Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

The flying snow dissipated, and the bright moon disappeared.

Fang Zhiyuan leaned against a dead tree and breathed out cross-legged.The two qi of yin and yang flowed all over his body, and flowed into the golden elixir from the twelve meridians, like sweet rain to moisten the dry and cracked earth, repeating the cycle.

Sitting next to Lin Lingqing, he stared intently at his side.After a while, he raised one hand, hooked the fringed ribbon with his fingertips, and slowly eased off the Graceful Xuanpao.

Then he raised his hand to give it away, and the thick robe fell silently on Fang Zhiyuan's shoulders, and the slender black fleece collar covered his chin.

Two children, Yu Hongtang and Ao Zhao, were sitting a little far away, chatting with great interest.

From time to time, he glanced here from the corner of his eye, as if expecting to see something.

Lin Lingqing was in no mood to do anything else.The bottom of his eyes seemed to be filled with a profound mist, after the flames of anger were extinguished, there was only silence left.

In the final analysis, the out-of-control anger and excitement just now was nothing but fear.

Came here from the Western Regions, chasing wind and clouds all the way.He was still on the golden dragon's back, and his spiritual sense had already arrived one step ahead. He saw the lights of the vertical and horizontal swords, and heard the shocking words.

He heard the old man's yelling from the ancient book.

"That person, to protect you, killed the holy son, deceived the immortal sect, recruited evil, and allowed millions of corpses in the three realms! You are still kept in the dark, and you don't know how much blood debt you have!!"

At that moment, Lin Lingqing didn't know how to describe his feelings.

The sky was spinning, the five thunders were crashing, and the heart was broken... These were not enough. He lay on the golden dragon spine and felt cold from the top of his head to his toes, and even heard the crackling sound coming from the depths of his soul.

... It was once the deepest pool of dirty blood buried in his bones, and it was also a heart demon that he loved like a moth to a flame.

Even though he has seen clearly in this life, knowing that the so-called celestial misfortune was intentionally done by someone from outside the sky, he still dare not let Fang Zhiyuan touch the truth.

After all, no matter how you distinguish it, the disaster in the fairy world in the previous life is real, so many lives are real, and his fall is also real.

So he was afraid.

Not only afraid, but also uneasy about the next road.

On the line between life and death, Fang Zhiyuan chose to profess his sense of hearing in front of the ancient script, so that his mind would not be disturbed when facing the enemy.

But from now on, he doesn't think that Fang Zhiyuan will treat it as if he didn't hear anything.

Time gradually passed, the moon disappeared, and the mountains were white.

Lin Lingqing remained expressionless, pinching the soft flesh of his fingers with his fingernails.

How long can I keep it a secret?What is the origin of this ancient book?Why did I never see this weapon spirit move in the previous life, but in this life, I have revealed a secret...

Did it get some information from the people outside the sky, or is it itself a property of the people outside the sky?

There was a slight sound beside him.Fang Zhiyuan woke up, holding the robe on his body with one hand, his upturned face was bathed in the skylight, very bright, "Why is it already dawn?"

Lin Lingqing said coldly, "Did you realize your mistake?"

"I was wrong..." Fang Zhiyuan tore off his robe and put it on his arms, stood up and walked over, "I was wrong last time, I beat you lightly."

He walked around behind Lin Lingqing, shook off the graceful robe, and wrapped the thin shoulders of the demon king in it.

"Don't touch me." Lin Lingqing looked ahead, from here he could see a thin layer of dawn rising from his feet.

On the devastated hills, the dead and black plants were distorted, like hand bones with five fingers stretched towards the sky.

"Are you still angry? Why don't you continue to fight?"

Fang Zhiyuan was very displeased, and then stretched out his arms, and tightened them around Lin Lingqing's waist involuntarily, "Tsk... I didn't know that senior brother would be so fierce."

Lin Lingqing frowned, raised his hand and pushed him: "Get lost."

