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It's not me who's wrong, it's the world.
"Senior, I will go and kill the person myself!"
Ye Hong took a deep breath, bowed, and turned around to fight someone again.
In fact, the person being advised already has the answer in his heart. The voice from the outside world can only make him clear about the answer he wants in his heart. It is like a coin thrown in the air, a flower or a word. The so-called destiny in the end is the result of his own choice.
Since I am already deeply immersed in a pool of blood, there is no point in regretting or feeling disgusted. I might as well just drift in the sea of blood.
Xiao Zi stood there for a moment, looked at Yu'er, then looked at Ye Hong's back, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he also saluted and said: "Senior, I will protect him."
After saying that, he followed Ye Hong.
Seeing that he had made up his mind, Yu'er could only use all her strength to use the escape technique to transform into a stream of light and leave early and come back early.
Along the way, the words "I will go and kill people myself" kept echoing in her ears. Whenever she thought of these words, complex emotions would surge in her heart.
"I'll go kill the person myself..." Yu'er murmured to herself, took a deep breath, and thought, where does this kid get such a strong murderous nature? If I didn't know, I would have thought he had a natural golden spiritual root.
Others of his age would all beg their master to rest, but he was like a little killing god... After thinking it over, he could only put the blame on Shen He. They were a good son and daughter taught by her, and a good disciple taught by Liu Heting!
……
On the other side, Ye Hong looked forward, into the jungle of the mountains ahead.
Soon Xiao Zi caught up from behind, followed him silently, and suddenly asked him softly, "...Sir, do you like killing people?"
Ye Hong said without hesitation, "I don't like it, but I want to become stronger quickly. They are my blood bags."
The reason why they have to kill people, and even intensify their efforts and kill madly all the way, is not to hone themselves and reap the resources in the hands of these people.
Killing demons and eliminating evil is allowed by the rules. The evil ways slaughter the righteous ways, and the righteous ways encircle and suppress the evil ways. This is war, and it is the disease of the world, not the fault of one person...
A half-smile appeared on Xiao Zi's delicate red lips, and her tone of voice had a strange flavor, "Sir, do you think it's difficult to kill someone?"
He already had the answer to this question in his mind.
Ye Hong said slowly: "It's not difficult. What's difficult is to kill people without using a knife and to steal treasures without being affected by cause and effect."
Xiao Zi smiled and said, "Young Master, your words are really interesting. You don't sound like a teenager of your age at all. Then, take me to kill people quickly. I can't wait to take away their immortal stones and treasures."
He raised his hand and rubbed her head, "You crazy girl, other girls want to see romantic things, just be yourself."
"Crazy, yes, I am so happy that I am going crazy." She said like a spoiled child, "Sir, look at my hands, they are born to hold swords. I am a female warrior."
"Yes, yes, Lady Purple."
Chapter 89: Not Hateful
In recent days, the surrounding area has been turned upside down by Ye Hong. Even though his name and appearance have been changed, his figure cannot be faked.
After the news spread gradually, everyone knew that there was a short sword madman who was good at water magic. What he liked most was to rely on his abundant true energy to fight against many people alone. He had no idea how many people he had killed and had developed a terrifying murderous aura.
The maids following him were by no means good people either. They often liked to attack people from behind, causing them to lose their lives for no apparent reason. As a result, when the evil cultivators and independent cultivators saw them, their first reaction was not to attack them in a group, but to subconsciously avoid them.
If you can't afford to offend, can you afford to hide?
However, there are always exceptions to everything.
Such an arrogant and domineering style of behavior has attracted the attention of the few Jindan cultivators in Xiaoqiongzhou, but they did not think that this boy was that remarkable.
Because in low-level battles, magic weapons and magical weapons occupy too large a proportion. Although one's own mana and cultivation are the basis, they account for a relatively small proportion.
Therefore, sometimes a rookie who has just started out can kill everyone and act arrogantly with the magic weapon bestowed by his elders.
When a real fight begins, killing the opponent is just a matter of a few encounters, and a Jindan can kill a foundation-building master in the blink of an eye.
After all, after being in the world of immortal cultivation for a long time, everyone would have some hidden skills and magic weapons.
