Cannon fodder and the book-wearing hero's Shura field

Chapter 45

A slender figure was reflected on that layer of ice, Chu Jingchuan walked out slowly with a sword in his hand, dressed in white.

"You just said," Chu Jingchuan's face was covered with ice, "who is now a puddle of mud?"

He couldn't believe that his uncle was dead.

Moreover, he was killed by his master...Yun Chensheng himself.

How could he accept it.

Yun Chen turned his head sideways, saw the person coming, and said with a smile: "It's you, my good disciple."

Chu Jingchuan looked at him quietly, and Yun Chensheng said again: "Who am I talking about? Didn't you hear it all?" He specially moved closer, the sharp blade cut the skin of his neck, and blood dripped along the blade On the ice?.

The blood couldn't stand the cold air in the ice room, and quickly congealed, like red plums falling on the snow.

Chu Jingchuan shook his hand.

He heard Yun Chensheng say in a gloomy tone he had never used before: "The ground you are stepping on now? is the place where Feng Ruoyun died?"

"At that time? He looked at me with desolate eyes, trying to persuade me to turn around," Yun Chensheng said, "He is dying, and he wants to be a holy father, really..."

What is it really, he didn't finish, because Chu Jingchuan's sword advanced a few more minutes.

"Are you going to kill me?" Yun Chen tilted his head slightly, his gaze became light, as if he had become the high and clean Yunying Xianjun who was admired by thousands of people again.

Chu Jingchuan only said: "You killed Master Uncle."

"It's me," Yun Chensheng said, "So, are you going to kill me?" His eyes fixed on Chu Jingchuan, "Chuan'er, who brought you up to Qingfeng Mountain? You did it for Feng Ruoyun He was going to kill me."

It snowed heavily that day.

Chu Jingchuan was alone? Squatting on a piece of snow?, lonely like a bird separated from its flock.

His eyes were empty, and he could only stare blankly into the distance.He doesn't know anything, doesn't have any memory, can't even remember who he is?

Later, he looked down and saw a trace of white clothes sweeping across the ground.

The man stood still in front of him and stretched his hand in.Chu Jingchuan stared blankly for a long time, and put his own small hand on that person's hand forever.

It was Yun Chensheng who brought him up to Qingfeng Mountain.

Thinking of this, Chu Jingchuan loosened the sword in his hand, and leaving the bloody skin, he turned his eyes to Yun Chensheng, and asked with a little sadness: "Why did you kill the uncle!"

Ever since he went up to Qingfeng Mountain, Yun Chen was born in seclusion, Feng Ruoyun has been teaching him all along.

The uncle led him to stand on the top of the cloud, looking at the mountains, rivers and great rivers in front of him, far away, and named him Jingchuan.

He vaguely remembered that his family was Chu, and from then on Chu Jingchuan was his name.

"Why did I kill him?" Yun Chensheng glanced at the blade, then turned to look at Chu Jingchuan, and said slowly, "Because your uncle wanted to kill you. If I hadn't killed him, he would be dying in the ice room now." It was you who became the mud."

Hearing this, Chu Jingchuan froze, and he looked at Yun Chensheng in disbelief.

After a long while, the sword in his hand was placed on Yun Chensheng's neck again, "You are lying. Why did Master Master kill me?"

"Because," Yun Chensheng said word by word, "You are Lord Helian."

"You are the only god conceived in heaven and earth."

"If you live in this world, where are we cultivators?"

"Oh, yes, you yourself? Forgot, you are Lord Helian."

Chu Jingchuan shook the sword in his hand a few times, and said in a daze, "I am... Lord Helian?"

Pei Ning, who was hung on the ice, suddenly said loudly: "Brother, don't listen to him, you run away."

However it was too late.

In Yun Chensheng's hand, the spiritual light swept away, Chu Jingchuan's arm went numb, and the sword vibrated crazily, and fell to the ground at once.

In terms of cultivation, there is no one in this world who can surpass Immortal Lord Yunying.

