Anecdotes with facial paralyzed subordinates

"Enough!" Yan Ke roared and waved his palms, a gust of wind blew past and shattered the courtyard wall behind Lin Jue.He stretched out his arms to embrace the sluggish Zhao Xuehan, carried him on his shoulders, and looked at Lin Jue coldly.

"Since you think so, he won't go any further." Yan Ke said in a deep voice, "Let's leave immediately and ignore everything in this city."

"Leave immediately?" Lin Jue sneered, "This Demon Venerable has such a strong sense of justice, and he can guess who did it. Let him run away in panic, and he has to worry about it every day? Why don't you stay and do a good deed for the people in this city? Wouldn't it be better to find out the mastermind behind the scenes and execute him on the spot?"

Yan Ke ignored it, and was about to leave with Zhao Xuehan on his shoulders. Lin Jue's face sank, and with a swipe of his finger, Yan Ke's clothes corners seemed to be crushed by a huge boulder.His whole body trembled, and he knelt down on the ground with one knee, but his hands still hugged Zhao Xuehan tightly.

"I didn't ask you to follow me to make you run away." Lin Jue said in a low voice, and then laughed.

"Besides, in this situation, do you think you can escape?"

Before the words fell, an exclamation was heard from the house.Lin's father and Lin's mother held wine glasses in their hands and looked at the three people in the courtyard with worried faces.

"Lin Jue!" Mother Lin glanced at the broken courtyard wall and blamed, "What's wrong with you? Why are you still arguing with the guests?"

The weight on her body disappeared, and Yan Ke stood up.He put Zhao Xuehan on the ground, and stretched out his hand to protect him behind him.

Lin Jue did not speak, and looked at Lin Mu with a gloomy expression.

Lin's mother became a little angry when she saw Lin Jue's expression was wrong. "Lin Jue!" She shouted, "What's going on!" As she said that, she walked towards Lin Jue, as if she wanted to drag him over to educate her.

"Okay, okay," Lin's father held the wine pot in one hand, and stopped Lin's mother with the other, "it's the festival, why be angry?" He put the wine pot on the stone table in the courtyard, poured a glass and held it to Lin Jue. "Come on, son, let daddy give you a toast too." At the same time, he waved to Yan Ke and Zhao Xuehan. "Guests come for another drink, too."

Lin Jue looked at his parents coldly and did not speak.He raised his hand in an instant, and two rays of light flew straight towards Lin's father and Lin's mother's neck.

In an instant, a gray shadow flashed, and with two soft bangs, two thin iron objects fell to the ground one after another.

Wen Tiandong stood in front of the Lin family's parents, drew his sword out of its sheath, and blocked Lin Jue's attack.

"Lin Jue, don't do this." He put away his sword and said softly, "They are now civilians. If you do this, you will be caught."

Lin Jue narrowed his eyes slightly, and then smiled softly. "So what if I get caught," he raised his eyebrows, "I wish for it!"

After finishing speaking, he pushed Wen Tiandong who was standing in front of him away, raised his fingers to two cold lights, and immediately blood splattered everywhere.The Lin family's parents didn't even make a sound, and their heads fell to the ground.

"Lin Jue!" Wen Tiandong shouted anxiously, but Lin Jue didn't change his face.

"Things have come to this point, there is no way out." Lin Jue said indifferently.He took two steps forward and pushed open the door of the Lin residence.

Outside the door, people stood crowded together.There are men and women, old and young.They were expressionless, like puppets, staring deeply at the Lin mansion and at Lin Jue.

"Did you see?" Lin Jue turned around and smiled at Yan Ke, "You want to leave, but they don't want you to leave."

Before he finished speaking, he drew a sword from his waist, raised the knife in his hand, and directly chopped off the head of the person closest to him.

Blood splashed on the people around them, but they remained indifferent, just staring at Lin Jue motionlessly.

Lin Jue walked into the crowd with a sneer, and started slashing wildly with his sword.For a moment, blood splattered outside the door, but there was no shout, only the dull sound of the sword being inserted into the gun, and the sound of the body falling heavily on the ground.

