Master, save me! [Transmigration Book]

The night in Gucheng was endless, and it was so quiet that you could hear the sound of a needle falling.Zhang Xiaoming laughed muffled, and the few people below did not speak.

Leng Beixi was completely unaware of this matter, but Xuanyuan Kun was different, and Xiao Biejun was even more so. They all looked condensed when they heard this.

What does this mean? Could it be that...

On the long corridor, I saw Lin Yi's unidentified appearance, while Zhang Xiaoming moved in the other side, and continued to sit leisurely and leisurely on his reclining chair.With a beautifully curved jaw slightly raised, Zhang Xiaoming smiled proudly

"Master Tianwai, haven't you guessed it yet?"

His expression of being able to deal with the monk in front of him during the tribulation period made Lin Yi really uncertain about the ultimate goal of this person.

Lin Yi looked at the person on the reclining chair, and calmly said, "Why do you need to guess again? Now that you have said so much, how can I still not know that you and Fang Yanting were born together? One body, two souls, and so on. What you can do, must be easy to do. Bingdi Liancihun...Fang Pingting, I have no way of knowing whether she really exists, so I naturally believe your words." When I came to Canglu Mountain, I hit the opponent plan.

But if there was no compassion at that time, there would be no trouble today!

Lin Yi paused, then looked at the cups on the table and said, "Even if I came to Gucheng today, didn't you do it on purpose?"

"Not bad." Zhang Xiaoming admitted frankly, with a smile on his face, raised his hand and clapped twice, then turned his head and poured the wine by himself, "Knowing the trap, you still come here for Bai Zirou, should you say you are too conceited, or should you say you are too conceited?" ..." The meaningful tone was hidden in the wine.

Or...has there been any changes in the real people outside the sky?

The two looked at each other silently for a long while, Lin Yi closed his eyes to get rid of the thoughts in his eyes, and said solemnly, "Flowers are not flowers, and fog is not fog. Do what you think, why can't it be?"

No matter how Zhang Xiaoming escaped in the first place, it doesn't matter anymore.Since this person is still alive and well, he must be eliminated if he can, how can he be allowed to commit many evil deeds in the future?Moreover, Lin Yi didn't think that the other party would easily stop because of his true identity.

At this moment, I just want to delay some more time, and use the eye of magic to find the traces of Bai Zirou and Jin Mei as soon as possible.

"Oh?" Zhang Xiaoming's eyes were bright, and he looked curious.

"Who is the flower that the real person said, and who is the fog?"

Lin Yi thought about it, but said calmly, "If I am not the real person outside the sky in your cognition, you still have to stick to your so-called 'Day of Heaven'. In terms of cultivation, killing me...isn't that easy." Lin Yi Approaching him, stretching his hand against the jade pot that was about to leave the table to pour wine again, Zhang Xiaoming raised his eyes, with obvious surprise in his eyes.

"you……"

Lin Yi picked up the beautiful wine jug and poured wine into the empty cup in the man's hand, his voice was like the current of water, soft and peaceful, "Zhang Xiaoming, I think you are familiar with the book "The Lonely Sword".

The sound was like a stone falling, falling into the water and turbulent waves.The cold wine in Zhang Xiaoming's cup was rippling, messing up the shadow of his face reflected on it.

Lin Yi raised his eyebrows, "Tell me about your purpose, how about we make a deal?"

……

Under the long corridor, layers of faint light reflected red from the continuous pieces of lantern paper, illuminating the faces of several people holding their breath, like a layer of bloody murderous light shrouded in horror, Xiao Biejun and Leng Beixi The two became more serious and worried more than before.

In the dead and silent Gucheng, the two people who were talking on it could only see the movement of their lips and the subtle expression on their faces.

It was so quiet that they couldn't hear what the two people above were saying.

Clearly... it was because of the enchantment that made it difficult for them to hear.

After a long while, Leng Beixi finally said, "What is the real person telling him?" Xiao Biejun shook his head, "I don't know, it should be a barrier."

In the eyes of several people, Lin Yi was toasting with Zhang Xiaoming for a drink, and he looked quite at ease.

Mr. Xiao Bie didn't understand why, and couldn't hear the conversation, he shook his head and sighed, "It's really hard to break through with our cultivation base. I also don't know what the real person is talking about."

Xuanyuan Kun has always been deep and calm, but at this time it was rare to frown, and the light in his eyes flickered.

"Bai Zirou and Jinmei are buried in Chanxin Jiange in the southeast and Jianqiu in the northwest."

