Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

Fang Zhiyuan didn't know how he rushed over. When he came back to his senses, he had already fallen and sat in front of Lin Lingqing, stretching out his hand helplessly.

Those hands first supported the shoulders of the person in front of him, and then raised them to touch his face.

Lin Lingqing buried her face very low, and her black hair fell down like a waterfall to cover her eyes and eyebrows.Only when Fang Zhiyuan lifted him up carefully could he see that this man's eyes were slightly slack, trying to focus several times but then scattered.

Lin Lingqing, dressed in disheveled white clothes, has been leaning against Ao Zhao's side, half kneeling there with his strength.Fang Zhiyuan was so close, he didn't say a word.

"Senior brother... Lin Lingqing..." Fang Zhiyuan only felt that no matter whether it was a disaster from heaven or Ji Naomo, none of the fear at this moment could make his heart cold.

His teeth were chattering, "Where is the injury, tell me where the injury is..."

"...?" Lin Lingqing pursed his lips and turned his head slowly. He frowned forbearance, and when he looked at Fang Zhiyuan, he showed a bit of confusion and effort, but he still didn't say a word.

He didn't seem to understand what Fang Zhiyuan was saying.

Behind the two of them, there are countless chaotic voices.

The rain also gradually increased.

Although all the monks have spiritual protection, as long as they consciously open the barrier, they will not be drenched, but a certain desolate air still permeates silently.

Starting from the chaos in the underground palace space of Jingui Palace, the cloud vault cracked, the Yin Qi poured back, the disaster was sealed and the sky was repaired, the fairy head disappeared, the holy son fell into the devil, the evil star protected the Yin, and the golden dragon appeared... All these changes followed one after another, and they came too soon. quick.

All are now on the verge of chaos.

"Master!" Xiao Jinlong Ao Zhao said, with soft cries, "I'm sorry, it was Xiaolong who failed to protect His Majesty the Demon Lord..."

"When we landed from the sky, His Majesty the Demon Lord was not in a good condition... He was afraid that he would lose consciousness when he landed, so he specially asked Xiaolong to send a message to the master."

Fang Zhiyuan dragged Lin Lingqing into his arms in a daze, the soft but cold body against his chest shivered like a frozen little fox.

Lin Lingqing's eyes were pitch black, he was probably too cold, so he curled himself into Fang Zhiyuan's arms.That was the fragility that the sober Demon Lord would never reveal.

For a moment, Fang Zhiyuan's eyes darkened, thinking that his senior brother asked Ao Zhao to bring him some last words.

Ao Zhao said, "Your Majesty the Devil said that he is fine and not injured. It's just that touching the rules of heaven is too exhausting, and I'm afraid there will be some temporary side effects, called..."

It paused, cleared its throat embarrassingly, and said, "Master, don't...don't be frightened."

"..." Fang Zhiyuan knelt on the empty platform of mountains, seas and stars in the rain, he stiffly hugged his body in his arms tighter, and the burning spiritual energy warmed Lin Lingqing's cold body.

Ao Zhao's words of reassurance didn't seem to have any effect on him.He sneered self-deprecatingly, his voice trembling: "Temporary?... small?"

Fang Zhiyuan raised his hand to caress Lin Lingqing's face, and said to Ao Zhao in a daze, "Look at him...he doesn't even recognize me."

He didn't wait for Xiaolong to reply, he closed his eyes and pressed against Lin Lingqing's forehead, sending a ray of spirit into Lin Lingqing's sea of ​​consciousness.

Senior brother's Sea of ​​Consciousness Illusion is Red Lotus Abyss Snow Bone City.

He knows and knows the way.

His spirit fell into the sea of ​​consciousness, Fang Zhiyuan silently waded through the waterside where the red lotus and the stars complemented each other, passed through the snow-bone city gate where he had made a fuss with drunkenness, and walked through the empty city alleys and streets.

It seems to have gone for a long time, but in fact it is just a thought.

Lin Lingqing's sea of ​​consciousness never rejected him, and Fang Zhiyuan finally walked into the palace of the demon king.

He found the person he was looking for in the Red Lotus Pond behind the palace.The lanterns under the eaves in the distance swayed with the wind, and Lin Lingqing closed his eyes and sank underwater. Whenever fireflies flew by, an inch of the demon king's pale skin was illuminated.

Fang Zhiyuan hurriedly stepped forward on the water, and it happened that a firefly landed on the petal tip of a red lotus next to Lin Lingqing's soul.

