Dressed as the protagonist Shou's brother who died young

The flying boat shuttles among the clouds, and the long day will pass.

Wen Song looked at the cold moon in Lindong, and half closed his eyes.

Just when he was about to turn around and turn to the inside of the flying boat, a tremor suddenly climbed up in his heart, which made him turn away from the position just now.

It's just that his movements were still half a step slow. The Lingyue collided with the hairpin with defensive attributes, and there was only a "bang", and the white jade in his hair shattered, and the night wind entangled Wen Song's black hair. In an instant, the hair full of black hair melted away like an ink ingot, blending with the thick night.

Looking at the broken jade on the ground, Wen Song felt a sudden fear in his heart. If he didn't have this hairpin, he might have been hit on the neck just now.

He called out the red silk curtain, wrapped it around his body, and then looked vigilantly at the direction where the Lingyue was flying, "Who is your Excellency?"

Wen Fu didn't answer. Before catching up with Wen Song's flying boat, he swallowed Yi Rong Dan. Although his appearance was different from before, his voice remained the same.

One of the two men's cultivation is on the third floor of the foundation building, and the other is on the fourth floor of the foundation building. , I didn't learn more, and no one was much better than anyone...

Speaking of it, Wen Fu's luck was too good, and he picked Yin Su to come and kill him when he was not around Wen Song.

After the failed blow, Wen Fu manipulated the reed leaf-shaped magic weapon and approached the flying boat again. With a throw of his hands, the two mandarin ducks immediately moved towards Wen Song...

There is an ice jade trough in the Lingyue from where the sun and the moon meet, the blood freezes into ice, if it penetrates into the flesh, the cold air from the Yue's body will immediately penetrate into the bone, making it extremely difficult to remove.

Domineering and vicious.

Wen Song dodged sideways, and then shot the red silk around his body at the Yuanyang Yue, trying to bind it.

Seeing that there was no defensive magic weapon around Wen Song, Wen Fu immediately took out three Thunderbolt Talismans from the ring and threw them at Wen Song.

Wen Song trapped Yuanyang Yue, but failed to avoid the talisman in time. After the thunder talisman exploded, his body was instantly hit to the edge of the flying boat, and then rolled to the ground.

Wen Song coughed, and the blood gushing from his throat flowed down the corners of his lips and dripped onto the ground, staining a large swath of bright red. There were marks all over his body from being blasted by talismans, the most serious of which was on his chest , there was a bloody mess, and it was difficult to even move...

Wen Fu saw the person lying on the ground unable to move, a smile slowly appeared on his lips, he walked down from the reed leaves, and came to Wen Song's flying boat with a leisurely gait.

"Brother, this is where you belong."

Wen Song moved his fingers when he heard the word "Brother", "It's you."

"Yes, it's me."

Wen Song supported the ground with his hands, pretending to retreat, but actually put his hands on the formation plate in the storage bag. He looked up at Wen Fu who was approaching, and asked him, "Why do you have to kill me?"

This is what he has always wondered about. Obviously the original owner is close relatives with him, but he never considered the blood relationship when he attacked.

Wen Fu held the mandarin duck ax taken out from the red silk curtain, and slowly approached Wen Song, his tone was very gentle, "Brother was arrogant and stupid at first, and I didn't like it, but later, brother blocked my way, and I I don't like it either."

After answering Wen Song's question, he raised the mandarin duck axe and slashed straight at Wen Song.

Seeing this, Wen Song immediately injected spiritual power into the array and threw it in front of Wen Fu.

Two long swords condensed by sword intent were suspended in the gossip formation, one black and one white, life and death, trapping Wen Fu inside.

In an instant, the situation reversed.

After Wen Song threw out the formation plate, large drops of sweat oozed from his forehead, his eyes were red from the pain, but he stubbornly endured without shedding a single tear.

He was not in the habit of shedding tears in the presence of his enemies.

When the pain subsided a bit, Wen Song took out a Rejuvenation Pill from the storage bag and took it. The mild medicinal power melted into the dantian, and began to slowly repair the injury on his body.