Zhao Xuehan's mind was in chaos, he only felt that his internal organs were burning badly.The corners of his eyes were in severe pain, and when he looked up, the surrounding scenery was blood-red, as if the fire in his internal organs had spread to his eyes.

The blood of the Lin family's parents flowed out from the broken neck, flowed across the bluestone floor, and soaked Zhao Xuehan's soles.Zhao Xuehan looked at the corpse with a calm expression on the separated head.However, in Zhao Xuehan's eyes, those two pairs of eyes gradually became darker and darker, and finally turned into two streams of blood, gurgling down from the eye sockets.

Zhao Xuehan only felt his stomach throbbing. He covered his mouth with his hands and vomited uncontrollably.A stream of liquid gushed out from his stomach, bright red and viscous, and flowed from his fingers.

It's not blood.Zhao Xuehan moved his hand to his eyes blankly.After the red color flowed out of his mouth, it solidified in the cold air and turned into a solid piece that stuck to his hand, like red wax.

The head on the ground moved slightly, and Zhao Xuehan was startled. When he looked around, Father Lin and Mother Lin had already stood up while supporting the ground, and placed the head on it.The eyes are still normal, and the bleeding seems to be Zhao Xuehan's fantasy.

Two sharp lights flashed, and the Lin family's parents fell down again.

The people outside the door fell down and stood up again, as if they never knew what death fatigue was.They gradually started to attack. A girl had just been killed by Lin Jue, but she stood up again and poked her severed arm towards Lin Jue's back, but was hit by a colored light and fell to the ground again.

Wen Tiandong held the sword in his hand and retracted the light of the sword, his expression became more and more serious.He took off the scabbard and threw it to Yan Ke.

"Give me your scabbard." He said to Yan Ke.

Yan Ke's expression froze: "Mr. Wen..."

"It's too messy," Wen Tiandong whispered, "Don't move. If the situation changes, take Xiaohan with you. If he is caught, I must ensure that your identity will not be discovered."

Yan Ke hesitated for a moment, and handed the scabbard to Wen Tiandong.Wen Tiandong hung up the sheath in a hurry, and walked towards Lin Jue, but before he raised his sword, two talismans flew in the air, one left and one right, passing through Lin Jue's palm accurately, He nailed it to the wall.

Lin Jue let out a cry of pain, the rune was stained red with blood, but no matter how hard he tried, the rune seemed to glue his hand to the wall, and he couldn't pull it out.

"Who is so bold?" A stern voice came from the end of the street, "How dare you slaughter people in broad daylight?"

The corpse lying on the ground was about to get up again, when it heard the sound, it collapsed on the ground again and remained motionless, as if it had been dead for a long time.The stench of blood permeated the air, and there were broken bodies strewn about inside and outside the courtyard.Those who were lucky enough to escape Lin Jue's attack standing outside the courtyard seemed to have just woken up, and the numb expression on their faces disappeared immediately, replaced by a terrified expression, screaming and running away.

Lin Jue fixed his hands on the wall, his thin and petite body was covered with blood.Looking at the figure at the end of the street, he showed a wicked smile, like a ghost from hell.

The crowd cleared up, and several yellow-robed monks walked across the messy ground.The head monk was thin and tall, with sunken cheeks, and looked very stern.He frowned and looked at Lin Jue, then turned to look at the three people in the courtyard.

"What's the matter?" he asked sharply.

After a while of silence, Wen Tiandong stood up.

"Sir," he said, bowing his hands, "it happened for a reason. The reality is not what you see. This monk..."

Lin Jue coughed lightly, interrupted Wen Tiandong, raised his head, and smiled at the monk.

"Elder Yuan of the Qingxiao Sect," Lin Jue said, "don't you remember?"

This Elder Yuan's face was gloomy: "You are..."

"I am Lin Jue, a monk of the Yuancheng sect," Lin Jue said with a smile, "I met my master and elder at the alliance meeting ten years ago, and you, elder, praised me face to face for my talent."

"Yuancheng faction?" Elder Yuan looked serious, looking around the blood-stained street for a week.The following monks also began to whisper.

"I want to see the head of my sect." Lin Jue shook the blood from his forehead and said, "Elder Yuan, please inform me."

