Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

With a bang, another ornament fell to the ground.

The expressions on the faces of Jina and Shentu Linchun were calm, and they looked at the two guys who were said to have "reconciled" with each other.

Fang Zhiyuan said with a cold face, "I have no medicine."

"Fang Zhiyuan..." Lin Lingqing laughed back angrily, "I prepared all your medicines for you! One preparation is half a year's worth, and you tell me myrrh again!?"

Fang Zhiyuan simply began to be unreasonable: "So what? If you can find it, I will burn it!"

Lin Lingqing trembled angrily: "Who are you...!"

Fang Zhiyuan: "The person you are used to!"

"I..." Lin Lingqing's eyes were straight, he was choked up and couldn't breathe, Fang Zhiyuan grabbed his wrist and dragged him, and bumped into the man's shoulder.

Fang Zhiyuan easily picked him up.

"Okay, don't move."

Lin Lingqing: "..."

The Demon Lord had nothing to say, but only pondered: Why did you come again?

How much Zhiyuan likes to pick him up and hug him anytime and anywhere...

Shentu Linchun said in a daze, "What the hell was I trying to persuade just now?"

The little demon boy held his head in despair: "I...I haven't been able to hug my elder brother luthier yet, how would I want to persuade the Lord? Am I out of my mind??"

"You," Lin Lingqing discouraged helplessly, and rubbed Fang Zhiyuan's chin with his forehead, "Hey, don't mess with me, okay?"

He felt that Fang Zhiyuan was in a bad mood.

But Lin Lingqing couldn't figure it out, it was obviously this guy who proposed the reconciliation, and he fulfilled his wish without any entanglement, why is he not happy?

Fang Zhiyuan was unmoved, turned around and walked out in this posture: "I'll take you back, you have medicine there."

Jina was very confused: "What does the Taoist couple who have divorced... look like?"

Fang Zhiyuan kicked open the door with his toe, and carried Lin Lingqing away.

Only Shentu Linchun and Jina were left looking at each other.

Shentu Linchun stood up expressionlessly, "I'm going to listen to Hefeng and find Xunxian to grow up. Son, take a good rest."

Jina: "??"

Dare to leave him alone in the end?

Zi Xiaoluan: "Chichijijiji??"

No, it should be about a man and a bird...

It's not right to think about it again.

Thinking from the perspective of the soul, half a man and half a bird? ?

Gina is about to break down.

"Oh, that's right, Ji Shengzi," Shentu had already walked outside the house, and when he came back a few steps, he leaned on the door frame and turned his head, "How is the Yin Qi in your body?"

Neither Lin Lingqing nor Fang Zhiyuan talked with them about this matter.

It's just that after thinking about it, I know that the Son of Ziwei Pavilion can't stay on the Four Peaks of Xuyun forever, and he still has to leave when Jina's situation stabilizes.

"...Ah," Jina came back to his senses, staring at his fingers, "I, I'm fine. Eighty to ninety percent of the Yin Qi has been cleared, and it will be over in a few days..."

Then you can go back to Ziwei Pavilion.

Jina didn't want to admit it, he suddenly felt a little depressed.

"Hmm." Shentu Linchun tilted his head thoughtfully, a few strands of black hair were scattered, revealing his white and tender earlobes.The little demon boy got new earrings, and the vermilion jade was nailed on the ears, a delicate and small one.

What he was thinking about was something else. Jina was under the impact of the torrent of Yin Qi at that time, and in just a few days, she had already recovered by [-]% or [-]%.

Fang Xianshou is so powerful.

Speaking of which, he was shocked by this from the stage of Shanhai Xingchen.

Fang Zhiyuan, who is the head of the Immortal Dao, was able to manipulate the violent yin energy in others so skillfully that his eyeballs almost fell out.

Could it be that it was taught by the emperor?

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Fang Zhiyuan carried Lin Lingqing back all the way.

"Hold out your hand, let me take a look."

After entering the room, Lin Lingqing leaned against the head of the bed, squinted lazily, and tickled his fingers like teasing a cat.

