From an orphan girl to the head of the sword cultivator in the fairy world, Su Jianxing walked this road for three thousand years, and only three thousand years.

Sixteen enters the Tao, twenty builds the foundation, and thirty becomes a pill... A hundred years old becomes an immortal, a thousand years old becomes a golden immortal... Her qualifications are mediocre, and her speed along the way is really amazing.

Everyone says that she is a person who brings great fortune into one, and even she herself thinks so.

If there is a Tao, the disaster is coming, and only then will one have great luck and be born in the disaster.

Su Jianxing always thought that he was the one who responded to the disaster. Therefore, since the past three thousand years since she embarked on the Taoist path, she has always been guarding the Taoist heart, eliminating demons and defending the Tao, and taking it as her responsibility to protect the people of the world.

But in the end, she was also the thief who was locked in the Zhuxian Formation and was regarded as a thief who stole the fortune of the Son of God.

It turns out that she was the one who suffered the disaster that day?

She really looked down on her. She lowered her eyelashes and covered the sarcasm in her eyes.

Sword energy flew over, and Su Jianxing felt a chill on his forehead. Soon the blood that gathered up flowed down his eyebrow bones and slid down his eye sockets, and one bright blood flower after another bloomed on the ground.

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The blood flower was not pure blood red, but was shining with a fine golden light in the bright red.

This golden blood is also a proof of her sin.

There were countless immortals standing on the clouds outside the Zhuxian Formation. Among them, there were many familiar faces of Su Jianxing, but the faces with ordinary smiles were either solemn and silent, or frowning, and a little glaring.

, as if she was despised by her behavior.

Su Jianxing smiled softly.

The fairy in red who stood nearest outside the formation seemed to hear the laughter and immediately stepped forward and angrily shouted: "Guguang, don't you repent? Why don't you return the luck you took away, otherwise under the Zhuxian formation

All the souls disappear, and you will not even have them in the next life.”

Gu Guang? Su Jianxing was stunned for a moment before remembering that Gu Guang was her Taoist name.

Why is the Taoist roster that has been called by others for a moment unfamiliar? This question flashed through Su Jianxing's heart, and soon the pain caused by the weakening of the sword energy made her throw away

No more thoughts on these.

"Why? Why do you want me to pay it back?" Su Jianxing asked in a low voice, his voice a little broken, and the wind blew, but all the immortals were clever and clear-eyed, so how could they miss it?

Seeing this, the female fairy in red thought she had hope and said happily: "You swear to the sky and return your luck that is not yourselves to Brother Changye."

Long Ye? Son of God? Su Jianxing raised his eyes and passed the female fairy in red through a misty red color. Her eyes finally fell on the tall male fairy outside the formation who had never been mentioned from beginning to end.

The male immortal was wearing a white dress, with a jade crown tied with hair, revealing a jade face, and was handsome and handsome. His black eyes were as if nothing was in his eyes. He looked like a lofty god.

Is that the Son of God?

For some reason, a vague and quiet emerged from the deepest part of her memory.

The boy's appearance was so blurred that he couldn't recognize it clearly, but Su Jianxing could still vaguely remember the clear breath of cold mist and cedar on his body, and the warm sound like gurgling water.

"If I have the chance, I want to live well, go out and see the mountains, rivers, but I don't have time. But you are different. You still have a lot of time, so you must live well."

It was already late winter, and the branches in the courtyard were bare, and the sky was gray from the window. That day, it was just a year since the boy picked it up in a cold and snowy night.

That was the last time she and the boy talked. She knelt on the side of the boy's bed, worried that he would be better as soon as possible, and was afraid that he would die. The boy had been sick for a long time and could not eat anything for two or three days.

Ri suddenly felt strength, and sat half leaning on the pillow, looking at the sky outside the window while talking to her.

They all said that the boy was terminally ill, and every breath healed all over his bones and flesh, which must be extremely painful. Because his face became paler when he was sleeping, he often gritted his teeth in his dreams, and his forehead was covered with fine hair.

Sweat. But whenever he woke up, he laughed again, as if the pain was just a nightmare, and the dream would disappear when it woke up.

