Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

Fang Zhiyuan was going crazy.

He didn't understand what Lin Lingqing was talking about at all. They had been fine for so many years separated by mountains and rivers in the previous life, but why did they separate all of a sudden tonight, and the elder brother didn't want to.

Even to his death, he couldn't think of a time when his senior brother had "treated him badly".In the end, it can only be attributed to Lin Lingqing. This is really not clear, and I don't know what kind of nightmare I had.

But no matter what, it was his fault that he said he wanted to stay, which made Lin Lingqing cry.

What's more, with such a crying method, Fang Zhiyuan was terrified when he saw it, for fear that this person would cry his soul to pieces...

Lin Lingqing lay in Fang Zhiyuan's arms dimly, and said in a vague voice, "Don't go...don't go."

Fang Zhiyuan was confused: "I won't go, I won't go... Senior brother can say whatever he wants, so please don't cry..."

Lin Lingqing took two breaths tiredly, his pupils slowly focused, he seemed to be a little more awake again, trying to gather spiritual energy on his fingertips, "...solve..."

He couldn't do anything in this dazed state, he wanted to break through the five senses that Fang Zhiyuan had just half-sealed.

Fang Zhiyuan restrained it quickly with his eyes and hands, and said sternly: "You are crazy, you can't solve it!"

"..."

Lin Lingqing stared at Fang Zhiyuan in a daze, tears fell silently from under the curtain of thick black eyelashes.

The latter collapsed almost instantly, Fang Zhiyuan said in a shattered voice, "Okay, okay, I'll solve it, don't move and I'll solve it for you! Don't cry, don't cry..."

Shentu Linchun was dazed: "..."

This was the first time he saw Your Majesty... crying.

He really didn't expect that a person with Lin Lingqing's temperament could cry so...so...so pitiful in public? ?

Mother, the damage to the soul is really terrible! !

The beauty of pear blossoms with rain is always effective.First, Mrs. Mo You frowned, covered her mouth with her sleeve in distress and said:

"These are still two children, why bother forcing them like this... They are afraid that they are frightened, so what if we introduce him to go home?"

Ci Hua raised the end of her eyes coldly, and hummed: "What great things can a woman's benevolence accomplish?"

The two wives of Furong Pavilion, the elder sister Ci Hua is hard-hearted, and the younger sister Mo You is soft-hearted. This is something everyone in the fairy world knows.

A few steps away, an elder from Ziwei Pavilion blew his beard and stared angrily, "Little Immortal Lin, why are you pretending to be parting from death? I just wanted to ask a few words! Greetings, tomorrow he will You can go home—why, can we still torture him!?”

After the seal was broken and the five senses recovered, Lin Lingqing became a little bit normal now.Enduring the surge of pain in his soul, he straightened up and said hoarsely, "What does this have to do with me... My junior brother is tired, I want to take him back to the sect."

He certainly wouldn't believe the elder's nonsense, it would be fine if he was the one left behind, probably he did ask questions and treat each other with courtesy.But Fang Zhiyuan...it's hard to say what will happen.

"..." Fang Zhiyuan had a strange expression on his face, as if he wanted to say something, but finally endured it.

Well, the elder martial brother said he was tired, so he should treat himself as really tired.

Gu Chong'an frowned greatly: "You junior, why are you so obsessive? There is no shortage of medical practitioners in Liuhuazhou, and even the two wives of Furong Pavilion are here, so how can you still tire your junior brother? You have repeatedly declined, but you can't help it." Don't ask Gu to be suspicious anymore, do you two have ghosts in your heart?"

The meaning in these words was extremely bad, the golden dragon glared and raised its jaw suddenly, bared its fangs in a gesture of protecting Lin Lingqing, and let out a low roar.

"You...!" The coercion of the ancient beast's blood was not just for fun, Gu Chong'an was forced to take two steps back, and a layer of blood faded from his face.

A coldness slowly bloomed on Lin Lingqing's lips.

The people from Ziwei Pavilion are lonely, and the people from the Xianmen family are Jingui, both are used to condescending and domineering faces.

He is very displeased.

With a movement of his finger, Tu Nan appeared out of thin air, and the blade of his sword was inserted into the ground with a shiny finish.

"Suspicion?" Lin Lingqing leaned on the hilt of his sword with both hands, his body was crumbling, but he raised his eyebrows and sneered unceremoniously on his face, "Without proof, why do you doubt me; if you really have something to ask, it should be your visit Xu Yun, please let me answer!"

The rain was dripping, and the mountains, seas and stars were covered with hazy rain and fog.Fang Zhiyuan looked at him in astonishment, and all the immortals also looked at him in astonishment.

