Chapter 48: The Man Who Doesn't Exist in the World

Suddenly she opened her eyes, she subconsciously looked around and discerned the things around her, but her eyes were indifferent and indifferent, and there was no sense of vigilance.

It was an elegantly appointed bedroom, with a bed on the edge of it, and not far away there was a bronze incense burner with a unique shape, from which wisps of white smoke rose and passed into her nose, light and light, but she didn't feel how heavy it was, but she used the only incense she didn't feel cold.

Behind the incense burner, there was a dazzling shelf, which she was not very interested in, behind the shelf, there was a table, on which were placed the best rice paper and ink, and there was a small bookcase on the side, and on the table, on the top of the rice paper, the ink had not dried, which naturally meant that there were people sitting here before.

Reading, writing, painting and singing, she urinated, but she didn't like it, and now she didn't want to look at it more, but in fact, her eyes converged on the side of the desk and bookcase, and the window that opened outward.

Outside the window, there is a beautiful scenery, which comes from the wind.

She sat up from the couch, and before she stood up, she had already shown her tall body, wearing a light yellow shirt, close to the body, and when she stood up, the hem of her shirt fell to the ground, covering a pair of even and white thin legs without a trace of fat, she seemed not to be used to such clothes, her slender and heroic eyelashes wrinkled, but she still walked over, leaned against the edge of the window, and looked out.

Outside the window, the green mountains and green waters, the smoke and waves are vast.

In the distance, there are layers of mountains and mountains, and in the near distance, there is a vast lake without waves, like a mirror and jade.

There are a few white-winged red-crowned Luan birds, flying low across the lake, drawing a small ripple, and then "plopping", the sharp beak suddenly plunged into the lake, and then took out a swaying and struggling fat fish, and then saw the Luan bird spread its wings and fly, and once again waved the lake surface ripples, and finally flew into the distance, disappeared in the distant mountains and forests.

There was a sudden sound of pushing the door behind him, and then, I heard a mellow and soft voice, with a hint of surprise and joy, and said, "Are you awake?"

Listening to the voices of those behind her, she didn't react, her eyes were still flat, almost cold and ruthless.

Later generations, once known as "the world's beautiful jade", whether it is his appearance, or his academic merits, or the cultivation on the mountain, but he is also one of the few outstanding people in this world, and can be regarded as the only all-round talent among them, so some people call it "beautiful jade flawless". And the women in the world, naturally, all dream of being able to be the winged mandarin duck with him one day, but it seems that she is the only one, who doesn't care much about him, and even disdains him.

Her world is monotonous and lonely.

Except for the Great Dao cultivation, the resentment, and her only teacher, there seems to be nothing in this world that can be contained in her heart.

And he, naturally, was also excluded.

The man who entered the door, dressed in a white shirt, with a graceful demeanor, his eyebrows and eyes were soft without a trace of edge, and when he smiled, he was like a spring breeze, which immediately gave people a feeling of amazement.

Humble gentleman, gentle as jade.

Just by looking at his demeanor and appearance, you can know that this is a man who can be watched by all eyes as long as he stands in the crowd.

A handsome man, in front of him, is a woman who is not beautiful, and who is extremely indifferent to him.

The man smiled, his expression was the same, he was used to it.

He was concerned: "Your injuries haven't healed yet, so let's go back to the couch and rest for a while." ”

Hearing this, she snorted coldly, not giving any face, and even with a trace of disdain.

What she thought in her heart, she was a dignified sword immortal, even if she was seriously injured and had some help, but she couldn't even walk, sit and lie down normally, she had to be like the eldest lady in the boudoir, occasionally contracted the wind and cold, did she have to lie on the bed for ten days and a half months?

Naturally, the man's kindness was ignored in his heart.

Looking at her demeanor, although the man was used to it, there was inevitably a trace of sadness in his heart.

She turned around suddenly, facing the man, her tall figure was even taller than him, yes, the two looked at each other, and it was inevitable that there would be a little bit of a feeling of looking down on the high, and the man naturally didn't care much about this.

She looked at him, her eyes were cold, her tone was cold, and she said, "What are you doing here?"

The meaning of the words, the man understood, naturally it was not that he suddenly pushed the door now, but before that, more than ten days ago, the battle above the mirage cave sky.

Her face, if any Taoist Heavenly Master on the West Polar Continent sees it now, she will definitely grit her teeth, and I wish she would be wiped out in this world immediately.

But it's already a hatred that doesn't share the sky!

