I heard it's not good to be a magic stick

After the name came out of Chai Ziyang's mouth, Xu Xu also unexpectedly remained silent.

"Ziyang, long time no see." The boy looked at Chai Ziyang and smiled reservedly. The smile was shy and proud.

Zhang Linle looked at this boy named Ling Xiao. He looked really good, but his face was a little pale, his nose was straight and his lips were thin, his jaw was also slightly pointed, and he looked weak and sickly.

He held a purple wooden stick in his hand, which was engraved with strange spells, some of which didn't even look like the traditional style of Chinese spells.

"You...haven't...already...?" Yan Xi looked at the thin-faced Ling Xiao, and couldn't tell the truth from the fake for a moment. Is it an illusion?Is it an enemy tactic?But the reactions of those around him told him that this was not a dream.

"People die for money, birds die for food," Ling Xiao said lightly.

"So...you betrayed us?" Yan Xi forced himself to stabilize his emotions, "Just for money, you betrayed Xuanji, your brothers who fought side by side, and your own country. Because of you, they will never die again." You can go home, you bastard who sells you for glory!"

Facing this scolding, Ling Xiao just said lightly: "I'm sorry."

I can't hear any sincerity, it's more like a perfunctory nonsense.

Yan Xi's painful and sad expressions flashed one by one, and the past happened. Although Yan Xi stabilized his mind again and again, he looked at Ling Xiao who didn't care, and his colleagues who were thinking of Nirvana. , burst into pieces.He originally thought that all the team members in that battle were warriors on the battlefield. They paid homage to Shanda's death with blood, and fought hard until the final victory. Only when he saw Ling Xiao again today did Yan Xi know the conspiracy behind this battle .The man who had always been gentle finally couldn't help pouring out all his grief and indignation, with a feeling of loneliness.Then, he laughed and covered his face, his fingers trembling.

The whereabouts were betrayed, the mysterious talisman was calculated, and the team members who were like brothers died tragically one by one. If there is any support for Yan Xi to wait until now, it is revenge.

"I don't believe you are doing it for money." Yan Xi opened his mouth.

"I'm afraid none of you will accept my reasons. Besides, does it really matter what the reasons are?"

"So you came here to ask for death?" Chai Ziyang closed his eyes, "It's really not as good as being dead at that time."

The perpetrators are hateful, those who play tricks are hateful, the murderers are hateful, and those who invade China are hateful. What's more, I treat you as a comrade-in-arms, a brother, and a relative. I am willing to share all the secrets with you, and I am willing to bear all the sorrows for you , let you see my fragility, sadness and despair.

Sure enough, you read it, but you are probably watching a joke.

"He is very sad, I can feel it." Zhang Linle sighed, and asked Xu Xu, "If, I said, if Brother Jing Xing treats you like this one day, will you hate him?"

"No." Xu Xu answered simply.

"Ok?"

"You, brother Jing Xing, would never treat me like this. Also, the relationship between Chai Ziyang and Ling Xiao is more like me and you, rather than Li Jingxing and me, or Chai Ziyang and you."

"It's too convoluted." Zhang Linle felt his nose sore and the apex of his heart ache, and he couldn't understand Xu Xu's words.

"Don't be sad, six bowls."

"No."

"Don't lie, idiot, I can clearly feel your emotions in your illusion."

Zhang Linle was silent for a while, his mind was in a mess.

If Xu Xu could feel each other's emotions in the illusion, why could he feel Chai Ziyang's unhappiness in his own illusion?The kind of intense emotions that were deceived, simmering in the heart, betrayed, and eager to vent.

Maybe, I care too much, Zhang Linle thought to himself.

"Concentrate, six bowls." Xu Xu felt his vision suddenly blurred, and immediately reminded, "Don't distract yourself, or our illusion will be extinguished."

Zhang Linle said "hmm", the overall situation is the most important right now, all personal emotions have to be put aside, the most urgent thing is to hold on, until dawn, their illusion can become a reality.

"You lied to me, Ling Xiao." Chai Ziyang shook his hand coldly.

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows and remained silent, his pale face extremely proud.

"When you gave me the Xuanque Talisman, you said that Xuanming has a problem, let me avenge you," Chai Ziyang bit his lip and said, "I almost..." He paused, and finally swallowed the rest of the words went back.

Zhang Linle's heart sank. He almost thought that the Xuanming branch was a pawn of foreign metaphysics forces. He almost killed the Xuanming people, almost killed me?

Based on the most intimate and trusting relationship, the Xuanque Talisman, which is as precious as life, can only be entrusted on the dying day, and in this atmosphere of absolute trust, a conspiracy of cannibalism is exaggerated.

Ling Xiao's deliberate suspicion became a thorn in Chai Ziyang's heart, and it also became a part of Chai Ziyang's obsession, which made him believe even more that Ling Xiao was plotted against, and what he heard was the truth.

And now this so-called truth comes out of the dark, with chilling irony.

Ling Xiao sneered, but his voice was a bit chilly: "It's a pity that your heart softened after all, no, your heart is moved."

