Chapter 196: All men and women in the world are burnt (14)

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Zhao Yuzhi's heart sank sharply and listened to her laugh: "Brothers just let him play with his carving skills. In a few years' time, his cultivation will certainly be better than the brothers."
As soon as these words were spoken, those young men in Jinyi felt comfortable, but only Brother Xiao's eyes remained gloomy.
"Sister Wen Wen said yes, but since Senior Brother Zhao worshipped under the door of Yuxiao, we should be the reason for our brothers to educate him not to be ashamed of things. If there is something wrong with Wen sister, go first, we have something to say to Senior Brother Zhao,"
She didn't move for a moment, "Brother Xiao is too generous. There are so many disciples under the door, where can he manage it. He can't become a master, and it's not helpful to the teacher."
Zhao Yuzhi only felt suffocated for a while, almost breathless.
He couldn't make it.
She said this, but she was right. He is a disciple of San Linggen, and everyone is indifferent. He cannot compare with the talents like her.
Brother Xiao asked: "I heard that Sister Sister is next to him in a secular home, so why not look down on him so much?"
"The cultivator of immortality wants to cut off the edge of the dust. How can Brother Brother Xiao not understand such a truth. Since the edge of the dust is broken, how he and I are in the mundane world has nothing to do with it now."
"Still sister is detached." Brother Xiao smiled and glanced at the teenager's eyes with embarrassment, so he couldn't help pushing him, "Have I heard what sister Sister said, look at you like this, wouldn't it be Xiao Xiao thinking about her Right? "
He said nothing.
The girl looked funny, glancing at him with her jaw.
After she left, he finally withdrew his gaze and looked at the people who sneered at him one by one, suddenly said: "The road to the cultivation of immortals is difficult and dangerous, and my spiritual roots are not good. I may not be a big weapon, but it is like a flute. Brother like this, relying on the tendency of elders, only knowing the incompetent who bullied the disciples. Even if I only have the resources of Sanlinggen, I will be able to defeat you in the future! "
The young man in plain clothes roared his eyes and threw a loud voice, which shocked the young men of Jinyi for a moment, but for a moment, their anger was like a fire, and it burned up again, and more attacks and insults fell on him. !
He was not afraid.
It was commonplace to be beaten, and this time he was beaten so hard that after the person dispersed, he only felt blurred and dizzy in front of his eyes, and had to lean on the trunk to sit down.
Zhao Weizhi seemed to be floating in the air, looking at the scene underneath, looking at his swollen nose and face.
This incident was gradually forgotten by him in the days to come. Looking back now, it is no different from the scene in his memory. He didn't know what the challenge of asking the heart was, and what question he wanted to ask here was in his state of mind.
He only knew that from that moment on, his Dao heart was very firm. He practiced a sword and was determined to take it in. He did not hide or avoid. He never succumbed to being underestimated by others, even though he was bruised and bruised. . Even if he had a feeling of affection for the girl, it was just a nostalgia for the happy time of the two little Wu Gu. Since then, as she said, he cut off the leading edge and asked wholeheartedly.
He was firm in his heart, and he seemed to have no support, but just before the scene changed, he suddenly saw a picture that was not in his memory!
Not far from the branch he was leaning against, an old tree hurriedly revealed a skirt. It was the girl who did not know when she would return and hid behind the tree, watching him quietly.
Seeing that he coughed up a trace of blood, she took out a panacea from the storage space. After thinking about it, she put it back and replaced it with a spirit grass. Then she quietly applied a soil escape on the spirit grass. Surgery.
Ling Cao "chirped" into the ground with a bang, and then emerged in the grass in front of him on the left. However, the sitting teenager coughed his head down and did not notice.
She whispered quietly, and the grass suddenly moved to the right front, and moved closer.
The teenager still didn't notice it. She bit her lower lip. The way to remember it was longer. Because she was not skilled, she bumped the ground. After she finished, she took a breath.
It happened that he coughed a few times and pressed his hand against the grass to support his body. Suddenly, he only felt something in his palm scratching his palm. He barely removed his hand, but found that there was a bright green grass!
This herbal medicine just happened to cure his injury without leaving any scourge. Rao is a young man who has always grown up, and there is also a surprise color passing between his brows and eyes, and he ca n’t hold a smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he realized the truth from it, and there is a faint body The white light rose, and after the light dispersed, his condition was much fuller.
Not far away, the girl saw that he was blessed by misfortune.
The picture turned again, and it was the scene where the girl made a request to Qing Xuan Daojun.
