Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

Yin Changxin couldn't bear to push his second disciple to a dead end, so he set the time limit for the life-bearing soul formation to three years.But to Fang Zhiyuan who was kneeling in the wind and snow back then, this was no less than a bolt from the blue.

The prisoner soul lock that restricted Lin Lingqing was broken, and the life-bearing soul array that protected Lin Lingqing was about to disappear. He seemed to have finally come to an end.

But this road, he has not walked enough.

The voice and smile of that little fairy in white clothes back then has been blurred in his memory, and what he sees is only the monster with blood on his lips and teeth.

But even so, he couldn't bear to let go.

The broken snow blown by the wind was full of snow in front of him, coming and going, coming and going, all in white, as if his consciousness was becoming more and more misty and fuzzy.

Mu Qingxue squatted down in front of Fang Zhiyuan, she looked at the young man who seemed to have been shattered in an instant, and said softly: "You have done a good job, you don't owe your senior brother anything...you can be relieved gone."

Fang Zhiyuan's dark eyes rolled with difficulty.

He looked at the unconscious Lin Lingqing in his arms, and crawled up in pain and slowness, as if his heart and lungs had been burnt to ashes.

The whole body is icy cold, and all internal organs are burned.

"I..." Fang Zhiyuan said hoarsely, "...don't let him be a monster. I won't let him harm people."

He lifted up Lin Lingqing's long hair, which was beautiful like black satin, and traced Lin Lingqing's facial features with his trembling fingers due to blood loss.

Fang Zhiyuan's voice also trembled: "He doesn't like it."

Mu Qingxue said: "Just let it go."

Fang Zhiyuan closed his eyes, and hugged the white-clothed monster tightly in his arms.

He said: "When the fate-bearing soul array dissipates, I will..."

His voice was so hoarse that he couldn't continue, even these words were desperately squeezed out of his throat, as if his bones and blood were crushed inside and then vomited out.

Lin Lingqing's eyes were empty, he raised his head and stared at Fang Zhiyuan for a moment, he gained some strength, and opened his mouth to bite Fang Zhiyuan's neck.

The newly scabbed wound was torn open, and the blood was flushed again.

The eyes are as white as snow and as bright red as blood.

Mu Qingxue couldn't see it, she turned her face away and said, "In the last few days, if you want to, just stay with your senior brother."

She walked to her tent, lifted the thick felt tent door, and the light from inside came in: "You can take him to live with me, come, come in."

The person in front of him didn't move.

Mu Qingxue frowned, thinking of Fang Zhiyuan's kneecap that was almost crushed by Lin Lingqing: "By the way, you can't stand up." She stretched out her hand, wanting to help Fang Zhiyuan's arm.

Fang Zhiyuan shook his head.

He said: "Forbidden."

Mu Qingxue suddenly said, "I forgot."

She stepped forward and released the restraint on Lin Lingqing, "Hurry up, if the monster goes wild, neither you nor I can suppress it."

It was also at this time that Mu Qingxue realized that Fang Zhiyuanning could feed monsters with her own flesh and blood, but she never broke the restriction she used to restrain Lin Lingqing.

I thought he was a lunatic who was tortured by the demons of his close relatives and became insane, but he didn't expect that he still had a clear sense of reason.

This made Mu Qingxue feel that this guy is not hopeless.

……

Fang Zhiyuan stayed with Mu Qingxue for a few days, while Lin Lingqing was still restrained and locked in a corner of the tent.

But in the past few days, there is actually no difference between nothing and nothing.

Fang Zhiyuan was seriously injured, and soon developed a high fever, and fell asleep repeatedly, only waking up for a few moments a day.

Sometimes he was so feverish that his consciousness was blurred, and he would look for his senior brother when he woke up.Mu Qingxue had nothing to do, and she couldn't reason with such a half-dead and delirious guy, so she had to imprison Lin Lingqing by Fang Zhiyuan's bedside.

Fang Zhiyuan struggled to get off the bed, hugged his senior brother and muttered for a while, and then fell asleep when he was tired.

Two or three days later, Fang Zhiyuan started coughing up blood in the middle of the night, convulsing and chilling all over his body.

Mu Qingxue was awakened, and when she got up and lit the lamp to check, she found that the side of Yuan's pillow had been stained dark red by the blood gushing from his mouth and nose.

