Cultivation card draw NPC

City Lord Jiang and Mrs. Jiang had no injuries on the surface, but their eyes were erratic.

A strand of messy hair ran across Mrs. Jiang's side face. She wiped away her tears, not daring to look at her son, her lips murmured, "Ayou, Ayou, I..."

Facing so many powerful monks, and even the land master, this proud and crazy woman in Jiang Qinfeng's memory, her face was like yellow paper, trembling, showing a bit ridiculous and pitiful.

City Lord Jiang interrupted her, categorically: "We did it, and it has nothing to do with them."

He is no longer young, and his temples are stained with several strands of white frost. Fortunately, if you look closely at the deep outline, the heroic spirit of the year is still there.

And this one includes not only Jiang Youlin, but also Jiang Qinfeng, the second son of Linjiang City in the eyes of the world.

All the monks knew there was a ghost from the expressions of these two people, and they all looked at Gongsun Ying with questioning eyes.

"Let's let City Lord Jiang tell the story, and see if the pursuing monks in the Heavenly Master Prison have wronged their family." He looked at the sinners coldly.

"Yes Yes."

Before City Lord Jiang began to confess his crimes, he pulled his wife down beside him, and the two of them knelt in front of all the monks, their faces haggard and inhuman.

In the distance, Jiang Youlin stood alone, with a thin body, straight back, and a calm expression, so calm that people could feel a little weird.

Like a quiet death row prisoner.

"The pursuit cultivator found fourteen teenagers with spiritual roots in the Jiangcheng Mansion. They were all children from ordinary families in Linjiang City. They were imprisoned by us. We took blood and dug up spiritual roots to make up for Jiang Youlin's spiritual fields. defective."

City Lord Jiang closed his eyes in despair, his voice trembling:

"Yu Fang and I were obsessed with ghosts, and that's why we committed heinous crimes. It's just that my son has a good character and outstanding talent. This matter has absolutely nothing to do with him. Besides, he has also made a lot of contributions to Linjiang City over the years. Please also The Immortal Chief is lenient to him! Someone Jiang apologized with death here, and he has absolutely no complaints!"

Huang Jingjing sarcastically said: "An obsession with a ghost can explain your abuse of private power, imprisoning those innocent children, and using it to fill your son's spiritual roots? City Lord Jiang's words are too light. It has nothing to do with Mr. Jiang? I See if he clearly sits back and enjoys what he gets, oh, what a kind and filial Jiang family."

After listening, Jiang Yinghao kowtowed with all his strength, his head lay on the ground, and his voice was hoarse: "Jiang Youlin really didn't know about this matter, the blood of those teenagers was mixed in the pasta that he usually eats, he was dragged into the water by us! Immortal Monarchs, immortal masters, fellow monks, please be enlightened!!!"

Seeing the blood-stained dust, Mrs. Jiang kowtowed as if she had just woken up from a dream, "I beg you, my lords, this matter has nothing to do with Ah You. It's my vanity, ignorance, stupidity and viciousness that made me commit such a crime without telling him." big mistake..."

With her forehead dripping with blood, she suddenly looked at her son who had been silent the entire time.

"Ayou, quickly tell the elders that you have nothing to do with this matter! Hurry up!"

The man in red ignored his mother's advice, his eyes were red, he looked around, and finally his eyes were fixed on Gongsun Ying, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

"It seems that Immortal Master Gongsun has been aware of this matter all along, and if he has any other tricks, he will use them."

Even though he pretended to be calm on the surface, the ending was trembling like a feather.

He is afraid.

Only Jiang Youlin knew what he was afraid of.

Gongsun Ying looked at him coldly: "No, you guys are very brave. I only got evidence in recent years."

"Do you know why it has been so difficult to find out the truth for so many years? Because, they hid those innocent teenagers in the secret room of Mr. Jiang's room, and they used Mr. Jiang as the vice-lord of the city, lacking spiritual roots, and fearing being plotted by traitors as an excuse." Excuses, and set up numerous organ formations... In this way, no one would have imagined that there is such a shocking secret in Mr. Jiang's room."

