Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

The feeling of being damaged is really uncomfortable.For a while, Lin Lingqing fell into a semi-consciousness and couldn't wake up.

He vaguely felt the thunder light flickering through a layer of eyelids, and knew that it was an old man who came here.He dimly heard Rukuev's rough and hoarse voice, the man called out to his lord in a panic, knocked his knees on the ground, and said in pain that he was late.

...Come on.Lin Lingqing thought to himself in a daze, at least he is still a most honorable fairy head now, if anyone sees it, then Liuhuazhou will be changed.

He heard Fang Zhiyuan's voice again, it was too low, hoarse and trembling again.Lin Lingqing tried hard to listen, but couldn't understand what his star was saying.

Lin Lingqing could only think in a daze: It's over.It's over, it's over, it's over, I just said that I'll go back to the inn and teach him a lesson, now I can't scold his little misfortune, I'm afraid I have to be coaxed...

There was another sharp pain in the sea of ​​consciousness, and Lin Lingqing's consciousness could not continue, and he sank deeper.

He sank into the depths and saw some bizarre scenes.

That's the sky cracking and Yin Qi pouring in.

He was dressed in white with a snow sword, standing alone at a height higher than Xuyun Mountain, what he saw in his eyes was ashes.The thick black sea waves hit him, engulfing him in one mouthful, and the light died out.

He fell downwards, his eyes were dark, his limbs were cold, and he couldn't tell whether he was sinking in the sky or the bottom of the sea.

In the blink of an eye, he saw the four peaks of Xuyun, where the grass was growing and the warbler was flying.

Under the old god tree, he took out a jar of fine wine buried last year.When he was young, Fang Zhiyuan looked at him with a black shirt and disheveled hair, propped his chin and smiled, there seemed to be a twinkle in his eyes.

The young girl in red ran over with her bare feet stepping on new grass, and plunged into the arms of him and Fang Zhiyuan.The wine jar was tilted, and the thin clothes of the brothers and sisters were soaked.

Lin Lingqing was caught in the chaos, feeling a little sad.

...Why did you tell him to watch this kind of dream.

He saw the empty Snowbone City again, and the huge city tower that pierced into the clouds suddenly collapsed.

The blood solidified into black spots, and there were many chaotic figures in front of him, as if ghosts and ghosts crawled out of Shura's hell, dancing wildly.

"What day is today? The tenth...thirteenth day?"

"This demon king looked handsome and handsome, but he didn't expect his bones to be so hard, he still didn't beg for mercy..."

"Well, it's not moving anymore."

"The god will not let this person faint, let's go, let's..."

He saw the boat go through the reeds.

The setting sun shines, and the red light shines on the sea waves near the sea.

Song Wu took the lead, steering a flat boat and walking slowly.Xun San sat at the stern playing the piano, the warmth of his eyes and eyebrows melted into the music.

A long sea breeze blew over, and the group of yin body disciples from Xuyun Outer Sect were singing short songs, the singing was intermittent, as if they were far away or near.

In the cabin, his elder brother just finished cooking, braised fish in brown sauce, a few side dishes, and mellow wine.His Xing Xing and Xiao Brown Tang were dragged by him to beat him, but Yu Hongtang overturned the vinegar, Fang Zhiyuan bent down to clean up while cursing.

Ye Si lifted up the bamboo curtain with a smile on his face, and shouted with his head: "Senior Brother San, don't play the piano, Xiao Wu also stops the boat! Eat, eat, come in!"

He saw Jin Tong who was aloof.

In the darkness, the iron hook pierced through nine joints, and he was hoisted up like a gossamer, and sent to the stranger with golden eyes.

The golden-eyed stranger looked at him in amazement, stroked him, and praised him as the most wonderful cauldron.

The reverberating scream was so shrill, so desperate, and so helpless... Lin Lingqing couldn't believe it was coming from himself.

"God, look, he is crying!"

"What are you pretending to be unyielding, it's not...hehe."

