Rujing

Zhan Yue was shocked when he heard the words, and he didn't care about the presence of an outsider like Mr. Fei Yu, so he stepped forward and grabbed the bell by the collar, "What do you mean that few parts of your body are original? What is Dao Xin?" Collapsed?"

Yinglingzi was the most impatient to deal with these sword cultivators who killed thousands of swords, one or two, either put the sword on his neck or grabbed his collar tightly. "Let's go! You old bull-nosed! If you don't like listening to it, get out of my Jinshan Peak!"

Mo Rulin also came forward to persuade, "Senior brother, let go first, it won't be too late to start after he finishes speaking."

Hearing the first half of his sentence, the bell ringer thought in his heart that this kid would finally be able to speak human words, but when he heard the second half of his sentence, he blew his beard and stared at his eyes angrily, and cursed angrily: "What do you mean it's never too late to do it again?" ? What do you mean it’s never too late?! Let me go! I’m quitting! I’m going to Xinglin!!!”

Zhan Yue's face became darker when he heard the words, he held his collar and pushed him on the stone bench, staring at him and said: "Go to Xinglin?"

Mo Rulin's expression was not very good either.Rattle Bell is the doctor of Juntian Sword Sect, he is gone, if the disciple of the sect is injured, do they still have to beg to go to someone else's house?Immediately frowning, he said seriously: "I will gather disciples of Hongfeng Peak and break through the apricot forest within three days!"

Ringing Bell was inexplicably sad and angry, and flattened his mouth, "Do you still want to know about Xiao Rujing's situation?"

It was only then that Zhan Yue remembered that Rujing's situation was still in this person's hands, "Ah! That's right! Rujing!"

Bell Ringer slapped Zhan Yue's hand off his collar, and angrily cursed: "Sword cultivator with a brain!"

At this time, Mr. Fei Yu silently glanced at the sword that seemed to be a magic weapon of natal life hanging on his waist, but did not speak.

Diao Lingzi straightened his collar casually, and finally said: "Living people refine weapons."

Those four words made Taoist Zhanyue pale in an instant.

Bell rattled a long sigh, and continued: "I don't know who has tampered with him. The bones, meridians, and viscera in his body have all been replaced with some refining materials, and even the blood has been completely replaced. There is a monster heart that has never been heard or seen before! It can be said that he is like a net, and now he can no longer be called a human..."

"Nonsense!" Zhan Yue yelled coldly, "How could Rujing not be a human? Could it be that you can tell the difference between a human and a demon with your heart and a few drops of blood?"

Rattler's eyes widened, and he yelled back: "Who told you it's just a heart and a few drops of blood? He only has this shell and half of his soul is his own! The other half is unknown If the formation is locked, if the formation is activated, he will not even know who he is! I told you that this is only a physical problem, and the most serious thing is his Dao heart! Dao heart! Collapse It’s gone! You’re so fucking broken! His state of mind is not as good as that of a baby who just practiced Qi! Do you think he’s injured and can’t wake up? He’s avoiding the outside world, impatient Wake up!"

As if struck by lightning, Zhan Yue was speechless for a few moments, the veins on his forehead popped out, the sword array was pressed down again, he turned his head to Lord Feiyu and said viciously: "Who is the thief who has caused him so much?"

Mr. Feiyu was as silent as a mountain, not saying a word.

Zhan Yue's anger rose, and he was about to utter evil words: "Are you unwilling to say it, or are you afraid to say it? If you hide it like this, could it be that you are the one who caused him to come here?"

Thinking about how he forcibly brought Jiang Rujing back to the Tianyuan Realm regardless of Jiang Rujing's feelings, Feiyu-jun blinked, and a trace of self-blame flashed in his eyes, and Zhan Yue and the others took a real look at him.

"Well, you demon cultivator! Do you really think that there is no one in my Juntian Sword Sect?" Zhan Yue cursed, and the "Tiantian Sword" appeared in his hand, and he rushed towards Feiyu Jun with great momentum.

This temper is really very Jun Tian Jianzong's style.

Mr. Feiyu was a little helpless, no wonder everyone said that Juntian Sword Sect's people were hard to deal with, he really didn't want to deal with anyone except Jiang Rujing!

According to his seniority, this person should also be Jiang Rujing's senior brother. Looking at him like this, he loves Jiang Rujing very much.Mr. Fei Yu thought like this, only defending, not attacking, and tired of explaining, he simply said "It's not me", but it didn't have much convincing force.Zhan Yue's mighty and fierce moves came out one after another, and he bombed indiscriminately. Seeing the medicine field he had planted so hard being destroyed in pieces, he rang the bell and his mind was stunned. He passed out and woke up. Cried for seven days.

Jiang Rujing was dreaming again.

A very beautiful dream.

Dreamed of his home, his Juntian Sword Sect.

Dreaming of the vast land stretching for thousands of miles, connected with mountains and seas, dreaming of giant whales swimming lightly along the waves, dreaming of dandelions being blown silently in the jungle, dreaming of light golden warm sun falling on every disciple in the martial arts field On the blue and white intertwined Taoist robe, I dreamed that a butterfly with large wings broke out of its cocoon and flew into the distance...

"Rujing." In the chaos, a voice sounded so familiar.

"Master...?" Jiang Rujing replied in a daze.

