Anecdotes with facial paralyzed subordinates

Zhao Xuehan suddenly burst into laughter, as if hearing the most ridiculous joke in the world.While shaking his shoulders, he pointed at the quietly smiling shadow: "You say this is the primordial spirit? Don't laugh me to death!"

Before he finished speaking, he shot at the speed of light, and a ray of light hit Qiao Long's hand. Qiao Long couldn't dodge it in time, and released his hand after suffering pain, and the blue light ball fell to the ground.Zhao Xuehan followed a flash of light and shattered the ball of light into several pieces.The figure on the ground also flickered for a few moments before disappearing.

Qiao Long's expression remained unchanged. "It doesn't matter, there are many other monks' primordial spirits, which are enough. The only thing missing is Brother Du's primordial spirit." He bent down, picked up the scattered blue light spots on the ground, and held them back in his hands, "Now I only have him These few fragments. If more can be found, he can quickly re-glue his primordial spirit."

Lin Jue's heart was full of depression, and the fire in his chest was rising, and he couldn't help retching a few times.

"It's not like that." Lin Jue whispered.

No one seemed to hear him talking to himself.Zhao Xuehan chuckled lightly, leaning back against the wall again.

"Du Sumu, old fellow, is he so stupid in your eyes?" he said.

Qiao Long raised her eyebrows slightly, but still didn't speak.

"Have you ever thought about it, the primordial spirit you want to stick together is not broken at all." Zhao Xuehan pursed his lips and smiled, "This old man is afraid that he will fail in his ascension, so he has already prepared his way out.

"The moment before Lei chopped his primordial spirit into pieces, Du Sumu sent his primordial spirit to another realm, and just passed away."

"Impossible." Qiao Long's expression was calm and unchanged, "Brother Du died, I saw it with my own eyes."

He raised his eyes to look at Zhao Xuehan, and there seemed to be reproach in his eyes: "Brother Du is well-behaved and has a noble character, so he would not do such an act of deceiving everyone."

Zhao Xuehan snorted and declined to comment.

"Zhao Xuehan," Qiao Long clenched her palms, facing Zhao Xuehan, and said seriously, "For Brother Du's sake, please don't disturb my plan, I won't make things difficult for you. But..."

He stretched out his finger and pointed at Lin Jue: "Because he saw me in the Qingling Valley, disguised as Wen Tiandong, and saw through my identity. In order to avoid future troubles, no matter whether he is the real Lin Jue or not, he must die." .”

Zhao Xuehan raised the corner of his mouth, showing a weird smile.

"If you do kill him, don't regret it," he said.

Qiao Long frowned, he couldn't understand what Zhao Xuehan said.Lin Jue stared at Qiao Long, the scorching pain climbed from his chest to his eye sockets, and he closed his eyes.

"You are Zheng Fanghai, the head of the Yuancheng School?" Lin Jue lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice.

"Exactly." Qiao Long replied calmly with a calm expression.

"You killed Elder Qiao and used his body?"

"Yes."

"You killed hundreds of monks and took their souls?"

"Yes."

"You killed Master Lu in Qingling Valley?"

"Yes."

"You killed Wen Tiandong and Lin Jue? Are you Zhuo Fangling's real lover?"

"Yes."

Lin Jue opened his eyes, he felt a terrible headache, his eyes were blood red.

"Why?" he asked.

"To get him back." Qiao Long replied, "To find out the truth about his failure to ascend."

"What's the use of finding out?" Lin Jue said painfully, "Is it worth it?"

"If Du Sumu dies like this, who in the future will dare to ascend?" Qiao Long replied quietly, "No one can ascend, so what's the use of cultivation? If you know that you will die, who will take the initiative to cultivate in the future? ?”

Qiao Long's voice was sonorous and powerful, without any hesitation: "I am not for him alone, I am for the future of the world of cultivating immortals."

He raised his arm and pointed at Lin Jue: "Have you finished your question?"

Lin Jue looked at Qiao Long motionlessly, and he frowned tightly with a look of grief.

Qiao Long looked at Lin Jue's reddened eyes, and a trace of panic flashed across his expression.He turned his head to look at Zhao Xuehan, who was leaning against the wall, looking at him with an inscrutable smile.

Qiao Long bit her lip lightly, a white light flashed on her fingertips, and a sword shadow shot towards Lin Jue.

Lin Jue tightly grasped the clothes on his chest with his fingers, still looking at Qiao Long.Halfway through the flight, the sword shadow turned into a raging flame, burning in the air.The flames burned out, and the sword shadow disappeared.

Shocked, Qiao Long took a few steps back. "You're not..." He raised his eyebrows, "I've seen this trick in the bamboo forest! You're not him!" He pointed at Zhao Xuehan, "It must be your trick to fool me!"

"My trick?" Zhao Xuehan grinned and said, "You can see for yourself."

Qiao Long gritted his teeth and made a rattling sound. He turned his head suddenly, and with a wave of his arm, several sword lights pierced towards Lin Jue.

Lin Jue raised his head, a drop of red wax gushed out from his eye socket, condensed into lumps along his cheek, and fell to the ground.

