From an orphan girl to the head of the fairy world sword cultivator, Su Jianxing has walked this road for three thousand years, and he has only walked for three thousand years.

Sixteen into the road, twenty to build the foundation, thirty into the Dan...... 100-year-old immortal, 1000-year-old golden immortal...... With mediocre qualifications, the speed at which she has traveled along the way is really amazing.

It's all about her being a person who combines atmospheric luck, and even she thinks so herself.

There is a way that the disaster of the sky is coming, and there will be atmospheric transporters who will be born.

Su Jianxing always thought that he was the one who should be robbed. Therefore, in the past 3,000 years, since she stepped on the path of the Dao, there has not been a day when she has not adhered to the Dao heart, eliminated demons and guarded the Dao, and has taken it as her responsibility to protect the common people in the world.

But in the end, she was also the thief who was locked in the Zhuxian array and was regarded as stealing the luck of the gods.

It turns out that she was the one who fell that day?

I really look up to her. She lowered her eyelashes, hiding the sneer from her eyes.

One after another sword qi flew violently, Su Jianxing only felt a chill on his forehead, and soon the blood beads that gathered flowed down the eyebrow bone and slipped down his eye sockets, blooming one after another extremely bright blood flowers on the ground.

The blood flower was not pure blood red, and there was a fine golden light in the bright red.

The golden blood was also ironclad evidence of her guilt.

There were countless immortals standing on the cloud head outside the Zhuxian Array. Among them, there are many familiar faces of Su Jianxing, but the ordinary faces with kind smiles are either solemn and silent or frowning at the moment, and some are angry and wide-eyed, as if they are disdainful of her behavior.

Su Jianxing chuckled lowly.

The red-clothed fairy standing closest outside the formation seemed to hear this laughter, and immediately stepped forward and scolded angrily: "Lone Light, aren't you still repentant?" Don't hurry up and return the luck you took away, otherwise the soul under this immortal array will be gone, and you won't even have the afterlife. ”

Lone Light? Su Jianxing was stunned for a moment before remembering that Lone Light was her way.

Why is the road number that has been called by people all the time so strange for a moment? This question flashed in Su Jianxing's heart, and soon the pain caused by the weakening of the divine soul by the sword qi made her throw away these and stop thinking about it.

"Also? How do you want me to pay it back? Su Jianxing asked in a low voice, his voice was a little broken, and it dispersed as soon as the wind blew, but all the immortals were deaf and clear-sighted, so how could they miss it?

Seeing this, the red-clothed fairy thought that she was looking for hope, and said happily: "You swear to the sky that you will return your luck to Brother Changye." ”

Night? Son of God? Su Jianxing raised his eyes, and through a thick red, he crossed the red-clothed fairy, and his gaze finally fell on the male fairy who was long and did not say a word from beginning to end.

The male fairy was dressed in white, with a jade crown and bundled hair, revealing a jade face, but he was born rich and handsome, with a pair of black eyes like an ancient well without waves, and his expression was indifferent, as if he was not in his eyes, and he looked like a high god.

Is that the Son of God?

For some reason, a vague silence emerged from the deepest recesses of her memory.

The young man's appearance was so blurred that he couldn't make out it, but Su Jianxing could still vaguely remember the cold mist and cedar-like clear breath on his body, as well as the warm voice like gurgling water.

"If I have the chance, I want to live well, go outside and see the mountains and rivers, but I don't have time. But you're different, you still have a lot of time, and you have to live well. ”

It was the depths of winter, the branches in the courtyard were bare, and the sky was gray when viewed from the window.

That was the last time she and the teenager talked. She knelt beside the boy's bedside, anxious and uncertain, hoping that he would get better soon, but also afraid that he would die. The boy had been sick for a long time, and for two or three days he could not eat anything, and on this day he suddenly had the strength to sit half-leaning on the pillow and talking to her while looking at the sky outside the window.

They all said that the boy was terminally ill, and every breath of his flesh and bones seemed to be crushed and healed, and it must have been extremely painful. Because his face became paler and paler when he slept, and he often clenched his teeth in his dreams, and his forehead was covered with fine sweat. But every time he woke up, he smiled and talked again, as if those pains were just nightmares, and the dreams would be gone when he woke up.