It seemed unexpected that Lin Lingqing would dare to speak so wildly, nor would he have imagined that this person would dare to forcibly summon the contract fairy sword from the sea of ​​consciousness when his soul was about to shatter.

However, Lin Lingqing tasted a long-lost pleasure from such shocked eyes.

He supported Tu Nan with a pale face, and said fiercely: "Today, whoever dares to force my junior brother to stay, I will smash my soul here."

——He will make a fuss, he will go crazy, he will mess around and be unreasonable, so what.

He has endured it for too long, and now he finally has a clear conscience, and he no longer wants to entangle with this group of people.He wants to go now, without waiting a moment.

He is Yin Changxin's chief true biography, Xu Yunzong's senior brother, and now he is the benefactor of various immortal sects. Does anyone dare to force him to death on this star platform?

Fang Zhiyuan's palm wrapped the back of his hand.

Lin Lingqing's body lightened.Fang Zhiyuan pulled him into his arms from behind, and said in a low voice, "...I was always calm and stable as a senior brother, and I don't like such decisive behavior."

Lin Lingqing was dizzy with a headache, and thought to himself angrily: ... Isn't that the time when you were not involved? Could it be the same?

"You didn't make it clear earlier," Fang Zhiyuan's eyes darkened, and he still whispered in his ear, "I'm here, so I don't need you to cause trouble."

Lin Lingqing raised his eyes to look at him in a daze.At some point, Fang Zhiyuan stood up holding him with one hand, put it on Ao Zhao's back again, and touched Tu Nan away without a trace.

He glanced coldly, and raised his voice in the rain: "Stand back!!"

Everyone was half surprised and half suspicious, they just thought that the two little immortals Xuyun had gone crazy one after another.

The people on this platform of stars are all the mainstays of the fairy world, with the highest cultivation level and the most powerful. They two young juniors, what capital do they have to be so rampant! ?

But Fang Zhiyuan said with a low smile: "Ziwei Pavilion is really a bunch of incompetent idiots...you look back and see."

At the same time, there was a burst of exclamation among the disciples of Ziwei Pavilion under the Xingchen Stage: "Ji Shengzi!"

The Ziwei Pavilion elders looked back in horror as if they had been whipped, and their expressions changed instantly——

As early as a moment ago, the unconscious Jina had been escorted to the stage of stars.But now, all the XingXiu Dharma Guardians who were protecting the Holy Son were shocked and angry, and a dark gold long knife was hovering above Jina's eyebrows!

Huang Yang's knife pointed at Jina's gate of life.

"Son……!!"

"You—you despicable person!!"

Fang Zhiyuan laughed loudly: "I'm optimistic about Senior Brother, this should be the way to speak harshly! What kind of skill is it to take yourself as a hostage?"

After all, he bent his fingers!

An invisible force lifted Jina's body and flew up to the Star Terrace. Huang Yang half-spinned, holding the Son's neck all the time, until the handle of the knife fell into the master's hand.

The rest of the people in Ziwei Pavilion were stunned, none of them dared to stop them.

Lin Lingqing was stunned and aphasia, and his consciousness became confused again.He looked at Fang Zhiyuan's back, and he couldn't tell what time it was again, he just felt as if he had returned to the days when Zhiyuan carried him and walked the [-]-mile escape road.

Holding Huangyang in one hand and the unconscious Jina in the other, Fang Zhiyuan took two steps back slowly and stepped onto Ao Zhao's dragon's back.

"Shentu, come here."

Fang Zhiyuan said, "Protect my elder brother."

The little demon boy understood, and jumped onto the golden dragon, supporting Lin Lingqing.

The next moment, the giant dragon that had been dormant for a long time suddenly soared into the sky, and Ao Zhao jumped up from the platform of stars!

Fang Zhiyuan took Jina with him, which was fine.Immediately after, a figure chased after him in the air, but he was wary of throwing a mouse, not daring to sacrifice the magic weapon or get too close.

Only shouted from a distance:

"What a disaster! Keep my son!"

"You offend the immortals, even Taoist Xuyun can't protect you!"

"Fu Xing of the Fang family, do you think that no one can do anything to you if you have subdued Ziwei's son? With the difference in cultivation between you and me..."

"Fang Zhiyuan! You keep Ji Shengzi first, and everything else is easy to talk about!"

The wind and cloud roared, and the golden dragon danced wildly in the night rain.The encirclement of the monks in the back gradually formed, and it really resembled the scenes of the previous life.

Shentu Linchun's face turned blue: "Your queen—bai bah, Xianshou Fang, we... really want to take this son of Ziwei to fly all the way to Xuyun?"

Fang Zhiyuan said in a low voice: "...the Yin Qi in his body has not been completely suppressed, taking him away is to save him."

Shentu was puzzled: "But why did we save him!?"

