not?" "

"You were upset just now, I thought you would be beaten and you weren't allowed to eat dinner."

Listening to this answer, Hu Xianxian felt distressed as if she had been pinched, it must have been Wang Kui and they punished her for the slightest disappointment, so that she would think so.

But her expression was calm, as if it was natural to be angry with her, and it was nothing more than that if she was not angry, others didn't have to care about her.

The old man who has experienced the ups and downs of the years doesn't care about others, and her attitude is open-minded and detached, but she is young and indifferent to everything in this world.

Hu Xianxian hugged her in his arms and told her slowly: "No one in this world deserves to suffer, you have your own joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and you are not anyone's emotional accessory." "

Ha'er looked at her as if she didn't understand, and struggled out of her arms very uncomfortably.

"What do you want to play?" Hu Xianxian saw that she was not used to being too close to others, so she asked her opinion first.

She did not speak, but stood in a daze, and after a while walked to a small mountain spring, and crouched down to look at the grass by the spring.

The grass was half withered and half glorious, the tender green sprouts were fluffy and lovely, and a few ants climbed up the leaves and down again, and after a while, more ants crawled not far away.

Ha'er was tired of squatting, so she simply sat down on the muddy floor, and Hu Xianxian didn't say anything about her or urge her, and watched with her until nightfall.

In the evening, Hu Xianxian took her back to hand her over to Tuanzi, said goodbye to Yun Biqiong and them, and returned to Yunhuaguan on the sixth night of the second lunar month.

As soon as he arrived, he immediately asked Lie Yufeng to prepare for the fake heavenly curse, discussed a few words, and sent a spirit talisman to ask Cheng Haofeng what matters to pay attention to in this matter, and then sent a spirit talisman to inform Long Xiaofeng to prepare early.

Long Xiaofeng replied first, and had already prepared to hide from the heavens, so that they could rest assured that as long as the blood had no revenge and escaped from the false heavenly curse, they could make the heavenly court think that they had received the heavenly curse and received heavenly forgiveness.

Hu Xianxian was a little relieved, and said to Lie Yufeng: "I am confident that the false heavenly curse will be almost the same as the real one, and I may be able to communicate with the will of heaven." "

Lie Yufeng didn't understand, Hu Xianxian said that the change of the Luanfeng Strange Stone in Qiyun Villa, no matter what the reason for the change was, Hu Xianxian felt that he had a wonderful connection with the will of heaven.

"The person who is destined to collect the thirteen artifacts must be the one who can use the power of chaos to return to heaven and earth, and there must be a reason why the ancestor left these artifacts that we don't know yet. I also believe that you can make a false damnation like a real damnation. Although Lie Yufeng recognized her words, there was a hidden worry in his eyes.

"Well, if you want to be more real, you can't just lead the sky to thunder, you have to fight with no enemies. I tried to roar as aggressively as I could, and I didn't attack with many moves, but I had to attack as well, and then use the artifact to set up a formation at Unicorn Peak to lead the lightning strike. This is completely similar to heaven's curse, but I am afraid that I will really take too much action against Wu Hatred, so I ask the fifth senior brother to protect him more. "

Lie Yufeng nodded in agreement, and Hu Xianxian asked Lie Wai, who had returned from playing at the bottom of the mountain, to take Lu Tingfeng, Ma Shuo, and Cui'er to share the attack damage with Blood.

Lie Yufeng smiled and said: "Although I am no longer in peak condition, it is not difficult to help Wu Qi resist your attack, why do you need so many people to help?" Besides, you don't really want to be innocent to death. "

"It's better to have more people, I always feel a little uneasy in my heart, afraid that there will be changes that I can't control."

Hu Xianxian frowned, and received a reply from Cheng Haofeng, asking them to grasp a degree, and would rather fail in the matter of fake damnation than take risks in order to get close to the truth.

Seeing Cheng Haofeng telling him so much, Lie Yufeng couldn't help but worry.

But the vitality that had only been restored by blood without hatred was quickly dissipating, and they couldn't wait for a more secure way, so they could only try desperately.

When the eighth day of the second month was approaching, Hu Xianxian summoned the blood without hatred to the back mountain, saying that there was something to discuss.

In order not to let the blood without hatred have a psychological burden, in order to make the play more realistic, they did not tell him the whole plan in advance.

"No hatred, the fake curse can't be done, do you blame me?" Hu Xianxian asked sadly.

"Can't do it?" Blood Wuqi was stunned and asked rhetorically, and then smiled with relief, "That's good, that's good, I'm not worried about affecting the elders of the sect." ”

"You don't ask why?"

"It doesn't matter what the reason is, the result is important, I can live for a few more days, it's already God's grace."

Spring flowers bloom in the south, and there are still only some shallow grass buds on the mountain of Yunhuaguan in the north, and the night wind is as cold as a knife.

Looking at such a gentle and grateful blood without hatred, Hu Xianxian really couldn't bear to lie to him, but he had to attack him next, how could he go on......

Snorting, Hu Xianxian stabilized his mind and said sharply: "That blames you for killing too many innocent people when you were a killer in the past!" The grievances of the souls are accumulated, and the second senior brother's concealment can't be hidden! ”

The wind blew up the white hair on the corners of his forehead, his face was pale, and his thin lips hooked up a shameful and self-deprecating smile, "I really deserve today's fate, and eternal hell and suffering will not compensate for those innocent lives." ”

"But I don't want to see you weaken and torture to death day by day, why don't I give you a good time!"

