Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

That Gu Baoen was dumbfounded, and when Lin Lingqing walked in with such a few words, he nodded in a daze: "Baoen is obedient... listen to your son."

"..."

The smile in Gu Wenxiang's eyes was slightly sinister, and he secretly gave Lin Lingqing a "meddling of his own business" complaining look.

Lin Lingqing put on his white cloak, ignored him, and only said leisurely to Gu Baoen: "Little wolf, you have been with your son for so many years, don't you know how to endure humiliation? You are so reckless, if you die, who will take care of your son? "

Gu Baoen was still dazed and staring blankly, his eyes went back and forth between Lin Lingqing and Gu Wenxiang blankly.

Lin Lingqing pushed him lightly: "Go and help your young master, we are leaving."

After all, Lin Lingqing went to see Fang Zhiyuan.The latter was still in shock because of the sudden kiss just now, and when the eyes of the two met, Fang Zhiyuan turned his face away in a little haste.

Lin Lingqing smiled knowingly, walked over and took Fang Zhiyuan's hand: "Let's go, Zhiyuan."

Just as she was about to lift her foot, Gu Wenxiang stretched the hem of her clothes.The evil emperor had just been beaten, his posture was quite embarrassed, but his expression didn't seem to care, "Lian Gu, don't rush away."

Fang Zhiyuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said coldly, "Let go."

Gu Wenxiang smiled and let go.Gu Baoen anxiously stopped between the two of them, half knelt down and carried Gu Wenxiang on his back.

Gu Wenxiang let the little wolf do what he could, but his eyes stopped on Lin Lingqing, and he said lazily: "Lian Gu, I came back to Liuhuazhou this time to find you."

Lin Lingqing: "Looking for me?"

Gu Wenxiang: "In the past hundred years, the devil king and evil emperor did not see the king. If you and I join hands in this life, what will happen if we don't know?"

Lin Lingqing smiled lightly, "Oh, don't get me wrong. I came to take a look at you, just to make sure you won't cause trouble for me, that's all."

After a pause, the Demon Lord lowered his eyelids and said indifferently, "Gu Guilang, we are not the same way. There is no need to join forces. If you don't mess with me, I don't have the heart to be your enemy."

After finishing speaking, Lin Lingqing turned around without hesitation, and left side by side with Fang Zhiyuan.

Gu Wenxiang stared at them from behind for a long while, and suddenly a deep curve appeared on the corner of her lips.He covered Gu Baoen's ears and raised his voice:

"Lin Lingqing, your subjects betrayed you, and you don't even know?"

Lin Lingqing was indifferent, but whispered to Fang Zhiyuan, "Don't talk to him."

Fang Zhiyuan glanced back at him and didn't speak.

Lin Lingqing whispered: "Gu Guilang is a very sinister person, and his brain is still sick. I won't get involved with him, so that you won't be jealous every day."

Gu Wenxiang said again: "Lu Kuifu and Shentu Linchun, the two reborn demon cultivators, have already recognized you, right? ——They deliberately hide some things from you, you don't know, but I do."

Fang Zhiyuan frowned, and said in a low voice, "Why are you jealous, I'm not jealous."

Lin Lingqing said: "You are, you are."

Fang Zhiyuan was annoyed: "Gu Wenxiang is not a good person, I'm just worried about you—why are you laughing? You're still laughing!"

Gu Wenxiang called out from behind: "Lin Lingqing, you really don't want to know?"

In the middle of the widest street in Liuhuazhou, the still young Evil Emperor lay on the wolf boy's back, while the equally young Demon Lord left side by side with Xianshou.

Gu Wenxiang narrowed her eyes, her voice was seven points bewitching and three points gloomy, blown away by the wind on the empty street.

"—Your forbidden technique of rebirth did not take effect immediately. I lived in the world for three years after you and Immortal Huangyang died, and my soul was brought back to this period of time by the forbidden technique. Liangu, you really don't want to Know?"

Lin Lingqing's expression sank silently.

But he said: "So that's the case, then I would like to thank Emperor Gu Xie for telling me, I will ask Lei Qiong myself."

The two were already going to the exit of the street.

Gu Wenxiang smiled: "That's impossible."