"Chanxin Jiange?" Leng Beixi's face was slightly stern, and there was an imperceptible sadness in the frost.Then these emotions dissipated quickly, and the iron-like face hidden in the night still had that cold look, and Leng Beixi didn't say much anymore.Xiao Biejun said 'hmm', and was about to ask Xuanyuan Kun how he knew what Lin Yi said.But Xuanyuan Kun first explained, "I understand a little bit of lip language, that's what Master said just now."

Without squinting, Xuanyuan Kun seemed to have gone a long way in his thoughts, but just after he said this, Lin Yi drank the glass of wine, put the glass on the table, and smiled slightly with Zhang Xiaoming. sincere.How much hypocrisy is wrapped in this sincerity?The two people who looked at each other knew each other well.

The enchantment disappeared, and Lin Yi returned to the front of the group of people. He didn't know what kind of narcissus wine was in Zhang Xiaoming's pot. It was too intoxicating, but after drinking three small cups, Lin Yi felt a burning sensation in his chest.

The people under the red light couldn't see Lin Yi's blushing abnormality. Before everyone could ask, Lin Yi responsibly told the conversation he had with Zhang Xiaoming just now. "The deity agreed to what he asked. You don't need to ask more about this. You just need to know that you can break the formation and save people with peace of mind. He will not interfere. If the deity can break the formation, he can take people away."

Lin Yi looked at Xuanyuan Kun, and said, "Go to the Burial Sword Hill alone as a teacher. Jin Mei is in the Chanxin Sword Pavilion. The three of you go together."

Gucheng was originally the hometown of Leng Beixi and Xiao Biejun. Where is Chanxin Jiange, I believe that it can be found in minutes without others telling.As for the Burial Sword Hill, it is the source of the most abundant spiritual power, and it is difficult for Lin Yi not to sense it.

Regarding the matter of Lin Yi walking alone, Xiao Leng and Xiao Leng didn't feel any difference at all.

This is also very normal. After all, their cultivation bases are really incomparable. No one would think it wrong for the strong to walk alone.But after Lin Yi said this, Xuanyuan Kun didn't hesitate, and agreed casually.

Lin Yi was a little hesitant by this happy response, "You... have nothing to ask as a teacher?"

Xuanyuan Kun looked at him, but turned his eyes away again, "No, since it's Master's instructions, I'll follow suit."

The atmosphere was suddenly a little subtle, the handsome young man in white didn't smile at all, he just saluted Lin Yi respectfully.Lin Yi raised his sleeves to cover most of his face, and he raised his hands to rub the center of his brows as if trying to hide something, and disappeared along with his sight and eyes.

It's not that he didn't notice Xuanyuan Kun's abnormality and some unpleasant emotions in his tone, but he didn't ask any more questions with a guilty conscience.Hastily told a few people to be careful and then parted ways, and everyone didn't stay any longer.At the time of parting, Lin Yi hesitated to speak several times, but after careful consideration, he decided to wait until he got back to discuss with Xuanyuan Kun in detail.

in case……

If he can go back this trip.

Xuanyuan Kun's reaction did not bring Lin Yi too many surprises. Although an enchantment was set up, Lin Yi knew better that Xiao Biejun and Leng Beixi couldn't hear their conversations, so Xuanyuan Kun must be capable of peeping Listen.

Lin Yi secretly sighed.

In fact, when he was empathizing underwater, he didn't intend to continue to hide this matter; he and Zhang Xiaoming both came from the same world, and the so-called destiny and way of heaven were also arranged and written by him.But this is a matter of that world, and it cannot be said that this world is false.

All established fates have been changed in the reality of this world.All lives, feelings, time, memories, and experiences are extremely real.It will disappear, it will be painful, and it will make people feel nostalgic.However, considering that it would inevitably take Xuanyuan Kun a period of time to digest it, it was not the right time, so he didn't say anything.

Zhang Xiaoming said that he wanted his spiritual root, but it was almost as he had guessed.

Thinking of agreeing to it now, he promised Zhang Xiaoming that he would take advantage of the calamity to seize it on the day of the calamity a hundred years later, and he would not resist at that time.

Yeah, he won't fight back.

The monk's words are the spirit of speech, and once he speaks, he will not fail to count.

but……

Lin Yi smiled lightly and put his hands on his chest, with a sly look in his eyes - what was in his arms was a delicate wooden sculpture.

The few people who gathered here came slowly and left quickly.Only the remaining one kept fighting, and the increasingly urgent sound of the piano resounded in the long corridor like a red cage in Gucheng.