Before the words fell, the red snow swept out with snow and ice, and the blood was not vengeful, and the whole body was shrouded in cold and strong wind.

He didn't resist, closed his eyes and waited for death, but the red snow swept back and retreated.

"Even if you die, you must resist, Yunhua Guanmen people don't have the nest to be killed!"

After listening to the scolding, Blood Wu's expression was gloomy, but he still refused to make a move on Hu Xianxian.

Hu Xianxian bit his lip lightly, this can't be done, so he summoned the Fog Hidden Net, and decided to create an illusion to attract the Blood Innocent Heart Demon and force him to fight.

Originally, there were few people who could resist the misty illusion created by the fog and gapless net, and the blood without hatred was in the case of being severely damaged physically and mentally, and he felt that there was nothing to love in life, but as soon as the net was spread, Hu Xianxian urged the spiritual power to create the illusion, and he fell into it.

There was nothing but darkness as far as blood could see, and I don't know whose voice echoed......

"Do you think it's all the blame that flying on the grass has ruined your comfortable life? You hate him, even if you know that he is your biological father, you still hate him very much, don't you?

Your life should have been very smooth, a smart rich young master studied hard through the cold window to gain fame, worked diligently, loved the people like a son, and later became a first-class official. In the end, they are rich and expensive, and they are full of children and grandchildren.

Why does Fly on the Grass appear? made your life completely changed, since the young master became an illegitimate child spurned by everyone, his family was ruined, and he was reduced to a killer who lived a life of licking blood on the knife.

There are no parents and relatives, no classmates and friends, like a lone wolf in the snow, only by constantly biting and killing can he have a chance to live.

You don't want to kill, but you have to! Those people are just a task for you, and you don't know and don't care if those people are good or bad, whether they deserve to die for their crimes, or whether they are innocent and pitiful.

You just want to do more tasks, and keep taking tasks to improve your skills, hone your will, and become stronger!

Don't ask whether it's right or wrong, just do it, everything you do is just for revenge!

But you can't take revenge, every silent night you can feel the bloodthirsty desire of the Devil's Head Knife, and you can hear it urging you to take revenge!

Why can't you get revenge? Because you have become weak! You can't resist the temptation of family, love, and friendship! You're so worried!

Here, I'll give you another chance to slash your enemy, and this time you must take advantage of it. "

Blood Wuvenge closed his eyes and re-experienced all the previous events, his eyes turned faster and faster under his eyelids, and finally suddenly opened his eyes!

There was a strange red light in his eyes, and he roared and waved the ghost head knife towards Hu Xianxian, and the cold light of the knife reflected his face distorted by hatred.

Hu Xianxian faced him and flew backwards, the blade slashing straight into the face, and she easily avoided it.

The figure of the cyan robe floated around like a cloud in the night, constantly dodging, occasionally kicking a stone to hit the bloody innocent leg, sometimes hitting him in the shoulder with a branch, and occasionally blocking the ghost head knife with the red snow dust.

Fighting all the way, all the way easy, only blood without hatred is fighting, trying his best to kill the Kuai Diancong in his mind, and quietly following Lie Yufeng and others who are ready to help, I just feel a little weird and funny.

Guiding him to the Hufeng River, Hu Xianxian flew up to the Unicorn Peak, hooked his fingers at him, and made an expression of great contempt for him.

The unicorn peak is in the middle of the river, like a huge rhinoceros standing on the single horn, there is no gentle slope on the four walls, there are no trees on the peak, only sparse wild grass.

There is an iron pavilion at the top of the peak, the pavilion is full of iron locks and chains, it is a place to detain the disciples of the wrong people, and Bai Huifeng was falsely accused of releasing the black dragon and was also locked here.

Blood Wuqi looked at the river floating on the ice, used light skills to step on the ice and fly, and then kicked the mountain wall, slammed the knife into the stone, and jumped with strength, and at the same time pulled out the knife, and jumped to the peak.

Knowing that he was invincible, he still refused to retreat, and borrowed his strength without hatred, soaring into the air, and the ghost head knife slashed at the top of Hu Xianxian's head with monstrous hatred.

The Huixin Jade Sword, the Red Snow Dust, the Fog Hidden Gapless Net, the One-Yuan Hun True Hairpin, and the Merry Jin Bojian formed a circle above the Iron Pavilion, and there was a faint thunderstorm surging in the center of the circle.

The blade of the ghost head knife was about to be next to Hu Xianxian's head, and the circle enclosed by the artifact suddenly emitted a strong suction, and the ghost head knife could not advance an inch, and was sucked to fly to the center of the circle.

The wind and clouds suddenly changed, lightning and thunder, and his long blood was blown by the wind and danced wildly, his face was full of anger, and the muscles on his forehead were bulging, and he howled like a wounded lone wolf and jumped up to the iron pavilion!

He jumped up, and a bolt of lightning suddenly struck from the center of the circle surrounded by the artifact, it was golden thunder!

Cui'er exclaimed, "Is this really Providence's will to punish?" ”

Lie Wai anxiously said, "The curse may change, and it is likely to be the real curse......

Jin Lei with majesty and righteousness, towards the blood without hatred, Hu Xianxian's expression was solemn and indifferent, she had really melted into the will of heaven, and there was no favoritism.

In this level of competition, others can't help, only the dream cloud flute of Lie Yufeng spins out, and he may be able to take on part of the Heavenly Punishment Golden Thunder for Blood Wufang.