Suddenly, an ominous premonition flashed in Fang Zhiyuan's heart.A cold and numb sense of crisis climbed up from his spine, and the subconscious line of defense clamored, originally telling him to prevent Gu Wenxiang's next words from being heard by his senior brother.

"I want to know why? Because in your previous life, less than a year after your death..."

But Fang Zhiyuan only moved his palm, and before he could summon the Huangyang Saber, Lin Lingqing's hand gently covered it.

It was an action with the meaning of stopping, Lin Lingqing shook his head, "Zhiyuan, don't."

With a single thought, the poisonous snake bared its fangs.

Gu Wenxiang's brows and eyes were stained with malicious shadows.With a crush of lips and tongue, the words spit out are like daggers, piercing the heart——

"Those people you risked your life to protect, those thousands of demon cultivators in Snow Bone City—all, died!!"

Suddenly, it was as if a heavy hammer hit the thin ice!

It was deafening, smashed and splashed, and the water splashed for several feet.

Lin Lingqing originally wanted to appease Fang Zhiyuan, but when he heard this without any warning, he felt a sharp twist in his heart, and his eyes, which were already blurred, suddenly went black!

"Brother!" Luckily, Fang Zhiyuan was by his side, and quickly supported him, otherwise he would have fallen straight forward.

Gu Wenxiang couldn't stop talking, and said with a smile: "Lian Gu, do you know how they died? It's miserable, it's very miserable, there are no bones left..."

As soon as the words stopped, he was suddenly overwhelmed by a murderous intent, and the skin around his body instantly climbed to the ice, and he couldn't make a sound for a while.

"Gu Shisan, you are looking for death." Fang Zhiyuan's eyes turned hard, his thoughts instantly crossed the long street dozens of feet away, and the aura of heaven and earth pressed down on Gu Wenxiang's body like thousands of sharp knives.

The latter gradually seeped cold sweat on his forehead, but he said with a smile: "...Why is Huangyang Xianshou so angry? The ghost wolf is just telling the truth."

"..."

Lin Lingqing took a breath tremblingly, endured the severe pain in the depths of his soul that was almost shattered, and supported Fang Zhiyuan's arm to stand firm, signaling that he was fine.

His Adam's apple twitched, then he closed his eyes and said, "... Gu Wenxiang, what exactly do you want?"

"What do I want?" Gu Wenxiang still covered Gu Baoen's ear with his palm, and played with the little wolf's stray hair with his fingers, "Didn't you say that? Just team up."

The wolf boy's face was always numb, as if he didn't care about anything but the young master.

He couldn't hear the turbulent waves in the young master's words, nor could he see that the young master's demeanor at this time was far from weak and helpless, but he just turned Gu Wenxiang upside down and recited it more steadily.

"..."

Gu Wenxiang squinted her eyes and pinched Bao En's hair with her nails, and said in a gloomy tone, "Lian Gu, you know me, the one thing I hate the most is losing to others."

"In my previous life, you were better than me, so I regarded you as my enemy. But the God of Outer Heaven destroyed the Demon Ghost Realm, and that is the bigger enemy."

Fang Zhiyuan said coldly: "So in this life, you want to join hands with my senior brother to defeat Tianwaishen first, and then defeat him?"

Gu Wenxiang readily admitted: "Not bad."

Lin Lingqing is neither sad nor happy, her eyebrows seem to be covered with frost.

"Tonight," Gu Wenxiang said, "at the end of Liuhuazhou South Street, Sishichun Pavilion, smell the fragrance and wait for the demon king to drive."

After finishing speaking, Gu Wenxiang finally let go of his hand.His momentum weakened, he touched Bao En's shoulder, and said softly: "Bao En... Let's go, shall we?"

The wolf boy nodded numbly, he staggered away with his son on his back, and passed by Lin Lingqing and Fang Zhiyuan, leaving a series of bloody footprints on the long street.

……

Gu Wenxiang's sudden appearance disrupted the original plans of Lin Lingqing and Fang Zhiyuan.

They didn't return to Xuyun that day, they found a deceptive small inn in the south of Liuhuazhou, and spent a hundred or so spirit stones to book a room to stay.

