The hot and sweet blood spilled Changsheng's head and face, and even fell into her mouth a little, although this person's blood even had a faint sweet taste, but Changsheng couldn't help but feel a palpitation at this moment.

…… Seoljin?

"Click...... Boom......"

There was an extra deep wound on Xuejin's slender white neck, and the gurgling blood flowed out of the wound continuously, and the dark blue clothes of his grandfather on his body were also soaked with blood at this time, and he was in a mess.

There was a clicking sound in his throat, but there was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

Is this what death feels like? That's nice......

I didn't expect to be able to encounter a spiritual weapon in this rural place, it's really good, ordinary weapons can't kill themselves, who made him no longer a mortal body, but a monk? The only thing that can kill a monk is a spiritual weapon.

However, just when Xue Jin was happy in his heart, he felt an itch in the wound on his neck, and then a familiar tingling sensation, which was the posture of his wound to heal.

Xuejin's originally excited mood suddenly fell to the bottom at this time. Why is this happening? Isn't this a spiritual weapon? Why do wounds still heal?

Xue Jin looked down at the long knife, only to feel that the long knife that had glittered in his eyes before had now lost all its light. This long knife that had just circulated a trace of spiritual power has now turned into a mortal knife?

With a "clang", the long knife fell heavily to the ground, stained with blood. The color of red, white, black and blue made Changsheng can't help but look sideways. But she couldn't forget what she had just seen.

The wound on Seokjin's neck is healing rapidly?

“…… It's really boring. ”

Turn around and go into the house. But it was stopped by immortality. She reached out and scrubbed the blood from Xuejin's neck, and then her pupils shrank violently.

Seoljin's wounds are gone.

Although there were still no clean blood stains on his neck, the hideous wound was really gone.

Changsheng was simply dumbfounded. Although she has seen a lot of the market, Changsheng has really never seen anything like this.

"What's going on with you? You were talking about monks, so, so you're monks? ”

Raising an eyebrow at Changsheng's acuity, Xue Jin let the little girl pull at her collar, and an inexplicable smile was already on her face again.

"Are you going to hit me?"

Changsheng stared at this person's eyes tightly, refusing to open his eyes even when he looked at Xue Jin's blood-soaked appearance.

She has endured it for a long time, she doesn't care if this person looks down on her, she doesn't care if this person doesn't want to teach herself to cultivate immortals, and she doesn't even care that his words are mean and there are a lot of tosses. But she really minded that this person would commit suicide from time to time.

"Why did you kill yourself? Why don't you value your life? Aren't you a monk? Aren't all monks like you said, and they have to go through all kinds of difficult conditions to practice? Didn't you say that a monk can cultivate and be considered one in a million? Then why would you kill yourself? Now that you have something that someone else dreams of, don't waste it! You know, do you know how much I want to cultivate, how much I want to call my grandfather and them to life?! ”

“……”

This is the first time Changsheng has been angry, she has always been gentle and mild-tempered, and this sudden outbreak directly startled Xue Jin. He looked at Changsheng's eyes that seemed to be about to breathe fire, and he couldn't control the smile on the corner of his mouth.

Xue Jin almost couldn't help laughing, he hadn't learned anything else over the years, but his ability to make people angry was first-class, if it weren't for his physique being really reluctant, he wouldn't know how many times he had been killed over the years.

Looking at Changsheng at this time, Xuejin looked at her defiantly as if she was conditioned.

"What? Are you going to kill me? Yes! Kill you! See this long knife? You just pick it up, think about how you wielded the knife before, and feel the warmth? Pour those warm currents into your wrists and slash them here! ”

Xue Jin pointed to his neck, his nails slashed hard, and there were a few more blood marks on his white neck. Coupled with the blood stains that existed before, it made this person even more charming.

He pointed to his neck, constantly tempting Changsheng, wanting her to cut it off. If this long knife is not a spiritual weapon, then it is Changsheng himself who has spiritual energy. This situation is not impossible, but it is extremely special, unless Changsheng is an extremely gifted person, otherwise, there will be no such aura at all.

Seokjin looked directly at Changsheng, this child was the best temper and personality he had ever seen in his life. Generally, a child as big as Changsheng will always be a little willful. Especially for an adult like him, who is powerless, when he finds that he can easily control an adult, there are some children who do things that make people feel terrible. Xuejin used to think that all children were simple, kind, innocent and cute, but later found out that this was not the case.

Moreover, even a mild-tempered adult would not be able to stand his mouth, but Changsheng, no matter how he messed around, he never got angry.

Except, of course, when he was going to kill himself.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Xuejin could only admit his shamelessness.

"Changsheng, since you don't want to kill me, do you want to cultivate immortals? I can teach you. ”

“…… How did you change your mind? ”

Changsheng slowly loosened the collar of this man's clothes, a little unconvinced. In fact, Changsheng has never been a smart child, and the outburst just now is already a rare time for her to speak well. Now calm down, and the momentum before is not so sufficient.

At this time, the two of them were covered with bloodstains, but Xuejin, who had always been quite picky about food, clothing, housing and transportation, didn't mind at all at this time.

He stared at Changsheng and spoke in an unquestioning tone.

"You just have to answer me, would you like to?"

“…… I do. ”

What's the hesitation about this? Ever since he heard that immortal cultivators can come back to life, Changsheng has always been very willing. She had so many people who could be resurrected, so when she heard this person's question, she no longer hesitated and nodded directly. Of course, Xue Jin hadn't told himself why he had thought about it several times, but Changsheng wouldn't be stubborn on this issue.

Very good, both of them reached a consensus at this time, Xuejin nodded with satisfaction, and then the two cleaned themselves up, sat in the warm room and started talking.

At the beginning of the topic, Xuejin threw out a question that Changsheng couldn't help but be curious about.

"Do you know how old I am?"

What is the problem? But since Xue Jin asked so, Changsheng also truthfully stated his guess.

"Perhaps, twenty years old?"

Xue Jin shook his head, his expression didn't seem to change, and even his demeanor was very natural.

"I'm sixty-five."