Crazy involution in male-oriented novels, my senior brother has set his sights on me

Tears flowed from his eyes. Mingyuan couldn't remember how long it had been since he last cried, but he still remembered how he looked when he first met Ada.

"Why are you so stupid?"

"You don't have a name? Since you are the first subordinate to follow me, how about calling me Ah Da?"

"You don't even know what a subordinate is? A subordinate means you must always obey my orders!

You have to do whatever I tell you to do. Another thing is, if you are in danger of your life, you must protect me first. But the most important thing is that I will never abandon my subordinates! "

The dirty, stupid boy at that time nodded heavily to the boy in front of him who looked about the same age as him and was full of vigor and vitality.

After thinking for a while, the silly boy tilted his head and asked, "If you die, who should I listen to?"

The young man slapped the stupid boy hard on the back of his head, "You are stupid! How could I die before you?"

The stupid boy rubbed the back of his head that had just been hit by the boy, and responded with a half-comprehending sound: "Oh!"

Big tears could no longer be controlled and flowed out of my eyes.

Ah Da, who was being hugged, wanted to wipe away his tears, but he found that as a physical cultivator, he didn't even have the strength to do so.

“Palace…Palace Master, don’t cry. Didn’t you…didn’t you say that if you…if you encounter danger, as your subordinate, I must protect you…in front of you? I…I listened to you carefully…”

Ah Da slowly closed his eyes, and the hand that wanted to be raised to wipe away the tears of the Palace Master was ultimately unable to be raised...

"Ada? Ada! Ah!"

Tears had blurred Mingyuan's eyes, making it impossible for him to see Ada's face.

But this did not prevent him from feeling that Ah Da had really left him completely...

At this moment, Lin Hao had gathered his strength again and stabbed the sword towards the abyss again.

"Stop! Lin Hao, please, stop!" Mei Shu in the distance kept pushing away the crowd and shouting, but still could not stop the long sword from piercing Ming Yuan's chest.

Mei Shu collapsed to the ground, her entire face covered with tears.

At this moment, a disciple from the cultivation world discovered Mei Shu who was in a vulnerable state.

The disciple raised the sword in his hand and slashed at Mei Shu.

At this moment, Mu Jin arrived in time, blocked the attack, and at the same time killed the disciple in front of him with a sword.

Mu Jin hid her injured arm which had just been used to block the attack for Mei Shu.

He helped Mei Shu up and walked towards Mingyuan.

Ming Yuan spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at the long sword burning with purple flames that pierced through his body, and then turned his gaze to Ah Da who had completely closed his eyes.

It turns out that Ah Da was in so much pain before he died.

Blood kept spitting out of Mingyuan's mouth. "Fool, if you feel so uncomfortable, don't... don't say so much. Remember next time, if it hurts... if it hurts, you must say it out loud..."

Mingyuan's body fell down little by little and fell on Ada.

"No! Palace Master! A Da!" Mei Shu, who rushed over, kept shaking the two people who fell down.

But he did not wait for Mingyuan's angry curse, nor did he see Ada's clear eyes.

Mu Jin hid her left hand, which was still dripping with blood, behind her back, and her cold eyes were now filled with sadness.

Elder Yuan, who was thrown out by Mingyuan not far away, also came back to his senses from his shock.

He lowered his brows to hide the sadness in his eyes. He never imagined that the battle, which was originally a sure win, would be completely turned around because of unexpected people.

He looked at those monks whose morale was soaring as if they had been injected with chicken blood because Mingyuan was killed.

Looking at the demon clan, the situation is just the opposite. Because of the death of the Dark Demon Palace Master, the morale of the demon clan has reached an unprecedented low.

Even though the number of people in the cultivation world is not as large as that in the demon world, the situation has instantly turned around because of Mingyuan's death.

Elder Yuan did not grieve for too long and began to command the demon soldiers to attack.

After Mingyuan fell, Lin Hao put away his sword, and couldn't help but stagger, a trace of blood slid from the corner of Lin Hao's mouth.

At this time, the familiar breath of ice and snow supported Lin Hao, who was about to shake.

Lin Hao turned around and saw Lin Jinxing, whom he hadn't seen for more than two months.

"Senior brother."

Lin Jinxing couldn't help but frowning when he saw the weak Lin Hao. He sighed lightly but didn't say anything in the end.

Lin Jinxing took out a healing pill from his storage ring and fed it into Lin Hao's mouth.

Then he took Lin Hao away and found a relatively quiet place for his junior brother to recuperate.

Xiaotian, who had just been upset because Lin Hao frequently used Chaos Fire, didn't say a word.

Xiaotian had already expected Lin Hao's situation, and even in the current situation, Xiaotian wanted to celebrate!

What's a little bit of physical weakness?

It is a blessing that the spiritual root did not split again!

Xiaotian lay flat in his sea of ​​consciousness, looking at the sky covered with dark clouds with a frown on his face.

"It seems that guy has sensed the threat. However, this Lin Hao is really beyond my expectations. I really made the right choice this time!"

Lin Hao simply adjusted his breathing and continued to join the battle.

Lin Jinxing did not leave, but stayed by Lin Hao's side worriedly. After seeing that Lin Hao was indeed fine, he focused more on killing the demons.

At this moment, a puppet quietly appeared behind Lin Hao. Lin Hao sensed something was wrong, turned around and cut the puppet in half with a sword.

The blood puppet came out at this time, leaning on a bone staff. He always took good care of puppets, but this time he didn't even look at the puppet that had fallen apart on the ground.

Those cloudy eyes were filled with murderous intent at this moment, "Today I will use your bones to sacrifice to the Palace Master and Ah Da!"

Several puppets behind him pounced towards Lin Hao, and the blood lines that controlled the puppets looked particularly bright today.

Even facing so many puppets in front of him, Lin Hao remained calm.

He did not use Chaos Fire again, and Lin Hao knew that his current condition was not suitable for continuing to use it.

In addition, although there are a large number of puppets rushing towards him, Lin Hao feels that he can handle it.

The Hongmeng Lihuo Sword in his hand formed a beautiful sword flower, and sparks surrounded Lin Hao.

Lin Hao rushed into the puppet like lightning, lifting, hanging, sweeping, slicing, chopping and stabbing with a sharp sword.

In just a short while, most of the puppets had fallen down, and the blood puppet's face became paler and paler as the puppets fell.

He cut his finger again, but only a small amount of blood flowed out, and not even a blood line could be connected.

The blood puppet gritted his teeth and cut his palm. A trickle of blood flowed out and turned into a blood line. The puppets were resurrected one by one.

Blood Puppet looked at the dozen or so puppets. He thought of the palace master's previous tragic death, and the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

This is not enough! I need more blood!