Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

The situation changed one after another, with twists and turns.The disciples of those vile aristocratic families already thought they were going to die, but the one who was beaten away first was actually Gu Wenxiang...

Fang Minghao of Fang's family didn't know Lin Lingqing, but he clearly recognized Fang Zhiyuan, and said in surprise and doubt: "Hey, that's not Xuyun's curse, that Fang..."

Lin Lingqing and the others dared to call him by his full name in private, but when they came to Fuxing, they didn't even have the courage to call him by his first name directly.

Someone couldn't help gloating again: "Haha, that paralyzed man is in a terrible situation! Is Xu Yun's Xiaoxian Lin also something he can offend?"

Some people also dragged their accomplices: "Don't cause trouble, go quickly."

Seeing that Lin Lingqing didn't seem to have any intention of pursuing it, these boys and girls ran away like a group of scattered sparrows.

These aristocratic families were not the only ones who ran away, and some casual cultivators in the distance even dispersed.The children of the aristocratic family bullied people in the street, and there were also brave monks who dared to watch from afar.It was a good thing when the bad star came, and there was no one on the whole street...

Fang Zhiyuan didn't care about that, he just held Lin Lingqing stubbornly, and interrogated him like an enemy: "What's the relationship between you in your previous life!? He wouldn't treat you..."

Lin Lingqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, while annoyed that Gu Wenxiang made a fuss, he continued to flatter his own family: "Zhiyuan, this man is a mentally ill person, and he talks nonsense when he's insane, why do you take it seriously?"

Fang Zhiyuan was even angrier: "You all know that he is mentally ill!?... If you have nothing to do with each other, how do you know that he is ill!"

"..." Lin Lingqing choked again.

The Demon Lord had nothing to say, and simply spread his hands: "Then you go and beat him, I won't stop you. You go."

Fang Zhiyuan glanced at him and said suspiciously: "...I really went."

Lin Lingqing smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Go quickly."

Fang Zhiyuan really lifted his foot and walked towards Gu Wenxiang.

With the sound of footsteps approaching, Gu Wenxiang could only feel a shadow enveloping her head, she shrank and raised her head, and suddenly put on the skin of that cute little white rabbit again.

There was blood on the corners of his face and lips, and he couldn't even escape because of his crippled legs. He murmured: "Smell the fragrance, cough, cough... I don't know, I don't know where I offended the fairy..."

Fang Zhiyuan had no expression on his face, without any mercy, he kicked him in the waist.

Gu Wenxiang didn't expect that this person would actually be able to face a cripple without the slightest bit of soft-heartedness. He took that blow firmly, screaming and crying: "Ah!! Don't...it hurts, don't..."

"..."

Lin Lingqing was leaning on a five-foot Qingming beside him, watching Huangyang Xianshou in his previous life kicking the ghost wolf evil emperor and crying on the streets of Liuhuazhou, numbly wondering what happened in this world.

All of a sudden, the Demon Lord's expression changed slightly, and he heard the sound of violent and swift footsteps coming from the other side of the main road, rushing towards this side like thunder.The aura was too manic, it didn't look like a human monk, but like some wild beast.

The next moment, I saw a black shadow galloping from the opposite side, a few light kung fu stepped over the brick buildings along the way, and raised a hand with a icy light, piercing Fang Zhiyuan's back heart!

Fang Zhiyuan's eyes were slightly cold, he did not turn around, but swept the Huangyang knife behind his back with his backhand.

With a clang, the icy light of the black shadow revealed its true face.It was not a weapon, but a sharp claw that grew out of thin air from the finger.

The one who attacked Fang Zhiyuan was indeed not a human monk.It was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, with ferocious eyes, bared fangs, gray and black steel hairs growing from his arms and thighs, and beast claws on his fingernails and toenails.

——Mixed-blood half-demon!

The sharp claws collided with the spine of the blade, and sparks flew everywhere.

The half-wolf boy was furious, he seemed to be not very good at speaking human language, and shouted hoarsely: "The... scoundrel! Stay away from... son...!"

Fang Zhiyuan was not afraid of him, instead he frowned and sneered, "You should take good care of your young master, and if you get sick, don't let him out to bark! If you touch my senior brother, he is worthy!?"

In a short while, the dark gold streamer on the Huangyang Divine Knife suddenly bloomed, Fang Zhiyuan spun his right foot half a circle, and the long knife fell from top to bottom.

"Oh!" The half-wolf boy lost his strength and was slapped on the ground with a bang, letting out a beastly cry.