Fang Zhiyuan ignored Lin Lingqing's words, and untied the snow velvet robe on his shoulders, carried it to the head of the bed and hung it up.

Lin Lingqing: "Zhiyuan."

Fang Zhiyuan said impatiently, "Wait a minute."

He put his clothes on the bed and half knelt down, grabbing Lin Lingqing's feet.The shoes were made of silver satin, and he took them off for Lin Lingqing.

Then there are socks.He also took off his socks for his senior brother, and the exposed skin was like the white flesh after peeling off layers of skin.

With a smile in Fang Zhiyuan's eyes, he held Lin Lingqing's feet in his palms, put his fingers together, and squeezed.

Lin Lingqing felt itchy, curled up her toes unobtrusively, and shrank back into the quilt: "Fang Zhiyuan, what's the matter with you?"

Fang Zhiyuan said softly, "It's very pretty."

Lin Lingqing kicked his palm on purpose: "It's not serious."

Fang Zhiyuan raised his head, his sharp eyebrows stretched wantonly.He half knelt there, looked up at Lin Lingqing jokingly, and smiled.

The latter didn't hold back, shook his head and laughed helplessly, and the curtain of eyelashes that drooped trembled slightly.

Since they talked about He Li a few days ago, the atmosphere between the two seems to have become a little stiffer.

But when they really talked face to face again, the thin layer of ice melted into sparkling spring water.

This actually made both of them breathe a sigh of relief.

Fang Zhiyuan thought to himself: Sure enough, it is best for him and his senior brother to remain the same as before.In the previous life, I had been a teacher and brother for more than a hundred years. Isn't it also very happy?

And in this life, there is no need for immortals and demons to travel differently, and there is no need to be separated from each other. I think I will be able to live a better life.

But Lin Lingqing felt that something was wrong at first, so he wanted to ask Fang Zhiyuan about the matter of reconciliation.

But when he saw Xiao Huanxing smile at him wantonly like this, he suddenly felt that it didn't seem so important to get along with each other.

Fang Zhiyuan stood up and spread his right hand in front of Lin Lingqing: "Huh? Let me show you."

In fact, the injury was not serious, Fang Zhiyuan's spiritual energy had already burned away all the yin energy, leaving only a small corroded scar, which could not be seen without careful inspection.

Lin Lingqing took Fang Zhiyuan's hand to read it carefully, and came to a conclusion: "You will be exempted from the internal medicine, but you have to apply the external medicine."

He took out a plaster made of leaves and flowers from the small mahogany cabinet next to the bed, unscrewed it, and took some on his fingers.

While administering medicine to Fang Zhiyuan, Lin Lingqing asked calmly: "As the head of the majestic Huangyang Immortal, but you are proficient in the Yin art of evil spirits, has anyone asked you why?"

Fang Zhiyuan: "No. They must think you taught it."

Lin Lingqing shook his head and smiled, showing some reminiscence.

"...But back then, I woke up from the chaos after falling into the devil's way. Since I regained my memory, you will be able to manipulate Yin Qi."

"How did you learn? How did I wake up in the end?"

"The illusion of the heart-confusing demon, I was brought out by you before I finished watching it. What you said at the time, can you tell me slowly when you come back?"

Fang Zhiyuan said, "Not now."

Lin Lingqing: "Why not?"

Fang Zhiyuan: "If your heart hurts, what should I do? If I hurt my brother to pieces, I won't cry."

That tone was too righteous, and Lin Lingqing was either smiling or not, thinking to himself: This person really can't bear to let him suffer.

The Demon Lord closed his eyes and leaned back, the sunlight from the window came in through his eyelids, warm and bright.He smelled the fragrance of lotus and thought that it would be summer soon.

The days of idleness are always gone after too long.

"Tired?" Fang Zhiyuan touched his forehead, "You have been in a bad mood for the past few days, so you should rest more."

Lin Lingqing said: "You clearly promised to tell me... Could it be that you did something after that that would make my heart ache to death?"

Fang Zhiyuan's eyes flickered uncomfortably, and he said, "No, it's just that I'm in a mess, save me face."