"Bring that kid up."

The monks of Tianshimen brought a thin boy, only seven or eight years old.

"This is a witness that our Heavenly Master Prison rescued after nine years of hard work. Jiang Youlin, I think you have any sophistry? Come, Xiao Ai, take a look, this young master, do you know him?"

When the child saw Jiang Youlin, his body trembled suddenly: "It's a bad brother! He bullied us!"

"So, he already knew you were down here, right?" the monk asked again.

Xiao Ai froze for a moment, bit her finger, and said sullenly, "Yes."

"When you were locked in a dark room, what did they do to you? How did they bully you?"

"Hmm...it's so dark underground..."

Under the persuasive guidance of the monk, Xiao Ai explained her experience underground.

Zhao Tianqi angrily scolded: "Take its blood first, use it for nourishment, wait until the spiritual root is weak, and then dig it out for nourishment. It took 15 years and involved at least a hundred people. Mr. Jiang, your confidence in fighting against the monks of the Nascent Soul Stage is based on On the flesh and blood of these ignorant children?!!"

"Oh, injustice, it's all injustice, how can you be so confused? Digging up souls is a serious crime, let alone these innocent children!"

Qing Lingyue originally had a good impression of this handsome and extraordinary young man in the world, but now his face is pale, and he will not intercede for him again.

For a while, the anger of the crowd was hard to calm down.

"Bah! Are you still human? You simply treat these children like animals!"

"Didn't Mr. Jiang still swear that he was innocent just now? Are you a human? Such a vicious heart really deserves to be cut to pieces!"

"Something with a human face and a beast's heart, for the sake of his son's spiritual roots, he is going crazy!"

Jiang Youlin smiled suddenly at Xiao Ai, bowed his head and said: "What parents do is for their children. Everything is wrong with me, a useless... son, now that the crime is revealed, it is all my responsibility. How to punish, I will never No complaints, these children, I, Jiang Youlin, am sorry for them, if I can repay them—"

"Repay? You have ruined so many people's lives, Mr. Jiang, how can I ask you to repay? What qualifications do you have to repay?"

"Ayou!"

Hearing Mr. Xuehun's voice, everyone fell silent.

In the stagnant atmosphere, someone sneered: "Why are you calling Ayou after it's all like this? If it were me, I would wish that I could get rid of it as cleanly as possible."

Jiang Qinfeng ignored the yin and yang in his words, and looked at Jiang Youlin in disbelief, even his thick eyelashes trembled violently.

Until now, he still can't believe that the devil in everyone's mouth is Ah You!

That gentle Ayou, that Ayou who always smiles, that Ayou who treats me meticulously, are those all fake?

"Don't panic."

It was Xie Lingtan who grabbed his hand.

The temperature through the palm gives people the power of stability.

By the way, there is also a mica gold mirror!

Wearing it, you can see through people's hearts and know the truth at a glance.

Jiang Qinfeng hurriedly put on the glasses with golden frames——

Knowing the effectiveness of this magic weapon, Jiang Youlin didn't hide or evade, and stood calmly on the spot, staring at him, allowing his younger brother to peek into his heart.

"Xiaofeng...you can watch it if you want to."

A slight sigh floated between his lips and teeth.

Sure enough, the younger brother who had always treated him tenderly, the next moment, the color of his tender lips faded away.

In those clear eyes that he loved the most, pain and suspicion struggled repeatedly.

Jiang Youlin closed his eyes.

Those unbearable pasts are shocking.

"Ayou?"

It's a mother's voice!

Jiang Youlin came back to his senses, and a surprised smile burst out on his little face.

That's great...Mother, finally came to let him out.

Mother, I finally forgive myself!

The closed door opened a tiny gap, and a bright light cast a little light from the middle.

Mrs. Jiang walked into the firewood room with the food box. Seeing her son's ashen face, she felt a little uncomfortable. She raised the hem of her clothes, squatted beside him, and said nicely, "Now, do you know what's wrong?"

