The Sword Named No Way Out

"Soldiers will strangle the spirit veins, and the spirit veins in his whole body are almost shattered into pieces..." "Master Yizong, what should we do now?!" ? Has the pulse started to return?"

…

The human voices one after another seemed very close, but suddenly became very far away, and gradually disappeared into the depths of the chaotic consciousness.

Gong Wei tried his best to open his eyes wide, he seemed to become very small in a trance, and he didn't even learn to stand on two feet, so he could only curl up his body tremblingly, and lay down in the depths of the misty peach forest. His right pupil was as bright and intense as blood. He saw the man named Ying Kai squatting halfway in front of him, reaching out and patiently stroking the top of his hair; then he turned his eyes and saw another indifferent and handsome young man Standing not far away with his sword in his arms, he cast a scrutinizing gaze.

I don't know why, at the same moment when he saw that man, a sharp pain in his heart suddenly rose from his left chest cavity, and the inherent great sadness and joy also swallowed up his entire consciousness like a torrent.

Immediately afterwards, there was a clear voice in the back of my mind, which naturally emerged—

That was Xu Shuangce.

I must kill Xu Shuangce.

"Don't be afraid, how long have you been hiding in the peach forest? Do you want to go out?" "He is observing us. He is learning how to be a human being."…

Xu Shuangce's voice is really nice, and he looks so good-looking, Gong Wei thought intermittently in the pain of his left heart.

I like him so much, can I stay by his side and not leave?

…

"I'll take him to the Medical School and ask Brother Mu to have a look." After the two argued, Ying Kai finally made a decision, smiled and stretched out his hand to him, and asked kindly, "May I take you out?"

The dream suddenly stopped at this moment.

Gong Wei opened his eyes wide, looking at Ying Kai's palm in front of him.

Somehow, he had already remembered how things would develop next—he watched Xu Shuangce who was indifferent, and finally held Ying Kai's hand timidly, and was taken away from Cangyang Mountain to set up a punishment institute in Xianmeng; In the following decades, there was entanglement between grievances and grievances, life and death, until the sword pierced the heart on the Shengxiantai, and never returned to this original peach blossom forest.

If this time it deviates from the established track from the beginning, will the ending be different?

An instinctive, strong impulse suddenly rose from the depths of my heart.

Unknowingly, the painful chest seemed to be filled with unprecedented courage, Gong Wei forced himself to turn his head to the other side, and tried his best to open his hands to the condescending man with distant eyes:

"I want... I want to hug..."

He is too young to learn to speak human words. He only remembered that the first feeling he felt when he came to this world was sadness, but he didn't know why.

He could only stumble and make a choked voice, repeating in vain: "I want to hug..."

The dream suddenly changed.

The next moment he fell from the sky like a falling bird, but before he could feel the fear, he fell into an embrace full of white sandalwood breath. Someone was protecting him tightly and safely, and a soft kiss was dropped on the temple hair.

"You're not going to die," the man said in a low voice.

"It's good to sleep."

…

·

"The spiritual pulse can only be repaired to this point for the time being, and it will depend on his own fortune."

A young man in his twenties, with his fingertips condensed with a faint purple light like filaments, withdrew his hand between Gong Wei's eyebrows.

He was born with a gentle and handsome face, a body of immortal demeanor, and the snow-green organdy-wing gauze robe hung on the waist was not a jade pendant, but a small knife made of pale platinum, which was curved and thin like a willow leaf. As long as this person keeps his mouth shut, his demeanor can be said to be out of the world, but it is a pity that he exposed his true nature when he opened his mouth: "Tsk tsk tsk, thanks to his fate to meet my majestic Master Medical Sect to do it in person, otherwise such a person would not be a monster." The little thing who is not a demon, and the most vicious and ruthless soldier in Juzong's hands, has already been tsk tsk tsk..."

This person is one of the three sects in the current world, the Jinchuan physician sect Mu Duozhu.

On the bed, Gong Wei was lying curled up on his side, with his eyes closed and his face pale, his expression seemed very disturbed. He held Xu Shuangce tightly with both hands and did not let go of one hand, Xu Shuangce just stood there without moving, asking, "Why is he like this?"

Mu Duozhu said solemnly: "This is the reason why he did not forget to respect the teacher and respect the way even in a coma."

Xu Shuangce: "..."

