Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

With a sharp blade across his neck, Lin Lingqing remained motionless.

He fixedly stared at the girl in front of him, glanced at Yin Changxin behind him, and said warmly: "If you want to capture me, this person will fight you desperately."

"Do you want to fight hard and finally make wedding clothes for others?"

Lin Lingqing sighed softly, with a soft voice, "It's too bad...I look at you as smart and arrogant, would you do such a thing?"

"..."

The girl's eyes darkened, and she looked even colder.

But he didn't move the machete.

Of course Lin Lingqing knew that she would not do anything.If she really wanted to kill, she would have shot directly, instead of making threats like "put a knife around your neck" that look scary but have no real meaning.

His heart was at peace, his demeanor became more relaxed, he tilted his head and said with a smile: "Ah, could it be that you are worried that just me...can hinder your great career in the Panyu world?"

The girl raised her eyebrows mockingly: "Ridiculous! With your physique, even if no one kills you, in three to five days, you will die because you can't bear the exhaustion of the rich spiritual flow in the Panyu Realm."

"Then the matter is simple. You see, you don't need me yourself, and you don't want to take advantage of others for nothing... And I am a dying person who poses no threat. Why do you still waste all your energy on me?"

"..."

The girl was emotionally complex and remained silent.I vaguely felt that what he said seemed quite reasonable.

But she felt that something was wrong, so she handed the scimitar forward unwillingly: "But I let you go for nothing, what good is there?"

Lin Lingqing said seriously: "You just put the knife on my neck, and you haven't caught me yet. How can you tell me to let me go? Now you're watching me go, and you're telling me you don't lose money."

After a pause, "But... if you are willing to put the knife back and talk to us, I will give you another gift."

"Say something to you guys?"

"Yes, don't you want to know why Tongzi Xin doesn't know you?"

"..."

The girl's face was still stern.However, after a while, the white sheathed scimitar dissipated between her fingers.

Yin Changxin's expression changed several times when he watched from behind, this... he was ready to fight the girl, why did she take back her weapon in a few words?

Lin Lingqing flicked his sleeves, nodded and said, "Thank you very much. Come, I'll give you a lamp."

He untied one of the three small lamps tied to the Wuchi Qingming Festival, and handed it to the girl.

"...You dare to play me!?"

Lin Lingqing held a lantern in his hand, pointed at Yin Changxin with the other, and said very seriously: "He told me that there are no lights in the Panyu Realm, and things are rare and valuable."

As he said that, the Demon Lord took the girl's hand and put the little lamp in her palm, "Okay. Now you are the only Panyu Immortal with a lamp in the world. With the lamp, you can see clearly in the dark." It's fine where you stand."

The little lamp was like a cluster of weak flames in the dark night, reflecting the touch of the two fingers.Lin Lingqing looked at the girl's sullen and stunned face, and couldn't help sighing softly: So the skin of Panyu people also has body temperature.

How did they live in such a cold way.

Lin Lingqing pointed to Yin Changxin again: "This man is my master. He was captured by the Lord in Yujie, tortured, and his soul was destroyed a lot. Many things in the Panyu world, things in the past, I don't even remember."

The girl turned her head abruptly, and looked at Yin Changxin in even more astonishment. At this moment, the ice sculpture-like face appeared to be alive: "Don't remember? You don't remember?"

Yin Changxin frowned slightly and asked her, "What should I remember?"

"..."

Yin Changxin bypassed Lin Lingqing, he pressed his narrow golden eyes, and walked towards her in a deep voice: "You know me, but I don't know you."

The girl was silent for a long time, and looked up at the cursed star in the sky.

"...my grandfather, grandpa, fell in the battle of Yin and Nan."

Yin Changxin's expression moved slightly.

"Every hundred years, the day when the evil star shines is the death day of those heroic souls. My father said that many people used to remember to worship, but later, there were fewer and fewer people."

The girl said coldly: "When the lord ruled Panyu back then, he made a promise that he would treat the powerful children, relatives and descendants who died in the battle of Yin and disaster well. But thousands of years and thousands of years, more and more descendants of heroes Surrender to the Lord, know that the Lord does not like them to worship, and will not come again."

"Even now... I still think about it in my heart. Occasionally, in the days when the evil star shines, the only one who worships the heroic soul of the year..."

The girl took a deep look at Yin Changxin, and her lips were about to part, as if she was about to say "It's just me and you".

