Rebirth of Beigu Sirius

Not bad, and on this unnamed mountain, there are still a man and a woman, two ghosts...

The male one, who called himself "Ghost King Mo Yao", wore a red inner robe and a black coat, wielding a gleaming broadsword, exuding a strange evil spirit all over his body, and looked extremely frightening.

The female one, who calls herself "Dan Zhu", is dressed in bright red clothes, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, black hair and red lips. Although she looks more human than the male, she is also a life-threatening monster!

The inn's fat shopkeeper's murmured words rang in his ears in a trance, Yun Zhuo's expression froze, and he secretly yelled badly in his heart.

I'm afraid that the fight between them just now was too loud and delayed for too long, so that the ghost king and ghost girl from the nameless mountain came here with their minions.

"You are the ghost king's people." Seemingly thinking of this, Situ Lin on the side stared at the green-faced ghost in front of him and said in a deep voice.

"Knowingly asking."

The green-faced ghost sneered when he heard the words: "However, you really have two tools to restrain Qing Luo with the Fengling Jade Bottle! Unfortunately, now I want to see what tricks you can come up with!"

"What do you mean!"

Hearing that the blue-faced ghost's tone was not kind, Yun Zhuo almost subconsciously raised his head, but when he saw the opponent wave his palm, several dark spiritual barriers burst out of the ground in an instant, sealing the doors and windows of the wooden house behind him.

"Brother!"

"Young Master Rong!"

Situ Ling and Bai Xiao's panicked shouts came from the door, and the two teenagers were blocked back into the house before they could follow up to see what was happening outside.

The spiritual barrier was very strong, and Situ Lin frowned: "What do you mean!"

"Actually, I don't want to do anything."

The green-faced ghost snorted, "Since the First World War is inevitable, and the kid's spirit-sealing jade bottle is too obtrusive, let's just separate it. Hey, I just don't know. Will the seriously injured Taoist priest and the two little fur kids also be trapped in the house to death?"

"Hmph, really despicable."

Finally knowing the purpose, Situ Lin's face darkened, he made a decisive decision and raised two fingers, and swept the door with his backhand, a purple light immediately attached to it.

The pitch-black spiritual barrier didn't budge, but the locked doors and windows became tighter and tighter.

Seeing this, his expression didn't change, as if he had expected it, he slowly raised his level and looked at the ferocious-looking evil spirits in front of him, and then shouted to the room: "Zihan Baixiao, protect Daoist Duan inside! If the two of us die, we must guard the house and wait for the Yun family's rescuers to come! Did you hear that!"

"Brother! You!"

"Young Master Rong!"

The situation that originally had a glimmer of hope suddenly changed suddenly, Yun Zhuo hurriedly turned around, and saw that the two little ancestors were banging on the window at the moment, and Bai Xiao's voice was even more tinged with tears.

On the other hand, Situ Lin spread out the folding fan at his waist as if he had never heard of it before, and his posture was more upright than ever in his memory. He stared at the blue-faced ghost and said: "It is my idea to enter the town and seal the spirit. Don't implicate the innocent!"

As soon as the words fell, Yun Zhuo completely understood that the old man in front of him had been wandering wildly for more than [-] years. This time, the crisis was ahead, and he could be regarded as regaining some responsibility. Save the two boys in the house with your life.

However, the current situation is really dangerous, not to mention that the previous battle with Qing Luo was already a serious injury, and they may not be able to retreat from the dozen or so evil spirits, let alone Mo Yao who followed closely behind. and Danzhu.

So now that they rushed into the town because of suspicious cases, now that the situation has come to this point, no matter whether they can survive this battle, or whether this line of Taoist priests can save their lives, after weighing it over and over again, it is true that the two of them cannot The younger generation is in danger.

So he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and shook his head, no longer listening to the cry of the boy in the room.

"Why are you still standing still! Give it to me! The ghost king has orders, and there will be rewards for catching them!"

And at this moment, when the leader of the group of ghosts roared, those green-faced ghosts also attacked them with claws and teeth.

"Hmph, let's see if you have the ability!"

With sharp claws attacking his chest, Situ Lin turned his toes and walked like a shadow to barely avoid it. At the same time, he threw a fan in his hand and saw Ping Ping spinning out among the ghosts. Very strange.

Immediately, there were only a few sounds of skin and flesh being broken, and the thin silver blades cut the hands and feet of several ghosts into deep gashes.