The blood was not warm, but cold, and it made people's skin tingle when touched.

It was only at this time that Mu Qingxue realized that what Fang Zhiyuan was suffering now was not only the multiple internal and external injuries and massive blood loss, but also the erosion of Yin Qi caused by the Yin Demon.

Over the past three years, Yin Qi injuries accumulated in the body again and again, and finally broke out this night, and the body was crushed like a flood.

Mu Qingxue hung the lantern with spiritual candles on the bedside, and anxiously called, "Fang Zhiyuan...Fang Zhiyuan!?"

Fang Zhiyuan struggled to open his eyes in the night, his dark eyes reflected the flowing luster under the light.

He may have lost his mind due to the pain, or he may be trapped in some nightmare, his gray lips squirmed, and he kept murmuring something.

Mu Qingxue approached, "What did you say?"

She could only vaguely hear the words "Yin Yao", "Enchanted Demon", "Yin Qi", and... "Senior Brother", "Come back".

Mu Qingxue gritted her teeth and drew back. She looked at Lin Lingqing who was sleeping peacefully at the foot of the bed, and felt a dull pain in her heart accompanied by a sense of powerlessness.

Although Mu Qingxue often goes around with her sword to slay demons and slay demons, compared with other spoiled and pampered children from aristocratic families, she is a world apart.But no matter how heroic she is, she is still a young lady in the final analysis.

It is impossible for the Baihuang family to allow the proud daughter of their family to make even the slightest mistake. The pains and tribulations that Mu Qingxue suffered on a daily basis have never really endangered her life.

So she had never come into contact with someone who could seriously injure Fang Zhiyuan, and she didn't know how to treat him, so she could only dig out all the high-quality healing pills she carried with her.

Fang Zhiyuan was still in a daze when he was helped up, he shook his head silently, not accepting it.

Mu Qingxue's eyes were as cold as ice: "You will die."

Fang Zhiyuan was indifferent.

"If you die, I'll kill him right away." Mu Qingxue dragged Lin Lingqing from under the bed and threw him into Fang Zhiyuan's arms.

Fang Zhiyuan froze for a moment, and tried his best to reflect the meaning of this sentence.

After a while, he chose to give in and take the medicine.

Mu Qingxue really couldn't understand: "You...what did your senior brother do for you to deserve this?"

After many, many years and two lifetimes, she finally realized this answer.

After taking the elixir, Fang Zhiyuan's condition seemed to have stabilized a lot, at least he didn't vomit blood so scary anymore.

He stared blankly at Lin Lingqing who was biting the quilt restlessly on the bed because of being woken up, and suddenly asked: "Is he... the same as Yin Yao now?"

Mu Qingxue said: "Yes, after three years, the fairy world has recognized that there is no difference between a fallen demon and a Yin demon."

She wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, put away the bottles and cans of medicine into the Qiankun bag, and instructed to turn off the lights.

It was dark all around.

Fang Zhiyuan said: "Really."

The tone was very calm, and there was no sadness at all.

Mu Qingxue: "No, it should be said that fallen demons are more ferocious and violent than Yin Yao. High-level Yin Yao can still have self-awareness, just like living things...Look at your senior brother, why are you so cruel? He is almost dying, can he give you any response?"

As she said, she threw a cleansing formula on the bed, cleaning up Fang Zhiyuan's mess of blood.

Lin Lingqing sniffed the residual blood smell gently, his delicate Adam's apple rolled, and he leaned eagerly towards Fang Zhiyuan.

But this time, the little monster failed to get what he wanted.

Lin Lingqing's body lightened, and he was placed under the cold bed by Fang Zhiyuan's arms.

He was restrained, unable to move, he could only slam into the foot of the bed anxiously, and let out an unbearable hum from his throat.

Fang Zhiyuan's voice was soft and his eyes were empty: "It's been three years, I haven't thought about it... I just don't dare... for fear of killing him."

"Now there is no... there is no way out."

Fang Zhiyuan coughed a few times, he was in a daze, and he didn't seem to be talking to Mu Qingxue, but just talking to himself, "If the fallen demon is really equal to the Yin demon, I... can only..."