...but finally turned his head away.A few strands of black hair grazed the snowy cheeks and swayed in the wind, like the last remnant flag on the battlefield at dusk, a bit desolate.

She lowered her eyes coldly, held the small lamp in her hand, and laughed at herself, "It seems that I'm the only one."

Lin Lingqing suddenly interjected, "That's not right."

The girl couldn't help but looked over, and saw this very handsome and beautiful Yujie Luding smiled, stroking Yin Changxin's shoulder with one hand, and said sincerely: "Now you tell him, he will know. Then you Still two people."

"..."

"Yujie people," the girl frowned slightly without sadness or joy on her face, "You are very different from the Yujie people I imagined."

Lin Lingqing said: "Yes, many things will not be as you imagined."

The girl said: "It's been a long time since I've had so many conversations with living creatures. Are you going to see your Taoist companion? You can't save him, so let's say goodbye before dying."

Lin Lingqing frowned and lowered his eyes, didn't say anything, just said: "It's fate to meet again, I want to give you another gift."

The girl stopped mocking this time, and asked, "What is it?"

Lin Lingqing said: "A name. I will give you the lamp, so you can call it A Deng."

The girl seemed to smile, "No need, no one in the Panyu world knows how to call names."

Lin Lingqing said, "It's up to you."

After that, he turned around without any defense, turned his back to the girl and looked at Yin Yuan: "I'm going to see Zhi Yuan. Master, why don't you... accompany Ah Deng to worship here?"

Yin Changxin was silent for a while, and said: "The night is long and dreamy, go and come back quickly. I will wait for you here."

Lin Lingqing nodded, lightly tapped the green stick with the bright lamp in his hand in the void, and his body flew away like a feather in the wind, falling into the dark abyss.

No one saw him turning his head, heaved a sigh of relief, blinked indifferently, and a grateful sigh was drowned in the wind:

"...Panyu people are really easy to deceive, especially Panyu's little girl."

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In the Yin Abyss of Panyu Realm, there is neither the bright lights of Snow Bone City nor the lotus fragrance of Red Lotus Abyss.Only deep water, black stones and the occasional scattered fairy bones, dark and cold to the bone.

Lin Lingqing leaned on the five-foot Qingming with one hand, unconsciously clenched his white robe with the other, and followed his memory to find the place where Fang Zhiyuan was earlier.

The remaining two small lamps whirled on the head of the stick with the wind, illuminating the square inch under his feet.

As he walked, Lin Lingqing felt uneasy again.

Zhiyuan is in Panyu, and now he has caught up with the change of the evil star, so I don't know if there is any influence on him.

Will he be wronged and bullied when he is with such a group of [-] monks who made troubles and forced the palace in Liuhuazhou?

Lord Panyu saw the evil star created in the past fell into his own hands, what if he wanted to do something to him again...

The deeper you go, the more thoughts are churning in your mind.

Suddenly staggered, Lin Lingqing could not help but take two steps forward, the candle light shook violently four or five times, illuminating a familiar silhouette a few steps away——

The darkness was as thick as lumps of solidified ink.Fang Zhiyuan was half curled up, leaning against the stagnant water under the black rock, his hair was disheveled, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

He bowed his long body and buried his face low, with the spine protruding obviously, in a posture of extreme pain and forbearance.

Lin Lingqing's hand trembled, and Wu Chi Qingming almost missed it.

When he came back to his senses, his people were already on the edge of the barrier, and they almost sat down on their knees, the cold water splashing wet the snow robe and white clothes.He pressed his hands against the solid wall of the barrier, and hurriedly called out: "Zhiyuan!?——Zhiyuan!!"

Fang Zhiyuan obviously heard it, and his breathing became more chaotic.After two or three breaths, he turned his head stiffly, his forehead was wet with sweat, and his voice was hoarse like a person who hadn't drank water for three days and three nights: "...Why...you haven't left yet..."

Before he finished his sentence, he smiled idiotically, and his eyes fell on the halo around Lin Lingqing's body blankly, "You still have a lamp? You really..."

Fang Zhiyuan leaned against the cold stone with his black hair on his pillow, closed his eyes and tilted his head, choked up and said, "You really..."

Lin Lingqing looked at him steadfastly, his ten fingers clasped on the barrier were faintly white: "What about me? No matter how dark the place is, I can come to you with a light on."

He didn't know what happened at all, but at the moment he met Fang Zhiyuan's slack eyes, he seemed to understand everything.