……
Ye Hong put away his sword expressionlessly. He had just learned from the dead man in front of him that someone was looking for him everywhere, and it seemed that they were the remnants of the Xieji Sect.
On the side, Xiao Zi was looking at Ye Hong with tenderness on her face and infatuation in her eyes.
She didn't love him, she was just completely immersed in the role.
After thinking for a while, she explained to him softly, "Young Master, someone may have mistaken us for the Xieji Sect. When this sect goes out to cause chaos, it has always been a combination of a male demon and a female demon, without exception..."
You must know that the leader of the righteous path is the Tiandao Pavilion, which is known to act on behalf of heaven and can decide the life or death of a sect with a single word; and the most powerful among the evil paths is the Xieji Sect, which means the extreme evil. Of course, they themselves do not recognize this title, but instead use the banner of the "Holy Sect".
Ye Hong said softly: "Xiao Zi, it seems someone is looking for us, what do you think we should do?"
He wasn't asking for her opinion at all, it was more like he was talking to himself.
Xiao Zi was not afraid of trouble and said with a smile: "Of course we should kill them! Young Master wants to comprehend the divine will as soon as possible. I think they will be a good opponent."
Ye Hong looked calm, "Will they have a protector like you? I'm afraid we have to wait for you to come back before we can take action."
"My lord, you don't know that the Xieji Sect is now in pieces. It doesn't even have a proper mountain gate. It can't even take care of itself..."
Xiao Zi secretly thought, how many Yuanying cultivators are there in Huazhou? Are there more than 200? Having two Yuanying cultivators protecting you is already a grand ceremony that cannot be more grand.
……
At the same time, an inner disciple of the Xieji Sect, a tall female cultivator in black, was walking on the road with a young man.
The girl's name is Zhang Yun, a true Jindan-stage cultivator, and the boy's name is Zeng Bufan, who is in the late foundation-building stage. He is her junior brother, disciple, and Taoist companion.
Zeng Bufan is as his name suggests. After being discovered by the Xieji Sect, he embarked on the path of cultivation. In his early years, his cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds, as if he was really a child of destiny. However, he lacked stamina. Although he had grasped the "God", he still could not form a pill.
Zhang Yun, like Zeng Bufan, was wearing men's clothing, with an ordinary appearance and a dull temperament. He didn't like to talk much, but this matter was of great importance, so he had to remind him again: "Zeng Bufan, if you see that couple later, you must not attack them casually."
The young man said dissatisfiedly: "Sister, why do you want to protect that pair of dogs? They are arbitrarily slaughtering fellow disciples under the banner of the Holy Sect. They deserve death!"
Zhang Yun was silent for a moment. "You heard what Master said with your own ears. If they are willing to submit to the Holy Sect, then the false can naturally become true."
At this moment, a black shadow fell from the sky, emitting the aura of the Golden Core Stage.
"If you two are looking for someone, I don't mind leading the way."
……
On the other side, Ye Hong and Xiao Zi found a relatively safe place and rested for a while. They leaned against each other's shoulders, silent as usual. Ye Hong took out two bottles of "Milk in the Stone", added some sugar, and handed one of them to Xiao Zi.
Without much talk, he just held the bottle and drank it in one gulp. It tasted like sugar, but it felt very smooth after entering his throat. After drinking it, his spiritual energy radiated and his whole body felt warm.
Xiao Zi drank it in small sips, resting her head on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Young Master's body is like a bottomless pit, you are not afraid of being overwhelmed at all... Besides, this spiritual liquid generated by nature is very precious. Is it really okay for me to drink it?"
"Why are you speaking in such a teary tone?" Ye Hong said softly, "What's so precious about it? It's just 'Di Tian Sui', the same thing as the foundation-building pill."
“Hehehe, it’s different. The Di Tian Sui Ling Liquid sold in the market has been diluted with water countless times…”
If I have to make an analogy, the difference between the Di Tian Sui Ling Ye and the Centennial Stalactite is probably the difference between plain water and espresso.
Her expression was gentle, and she whispered, "Young Master is so nice to Xiao Zi, is it because he likes her?"
“…This question is hard to answer.”
Ye Hong did not directly answer yes or no. He turned his head to look at her pretty face. This face was really heart-warming.
