Douluo: Load the past life simulator at the beginning

Chapter 6 Entering the Living Space for the Second Time

Quanzhen Sect, the cliff behind the mountain.

It's a familiar recipe, and it's a familiar taste.

Song was relegated and surrounded by a group of Taoist priests from the Quanzhen Sect. He had no choice but to go to the cliff.

Directly in front is Zhao Zhijing, the strongest disciple of the third generation. He will definitely not be able to survive one round.

On the left is Yin Zhiping. This guy is also very strong. In the last round, he was knocked off the cliff.

Therefore, Song Ban's breakthrough this time was on the right side.

There are mostly third-generation disciples on this side, but there are no particularly powerful ones.

"Song Ban, let's capture him without mercy. You can't run away today."

A third-generation disciple scolded him.

He was filled with anger towards this guy who had betrayed his ancestors and colluded with the Mongols.

But his reason told him that even if Song was relegated to apostasy, he should be handed over to the master to deal with it.

"Song Ban, you beast has betrayed the Quanzhen Sect. Are you worthy of the leader? I will clean up the door today in front of everyone in the Quanzhen Sect."

Yin Zhiping, who spoke righteously, immediately picked up the Quanzhen sword and charged towards Song Ban.

He would never give Song Ban a chance to live and reveal his secret.

"rub!"

Yin Zhiping unsheathed his long sword and attacked Song Ban with a Dingyang Needle move.

Compared with these talented disciples who have been practicing in the Quanzhen Sect since childhood, Song Ban's meager cultivation in those few days seems to be insignificant.

"Fight."

Song Ban summoned the martial spirit Nine-leaf Sword Grass with his right hand.

It was a piece of grass that looked like a branch. Around the grass, there were nine leaves that were as sharp as swords.

Facing Yin Zhiping's pursuit, he could only choose to avoid the edge temporarily and not confront him head-on.

The last confrontation showed that he was no match for those talented disciples.

Therefore, Song Ban directly picked up the Nine-leaf Sword Grass and rushed towards the ordinary disciple on the right.

He injected the few Quanzhen Qi in his body into the Nine-leaf Sword Grass.

Suddenly, a faint white light emitted from the Nine-leaf Sword Grass, just like the starlight at night.

As the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass was swung in his hand, the sword in his hand broke in response to the Quanzhen disciple who was directly attacking him.

"Whoo~"

Fortunately, I learned from Bibi Dong that his Nine-leaf Sword Grass can cut iron as well as clay.

Otherwise, Song Ban, who has devoted himself to cultivating the Quanzhen Mind Technique these days, really doesn't know that this thing can be used as a sharp weapon even without a soul ring attached.

"Hey!"

A crisp sound suddenly sounded in the air.

The bright red blood splashed on his face, making Song Ban stunned.

The hot temperature was like lava, burning his whole body.

"Beast, how dare you use evil objects to kill Junior Brother Yang."

Zhao Zhijing was furious.

Originally, he was thinking that a mere Song Dynasty would banish him, but after practicing for a year or two, he was not afraid at all.

Even Yin Zhiping took action. If that guy can last for two rounds, he is considered very good.

"I really didn't mean it, I just wanted to live."

Song Ban suddenly felt uneasy.

As a young man in the 21st century, living in a peaceful era, never have I ever seen such a bloody scene at close range.

Moreover, the man's blood was all splashed on his face, like a red-hot iron, making him tremble all over.

"Beast, you betrayed the Quanzhen Religion and still want to live?"

The more Zhao Zhijing talked, the angrier he became. He immediately picked up the long sword in his hand and killed Song Ban.

"Let's go together to avenge Junior Brother Yang."

In an instant, all the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect drew their swords and killed him.

Because of the death of Quanzhen disciples, the conflict completely intensified.

Song Ban never expected that things would develop like this, which was beyond his original expectations.

He originally just wanted to break out from the right side and then delay time to gain more points.

He never thought about killing someone, but he took a sinful step in the living space.

Facing the swarming Quanzhen disciples, Song Ban had no choice but to turn around and jump.

He jumped directly from the Quanzhen Sect cliff.

Rather than being hacked to death by random swords, it would be better to jump up and choose the most familiar way to die.

"Search, if you want to see the person alive, you want to see the body if you die."

When Zhao Zhijing saw Song Ban jumping off a cliff, he felt angry but had nowhere to vent his anger.

We can only let all Quanzhen Sect disciples go down the mountain to search for Song Ban, and we must not let this beast leave Zhongnan Mountain.

......

Douluo Continent, Song Village, in a small broken house.

Song Ban writhed up with a thud, and his whole body was instantly soaked.

He was breathing heavily, as if something was blocking his throat, making him particularly uncomfortable.

"Little guy, what's wrong with you?"

Bibi Dong asked very worriedly when he saw Song Ban making such a big fuss.

She grabbed Song Ban's shoulders with both hands and looked at Song Ban who seemed to be fished out of the water, feeling worried all over.

"I kill someone, I just killed someone."

Song Ban's spirit was like a tight string.

Perhaps, for people from another world, killing someone is just normal.

But for Song Ban, who grew up under the red flag, killing someone was an extremely negative thing.

In that peaceful era, there was no need for him to lift the butcher knife to protect himself, because there were countless warriors silently guarding them.

"Little guy, you were having a nightmare just now. It's not true."

Bibi Dong pressed Song Ban's shoulders with both hands.

Staring at him firmly with those sincere and beautiful eyes.

Just now she saw Song Ban sleeping on the ground, so she put him on the bed for fear that he would catch a cold.

She actually didn't know what kind of situation Song Ban was in due to the white light emitting from his body.

But what she can be sure of is that that situation is absolutely dangerous, and it is only against Song Ban.

"Nightmare?"

Song Ban murmured softly.

Yes, he entered the living space, just like killing NPCs and other players in the game.

However, this game is too realistic and full of details.

That's why he had that immersive and intuitive feeling.

"Be good, sister, give me a hug."

As she spoke, Bibi Dong held Song Ban in her arms distressedly.

Perhaps, the Song Ban she sees now is really just Song Ban, and not the cold and god-like Ban Xian.

Song Ban felt as if his whole body was being held in a warm embrace, and the faint scent of lavender penetrated his nose.

Unlike when they were standing last time, when they were sitting, the height difference between their upper bodies was not too big.

Song Ban was held in Bibi Dong's arms, with her face resting on his collarbone.

"Sister Dong'er, we are neither relatives nor friends, why are you so nice to me?"

Song Ban didn't know what to say for a while.

It had been a long, long time since he had felt such warmth.

In his previous life, he had been under the care of others and had never felt the care of his family at all.

Fortunately, there is a warm country that kept his childhood from being filled with darkness.

"Because you are my child foster husband, and my sister will ask you to marry me in the future!"

Although Bibi Dong was teasing Song Ban, she also added something in her heart.

Because it was when my sister was at her darkest.

It's you who warm me.

(End of this chapter)