Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

"The fate of a disaster star, the body of a disaster world; if two lives are not dead, it will harm two lives..."

Yu Hongtang looked up at the sky, she kept Fang Zhiyuan behind vigilantly, frowned, and read out the sixteen characters in the ancient book word by word.

Suddenly, the girl yelled "Ah" and turned around in astonishment.

"Brother A Yuan, you..."

Accompanied by a dull pain in the back of her head, she fell forward involuntarily.

Behind the fallen red shadow, Fang Zhiyuan withdrew his hand.

He took a step forward, hugged Yu Hongtang who was stunned from behind, and let her lie on the ground.He took out several top-grade defensive instruments from the Qiankun bag, and protected them around the girl.

The moon is snowing above the head, and the ancient books are suspended out of thin air, overlooking the barren mountains.Fang Zhiyuan's face was shrouded in the shadow cast by the scroll, he raised his neck, "You are here."

With a deep sneer, "Telling me to leave the academy is indeed a cover."

"If I stay in Zhisong Academy, Yan Yu and Chen Zhidao will never allow the academy to be stained with blood—Mr. Gu Shu, your intention is to avoid the two deans and wait for an opportunity to kill me outside the academy, right?"

The silence lasted two or three breaths.

What came out of the scroll was still the voice of the vicissitudes of life old man: "Fang family disaster star, you are a smart person, but also a fool..."

Fang Zhiyuan's heart is like a mirror.

If you really want to save your life, staying in the academy is the safest way; if you follow the ancient scriptures and leave, you are on your way to a dead end.

After all, he is also the person who has been a fairy head for a hundred years in the previous life, can you not see this little trick?

But he still chose to leave the academy after all, and he stayed so far away.

It is impossible for him to give up breaking the boundary because he is afraid of ancient books, and it is even more impossible for him to allow the tide of evil spirits at the time of breaking the boundary to spread to the students in the academy.

This is Fang Zhiyuan's disposition, as well as his arrogance and self-respect.

The ancient book is stretching, and the scroll seems to be able to stretch infinitely round and round.Soon, the skyline on the top of the mountain was wrapped by the pages of a long book that hovered.

Floating clouds flowed, the sky and the earth opened up, the moonlight illuminated the back of the ancient book, and then the broken snow fell.

Its breath is like a vast sea and a thick mountain.Countless ink characters are flying among them, more than stars.

"Fang family disaster star, you shouldn't be alive."

Fang Zhiyuan said: "You really want to kill me?"

He has just experienced such a tragic situation, and now he is facing this strange and powerful ancient book, it must be said that the desperate situation meets the desperate situation.

But on Fang Zhiyuan's face, there was no trace of fear or anxiety, not even nervousness.

He even laughed presumptuously and jokingly: "Then why didn't you come here just now, the dignified ancient books are also afraid of ghosts? Or...do you think I can't survive?"

An ancient book said: "The old man is indeed waiting for you to die."

Fang Zhiyuan turned a deaf ear, "You know that I am the soul of two lifetimes, then you must also know about the golden eye."

He paused, "What else do you know. The origin of the God of Outer Heaven? The truth about ascension?"

The ancient book said: "I can only tell you that you should not live."

Fang Zhiyuan continued to ask: "Have you really lived for 800 years? 800 years ago, the fairyland was still like this fairyland?"

An ancient book said: "If you have no intention of killing yourself, I will let the old man do it tonight."

Fang Zhiyuan laughed again, he raised his head and narrowed his eyes, "I heard that there is a technique of conjuring souls, which can read all the memories of the soul's spiritual consciousness. If Mr. Gushu is willing to talk, we don't have to fight. But if you don't , I can only... defeat you first, and then carefully read what is written in your book."

The slender hand grasped the hilt of Huangyang Shendao: "My life is very hard, if you want to bet on my life, the chances of winning are not high."

The voice of the ancient book gradually became murderous: "It's ignorant. Don't you want to know what the fate of your yin and disaster star means?"