There was a faint sound of wind coming from outside the tent, and the wind was blowing on the wilderness with ice and snow, the branches and leaves were shaking, and birds and monsters were screaming in the distance.

Inside the tent, Miss Xue Fenghuang was sitting on the edge of the bed, her eyes lit up.Fang Zhiyuan's words and subsequent actions just now made her feel that this person was finally about to figure it out.

After all, there is a saying that nothing can be broken but nothing can be established. Maybe walking around before the gate of hell can have a sober effect.

So Mu Qingxue probed Fang Zhiyuan and smiled: "You are a kind and righteous person, I will wait for you to settle with your senior brother...how about it, why don't you come to visit my Baihuang Mu's house?"

"You don't have to worry about being discriminated against by someone in the family. Now that the fairyland is in such a mess, no one cares about good fortune and bad fortune. If you come, I will reserve a seat for you as a guest."

Fang Zhiyuan thought for a while, and answered her three words hoarsely.

"Thank you."

This is the first time in these days that Fang Zhiyuan pays attention to this girl.

He turned his pale face on the pillow, and there was a glimmer of light in the depths of his eyes, which was small but did exist.

This made Mu Qingxue feel more at ease, she believed that this matter was almost over.

She rescued this obsessive young man, and maybe brought back a talented person with excellent talent and heart for the Mu family and the fairy world.It's a good ending.

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A few more days passed.

"Today is the last day."

"If my calculations are correct, at sunset, the fate-bearing soul array will disperse. Fang Zhiyuan, say goodbye to your senior brother."

It is a deep winter morning.

The thin sun pierced through the light clouds, and there was no snow in the sky, but the snow was far from melting.The dead grass along the way was bent by the wind, and the old wooden branches were sparse.

Fang Zhiyuan walked out of Mu Qingxue's tent.

He promised Fairy Mu Family that everything will be settled today.

Mu Qingxue said that she would watch him from a distance.The Fallen must be eliminated, if he can't do it in the end, then she will come.

Fang Zhiyuan smiled: "Okay."

Before leaving, he still had to take off the broken prisoner lock and wrap it around Lin Lingqing again.

However, the magic circle has been destroyed, and the chain has no effect, and it is no different from an ornament in front of Lin Lingqing, who is rioting with Yin Qi.

"Let's go, senior brother."

Fang Zhiyuan called out naturally.

Just like the past three years, every morning on the road.

It's just that today's morning light seems to be more dazzling than in the past.It makes the eyes sore, and almost tears.

Fang Zhiyuan didn't pull the chain symbolizing sorcery, he gently took Lin Lingqing's wrist with his left hand, leading this monster that would go mad and devour people at any time, and follow him.

The fairy in black led the monster in white and walked on the vast snowfield.

There were two sets of footprints behind them, stretching far away.

The sky, the earth, a piece of peace.

Although Fang Zhiyuan was born with a recovery power far superior to that of ordinary people, Fang Zhiyuan is still very weak, and his legs and feet are not convenient.

So in his right hand he held the pitch-black tooth knife, leaning on it with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The left hand embraces the lover, and the right hand holds the cold knife.

At this time, Fang Zhiyuan didn't know that such a posture of his would be staged for the second time in a hundred years.

The knife in the right hand has changed from Calamity Fang to Huang Yang; but the person holding the left hand is still the same person after tossing and turning.

This second time, it lasted until death.

……

Finally, Fang Zhiyuan stood on the vast wilderness.

This place is already very far away from the place where the monks gather. It is a barren land where even the monsters do not get close. There is only white snow covering it, and there is no life at all.

Fang Zhiyuan stopped here with Lin Lingqing.

He stretched his arms toward the sky.

The black shirt fluttered, and spiritual power overflowed from his body.

Fang Zhiyuan looked calm.

It's not that he hasn't thought of this method for three years.

He just didn't dare...for fear of killing Lin Lingqing.

But now there is no way out.

It was getting dark and the surroundings were getting colder.An ominous atmosphere gradually gathered above the sky, and the dark yin energy rushed to this place from a distance.

The evil star wantonly released the spiritual power in his body, and the consequences were unimaginable.

Amidst the turbulent Yin Qi, countless pairs of ferocious and scarlet eyes suddenly opened.

Red eyeballs spun around in the darkness, and Jie Jie's screams became louder and louder.

The ghost is here.