Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

He begged him to the Yin Demon.

In the sunny sky, there was a sudden thunder.

The sunny day was no longer sunny, it was getting dark.

In a blink of an eye, the sky was a vortex of black clouds and red light rolling and entangled, and the sharp hissing sound of the Yin Demon was hidden in the cloud of Yin Qi, rising and falling, ebbing and flowing, spreading throughout the wilderness.

"Jie—"

"Jie Jie—"

Pairs of scarlet eyeballs protruded densely from the black air, greedily staring at their prey.

Fang Zhiyuan stood on the vast and boundless snowfield.

The sky is black, the ground is white, and the sky and the earth are like paintings.

He seemed to be the only moving living thing in the painting.

"I'm leaving, senior brother, wait for me to come back." Fang Zhiyuan took a deep look at Lin Lingqing who was behind him, pulled out the calamity-tooth long knife stuck at his side, and walked towards the Yin Yao.

His first step was on the snow, and his second step was on the air.

An awe-inspiring wind rushed from the ears.

Fang Zhiyuan had broken through Nascent Soul as early as three years ago, and it was not difficult to fly through the sky without the help of a magic weapon.

The chill swept across the fields, the snow was spiraled upwards, and the dead grass was crushed into powder under the air pressure.In an instant, the sky was darkened, and the dark tide of Yin Yao rushed towards him like a huge net, and he walked towards the huge net calmly.

In a blink of an eye, the vortex of Yin Yao engulfed him.

唦——

Countless beams of light brushed across his body in an instant, and countless streaks of blood flew from his body.

The familiar excruciating pain tore apart his sanity again.

Fang Zhiyuan ignored those minor injuries, just gritted his teeth and swung the knife, and swung away the attack that hit the fatal vital point.The sharp teeth and claws of the Yin Yao kept bumping into the calamity tooth knife, and sparks bounced off, making a jingling sound.

His vision flickered, and in the gap between the blood mist and the black air, he saw a pair of huge eyeballs hidden in the depths of the Yin Qi, examining the prey of "it".

Sweat flowed down, and as soon as it seeped into the eye sockets, it was irritating and hot.Fang Zhiyuan closed his eyes, he was bleeding upstream in the huge current of Yin Yao, and walked towards the owner of those giant eyes.

……

On a level ground slightly far from the snowfield, young people from the three great families and their guards gathered there.

They were stationed in such a desolate place, waiting for Mu Qingxue who returned from exorcising demons along the way.Mu Qingxue had arrived half an hour ago, and it was time for these young people to go back to Liuhuazhou.

But in a blink of an eye, Yin Qi was boiling in the sky, and the crazy cries of Yin Yao could be heard even here.

"What's going on." Gu Tingbo, the eldest son of the Gu family, looked serious, "It's Yin Yao again? There are no monks here, so how could such a powerful group of Yin Yao suddenly appear?"

"My lord, it's not good," an older guard of the Gu family stood up and said in panic, "I'm afraid that there is a 'Yin Demon Lord' with a very high cultivation level, and it is conservatively estimated that it is a Nascent Soul." Upward cultivation. The prince quickly ordered, let's go!"

They couldn't help but not panic.Since the arrival of the Yin Qi, the Yin Demons have seen more and more numbers, and they have also become more and more rampant.

The term "Yin Demon Lord" has only become commonly mentioned after the Immortal Calamity, and it refers to the one who has the strongest cultivation among a group of Yin Demons and is regarded as the leader.

Once a large group of Yin demons appeared on the city island where the monks gathered, it often meant that another blood disaster was about to come.

Fortunately, although the incident happened suddenly this time, it was in a sparsely populated wilderness.Gu Tingbo nodded, and waved his arm: "Quickly rectify, follow me to evacuate this place, and report to the respective patriarchs."

"...Fairy Mu?"

Suddenly someone said, "Fairy... what are you looking at?"

Mu Qingxue just took off her cloak and sat aside to rest.At this moment, he got up abruptly, staring at the black sky churning, as if he had lost his soul.

Her lips trembled: "That lunatic..."

Mu Qingxue suddenly mentioned Yuexiashuang, and she was about to rush out.

Gu Tingbo grabbed her arm: "Fairy Mu, where are you going!"

Mu Qingxue broke away from Gu Tingbo violently, and said anxiously: "I just came from that place myself, and there are still people there!...you go first, I have to save people!"