Five-year-old Jiang Youlin curled up in the room, looked at his mother with a gentle smile, and nodded cautiously.

"Well……"

Mrs. Jiang opened the food box, and there was a plate of small and exquisite buns inside, which were steaming hot and exuded a strong fragrance.

Her eyes passed through the water mist faintly through the heat, and it took a long time to realize that they were a pair of numb eyes.

"Eat it. You can't spit it out this time."

"But, but mother, this hurts so much after eating this, my whole body hurts, please mother, Ah You doesn't want to eat this, please mother..." He begged in panic.

"Do you eat? I'll ask you again, do you eat or not?" Her eyes suddenly became fierce and sharp.

The child didn't dare to look at her like this, tremblingly: "No, no..."

"I'm telling you, you must eat! You useless waste, if you don't eat it, if you don't eat it, your life will be ruined!"

Mrs. Jiang was so angry that she smashed the jar, picked up the bun and stuffed it into Jiang Youlin's mouth.

"Mother, woo woo woo, mother, please, please..."

The crazy woman flushed with anger, and questioned him fiercely: "Without spiritual power, why are you the lord of Linjiang City? Wait until your father marries a few aunts and gives birth to sons who are stronger than you, hmph, our mother and I, Being ridiculed by that princess today, I will be stared at by those little bastards in the future!"

"Snapped--"

Jiang Youlin knocked the bun to the ground with his hands.

The bun rolled twice and fell into the straw beside it.

"Mother, mother?!"

At that moment, he felt unprecedented fear.

"Why is my life so hard? God, why did I give birth to a waste, this waste is not obedient? Life is hard, woo woo, I don't want to live... I don't want to live..."

Mrs. Jiang was crying so loudly that she was on the verge of going mad. While crying, she bumped her head against the pillar, making loud bangs.

Moments later, her head was bleeding, her makeup was messed up from crying, her eyes were rolled up, and she was foaming at the mouth, looking like a female ghost begging for life.

"Mom! I beg you! I beg you, baby!"

Countless teardrops fell from Jiang Youlin's eyes, and he knelt on the ground, not bothering to wipe them off.

"I know I was wrong. I am willing to do whatever mother asks me to do, as long as mother, mother, don't scare me like this. Mother, I was wrong! I was really wrong!! I was not filial to my mother, let her down !"

He hurriedly picked up the dusty bun on the ground, didn't even have time to wipe it, and stuffed it directly into his mouth, but after a while, his face was savagely hurt, his delicate almond eyes were bloodshot, but even so, the corners of his mouth turned up strangely, Indistinctly is a distorted smile.

"Ayou is so good, my mother likes you the most, if you persevere, our mother and I will have hope, there is hope..."

Jiang Youlin was drenched all over, his face was pale, his cheek was pressed against Mrs. Jiang's fragrant chest, his sweaty hair was sticky and cold.

He was panting like a dehydrated fish.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Youlin snorted weakly and said, "Well, there is hope."

His vision gradually blurred, and he passed out.

……

When he opened his eyes again, the child curled up in the firewood room had grown into a handsome young man.

At this time, he was holding a knife, standing by the edge of the iron cage, with a pair of thick eyelashes hanging down, and the time was hitting his side face, looking gentle and sad.

"Big brother, do you know when my mother will take Xiaoai out?"

The child held onto the two iron bars and looked up at him expectantly.

"Your mother sold you to us for 500 taels. Don't trust anyone in this world."

Xiao Ai let go of her palm in a daze, took a few steps back, and shook her head in denial: "No! No! You lied to me! You are a villain! You must be lying...Mother, mother, come and save Xiao Ai! Come and save I!"

Jiang Youlin's bloodless lips trembled for a moment, his mind was about to waver, he took a few breaths suddenly, and returned to his calm appearance at the beginning.

There was a dark light in his eyes, and he smiled softly: "Don't you want to go out? I will free you now."

