"Little girl, do you want to know what this boy saw?"
The old man stroked his beard, seeming to notice Xie Jinyu's concern, and asked in a rather naughty tone.
Xie Jinyu was stunned and subconsciously asked: "Senior, can you let me see it?"
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she regretted them a little.
It's really too offensive to ask seniors like this.
However, since the old man in front of him has the ability to lay traps to lure them into their own inner demons, it may not be difficult to pry into the secrets in their hearts.
Thinking about it this way, her expression couldn't help but be a little complicated.
The old man saw her inner struggle and smiled gently: "Don't worry, little girl, I'm not spying on your inner demons."
Xie Jinyu came back to her senses, smiled and said, "Senior, I misunderstood, this junior didn't mean that."
The world of immortality is actually a world with very simple rules, where the strong are respected.
There is a huge difference in cultivation between myself and the senior in front of me.
According to his inheritance, we can be regarded as the swordsman and the fish.
Even if his inner demons were spied on, he would be a little embarrassed at most, and there would be no real harm.
"It's okay even if I let senior see it.
It's just that I don't know Uncle Master."
The old man smiled and nodded, knowing clearly: "I just suggested this because you were worried about this boy.
Although I am old, my eyesight is not dull.
This boy is not just your uncle, right?"
Xie Jinyu immediately blushed and whispered "Yes" in a low voice.
I silently thought that ginger is still spicy when old.
But she didn't know that the way a lover looks at a lover can never be deceiving.
This is, love is hard to control.
The old man had a knowing look on his face and said with a comforting smile: "After all, I have been here too."
He paused, nodded slightly and continued, "I see that after you got out of the inner demon, you seemed a little confused.
Since you have feelings, Man, maybe look into his heart and you will find the answer you want.”
Xie Jinyu heard his words and looked up in surprise.
But she saw the old man's gentle eyes falling on her body, clear and magnanimous, as if penetrating everything, but also like covering his sight with a gauze mask, so that he would not look too close and embarrass himself, nor would he be completely invisible.
Gives wrong hints.
She didn't know why, but this look was so kind and refreshing, almost making her feel the urge to cry.
So she lowered her head and bowed deeply, "Thank you, senior."
The old man smiled kindly, waved his sleeves and said loudly: "Go."
In an instant, his voice became distant and near, as if it had been blown away by a tornado.
Xie Jinyu only felt a breeze blowing gently on her cheeks, and her vision was in chaos, with all kinds of stars flowing around, the Milky Way falling from the sky, thousands of years, white clouds and white horses passing by.
The wind was so strong that Xie Jinyu could hardly open her eyes.
She felt a little strange.
This place was obviously not her inner demon, but her senses could be so real.
The wind blew her hair around and rubbed her neck, which made her feel itchy.
Xie Jinyu slowly opened her eyes.
Liu Jiming was facing away from her.
Dressed in red like fire, he looked aloof and flamboyant.
A head of green hair is splashed down on the shoulders, dotted on the red dress, the color is clear and dazzling.
Liu Jiming in the book loves to wear red the most, and he is the only one worthy of such a flamboyant color.
There are many people wearing white clothes in the entire world of immortality, but even they are not as good-looking as him in red clothes.
They can only be viewed from a distance and must not be underestimated.
But for some reason, the Liu Jiming Xie Jinyu saw after waking up was always wearing black clothes, calm and restrained.
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Qianqiu was worn around his waist, and with a weak hold of his right hand, his figure became taller and taller, standing tall against the sky and the earth.
Yes, since he is Liu Jiming's inner demon, of course he can only look at people and scenery from his perspective.
"Uncle Master."
Xie Jinyu was stunned, the voice was so familiar.
Through Liu Jiming's eyes, she saw a person standing in front of Liu Jiming.
That person was wearing a white Cangyu Sect school uniform, which was different from other disciples.
Her cuffs were embroidered with a delicate pattern in green, which was the core disciple symbol of Cangyu Sect Qingyao Peak.
This person was not willing to wear her hair in such a high way, so she put her hair into a simple bun, with a green silk ribbon tied behind her head.
It fluttered in the breeze, which made her look pretty, fresh and pleasant, which had its own story.