Chu Jingchuan was knocked out by the spiritual force for several meters. He was half lying on the ground, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was particularly conspicuous on his cold white skin.

Yun Chen gave a gloomy smile. He looked at Chu Jingchuan on the ground and said, "Originally, I wanted to keep you for two days. Since you came to see me today, let's go with them."

After finishing speaking, he waved his long sleeves, and the ice layer cracked suddenly, and the ice balls fell on the two of them.

……

Lu Xiuyuan half-lyed on the couch, feeling a sharp pain in his heart.

He sat up, frowned, and was about to go out.

1966 suddenly said: "Host? It's so late. Where are you going?"

Lu Xiuyuan suddenly stopped in front of the window, the surrounding was silent without any sound.

Yes, it was so late, he should have gone to bed long ago.

"It's nothing," Lu Xiuyuan said, "I'm just a little bit suffocated, let's go? Let's go?"

Only then did 1966 breathe a sigh of relief, and he said in a cheerful voice, "Do you need me to play a cheerful song for you?"

"No need." Lu Xiuyuan leaned his shoulders against the window, still not moving, "I want to be quiet."

1966 obediently shut up.

A round of full moon hangs high outside the window, and when it falls in the yard, it emits a piercing white light.

Lu Xiuyuan stared at the white space, stunned for a while, and said to himself: "No, I have to go and see."

As soon as he opened the door, 1966 suddenly said: "Host?, the mission of the host? System is here."

"Mission?" Lu Xiuyuan paused.

1966 said: "The task is as follows, please pay attention to check."

[In the middle of the night, cannon fodder brother Chu Jingchuan opened the secret room of the villain master. 】

[Please go to the secret room now to refresh the favorability of the villain master. 】

Before 1966 finished speaking, Lu Xiuyuan had already left the door quickly.

……

The moment the ice cube shattered? An ice door was exposed.

Yun Chensheng walked over, and with a flash of inspiration in his fingers, he pushed open the door.

Chu Jingchuan and Pei Ning looked in together.

It turned out that there was a secret room in the ice room. Chu Jingchuan put his hands on his chest and struggled to stand up.

When he saw the scene inside clearly, his expression suddenly changed.

I saw He Weihang's ghost head knife hanging on the wall of the secret room carved out of ice.

Next to the knife is a piece of human skin with a needle inserted into it.Chu Jingchuan walked a few steps, his hands trembling.

He knew the owner of that skin.

It was the mortician... Li Jingshu.

Chu Jingchuan's eyes turned red instantly. He bent down and picked up the sword on the ground, and walked towards Yun Chensheng step by step.

How is Yun Chensheng? He looked at him with a smile, like looking at a mischievous child.

"Chuan'er, why don't you have a good memory?" He said, "With your little cultivation, how could you beat me?"

"If you don't try, how will you know if it will work?" Chu Jingchuan concentrated all his spiritual energy on his sword. The blade swept across the ice, and Ling Ran's sword flower emerged. The tip of the sword pointed directly at Yun Chensheng. .

Yun Chensheng just glanced at it, only to see that the sword was broken by the force of his long sleeve.

Chu Jingchuan's back hit the ice wall? He let out a muffled sound and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Don't try too hard," a voice sounded next to his ear, the voice had no trace of emotion, "You can't beat him."

Chu Jingchuan glanced sideways. Yao Xun, who was dressed in blue, was sitting on the ground like he was meditating. Because of the cold, a thin layer of frost had formed on his eyebrows and lips.

Chu Jingchuan said with some difficulty: "Why are you here?"

Yao Xun opened his eyes, his eyelashes were dyed white, and he said coldly, "Why don't you thank you? Master."

Chu Jingchuan looked at Yun Chensheng: "What are you going to do?"

Yun Chensheng just smiled and said nothing.

Chu Jingchuan frowned, and suddenly remembered Lu Xiuyuan's words: the executioner's knife, hung on the wall; can see. [1]

Four vaginas.

