The sorrow and joy of the world

"Jin Wuxun!" Bai Dian walked all the way to the border desert, and finally saw a place where heavy troops were stationed. Jin Wuxun and the others were trapped in the heavy siege of evil spirits. Bai Dian managed to sneak in and find this place, but was killed Two soldiers stationed outside the camp were stopped.

"What are you doing?!"

All of them are vicious, so fierce!

Bai Dian shouted at the top of his voice, "I'm here to find your general! Jin Wuxun!"

"Call again! Shout again and I'll drag you down and cut you off!"

"Why are you so fierce! I am the third young master of the Bai family in Yaobi Mountain! Who dares to stop me!"

"I don't care who you are! Here, you are either friends or enemies!"

Bai Dian pretended to force his way in. After a stalemate between the two sides, Jin Wuxun was finally alarmed: "What's wrong?"

"Jin Wuxun!" Bai Dian shouted again excitedly.

"A little bit?" Jin Wuxun took two steps forward, then coughed lightly twice: "You two, let him in."

Bai Dian followed Jin Wuxun into the camp.

Jin Wuxun quickly turned cold: "Why are you here? Go back!"

"I don't! I want to make pancakes for you!"

"You..." Under the temptation of delicious food, Jin Wuxun wavered without hesitation.

"It's not like you can't beat them. You're so hungry, right? You must not be full or eat well on the battlefield. As their leader, you must still think about your subordinates, and you must eat even worse... "

Before Bai Dian finished speaking, Jin Wuxun embraced him tightly.

When I didn't see him, I didn't feel anything. It turned out that I already missed him so much, not only for the cakes he made, but also for this soft and waxy person.

"When I finish eating the cake you made, the two of us will fight out together!"

"it is good!"

Bai Dian immediately borrowed the kitchen and started making pancakes.

Jin Wuxun watched from the side, as if he was still as comfortable and beautiful as before.

But at this time, there was a conversation outside the tent.

"Hey, have you heard? The famous Mr. Kongyin actually colluded with the Holy Cult and hid Wen Chongyue's son from the Ji Pavilion."

"No way... This Mr. Kong Yin has always been a chivalrous man, never greedy for fame and fortune, how could he be like this..."

Jin Wuxun lifted the curtain: "Do you have the right to gossip about things in the Jianghu? If you have time to ponder these, why not imagine how to kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds!"

The two stood up tremblingly, not daring to let out a breath: "Yes, Young Palace Master."

Jin Wuxun opened the curtain again and walked in, his expression was not very good.

"What they said couldn't be true, could it?"

"Whether it is true or not, we must stand on the side of the little master. I believe that he must have his reasons for doing so." Jin Wuxun still made a judgment immediately without any hesitation.

Bai Dian nodded: "Wait a minute, it will be fine soon."

"Are you going to leave this time?"

Bai Dian turned around and looked at him with a smile on his face: "Then do you want me to stay?"

"think."

Never cover up, act decisively, really have no interest at all.

Bai Dian puffed up his cheeks: "Okay, then I'll stay here reluctantly."

Jin Wuxun smiled, leaned over to sniff him, and then Shi Shiran left: "I'll go and make a battle plan."

"……Oh."

After a while, half of Yunxia's face turned red with embarrassment.

Lin Kongzhi hurried to Shengjiao with Wen Yi on his back, and when he saw Luo Qiufeng, he gave an order: "I want you to take out that stone now, immediately, immediately."

Since that attack, Wen Yi's body and mind have been severely damaged, and he has been in a coma until now. Lin Kongzhi's heart was already on fire, and his anxiety and impatience made him very irritable.

Lin Kongzhi was followed by Ying Moli. If he wanted to say where Xu Yifeng had gone, as soon as his father heard the news, he took Xu Yifeng back from Lin Kongzhi's hands without stopping.

Xu Yifeng still lost his temper, but it was futile to lose his temper, because Lin Kongzhi also acquiesced to Master Xu's doing so.

Zhuang Zhu looked at him with obvious distrust.

Full of suspicion, full of fear.

Luo Qiufeng calmly took a handkerchief and wiped his hands: "Don't worry, I'm preparing, but you have to be prepared to fail, if you fail..."

"What do you want?" Lin Kongzhi's tone suddenly turned cold.

Luo Qiufeng also returned quickly: "I want to sacrifice his life."

Lin Kongzhi replied faster: "Don't even think about it."

Luo Qiufeng chuckled: "It's up to you. Sooner or later, Shang Wanchu will use various means to increase his strength and kill all of you. I must increase my strength to kill him before he does. Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous."