"mother--"

In an instant, the knife fell from the hand, and blood spattered everywhere.

"Sir?"

Jiang Youlin wiped the blood-stained back of the knife carefully with silk, suppressed his smile, turned and left.

"Today my mother is visiting relatives and returning home. I will put her in your room first, and send her out tomorrow morning."

"Yes."

The attendant picked up the unconscious Xiao Ai and quietly walked out of this unlucky place.

In the long, bottomless corridor, the illuminated candlesticks were extinguished one by one, and everything fell into the unknown night.

It took only a moment to probe his mind, Jiang Qinfeng came back to his senses, but his mood was hard to calm down for a long time.

When he looked at Jiang Youlin again, the other party rarely turned his head and did not meet his gaze.

Mrs. Qing asked: "I don't know Mr. Xuehun, what do you think about this matter?"

This sentence drew everyone's attention to Jiang Qinfeng.

In other words, in fact, everyone has been secretly waiting for the famous Second Young Master Jiang, how can they face such a dilemma?

Yan Yiyun looked at him uneasily: "Don't do stupid things, you are far away in Shangqing, and you have never returned to Linjiang, this matter has nothing to do with you!"

"But that's Jiang's family after all, and Jiang's brother." Xu Xiaofeng was also very worried.

Xie Lingtan said with concern: "Xiaofeng, although I don't recommend you to do this, I support your decision no matter what."

The one present who cared most about Jiang Qinfeng's attitude was Jiang Youlin who had been silent all the time.

Jiang Qinfeng took a deep breath: "Senior elders, this junior thinks that Jiang Youlin's crimes are not worthy of death—"

"Fuck you! The crime doesn't deserve death? Mr. Xuehun, I admire your benevolence, righteousness and integrity, and I admire your profound cultivation, but in the face of such big right and wrong, you are so selfish!"

Many Shangqing cultivators were furious and immediately interrupted him.

"The younger generation is not selfish, but the main responsibility for this matter lies with the parents. Just now, the cultivator also said that the crime happened 15 years ago, and Jiang Youlin was only five or six years old. How could he resist his mad mother? So I thought, Murder for life is the crime of adults, no matter how much you accuse me, I, Jiang Qinfeng, will still say: Jiang Youlin, the crime does not deserve death."

Mrs. Qing thought for a while, and then said: "These two insane people are not worthy of being parents. Not only will they be sentenced to death, their positions will be stripped, and the title of the Jiang family for hundreds of years will also be destroyed in their hands. What did Liezong think when he saw it? But... Jiang Youlin, who made meritorious service in the battle of the devil, was really young when the crime happened, so I thought he could survive."

A waste without spiritual roots can make great contributions in the battle of the demons, so what are they?The monks became more and more aggrieved.

"Cut, I think, this Jiang Qinfeng cultivated so fast, he probably used this shady method to turn those without spiritual roots into spiritual roots, and those with spiritual roots into peerless spiritual roots. This family They're all sucking blood!"

"Yeah, they are a family, maybe... tsk tsk."

"Maybe Jiang Youlin is just a cover, and the real beneficiary behind it may be who it is!" Lingbao monk whispered.

Jiang Youlin, who was still calm just now, had blood from his fingertips as if he had been frozen, and felt cold all over his body. When he saw the group of monks staring at Jiang Qinfeng with suspicious and questioning eyes, his brain collapsed like a jade mountain, and his ears buzzed.

The pain of his parents did not make him panic.

The heavy crime did not shake his mind.

But what he fears the most is getting involved with Jiang Qinfeng at this time! !

He, Jiang Youlin, has committed a lot of crimes, and his death is not a pity, but Xiaofeng has nothing to do with it!

Jiang Youlin raised his head: "Today, I want to talk about one more important thing about the past, which Immortal Master Gongsun knows best."

Xiaofeng, his Xiaofeng, wanted to be the most admired immortal in the world, and to be the immaculate Haoxue in the cultivation world, so he should not have any involvement with him, a sinner.