The bricks and stones on the street were cracked and dust was flying.

Gu Wenxiang struggled to prop up her upper body, and mournfully said, "Repay your kindness!"

The half-wolf boy trembled when he heard the sound, the carp jumped up, rolled and crawled towards Gu Wenxiang, and hugged him carefully.

The young man who was like a wild beast just now, his eyes were full of distress and guilt at this moment. He gently blew on the wound on Gu Wenxiang's forehead, and whispered: "Young master...Young master does not hurt."

"..."

Fang Zhiyuan put away the knife, and looked at Lin Lingqing.

——The evil emperor Gu Wenxiang titled him "ghost wolf", so he intended to mean that this person was cruel and ruthless, but more reasons came from... this half-demon blooded wolf boy he trained since childhood, Gu repay the favor.

"Repay...you, you are here..."

Gu Wenxiang leaned on Gu Baoen's body and wanted to cry, and then showed the "I'm so miserable but I won't say it" gesture.

This wolf boy seems to be not very smart, and his temper is even worse.He carefully put Gu Wenxiang aside, jumped up, pointed at Fang Zhiyuan, and scolded angrily, "You... bastard! You bully... Young Master!"

After finishing speaking, he let out a low growl, and rushed towards Fang Zhiyuan again with red eyes, "I... will kill you!"

Gu Wenxiang exclaimed weakly: "Repay your favor! Don't... cough cough cough, don't hit... cough cough, you can't beat him... I don't care..."

However, the more he said that, the angrier Gu Baoen became.In a blink of an eye, the two fought again.

This time, Fang Zhiyuan didn't even bother to show Huang Yang, so he drew up his spiritual energy, pointed his finger at the blade, and fought the wolf boy in close combat.

The two fought in the streets and alleys, quickly turned into countless phantoms, and passed dozens of moves in a short time.The aura of heaven and earth is stirring endlessly, just like the confluence of wind and thunder, exploding and exploding!

At some point, Lin Lingqing had already stood in front of Gu Wenxiang, and said indifferently: "Emperor Gu Xie, you have harmed your little wolf, haven't you harmed enough in your last life?"

Gu Wenxiang sat on the corner of the street, pursed her lips and smiled: "Why?"

Lin Lingqing said calmly: "You know that Gu Baoen can't be Huangyang's opponent, but you still encourage him to fight?"

As if to verify this sentence, there were repeated bangs in the middle of the main road.

Gu Baoen was clamped by Fang Zhiyuan's back shoulders, and hit the ground straight, his head was broken and bloody after three or two hits, and he cried out in succession.

Gu Wenxiang smiled without saying a word.

Lin Lingqing closed her eyes and sighed: "...I understand, you did it on purpose."

"Just now, the group of aristocratic families insulted you, but they didn't repay you. You dismissed him, didn't you? You purposely let him watch you being humiliated to stimulate him."

Gu Wenxiang's smile deepened, she lightly stroked her palm and said, "The lotus bone is really my confidant."

Lin Lingqing's face was as sinking as water, he rubbed his fingertips on the green staff, and remained silent.

Gu Wenxiang said leisurely: "The little wolf is a little slack these days, do I have to give him a few whips... Only by letting him lose to the person who bullied me can he be encouraged to forge ahead, right?"

Fang Zhiyuan didn't kill him, but he didn't show mercy either.He just wanted to beat the little wolf boy until he couldn't get up.But this Gu Baoen was really stubborn, he was beaten down again and again, and he jumped on him again and again.

"Young master bully...kill you!" The wolf boy's face was covered with blood, staring at Fang Zhiyuan, "You don't...kill me! I will kill you too!"

Gu Wenxiang watched quietly, licked the blood stained on her lower lip, and said with a smile: "I also want to thank you both for coming, the whip of Huangyang Xianshou is much more powerful than those little pustules from the aristocratic family gone."

"Gu Wenxiang, do you really not feel bad at all?"

Lin Lingqing's expression was inexplicable, and he said indifferently: "Back then, when the Ghost Realm was destroyed, it was this stupid wolf who exchanged his life for you. After rebirth, you still want to use him to death?"

Gu Wenxiang thought for a while, then smiled coldly.

He was about to speak, but suddenly his eyes moved, and he looked at the battle place with a "huh".

A ray of golden light flashed above Fang Zhiyuan's wrist, and the spiritual energy criss-crossed in all directions, suddenly turning into a boy with blond hair and dragon horns.

A Cangyuan dragon groaned, rising from the ground.