On that day, the boy woke up from his slumber as usual. It was not quite the same as any previous day, his eyebrows and eyes were relaxed, and the whole person seemed to be bathed in light, and the whole person was plated with a layer of gold edge.

"I'm leaving, it's finally over." The young man said with a comfortable expression. His gaze at her was clear and clear, as if there was a canopy of heaven in his eyes, running the whole heaven and earth, infinitely inclusive.

Her lips twitched, and she couldn't say anything to keep him, so she was silent for a long time before she said, "It's okay." She hung her head, pursed her lips tightly, and tried to hold back the tears in her eyes. Suddenly, a cold, not-so-wide palm rested lightly on top of her head.

She raised her head suddenly, and crashed into the clear gaze of the young man, her reflection was clearly imprinted in her dark eyes, and it seemed to be holding the canopy of heaven, running the whole heaven and earth, infinitely inclusive.

The young man sighed and said, "They all say that I am the reincarnation of the Son of God, but unfortunately my life is too expensive, my mortal body can't hold it down, and I can't cultivate immortals without spiritual roots, which makes me have this calamity." In this life, although I am trapped in this body, I still encounter a lot of meaningful scenery, and it is not worth it. ”

Her tears finally couldn't hold back, like beads with broken threads falling down.

The young man's cold fingertips touched the corners of her eyes and said softly: "Don't cry, I'm free, you should be happy for me." ”

"Well," she choked up, in response to his words, "you're free, and I'm glad for you." ”

"Ah Ying." The young man's hand was gently lowered and called to her again.

"I'm here."

"When I'm gone, you go to cultivate immortals. Tian Hengzi said that you have a spiritual root. ”

She was a little embarrassed, bit her lip, and still responded to him: "Okay, I'll go to cultivate immortals, but my qualifications are not good, and I may be a little slow to cultivate." ”

The young man laughed, and his eyebrows stretched: "It's okay, it's slower, it's slower, if you cultivate immortals, you have the ability, you can go to more places to see." If possible, I would like to give you my luck that belongs to the Son of God, so that you can stand higher and see more scenery. ”

"I'll try." Tears had blurred her eyes, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

"This world is so beautiful, show it for me."

It was the last thing the boy said, and he hung limply, his eyes still looking out the window at the gray sky, and his life was forever frozen in that moment.

Therefore, she really went to cultivate immortals later, maybe she really got the luck he sent, and since then it has been smooth sailing and a long journey.

That person, although he was young, had only been with her for a short time, but it made people feel that only such a person was worthy of the title of Son of God.

If there is a god in this world, it must be like him, carrying all things in his eyes, encompassing all things, and it is impossible to be so lofty and arrogant as if all living beings are not blind.

The suppression of tens of thousands of sword qi made her know that she would not be able to get out of the Zhuxian Array alive, and that person gave her luck that she wished to return to its original owner, but she did not want to be forced to give it to a cat and dog who came from nowhere.

An imposter is an impostor, no matter how bluffing, as long as you have seen the real one, you will never take a second look at the fake.

Su Jianxing couldn't hold on for long, her body was completely soaked in blood, and her red-to-black robe made her face even more pale due to excessive blood loss.

Seeing this, the woman in red anxiously urged: "What are you still delaying?" Could it be that he would rather die than return his luck? ”

"Naturally, I have to pay it back."

Su Jianxing stood up strongly, wiped a trace of blood on his body with both hands and fingers, and swore to the heavens: "Heaven and earth are proof, I am willing to swear by this body and soul, and this body will be lucky-" She paused for a moment, looked at the red-clothed fairy waiting for the following, and the male fairy behind her who was trying to endure but still couldn't bear the eager gaze, hooked her lips and smiled, and asked quite emotionally, "What's it called?" ”

"Long night!" The fairy in red said loudly.

"Oh." Su Jianxing nodded, lowered his eyes, and said softly: "I wish to return this body qi to the person who gave it to me back then, and I wish him good health and all his wishes." ”

When the words landed, a golden light rose into the sky, breaking through the Zhuxian Array and rushing towards the high and unknown sky.

Su Jianxing's oath at the cost of his divine soul was formed and was promised by the Heavenly Dao.

"How could it be! No way! Where's the Lone Light? How could she"

After the golden light dissipated, the red-clothed fairy looked at the empty Zhuxian array and let out an unbelievable scream.