Hearing Gongsun Ying, everyone's eyes turned to Jiang Youlin again.

He was dressed in red, and he was very beautiful. It's a pity that such a beauty is covered with sin.

Jiang Youlin took out a dagger from behind, and slowly pulled it away calmly.

"enough."

He smiled, even in such a desperate situation, his demeanor was still beautiful.

"It is enough that you are willing to speak for me."

"I am not biological brother Jiang Qinfeng, son of the snow soul of Shangqingjing. Back then, my Jiang family saw that he possessed a peerless spiritual root, so we forced him into our sect. Over the years, Shangqingjing has provided Linjiang with many benefits and benefits because of him. convenient."

"Pretend to be close to him, but in order to please, in fact, I am jealous of Jiang Qinfeng every day and night, wishing to dig out his spiritual roots and drink his blood."

His voice was trembling.

His reddish almond eyes were reflected in the cold light of the blade.

"No, no, Ayou! What are you doing!!" Mrs. Jiang cried loudly.

"Pfft-"

When the sharp blade pierced through the chest, there was only a muffled sound.

Blood flowed out continuously.

He has no spiritual roots, and the dagger is not only inserted into his heart, but also his spiritual field.

This knife was ruthless and accurate, wrapped in an astonishing aura, and it easily strangled half of his heart to a bloody mess, destroying his years of cultivation in one fell swoop.

Jiang Youlin half-knelt in a pool of blood, and immediately stood up with force. He let go of the blood-stained dagger and threw it down the cliff.

The cliff was so deep that no sound could be heard when a dagger fell into it.

But there was a pleasant smile on his brows.

"Such a spiritual root and spiritual field... I don't want it for a long time."

"no no--"

Mrs. Jiang burst into a howl suddenly, collapsed and fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face instantly.

"No, I didn't commit those crimes because of Ah You. I just couldn't stand them looking down on our Jiang family and Yu Fang. I forced them to do it all. He refused to eat it at first. , I crammed it all in like a duck, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Ayou, I'm sorry for your mother..."

The monk saw that Mrs. Jiang was really pitiful, and out of good intentions, he went to help her up, but the other party screamed as if struck by lightning, and bumped his head against a tree, no one could stop her.

As she hit it, she cried bitterly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Qing Lingyue quickly knocked her out, and said anxiously: "Oops, Mrs. Jiang seems to be crazy!"

Jiang Youlin bowed his head and remained silent. Although he did not speak, his face turned paler.City Lord Jiang was shaking even more, and was on the verge of collapse.

After such a commotion, the monks who planned to execute Jiang's family couldn't say anything, they looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

This one is over.

Gongsun Ying raised his eyes and continued to ask: "Everyone, don't you think there is something strange in this battle between immortals and demons?"

"Who destroyed the spirit lock cage where the high-ranking demons were imprisoned? In this battle, a lot of news was revealed, and even the whereabouts of several princes were clearly known by the demon cultivators. It was almost a big mistake. If no one gave How could it be such a coincidence that Moxiu tipped off the news?"

Just like before, the pursuing cultivator presented the evidence, all the evidence was there, and everything was complete.

The crowd was in an uproar.

If it comes to the matter of Lingtian, Jiang Youlin can be forgiven, but having an affair with a demon cultivator is really a heinous crime, and death is inevitable!

Jiang Qinfeng was startled.

Gongsun Ying came for him, or for Jiang Youlin.

Jiang Youlin obviously misunderstood what he meant, and his expression was disastrous: "...I didn't do that. I, Jiang Youlin, swear that I never colluded with Moyu. In this matter, I was framed."

"If you said you didn't do it, then you didn't do it? Digging up the spiritual roots and repairing the crimes in the spiritual field, the evidence is conclusive. You think that you will be discovered by the immortals sooner or later. It is only natural that you might as well seek refuge in the Demon Realm! When things come to an end, you still have to argue? !"

A monk yelled that his brother who was born and died was killed by a high-ranking demon. Naturally, he was furious at this traitor, wishing to stab this hypocrite with a knife!