What a move, Youying Zangfeng!

It seems that brother Lin is not in vain as a Demon Lord, after many years, this Jiu Miao assassination technique has made him much more sophisticated than when he was young.

The battle is ahead, and Yun Zhuo is unwilling to stay behind. The sleeve of his right hand flutters, and dozens of mechanism bees fly out in all directions, forming a circle above the sky, and are firmly surrounding the ghosts.

The blue-faced ghost in the lead gave a contemptuous smile: "You've overestimated your capabilities, and you still want to use Nanzhao's tricks to trap us?"

After speaking, he jumped to attack Yunzhuo.But the person who attracted the bee didn't take half a step back, he just tapped his wrist back and forth, and the bees in the air quickly formed a line as if ordered, separating Yun Zhuo and the blue-faced ghost.

All of a sudden, the bee guard raised his little finger again, and the sound of the machine's operation sounded, and the bees drew their wings and spewed fire from their tails.

"what!"

The green-faced ghost's blow was already menacing, but he didn't expect the speed of this mechanism to be faster, he crossed his arms immediately, but he still couldn't dodge, his arms and his exposed ribs were burnt to pieces.

Situ Lin chuckled while blocking, and said, "I've heard that Sirius Tianlang's tricks are amazing. Could it be that this is the Yufeng Ten Flower Formation?"

"It's more than that."

Being praised by his brother Lin, Yun Zhuo was a little flustered, turned his head and smiled and said: "So far, it is only two of the ten Hua, but it is a pity that this shell has no martial arts, otherwise this trick would be more interesting."

"Hmph, really handsome."

The leader of the green-faced ghost wiped the blood on his arm, and the terrible wound gradually healed.

He sneered again and said: "It's a pity that even though you two are strong in martial arts, you are still a mortal body of flesh and blood, and we, the ghosts and ghosts, are immortal bodies. Let's see how you deal with it!"

The ghost spoke proudly, but Situ Lin was unmoved. He just turned his head slightly, and smiled at Yun Zhuo again: "Hey, Lord Sirius, when we were going to subdue demons and kill demons or act chivalrously, was it right?" Don't you often insist on killing more than others? Then this time, do you want to be nostalgic again?"

Yun Zhuo twirled the gunpowder powder remaining on his fingertips, raised his eyebrows and said, "What? You don't want to use the soles of your feet this time?"

Situ Lin sighed: "Isn't this the enemy who can't get rid of the oil now!"

As expected, Yun Zhuo raised his hand and waved the fuse when he heard the words: "Success, let's compete!"

After saying that, I heard the roar of the fan-bladed windbreaker armor, mixed with the hoarse ghost howl, and the fighting situation on the streets of Xiaoxiaowangquan Town was extremely chaotic for a while.

However, after hundreds of rounds of fighting, although they were hearty, the two gradually found that those ghosts were really hard to deal with.Even though he was beaten and screamed in pain, the attack still didn't decrease by half, and the wounds on the limbs and bones healed time and time again.

Even though Situ Lin and Yun Zhuo were superior in skills, they couldn't stand the wheel-on-wheel battle of the ghosts who had lost all senses.After going back and forth for a long time, it is inevitable that you will be exhausted with scars all over your body, and you will gradually lose the wind in it.

"Damn it, these ghosts can't be killed at all!"

After fighting for a long time, Yun Zhuo's movements became more and more embarrassing, and he was able to use the mechanism to cut off the sharp claws of the green-faced ghost in front of him, but his neck was also courteously cut and bloodstained, and he retreated a few steps tremblingly. Rin leaned his back against each other to stabilize his figure.

"Well, what's so old about this! Maybe the two of us will have to respond to Gui Litan's wickedness, and the confession is here!"

He looked at the group of fierce ghosts who were approaching at every step, and then touched his bleeding neck, he couldn't help but muttered in his heart.

The wound on his body was painful, and even the arm that was injured by Qing Luo's sword just now became more and more sore. Yun Zhuo, who felt a little uncomfortable, was lowering his head and panting, but the hand hanging by his side was caught off guard by the person behind him. Not light nor heavy grip.

Situ Lin's hands were still cold, and under such a tense situation, he was even more surprised, and immediately complained: "What do you mean? You want me to warm my hands right now?"

"Yun Zhuo."