The two looked at each other for a while, Xu Shuangce's cold and ruthless black eyes stared straight at Mu Duozhu's face, Yizong soon couldn't hold it anymore: "Well, it's actually because the patient's current situation is special, and the spiritual veins are extremely empty. , they will spontaneously rely on the person or thing with the most powerful spiritual power around them, just like a hungry and cold person craving hot food. The solution is also very simple, just pour a lot of spiritual power into the patient's sea of ​​energy, but it is a bit uncomfortable after all. Slow. In fact, there is a faster way..."

Xu Shuang said: "What method?"

Mu Duozhu blinked, took a big step back suddenly, and solemnly said:

"Double cultivation."

The room was eerily quiet, Xu Shuangce stared at him expressionlessly without even rolling his eyes.

Mu Duozhu moved quickly to the outside of the house in small steps, his upper body was steady and motionless, and he smiled nonchalantly: "Sect Master Xu, don't mind, I'm just joking. But having said that, that day I seemed to hear the disciples talking about it, saying that Sect Master Xu was in Dingxian Mausoleum Wai Yijian is amazing. In order to solve the situation as soon as possible, he did not hesitate to smash the corpses of the seniors on the spot. He really deserves to be the number one master in the world. What is shocking is that Xu Zongzhu's attitude towards his lover is completely opposite. It is very—well, how should I put it ? Very sympathetic to the weak, loving and protecting..."

Xu Shuangce's right thumb, hanging by his side, moved slightly in the shadows.

Mu Duozhu flashed out of the house in an instant, and closed the door heavily with a bang.

After a few breaths, the door opened again with a click. Master Yizong poked out half his head, and raced against the clock to tell: "Don't forget to pay the consultation fee!"

Then without waiting for Xu Shuangce's answer, he closed the door with a bang and slipped away.

The room was quiet again, and Xu Shuangce stood there for a moment before looking back at the bed.

Gong Wei unconsciously frowned in his sleep, as if he had a lot of unspeakable grievances and uneasiness, he hugged Xu Shuangce's left hand tightly as if he had encountered a life-saving straw, and kept rubbing his forehead against his arm, like satin Black hair was spread across the bed and on the sleeves of the robe.

"..."

Xu Shuangce finally moved, and slowly sat on the side of the couch.

With this movement, his left arm bent from vertical to straight, and Gong Wei immediately hugged him even tighter.

The emptiness of the cultivator's spiritual veins is fatal to a certain extent. The desire to survive made Gong Wei stick his upper body to Xu Shuangce's left arm, and his cheek to the crook of his arm. As long as he lowered his head, he could see the young man's long and soft eyelashes. It was too tight and messed up on the suzerain's platinum robe.

Streaks of air heated up silently, like hot, fine needles constantly stimulating the nerves, but Xu Shuangce's calm face still did not show the slightest change.

He just lowered his eyes, looked at Gong Wei's face that was close at hand, and raised his right hand after a long time. The index finger sent a little bit of spiritual power between his brows, and then he broke it with one touch.

"..."

Gong Wei murmured intolerably and vaguely, becoming more anxious because of this fleeting spiritual power. He seemed to be trapped in a chaotic and viscous dream, he wanted to get rid of it but couldn't struggle, he wanted to wake up but was in a trance, he subconsciously grabbed the front of his clothes with both hands, and tried his best to raise his head.

The boy was so close that he could even hear his breathing clearly.

Xu Shuangce lowered his head slightly, the shadows on the bed curtain intertwined, and he couldn't see his expression clearly. He seemed to be waiting patiently for something to happen. With a slight lift of his index finger, Gong Wei raised his face and brought his eyebrows closer together; with another lift, he insisted on catching up. The secret pursuit was repeated several times, Xu Shuangce's back gradually leaned back, and the head of the bed made a slight creaking sound due to the weight of the two people.

"Do not…"

Bit by bit, intermittent spiritual power was poured into the sea, but it was far from enough.

Gong Wei seemed to be trapped in the soft and warm sea of ​​clouds, and even the complaints that dragged out the ending sounded lightly:

"…Um…"

As if he finally understood his dissatisfaction, Xu Shuangce placed **** between his eyebrows again, and the surging and pure spiritual power immediately rushed to the limbs and bones. Gong Wei's whole body's spiritual veins suddenly relaxed, and he raised his head unconsciously like nectar after a long drought, and the tip of his nose almost touched Xu Shuangce's chin.

But then, Xu Shuangce raised his fingertips again.

Gong Wei was completely anxious.

