Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

Having said that, both of them actually know that this matter is not something that can be done just by talking about it.

The Golden Osmanthus Palace still needs to be dispatched.Although with Lukuifu's temperament, as long as Lin Lingqing said something, everything would be done properly, but the devil can't be too embarrassing for others.

Fang Zhiyuan held Lin Lingqing's hand, and wanted to turn around and go back, but just raised his leg and walked a few steps, but his eyes were attracted by another scene, and he couldn't help it.

Lin Lingqing: "Why don't you leave?"

Fang Zhiyuan: "Look below."

From their angle, they could just see the scene at the foot of Tinghe Peak.

The outer sect disciples in short jackets held wooden swords, just as they were dressed in the Zongmen Examination on the day they had just been reborn.The boys and girls are practicing the formation at a regular pace, and the boy in the lead is Shen Xiaojiang.

Fang Zhiyuan looked at it for a while, and said, "It's a new formation, you taught it?"

"Yeah," Lin Lingqing looked at Shen Xiaojiang standing at the eye of the formation, showing some appreciation, "Xiaojiang is very good, the hidden spirit root is stimulated very well, Jingui tried to take him there for nothing.

Since he came back, Lin Lingqing started to strengthen Xuyun's outer gate bit by bit according to his original idea.

The former Xuyun, it is no exaggeration to say, did not have the slightest appearance of a fairy.Being able to have such a great reputation in the fairy world is all due to a few true biography and suzerain being there to support the facade.

After the Jingui test, Lin Lingqing decisively rectified the rules in the sect.

If you are talented in cultivation, re-select suitable weapons for them.Do your best to bring out [-]% of each person's potential; for those with less talent, teach formations and learn how to use magic weapons; Puppets are used for self-defense.

In a word - in the face of natural and man-made disasters, we do not ask them to retreat from the enemy, but only ask them to protect themselves.

These chores are easy to say, but when they are actually done, both the demon monarch and the immortals are devastated.

Yin Changxin didn't need to mention that the juniors and sisters were still young, so they couldn't help much, and Shentu Linchun who came with him was also not good at these matters.

It is equivalent to Lin Lingqing and Fang Zhiyuan, who arranged for hundreds of outer disciples on Taiqing Island in just over a month.

However, they couldn't bear each other's fatigue, and rushed to do the work as if they were fighting.

It is often agreed that this is the end of the day, go back to sleep and work tomorrow, but after a quarter of an hour, they sneak up again by coincidence, and bump into each other embarrassingly under the candlestick that is lit.

After thirty or forty days of hard work without sleep, without eating or drinking, the efficiency is extremely high, but both of them tortured themselves to the point of exhaustion.

Fang Zhiyuan may be better, but Lin Lingqing, who is used to the leisurely life of ordinary people, already feels that he has lost half his life.

It was only these two days before I was able to finally take some time to catch my breath, and explained clearly the bad things about the harem with Little Misfortune.

"Brother." Fang Zhiyuan took a few more glances, and suddenly said, "There is no one else here, tell me the truth. Li Zong Xuyun, protect the Yin Body, have you... regretted it?"

This sentence was too sharp and too sudden.Lin Lingqing was really stunned, and when he realized it, he immediately pushed him dumbfounded: "Ask this kind of question, are you trying to piss me off?"

Fang Zhiyuan crossed his eyebrows and folded his arms, and took two steps back to lean against an old tree: "I didn't joke with you, brother. Many of these so-called outer disciples have never even seen your face once, and you don't even know What are their surnames? This group of people is as humble as ants, it is impossible to bring you any benefits, and they can only be a burden on your shoulders forever."

"You were only doing it for a while," Fang Zhiyuan said indifferently, with sideways eyes, "you casually picked up this group of yin-body people and carried them on your shoulders. Now you can't get rid of them... How do you feel? Heavy? Tired?"

Lin Lingqing thought about it calmly, and said, "If you gain something, you must give it up. There is nothing to regret."

Fang Zhiyuan said unexpectedly: "Yes? What have you got?"

Lin Lingqing suddenly pursed his lips and smiled, pointed at himself with the tip of his index finger, his long eyelashes flickered, "Me."

"……what?"

Lin Lingqing raised his face, his brows and eyes became more and more clear under the sunlight, and his tone carried a carefree meaning, "Back then, if I had just watched the yin bodies on that small boat die under the monk's sword, I wouldn't have I."

Fang Zhiyuan opened his mouth and lost his voice.

In fact, his question came out of his mouth by accident.

He didn't know what kind of answer he was looking forward to, let alone what to do if Lin Lingqing really regretted it.

After all, if it wasn't for her own misfortune, Lin Lingqing wouldn't have such a deep relationship with the Yin Physique.

I didn't expect to get such an answer.Fang Zhiyuan could only shake his head in his heart, thinking that Senior Brother is indeed Senior Brother...

Lin Lingqing took Fang Zhiyuan's hand and led him back, and continued as he walked, "Later, Jina died on the mountain and sea star platform. If you go back, I will not be me."