Xiao Zi made a face at him, "Are you embarrassed to say it?"
Ye Hong was silent for a while. "Why don't you think about it from your perspective? From your point of view, I hold your fate in my hand, which means I hold your life and death in my hand. It would be strange if you would like me, right? You can't think that I am a good person just because we have been through life and death together for a few times, and fall in love with me because of the suspension bridge effect..."
Xiao Zi was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect him to say that, and suddenly asked: "What is the suspension bridge effect?"
Ye Hong explained: "When you cross a dangerous suspension bridge, your heartbeat will speed up involuntarily, and I happen to be next to you at this time, so you will think that I made your heart beat faster, and thus you will have the illusion that you like me."
Xiao Zi understood it quickly and said with a smile: "So when a hero saves a beauty, the beauty will fall in love with the hero?"
Ye Hong nodded, "That's about the same reason."
After this conversation, Xiao Zi refreshed her understanding of him. She pursed her lips slightly and said softly, "It turns out that you are not only knowledgeable, but also so reserved and rational in love."
"I'm not reserved." Ye Hong reached out and touched her head, and Xiao Zi cooperated very well, almost rubbing his palm, her beautiful eyes were as gentle as water.
"Only for you."
He whispered, "Xiao Zi actually hates men, otherwise she wouldn't treat herself like that. Just like the Sylvie I told you about, you two are not quite the same. If I sleep with you, I always feel that it would be a bit cruel to you."
Xiao Zi smiled sweetly and said, "Young Master is different from them, and different from all men."
"All men are the same, there is no difference." Ye Hong lay on the ground without a care in the world, resting his hands on his head. "After we get out of Xiaoqiongzhou, I will return your life card to you. It's up to you where you want to go after that."
"What if Xiao Zi still wants to follow you, young master?"
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"Young Master is so bad." Xiao Zi was unmoved, she smiled with her hands covering her mouth, "But I came from the Yanyue Sect, this won't scare me."
If it were an ordinary woman, she would probably feel uncomfortable if not scared away.
But she seemed to be completely unconcerned, and even held his head horizontally, letting him rest on her legs, and gently played with his hair, "I don't hate you, sir."
Chapter 90: Escape
When Ye Hong had nothing to do, he would lie on little purple's legs and play with the mouse, touch its smooth fur, and feed it some spiritual fruits.
Xiao Zi looked down at him, holding her chin with one hand, and with the other hand she picked up a red fruit from the fruit basket, put it in her mouth, chewed it carefully, then reached out and stuffed another one into Ye Hong's mouth.
While chewing, he said, "Do you remember when I fed you the pill, you licked my palm? Why did you do that?"
"Can not remember."
Xiao Zi blinked, chuckled and denied it, then began to peel the apple with the "raw silk red thread" recorded in the "Peeling Chapter". The bright red fruit was peeled in her hands, revealing the white flesh.
Ye Hong said disdainfully: "You use this thing to peel an apple?"
The so-called "raw silk red thread" is actually an evil weapon made from human hair dyed with blood.
"It's not for you to eat, what's the matter?"
After Xiao Zi peeled the tea, she took a bite and swallowed it. Shushu cried and wanted to eat some too, so she cut off a small piece and stuffed it into its mouth.
Ye Hong suddenly recalled something that happened when he was young. It was when he was in his hometown in the mountains. He remembered it was an autumn day. At that time, he was not as tall as the fence in the yard, just like those seedlings that had not yet grown into towering trees.
There was a fruit tree planted behind my grandparents' house. The sweet fruits on the tree were naturally out of reach. Even if I jumped up and kicked the tree hard, it would only make the fruits shake a few times and nothing else.
He hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to learn from the naughty children in the village to climb up the tree to pick the fruits. He no longer remembered how he climbed up. Anyway, how high could the fruit tree be? It was only about three or five meters. Finally, his mother found him. She opened her arms and let him jump down. His posture was peaceful and beautiful. He jumped into her arms without hesitation, and the mother and son fell to the ground together. He lay on his mother's body, raised his head, like a bean wrapped in a pod, warm and safe.
Then his pants were taken off and he was spanked twice on the butt. This was one of the rare times when my mother failed to do so.
Later, the tree was cut down.