"Hahahaha! If he dies, he dies!!"

...Why did you tell him to watch this kind of dream.

Lin Lingqing was upset, he just wanted to wake up quickly, he had no time to sink into this dirty dream.

But Huanmeng refused to let him go like a demon.He saw blood and fire joined together.Yin Changxin put his hands on the top of his hair, his eyes were intertwined with sadness and indifference.

"Why did it get so dirty..."

"Lin Lingqing, who allowed you to become a demon?"

Finally he saw the Mountain Sea and Star Terrace, and Jina was standing far away.

A pillar of fire fell from the sky, burning the purple figure of the Holy Son into ashes. The scorching light made his eyes sting and tears flowed down his face.

Jina's voice came from afar: "Lin Lingqing, do you regret it..."

Lin Lingqing thought quietly: No, I don't regret it.

I have no regrets.

A weak but warm force lifted his consciousness up.He recalled the fire again.It was the bonfire that Fang Zhiyuan lit in the cold night when Fang Zhiyuan led him to escape.

The light in front of his eyes became brighter and brighter, and his five senses were gradually recovering. Lin Lingqing vaguely felt that he was hugged by a familiar breath, and there were many people around him talking noisyly.

"……Um…"

Trying to open his eyes, the scene in front of him changed from blurry to clear.

"Eldest brother... woo..." Ye Huaguo knelt in front of him and held his hand, sobbing and crying when he saw him wake up, "It's okay, it's okay, we're all here... You've already taken the pill, you'll be fine..."

Lin Lingqing felt weak all over, and was still speechless, only thinking vaguely: Why is he not stuttering now.

He moved a little and found himself leaning against Fang Zhiyuan's arms.Fang Zhiyuan's eyes were dark, his head was lowered, his arms were tightly wrapped around him, and he said hoarsely, "...don't move."

A lot of people gathered on the cliff, it must be Lu Xianshou's ax that shook the sky and thundered, scaring all the fairy sects gathered on Jingui's trial and running over.

At a glance, Yuan Ziyi from the academy, the little demon boy from Senluo Stone Palace, Xuanyuanyi from Jiangu... Well, there are all acquaintances in this circle.

Xun Mingsi was confronting Jina, and his usually elegant voice was frighteningly cold at this moment: "If Ziwei Pavilion doesn't give an explanation for this matter, I, Xuyun, will never give up!"

Jina and all the disciples of Ziwei Pavilion have woken up.Ziwei Shengzi bowed and said: "The matter happened in Ziwei Pavilion. After returning this time, Jina will definitely investigate strictly."

Xun Mingsi flicked his sleeves and sneered, "After you go back? Ji Shengzi, you think you're fooling a three-year-old!"

Behind them is the huge millet boat in Ziwei Pavilion.Song Youdu sat on the bow of the boat, expressionless said: "If you don't explain, don't even try to drive Su Zhou away."

He was weighing the mountain hammer in his right hand, and the flying magic circle had been smashed into a mess.

"This……"

The Ziwei Pavilion disciples looked at each other, they were used to being arrogant, and they always regarded themselves as true gods who would not touch the fireworks of the world, how could they have endured such an aggressive posture?

Immediately, XingXiu protectors stopped in front of Shengzi, and one of them said angrily: "Xu Yun, don't deceive people too much! Shengzi has promised to investigate strictly, what are you going to do?"

"Hmph! You say strict investigation is strict investigation?"

There was a sneer full of disdain, and everyone looked over in surprise, and the one who spoke was actually the little demon boy.

Shentu Linchun raised his head with his chest in his arms, and said with a smile: "Once the door is closed, who knows whether it is strict or wide? After all, Ziwei Shengzi can't even tell the origin of his elders... Tsk tsk, why don't you?" Will it be a gang?"

"It's nonsense!" No matter how self-restraining Jina was, she couldn't help being sullen under such doubts, "Jina swears with her Dao heart, she has no intention of harming anyone!"