Not in a hurry to let go or to answer, Situ Lin slowly followed his palm all the way to his wrist, and squeezed it with a little strength: "You have been reborn so hard, and now you have only stayed in this world for a few more months." , if you really explain it here this time, you won’t feel regretful if you don’t say you’re dead and you’re only accompanied by me?”

The man was also breathing unsteadily due to injury, although the question was inexplicable, but the low tone of the question was the seriousness that Yun Zhuo had seldom heard for many years.

"This, what is this talking about?!"

Yun Zhuo was surprised when he heard the words, and blurted out almost without thinking: "If I can be with brother Lin, I will die naturally without regret."

However, when he uttered this word neatly, his heart suddenly became confused when the voice fell.

How could they die together without any regrets?

In this situation, if it were the same person back then, full of admiration and brotherhood towards Situ Lin, I'm afraid that even if I die, I can't let him be buried with him, and I have to let him go Push it out of the fire pit?

That's why in the previous life, even though he was first accused of murdering his father and betraying his teacher, and bloodbathed Yunya's first palace, and was finally crusaded and died in the southern border, he just laughed at the ridiculous things in the world, and went to the cliff to die openly, and never moved half of his relationship with him. Situ Lin had the idea of ​​living and dying together, and he never felt regretful because he died without his company.

But what about now?

When he heard Situ Lin's question of dying together, and he answered without hesitation, his unstable breath due to injury became even more chaotic, and the experience since his rebirth seemed to be fleeting. Flashed through my mind one by one.

The back view of himself stepping out in the dense forest, the arm blocking him in Chang'an City, the low whispers in the inn in Qingshi Town, and the mottled eyes hidden under the scarlet hijab in the chaotic dreamland. Candlelight...

Messy memories could not go away, Yun Zhuo suddenly had an indescribable emotion in his heart, and it seemed that even the shrill ghost howling in his ears had quietly disappeared, only the heartbeat became clearer and audible.

That emotion was not nervous, not fearful, but rejoicing.

What are you rejoicing about?

Fortunately, it was not someone else who died with Situ Lin but himself, or was he no longer alone in this death, but accompanied by him?

Or, both?

Yun Zhuo gritted his teeth and gasped, trying to ignore the increasingly painful wounds on his body and the weird thoughts of unknown origin.But the temperature from Situ Lin on his wrist became more and more obvious along with his faster and faster heartbeat.

No one would be so lucky to die with the person he admired the most when he was dying.

Only in the playbooks in the market place, those unresolved lovers will read the words "life is different, death is the same point", and then rejoice that they can go to the underworld together.

Yun Zhuo looked back at Situ Lin, and saw that the man's half-draped hair was scattered and scattered due to the absence of a hairpin, fluttering around his ears in the breeze, reminiscent of his youthful appearance. The wild and uninhibited.

He vaguely remembered that Situ Lin's original purple hairband was given to him to bandage his wounds when he was arguing with Daoist Duan.

Stretching out his hand to touch his bosom, the soft touch of the brocade was clearly discernible—it was the hair tie, which was neatly folded after he washed it, and was firmly held there.

It seems to be right in the heart...

The wind passing through the streets of Wangquan Town was not strong, but Yun Zhuo's face suddenly burned a little bit at this time, and the temperature coming from the other hand made his heartbeat that was chaotic at first heal. It's getting calmer.

After deceiving himself and others repeatedly, he was finally relieved.

Maybe before the resurrection, because of those obsessions, he agreed to the deal, Yun Zhuo's admiration for his brother Lin who has been pure for more than ten years has already changed?

"Since we can't live together, it's good to die together."

Looking at the ghosts rushing towards him with their teeth and claws open, he smiled in a low voice that only he could hear.

"Ouch-"

"Ow, ooh, ooh—"

However, it was too late to say it, and just as Yun Zhuo lowered his head and was thinking about running away, he suddenly heard a burst of screams and howling wolves, and a white light flashed in front of his eyes. The masked ghost was torn to pieces.

"what!"

After a wave of ups and downs, he quickly raised his eyes to see that a white wolf with a golden plum mark on its neck was half lying on the ground, and was walking towards him with its blood-stained fangs bared.

Fang took two steps, then paused suddenly, his mouth gaped open when he smelled something bloody, and there was a low mournful moan in his throat, then he swung his tail and half-kneeled in front of him to show his submission.

Silver and iron are the body, heavy wood is the foot, topaz is the eye, plain feathers are the hair...

I was a little surprised when I saw this scene, but after a closer look, I finally realized, Yun Zhuo said in surprise: "Xue, Xueyue?"