Lin Kongzhi slowly put Wen Yi on the bed: "From the beginning to the end, it's all about the grievances between the two of you, and has nothing to do with me."

Luo Qiufeng didn't want to argue with him either: "These are things for later, let's see if the stone can be taken out first."

Lin Kongzhi ignored him, but sat next to Wen Yi and wiped the cold sweat oozing from his forehead for him.

Luo Qiufeng noticed Ying Moli who had been standing aside all the time: "This is..."

"My lord, Ying Moli, is Mr. Kong Yin's disciple."

Luo Qiufeng: "Oh~ I heard something about it, young talent."

"The leader is too much." Ying Moli felt a little nervous as this was the first time he had seen the notorious leader of the Holy Cult.

After all, the lazy and strong aura emanating from this person is not quite the same as that of Lin Kongzhi. Lin Kongzhi tends to be friendly and gentle, while Luo Qiufeng's tends to be cruel and oppressive.

"Don't be afraid, since you are Mr. Kong Yin's disciple, I will definitely not treat you badly, let's go, I will take you to rest."

Lin Kongzhi tilted his head: "You'd better not get his attention."

Luo Qiufeng ignored him, and thought to himself, this is beyond your control, such a genius, his holy religion with mixed fish and dragons is lacking.

Luo Qiufeng brought him into a guest room: "You can rest here."

Ying Moli made the etiquette thoughtful: "Thank you."

"Not busy, come and sit first."

Ying Moli sat opposite Luo Qiufeng in a daze, feeling a little cramped.

"I don't know if there is any clue about the massacre in Hanyu Village?"

Ying Moli didn't know why he would ask this, but he still said truthfully: "Not yet..."

Luo Qiufeng interrupted him indifferently: "Your little master couldn't bear to tell you that the person who killed your family was your Congji Pavilion master, Shang Wanchu."

"What did you say?!" Ying Moli's hand holding the teacup trembled, and his mind went blank uncontrollably.

"Do not believe?"

"No..." Ying Moli smiled awkwardly, "How is this possible?"

How could Sword Immortal Futu, the leader of the decent people, do such a heartless thing?

Luo Qiufeng didn't expect Ying Moli to accept this fact so quickly, but changed the subject: "Shall I tell you a story?"

"I……"

Luo Qiufeng didn't care whether he agreed or not, so he said on his own: "Actually, Shengjiao was established decades earlier than Congji Pavilion. At that time, I was only the youngest son of the leader of Shengjiao. Powerless."

"I was ten years old that year, and I was playing around. I happened to see a boy who was kicked out. I thought the boy was pitiful, so I took him with me. I asked him about his life experience, but he refused to say anything. It's strange, people around me don't agree with me taking him in, but I insist on keeping him."

"Later, I brought him back to the Holy Church and treated him as my personal attendant. He seldom spoke, and what he did more was to listen. Whenever I had something unhappy, I would tell him. If I was happy, I would tell him. He said that later on he gradually became cheerful, but I always feel that some places have gradually deteriorated."

"We ate and slept together, practiced and read books together. When he was 12 years old, his skills improved by leaps and bounds, even surpassing me. Until he was 17 years old, he successfully stepped into the realm of transformation. No one in the entire holy religion could be his enemy. I don't know what happened to him, he killed my whole family and helped me get into position."

"At that time, I was very confused, wondering why he would do this, and this person, my closest person, half knelt on the ground after killing my whole family and asked me if I liked him..."

Ying Moli suddenly looked at Luo Qiufeng, the little bit of faith in his heart was collapsing bit by bit...

"Guess how I answered?" Luo Qiufeng sighed, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "How could I like him, there is nothing more heartbreaking than betrayal."

Ying Moli stood up suddenly, and he began to retreat slowly as Luo Qiufeng approached step by step: "Afterwards he left, created the Congji Pavilion, recruited a lot of talents, and started to oppose me, how powerful he is! , What he is most powerful at is disguising, what is even more powerful is brainwashing people, making you all think he is right! I am wrong! Why?!"

The sudden raised voice startled Ying Moli.

"I know you don't think so, right? After all, that guy Lin Kongzhi taught the child, he must be smarter." Luo Qiufeng's voice softened again, and he sat back in his original position, continuing to drink tea, "Tell me, how do you feel after hearing my story?"

The corner of Ying Moli's mouth twitched, the leader of the Holy Cult may have gone crazy...

"Pavilion master...he may have a difficult reason..."

"Sorry?" Luo Qiufeng laughed loudly, "It's a good one who has a real problem, and you all defend him like this! Don't tell me you won't take revenge on your grandma?!"

"grandmother……"

The image of grandma lying in a pool of blood flashed crazily in my mind, the dazzling scarlet, the suffocating death...