The sword light was still in the air.Tiny flames burned on the light and shadow, burning the air in this hut extremely hot.Qiao Long seemed unable to use any more tricks, her whole body was stiff, she raised her arms, watching Lin Jue walking towards her step by step.

"Fang Hai, Fang Hai." Lin Jue murmured, he didn't know why, his heart ached like a knife, and red wax kept gushing out from his eyes, sticking to his collar, like mottled blood.

Qiao Long backed away slowly. "You're not him," he shook his head in horror, as if Lin Jue was an evil ghost, "You can't be him! He's dead! I saw with my own eyes that his soul was torn apart..."

He frantically waved his hands, and several clusters of blue light floated in from the crack in the roof.Qiao Long opened his palm, and the light enveloped the fragments in his hand, condensing them into a ball again.

Du Sumu's figure appeared again, he smiled at Qiao Long, and gently held his hand.

"That's right, this is you." Qiao Long whispered, he suddenly raised his head, waved his sword shadow, and was about to stab Lin Jue.

However, at this moment, Lin Jue had already walked in front of Qiao Long. He raised his head and stared at Qiao Long with those red eyes. Qiao Long's hand froze instantly on top of his head.

"Fang Hai." Lin Jue said softly, passing through Du Sumu's shadow, ripples appeared in that shadow.He slowly put his hand on Qiao Long's, overlapping with Du Sumu's hand shadow.

"Why are you so stupid." The drops of red wax flowed from Lin Jue's eyes, before landing, they ignited flames in the scorching air.

"Why are you so stupid!"

With an expression of disbelief, Qiao Long stared at the flying sparks in front of her.He seemed to want to take his hand away from Lin Jue, but he didn't move.Lin Jue put his palm on his palm, covering the ball of blue light.

"It's not me." Lin Jue murmured, and slowly moved his hand away.The Primordial Spirit Fragment that was supposed to be glowing with blue light now showed its original shape.

It was just a few small red stones, as clear as pomegranate seeds, lying in Qiao Long's hands, lonely and pitiful.

The image of Du Sumu flickered slightly, maintaining a smile, and instantly disappeared into the flames in the room.

Qiao Long opened her mouth, looked at Lin Jue in panic, and then at the disappearing shadow.He shook off Lin Jue's hand, trying to catch the disappearing phantom, but he didn't catch anything.

The small red wisdom stones were scattered on the ground, bounced a few times, and merged with the flames.The sparks floated onto Qiao Long's white robe and skin, scorching a little black, but he didn't seem to feel it at all.

"Impossible!" He turned around, grabbed Lin Jue's hand, and kept roaring, "You are not! Impossible!"

Lin Jue just shook his head, without saying a word, the flames burning behind him became more and more intense.

"Who gave you the wisdom stone?" Zhao Xuehan's voice came through the distorted air, but Qiao Long ignored it at all.His hair crown has been loosened, and his eyes are bloodshot.

"You're not him!" He roared, holding Lin Jue with his right hand, and at the same time raised his left hand high, the lapel of his chest was torn, and dozens of primordial spirits glowing with blue light squeezed out, pouring in one by one. Qiao Long's body.

Qiao Long's eyeballs bulged, he puffed up his cheeks, and retched a few times uncontrollably.Then, a huge and dazzling white light appeared in his left hand.He pressed the end of the white light against Lin Jue's forehead.

"Let me take a look!" He grinned grinningly, his hair fluttering with the flying soul, "Look at what's in your body! How dare you pretend to be Brother Du!"

Lin Jue watched him quietly, silent, only drops of red tears fell down.

Qiao Long obviously hesitated, his expression frantic with panic.Lin Jue could see him biting his lip tightly, without even noticing traces of blood dripping down.In the end he roared angrily, and the sword shadow slashed down towards Lin Jue.

However, before the white light touched Lin Jue's hair crown, several invisible blades flew towards Qiao Long's chest from the corner.Qiao Long was unprepared, and was directly pierced by the sword shadow. A stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he leaned back against the door frame.

He opened his eyes, still looking at Lin Jue with an expression of disbelief, and kept shaking his head.He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but before he could speak, blood gushed out.

Yuanshen still entered the hut from all directions, and entered Qiao Long's body. Qiao Long curled up in pain, but those protruding, bloodshot eyes still stared at Lin Jue motionlessly.

Zhao Xuehan stepped over the flames and walked towards Qiao Long.He bent down expressionlessly, raised his two fingers and stabbed at Qiao Long's forehead.

"Stop!" Lin Jue yelled, trying to stop him, but Zhao Xuehan ignored his words, and directly put his hand into Qiao Long's forehead, pinching out a bunch of abnormally bloated primordial spirits.

He opened his palm and squeezed it hard, and the primordial spirit was broken into pieces and scattered in all directions.

"If he wants to swallow all these primordial spirits, his death will be even uglier." Zhao Xue said coldly.

Qiao Long didn't resist at all, and he still looked straight at Lin Jue until the primordial spirit was shattered.Until the light in the eyes disappears.

He lost his breath, opened his eyes, and fell sideways to the ground.Blood gurgled from his chest and spread all over the hut, steamed by the flames, giving off a stench.

Lin Jue knelt on the ground with a plop, and violently vomited.

The red tears mixed with the wax flowing from the mouth, and fell into the pool of blood on the ground, silently.