A cold light suddenly appeared, it was Fang Zhiyuan who drew the knife.

He no longer listened to the nonsense of ancient books. Adding up his two lives, the gods and gods said that he had eight hundred if not one thousand people-he didn't intend to listen to them one by one.

Now he can almost conclude that there must be something in this ancient book.Since it is an enemy and not a friend, there is no choice but to draw the sword.

On the Huangyang Divine Knife, the bright lights and red waves blend and flow, like dark gold flowing magma.Only the sword light is cold, it is the ice thorns born on the magma.

In the blink of an eye, the blade hit the page of the book, and the surrounding snowflakes stirred in all directions and shattered into snow foam!

Fang Zhiyuan volleyed in the air, the ground under his feet exploded, mud, rocks and grass roots flew up and then fell down again.

Clang, clang... Huangyang Qingming shook.The blade and the ancient book fought hard, and the flames burst out all the way!

The moon is dark, and the night is thick.Only this point of fire fell on the corners of Fang Zhiyuan's eyes and eyebrows, reflecting his stern and pretentious outline brightly and dazzlingly.

The pages of the ancient book began to fluctuate like waves, and the old man's voice began to be terrified: "You are not a living person, you are a unique ghost here! You are a disaster in the sky, a cold knife forged by people outside the sky!! "

Fang Zhiyuan sneered: "Really, it seems that you really know a lot! - so what!?"

There was a huge force on the scroll, and the Huangyang knife was bounced away.Fang Zhiyuan turned around, stepped on the scroll with force, swung his knife again and fell.

In an instant, dozens of moves have been fought.

The light of the knife left shallow marks in the void, piercing the night.

Fang Zhiyuan withdrew his saber and retreated, gritted his teeth secretly, now that he had just broken Mahayana, it should have been a time when he was full of vigor and invincible.

But it was precisely because of the way of forcibly breaking through the boundary that at least half of the blood in his body was drained, and his strength was almost exhausted...

The wind howled, and the old voice of the ancient book seemed to be heard next to his ears: "You are the source of disaster that cannot be escaped in the Three Realms and Two Worlds, and the catastrophe of Yin Qi is caused by your pure Yin soul! You have become the God of Outer Heaven! The knife killed tens of thousands of people, you should have been sunk in the flames of karma and lived forever..."

"..." Fang Zhiyuan's mind shook for a thousandth of an instant, his face was cold and hard, and his hand holding the knife was even tighter.

He didn't know whether the words in this ancient book were true or not, but now that he was facing the enemy's life and death, he knew that he couldn't let these words disturb him, so he regarded them as farting.

However... another kind of anxiety was burning in his chest.

What exactly is a cursed star, and why he should be cast aside from birth.After two lifetimes, he still has no answer.

The blade collided with the page again.

As half of the cliff exploded into powder, the ink characters on the book burst open, like splashes of dirty black blood.A few fragments of pages fell silently, turning into broken light and dissipating.

The dust scattered, and Fang Zhiyuan stood up with his sword horizontally panting.The ancient books fluttered and danced with the wind, and the voice seemed to be mocking: "The reason why you have been carefree until now is because you have been blindfolded, so you can't even see the river of blood flowing behind you."

"—Someone is hiding your fate and bearing your fate for you."

"..."

Suddenly, Fang Zhiyuan's heart tightened for no reason.

It was a dull, heavy heartbeat.

Boom... echoed in the chest cavity.

Like a stone thrown into a dark lake, ripples spread out circle after circle.

"He became a demon for you, and he caused disaster for you."

dizzy.Fang Zhiyuan was dripping with cold sweat, he knew that this was not just a reaction of his body going to collapse.

Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, and he didn't dare to think about it.An ominous premonition hangs in his heart like a cold poisonous scorpion's claws, and his instinctive defense against the crisis makes his whole body go numb instantly.