"I—" Jiang Qinfeng was about to speak out, but was stopped by Mrs. Qing.

"Mr. Xuehun, I advise you not to get too close to him. You are far away from Shangqing. We believe that you have nothing to do with this matter, but if you continue to stop him like this, I'm afraid the resentment will be hard to quell." Mrs. Qing stopped him.

Xie Lingtan frowned: "There are countless disputes between immortals and demons. Xiaofeng, if there is no evidence, don't interfere."

"Everyone, I, Jiang, apologize to you on behalf of the evil son—" City Master Jiang knelt down on his knees and pleaded in a deep voice.

Jiang Youlin's expression hurt: "Father, I didn't, I really didn't, why don't you believe me? Don't kneel down to them because of this matter, there is absolutely no way for the child to betray the immortal way..."

"Snapped!"

"Nie Zi, shut up!"

City Lord Jiang's chest rose and fell, and he walked up to Jiang Youlin with strides, and slapped him hard.

A red palm print suddenly appeared on the snow-white cheek, which was hot and painful.

But the physical pain, no matter what, couldn't match his despair and grief at the moment.

"I am busy with city affairs, and I have been lacking in caring and discipline for their wives. It is my Jiang Yinghao's fault that I have committed such a big crime. I know that the crime is serious, and I have no face to ask for forgiveness. It's just... that's how I am. A child, can, can I use my own life for Jiang Youlin to live? Be an ordinary person and live..."

In an instant, City Lord Jiang's hair turned gray, and he looked ten years older in the blink of an eye.

"Quick, stop him quickly—he's going to blow himself up!!!" Huang Jingjing panicked in fright.

Self-explosion not only means that the sex is no longer there, but also the soul is shattered, disappearing between the heaven and the earth forever.

"boom!!!!"

Jiang Youlin straightened his fair neck, closed his eyes, his eyes were mottled with tears, like a swan waiting to be killed.

"We, we didn't expect this to happen..."

"They deserve what they deserve, right? Oh, look, there are only two left, oh, one Mr. Jiang, what should we do?"

"Young Master Jiang, look, look, your parents are responsible for such a serious crime. I, Huang, haven't seen it for hundreds of years. It's hard to deal with, hard to deal with." Huang Jingjing sighed. .

Qing Lingyue lowered her eyes: "Master Huang, his spiritual field is completely destroyed now, and his life is not long. His mother has also gone crazy in front of him, and his father is not here. This..."

"Jiang Qinfeng, no, you and I have different identities. Now that I am a sinner, I have to honorably call you Master Xuehun."

Jiang Youlin's eyes were piercing, and he looked directly at Jiang Qinfeng who was stunned.

"Although I have always hated and hated you, I think you are pretending and pious, but people are dying, and their words are good. Do you want to know your real life experience? Come here, let me tell you."

"No, Ayou, you won't die..."

The man in red on the cliff smiled slightly.

He was so weak that he couldn't stand still, leaned against Jiang Qinfeng's ear, and said in a low voice: "When I was pushed by everyone, you must remember—"

"Remember what?"

He didn't respond, but just held his brother's cold hand and placed it meaningfully on his broken heart.

Jiang Qinfeng's pupils shrank suddenly: "Ayou, you can't—"

"You must remember to push me hard like this."

"Do not!!!!"

As the wind whizzed by, Jiang Youlin had a gentle smile on his lips, which was different from the cute illusion in the past. This time, although the smile was shallow, it was more real.

"You must also remember that you will not suffer any grievances because of me..."

Countless past flashed through my mind, the cold woodshed, the dark corridor, the blood-stained iron cage... Finally, it was frozen in an ordinary afternoon, when the boy recklessly broke in and knocked out the Baozi, hugging his trembling body.

In fact, that was the first time Jiang Youlin realized that his life was so bright.

If the wind that accompanied me to die was a wind that I dreamed of, that sinful soul would also become a little lighter.

It is so lucky to be able to gaze at this light and fall into the eternal night again.