At the moment when the back of his hand was covering his lips, Gong Wei grabbed his hem and pressed against him urgently, his soft and cold lips finally fell into Xu Shuangce's palm.

It seemed like an intimate and flattering kiss.

·

Knock knock knock.

On the corridor outside the house, Yu Chixiao knocked on the door a few times, waited for a few breaths, and raised his voice: "Master Yizong, the leader invites you to go to the deck to discuss matters!"

There was no answer from behind the door.

The treatment has been going on for several hours, isn't it over yet? Yu Chixiao's already hanging heart sank, and he involuntarily strengthened his hands, "Boom, boom, boom!" He knocked a few more times: "Master Yizong, but the treatment is not going well? I..."

An unhurried voice came from inside the room: "Come in."

That is clearly Sect Master Xu!

Yu Chixiao's expression changed, and he pushed open the door suddenly, only to see a spacious and elegant room, but the candlelight was dim, the bed curtains were drooping, and there was a secret and ambiguous smell mixed with medicine and sandalwood in the air. A strong hand raised the curtain, and then the whole person turned over and lay down on the bed. It was Xu Shuangce.

"..." Yu Chixiao seemed to have suddenly lost the ability to speak, and suddenly turned his gaze to the heavy silk bed curtains, where Gong Wei could be vaguely seen lying on his side and curled up on the couch, wrapped in a familiar white-gold robe.

That is clearly the coat of Cangyang Sect Master!

Xu Shuangce only wore black slim inner armor, straightened the front of his clothes, and said calmly, "What's the matter?"

If it were a child from another family, his heart might be broken at this time. Yu Chixiao opened his mouth, only to hear his own dry voice: "Sect Master Xu and his disciples are alone in the inner room, disheveled, isn't it proper?"

Xu Shuang paused for a moment, then turned her head and glanced at him with a smile that was not a smile.

He asked, "Isn't that impolite?"

A chill ran up his spine like lightning, and Yu Chixiao's eyes changed suddenly.

But fortunately Xu Shuangce did not say the second half of the sentence.

He put down the curtains on both sides of the bed, his movements and voice were unhurried, as if the conversation just now had never happened: "What are you here for?"

The Yizong didn't allow outsiders to approach when he rescued, Yu Chixiao specially stopped the disciple who sent the message halfway and came over. He originally wanted to inquire about the situation of Xiang Xiaoyuan's recovery, but knowing that there is no need to ask any more questions now, he almost forced himself to lean forward and said: "The Juzong has already boarded the boat, the lord is here to invite all the masters to go, and we have agreed on the soldiers of the Immortal Mausoleum." silk thing."

In a word, it is time to settle accounts with Juzong.

Xu Shuangce was noncommittal: "Lead the way."

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The two went out of the house and walked along the long and wide corridor to the end. The medical disciples passing by on both sides all stepped out of the way and bowed their heads in salute. At the end of the long corridor is a spiral upward white jade staircase, Yu Chixiao took half a step back and made a gesture of invitation: "Sect Master Xu, please first."

Xu Shuangce flicked up his robe, and walked steadily forward.

Legend has it that Xu Zongzhu and Ying Mengzhu were born in the same year, so he is nearly a hundred years old this year. But this is not apparent from the appearance at all, because Xu Shuangce looks very young, with a kind of handsome beauty with a sense of sharpness, and after taking off his outer robe, he completely shows a thin and tall figure. Especially from the angle of the back, you can vaguely see the outline of the smooth back muscles under the clothes between the lines.

He didn't feel helpless. But even without a sword, Xu Shuangce's terrifying sense of calm and stability would not be reduced by half.

"Yu Chixiao," he suddenly said without looking back.

"…Yes."

Xu Shuangce asked casually, "How did Xiang Xiaoyuan get hit?"

At that moment, many things flashed through Yu Chixiao's mind - the right pupil that was dug out and squeezed into **** mud, the head that was thrown flying with an arc of blood, the blood spurted from the broken neck splashed on the boy's side face, Slowly flowing down the snow-white and cold skin... All the pictures were finally frozen. He saw the young man's deadly white throat being pressed against by Chen Jianfeng, but he didn't care, letting the blood in the palm of his hand flow into the sword groove. When he turned his head, the tip of his long eyes was full of undisguised cunning.

"What answer do you want me to give you?" he asked with a grin.

"You are too weak, Mr. Yuchi. You don't even dare to chop off my hand first, or stab me twice—then what answer do you expect me to give you?"

…

Yu Chixiao lowered his gaze, his Adam's apple visibly moved.