"Your grandma died at the hands of that person, and you just let him go?" Luo Qiufeng's fingertips were filled with scarlet light, "Join my teaching, I will give you great strength, and I will help you avenge."

"grandmother……"

"younger sister……"

Ying Moli's pupils became more and more dilated, and the great sadness and pain were about to overwhelm him...

Surrounded by impotent water, he sank little by little like that without any struggle.

"I want revenge..."

Luo Qiufeng moved his fingertips, and a scarlet stream of light suddenly entered between Ying Moli's eyebrows: "I want to see who will win in the end."

"I want revenge..."

Ying Moli only felt that the internal force of his whole body was being pulled away little by little, and then being poured into other forces, which slowly merged into his limbs and bones.

He wanted to break through this invisible cage, but he was willing.

In this world, what is right?So what if it's evil?He was alone, so what's the point?

In the early morning of the next day, Luo Qiufeng took another bowl of medicine for Wen Yi, and then held the Helong Seal that had been repaired as before and asked, "Has the Nether Blood Stone in his body been completely unsealed?"

"No, it's still missing the last critical point."

"The failure rate may be very high, are you sure you want to do it today?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Lin Kongzhi glared at him.

"I've only studied it, and it's the first time I've cast a spell, so you're not worried?" Luo Qiufeng said, already imprisoning Helongxi in mid-air, and began to draw a seal.

"The dignified leader of the holy religion, if you can't do this little thing well, you should abdicate as well."

"It's no small matter."

Luo Qiufeng composed and drew the formation calmly throughout the whole process. Halfway through the formation, Wen Yi had already started to react, and Luo Qiufeng inevitably accelerated the speed of the formation.

Lin Kongzhi held down Wen Yi's restless body.

However, Luo Qiufeng's hand in drawing the formation hesitated: "Are you sure the Nether Bloodstone is in his body?"

"What do you mean?"

"I can't feel the location of the Nether Bloodstone."

"Impossible. When I touched it before, it was on his back..." Lin Kongzhi said, and he put his hand behind Wen Yi. Luo Qiufeng was right, the stone was gone...

"How could..."

Wen Yi woke up with a roar, his eyes were scarlet and glaring, Luo Qiufeng had to speed up the speed of drawing the formation: "Forget it for now, let's see if we can take it out first!"

As the integrity of the formation became higher and higher, Wen Yi's madness became more and more frightening. Lin Kongzhi pressed him tightly, but with little effect. As the separation effect of Helongxi became more and more obvious, Wen Yi's whole body The upper and lower sides began to glow red, as if they were about to tear themselves apart.

What binds Wen Yi is the black rope around Lin Kongzhi's waist, but now this black rope is also beginning to crumble.

At the moment when Luo Qiufeng finished drawing the array, Wen Yi suddenly ran away, broke the black rope, jumped in front of Luo Qiufeng with a diving leap, and smashed the Helong Seal into pieces with his palm. He strangled Luo Qiufeng's throat tightly.

Lin Kongzhi was caught off guard by the wind of his palm, and took several steps back to stabilize his figure.

Luo Qiufeng tightly twisted Wen Yi's wrist: "Crazy!"

Lin Kongzhi hurriedly hugged Wen Yi from behind: "Let go."

Wen Yi, who was originally crazy, actually calmed down at this moment. He let go of his hand obediently, then turned around and hugged Lin Kongzhi into his arms: "What are you going to do?"

"Help you take out the Nether Bloodstone..."

"You are trying to kill me..."

"how come……"

"That thing is about to tear me apart..." Wen Yi's tone could not help but be filled with complaints.

Lin Kongzhi looked at Luo Qiufeng, obviously wanting an explanation.

"Oh, it's rare." Luo Qiufeng brushed off his sleeves.

"What do you mean? What's going on?" Lin Kongzhi pulled away from Wen Yi's arms. Wen Yi stood obediently behind Lin Kongzhi. You beat up the lunatic, but he just stood behind Lin Kongzhi obediently, so obedient it made people feel awkward.

"Can't take it anymore."

"what why?"

"The stone and he have become one."

"What did you say……"

Lin Kongzhi's fingertips couldn't help feeling a little cold, this...

"Recall it again and see if I'm right."

When his thoughts were drawn to the very beginning, Wen Yi was able to see things directly through obstacles, especially in the dark.

And what Wen Yi said after escaping from the Dream Weaver Ghost...

I seem to have been forgotten by people for many years. In the wasteland in my memory, I wandered there without direction or purpose.

The author has something to say: The next chapter preview: "Promise me, kill me after I'm completely unblocked."

"Okay, I will kill you, and then I will accompany you."