Fang Zhiyuan smiled: "I miss you, give me a hug."

Lin Lingqing didn't refuse, but she didn't look back.Fang Zhiyuan rested his chin on his neck, and the two watched the sunrise in silence.

Under the shadow of the tree behind, Yu Hongtang tugged at Ao Zhao and bit her ear, the little girl in red's eyes sparkled: "I thought my brother and the others would kiss, why didn't they kiss?"

Ao Zhao blushed, but suppressed his excited voice: "Ah! Actually! In fact, the fight between the master and His Majesty the Demon Lord is very interesting."

Yu Hongtang chuckled: "It's better to kiss, or fight on the bed."

"?" Xiao Jinlong was as pure as his brother's East Liuhai Sea, Ao Zhao looked innocent and confused, and couldn't understand.

It's a pity that Lin Lingqing and Fang Zhiyuan didn't kiss each other in the end, and of course they didn't fight again, or... "fight".

After the surroundings were completely brightened, Fang Zhiyuan finally asked, "Why are you here? You left Senluo Stone Palace and came here?"

Lin Lingqing said: "Don't be afraid, Ye Fu is guarding there."

Fang Zhiyuan said: "Ye Fu? Sword God Ye Fu?"

Lin Lingqing and Fang Zhiyuan briefly explained how he met Ye Fu.

Fang Zhiyuan said conveniently: "The crisis in the Western Regions is still unresolved, don't worry about Xuegu City falling into Gu Wenxiang's hands for a long time, you have to go back."

"...Zhiyuan," Lin Lingqing's eyes moved slightly, and he put his fingers on the back of Fang Zhiyuan's hand around his waist, "You and I will go to Xuegu City."

Fang Zhiyuan looked at him steadfastly: "I haven't finished the investigation, senior brother."

Lin Lingqing looked back at the past calmly: "If you want to find out the person who ascended, you already know that you can't find it; if you want to ask about the ancient book, you also know that the ancient book is an enemy and not a friend; The dean, and made such a big noise to break Yuan Ying..."

He paused, then said calmly, "...what else do you want, Fang Zhiyuan, do you really want me to collect your body?"

Fang Zhiyuan choked sharply, thinking: Why is this person still saying the same thing as Yu Hongtang?

Lin Lingqing said: "Why are you doing such nonsense, why do you have to fight for a moment to break through?"

Fang Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows feigning anger: "Do you have the face to ask? Just when the monster wave was rioting, you cut off the news and didn't even let me hear a breath. What do you want me to think!"

Lin Lingqing slightly hooked the corners of her red lips: "Isn't that enough? We are separated, you don't worry about me at all times, and now I don't worry about you, it's better to be together."

"..."

Fang Zhiyuan frowned, "Okay, I can't say no to you."

With a smile in the corner of Lin Lingqing's eyes, he said softly: "Yes, no one can blame me. So, if you have any troubles in your heart... you might as well come and tell me."

Fang Zhiyuan retreated a little vigilantly: "What can't be done."

Lin Lingqing said: "What did the ancient book tell you?"

Fang Zhiyuan shook his head with a smile, muttered in a low voice, "I still think you are going to say something", and said: "I don't know, I didn't hear a word of the nonsense in the book."

Lin Lingqing said: "But I listened, I heard it say that the Yin Ming Fuxing is a knife forged by the God of Heaven, and it said that the blood disaster in the three worlds in the previous life was caused by you."

Fang Zhiyuan trembled imperceptibly.

He forced himself to be calm: "So...so what. You..."

Lin Lingqing said: "I think it's very funny."

"..."

Lin Lingqing pressed his palms to the ground, and a soundproof array was raised under the dead tree where the two of them were sitting.

"Zhiyuan, do you still remember what it was like when you and I first met in the previous life?"

"...I can't forget."

"Okay then, tell me."