"No!" Wen Tiandong's complexion changed, and he hurriedly stopped, but unexpectedly a voice came from not far away.

"Why not?"

Wen Tiandong's face lost all color.Zhao Xuehan followed the sound and saw Headmaster Feng, Qiao Long and a few monks from the Yuancheng School standing at the gate of Zhuo Mansion, looking in this direction with a serious face.

"Master, head." Lin Jue turned his head to see the two of them, his expression was not in awe, and his tone was still frivolous, as if the two runes running through his palms did not exist, "If I knew you hadn't returned to the mountain, I wouldn't have to do this Trouble."

Sect Leader Feng took a few steps forward, his eyes swept over the blood on the ground, and fell on Lin Jue's face. "What's going on?" He whispered, as if he was asking Lin Jue and Qiao Long beside him.

Elder Yuan looked solemn. "Master Feng," he said in a deep voice, "You sent your disciples here to massacre civilians for no reason. This matter is no small matter. I will report this to my sect leader."

"Cultivator Lin is not a disciple of our sect, and our sect has no right to intervene. I also ask Sect Leader Feng to investigate and deal with it fairly." He took another meaningful look at Sect Leader Feng, "If the Yuancheng Sect sends out another devil cultivator, then It won't be easy."

Head Feng's expression remained unchanged. "Thank you, Elder Yuan," he said, "but my disciple Lin Jue has already died in Qingling Valley, and the lamp of his life has been extinguished." He turned his head and looked in Lin Jue's direction, "Where is this monk from?" , Elder Yuan please don’t jump to conclusions.”

Lin Jue sneered.

"Master, you actually don't recognize me as a disciple," he said, "I'm really sad."

Master Feng frowned slightly. "Lin Jue Yuanshen disappeared and was buried in Qingling Valley. The monks I sent saw it with his own eyes," he said.

"I sent a monk?" Lin Jue smiled. "Except for my master Qiao Long, who other monks told you that I was dead? I died in a strange way, and I didn't see the body. Do you believe him like that? "

"Lin Jue," Qiao Long was accused by Lin Jue, but his expression did not change at all, and his tone was calm, "Although you are usually impulsive, you know etiquette and rules, and you know how to treat you as a teacher. If you are really my disciple, you won't That's what he said."

"Really," Lin Jue sneered, "Since I'm not Lin Jue, it's fine for you guys to kill me right now, so why bother talking about it?"

Master Feng shook his head and looked at Elder Yuan. "There have been a few incidents recently, and I'm planning to discuss with head Liang every few days. The death of my disciple Lin Jue is also among them," he said, "Right now someone is using Lin Jue's body. There is a connection between death and I intend to bring him back to the Yuancheng faction for investigation, so we cannot kill this person rashly."

"If the Qingxiao faction has doubts, they can imprison this person in Huantu Mountain, and we will try this person together with the Yuancheng faction the next day." After Feng Sect finished speaking, he looked at Elder Yuan, as if he was waiting for his reply.

Elder Yuan shook his head. "The meeting to welcome the winter is over, and the head is a bit busy these days, so he may not be able to meet with head Feng." He said, "I, Xin Yuan Cheng Sect, will not favor fellow disciples, so I will leave this person to you."

"He's not my disciple." Qiao Long frowned, her voice slightly harsh.

Elder Yuan ignored him.As the elder waved his arm lightly, the rune in Lin Jue's palm instantly shattered into pieces.

"Farewell." He bowed to several people, turned around and was about to leave with his disciples.Qiao Long tied up Lin Jue with a fairy rope, and also planned to take him away.

Wen Tiandong's face was livid, and he didn't say a word.Looking at the pool of blood on the ground, Zhao Xuehan suddenly felt anxious.

These monks only saw Lin Jue killing people, but they didn't realize that he was killing dead people.

The winter meeting is over, and the monks leave.I don't know how many years it will be before another monk comes to this city.

How long will Huaicheng become a city full of living corpses without knowing why?

"Limited in ability, timid and afraid of getting into trouble, but pretending to be smart, insisting on doing justice." Lin Jue taunted him, and he still remembered it.

Lin Jue was right.

Zhao Xuehan gritted her teeth, and tightly clutched her sleeves.

Try again.he thinks.