With the light of the stars and the moon and the light of fireflies, the underwater is finally illuminated brightly.The young Demon Lord was pale and handsome, but his heart was full of cracks and cracks, reflecting bloody red lotuses everywhere, which was creepy.

This person's soul is almost broken.It was like the fragile white porcelain being smashed on the iron wall time and time again, and the scars almost shattered all over the body.

It only needs a little more external force, and it will be completely destroyed to nothing.

Fang Zhiyuan staggered a step and almost passed out.

how so……

how so……

"Lin Lingqing..."

Fang Zhiyuan fell into the water, his ears were ringing, panting quickly, he stretched his arms to embrace the fragile soul in the water, "You...you said you would come back safely..."

He choked up with a sneer, but his eyes were red, "...how could I really believe you."

Fang Zhiyuan suddenly realized his stupidity at this moment, he should have realized that Lin Lingqing's soul had been damaged so many times, it is strange that nothing happened.

During the Jingui test, he forcibly mobilized his soul to fight against the king of heaven and earth, which was the first time that he seriously injured his soul; on the stage of mountains, seas and stars, he didn't know what he did with Jina, and the old wounds were not healed, and new wounds were added; This is the third loss of my illusion; this time... this time is already... the fourth time.

No matter how powerful the soul is, it can't help being smashed and put together again and again...

In this world, Ao Zhao anxiously called him: "Master! Master...how is it?"

Another figure also flew towards him, and Shentu knelt beside him in panic, "Your Majesty!? Your Majesty, what happened to him?"

Fang Zhiyuan's soul returned to his body, his face was gloomy, he gritted his teeth and shook his head: "...not very good, I'll take him back to Xuyunzong first."

But in his heart, he has long lost his mind, and even began to think about what to do if his senior brother is stupid, what to do if he loses his memory, and what to do if he becomes a living dead who does not respond to the outside world.

At some point, more people landed on the Shanhai Xingchen Terrace and came towards this side.

One of the elderly Ziwei Pavilion elders helped the unconscious Jina, and lowered his voice fearfully: "Fang Immortal... I don't know what's going on here?"

Fang Zhiyuan immediately sensitively felt the meaning of defense hidden in it.

... After all, it is the curse of the yin and yang.

Fang Zhiyuan lowered his eyes and sneered, even though he had rescued the talents of various immortal sects just a moment ago; even though he controlled Yin Qi under the eyes of everyone, it was to keep Jina.

But when people discovered that the evil star not only passively summoned Yin demons, but also actively manipulated Yin Qi...

That look full of astonishment, disgust, taboo, and fear, as if looking at an ugly monster, is still so disgusting.

Fang Zhiyuan was indifferent.Shentu Linchun became furious first, he stood up, stood in front of Fang Zhiyuan and cursed: "You old man, why are you talking! You still ask what's going on? They saved your holy son, don't you have eyes, can't you see for yourself? !? The white-eyed wolf’s tail wants to go up to the sky, doesn’t it!?”

The elder couldn't hold back, and he said angrily: "The old man is just asking, how can I allow you, a junior, to spout blood!"

Fang Zhiyuan's expression was calm, and now he no longer has the energy to pay attention to it.He doesn't want to care about anything anymore, he just wants to take Lin Lingqing out of this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, the eyelashes of the person in his arms trembled, and some light spots gradually gathered in Lin Lingqing's eyes, and he woke up at this moment.

His eyes were frost-covered and cold, and he clearly couldn't even sit up, but he opened his mouth sharply, looking at the Ziwei Pavilion elder with murderous intent: "What are you asking? Come, ask me."

Maybe it was because his ghostly pale appearance was too frightening, the Ziwei Pavilion elder was actually taken a step back by fright.

"Brother!?" Fang Zhiyuan was shocked, and hugged him in surprise and fear: "You, you..."

Lin Lingqing's eyes were half-opened and half-closed tiredly, his brows were slightly frowned in displeasure, and he complained softly: "What's wrong with me...I'm not hurt this time..."

"..."

Fang Zhiyuan barely suppressed his anger, swallowed the sentence that had already come down to his throat, "You are more frightening than being injured", and said in a hoarse voice, "...don't talk."

At this moment, a group of figures surrounded him.The originally clean mountain, sea and star stage was full of whispered discussions.

First, Xuanjiao's Patriarch Gu Chong'an rushed to Lin Lingqing, "Little Immortal Lin, have you ever seen the Immortal Head!? Where is the Immortal Head now!?"