The scene was extremely chaotic, but Immortal Lukuifu was not here.Lin Lingqing only felt a throbbing pain in his temple.

He inhaled lightly, turned sideways and opened his mouth with difficulty, and decided to call his family back first: "Mingsi, have a degree...don't be rude, come here."

Unexpectedly, when he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and weak.The girl Ye Huaguo panicked again: "Elder brother! Don't bother talking anymore... Hurry, hurry up and rest, we can go back right away..."

"...No, I'm fine." Lin Lingqing was at a loss, wondering what was going on with all of this.Didn't I just faint for a while, this reaction is too exaggerated, right?

Ye Huaguo ignored him, raised her head and sobbed with tears in her eyes: "Little Wu...Little Wu! Don't quarrel... Please, please take the millet boat to take me and senior brother back to the inn, he is seriously injured, Fang Er Brother also..."

Lin Lingqing was even more at a loss.It took a while to recall, oh... yes, in the current world of mortals, these juniors and sisters who are accustomed to living in seclusion on Taiqing Island have never seen themselves injured a few times.

No wonder I was so scared.Especially Ye Huaguo is still a medical practitioner, crying like this is like howling...

Lin Lingqing coughed and reminded: "Huaguo, you just told me that I'm fine."

Ye Huaguo cried: "That, that's what the doctor said to coax the patient!"

Lin Lingqing: "I'm really fine, don't make trouble... You can't blame Ziwei Pavilion for this matter, I believe in Shengzi Ji."

"Ouch!" Shentu Linchun, who was watching the show, shouted in feigned surprise, "I've heard about Xuyun's Xiaoxian Lin for a long time, with a bright and kind heart! Well, well, well, I just realized it today. There are those who speak for the wicked who have hurt themselves!"

"..."

Lin Lingqing only felt that his heart was stinging and he was angry.

He wanted to sit up, but suddenly an arm came across and hugged him back.

Fang Zhiyuan frowned and lowered his head, and his hoarse voice rang in Lin Lingqing's ears: "Lie down quietly and sleep with your eyes closed. You coughed up blood and vomited all over me just now, and your mind, soul, and consciousness are all damaged. What else do you want?"

"... Zhiyuan." Lin Lingqing felt even more headache.

——It’s okay for these little guys to go crazy in a hurry, Shentu has a surly temper and he also recognizes it, you are a centenarian, you are a fairy head in the past, so why don’t you follow suit! ?

Fang Zhiyuan didn't raise his head, but just cast his murderous eyes in the direction of Ziwei Pavilion, and stopped on Jina:

"Confession."

"If you can't give it out, I'll give it to your Holy Son's head."

"..."

Xun Mingsi and Song Youdu felt that they both lost, and suddenly felt very frustrated, so they silently retreated to Lin Lingqing's side.

"..."

Lin Lingqing thought desolately: Okay, this person definitely did it on purpose.

It seems that it's really over, I'm afraid it won't be easy to coax this time.

Ziwei Pavilion has always been arrogant.There is a joke saying: Every time something goes wrong in the ordinary world, it is basically that Jingui Palace pays, Shisong Academy sends people, and Ziwei Pavilion... is famous.

As a result, although it has a high status in the eyes of the mortal world and low-level monks, the "Xianyuan'er" among the immortal sects is actually not very good.

In addition, it was the fault of Ziwei Pavilion, and the people present were even more happy to watch the show at this time, and no one spoke for them, even the kind old man like Yuan Ziyi frowned at them.

"Ziwei Pavilion is too deceptive..."

"Looking at how wounded Lin Xiaoxian is, he still wants to repay grievances with kindness... Sigh."

"If Master Xuyun Taoist knew about it, it would be amazing..."

Jina had never been insulted like this before, and his hands were shaking with anger: "How dare you, disaster star..."

If it was said that Jina still showed shame when facing Xu Yun and the others, but when it fell on Fang Zhiyuan, he clearly showed disgust for the evil star.