It turned out that he had been monitoring Chai Ziyang all the time, wanting to see what would happen after that sentence, wanting to see Xuan would fight against the same room, wanting to see each branch cooking beans and burning Osmanthus, wanting to see brothers fight against each other among the team members, and when the team fell apart and people were panicking, Ling Xiao can enjoy the benefits of the fisherman.

The more Zhang Linle thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became. Since the Xuanming group was destroyed, he was the first member of the Xuanming team that Chai Ziyang met. On the day in the sewer, he did feel Chai Ziyang's killing intent. Unexpectedly, it was all because of Ling Xiao. In a word.

His vision blurred for a moment, and Xu Xu let out a "sigh", bringing his thoughts back.

"Ziyang, let him go in the past. You can realize your ambitions anywhere. Why do you have to limit yourself to mysterious opportunities? Why do you want capable people like us to live the lives of Qingdeng and ancient Buddhas?" Ling Xiao smiled weakly Laughing, "As long as you join us, when Sirius will dominate the metaphysical world, we can live the life we ​​want in a chic and unrestrained way. How is it different in the world? Money can make people happy. What's the use of faith?"

Chai Ziyang remained silent, his face frosty.

Zhang Linle could no longer listen to Ling Xiao's selfish remarks.If it was really for money, he would not do this business.At this moment, if he can make a sound, he must yell at Ling Xiao: You know a fart belief!

The metaphysician who secretly protects the fate of the country never cares about personal gains and losses.Because in this industry, pay and return are destined to be out of proportion.Many metaphysicians have given their lives, but there is no equivalent feedback to compensate.

What makes us forge ahead, weather the wind and rain, and be happy, and what makes us never look back, sink the boat, and put all our eggs in one basket?

Every inch of China's loess land, rivers, lakes, and plateau forests belongs to China and the people of China. We are loyal to our country and people. This is our belief, and no one can shake it.

It's not morality, it's not law, it's spiritual power.

From the moment we choose to join Xuanji, faith has been injected into our hot blood, boiling with enthusiasm, and faith has been implanted in our meridians and is deeply rooted.

Zhang Linle looked at Ling Xiao with pity, and telling people without faith that faith is the most waste of life.A person like him who loves money can't understand this sense of honor.

"Xuanji really misjudged you," Jiao Yun said harshly, "You don't deserve to be a Chinese."

"Shut up, it's none of your business here." Ling Xiao said amusedly, "What else can Xuanji do besides fight among himself? Why do you have the face to accuse me?"

"Even if there is internal fighting, it's not up to outsiders like you to intervene." Yan Xi couldn't bear to listen to this absurd theory, and released the silver needle, and Ling Xiaoxin escaped the first wave by turning sideways as if feeling a sense attack.

Yan Xi is not willing to let go, this old enemy has been in his heart for many years, every night is tortured like a knife, and today he knows the truth of the attack, he must not let this villain go.

With a flip of the palm, all the thick and thin, long and short needles were inserted in the gaps between the fingers, and he rushed up to face Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao fought against Yan Xi with the purple wooden stick. His skill was so fast that he even withstood the attack of dozens of silver needles. Jiao Yun used a bow and arrow as a weapon and joined the melee.

Only Chai Ziyang stood where he was, showing no emotion.

When Ling Xiao left, he was a member of the Yueyue team, but his skills have soared in recent times, and Yan Xi and Jiao Yun's teaming up can't take advantage of it, but it's a bit difficult.

"Tough." Ling Xiao kicked Jiao Yun away, and spun around on the purple wooden stick.

"not good."

"not good."

Zhang Linle frowned two times of "not good", one voice came from Yan Xi, and the one who exclaimed in his mind was Xu Xu, both of them felt bad at the same time.

"He's spinning, and he's using the sun-defying method!" Xu Xu added, "For every seven turns, the Yang Qi will be reduced by one round."

Although he didn't know what would happen after the Yang Qi weakened, Zhang Linle still felt that the problem was getting worse, so he hurriedly asked, "Brother Xu, what should we do?"

"Wait for dawn, I hope they can last until the first light." Xu Xu said through gritted teeth.

Yan Xi had already stretched out his hand to snatch the purple wooden stick, but before his hand touched Ling Xiao's body, a huge black shadow rushed over.

"Be careful!" Jiao Yun blocked Yan Xi, was bitten by the monster, and carried to the sky.

"Snake!" Zhang Lin said anxiously.

The snake stood in front of Ling Xiao, flaunting the prey in its mouth. With a smile on the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth, he stretched out the purple stick in front of Chai Ziyang.

"Don't look!" Yan Xi rushed over and fought Ling Xiao.

But Jiao Yun fell from mid-air all of a sudden, was protected by Li Jingxing who ran from a distance, and survived.

But Jiao Yun's smash was too powerful and dislocated Li Jingxing's hand on the spot. He frowned on the ground and clenched his teeth.

"Damn it." Xu Xu cursed secretly, "I killed this snake and made soup."