On the dead branch covered with light snow, a purple shadow flickered to a stop, tilting its head to listen to the two people talking, and the complex emotions unique to human beings flashed from time to time in the big black eyes.

"Later," Lin Lingqing said, "I built a city in the dark abyss to stop the raging yin energy for the monks in the fairy world. Mr. Shentu mocked me for this, and always asked me what I was trying to do..."

He looked up at the sky, and the withered grass rustled under his feet, "Shentu is just childish, so why are there so many pictures, just please do what I want."

The two of them were walking on the mountain road in winter, and they used the technique of shrinking the ground into an inch under their feet. From a distance, they seemed to be walking slowly, but in fact they were extremely fast.

Fang Zhiyuan said: "So you defended Snow Bone City in the end, and..."

Lin Lingqing: "No, I regret this a bit."

Fang Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows and looked, but saw Lin Lingqing frowned and smiled bitterly: "I'm so regretful that I got you involved."

Fang Zhiyuan finally hooked his lips into a smile: "That's not necessary."

The two of them were chatting so leisurely, you said something to each other, and they had already returned to Senior Brother Lin's cave.

At the door, I met a little demon boy who came to ask about the situation. Lin Lingqing was chatting with Fang Zhiyuan, and simply explained that the Dragon King had entrusted him, so he sent him away with a few words.

……

As it got late, Zi Xiaoluan folded her wings and stopped on the window sill.

Lin Lingqing took off the fur coat she was wearing outside, washed her hands and made some snacks.

Fang Zhiyuan lit the candlestick from the other end, and the dim warm light flowed away, as if it was about to warm the heart.

Some time ago, I was very busy and exhausted, and at this time, I tasted a little bit of the sweetness of the people who are in love with hermits in the mountains and forests.

Brother Lin didn't cook any complicated dishes, he just boiled two bowls of thin noodles in clear soup, chopped up minced meat and vegetables, and cracked two eggs in each.At first glance, it looks a little bland, but after sniffing, it has a strong fragrance, which makes people salivate.

"I'm so tired these days that my bones are sore, and I still have to be angry with you, you little bastard." Lin Lingqing brought two bowls of noodles over, and said with a smile, "If I don't make delicious food for you, I'll just drink noodle soup with the northwest wind Bar."

Fang Zhiyuan picked up the chopsticks calmly: "When I really drank the northwest wind, how could I eat soup on it?"

Lin Lingqing watched him eat with a smile.

My heart was too warm, and it seemed to hurt a little.

The dark blue Sea God Orb slowly emerged from the hand hidden under the table, and Lin Lingqing was playing with it unconsciously, with his eyes downcast.

Fang Zhiyuan picked out noodles with chopsticks, sandwiched them with the meat, and held them out to feed him interestingly, "What are you looking at? Once the contract is signed, it's yours."

"Fang Xianshou, you are very capable." Lin Lingqing ate the noodles slowly, with a gentle flick of the end of his eyes, "You even dare to catch my soul, huh?"

"..." Fang Zhiyuan couldn't bear his gaze, put his chopsticks on the table, and snorted coldly, "I will pay back the blockade you set up for me in Liuhuazhou."

Lin Lingqing scolded in his heart, you still dare to mention it, if I don't restrain you, you may be dead right now.

But he also knew that once the two of them quarreled about this kind of matter, they would never end, so he passed on with vague words, turned his head and waved: "Ziwei, come here."

Naturally, Ziwei couldn't be happy to come here.

It's a pity that half of its soul is controlled by the demon king, and it has no power to resist Lin Lingqing's order, so it can only flutter to the side of the noodle bowl.

Lin Lingqing chose green vegetables to feed it, "Try it."

Fang Zhiyuan was unhappy: "I feed you, but you feed it?"

Lin Lingqing was puzzled: "What's wrong, you want to eat this kind of vinegar?"

Fang Zhiyuan moved closer, and said with a vicious smile: "As long as it's from senior brother, I'll eat chili oil."

Ziwei cried out in dismay: "Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi!?"

——Do you think I am happy to eat it! ?

Lin Lingqing turned her head and smiled, stretched out her hand to gather the furry Zixiaoluan in her palm, slowly rubbed it round and flattened, but the other party Zhiyuan said: "Yes, then I'll ask you too, Huangyang..."

"...What?" Fang Zhiyuan was slightly taken aback. When the two of them got along in private, the senior brother never called him the fairy name.

Occasionally, I would make a joke, or call him "Fang Xianshou" or something.

Seeing Lin Lingqing smiled and said: "Actually, I also want to ask, you have been the head of the fairy for so many years, there are at least a million monks under your protection in the five continents of the fairy world, isn't it?"

"But what happened later?" His eyes darkened indistinctly, the corners of his lips remained undiminished, and he tapped the corner of the table with his fingers, "How many people ungratefully hunted down you and me, those magic weapons were smashed down, those swords were cut on you, but all of them No mercy..."

"Huang Yang Xianshou, have you ever regretted it?"

Lin Lingqing narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled bewilderingly, "There are so many people who have wronged you, so you don't want to... take revenge... or something?"

