The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

Zhou Beinan's face changed suddenly, and he suddenly pulled out the short spear from his waist. Zhou Xian also had a sympathy with him, almost at the same time, he pulled out the short spear on his back and threw it in the direction of Xu Xingzhi!

The two light tracks intersected in the air, forming a cross, piercing the cloud and cracking the rocks and submerging into the stone pillar, which happened to hold Xu Xingzhi's waist, so that the falling force would not tear his broken right arm.

Qu Chi flew up, riding the wind and dust, and came straight to Xu Xingzhi, trying to separate him from the stone pillar. However, the several transparent spiritual forces pierced Xu Xingzhi's arm through countless holes, nailing him to death. On the pillar, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that if he wanted to take Xingzhi away smoothly, the only way was to tear off half of his arm.

He could only support Xu Xingzhi's waist, and use his sleeve to wipe away the black blood bubbling from the corner of his lips: "Do it, do it!"

Xu Xingzhi murmured: "My hand..."

Qu Chi looked down, and saw that his right hand was like a ball of torn cotton wool, twisting and twitching and hanging down, looking abnormally soft.

The turbulent blood choked Qu Chi's eyes and said: "Okay, I will find a way to let you down, just bear with it..."

Xu Xingzhi asked in a low voice: "...Why can't I see anything?"

Qu Chi looked at this younger brother who had known him for ten years and had always been flamboyant, his lips trembled violently: "It's okay, rely on me, don't be afraid, ah."

"Brother..." The pain from the ten fingers to the heart gradually swelled in the body, Xu Xingzhi tossed and turned in pain, and hit the stone pillar with the back of his head desperately, "Save me..."

Qu Chi looked at his battered right arm in bewilderment.

The pure spiritual power of monk Nascent Soul was shining in his blood-flowing wound, and being suppressed by such spiritual power, he didn't know how to rescue Xu Xingzhi at all.

He drew out the long sword in his waist and put the blade on Xu Xingzhi's right shoulder.

...Perhaps chopping off his right arm can reduce his pain?

Xu Xingzhi didn't realize it, he leaned on him, and his left hand, which was still able to move, grabbed his arm tightly: "Brother..."

Qu Chi has held a sword for many years, and for the first time in his life, his hands trembled and his eyes were blurred to the point where he couldn't align.

After a while, he hugged Xu Xingzhi tightly with one arm, and pushed the blade back into the scabbard again.

While pouring spiritual power into Xu Xingzhi's body without reservation, he hugged his head and comforted him with a trembling voice: "Brother is here, brother is not leaving."

Before the sudden change, some of the disciples of Fengling Mountain could not regain their senses, and some of them didn't believe that Xu Xingzhi was a ghost cultivator at all. It wasn't until they saw Xu Xingzhi suffer this strange punishment that they all became terrified and fell to their knees instantly.

Yuan Ruzhou took the lead to bow down, and shouted in a crying voice: "Senior brother was wronged! There are thieves who framed senior brother!!"

Immediately, the voices of Fengling disciples, including many other disciples of the three sects, came over like a tsunami: "Senior brother, you are wronged! You are wronged!"

The disciples knelt together, Wen Xuechen also clasped the armrests of the wheelchair with both hands, his legs fought, pushed the wheelchair back hard, and smashed his knees on the cold ground.

Because of his health, Wen Xuechen has always been granted permission not to bow down and salute, but at this time, he exhausted his strength and almost compressed every word in his chest, so that every word was full of anger: " Lord Qingjing, Lord Guangfu! Why are you rushing to punish Xu Xingzhi before this matter has been brought to court, and secondly, why are you so hasty? How can you convince the public!"

Zhou Xian knelt down with him, tears were streaming down his face, unable to speak a word.

Seeing Xu Xingzhi's blood, Zhou Beinan was so angry that he refused to even kneel down: "Mr. Qingjing, Mr. Guangfu, the younger generation has always said that Xu Xingzhi's actions are ridiculous. Today, it seems that it is because of his actions!"

Zhou Yunlie, the leader of Ying Tianchuan, changed his expression: "Bei Nan, step back! Stop talking nonsense!"

Zhou Beinan has the same temperament, so he can't take care of anyone: "Father, the two emperors of Fengling Mountain have no regard for human life. You and the elders have been close friends with him for many years. It's not good to criticize them face to face. Let my son say this!"