Recalling his memory, he was sent back to that cold night when he fled in the mountains.That year, there was a long wind blowing away the darkness, and the young Lin on the cliff carried a green and white fur robe, pointing to the stars.

In an instant, the voice from the depths of the memory surged from that year, shattering all rational thoughts.

The embarrassing and hoarse voice mixed with the clear and proud voice, reverberating, reverberating, reverberating to the end of the sky.

"Do you think you are capable enough to bear the fate of others...

"At that time, I will kill this star for you.

"You'll... regret it later...

"You can……

"I killed the star for you.

"You will be killed by me...

"I'll kill for you—"

"No..." Fang Zhiyuan gasped in dismay and wanted to get rid of it, but suddenly his heart was twisted like a knife, and his eyes were gradually blurred by something like fog, "...No."

His voice was so soft, as if he was afraid of breaking some precious bubble, he whispered to himself: No.

The voice of the ancient book seemed to come from nine heavens far away, with the coldness of the judge when he was convicted: "That person, in order to protect you, he killed for you—"

Fang Zhiyuan closed his eyes suddenly, his voice was hoarse and trembling: "...No."

"————!——————————!"

"..."

In an instant, all the sounds in the world disappeared like an ebb tide.

"..." Fang Zhiyuan gasped silently, he supported Huang Yang with difficulty and raised his head, his eyes were still sharp like knives under his sweaty black hair.

——At the moment before the sentence in the ancient book was about to be exhausted, he made a decisive decision and sealed his sense of hearing.

"Mr. Gushu, you are my enemy. You want to kill me, but you still expect me to obediently listen to you?"

Fang Zhiyuan raised half of the corners of his eyes tiredly, and sneered, "I've lived for 800 years, but I never thought I was such a naive idiot."

In the silent world, Fang Zhiyuan raised his long knife and pointed the tip at the ancient book.

But only he himself knew that the moment he made up his mind to seal off his sense of hearing, his heart had already been burned to ashes.

He didn't know what the ancient book was trying to say to him, and he didn't know what he missed, let alone whether he...did something wrong.

Maybe he did do something wrong, like choosing to live.

Not a living person... a ghost...

Shouldn't be alive.

The knife forged by the gods outside the sky...killed thousands of people...

Shouldn't be alive.

The source of misfortune in the Three Realms... the source of all disasters...

Shouldn't be alive.

Some people become demons for him, and some people cause disasters for him...

Shouldn't be alive.

...But, who is that person?

Who is looking back with a smile, with black hair in snow clothes, leading him into the mighty light, sending him to the clear and spacious fairyland, and not letting him see the blood flowing into rivers behind him.

who's that person.

That person, is... is it you?

The world is frozen in this moment.

In the world of silence, Fang Zhiyuan lost his mind in a daze.

He saw very clearly that the ancient book was cracked, and a giant claw covered with golden scales suddenly tore open the book.

The paper scroll with flying words was torn apart inch by inch, and small beams of moonlight, like gentle silver threads, stuck to the dragon claw and leaked from the gaps in the torn scroll.

The snowflakes that fell were rolled up into the sky again.The huge five-clawed golden dragon glared at its fangs, tore open the ancient book, and landed on the barren mountain with the person on its back.

Lin Ling's green phoenix eyes were full of chills, the demon king's black robes and bare hands, full of wind and snow, came to the east with a sword!

Yuyue split on the ancient book, thousands of pieces of paper turned into light spots and dissipated.

The huge scroll was hit hard by this, and the long pages were quickly gathered back.Seeing that there was no chance of winning, Xu Shi turned into a dark light and retreated, flying towards the direction of the academy.

The moonlight covered the barren hill again, and the golden dragon landed with Lin Lingqing on his back. The latter turned over and fell, walking towards Fang Zhiyuan.

Fang Zhiyuan cleared the sense of hearing that was blocked by himself, but the first thing he heard was a crisp sentence behind him: "Brother Qing'er!"