A young man from the Mu family was terrified: "It can't be saved, Miss! Such a group of Yin monsters, let alone us, even the head of the family would be hesitant to come in person!"

Mu Qingxue said angrily: "Get out of the way, who said you can't be saved! I am the daughter of Baihuang's blood, how can I do something that I will not save!"

Gu Tingbo said: "Fairy Mu, there may be loose cultivators within a few hundred miles, we need to evacuate these talents first."

"Can……"

"Miss is righteous and brave, but...but those of us don't even have a Nascent Soul Realm, so if we rush over there, we will die!"

"Yes, miss, let's go, it's too late if we don't go!"

"Fairy Mu, this is the end of the matter... take us away."

Anxiety is written all over the young faces, three years is not enough for these noble children from aristocratic families to grow to such an extent.

There was fear in their eyes that couldn't be hidden.Some chattered their teeth, some trembled, and some were on the verge of crying, looking at the terrifying sky behind them.

Mu Qingxue was at a loss for words.

How could she not know that with the strength of her and these people, it would be as difficult as heaven to save people under such a terrifying group of Yin demons.

She just regrets that Fang Zhiyuan chose such a self-destructive path.If that person could let go of his obsession, he should have a bright future.

During the Jingui test three years ago, the cold and handsome eyebrows of the boy in black flashed in his mind.That is obviously a blockbuster, the most outstanding young man...

Mu Qingxue shook her head against her forehead and sighed heavily.

Forget it, in today's chaotic fairy world, there are too many "unfortunate" things, and she can't get them back.

"...Go, evacuate."

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Lin Lingqing stood on the snowfield, he looked up at the sky.

All around him was also a frenzy of darkness, screaming and violent Yin Yao kept attacking him, but all damage was stopped by the fateful soul array.

Under the faint silver light, the monster in white was unscathed.

Lin Lingqing raised his clear pupils, which reflected a bead of blood dripping from the dark sky.

The bright red color quickly passed through the clouds and the long wind, falling faster and faster.

Finally, with a clatter, it landed on the snow underfoot.

One drop, two drops, countless in an instant.

rustle……

It's raining, red rain.

Lin Lingqing looked down, and at some point, his long hair and clothes were also wet from the blood sprinkled from the sky.

The white clothes became blood-stained, sticking warmly to his body.

……

Above the sky, Fang Zhiyuan was enduring Ling Chi-like pain.

The Yin Yao crazily bit him from all directions, even if there were disaster teeth to block him, it was impossible to prevent them all.Blood kept gushing from the wound, and the Fate-bearing Soul Formation was intensifying the torment on him.

It's been a long time since this tortured feeling, but it's still familiar to the bone marrow.

Fang Zhiyuan pulled the corners of his lips with difficulty, he didn't realize that he was smiling.

He just thought of the long old memories, the dark hut in the depths of Fang's house, the chains and torture racks that could not tell whether it was rust or blood.

He had been there before, had his bones broken, his flesh torn apart by the Yin Yao, and his core had been torn apart by his biological father.

He lingered on during those more than 1000 days when life was worse than death, and sometimes when he was on the verge of collapse, he thought drowsily: Why am I still alive.

Fang Zhiyuan's calamity teeth screamed, and Fang Zhiyuan cut a Yin demon into two with all his strength, and then took another step forward.

Suddenly, a burst of pain accompanied by twitching went all over the internal organs, and a big mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat uncontrollably.

"Jie..."

A deep roar came from the direction of "Yin Demon Lord".

Doubt flashed in those huge red eyeballs hidden behind the black mist, as if they didn't understand why there was such a prey, and they were all bruised and bruised and were struggling towards the direction of the predator.

Fang Zhiyuan straightened up with difficulty, coughing with blood in his mouth, panting heavily and looking at the black troll.

He laughed hoarsely: "Come here?... I called you, I called you."

The Yin Demon Lord let out a low cry.

It seemed to be an order, and the surrounding Yin demons were subordinates who obeyed the order, and their attack gradually stopped.

Fang Zhiyuan's eyes darkened.

He secretly said: Sure enough...

Yin Yao looks violent, but it is not the same as a demonized person.

Yin Yao is rational.If this word is said in Xianmen, it will definitely cause the whole room to burst into laughter.

However, the fact is that cultivators regard Yin Qi as filthy. Since ancient times, no one has had the intention to investigate the living conditions of such filthy demons.

Only he, as the evil star of Yin fate, has not been tortured by Yin monsters since he can remember; only he knows Yin monsters well, better than the most knowledgeable master in the fairy world-even if this is not his original intention.