"Brother Zhao has been taking good care of me before. Now that he is bullied, I can't just sit back and watch. Master, please help him. If you are willing to accept him as a registered disciple, those people will certainly not dare to underestimate him!"
Qingxuan's face was indifferent, and his emotions did not seem to have a slight ups and downs. He only said: "When you now indulge in the common world, when can you complete the task I gave you? You must remember that you are a child of destiny, except for things related to heaven, It ’s my difficulty, and you do n’t have to worry about it. "
The eagerness between the girl's eyebrows faded, and when she saw this, she had to say yes.
Zhao Weizhi looked at all this with a daze.
At that time, he was badly hurt, he didn't think too much, only because he was lucky, he just happened to find a spirit that could cure the wound, and he had a small advancement because of epiphany. At that time, he thanked Heaven for his inexhaustible way. Later, when he continued to move forward, he didn't know, would God pay attention to a small gas-cultivating monk?
In her mind she "looked down" at his conversation again, like a streamer, but he had a new understanding.
When she degraded him one sentence at a time, the anger in those people's eyes gradually weakened, and when she said this, she couldn't bear it. Of course, she can stand on his side and protect him from bullying in her special identity in the door, but once, twice, three times ... she cannot always stand by him at the right time, and he cannot be weak enough Rely on her to protect.
They are all children who came to the world of cultivating immortals from ordinary customs. They have no background and no backing. Even though she has a special status, she is only a special person. It has nothing to do with them. She struggles in a strange world, and may not be in a better situation than them. So She can only use this "single and forever" approach with stern heart.
At the moment when his heart became clear, the scene was changed again. This time he only felt violent turbulence around him. He did not notice that Jin Dan in the Dan Tian in his body was floating and rotating quickly to deal with the sudden "accident". .
When he calmed down and opened his eyes again, he suddenly realized that the person standing on the opposite side was himself!
He stood opposite, who is he?
At this moment, he only listened to the voice of the woman in his own mouth, "Sister Ding is afraid to be very proud right now, I lost the game, but she won the chance to enter the final. In your eyes, I am afraid it is already Became a joke. "
Zhao Weizhi noticed the scene in front of him, the cliff-side pontoon, and the wind hunted through. The opposite was wearing the costumes of the elite disciples of the martial arts, standing like a cypress, holding a sword in his hand, and was listening to the woman casually.
He vaguely remembered this scene, that was before the Jingxianhui finals, Ding Shimei broke into the final, and Sister Wen unexpectedly dropped the list, which was beyond everyone's expectations. He inadvertently met Sister Wen, and on the edge of the cliff was a biting mountain breeze, looking into the distance. At that time, their relationship had long been estranged, and they did not greet each other, but this time, he was stopped by her.
Right now, he is like a possessor, just on her body, but he can't control this body, he can only speak passively.
Only listen to the opposite \\\ "Zhao Weizhi \\" said indifferently: "Sister Sister thinks too much, no one would think so."
"Really, I heard a lot of people disappointed and said that" the Son of Destiny "is no more than that."
"... Sister Sister, if there is nothing else, I have to take a step first." He said, "Sister Ding was injured in the last match, and Uncle Sister asked me to take the medicine to her."
"Brother Zhao, do you know the demons?"
The word was like a forbidden word. From the moment she appeared in her mouth, Zhao Yuzhi only felt that there were a lot of strange emotions in her heart, irritable, repressed, crazy, and collapsed. respite.
This is not his emotion, this is ... Owned by Wen Ying.
But "Zhao Weizhi" standing in front of her didn't know, he just frowned: \\\ "Why should Sister ask this question?"
"I think that my heart is about to breed a demon."
"It's just a failure. What's the deal for Sister?" "Zhao Weizhi" was surprised, but also somewhat ironic, like laughing at her as she was sick and yelling, "Sister Sister is the son of destiny, even if she fails Once, in the future, there will be a better chance to appear in front of you. This time, perhaps it is the experience given to you by Heavenly Dad. Why should Sister Sister be concerned? \\\ "
At the moment when the other party finished speaking, Zhao Yuzhi only felt his head
buzz
, if he was hit by a heavy hammer, his heart was filled with voices that did not belong to him.
It turned out that she wasn't the son of destiny, Ding Jieyi was, so even if Ding Jieyi had only Wulinggen's qualifications, she could reach the finals in one fell swoop, maybe she might win the top spot!
What about her?
She has been practicing hard for many years, even though there are countless resources, and she has never practiced under a sunset, all she can do is to shoulder the responsibilities given to her by the martial arts. The resources are completely defeated. Heaven is high above, as if reading her jokes. If you are an impostor, what if you are a genius? Sooner or later, I will succumb to the halo of the Son of Destiny!