Yu Hongtang woke up like a little red fish, showing off her face and flying into Lin Lingqing's arms.Lin Lingqing hugged her, smiled with downcast eyes, and said something with joy and sullenness.

Fang Zhiyuan could see clearly from a distance, his eyes were hazy.I just feel that the person's appearance does not change, but it seems like a lifetime away.

Lin Lingqing raised his head and called this side faintly: "Zhiyuan."

He pushed Yu Hongtang away and walked towards Fang Zhiyuan.

The withered grass rustled.

Fang Zhiyuan took a step back in a daze.

"you……"

Is that you, senior brother?

Is the person in the mouth of the ancient book really you?

Fang Zhiyuan's eyes were even more confused, he almost felt that he was going to be unable to hold on, and he was going to pass out.

He could only stare at Lin Lingqing approaching as if his three souls and seven souls had been taken away, and when he got closer, he raised his slender and beautiful hands——

Snapped--!

Lin Ling's green brows were frosty, his face was pale, and when he raised his hand, he was slapped across the face.

That strength was still [-]% full, Fang Zhiyuan slapped him directly and fell to the ground, dumbfounded.

"..."

Behind Lin Lingqing, Yu Hongtang and Ao Zhao who had just turned into a human form were stunned, their jaws were about to drop as they looked at each other.

Fang Zhiyuan's face was burning with pain, and this slap was so clear that even the drowsy fog in front of his mind was blown away.He said in a daze, "...Brother?"

——As we all know, Huangyang Xianshou has always hated the matter of "entering the harem of the devil king and becoming a concubine".

However, at this moment, even Fang Zhiyuan himself had to admit: he was slapped to the ground coldly by the Demon Lord, and he looked up at the Demon Lord in disbelief. A resentful and desolate harem beauty.

However, Mojun Lin didn't give up, he took two steps forward unhurriedly, grabbed Fang Zhiyuan's collar and lifted him up... He clenched his fingers into a fist and punched him in the face.

Fang Zhiyuan took a hissing breath, closed his eyes and endured it.But I couldn't help crying secretly in my heart: I met in the psychic jade bead originally, but I still felt that my senior brother was not very angry...

"..." Yu Hongtang and Ao Zhao clutched their chins, their eyeballs almost popped out, but they didn't dare to make a sound.

Hearing the sound of bang bang, punches to the flesh... that was unceremoniously hitting the face!

Yu Hongtang trembled: "Brother Qing'er... If you want to hit him, don't hit him in the face."

Lin Lingqing didn't pay any attention to it, and just hit it.

Until Fang Zhiyuan finally couldn't bear it anymore, he took a gap and grabbed Lin Lingqing's wrist.

The corners of his lips were pierced, blood dripped down, and he looked very frightening.Fang Zhiyuan suppressed his anger, gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "... Lin Lingqing! Have you enjoyed the beating yet!?"

Lin Lingqing was trembling all over: "No."

Under the moonlight, his eyes were filled with anger and pain, and they were flushed and moist.

"you……!"

Fang Zhiyuan's eyes were almost murderous.

He stared at Lin Lingqing up and down, at the long-lost snow bone emperor's black robe, at the man who couldn't stop shaking.

Finally, his eyes turned back to his hands.

It was at this moment that Fang Zhiyuan suddenly realized that he had surpassed his senior brother by a level.The slender wrist bone was clutched tightly in his hand and he couldn't break free, as long as he exerted more force, it could be ruthlessly broken from it.

Fang Zhiyuan closed his eyes, he took a couple of deep breaths, with an attitude of seeing death as home——

He let go of Lin Lingqing's wrist abruptly.

The next moment, he was directly punched by Lin Lingqing and lay on the ground.

Yu Hongtang and Ao Zhao were relatively silent.

Look, look, this is the Lotus Bone Demon Lord and Huangyang Immortal Head who divided the fairy world equally in the previous life!

What is a fairy couple!It is this kind of getting along that ordinary people can't understand, which is worthy of being called a couple of gods——

I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I dare not compare, I dare not compare.