That day, the boy woke up from his sleep as usual. It was not much the same as any day before. His eyebrows and eyes were relaxed, and his whole body seemed to be bathed in the light, and his whole body was covered with a layer of gold edges.

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"I'm leaving, it's finally over." The boy said with a comfortable expression. His eyes looked at her were clear and clear, as if the sky was full of the sky, and the whole world was circulating, infinitely tolerant.

Her lips twitched, unable to say what she wanted to keep him, and she was silent for a while before saying, "Okay." She lowered her head, pursed her lips tightly and tried hard to hold back the tears in her eyes. Suddenly, a cold, not big

He placed his palm gently on top of her head.

She suddenly raised her head and bumped into the young man's clear gaze. Her reflection was clearly printed in her black eyes, as if it was full of the sky, circulating the entire world, infinitely tolerant.

The young man sighed and said, "Everyone said that I am the reincarnation of the Son of God, but unfortunately my destiny is too noble and I can't suppress my body. I have no spiritual roots and cannot cultivate immortals. This is why I have this disaster. Although I am in trouble in this life,

In this body, I still encountered many meaningful scenery, which is worth the trip.”

Her tears finally couldn't help but fall like a bead with a broken thread.

The boy stroked the corner of her eyes with cold fingertips and said softly: "Don't cry, I'm free, you should be happy for me."

"Okay," she choked, responding to his words: "You are free, I'm happy for you."

"A Ying." The boy lowered his hand gently and called her again.

"I am here."

"When I leave, you go and cultivate immortality. Tian Hengzi said you have spiritual roots."

She was a little embarrassed and bit her lip, still responding to him: "Okay, I'll go to practice immortality, but I'm not qualified, so I may have practiced a little slowly."

The boy laughed and his eyebrows stretched out: "It doesn't matter, slower, slower, if you practice immortality, you can go to more places to see. If possible, I would like to give you my luck that belongs to the Son of God.

, let you stand taller and see more scenery.”

"I will work hard." Tears blurred her eyes and could not see anything clearly.

"This world is so beautiful, let's see for me."

That was the last sentence the boy said. His softness drooped, his eyes still looked at the gray-white sky outside the window. In this way, his life was forever frozen at that moment.

So, she really went to practice immortality later, and maybe she really got the luck he gave her, and then she had a smooth journey and had a bright future.

Although that person was young and had only been with her for a short time, it made people feel that only such a person deserved the title of Son of God.

If there is a god in this world, he must be like him. He holds all things in his eyes and embraces all things. He will never be so noble and arrogant as if all sentient beings are not as good as the eyes.

The suppression of tens of thousands of sword energy made her know that she could not walk out of the Zhuxian Formation alive. The luck that the man gave her was to return to the original owner, but she was unwilling to be forced to give a cat and a dog that came from somewhere.

Fakes are fakes. No matter how bluffing it, as long as you see the real one, you will never take a look at the fake ones.

Su Jianxing couldn't hold on for too long, and her body was completely stained with blood. The red and black robe made her look particularly pale due to excessive blood loss and even more colorful.

Seeing this, the woman in red urged anxiously: "What are you delaying? Could it be that you would rather die than return your luck?"

"Of course I have to pay it back."

Su Jianxing forced himself to stand up, wiped a blood on his body with his hands and pointed, and sweared to the heavenly way: "Heaven and earth are proof, I would like to use this body and soul as a vow to take this body's luck--" She paused for a moment,

Looking at the female fairy in red who was waiting for the following text and the male fairy behind her who was patient but still eager to look at her eagerly, she curled her lips and smiled, and asked with a mood: "What's your name?"

"Long Night!" said the female fairy in red loudly.

"Oh." Su Jianxing nodded, lowered his eyes, and said gently: "I wish to transport this energy back to the person who gave it to me back then, and I wish him good health every year and everything I wish."

As he finished speaking, a golden light soared into the sky, breaking through the Zhuxian Formation, and rushing towards the lofty unknown sky.

Su Jianxing's oath at the cost of his soul was agreed upon by the way of heaven.

"How could it be! Impossible! Where is the lonely light? How could she be?"
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