Lin Lingqing opened his eyes suddenly, and a malicious light flashed in the deep eyes.

Taking advantage of Fang Zhiyuan's inattention, he suddenly grabbed the man's skirt and approached, his forehead quickly touched Fang Zhiyuan's.

Fang Zhiyuan was startled: "Brother!? Don't..."

It was already too late, Lin Lingqing's soul was moved by a thought, and he fell into Fang Zhiyuan's memory of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The next moment, the wind rang in my ears.

According to common sense, when the sea of ​​consciousness is invaded by other people's spirits, it must instinctively repel it.

And Lin Lingqing saw that Fang Zhiyuan didn't dare to touch his soul at the moment, so he "broke" in without any politeness.

He just played a trick. Generally speaking, if a person has something deeply remembered, when they talk about it, they will instinctively start to recall it in their minds.

Lin Lingqing deliberately used words to make Fang Zhiyuan think of what happened back then.Now when he broke into Fang Zhiyuan's memory for the first time, he was greeted by the howling cold wind with snow in it.

The world is white.

On the vast desolate snowfield, Lin Lingqing finally saw that scene again in a state of fascination.

Fang Zhiyuan, who was still young, was crouched in the ice and snow, his black hair was disheveled, his face was paler than that of a dead man, but his eyes were bright.

And Lin Lingqing, who was possessed by demons back then, is being held in his arms preciously and heavily.

The little monster that was dying of cold and starvation was still ignorant, it only knew how to instinctively bite Fang Zhiyuan's bleeding wrist, plundering the rich aura from it, and also plundering Fang Zhiyuan's already very weak vitality.

Mu Qingxue stood behind the two, her hands trembling, she gritted her teeth in disbelief and said angrily, "Fang Zhiyuan, you are crazy."

It is the last scene in the enchanting demon realm.

It happened to be connected, which is also a very coincidental thing.

"..."

The Demon Lord from a distance closed his eyes and breathed slowly.Since he chose to come in, he was naturally mentally prepared.

Lin Lingqing stepped forward on the snow in the illusion, walked to Fang Zhiyuan's side, and sat down on the spot.

He stretched out his hand carefully and cherished, brushed Fang Zhiyuan's cheek across the air, and then quietly watched Mu Qingxue get angry.

Fairy Xuehuang was still trying her best to wake up the desperate lunatic in front of her: "Fang Zhiyuan, do you think you can save your senior brother like this? Don't think too far!"

"It's been three years, three years since the celestial disaster came...Which fallen demon has recovered his sanity?"

"Do you think that you are the only person in this world with deep affection? Do you think that other people have never tried to save their loved ones?"

Mu Qingxue's voice was trembling, and her eyes looked sadly across the boundless sky, as if she was questioning the sky, why such a tragedy befell her generation.

Why did the immortal world, which has been stable for thousands of years, usher in such an unsolvable catastrophe.

"But in the end, they all died! They all died!!"

In the cold wind, Fang Zhiyuan's face did not change, his blood-red thin lips were tightly closed, and he did not speak or move.

His pupils were sometimes slack and sometimes focused, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.His complexion was so bad, it seemed that he would fall headlong into the snow at any moment, and he would lose his breath and become a corpse.

Mu Qingxue pulled out the Moonlight Frost, the sword reflected the light of the snow on the ground: "Let your senior brother go quietly. Lin Xiaoxian used to be such a high-minded person, he would not be willing to kill you."

Fang Zhiyuan hugged Lin Lingqing even tighter.

Mu Qingxue stepped forward, and her white boots creaked softly as they stepped on the snow.The girl's cold and arrogant voice softened:

"I already know...you were the one who led Lin Lingqing to escape when the immortal families were besieging Xuyun, didn't you? In the past three years, you have been leading your senior brother to wander around, right?"

Fang Zhiyuan remained silent.

Mu Qingxue paused, and said softly, "You must be very tired, aren't you?"