"It was late at night, on Linhai. There was a moon in the sky. I remember the moonlight was so bright that the waves were illuminated silver,"

Fang Zhiyuan lowered his eyes, and his voice had a mellow magnetism, "When you came here, you were walking on Tunan, wearing snow-white clothes. You... are so beautiful that you are not like a living person, but like an illusion from a picture scroll."

Lin Lingqing frowned: "?"

Fang Zhiyuan continued to talk intoxicatedly, "I still remember your sword, every wave reflected your sword... I sank in the sea, and when my consciousness was blurred, my eyes were full of water waves and sword lights. I thought it was snowing. You are a fairy boy made of snow."

"..."

The Demon Lord stared at Fang Zhiyuan in surprise and suspicion, and thought blankly: You were hanging your last breath at that time, and what messed up your mind was! ?

Fang Zhiyuan said with a low smile: "Then... I remember you retracting your sword, holding my hand with one hand, and then changing hands, and picking me up from the sea... At that time, I was half awake, and I didn't think it was this Really, I vaguely feel that your skin is so white, and your clothes are so white, it's a pity to get dirty by me..."

"—Enough is enough, shut up!"

Finally, Lin Lingqing couldn't bear the shame anymore. He stood up suddenly, and said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about!? Who wants to hear you praise me and talk about yourself!"

Fang Zhiyuan was helpless: "Me? I was going to die then, what can I say?"

Lin Lingqing raised his hand seriously: "Okay, very good, stop. This sentence is enough, don't talk anymore."

Fang Zhiyuan: "..."

"I just want to tell you," Lin Lingqing cleared his throat, "When you and I first met, your life was hanging by a thread. After that, you should know how many times you have walked before the gate of hell .”

"If you really are the treasure of the Outer Heaven Gods and their weapon against the Immortal World, then there will be no one guarding you for so many years, and it is impossible for Wang Zhe to kill you during Jingui's trial."

"...So it's not you, you're not," Lin Lingqing looked at Fang Zhiyuan solemnly, his eyes were so clear that he seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, "In the past, and in the future, you are neither."

He held Fang Zhiyuan's hand tightly, and his voice was tense, "If you can't see clearly in the middle of the game, I can tell you thousands of times. Zhiyuan, do you understand?"

Fang Zhiyuan was slightly taken aback.

After a while, he turned his palm over, held Lin Lingqing's hand back, and said hoarsely, "...well, I'm not."

Lin Lingqing smiled and said, "I'll give you another thing."

He sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, his spirit still sitting quietly in the depths of the red lotus pool.A small crack that opened up when I was startled just now was faintly visible, but after adjusting my breath in the middle of the night to calm my mind, it has almost recovered.

As soon as Lin Lingqing thought, Shenhun raised his hand, and suddenly inserted his fingertips into his chest!

He flexed his fingers in pain, breaking the crack that was about to heal even wider.

Fang Zhiyuan suddenly realized something was wrong, and the blood on his face faded: "What are you doing!?"

He hugged Lin Lingqing's shoulders violently, but the latter calmly spread out his palms, a small piece of broken soul was flashing with life.

Lin Lingqing broke his heart and soul.

In Fang Zhiyuan's frightened and angry eyes, the broken soul gradually condensed into the shape of a flower bud, and it was dyed light red from the bottom, just like a drop of blood.

The wind from nowhere blows all over the world, and the snow-white palm is full of red, with a bitter fragrance, and it blooms into the appearance of a red lotus.

"See it clearly. It's just a small piece of broken soul. It doesn't even have my spiritual consciousness. It won't hurt my soul."

Lin Lingqing raised her eyebrows gently, and with a snap of her fingers, the Linglong Red Lotus sank into Fang Zhiyuan's eyebrows, "Your sea of ​​consciousness is barren, it's too boring. Senior brother sent you flowers."

The soul transformed into form and quietly implanted into the sea of ​​consciousness.

This is a heart flower.

Lin Lingqing said Wushang Shenhun, but Fang Zhiyuan was still in pain, and asked repeatedly: "What do you mean?"