Unparalleled natural charm.
"Junior, I had some adventures when I went down the mountain this time.
When I came back, I happened to hear that my uncle had just come out of seclusion, so I thought I could use it to congratulate my uncle."
Liu Jiming's voice was clear and calm, which was in line with his usual style, "No need."
The man smiled, not caring about his indifference at all.
He took out a small wooden box from his arms and said slowly: "The silk reeling made by the shark is not a valuable thing, but it is It’s the junior’s thoughts.
It’s just that the tassels are made by the junior’s own hands, so it’s a pity that if Master Liu doesn’t like them, just throw them away.”
She put the thing in Liu Jiming's hand, tilted her head and smiled, the green hairband floating gently behind her head and past her ears.
She cupped her hands and said, "Then I'll take my leave."
Then, without waiting for Liu Jiming to answer, the green hairband drew an arc with his body and flew away like the wind.
She came quietly and left without any worries.
It seemed that she was not the one who came to deliver gifts, nor was she the one who was thinking about being attentive.
She was just stopping by to see an old acquaintance.
But she doesn't actually care much about the lives of her old acquaintances.
She doesn't care whether her old acquaintances are doing well or not, so there is no interest in doing business.
No sadness, no loss.
If you are someone who thinks too much, you may have to wonder in your heart whether this person is sincere or not.
It's a pity that Liu Jiming is not someone who likes to speculate on other people's hearts.
Of course, in fact, there is no one worthy of his efforts to speculate.
Liu Jiming watched her go away, paused, and his eyes fell on the wooden box at hand.
This is a wooden box with red dark paint.
It can be seen that it has been well protected by its owner.
It has not been bumped during the journey.
It is as smooth as a mirror and can almost reflect its own figure.
He raised his hand and opened the wooden box.
What caught my eye was a small thing.
What shines brightly is the warm yellow color of spring apricot flowers, which is a bit eye-catching lying quietly in the dark red wooden box.
Liu Jiming waved his hand, and the little thing floated in the air.
The silk ribbon hung down softly, just like the man standing in front of him with his eyebrows raised.
That's a sword spike.
It turns out that I made the sword spike with my own hands.
Xie Jinyu What kind of person is she?
The apricot silk ribbon passed in front of my eyes, and the wind was fierce.
The cold light of Qianqiu's sword made the sword sharper under the shining sword tassel, cutting iron like clay.
The black demonic energy has nowhere to escape under the sword's edge.
Low-level demons cannot look directly at his sword light.
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It is the most righteous weapon in the world, and it is also the most murderous sword energy in the world.
With just one glance, low-level demons will be scared to death.
Liu Jiming's sword energy pierced the sky, and his overwhelming force covered the clouds.
Even in the most chaotic battlefield, he was definitely the focus of the audience.
He exists like a god of war in the alliance, and in the eyes of the enemy, he is the representative of the god of death.
The red clouds in the sky were rolling, making it difficult to see clearly from a distance.
Under it, a steady stream of demons joined the battlefield, one after another.
In the distance, the lyre in He Ling's hand sounded quietly, sharper than the light of the sword, and filled with strong murderous intent.
There was a melee between the world of immortals and the world of demons, magical weapons radiating, and countless casualties.
Several high-level demons surrounded Liu Jiming with ferocious looks.
The situation was not optimistic.
"Liu Jiming, the number one swordsman in the immortal world, haha, a ruthless swordsman who makes the entire demon world fearful.
Today, I want to see how capable you are."
"Haha, no matter how powerful he is, as long as the ghost doctor is behind us, he can't defeat us at all."
Ghost doctor Liu Zhaojun.
The magic hand of rejuvenation can cure ghosts, and the king of hell will smile and show mercy when he sees you.
Her reputation resounded throughout the demon world, but she was spurned by all immortal cultivators.
Liu Jiming sneered: "Stupid."
As long as Qianqiu is in hand, he will always be the invincible person.
There is no word failure in Liu Jiming's dictionary.
What's more, in the face of evil worshipers and evil spirits, you should be able to fight without danger.
Liuzhao Junxuan was dressed in iron-clad clothes, which should have been a very stern attire, but the makeup on his face turned out to be charming and charming.