The stringed sound of the Guqin should have been long and deep, but at this moment it was played with the meaning of Cen Cen's death.

There was no human voice to speak, Zhang Xiaoming still leaned there in that casual posture, pouring himself and drinking unmoved.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Zhang Xiaoming put down the wine cup, closed his eyes and said leisurely, "Why don't you play."

"This is the last thing I will do for you."

Fang Yanting's voice was weak, her complexion was not good, her mouth was even a little dry, her eyes were no longer as bright as before, and even the pretended pity for me was gone, empty and lifeless.The whole person is like a very bitter medicine, you don't need to taste it, just take a look at this girl, you will feel pain in your heart.

The corners of Zhang Xiaoming's lips were curved with a long smile.He made an 'ah' sound and changed his position.He said in a good mood, "Okay, okay, one last thing. Since I said that I will let you and Shen Changsheng go home together after the thing is done, how can I not count on it so easily?"

Although they are two similar faces, they have completely different feelings.The difference lies not only in the gender and the tear mole at the corner of the eye, but also in the completely different temperament of the two of them.

"You really are a beast."

The mention of Shen Changsheng's name caused Fang Yanting to feel hatred. Although her brows were cold, she was also a little angry.

"Bastard?" Zhang Xiaoming was amused, and laughed, "I thought you were going to say that I'm not as good as a beast. I've lied to you for so many years, and you're still stupid. You never thought that the soul of Shen Changsheng has always been in my Jingxie In the sword."

There was no sound behind me.When Zhang Xiaoming thought of something, there was a look of complacency on his brows. "Speaking of these years, it is thanks to Brother Changsheng's soul that can suppress the resentment of thousands of souls. It makes it easier for me to act like this. Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have died thousands of times."

"It's disgusting, you don't deserve to be worthy of my brother-in-law!" Fang Yanting was furious, with a fishy sweetness gushing out of her throat, "I knew you were so calculating, back then, I was..."

Zhang Xiaoming didn't take it seriously, and didn't look at Fang Yanting and said "tsk tsk" "What happened back then?"

"It's not the same as before, Fang Yanting. Take a good look in the mirror, isn't it you who is extremely disgusting? You used that face to seduce Shen Changsheng first."

Fang Yanting's face was pale, her eyes widened but she had nothing to say, as if she wanted to kill someone with her eyes, but she also knew that killing the person opposite her was just powerless for her.

"But that's what I deserve. I did the crime, so what's the matter with Changsheng? He treats you as a good friend, and can go through life and death for you! How can you, how can you go ahead and use him as the sword hero soul!"

"Don't make noise, it makes me have a headache." Zhang Xiaoming stood up from the chair, walked over and looked down at Fang Yanting's face that was so similar to his.

"Because your presence really makes me sick."

"Fang Yanting, if you didn't need your flower demon to restrain Sword Soul, do you think I would allow you to survive with this face until now?"

Zhang Xiaoming looked down with undisguised disgust in his eyes.But the smile on the corners of his lips remained undiminished, which was truly terrifying. "I'm just asking for some interest from you, a thief. When the matter is over, the real person outside the sky will end up and get a long life. I just don't care about you, so what if I let you and your long life go into reincarnation."

"They won't fall for you."

"Oh?" Zhang Xiaoming raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to use his spiritual power to drink the pot of wine on the table, and forced Fang Yanting in front of him to drink it.The wine splashed because of breaking free, wet the sleeves.He didn't care, and even withdrew his wet hand, with a gentle expression, raised his hand to touch his lips, and lightly pecked at the crystal drop of wine on his phalanx.

"It's just because the other party let you off once, and gave you a few pills in pity... What, is your heart softening? Don't you want your long-lived husband?"

When Fang Yanting heard this, she giggled mockingly, "No matter how long you live, you won't get what you want. People like you don't deserve it."

"You must, must go to hell!"

Zhang Xiaoming didn't move, and the spiritual power invaded Fang Yanting's flesh and blood.There was no blood, but there were frequent and subtle cracking sounds of the root bones under the skin.

Spiritual power is the blade, cutting veins and breaking bones.Fang Yanting shuddered for a moment, bit her bloodless lips, and held back her silence for a while.

Zhang Xiaoming blinked, just admiring the face that was gradually distorted by pain at this moment.

"Do you have to make me unhappy?"

But the other party still seemed disobedient, and still wanted to say words that disturbed his good mood.

"No, you...you...even if you go to hell, you will never find him."