In an instant, the coercion from his blood made Gu Baoen's whole body stiff, his knees were bent, and he slammed to the ground in a controlled manner!

"Lowly half-blood, so rampant!"

Ao Zhao opened his eyes angrily.In an instant, the golden dragon scale armor climbed up half of his cheeks, shining so brightly that he couldn't look directly at him, with an imposing manner like a god like a demon, "Master, stand back and watch the little dragon teach him a lesson!"

Gu Wenxiang was surprised: "Liangu, this kid is... oh, the five-clawed golden dragon of Huangyang Xianshou?"

Fang Zhiyuan frowned slightly and said, "What's the matter with you?"

With bright eyes, Ao Zhao snorted proudly: "He's not the only one who has a master! With Xiaolong here, how can the monster clan bully his master?"

This little golden dragon, even if he was reborn for a lifetime, he would still be full of childishness, with innocence written all over his face.But the pressure of the real dragon that exudes from the whole body is heavier than the mountains of ten thousand hectares for the Yaozu.

"It's him... the bully!" Gu Baoen roared, unwilling to kneel in front of the bullying enemy, he desperately wanted to stand up.

However, how can a little wolf monster like him overcome the natural blood coercion?The wolf boy's bones creaked, his face turned red, blood gradually dripped from his mouth and nose, and his knee that had just been raised a little hit the ground again!

For the Yaozu, it is natural law for the strong to override the weak.The more you fight against this blood pressure, the more painful it will be. You must surrender or die. It is such a simple truth.

Although Ao Zhao is young, he has the body of a five-clawed golden dragon, and the bloodline handed down from ancient times is the supreme among the supreme.If Gu Baoen, a mere half-blood wolf demon, refuses to surrender, it is not uncommon for him to bleed to death under the pressure of a real dragon.

"Zhiyuan, Zhao'er."

Lin Lingqing couldn't stand it anymore, "Stop beating, come back."

Fang Zhiyuan saw that the little wolf was stubborn, so he had no intention of torturing him anymore.At the moment when the elder brother spoke, he glanced back at Lin Lingqing, turned around and waved: "Xiaolong, listen to your Majesty the devil, come back."

"……Oh."

When the master gave the order, Ao Zhao had no choice but to accept the coercion resentfully.

He bared the little dragon's teeth at Gu Baoen, who had lost his strength and fell to the ground, and transformed into a thin golden dragon body, and wrapped it around Fang Zhiyuan's wrist obediently.

Fang Zhiyuan walked towards Lin Lingqing.

Lin Lingqing was sitting with Gu Wenxiang.

That Gu Baoen's body was wetted with sweat mixed with blood, he was panting heavily on the ground, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Fang Zhiyuan walking towards Gu Wenxiang's direction, and his eyes became anxious again.

"Stand... stop!!"

The little wolf got strength from nowhere, staggered up and roared at Fang Zhiyuan, "I...I'll kill you! I'll kill you!!"

Fang Zhiyuan knew in his heart that Gu Baoen was powerless to fight any more, so he didn't bother to pay any attention to it.

With his left hand on his right wrist, Xiaolong, who was so angry that he wanted to fly out to teach the wolf a lesson, walked up to Lin Lingqing, "Brother."

"I'm talking about you," Lin Ling's eyes were cold, and he mocked him, "I'm fussing over with a mentally ill person, and even fighting with a brainless wolf, can't you afford it? Why are you so idle?"

After finishing speaking, he floated Fang Zhiyuan to the area behind him, and Wu Chi Qingming pushed him forward in an instant.

...blocked the paw of a wolf that was already weak.

Gu Baoen was at the end of his strength, panting wildly, staring at Lin Lingqing with red eyes.The blood trickling from his tousled forehead was frightening.

Lin Lingqing was not afraid of him, and only smiled slightly: "It's alright, alright, don't hit me, ah."

"Here, look," in front of the wolf boy, the Demon Lord pulled the head of Huangyang Immortal behind him.Before Fang Zhiyuan could react, he lightly kissed the corner of his lips.

Fang Zhiyuan shrank in shock: "You...!"

Lin Lingqing patted Fang Zhiyuan's shoulder, and calmly said to Gu Baoen: "Look, my family, as soon as I call him, he will come back obediently. Your son just told you not to hit, why didn't you listen?"

The wolf boy froze, and lowered his paws slowly.

He muttered: "I...I...protect the young master..."

"Little wolf," Lin Mojun poked Gu Baoen's cheek with a long and slender index finger from under the velvet cloak, "It seems that the subordinates raised by your son are not as obedient as mine."