The inner madness turned into a whirl of black gas.
Zhao Weizhi clearly perceived this status quo, but found that it could not be stopped. Not only could he not be stopped, he was also affected!
He could only listen to the self-righteous teenager in his memory, doing the justice he wanted.
"Zhao Weizhi" said: "I have something to tell Sister Wen."
No, don't say it.
He sensed the incompleteness of her heart, and her ten years of perseverance were broken, no one could easily bear it. He was just possessed, but only a little realization of her state of mind, he was already feeling crazy.
It is like pressing a heavy object on a person. Although painful and bitter, it can still suffer, but when it is removed, the internal organs cannot withstand the sudden pressure change and will quickly break and die.
She is now suffocating by this sudden change of pressure.
"Sister Ding, she is struggling with the spirit of abandonment, it is not easy, I know Sister Wen you have targeted her, I don't know the reason, but--"
do not talk……
"Sister, please raise your hand high and let her go. \\\"
enough……
She nodded her eyes blankly, as if to answer, he was too lazy to share with her again, said goodbye to leave, but suddenly heard her shouting: "Little brother ..."
"Zhao Weizhi" stunned and glanced at her, "What did Sister Wen call me?"
"It's nothing." She lowered her head. "You go to Sister Ding."
I am so painful, little brother, why can't you see, have you forgotten Xiaoying?
Little brother, I am not the son of destiny, I am not, I just stole the mortal fairy fairy, now I want to hand over the clothes, would you still care for me?
The moment he turned around, she thought, nothing was hers.
Even the only one who doesn't care who she is is not hers. This may be the destiny that Tiandao arranged for her, so that she got everything of the Son of Destiny, and when she was complacent, she completely drove away the dove that occupied the magpie ’s nest, even if there were people and things that originally belonged to her. Without this heavy identity, the people and things that might be left behind were also given to each other.
Is the Son of Destiny so important?
When Zhao Weizhi heard the question in her heart, she suddenly struggled violently. He wanted to tell her that the Son of Destiny was not so important, whether she had anything to do with it or not. But it didn't work. His words didn't reach her.
He suddenly thought angrily, what is this destiny son!
How could it not make her like this again?
But he could do nothing. He could neither listen to her, appease her uneasiness, nor accuse Tiandao. He knew it was a memory, and the memory could not be changed.
The following things passed by one after another like a lot of paintings, he was attached to her body, watching her indulge Moxiu to hide the devil qi in the other party, and Moxiu realized what she had done, and she was not in her eyes. kindness. She asked Uncle Shi to remind Famen Temple to preside over martial law, but at the same time, she watched Ding Jieyi walk into the final venue without knowing it.
He could feel her struggling violently in her heart. She seemed to be separated by two people. One still remembered guarding the martial arts, bearing the responsibility, and the other was jealous and crazy about what the Son of Destiny obtained!
He heard her crying inside, and his little Aying seemed to shrink in the corner of the heart, watching the two "she" use her body as the battlefield, fiercely fighting, fighting for sovereignty, and manipulating the body.
One is her nurtured by martial arts, and the other is her driven by madness.
The young and weak she can only be destroyed.
His eyes were crimson, and the dark space was trembling. If big rocks fell one after another, he was about to hit her, and he threw himself!
Jin Dan in the Dan Tian in the body turned to the extreme, and suddenly, a gap was cracked!
At this moment, a hoarse and soft voice came from my ear: "Don't move!"
He broke free from the darkness, and there was a sharp pain in Dantian, but there was a spiritual force flowing into the water, moistening it, so that Jindan would not break, he slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on the veil. Female demon repairs face.
"You are in distress, although you have become Jindan, but ..."
Halfway through her words, she felt that her blood and blood were tumbling for a while, and she could only press down.
However, at this moment, she didn't know what she saw, and she suddenly froze.
Somehow, Zhao Weizhi seemed to be able to feel her emotions, only to feel that there was a gentle, trusting feeling that did not belong to him.
"You, how are you here." She looked at the figure that suddenly appeared in the flames.
"The consciousness is intertwined. If you don't separate in time, you may be in danger." The eyes of Yuanyuan are gentle and clear, and the waves of fire seem to have been influenced by him. They have retreated, "I haven't seen you in a few days, why are you in a state of embarrassment."
The author has something to say: Zhao Weizhi: In an attempt to maintain the order of her inner world, she was smashed to death.
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