Fang Zhiyuan didn't feel much about this, the people in Ziwei Pavilion believed in the fate of the stars the most, they all were like this.He wasn't going to care about this kind of young holy son who seemed indifferent and aloof, but actually had every emotion written in his eyes.

And Lin Lingqing... Lin Lingqing has been tortured by this group of people, and he has a headache.

His junior and younger siblings couldn't hold back, so they added a little demon boy to join in the fun; Fang Zhiyuan was pissed off by him, and deliberately confronted his opponents to find fault; What?

Originally, the millet boat in Ziwei Pavilion was flying well in the sky, and it was Zhiyuan who chopped it down with a knife.

Just cut it down, he felt that there was something wrong with the Ziwei Pavilion elder, and he wished he had to kill him here to be happy.It was only by going up to provoke that a bunch of subsequent things came about.

——He said that Jina can't be blamed. He was so honest, why didn't everyone believe it? ?

Fortunately, the thunder was rumbling at this time, and Lukuifu stepped on the wind and thunder and landed on the cliff.

In front of the immortal head, everyone in the immortal sect saluted together.

However, Lukuifu first glanced at Lin Lingqing's direction, and when he saw that he was awake, he made up his mind, and then said in a deep voice:

"When a Mahayana monk dies, his soul should escape. However, I have traveled more than a hundred miles, but I can't find the slightest trace of the elder Wang's soul. This person is definitely not an ordinary monk."

Lu Kuifu walked up to Jina and said solemnly, "Son of Ziwei, please stay in Liuhuazhou for a while. I, Jingui Palace, will personally examine this matter."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in Ziwei Pavilion changed color.

Lu Xianshou's words seemed fair, but after thinking about the truth, he really couldn't fault it.But after thinking about it again, he wanted to hold Jina back forcibly, without distinguishing the meaning of being innocent and not letting him go!

What was even more frightening was yet to come. Lu Xianshou actually turned to Xu Yun and the others, and asked in a low voice: "I don't know how many celestial lords think...is it okay for Lu to deal with it like this?"

This time, all the immortal sects also held their breath in amazement.

Immortal head, when do you need to ask others if they are going well?

Just ask, it's Jina who needs to be held back, so why ask Xuyun and the young people if they're okay?

Not to mention the obvious respectful gesture.Lu Kuifu has been a fairy head for so many years, he has always been upright and straightforward, and he never played tricks of hypocrisy and entertainment. Today, this, this, this...what's going on?

How could Lin Lingqing not know what's going on?

He was terrified by Rukuev's hidden gaze, afraid that this guy would call out "Your Majesty" in the next sentence, and then call himself a "Sir", and maybe say "It's too late to save you".

How dare you say that you don't like it?

Lukuev nodded, raised his hand, and slashed down in the void, and a gap was opened on the cliff out of thin air.There is faint osmanthus fragrance coming from the gap, leading to the depths of Jingui Palace impressively!

Wherever the great power of crossing the catastrophe goes, even the rules of space must be obeyed.

However, Lukuifu seemed to have just done a trivial thing. He still looked at Lin Lingqing, and said in a deep voice, "Jinggui Palace has the best medicine and immortal medicine, please."

Fang Zhiyuan stood up holding Lin Lingqing.

He was not as polite as Lukuifu, he turned around and said "follow up" to his juniors, and then led Lin Lingqing into the space gap.

...Finally the toss is over.

Lin Lingqing breathed a sigh of relief, just as his mind slowed down, his consciousness became a little dazed again.

He closed his eyes and shrank into Fang Zhiyuan's arms, but he startled the latter and hugged him tightly: "Brother? How are you?"

"It's okay... I'll sleep for a while."

Lin Lingqing pressed his forehead against Fang Zhiyuan's shoulder, and rubbed against him softly, somewhat as if admitting his mistake and begging for mercy.

"It's my fault that I set up a curse to seal you, don't be angry, senior brother woke up to coax you..."