He was the only one who took an enchanted person with him for three years.So he is also the most familiar with the appearance of the Fallen - even if it breaks his heart.

Fang Zhiyuan wanted to wipe off the blood from the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, but there was already too much blood, and he couldn't wipe it clean.

Fang Zhiyuan had no choice but to give up, he said: "Come on."

Then he loosened his right hand, and the hilt of Zaiya's knife fell from a height of thousands of feet.

The Yin Demon Lord's eyes changed slightly, and he saw the long saber pierced through the wind and cloud, fell from the dark cloud of Yin Qi, and finally stuck between a rock on the snowy field with a "do" sound.

"Let's make a deal. I'll reward you with my flesh and blood. You just need to give me an answer." Fang Zhiyuan smiled at the giant Yin Yao with empty hands, "How about it? It's a good deal?"

Yin Yao.

The dirtiest, coldest creature in the world, even the creature that is not considered a creature by the fairy world, is also the only creature in the world that relies on yin energy to live.

This is the last desperate move, this is the moth to the flame when there is no way out.He wanted to find a way to restore the sanity of the fallen demon from the Yin Yao.

"Jie Jie..."

The huge Yin Yao looked at the curse star up and down, and it slowly leaned out of the black mist.

The cloud of Yin Qi surged and condensed into its body.

"Jie Jie" "Jie Jie Jie——"

The little Yin demons from all directions also rushed towards it, turned into streaks of black air, and assimilated into a part of the Yin demon master.

Fang Zhiyuan waited quietly.

Of course, it is impossible for Yin Yao to talk to him, and it is impossible to obediently tell him the answer he wants.

He wanted to find out the rules of Yin Qi movement, the only way he could think of was...

The cold current scattered, and what finally took shape was a monster as tall as a hill.

More than a dozen red eyeballs crowded on its pitch-black head, and the temptation of the evil star made it greedily open its bloody mouth, dripping black sticky saliva.

In mid-air, the Yin Demon Lord and the Yin Fate Blessed Star confronted each other.

Fang Zhiyuan took off all his defenses and stretched out his arms.

He sneered, "Come on, eat me."

He is so calm.Even if the shadow of Yin Yao covered his head in an instant, he didn't waver at all.

The huge Yin demon moved.The ugly black head split a huge opening from the middle to both sides, and the opening extended downward until most of the body was opened.

It is like a pitch-black piranha flower, blooming rottenly in mid-air.The petals of that flower were like sharp teeth, and they rushed towards Fang Zhiyuan in a flash——

Fang Zhiyuan only felt a darkness in front of his eyes.

The next moment, the giant mouth slammed shut!

It was as if he was smashed into the middle by several walls at the same time, and the terrifying momentum almost crushed all his bones.

"what……!!"

The scream broke through the exit uncontrollably, Fang Zhiyuan fell back in extreme pain, the veins on his forehead burst out, his skin cracked under the corrosion of Yin Qi, and he became a bloody man in an instant.

He was trapped in the "belly" of the Yin Yao, wrapped in Yin Qi, so painful that he couldn't breathe.The yin and cold air rushed in, and he could even feel the frost on his internal organs!

Everything in sight was darkness, and his consciousness quickly blurred.

……

Is it fate that the evil star of Yin fate is swallowed by the Yin demon?

If so, that's okay too.

Fang Zhiyuan thought vaguely.

After all, he couldn't compare to Lin Lingqing, who was so calm, yet so frivolous and bold, and stepped on all the fate of God lightly under his feet.

He can't compare to senior brother, no matter how long he lives, he still can't say that he will become a fairy and kill a star for you.

If there is destiny in this world, then he also admits it.

The yin qi charged his body and soul, and in such a near-death situation, Fang Zhiyuan had a crazy smile on his lips.

He roared in unparalleled pain, "Come on...ah!!"

Instead of retreating, he advanced, falling deeper.

He accepted his suffering, he swallowed his doom.

"Come... tell me..."

The corners of Fang Zhiyuan's eyes twitched ferociously, and he stretched his five fingers forward recklessly, grabbing them convulsively, "Tell me... how can I get him—come back!!"

Time seems to be frozen at the fingertips.

When he sank in Linhai back then, he reached out to the non-existent light in the same way, eager to grasp some kind of salvation.

A young fairy in a white robe with a sword, came through the waves under the moon.