Lin Lingqing said frankly: "I'm afraid you're thinking about it, if you have the time to think about it, you might as well think about me."

Fang Zhiyuan was impatient: "I don't miss you enough? I promised to follow you to Xuegu City!?"

Lin Lingqing stood up abruptly, withdrew the soundproof array, and greeted Yu Hongtang and Ao Zhao: "Let's go, little brown sugar, Zhao'er! Let's go to the Western Regions."

After saying a word, the Demon Lord glanced at the sky thoughtfully.

... The sky is light blue, with cotton-like white clouds floating, looking peaceful and calm.

Knowing that Yuan broke through the realm in this life is the same as when he formed a dual infant under the Yin Yuan.From the beginning to the end, there was no thunder calamity.

……

Ao Zhao took off and took the wind to the west.

Fortunately, Jinlong has a broad back, which can accommodate three people sitting together.Yu Hongtang was lying in Lin Lingqing's arms, playing coquettishly, but the latter had no choice but to ask Fang Zhiyuan to find Ye Si and Song Wu for him, at least to tell Xu Yun that the little brown sugar was with them.

"Second, Second Senior Brother!"

Soon, Ye Huaguo connected to the psychic Yuzhu in a panic, and stammered the ins and outs of Yu Hongtang's disappearance and her pursuit of it.

"Stupid..."

Fang Zhiyuan hated iron but steel, "It's all right if you're stupid, you're as stupid as Yu Hongtang? You finally ran out, and even pointed out a way for you to catch her back!?"

Ye Huaguo wanted to cry but had no tears: "Little Brown Tang! How could you be like this!"

When Yu Hongtang heard it, she threw herself from Lin Lingqing's arms into Fang Zhiyuan's, and through the psychic jade beads, stuck out her tongue at her silly senior sister to make faces.

Lin Lingqing said helplessly: "Okay, now Xiaohongtang and Zhiyuan are here with me, you don't have to worry about it. The Western Regions are not a safe place, I don't worry about you alone, go back to Xuyun."

Ye Huaguo whispered: "Ah, well, well...then I'll tell Song Wu, seniors, be careful! If——if there's not enough pills, I'll also call Song Wuyong Send the magic weapon over there!"

After the psychic jade beads faded, Fang Zhiyuan took Lin Lingqing's shoulders: "Senior brother, I just calculated it. You and I rush now, and we should be able to meet with the rescuers of Jingui Palace. You can guess who is more... One step faster."

Lin Lingqing said with disgust: "Jingui Palace is so slow? I've already walked back and forth."

Fang Zhiyuan shook his head greatly: "What are you doing? Lu Kuifu has to dispatch everywhere first, and then rush with a large number of monks as reinforcements. When he arrives in the Western Regions, he has to break through the beast tide all the way. This way, going back and forth, will definitely not be faster than Xiaolong."

Lin Lingqing said it made sense, and laughed again: "Lu Kuifu and Chai E haven't seen each other for a long time, I don't know what will happen then."

Yu Hongtang played with Lin Lingqing's drooping hair with her fingers, blinked slowly and said, "It's strange, brother, when did you suddenly know so many people?"

Lin Lingqing looked composed, and said leisurely: "Guess."

In such an idle conversation, the Golden Dragon had already passed Lizhou and the edge of Liuhuazhou.

At this moment, Ao Zhao suddenly stopped, and said "Huh".

Fang Zhiyuan immediately asked: "What's wrong?"

The golden dragon turned its head sideways for a moment, then circled in the sky again, shaking its head in distress.It whispered: "No, why can't I feel it? It's just now..."

Ao Zhao hesitated again, "Maybe Xiaolong made a mistake."

Lin Lingqing stood up straight: "It's okay, tell me what you felt just now?"

Ao Zhao whispered distressed again: "Xiaolong seems to have felt a trace of King Hongyao's aura just now...but now, he can't find it anyway..."