That is, at the moment when these words came out, Lin Lingqing could clearly feel that Zixiaoluan in his hand was stiff.

... For more than a month, staying with Lin Lingqing and Fang Zhiyuan had a great impact on Son Ziwei.

Heard about the forbidden art of rebirth, heard about the coming of immortal misfortunes, heard about the old stories of the demon king and the immortal head, and even heard about the supernatural beings.

At first, when Lin Lingqing gave him some strange orders, forcing him to order Ziwei Pavilion to prepare for the defense of Yin Qi, he was still angry and suspicious.

After all, Lin Chengqing is such a big devil with deep thoughts, insidious and cunning, duplicity, cruel methods... and terrible love for his junior!No matter what you do, it looks like a conspiracy to subvert the Three Realms.

But later, he gradually realized that these were all things that Lin Lingqing had done after killing him in his previous life.

Jina thought, it turned out that Lin Lingqing was also trying to do something for the Three Realms, maybe the devil also had some shame in his heart.

It's a pity that after all, manpower cannot overcome God's will.

Gina thought that she was right after all.The evil star never dies, and the disaster is inevitable. This is something that has been clearly understood.But Lin Lingqing didn't know how to repent in this life, so he really is a big devil.

But occasionally there will be one or two moments, like ripples on the surface of a lake that has been calm for more than [-] years, and Ziwei Shengzi will be slightly confused in his heart.

Perhaps, it was time to watch the demon king and the disaster star light up the lights all night, trying to find a way out for the group of yin body disciples that Ziwei Pavilion never looked down upon.

Or maybe it's when watching these two people leaning on each other, comforting and pitying each other's past scars, when the white clothes and black clothes quietly overlap each other.

Even just tasting the delicious noodles in this way, Jina felt that it was unreal.

... Heh, the cruel and ruthless devil actually cooks noodles with his own hands. It's almost laughable when you say it.

It seems that since entering Zi Xiaoluan's body, his mind has also become stupid, and he can't think clearly about anything.

Good and evil, right and wrong, those holy sons once felt that black and white were clear and clear, and they stirred up a pot of porridge in their minds.

Jina thought perplexedly, perhaps, such a little bit of eroding and destroying one's Dao heart is also a trick of the big devil?

Ziwei raised his eyeballs and looked at Fu Xing through the gap between Lin Lingqing's slender and white fingers, and saw the slender figure of Fu Xing in black clothes reflected in the candlelight.

If he had the chance...

Would he still kill the man in front of him?

If he really killed the person in front of him...

A hundred years later, when I ask myself, can I raise my eyebrows without regret and say that I am still me like Lin Lingqing?

Ziwei blinked, and it saw that the evil star stretched his brows and eyes in surprise. Fang Zhiyuan slapped the desk and laughed: "Senior brother! What's wrong with you? You call me Huangyang, I still think you want to ask something..."

why are you laughing?

Why laugh at such a heavy question?

Ziwei was puzzled, her wings stretched even tighter.Lin Lingqing's fingers stroked its forehead, and it became very disturbed for some reason.

"I'm sorry..." Fang Zhiyuan picked up his chopsticks again, knocked on the edge of the bowl casually, and sneered, "Oh, this fairy world is sorry for my people, it's gone forever."

The handsome eyebrows and eyes slanted, stirring up a bit of evil spirit, "If I want revenge, at least I have to slaughter half of the five continents in the fairy world."

Lin Lingqing touched Ziwei who was stiff for a moment, and said with emotion: "Isn't it?"

But at the next moment, Fang Zhiyuan buried his head in eating noodles again, and said vaguely, "...and then the mortal world, which is easier to kill, with a few knives down and corpses strewn all over the field."

Lin Lingqing responded with an "um" and watched the man drink up the noodle soup in one gulp.

"But..." Fang Zhiyuan propped his chin and smiled sideways, with a few strands of black hair scattered in the corners of his eyes. Suddenly, he flicked his fingers at Wan Yan'er with a "ding", and turned his dark eyes, "If I want to take revenge, I should kill you!" I can’t kill all the offal for a hundred years, how can I have time to eat the noodles made by senior brother?”

Lin Lingqing sighed: "As expected, you are still the same as you were when you were a child, you haven't changed a bit."

Fang Zhiyuan: "After all, I am the fate of a disaster star. I can't wish to be as happy as others. I have already admitted this."

Lin Lingqing gave him a displeased look, "As far as you are concerned, if someone tells you that you want to trade your life for peace in the Three Realms, you may really die."

Lin Lingqing said this sentence too easily, too naturally, too like a joke and kind words.Fang Zhiyuan didn't know the darkness, blood stains and desolation hidden in it, he stood up happily and said, "If I go to die, I must not let my brother know, otherwise I'm afraid I won't die... Come and give me the bowl, I'll wash it. "

Lin Lingqing raised his hand to pass him the bowl, Zi Xiaoluan rolled over and fell straight off the table.Fang Zhiyuan was startled, "Brother!? Don't you just strangle it to death??"

Lin Lingqing shrugged innocently and said, "It's impossible, I didn't use my strength."