She is none other than the mysterious female sword fairy who suddenly appeared in the sky of the Mirage Cave, and with a single sword, she destroyed the Mirage Cave and took the lives of many elite seedlings of the Daomen, and even provoked the lingering anger of the Daomen of the West Polar Continent. In the battle in the Mirage Cave Heaven, several Taoist great heavenly masters fought for the price of destroying a few high-quality magic weapons, but they only beat her seriously and injured her, and even failed to kill her, and let her successfully escape.

It's a shame.

And the reason why this female sword immortal was able to escape the encirclement and interception of several great heavenly masters so successfully, and now the man next to her is indispensable. Thanks to the fact that he was on his side, it was only after the female sword immortal escaped for three thousand miles that she could suddenly disappear in front of the eyes of those Taoist great heavenly masters, and then let them use their great mana to find traces, but there was no trace to be found, and in the end, they could only return with irrepressible anger.

For the two of them, they naturally hate them to the core.

And now the two people in the house, one is an invincible female sword fairy, and the other is a Confucian sage.

The man smiled gently, already put away the sadness in his heart, and said, "Naturally, I am here to help you." ”

The woman squinted slightly, raised her slender eyebrows, and said, "I need your help?"

The coldness in her body was not like her original personality, but it was more like staying in that killing place for a long time, and it was contaminated with a strong murderous aura.

In contrast, the man, as a Confucian sage, has a heroic spirit, although he is all introverted, but his demeanor, inside and outside, is still full of an elegant and humble bookish atmosphere, which cannot be concealed, and is naturally reflected, making the appearance also very soft, gentle and introverted, but showing sufficient charm from the silent place.

But they are two diametrically opposed temperaments.

The man smiled and said, "I know you can handle it, it's just ...... I'm afraid you'll hurt too badly. ”

These words, however, also unabashedly revealed the meaning of concern.

The woman didn't appreciate it and said coldly: "Be nosy." ”

The man was silent.

After groaning for a while, he asked again: "Yuxuan, where are you going next?"

The woman frowned, and seemed to be quite disgusted by this title, to be exact, but not disgusted by this title, but by the person in front of her.

However, she didn't say anything about it, just didn't think about it, and said, "Daqing." ”

"Daqing?" the man wondered, "what are you doing there?" but...... Want to see your birth parents?"

The woman shook her head coldly and said, "No, I'm going to kill that Yang Zhen." ”

The tone was indifferent, and when the man heard it, he understood what was going on.

He thought for a while and said, "However, Yang Zhen has not been born yet, right?"

The woman's eyes were cold, and she said without hesitation: "Then I will kill his biological mother, Ji." ”

The man looked at her, at her countenance, without a trace of waves, and suddenly a feeling arose in his heart, as if she was no longer a person, but a sword, a sharp sword stained with countless blood.

Her determination to kill has never changed.

After hesitating again and again, and then a trace of unbearability, the man finally said slowly: "Yuxuan, is it enough? You have already killed Chiba, and there are many variables in the future, if you kill it again, I'm afraid it will ......."

The woman looked at the man and said, "I'm afraid of what?"

The man wanted to speak and stopped, but finally shook his head lightly, and just said: "Perhaps, if we do this, things in the future will not be as we intended......"

"So what?" the woman asked rhetorically.

Looking at her such a resolute look, the man felt a faint pain in his heart, although as a Confucian sage, he had already stood on the top of the mountain in the world and seen the scenery, but for the things he cared about, it was difficult to be ruthless after all, he couldn't help but raise his voice a little bit, and said: "Don't you understand? If you kill Chiba, then your life has been changed, which means that you are very likely to embark on a different path in the future, and you may also be a mortal, not the sword immortal you are now!" You will dissipate in this world!"

"But!" the woman, or rather, the female sword immortal named Long Yuxuan, was extremely serious, and also said in a cold and hard tone, "My master, but if you can avoid death, you won't be harmed by that slut in Chiba, and you can live in this world in peace!

The Confucian sage, who is full of learning, knows thousands of years and pushes down for five hundred years, can be said to be omniscient and omniscient, but now, he is half-dumb.

In the face of what Long Yuxuan said, he understood and didn't understand, but he just wanted to answer: I don't understand.

Long Yuxuan looked at him, was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "The reason why you want to kill that Yang Zhen, or his biological mother Ji, is also ...... For my own sake. ”

When the man heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he showed a trace of hesitation, but in the end, it was a little clear.