Chapter 3 The Theory of Life and Death
Suddenly, Qi Ye approached Chu Linxian's ear, his thin lips raised slightly, and he spoke slowly.
"Look at your current appearance, where is half a point, the appearance of the palace master of Jiuhua Palace, the master and his old man, if there is knowledge under the spring, how sad it should be."
Listening to Qi Ye's extremely sarcastic words, Chu Linxian's heart was already full of holes.
Although he knew that it was Qi Ye who killed his master and destroyed the entire Jiuhua Palace Immortal Gate, and wanted to capture the Evil Ling, he still cared about the feelings of his fellow disciples and didn't want to expose Qi Ye's face.
From childhood to adulthood, he has taken care of Qi Ye as his younger brother, even if he took refuge in Tianzhao at the beginning, he did not refute it.
He just hoped that the brothers and sisters could be together, not to mention that the third junior brother Shen Lianqing was seriously injured at that time and urgently needed treatment.
In an instant, Chu Linxian's eyes were eclipsed, and he closed his eyes tightly and said, "Please also ask the junior brother to be fulfilled." ”
"Fulfillment? Lianqing is dead. ”
When Qi Ye said that the third junior brother Lianqing, the trace of sadness between his eyebrows was firmly locked in his eyes.
"Now there are only you and me left, and you are the most important person to me."
Qi Ye moved with affection, knew with reason, gambled wholeheartedly, Chu Lin envied him, and in the affection of the same disciple and brother, he would have mercy on him in the end.
Chu Linxian slowly straightened his back, staring at Qi Ye, his cold and distant eyes were like winter, with a slight trace of tenderness, and his face was expressionless.
"I have taken Biluo Yellow Spring, and my cultivation is completely ruined, and I will not live for half a year."
"What?"
Qi Ye's eyes were frightened, his eyes were full of shock, and he looked at Chu Linxian in front of him, unable to believe it.
And the hand silently rested on the pulse of Chu Linxian's wrist.
Make sure to check Chu Linxian correctly and whether he has taken it.
Biluo Huangquan is Jiuhua Palace, a unique punishment, a deviant disciple, a kind of gentle punishment.
Although it is a special poison, it will torture the living to the point that their bones will be broken, their memories will fade, and they will die of madness.
"Chu Linxian, you can actually do it to yourself, such a ruthless hand." Qi Ye was extremely disappointed and roared fiercely.
Then, he said angrily: "Okay! Don't you want to leave? Then I will fulfill you. ”
After speaking, his hands pressed hard, Chu Linxian's shoulders trembled.
"Thank you, junior brother." Chu Linxian's eyes were empty and insensitive, as if the whole world no longer mattered to him.
The wind and snow fall on the western mountains, and the jackdaws sing alone.
The bone-cold snowflakes, accompanied by the cold wind, fell on the gate of Tianzhao, covering the door chain, and with a "squeak", the old gate was pulled open heavily, as if it was a song.
There was a vast space between heaven and earth, Chu Linxian raised his head slightly, looked at the sunlight covered by the wind and snow, and smiled faintly.
Qi Ye looked at the half-dead Chu Linxian, wearing the light blue and white robe of Jiuhua Palace, walking away from the lonely back, closing his eyes slightly, and sighing lightly.
"Let him go like this."
A man stepped on the snow, said in a rather soft tone, and held a Qingluan Xingchen umbrella in his hand, standing quietly beside Qi Ye, holding an umbrella for him to shield him from the wind and snow.
Listening to the man's words, Qi Ye instantly calmed down, and said indifferently: "If you don't let him go, it will be difficult to leave a waste person in Tianzhao." ”
But the bottom of my heart was secretly dripping blood, my eyes were crossed by the heavy snow, wind and frost, and my seven emotions were buried in my heart:
Thirteen years ago, in order to kill Jiang Chengfeng and find the evil feather, the lord of Tianzhao: Gu Han, sent Chu Linxian and Shen Lianqing to go to the Changmeng Xuanjing Realm together.
But Chu Linxian was the only one who came back, he hated Gu Han, hated why, it wasn't him and Chu Linxian who went to kill Jiang Chengfeng at that time.
In this way, Lian Qing will not die, because of the hatred in his heart, so three years ago, he killed Gu Han.
The sky is full of wind and snow, and the silver frost is everywhere.
The man looked at Qi Ye, the hint of softness in his eyes, and his eyes looked at the back of Chu Linxian, who had gone away.
Then, he hesitated and said: "Lord Qiyu, punish the evil feather, I have found the trace, in the desolate ancient witch land-Five Poison Pool." ”
Qi Ye stared at him for a moment, and the corner of his eye crossed the direction in which the man spoke.
I saw that the man was twenty-seven or eighteen, with a soft face, a special demeanor, a pair of slender peach blossom eyes, amorous and indifferent.
There is a strength that cannot be underestimated in his eyes, a dizzying smile on his thin lips, and a bit of nobility sporadically exudes throughout his body.
Qi Ye quickly retracted the corner of his eye, looked at Chu Linxian's distant back meaningfully, and sighed.
"I killed Jiang Chengfeng back then, and I searched through the entire Changmeng Xuan Realm, and I didn't find any trace of Zhu Xieling, but I forgot the Five Poison Pool."