Daily life under the hands of mad critics

Chapter 40

"You are really good apprentices of Jianzun."

With these words, Jing Yu tried to poke into Mo Changsi's heart.

Mo Changsi's expression had already sunk, he raised his hand and grabbed Jing Yu's collar, and picked up the person easily: "Remember, you are only a disciple of Jianfeng, and the matter between us and Master is not yours. An outsider's opinion."

When the words fell, he loosened Jing Yu's collar and pushed the person aside.

Jing Yu was pushed to the side of the door, the disdain in his eyes deepened, and he walked out of the main hall weakly.

After Jing Yu left, Mo Changsi looked sideways at Xiao Jingyi: "Let's go, what I want to show you is inside."

Xiao Jingyi and Mo Changsi walked into the familiar main hall.

Jing Yu only came to clean the main hall where Su He lived every day. The house kept the way Su He was alive, and he never touched the furnishings in the house.

This is what Shen Zilian meant, and it was also his idea.

Mo Changsi came to the place where Su He practiced and meditated, and the futon he sat on when he came that day remained in its original position.

He turned his face away and stopped looking at the futon, his eyes fell on the sword stand, and motioned for Xiao Jingyi to look there.

When Xiao Jingyi first entered the door, he noticed the extra sword stand on the table, and even saw the long sword on it that he was all too familiar with, Cheng Ying.

The man's eyes fell on the long sword, his muscles became stiff, and he stood still.

Mo Changsi looked at Xiao Jingyi and repeated what Su He said: "That day, I came to her and saw Chengying. I asked her if she could give me this sword."

"She said no, this is to prepare a sword for you."

There was no expression on Xiao Jingyi's face, only the hand that fell on his side curled up slightly.

"She said that this sword was what she wanted to be her life's spirit sword before. She said that this sword is suitable for Senior Brother, and she wanted to give it to you. She also said that when you come back from your experience, I will give it to you."

"That night, I sent you a message. I thought if you knew about this, maybe your mind would change, but you didn't respond."

"..."

Xiao Jingyi stood there stiffly, thinking back to that night.

That day, he said he was going down the mountain, and she agreed without any hesitation.

He did remember that the other party later said that he was going to give him a gift, but what was his state of mind at that time?
I was in a hurry to go to the Little Demon Realm, and I was in a hurry to start a plan. I didn't take it seriously at all.

If Mo Changsi didn't mention it today, Xiao Jingyi might never think of this trivial matter again in his life.

Xiao Jingyi lowered his eyes, his hands by his side were already clenched into fists.

Different from this life, Chengying was the first sword that Su He gave him after he got started.

At that time, this master had not shown such a hateful side, and this sword was very different to Xiao Jingyi.

This is the first time he has been solemnly handed a sword to him, making him feel that this is his hope of getting rid of the past and new life, and from now on his fate can be in his own hands.

This sword is like a lighthouse in Xiao Jingyi's heart.

Later, even if he found out that there is no so-called new life at all, he just came out of the dragon pond and entered the tiger's den, but he was used to Chengying, and the meaning of Chengying to him was completely different.

In this life, since he decided to stop looking for the Chengying Sword and chose Xuandian, he has completely embarked on a road of no return.

But Xiao Jingyi didn't expect that Chengying would finally come to him again in this way.

it is ridiculous.

It's all just ridiculous.

Xiao Jingyi just stood there with his eyes down, not moving or speaking.

Mo Changsi felt that he should need some alone time, turned around and left the main hall and sat on the steps outside waiting for him.

After a long time, Xiao Jingyi walked slowly to the desk, picked up Chengying on the shelf, the familiar texture of the thumb mosha scabbard.

The picture of that night in my mind intertwined with the scene when Su He sacrificed to the world.

Xiao Jingyi suddenly thought of a place, put down his sword, and came to Su He's study.

In a previous life, the bookshelves of Su He's study were pushed open, and behind it was a long and narrow staircase leading through the secret room in the basement of the main hall.

He held onto the bookshelf and moved it aside.

All you can see is a white wall.

Xiao Jingyi's pupils shrank slightly.

How could there be nothing?

He didn't believe in evil, he raised his middle finger and knocked on the wall, a slightly dull knocking sound rang out.

Solid wall.

Xiao Jingyi's mind went blank for a moment, and all the memories in his memory seemed to be phantoms in his mind, which made him doubt whether everything he had experienced was true or not.

"She and her body, soul and mind are not the same person at all..."

"You will regret it one day."

Zhou Xuanming's words kept ringing in his ears.

Xiao Jingyi looked at the blank wall, suddenly laughed at himself, and punched the wall in front of him.

"Bang" made a muffled sound, blood dripped from the joints and snaked down the wall, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, and disappeared without a trace.

After a long time, Xiao Jingyi slowly turned around and walked out of the main hall.

When Mo Changsi saw Xiao Jingyi come out, his eyes didn't blink, his eyes were lost, and he couldn't help but his nose was sore and his eyes were red: "Senior brother..."

They were all wrong.

Xiao Jingyi stood at the door, staring unfocused at the front.

"I'm sorry Master."

He narrated in a very flat tone, leaving this sentence, without looking at Mo Changsi, and walked straight out.

Mo Changsi glanced at Xiao Jingyi's back, but in the end he couldn't say anything, and sat back on the steps of the main hall in silence.

Xiao Jingyi descended the sword peak like a wandering soul, walked out of the gate of the Silent Qing Sect, and finally came to the front of the realm unknowingly.

Standing in front of the sword that Su He transformed into, he knelt on the ground with a bang.

Only today did he realize that she was the redemption sent by God, but he killed her with his own hands.

Xiao Jingyi's eyes were terrifyingly red, and the demonic breath all over his body was irritable and disordered, causing the air to fluctuate.

"Master... I was wrong."

"I was wrong."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and undid the Xuan Dian from his waist, raised his head, held the hilt of the sword and slowly placed it on the side of his neck.

Then, a clear smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Xiao Jingyi's lips, and his voice was a bit desolate and sad: "I'm sorry Master... My disciple is here to accompany you."

When the words fell, the long sword slashed the blood vessels on the side of the neck, and the red blood splashed several feet high.Drops of blood fell on Xiao Jingyi's lips, the tip of his nose, his eyes, and the long sword that Su He had transformed into, slowly sliding down.

Xiao Jingyi's eyes were covered with blood and a red halo was reflected by the light. His back fell straight to the ground, startling a fallen leaf moth flying into the distance.

Blood stained the ground under Xiao Jingyi. He looked at the sword, as if he saw Su He standing there and saying to him, "I forgive you for the teacher."

Xiao Jingyi bent the corners of his lips, mixed his eyes and fell on the sword, and murmured indistinctly: "I owe you to pay off Master..."

When the words fell, he slowly closed his eyes.

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Thank you Meng Ruyun and Yu Tu's cute recommendation ticket~
(End of this chapter)