"Snow Moon?"

Hearing the name and looking at the wolf again, Situ Lin narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, and his face was slightly pale: "It seems that this is one of the two magical beasts that you made in the legend?"

Yun Zhuo nodded.

Back then when he killed the Yunya Palace alone, he lost his demon bones early and his martial arts were almost useless, so he created two mechanism beasts in Tianshan, a white wolf named Xueyue, and a blue bird named Shen Bi, each fed his demon blood With psychic psychics, he just cut a bloody path in that huge fairy land.

It's just that after that battle, he exchanged his life to die in Nanjiang, and Xueyue Shen Bi also naturally became Yunya's spoils of war. He thought that he would never see each other again in this lifetime, but unexpectedly, he met here again at this moment.

Could it be that those famous immortals in Yunya Palace didn't bother to touch his "mechanism sorcery", and couldn't figure out the wooden and iron parts anyway, which gave them a chance to escape?

boom--

While he was wondering, he suddenly heard a shrill bird chirping above his head, and a blue light flew out from among the layers of dark clouds. Arrows rained down from the tail of a blue bird, so fierce that the ghosts on the burning street howled.

It was Shen Bi.

"you?"

Xueyue and Shen Bi were eager to protect the Lord, and immediately fought with those ghost generals, unexpectedly turning the tide of this almost deadly battle, Yun Zhuo's breath stagnated, and the idea of ​​"living together and dying together" suddenly disappeared Forgotten.And the left hand, which had no place to rest, touched along the hair band, and touched a stack of crumpled yellow paper symbols.

At this time, he suddenly remembered something, his face changed slightly, he took out the thing in his arms, handed it to Situ Lin tremblingly, and said anxiously: "Brother Lin, I forgot, I just helped Daoist Duan Shi Zeng took these unused dao talismans from him. The resentment of these fierce ghosts in front of him is not as deep as that of Qing Luo Dao, if we try it now, maybe it will be effective."

"it is good."

It is better to have a way than nothing, Situ Lin finally let go of the hand that made him uneasy, and when he waved the fan, he took advantage of the opportunity to throw the spells in his hand into the air, using the fan wind as a medium, and accurately blew the spells several times Only the face of a ghost.

ooh ooh-

And when the spells were condensed, screams were heard from all around, and all the ghosts who were showing off their might just now screamed because of being hit by the spells, it was the last fight that worked.

Yun Zhuo silently thanked Duan Zhaoying in his heart.Taking advantage of the two mechanism beasts fighting with the ghosts, they did not dare to neglect, turned their toes slightly, and shuttled between the battles like stepping on the clouds, and slapped the spells hard on the foreheads of the ghosts.After a moment of stalemate, the grinning ghosts around them gradually screamed and turned into wisps of green smoke.

"Spell, how could you!"

During the fierce battle, several feathered arrows passed through his chest. Seeing that all his companions around him were dead, the leader of the blue-faced ghost couldn't help gnashing his teeth: "I don't believe that I was defeated by the two of you!"

Yun Zhuo patted the last few talismans on his forehead together, and said angrily, "Bah, death is imminent, let's go to peace!"

After speaking, a gust of wind blew by, and the unwilling wailing shook the long street, and the last green-faced ghost finally turned into smoke and dust.

"Heh, what a Sirius, what a ghost-eyed Demon Lord, who can kill all the ghost generals we have enlisted over the years to ashes."

Before the two could let out a long sigh of relief, they heard another chilling and delicate smile, and two crimson figures suddenly appeared at the place where the ghost disappeared.

The man on the left has loose black hair, covers his face, has an extraordinary stature, is dressed in a black robe, and holds a cold long knife in his hand.

The woman on the right has a gorgeous complexion, her vermilion skirt is dragging the floor, the cinnabar between her eyebrows is as red as blood, and there is a string of colored glaze bells on her white wrist.

Is it finally here?

"Ghost king Mo Yao, ghost girl Dan Zhu!"

Looking at the pair of hell-like figures in front of him, Yun Zhuo's heart sank, and he said angrily: "First steal the body of Daoist Qing Luo, and then kill the people of a town for no reason! What are your intentions!"

However, the man with a cold expression didn't react at all when he heard the words, he just raised the knife in his hand and looked at the two people in the street coldly, and said word by word: "Stop talking nonsense, hand over Qing Luo's body, or don't blame me We're welcome."