He turned to Lord Qing Jing, and said in a stern voice, "Don't blame this junior for being presumptuous. If you can't give a reason for the punishment today, I, Zhou Beinan, will never let it go!"

Mr. Guangfu never thought that such a massive counterattack would be caused, nor did he think that his brother would directly nail Xu Xingzhi to the white jade pillar in front of the hall.

According to common sense, as long as the bell is used to break his right hand bone, first cut off his ability to write and write, and confirm his crime, and then deal with it slowly in private, why should he be punished for public display? Getting things out of hand?

Even so, Mr. Guangfu still habitually defends Mr. Qingjing's actions: "Xu Xingzhi concealed his identity as a ghost cultivator and plotted against him. His heart can be punished! Senior brother dealt with it in time and punished him, what's wrong?! "

When Lu Yujiu heard that Mr. Guangfu accused Xu Xingzhi like this, his eye circles turned red immediately, and before he could even rush to Wen Xuechen's side, he cried out amidst the grievances: "No! The ghost clan engraving is not like Senior Brother Xu's! He... umm!"

Lu Yujiu was horrified to find that he couldn't speak a word.

He was cursed with the sound-stopping curse!

……Who?who is it?

Lu Yu looked around nervously, and after a while, he felt something in his heart, and turned his eyes full of tears to Xu Xingzhi, who was nailed immobile.

Xu Xingzhi leaned on Qu Chi's shoulder, his consciousness recovered slightly, his eyes were downcast, others couldn't see where his eyes fell, but Lu Yujiu instinctively felt that he was looking at himself.

The fingers of his left hand that rested on Qu Chi's shoulder were pinched slightly, and the fingertips bloomed like small flowers.

...is it really Senior Brother Xu?Brother Xu heard his shout?

But... why?Why not let yourself justify him?

After a while, he saw Xu Xingzhi's lips start to squirm.

He didn't make any sound, but Lu Yujiu could clearly see every word he uttered: "Xiao Lu, if you defend me, anyone can say it, but you can't say it."

He gestured with his little finger tremblingly: "...we have an appointment."

Lu Yujiu froze in place, and gradually understood.

——At this time, Xu Xingzhi has been forcibly charged with crimes, and Lu Yujiu will definitely be forced to ask why he is so familiar with the engraving of the ghost clan if he can't give a reasonable explanation. Stay and interrogate with Xu Xingzhi.

The Ghost Cultivator seal on Xu Xingzhi's body is fake, but the seal on Lu Yujiu's body is certain.

He could stand the investigation, but Lu Yujiu couldn't.

... It is such a simple reason not to let him argue.

As early as when he first met in Taihua Mountain, he made an appointment with Xu Xingzhi, and he promised that he would never reveal his identity as a ghost cultivator.

Lu Yujiu burst into tears, covered her face and knelt down in the commotion of the crowd.

Sa Luo admired the chaos arising from below, and stroked his lips with his fingers to hide the uncontrollable smile.

This group of people from the Immortal Sect, no matter it was decades ago or decades later, they are all exactly the same funny.

The voice in the body said hoarsely: "Let go... let it go."

"If I don't let you go, what do you do?" Saluo asked himself jokingly, "...Does your heart hurt?"

After that, he twisted his left thumb and index finger tightly again to drive his spiritual power, only to see Xu Xingzhi, who had already fallen into a semi-comatose on the white jade pillar, choked out another mouthful of blood.The spiritual power that had been at rest twitched again like a steel drill in Xu Xingzhi's body, completely crushing his right finger bone that had already been shattered into bone dregs.

...It was this hand that pointed a dagger at Saluo's neck just now.

At that time, Saluo was robbing Lord Qingjing for his body, and dealing with this son was just a matter of convenience.But even so, he couldn't tolerate his defeat at all, especially losing to this junior who dared to step on his head!

If it wasn't for Mr. Qing Jing who was still stubbornly resisting in his body, dragging him to death, he would have just let the spiritual power residing in the hexagonal bell go straight into Xu Xingzhi's heart, smashing all the bones in his body!

Saluo thought of something again, and said with a sinister smile, "Has Xu Xingzhi ever fucked you?"

"..."

"Probably not." Saluo mocked maliciously, "Do you know how tight you are?"

"..."

Facing Saluo's insulting words, Mr. Qingjing didn't send a single word, which made Saluo faintly irritable: "...speak."

Mr. Qing Jing still did not speak.