Lin Lingqing hissed suddenly in pain, frowned and gritted his teeth.The almost shattered soul made him have a splitting headache, his mind seemed to be bloody, "I... don't know..."

Calculating the time, Lukuev is probably cleaning up Yin Qi in the depths of Jingui Palace.Lei Qiong accompanied him on the adventure because of his order... He couldn't ask the fairy head to be questioned because he was contaminated with yin energy...

"No, this child's soul is about to shatter!"

Mrs. Mo You's face suddenly changed in shock, "I can't talk to him loudly anymore... If he is stimulated by the outside world, his spirit will not be able to hold on anymore."

But Mo You's kindness could not stop the restlessness on the Xingchen Stage.

Mu Hong insisted that the situation was unusual and he had to ask, and he had to ask quickly before Lin Lingqing passed out completely; Mu Qingxue rushed up and knelt in front of her father, vowing to do something for Fang Zhiyuan and the others. Bao, I beg everyone to allow them to rest first; Mrs. Cihua said that she could forcibly maintain Lin Lingqing's sobriety through pills, but Shentu was shocked and angrily cursed, and several senior teachers of Shisong Academy also felt that this method was too inappropriate Human favor; the Jinshan manager of Jingui Palace only wants to know where the fairy head is;

Chaos, chaos, chaos everywhere.

Lin Lingqing reluctantly held Fang Zhiyuan's hand, fearing that the little misfortune star would turn red-eyed and kill someone: "I'm fine, I'm just...a little tired."

Fang Zhiyuan's shoulders were shaking, "Okay, then you rest, you...you rest..."

The rain fell on the body, and was evaporated into white gas by the boiling spiritual power.It was obviously raining, but the internal organs seemed to be burnt and scorched.

Fang Zhiyuan didn't dare to distract Lin Lingqing in this state, and tried his best to restrain the violent emotions that were about to wake up, and his voice was low and soft: "It's too noisy, isn't it? I'll block your five senses first... you rest .”

Just as he pointed to luck, Lin Lingqing shook his head weakly: "Only half sealed..."

Fang Zhiyuan paused, and said softly: "Okay, okay...you can do whatever the senior brother says, only seal half of it."

As he spoke, Fang Zhiyuan quickly brushed Lin Lingqing's eyelids, ears, nose tip, lower lip and eyebrows.The spiritual energy quickly pours into the orifice, half-sealing the five senses of shape, sound, smell, taste and touch.

With the five senses half-blocked, the external stimuli suddenly eased a lot, and the pain that Lin Lingqing's brows were holding back gradually dissipated.

But as this energy loosened, Lin Lingqing became confused again.He nestled in Fang Zhiyuan's arms in a daze for a while, then suddenly said weakly: "A Yuan, I'm cold..."

Fang Zhiyuan was startled, but saw Lin Lingqing rubbing his forehead to his shoulder in discomfort, trembling, "Headache...cold..."

Although the voice was weak, it was like a thunderbolt.

Fang Zhiyuan's face lost all color, as if he had been stabbed through the chest.

In her previous life, even when she was being backlashed by yin qi the most... Lin Lingqing would rather grit her teeth and bear it to death, and would rather suffer until she passed out than cry a cold word with him.

Instead, he always put on a helpless look after taking a breath, saying that it was not that uncomfortable, and blamed him for scaring himself...

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, Lin Lingqing buried his pale face in the fur of the snow fur at his collar, curled up and squeezed into his junior brother's arms, choked up in a daze, "I...I want...to return to Xuyun..."

"Okay." Fang Zhiyuan's fingers trembled, he stood up holding Lin Lingqing, and walked to Ao Zhao's side, "Let's go back now."

"You two, Xuyun, please stop."

Someone is calling from behind.

I don't know when the controversy stopped, and all the immortals looked at this side.Mu Hong inspected Fang Zhiyuan with his gaze, and said, "This time the phenomenon of heaven and earth is extraordinary. Now that the head of Lei Qiong is not here, and Ziwei's son is in a coma, only two of them must know the inside story."

Patriarch Baihuang saluted indifferently, "Please stay in Jingui Palace for a while, and the two ladies of Furong Pavilion will heal your wounds in person. After you two have a short rest... I hope to explain the truth in detail."

Fang Zhiyuan looked calm, as if he had expected this result.He put Lin Lingqing on Ao Zhao's back, "Send him back, I will stay."