He supported the edge of the flying boat and got up from the ground, his eyes were full of coldness, "Now I am Daozu and you are fish, how do you feel?"

Wen Fu glanced back at him, then grasped the double axe, trying to break out from the formation, but as soon as he moved, the two swords jumped into the formation, each standing on top of the black and white essence.

Yin and Yang are born together, life and death cycle.

Unless he can break through the yin and yang of life and death, he can only be trapped and killed in the formation.

Wen Fu faced the sword intent directly, so he could better understand how terrifying the twin swords in front of him were. It seemed to be full of vitality, but in fact it was overwhelming and awe-inspiring.

He stood on the spot and didn't dare to move, because he knew that if Wen Song didn't stop, he would really die here, "Master, light a soul lamp for me, brother, aren't you afraid of Zhenjun Zhongyao's reprimand?"

There was no emotion in Wen Song's eyes, "I'm waiting for Zhenjun's censure."

As soon as his words fell, the two swords in the Tai Chi met in an instant, and then went straight to Wen Fu's dantian.

Wen Fu looked at the black and white vertical and horizontal long sword, his pupils widened slightly, he knew in his heart that he must not be approached by this sword intent, otherwise it would be very likely to break here.

With a ruthless look in Wen Fu's eyes, he unscrewed the mandarin duck ax in his hand, hooked it to the original copper-colored formation disk, and at the moment it touched the center of the formation disk, he blew himself up with blood essence.

The Ziwu Yuanyang ax was a gift from his master, and its rank was not very high, and he was not sure if he could break through the sword array.

Wen Fu actually misjudged the power of Yuanyang Yue, how could it be worse than what was given by Zhenjun Huashen.

At the moment when the magic weapon blew itself up, a crack appeared on the original copper-colored array, and then the crack gradually extended, covering the entire array, so that the array was completely shattered.

After self-destructing the magic weapon, Wen Fu covered his heart, and a bloodstain appeared on his lips. Although Ziwu Yuanyang Yue was not his natal magic weapon, it was also connected to his blood essence. After it was destroyed, it would do him great harm, "Never Think, my brother has such a treasure."

When Wen Song saw that the formation disk Yin Su had given him was destroyed, a burst of anger welled up in his chest. He injected spiritual power into the red silk curtain, and before Wen Fu recovered, he suddenly entangled him.

This time the one who couldn't avoid it became Wen Fu, he took a step back and wanted to take out the talisman to fight against it, but Hong Ling's speed was too fast for him to move at all.

The red silk curtain is impervious to spells, so Wen Fu who is trapped inside cannot use any spells. No matter how he struggles, he can't get rid of the red silk that is tied to his body.

Wen Song didn't care about Wen Fu, he walked to the position of the array and squatted down, picked up the fragments on the ground one by one, and then hugged them in his arms, the fragments were stinging against the unhealed wound on his chest.

But Wen Song felt even more sad.

After a long while, he stood up from the ground and put the bloody array into the storage bag.

Wen Song walked up to Wen Fu, his eyes full of annoyance, with spiritual power in his hand, he walked towards Wen Fu's Baihui acupoint, but stopped when he was less than half an inch away.

Because Wen Fu said something, "Father asked us to go home together for a few days."

When Wen Song came to the realm of comprehension, he didn't get the memory of the original owner, so he had already forgotten that besides Wen Fu, the original owner had other relatives.

He suddenly remembered that the original book said: The father of the two saved Qi Mu's life, and only then did he get the quota to enter the Nine-storied Pagoda, that is to say, this person is very likely to be a monk.

He killed Wen Fu, but he didn't know how to go back, so would the original owner's father come out to look for him, and would he find out that their son had actually changed?

Wen Song wasn't sure.

He looked at Wen Fu with pale lips, and asked, "If that's the case, why didn't father send me a voice transmission?"

"He only knew that the two of us had entered the Yue Ling Sect, so he sent the news to the Zong Sect. My brother hasn't been back since the Feng Wen meeting, so he didn't receive it."