The shadow between Saluo's brows and eyes became more and more serious: "What do you mean?...He touched you? Talk!!!"

Facing such silence, Saluo only felt slighted, and grinned at the body, "Don't tell me? Great, I have plenty of ways to make you..."

As soon as the words fell, he felt a numbness in his dantian, and his face became condensed: "What are you going to do?"

In the next moment, he understood: This person is actually going to explode his spirit body!

Are these cultivators so good-looking?Just saying the last two sentences and committing suicide?

He couldn't care less about gossiping with Lord Qing Jing, cursed secretly, and once again used the power of the Nascent Soul inside to fight with him.

When the two of them were fighting in the same body until the sky was turned upside down, Mr. Fuyao at the side couldn't bear to see Wen Xuechen kneeling for a long time, so he stepped forward and persuaded: "Mr. Qingjing, let us watch this child grow up together." Yes. Although his temperament is a bit out of the way, and he occasionally speaks disrespectfully, but he is declared to be a ghost cultivator just based on an unexamined ghost clan engraving, is it... Qing Jingjun?!"

At first, he saw Mr. Qing Jing frowning tightly, thinking that he was depressed about Xu Xingzhi's matter, but who would have thought that, just halfway through his words, he saw Mr. Qing Jing stretched out his right hand, tremblingly clenched the index finger of his left hand.

Next, there was a loud snapping sound from the base of the index finger.

As soon as the source of maintaining spiritual power was cut off, the spiritual power that had disturbed half of Xu Xingzhi's body into a shapeless shape also dissipated.

Xu Xingzhi's body fell heavily and leaned against Qu Chi.

Mr. Fuyao was horrified: "Mr. Qingjing! You..."

A bout of cold sweat trickled down his pale cheeks. Taking advantage of the moment when he regained his body, he locked several big holes with his fingers, making sure that even he could not break through these holes in half an hour. Seal, just now collapsed to the side exhausted, and passed out from exhaustion.

Seeing Mr. Qingjing fall down, Mr. Guangfu was shocked. He grabbed his waist and called "Senior brother" twice in a helpless manner.

Qing Jingjun gritted his teeth tightly, his face pale.

Lord Guangfu was worried about Lord Qingjing, and shouted sharply: "Disciple Fengling! Take Xu Xingzhi down and put him in custody for now!"

None of the Fengling disciples below were willing to move.

Lord Guangfu's expression changed: "What are you going to do? Are you disobeying the master?!"

There was still no one answering, even Yuan Ruzhou, who always obeyed his words, clenched his fists and stared at him in bewilderment and reluctance.

...Mere Xu Xingzhi already has such influence and supporters?

Lord Guangfu suppressed the horror in his heart, turned to Qu Chi, took a step back and said, "Qu Chi, take him into Fengling Dungeon and imprison him. You will watch over him, and don't let him escape."

Qu Chi, who embraced Xu Xingzhi, never looked back, which almost never happened to Qu Chi, who always abides by etiquette.

He restrained and said: "He is seriously injured and needs medical treatment. He can't stand the cold air in the dungeon. I will take him back to his palace to rest."

Lord Guangfu pointed out something: "Then, the responsibility of guarding him falls on you. If he escapes..."

Qu Chi then turned around and said, "Until his grievances are clear, he won't leave, and I won't leave either."

Mr. Guangfu was upset and said, "You can do whatever you want."

When he saw Xu Xingzhi being nailed to the stone pillar just now, Xu Pingsheng's legs softened and he sat down on the ground, just watching the dripping blood winding down the pillar.

Seeing Mr. Guangfu on the stage hugging Mr. Qingjing who fainted and wanted to leave, Xu Pingsheng woke up like a dream, staggered and rushed over, screaming: "No...no! It's okay...it's my brother, he is My brother!! I admit it, Master! Xu Xingzhi is my own brother, he is not a ghost cultivator! He is not! Please let him go! I beg you!"

The crowd that had been quiet became agitated again because of his heart-wrenching few words.

Lord Guangfu no longer paid attention to his pleading words, hastily announced that the grand meeting was suspended, then waved his sleeves and left with Lord Qingjing in his arms.

Qu Chi didn't dare to neglect, he also hugged Xu Xingzhi who was already unconscious, and walked away on the wind.

Zhou Beinan didn't even have time to beat Xu Pingsheng, he helped Wen Xuechen up, and hurried to the palace where Xu Xingzhi lived with Zhou Xian.