Fang Zhiyuan's face turned dark all of a sudden, he gritted his teeth and said, "Because your lord likes him!"

Lin Lingqing struggled and said, "What, I..."

Fang Zhiyuan: "Shut up, I won't listen. Sleep on your sleep."

Suddenly, a gray shadow appeared in the clouds ahead.

No matter how close it was, it was a strange figure.

Fang Zhiyuan's expression changed, "Xiaolong, stop."

The golden dragon stopped, and so did the monks behind.But when they saw the figure sinking in the darkness clearly, no one opened their mouths to speak.

It was a thin Taoist, with loose hair, wearing a loose gray Taoist robe, and a dust whisk in the crook of his arm.

He stepped on the clouds, walked through the rain, and walked thousands of miles.

He walked over from the four peaks of Xuyun on Taiqing Island.

The faces of all the monks were ashen.

Lin Lingqing raised his eyes with difficulty, and it took him a long time to move his lips.

"...Master."

Yin Changxin walked up to Ao Zhao, glanced at his narrow and pale eyes, and opened his mouth to ask, "What's the matter?"

Before anyone answered, the Taoist's face twitched twice, pointed at Ao Zhao with his whisk, stared in disbelief and said, "Why is there another dragon!?"

"Tell me! Who picked it up this time?"

Fang Zhiyuan bit the bullet and said: "...Me."

Yin Changxin sighed in pain.

He walked over and asked Lin Lingqing: "Qing'er, I want to ask you as a teacher, you have been away for so long, have you finished all the things you need to do?"

Lin Lingqing snorted softly, "Yes."

"Then why didn't you come back?" Yin Changxin frowned displeasedly, and said, "I think you are playing wild outside, tell yourself, how long has it been since you cooked for the teacher? How long have you not taken care of the flowers and plants on the main peak?" Don’t do your homework, don’t read books, and stay away from home all day!”

Lin Lingqing raised her pale face.His voice was soft and a little hoarse, as if he had been wronged: "...Someone won't let us go home."

"Who?"

Yin Changxin hugged Fuchen into his arms, and suddenly opened his voice lazily, "Who won't let my Xuyunzong child go home?"

The Taoist asked loudly in the rain, but the night rain was pattering and he dared not answer.

The person who was chasing was silent, and cold sweat began to appear on everyone's forehead.The taoist's casual tone turned into fear, tightly strangling their throats.

No one thought that Taoist Yin Changxin of Xuyun would go down the mountain in person.

That was the deterrent from Du Jie.

Transcending robbery, also known as half-step ascension.The monks in the tribulation period raise their hands to change the world and change the world, thinking about life and death, they are the people who are closest to the rules of heaven.

Mu Hong, Patriarch of Baihuang reluctantly came out, bowed and saluted, "Taoist Xuyun, please listen to Mu Mou. I don't intend to embarrass the two little immortals, but..."

"Oh, so you count as one."

Yin Changxin nodded and flicked the whisk.

Someone exclaimed: "Mu, Patriarch Mu!!"

No one saw clearly how it happened. When he came back to his senses, Mu Hong had already vomited blood and flew out backwards.

Mahayana and Dujie seem to be separated by only one realm, but their strength is worlds apart.

Yin Changxin drew a long tone: "Which one else?"

This time, no one answered.

Yin Changxin walked over, the Taoist stood on the back of the golden dragon, bent down and touched Lin Lingqing's forehead, his voice softened: "Isn't there no one else?"

"...Master." Lin Lingqing stared at Yin Changxin who was close at hand, his heart felt sore, and the end of his eyes suddenly turned red.

It was Master who came to take him home.

Thinking of this, it was as if someone who had been alone in the sea of ​​suffering for too long hugged a solid driftwood, a sense of peace of mind and the ensuing exhaustion immediately swept over his whole body.

He had been close to Yin Changxin since he was a child. When he was a child, he even inexplicably felt that Master was like his real father. Even after a hundred years, this feeling was still strong.

Even though the soul is already a vicissitudes-ridden demon king, in front of Taoist Xuyun, he still wishes to be the young boy who can act like a baby and make a fuss in the first place.

Lin Lingqing shrank back in a strange way, he nestled in Fang Zhiyuan's arms and rubbed, and said weakly:

"It's raining heavily. Qing'er is cold and doesn't want to move."

Yin Changxin nodded, turned around and brushed the whisk.

For his little apprentice, he waved away the misty rain.

In an instant, the dark clouds dissipated and the sky light burst out from them.

The rain is gone at night, and the distant mountains are at dawn.

The monks were so shocked that they didn't even dare to take a deep breath.

Yin Changxin said: "Isn't it raining?"

Lin Lingqing closed her eyes.

He thought to himself: Master is really kind, and so is Little Misfortune.

So... it's best to go home.