Wen Fu smiled back at him.

His face was very clean and gentle, when he smiled slightly, it was like a beam of moonlight in the sky, passing through the pine forest, and reflected on the moss-covered stone slab, soft and approachable.

It didn't look like he was lying at all.

Wen Song stared right into his eyes, "Really?"

Wen Fu nodded, and he looked back at Wen Song, his eyes never evading.

The eyes of the two locked together, Wen Fu saw his embarrassed face in Wen Song's eyes, his heart hung high, but his breath was steady and unobtrusive.

After a while, Wen Song looked away, "You send a voice transmission to your father, saying that the two of us are going to the mortal world soon, and we don't know when we will return."

Wen Fu pondered Wen Song's attitude in his heart, and after considering it, he said, "Brother, can you let me go after I transmit the sound?"

"Leave?" Wen Song used his hand as a blade to draw a bloodstain on his neck, "If I don't have a formation to defend myself and my life is at stake in this interception, why do you think you can be let go?"

"Relying on the meager blood relationship between us?"

He never wanted to provoke Wen Fu, and always avoided him when he saw him, but Wen Fu took the initiative to provoke him again and again. Facing such a person who had murderous intentions in his heart and took action against him, Wen Songsheng couldn't bear it. Don't let go of any heart.

Wen Fu heard Wen Song's sarcasm. He bowed his head and said nothing for the time being. Now his only bargaining chip is his father, who Wen Song still cares about. I can't use my spiritual power, why don't you take back the magic weapon first, and then bind it for me after I transmit the sound to my father."

Wen Song didn't respond, the person in front of him was a poisonous snake, and he was afraid that he would be bitten again after letting him go.

Wen Song walked to the other side of the flying boat and touched Ling Xiyin, "Su Su."

Feeling Wen Song's frequent perceptions, Yin Su didn't know whether to respond or not.

Wen Song didn't get a response for a long time, and a heavy and cold thing gradually grew in his chest. He was always more vulnerable when facing Yinsu. He really wanted to say that he was hurt very painfully, and that he He broke his array, but there was no chance for these words to come out in Yin Su's silence.

Looking at the misty clouds outside the flying boat, he felt that Yinsu was just like them, becoming elusive. He hoped that Yinsu was not a cloud, but a drizzle, which could actually fall in his hands.

"what happened?"

Just when he felt that he couldn't wait for Yinsu's response, Yinsu opened his mouth, but when he heard Yinsu's deep and mellow voice, he didn't have the mood of complaining just now.

"It's okay, I just want to ask Su Su, do you know how to seal the monk's sea of ​​consciousness and dantian?"

Listening to Wen Song's low tone, Yin Su asked him, "What happened to you?"

According to the rank of the flying boat he gave, it is absolutely impossible to reach the boundary gate so quickly, and Wen Song asked him the method of sealing the sea of ​​consciousness and cultivation at this time, it can only be that something happened on the way.

Wen Song looked back at Wen Fu who was wrapped in red silk, and said, "It's just a little trouble, and it's been resolved. Does Su Su know the solution?"

Yin Su's concealment of Wen Song couldn't tell what it was like in his heart. His eyebrows were raised, and a trace of restlessness appeared in his heart, "Be more obedient."

"Am I not obedient enough?"

When Wen Song heard his words, he couldn't restrain his emotions anymore, "You told me to find you, so I went to you, and you told me not to go back to the sect, so I won't go back, and you told me to go I went obediently to the mortal world, and I still have...what else is not obedient?"

His fingertips tightly clasped the edge of the flying boat, faintly revealing blue veins.

Tears fell drop by drop from the frame, fell among the clouds, and dissipated in an instant.

When he was in such pain, he didn't shed a tear, but Yin Su's words made his heart full of sourness.

"Susu, I'm very obedient..."

"I don't want so much good, as long as it is as good as before, is that okay?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-01-2922:56:18~2020-01-3023:27:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: tea? 1 piece;

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