Over the years, Miss Mu of Baihuang's family has been running around to eliminate demons.She has seen a lot and naturally knows that sometimes it takes a few words to tell a person to let go of his obsessions.

"I want to tell you one more thing, about the fate-bearing soul array on your body. Who set it up for you, if it wasn't Lin Lingqing, it must be Taoist Xuyun?"

"What I want to tell you is..."

"This formation will soon cease to work."

Fang Zhiyuan's eyes moved, and the person who had been cold and silent until now finally reacted.

Successive blood loss and serious injuries have made his consciousness blurred and dull, he slowly frowned, turned his head and said hoarsely: "...what?"

Mu Qingxue said: "I have also practiced formations since I was a child. Although I am far from being able to draw high-level formations such as the Fate Soul Formation, I can still recognize some things."

She tapped Lin Lingqing, who was curled up in Fang Zhiyuan's arms: "The fate-bearing soul array between you is only valid for three years—the one your master drew for you is an incomplete array."

"—!?"

Fang Zhiyuan was shaken violently, as if struck by lightning.

"Ok?"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Lin Lingqing, who was quietly watching this old memory, was also slightly shocked.

He hurriedly recalled earnestly, at that time in the enchanting demon realm, he was hit by successive truths and almost collapsed inside, how could he have the time to observe the formation carefully?

But when I thought about it this way, I understood it in an instant.

After he wakes up, he doesn't carry the fate-bearing soul formation on his body.

The fate-bearing soul formation is a permanent formation that lasts until death, and it cannot be broken easily.If it wasn't for some expert who is proficient in formation techniques to solve the formation for them, there is only one possibility left - the formation itself is incomplete!

Lin Lingqing suddenly realized.

At this moment, my heart seemed to be stabbed lightly by something, sore and painful.He whispered in a daze: "...Master."

It's Yin Changxin.

It is their master, with good intentions.

Lin Lingqing didn't know what kind of emotion Yin Changxin had when he carved this fateful soul array for him and Fang Zhiyuan.

Back then, Fang Zhiyuan had a deep obsession. He knelt in front of Yin Changxin and said that he would take his senior brother away.

But this is such a difficult road.

Even Lin Lingqing felt so desperate that he couldn't hold on several times after watching all the way in the illusion—this was based on the premise that he came from a hundred years ago and already knew that all suffering has an end.

But what about Fang Zhiyuan back then?

He didn't know when his elder brother would wake up, and if there was any hope of waking up; he also didn't know if one day he might not be able to control Lin Lingqing after he was possessed by the demon, and asked his elder brother to commit murder and become a real murderer. Demon; he didn't even know if he was going to die someday in the wilderness, or break down and become a real madman.

There was no hope ahead, and his retreat was cut off by himself, so he just walked in the dark.

At that time, no one knew how long the road was, whether it was three years, 30 years, or 300 years.

What if Fang Zhiyuan couldn't hold on anymore?What if he finally broke down one day and started longing for a release?

Lin Lingqing suddenly realized with a stab of pain that by that time, what a cruel and desperate bondage this fate-bearing soul array would become.

As long as there is a fateful soul array around him for a day, Fang Zhiyuan can neither kill him nor let him go.Because all the damage done to this white-clothed monster in the world will be reflected on Fang Zhiyuan's body.

or die.

Either take Lin Lingqing and live in purgatory.

This is the destination that Fang Zhiyuan set for himself when he knelt in front of Yin Changxin back then.He was so ruthless that he didn't even give himself half a leeway to maneuver.

And Taoist Xuyun, their master, must have seen through Fang Zhiyuan's determination.

So Yin Changxin sighed sadly, neither saying yes nor no.But at the end before disappearing, Fang Zhiyuan was left with such an incomplete formation.

You don't believe in fate, you don't let go, you want to take your senior brother to purgatory.Well, you can go.

However, being a teacher will give you three years.

No more.

If three years later, you still can't find a way to break this demon barrier for your senior brother, then you have to be obedient... Get out of this road to purgatory for me.

Master must have thought so at the top of Xuyun Peak back then.

The white snow, the emerald old pines, I heard it.