"Who do you want to resurrect? Tu Ling?" After he asked this sentence, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

No, with Yun Chensheng's character, it is impossible to revive anyone with such a great effort.

Unless, he is for himself?

In this case, he knew that Lu Manman's identity was unknown and his behavior was weird, but he still took him into the mountain gate.

What does he want to use Lu Xiuyuan for?

Lu Xiuyuan only had half of his soul, he would never allow Yun Chensheng to hurt him any more.

Chu Jingchuan's eyes were dim, and the broken sword was not far away. He picked up the broken sword and said in a cold voice, "Let me teach you."

"Oh," Yun Chen snorted coldly, "I'm really stubborn."

Yao Xun sighed and closed his eyes.

Chu Jingchuan's white shirt was extremely dirty, and his hand was cut by a broken sword.

Yun Chensheng stepped on his chest? "Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Chu Jingchuan tilted his head. When he thought of calling this kind of person Master, his chest felt a little disgusted. He tilted his head and coughed violently a few times, and said coldly: "Either kill or get out."

Yun Chensheng's pupils became darker, his feet slowly exerted strength, and Chu Jingchuan's lips became pale.

At this time, there were suddenly a few paper cranes in the ice room.

The paper cranes shone with spiritual power, and the originally docile paper cranes suddenly became extremely ferocious. They flapped their wings and pecked at Yun Chensheng's body with their mouths.

Chu Jingchuan looked at the paper cranes, his eyes flashed.

Yun Chen laughed a little trick, stretched out his hand and crushed the paper crane into pieces, and scattered it into the wind.

Chu Jingchuan looked at the pieces,

He smiled mockingly at Chu Jingchuan: "You don't expect these things to save you, do you?"

As soon as the words were finished, suddenly, thousands? Tens of thousands of paper cranes flew over, densely surrounding the clouds and dust.

How many? They were still at Chu Jingchuan's wound, as if they were carefully bandaging his wound.

Suddenly, the long, thin hand gently supported Chu Jingchuan, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

When Chu Jingchuan raised his head, it was Lu Xiuyuan. The moment he saw the person coming, his black eyes were moist, and he shook his head aggrieved.

"How did you come?"

Lu Xiuyuan reached out to help him wipe off the blood at the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "If I don't come, are you going to make me a widower?"

Chu Jingchuan lowered his eyes, and after a while, he explained in a low voice: "I just wanted to see Pei Ning, but I didn't expect..."

This is already a rare softening.

Now that Lu Xiuyuan looked at the wounds all over his body, his heart softened. He still had the mood to reprimand him, so he just said softly: "I know, you can leave it alone and leave it to me."

Although there were many paper cranes, they didn't persist for long? Fragments of aura flashed in the ice room. Yun Chensheng looked at the man in red in the ice room with a flash of light in his eyes.

He said, "Tu Ling, are you planning to do right with me now?"

Lu Xiuyuan smiled and said, "How have I ever stood with you?"

Although he had a smile on his face, his eyes were particularly gloomy.

He took Chu Jingchuan's broken sword and said indifferently, "You used this sword to hurt him?"

Yun Chensheng squinted at him, "Tu Ling, do you know what happens when you betray me?"

"You? Do it yourself." Lu Xiuyuan didn't answer his words, but said dangerously, "Or should I help you?"

Yun Chensheng's face suddenly became gloomy.

He watched Lu Xiuyuan walk step by step, and suddenly smiled, he said, "You might as well turn your head and look behind you."

Lu Xiuyuan frowned, seeing that he suddenly had a bad feeling, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Chu Jingchuan behind him.

He saw a sudden change in half of his arm? The originally slender wrist became light and fluffy.

Lu Xiuyuan frowned, this kind of change? It's as if people become... made of paper.

His brother is made of paper?

He shouted out of fear, "Chu Jingchuan!"

The author has something to say: Brother is just weak now.

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