"Four Seasons Spring," the two of them had dinner in the evening, Fang Zhiyuan picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and said, "That's an old place, brother, remember?"

Lin Lingqing took off his cloak, groped and sat at the table, and said softly, "Of course."

His vision was good and bad, and he was stimulated by Gu Wenxiang during the day, which made his condition worse.Fang Zhiyuan picked up the food, "Come on, open your mouth."

Lin Lingqing opened his mouth obediently, and Fang Zhiyuan fed him, "You brought Xun San out of the Sishichun Pavilion back then. He played the piano through a red curtain there, and you fell in love with him."

Lin Lingqing corrected: "It's not me, it's us."

Fang Zhiyuan laughed and said: "It's you, I was very unhappy at that time, and even quarreled with you."

Lin Lingqing also laughed, but the smile disappeared halfway.

So Fang Zhiyuan didn't smile either.

Even though the season of autumn and winter is still far away, the surroundings seem to be desolate.This inn is not very good, the wind outside makes the windows rattle.

After a moment of silence, Fang Zhiyuan fed Lin Lingqing again. The latter barely ate two mouthfuls, but said in a low voice, "Forget it."

After hearing that kind of news, it is impossible to have an appetite.

It turned out that the demon cultivators he desperately thought he was protecting back then, after going around for more than a year, none of them could escape a desperate and tragic death.

Lu Kuifu and Shentu Linchun didn't say a single word.

Fang Zhiyuan put down the bamboo chopsticks, took the handkerchief and gently wiped his mouth.

Lin Lingqing said softly, "I'm fine."

Fang Zhiyuan said in a low voice: "At the time when Snowbone City was destroyed, everyone thought that all the demon cultivators in the city had evacuated, but you were the only one who fell into the hands of God Beyond Heaven... It took six days for the news to spread from Snowbone City to Jingui Palace. .”

"I want to save you, but the three great aristocratic families refused, and all the immortal sects refused, and the three hundred monks of the Golden Osmanthus Palace died admonishing them. I don't know where the news leaked out, and even countless casual cultivators from Liuhuazhou came to plead. In front of the gate of the Gui Palace, the elders cannot afford to kneel..."

Listening to Fang Zhiyuan's calm tone, Lin Lingqing seemed to see in his heart the fairy head of Huangyang, who was in a dilemma and burned inside.

One side is personal love, the other side is justice.

At that time, in the minds of cultivators, the God of Heaven was still a true immortal who came to get rid of demons. Fang Zhiyuan, as the head of the fairy, if he fought against the God of Heaven for Lin Lingqing, it would be a bloody disaster for the entire immortal realm.

Fang Zhiyuan continued: "I really have no other choice but...to accuse the world, abandon the position of Immortal Head, and go to Snow Bone City alone."

"At that time, I even thought about it. If I can't save Senior Brother, I will die with you. I hugged you, and the Huangyang knife pierced through my back. Kill me first, and then kill you."

The head of Huangyang, who has turned the tide for all beings in the fairy world, has tens of thousands of monks under his command. However, when he left Liuhua Continent, he was the same alone as when he came.

Lin Lingqing lowered his eyes, his throat was sore.After nightfall, only large black shadows of different shades remained in the field of vision.He can only touch the teacup by impression.

Fang Zhiyuan: "Just like this, it took another three or four days. The journey is far away, and a few more days will be subtracted; when we approach Snowbone City, there are tens of miles around the defenses of the Gods of Outer Heaven. I broke through the defense alone, and it took me a few days day and night."

A slightly warm hard object was carefully attached to Lin Lingqing's fingertips.

It was Fang Zhiyuan who handed him the warm teacup, and took advantage of the situation to close his hand holding the cup, gradually exerting force.

His voice was not as steady as it was at first, "Finally, I arrived outside the gate of Snow Bone City, the place where you came out wearing a fiery red wedding dress to pick me into the city—"

"...you were hung there like a charred bone."

"They tortured you for eighteen days."

"There's something I haven't dared to ask, Senior Brother."

Fang Zhiyuan clasped Lin Lingqing's five fingers, and asked word by word in the night of the inn: "For eighteen days, why did no one come to rescue you?"