"Are you willing to watch Juntian Sword Sect thousands of times in your dreams, but you don't want to open your eyes and see her in real life?" The voice was tolerant, with a slight smile in it.

Tears leaked from the corners of Jiang Rujing's tightly closed eyes, "This disciple is dull and has no face to face the master."

"Heh..." In the emptiness, the man chuckled, swept his palm over with a flick of his sleeve, and slapped Jiang Rujing on the face, "What a hypocrite!"

This slap, crisp and powerful, directly woke him up.

When you open your eyes, you can see the blue and clear sky, with colorful clouds floating above it, like dancing in a light gauze, very beautiful. Below you is the sparkling cold spring, radiating a little bit of cold air, to dispel misfortune.

Taiqingfeng?Ferry Pond?

Jiang Rujing shuddered all over and sat up.

"boom--"

Jiang Rujing turned her head to look, and saw, among the frost-colored rocks, a boy in a bun in a blue and white Taoist uniform was looking at him with his mouth wide open, and a basket of spirit stones was scattered on the ground at his feet, shining brightly.

"Master, Master!" The young man Jiang Rujing had never seen exclaimed, his expression filled with surprise, "I, I, I! I'm going to tell Master Master and Master Mo!" It has already gone far away, only the sound is heard from afar.

Jiang Rujing was taken aback, thinking who am I and where am I?

"His name is Qiu Shanwen, and he is a disciple accepted by your senior brother Ru Lin Daojun on your behalf." A voice that was as gentle as possible but obviously tense came from behind.

Jiang Rujing paused, neither turned her head nor spoke.

A look of sadness flashed across the eyes of the blond man, and he opened his mouth to explain to him: "I heard that this child respected you since he was a child, and he often came to Taiqing Peak to visit you after he entered the mountain. If Lord Lin felt his sincerity, he accepted it for you. He. I've seen him a few times these days, and he seems like a good boy."

That figure was motionless, it was really colder than that pool of ice spring.

Mr. Feiyu's voice became dry, and he spoke a little faster, "Master Rattle Peak is looking for a way to reshape your body, and your leader is also looking for treasures of heaven and earth, and..."

"Brush—" The man stood up, and the Lingling ice spring slipped from his sleeve, and fell into the spring with tiny splashes.

Mr. Fei Yu stopped talking, looked at the man's back, and fell into silence.

It took a long time before his eyes became resolute again, and the azure eyes were crystal clear, reflecting the back of the man.

He said, "I am worthy of you, Yuming."

Jiang Rujing lowered her eyes, neither sad nor happy.

Mr. Feiyu walked down the ice spring and stood opposite him, facing the face that made Shanhe pale and Xianyue dumb, he didn't smile, and said in a flat tone, "I just want you to know that it is my instinct to protect you .”

His tone was so flat, as if he was just saying that he forgot to eat today.

Jiang Rujing said "Oh" slowly, and asked after a long time, "How is Salvation City?"

Salvation City.

The city that was supposed to be guarded by him.

The companions he swore to live and die with.

Mr. Feiyu silently took out a piece of silver crystal from his sleeve, bounced it into the air, and the crystal turned into scenes.

On the vast battlefield, with endless corpses, Kalodan stood surrounded by tens of thousands of soldiers in the sea of ​​corpses. He raised his head to look at the dazzling sunlight, covered his eye sockets, and pressed the destroyed communication device. A certain button on the button, softly said: "Don't cry for me, and don't remember my name."

Dimora, covered in blood, had his weapon destroyed. Standing in front of the city gate, he pulled out the long knife left by Ace. His eyes were fierce like wolves, and he stared at the army slowly arriving ahead. There were more than a dozen soldiers behind him. There was no flinching expression on his face.

There is also the city full of gunpowder, and under the statue of the Goddess Salaisa covered in mottled scars, thousands of surviving city residents, old and young, walked out of the air-raid shelter, jumped into the sea of ​​rebirth outside the city, and died in the city—their The story also ended when the city was destroyed and relatives were killed.

And Li Lie.

Li Lie with crazy, dark, paranoid and chilling eyes.

He frantically searched the city.

"Where's Jiang Rujing?!"

"Where is Jiang Rujing?!"

He seemed to have been robbed of something important, his expression was distorted and terrifying, even the bravest soldiers dared not approach him.

"Mr. Feiyu..." He seemed to realize something, stopped searching around, slowly raised his head, and stared at it, traveling through time and space, staring out of the image like a maggot attached to a bone.

He didn't say a word, but Jiang Rujing felt suffocated, as if the man's hand had already grabbed his neck, and at some point he would take everything away from him again.

With a pale face, he looked at Li Lie through the image for a while, until the image disappeared, and Jiang Rujing sat down in the ice spring exhausted, looking out of his wits.

Mr. Feiyu didn't choose to support him or pull him up.A flash of lightning shot out from his fingertips, smashing the silver crystal, and turning around, he said, "You'll still look for him, right?"

Jiang Rujing seemed to be still stuck in those images, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

Mr. Feiyu looked at him for a while, with a smile on his face, his eyes were so sad that he wanted to die, he quickly turned his back, and cursed very rarely.

"Traitor, there is nothing I can do about you..."

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No. 2: Keke, Lao Li turned over the water and lost the net!

Immortal Wugou (dead fish eyes): Jiang Rujing, get up and go to work!