Or should I say, not everything is understood, but everything is no longer important.

Lin Lingqing knelt in the water of the Yin Abyss, her white hair hanging down her shoulders.Wu Chi Qingming stood beside him, like the last fire in the dark night.

The Demon Lord lowered his trembling eyelashes, endured the pain and regret in his heart, swallowed the magma that had burned down his throat, and just shook his head gently:

"It's okay...Ah Yuan, it's nothing serious."

Fang Zhiyuan struggled to support the rocks along the way, half kneeling and half crawling, moving his body a little closer to the snow-white flame that came for him.

Seeing Lin Lingqing kneeling and soaking in the cold water of the abyss, he couldn't help but feel like a knife was twisting in his heart: "You...you get up first. Brother, stand up..."

A barrier separates two people.

He couldn't lean over and hug him, and neither could he.

After only seeing him for half a day, Fang Zhiyuan was already weak to an unimaginable level.In just a few steps, he couldn't even crawl.

Losing strength halfway, the person slanted into the icy ground of the Yin Abyss, curled up and coughed like convulsions.

"Zhiyuan!" Lin Lingqing subconsciously slapped the barrier, the corners of his eyes turned red, and his helpless voice seemed to shatter, "Don't come here, don't move... I heard No!"

Suddenly, he seemed to hear a faint, almost inaudible sound of breathing in the darkness not far away.

It also seems that there are one after another looking back and forth in fear, anxiety and guilt. This feeling is very subtle and very strange.

Lin Lingqing lifted Wuchi Qingming abruptly, and the light cast a shadow——

They were all hiding in a group not near or far away, the shadows of cultivators from the education world.

All of a sudden, Lin Lingqing felt a rush of blood rushing straight into his head, his teeth were shaking under the extreme anger, and his murderous intent poured out violently, "You... you just... look at him like this!!"

No one dared to answer.In the darkness, shivering eyes flicked between Fang Zhiyuan and Lin Lingqing, and then moved away with a heavy sense of guilt.

Fang Zhiyuan laughed palely, and said hoarsely: "Don't be angry, I told everyone not to approach me..."

He propped up his trembling arms again, and slowly got up, "I have a problem...it's the bad star, the bad star seems to be pulling my soul, I don't know what I will become..."

Lin Lingqing put down Wuchi Qingming and looked at him absent-mindedly.

Fang Zhiyuan finally leaned over and pressed his body against the edge of the barrier, so Lin Lingqing's light also enveloped his tired and pale face.

"Senior brother..." Fang Zhiyuan raised one hand with great difficulty, groped to open it, and wanted to touch Lin Lingqing's hand with ten fingers.

He squinted his eyes slightly, not sure if it was because of sleepiness or blurred vision, "So, if someone dares to approach me, I will hit him... Except you, who else can bear it?"

Lin Lingqing also moved her body closer, but all she touched was the cold and hard barrier.

The two of them were actually already leaning against each other, holding hands, cheek to cheek... But what they got was only cold, without the slightest warmth from each other's body.

Under the turbid night sky, there is a vast abyss, a boundless barrier, and 10 people near and far.

And the tiny two shadows.

and a little light.

It seemed as if there were only the two of them left in the world.

Fang Zhiyuan looked up at the curse star in a daze, and said with a wry smile: "Brother, do you know what you saved back then..."

Lin Lingqing also looked up and said, "I know."

His eyes reflected the red light of the cursed star.

"You do not know……"

"I know, I just found out."

"..."

"It's a star. You see, I've been saying it since I was a kid."

Fang Zhiyuan lowered his head and smiled, seemingly very satisfied.

He murmured in a low voice: "...enough."

Then, he turned his face and looked straight at Lin Lingqing, bent his fingers slightly, and said, "Brother, listen to me, go back to Yujie."

Lin Lingqing didn't even think about it: "No."

Fang Zhiyuan became a little anxious, and his breathing became disordered again, "Listen to me! Tomorrow the Lord will infuse Yin Qi in the barrier to refine the furnace cauldron. I am a disaster star, and I may be able to find a turning point at that time; the big deal I really made a cauldron, with my cultivation base, I can wait for an opportunity to escape—"

"But you, senior brother...you will die if you stay here, you must go back."

As he said that, Fang Zhiyuan's expression became serious, and he raised his left hand, and there was a sharp stone between his fingers.He made a gesture of gesturing on his neck.

"Of course, if you insist on seeking death, I have no choice but to die before you first and stay with you."