The bright and dazzling red color makes the originally clear face look charming and enchanting.
There is a bit of gold between the eyebrows.
It is unclear what the pattern is, and there is a faint ghostly aura.
She clearly has the same appearance as Xie Jinyu, but her temperament is completely different.
Liu Zhaojun's face was expressionless.
She stood on the edge of the cliff and looked quietly at the edge of Liu Jiming's sword.
The blood fell drop by drop and fell into the soil, splashing blood flowers one after another.
"It's time for you and me to end things, Liu Jiming."
Liu Jiming held his sword, full of blood and murderous intent, and said in a cold voice: "I'll put an end to the entanglement between you and me."
When Mr.
Liuzhao heard what he said, not only was he not sad, he actually smiled brightly, with the bright red poppies blooming: "It seems that he is right.
It's just that I once heard from my subordinates that the best sword in the world of immortality Xiu Liu Jiming traveled all over the country, as if he was looking for a woman.
Could it be that my information is wrong?"
"It's true that I'm looking for you."
Liu Jiming nodded without any concealment, "Traitors from our sect should be killed."
Liu Zhaojun threw his head back and laughed, laughing so hard that he was out of breath.
However, she smiled, and there seemed to be a little sparkle in her eyes.
Like the sky full of stars, they will overflow at any time and cover the world.
"Very good, very good, Liu Jiming."
She smiled so sincerely, sincerely, and the joy filled her heart so much that she almost burst out with laughter.
But there were faint stars shining in her eyes, and among the stars was the dead universe, where there was no light all day long and was full of loneliness.
The sun is setting over the sky, and sadness is overwhelming.
"But since you want to kill me, you have to ask my opinion no matter what."
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Liu Jiming snorted coldly and dismissed her words.
He looked at her with eyes that were like thousand-year-old ice that would never change.
The cold gaze fell on her, as if looking at a lifeless corpse.
"I think it's better not to give you this opportunity."
Liu Zhaojun said softly, as if whispering, with a bit of regret.
As her words rang out, her body slowly leaned back, her eyes shining brightly, but the smile at the corner of her mouth never faded: "Liu Jiming, remember what I said today.
From now on, you, and I thank Jinyu, and we have broken up with each other.
From now on, we will never see each other again."
The next moment, huge spiritual energy overflowed, almost breaking through the entire world.
Someone on the battlefield screamed in surprise "The ghost doctor blew himself up" "Demon Lord Liu Zhaojun blew himself up" The ghost doctor Liu Zhaojun's cultivation is in the middle stage of the golden elixir.
After the golden elixir self-destructs, his spiritual veins are completely destroyed, his foundation is destroyed, and his soul is even destroyed.
No one would make such a desperate move if they were not in great danger.
The moment she fell off the cliff, Liu Jiming's eyebrows skipped a beat and he suddenly covered his chest.
There was a faint red light flashing between his eyebrows, and his eyes were gradually filled with blood.
Qianqiu slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a "thud".
His face was extremely painful.
It was as if someone was pinching his forehead, almost squeezing it to pieces, and the blood in his chest was surging, almost breaking through his body. what is that what is that He pressed the hilt of the sword against his chest.
Unable to bear it any longer, he vomited out a mouthful of blood.
A strange vermillion-colored object was looming in the blood, mixed in the blood and almost invisible.
Liu Jiming suddenly saw that thing.
His eyes suddenly condensed, and he almost didn't think about it.
The next moment, he rushed to the edge of the cliff, his clothes were flying, and he fell down.
"From now on, you and I, Xie Jinyu, are cut off and have nothing to do with each other.
From now on, we will be separated from each other and never see each other again."
His eyes were red, and the expression on his face was restrained and cold, almost to the point where his muscles were trembling.
The madness in his eyes betrayed what he was thinking.
Liu Jiming said sternly: "Don't even think about it."
Xie Jinyu, who had been spying on all this from behind, felt a pain on her wrist.
At the same time, Liu Jiming in the inheritance cave broke through his inner demons, held her wrist tightly, and suddenly opened his eyes.
"Don't even think about it" The author has something to say: This chapter is very fat︿︿ Is there no one to praise the hard-working author?
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