All the princes and elders went back to the other halls, waiting for the news.

After all the elders left, the disciples really started discussing.Countless contemptuous gazes were cast on Xu Pingsheng.

"Is he really the brother's brother? Then why didn't he say it just now?"

"Brother Xu is injured like that, why is he pretending?"

"Senior Brother Xu's hand looks like it's going to be broken..."

"how come?!"

"I'm close and can see clearly, his hand bones are broken..."

Xu Pingsheng hugged his head, but he couldn't completely isolate these voices. He lay down on the ground in embarrassment, and smashed his forehead to the ground, mixing soil, ashes, messy hair and blood together, and coagulated strands of it.

Why did it become like this...

Didn't Mr. Qing Jing always love Xing Zhi?how come...

Xu Pingsheng covered his rumbling ears, a gust of rain and wind blew past him and wrapped him up. He wept in despair, hoping that the cool rain could completely wake up this nightmare.

When he wakes up, he will run to the palace of Xingzhi and tell him that he will recognize this younger brother. Xingzhi will definitely find it funny, laughing that he cried and cried for this dream, but he will accept it gladly, just like he used to accept Like his own jealousy, informants and indifference, he can always accept everything about himself.

...Wake up, hurry up.

In the evening, Fengling was covered with dense clouds, mountains and rivers were dim, the wind blew up, the rain fell, and the disciples of the four sects dispersed, but no one left Fengling.

The ring was withdrawn, and the high platform no longer existed, only a puddle of blood was continuously diluted by the rain under the white jade pillar not far from the front of the hall. A few Fengling disciples cleaned the bloody pillar with tears in their eyes.

While the disciples were busy in silence, the door of the Green Bamboo Hall opened.

Mr. Guangfu came out and saw the figures in the rain, and asked, "Is Xu Xingzhi awake?"

One of them replied: "The disciple went to see it just now, and the senior brother woke up. Senior sister Yuan is taking care of him."

Lord Guangfu frowned: "From today onwards, Xu Xingzhi is no longer your senior brother."

Everyone responded to him with silence.

Lord Guangfu didn't want to care too much about these young disciples: "You guys go to his hall and pass a message, ask Qu Chi to bring Xu Xingzhi to the Qingzhu Hall, and Lord Qingjing will interrogate him himself."

At this time, at the foot of Fengling Mountain, two disciples guarding the gate of Nanshan Mountain were also discussing today's events.

One of them was talking vigorously when another disciple touched his arm with the hilt of his sword.

A group of figures in Fengling uniform appeared in the rain curtain. Because the rain covered their eyes, it was not until the group approached that the two disciples who guarded the mountain recognized that the leader was Meng Chongguang.

Today was too hectic, almost everyone forgot that Fengling still had a group of disciples who went to Nanshan Col to hunt down ghouls and never returned, so no one told them what happened today.

After seeing Meng Chongguang, one of the disciples said in surprise: "...he is back."

The other said: "What's the use of him coming back? What else can he do but cry?"

The voices of both of them were not low, and Meng Chongguang also heard some words, but he never listened to what others said about him.

In his opinion, those are no different from a rooster crowing.

He lowered his head, only thinking about why his brother didn't send him a spiritual letter today.

Obviously in the past few days, no matter how busy he was, he would receive one or two spiritual letters every day, either to talk about daily gossip, or to coax himself and ask himself if he had calmed down, but today there was no word at all. strangeness.

When Meng Chongguang stepped into the mountain gate, he saw Qu Chi supporting another young man, walking with him, and walking to the gate of the Green Bamboo Hall. Qu Chi knocked on the door, and the door opened, and Lord Guangfu walked out, pushing the young man away. After entering the palace gate, he left the Green Bamboo Palace with Qu Chi.

Before Qu Chi left, he seemed reluctant and looked back frequently.

There was no moon or stars in the sky, and Meng Chongguang couldn't see clearly, but the figure pushed into the Green Bamboo Hall looked a bit like a senior brother.

...But when has the brother's back been so weak and helpless?

The author has something to say: Meng Chongguang just thought he was wrong, turned around and walked straight to Xu Xingzhi's palace.

The younger brother behind him called him: "Senior brother Meng, we have to meet the master and uncle first, and explain the mission of Nanshan Col this time."

Meng Zhong didn't turn his head back, and said concisely: "You go first. I'll go find my brother."