"The younger generation encountered Fahua Immortal Venerable's shocking corpse, and was defeated in battle. He failed to protect the young master Xiang, and that's why he was affected by the trick. The younger generation is ashamed and ashamed, please punish Xu Sect Master."

"Oh, is that so?" Xu Shuang said flatly at the end, "That's all?"

Yu Chixiao said calmly: "That's all."

At this time, the two walked up the spiraling white jade steps to the end, one behind the other, and in front of them was an indoor corridor with carved beams and painted buildings.

Xu Shuangce stepped on the last step, turned around suddenly and said, "Nephew."

Yu Chixiao then stood still: "Sect Master, please speak."

Disciples from the School of Medicine passed by in the distance, and they saw the two standing on the stairs facing each other, one in front of the other and one behind, one tall and the other low.

Xu Shuangce said: "After I came back from Linjiang, I suffered a serious injury to my left shoulder. It was said that I met a ghost cultivator outside the gate of the palace, and it was caused by my nephew's defeat. The soldiers are so numerous, the spirit veins are broken, the injuries are even more serious, and it is said that the good nephew was defeated in battle, so he suffered from the disaster."

Yu Chixiao couldn't utter a single word.

Xu Shuangce said slowly: "Nephew still needs to study hard."

There was no ups and downs in his voice, as if he was just stating a fact calmly. However, Yu Chixiao seemed to be punched hard in the face, his ears were buzzing, and it took him a long time to hear himself grit his teeth and say: "... What the suzerain taught me."

There was a flash of a figure in the distance, and it was Mu Duozhu Cage walking from the end of the corridor with his hands, and wondered when he saw this, "What are you doing?"

Xu Shuangce didn't answer, and took out something from his sleeve, only to see that it was as bright red as fire, it was the unicorn pendant that was taken away from Gong Wei before!

"This thing can be broken into pieces to replace death, it's so precious, I can't bear it." He handed the jade pendant back to Yu Chixiao, and said condescendingly: "Nephew, take it back."

Mu Duozhu didn't know what happened, he saw the young master Ye Jinmen's face became extremely ugly, but he couldn't say anything, he could only take the jade pendant in his hand, and stepped back down a step .

He should have retreated and turned around, but for some reason he stood still and took a breath.

"Sect Master Xu." He raised his eyes to look directly at Xu Shuangce, and asked in a very clear voice: "This junior and Xiang Xiaoyuan have gone through life and death, and have a deep friendship. Seeing him injured and sick in bed, I am very worried. Can this junior visit him?"

He is really a direct descendant of a non-top family, and he must not have such courage and confidence. Xu Shuangce fixedly looked down at him, with an unknown expression flashing in his eyes, he didn't know whether it was admiration or ridicule, and after a while he happily said, "Go."

Yu Chixiao bowed, turned his head and walked down.

His figure quickly disappeared at the end of the circling white jade steps. Mu Duozhu was full of doubts. He was about to ask something, but Xu Shuangce said softly: "People who can't see others' lessons can only cry when they see the coffin."

Mu Duozhu asked in surprise, "What?"

Xu Shuangce didn't answer, turned around and walked towards the closed door at the end of the corridor, and opened the carved bronze door at the end of the corridor with a flick of his sleeve.

The fresh wind blows from the end of the tile-blue sky, the mountains and rivers in the distance are rolling, and the capital and villages are as small as a sand table; Xu Shuangce steps up to the white marble attic and looks out from the railing at the end of the high platform. Below the attic is a magnificent, huge and sturdy deck .

This is a giant golden ship sailing high in the sky!

Seats have been set up in the hall, Ying Kai is one of the two red sandalwood armchairs in the east, with one hand resting on his forehead, feeling tired and speechless; under Ying Kai's left hand is Jian Zong Wei Chirui, who is still standing at this time due to the sequelae of hallucinations. Literally unable to lift his spirits, he was holding the divine sword Rakshata in his right hand, and was taking out a few spiced peanuts from his bosom with his left hand and throwing them into his mouth.

Xu Shuangce walked to the east and sat down on another big red sandalwood chair with armrests, and Mu Duozhu also lifted his robe and sat down under him. All eyes turned to the chair in the middle of the lobby, and they all turned to Changsun Chengfeng.

"..."

Juzong couldn't argue with his words, he leaned back heavily on the back of the chair, heaved a sigh of relief, and said sincerely:

"I really have nothing to do with this matter, all immortal friends!"