The young man drew his sword and wiped out the shadow that entangled him; the young man withdrew his sword and carried him out of the sea of ​​suffering.

Did I survive because I waited to meet you?

Brother?

— Chi! !

Fang Zhiyuan inserted his hand into Yin Yao's heart, although there was nothing there, he was sure that he had grasped Yin Yao's heart.

He seemed to see the river between the flickering of consciousness, the dark river rushing to the distance, the sound of the waves beating on the eardrums.

It was the Yin Qi driven by the Yin Demon Lord, flowing in his meridians, flowing in his flesh and blood, flowing in his soul and sea of ​​consciousness.

This is……

This is a rule that is diametrically opposed to the operation of aura.

Road to Road, very Avenue.Fang Zhiyuan couldn't tell what it was, but somewhere in the dark, he did catch a glimpse of enlightenment.

It turns out that the rules for operating Yin Qi and Yang Qi are opposite from the root...

"Jie!! Jie Jie Jie!!!"

There was fear in the red eyes of the Yin Demon Lord, how could he expect that the situation would be reversed in an instant, and he would be overwhelmed by the "prey".

An ominous sense of crisis made the Yin Demon Lord start to struggle frantically, throwing his head up, biting like a dying beast.

In the next instant, seven or eight sharp claws sprang out from its pitch-black body, piercing through Fang Zhiyuan's chest in an instant! !

Red blood splattered.

Fang Zhiyuan's pupils shrank a little.

"Cough...cough..." He raised his face in a daze, his face ashen.He started to twitch, spitting out blood one after another, and the luster in his pupils quickly dissipated.

The Yin Demon Lord roared, the fear just now drove him to lift Fang Zhiyuan up so high that he even lifted it out of the dark cloud of Yin Qi.

Clouds and mists are everywhere, snow is coming and the sun is shining.

The long wind blew across the frost-covered fields mixed with the smell of blood.

Fang Zhiyuan's bloody body hanging down from his strength was reflected in the bright and mighty sky, and a black shadow the size of a sesame seed appeared on the white clouds in the distance.

In front of the huge Yin Yao, he was as small as a grain of sand.

……

On the snow field, Lin Lingqing suddenly fell to the ground.

The little monster wandered in a daze, and walked to the place where the calamity knife fell.He didn't know how to follow the road, and stumbled on the edge of the knife.

It was already late at this moment, and the effect of the Fate-bearing Soul Formation was weakened by seven or eight.In addition, this was not a fatal injury, so the formation couldn't prevent him from anything.

Such a small scratch, if it was a sober Lin Lingqing, would not even hum; but for an emotionless monster, pain is pain.

The little monster in the white robe dragged to the ground and cried out coquettishly.

It wasn't that loud a sound, it was difficult even to spread it ten feet away, and it was even more impossible to spread it to the sky where the wind was howling.

So it was impossible for Fang Zhiyuan to hear it.

But at almost the same moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

The pale ghost-like hand suddenly lifted up, and firmly grasped the limb that Yin Yao was piercing his chest.

Fang Zhiyuan raised his eyes, his eyes blazed presumptuously, and he smiled like a lunatic, "You're full..."

Clenching fingers tightly, "It's time... give... me... get out!!"

He desperately squeezed out all the remaining spiritual energy in his dantian, and injected it all into Yin Yao's body.

The rules of Yin Qi circulation have been engraved in his mind, the rushing black rivers were easily disrupted, and Yang Qi exploded at the core where Yin Qi gathered, with a bang!

The huge Yin Yao howled miserably and exploded from it.

……

Hundreds of miles away, the group of aristocratic families looked at each other in blank dismay.The elder son of the Gu family who was just about to send a message to Liuhuazhou raised his head in surprise, looking at the distant sky.

"The Yin demon group... has dissipated?"

They can never imagine what happened in the place they abandoned.

They have only traveled a hundred miles with their swords, but the fate of the Three Realms has been quietly pushed in another direction from the mud of darkness.

……

When the clouds broke and the sun rose, the sun was already westward.

The snow was reflected brightly by the afterglow.

Fang Zhiyuan's body fell from the sky, there was no intact part of his body, he was almost out of human form, and from a distance it was just a mass of blood and flesh.

thump.

Accompanied by a muffled sound, the mass of flesh and blood fell into the snow.

Just a few steps away from Lin Lingqing.

The shocking blood color quickly faded away.Fang Zhiyuan lay there, motionless, as if he was dead.

The white-clothed monster is unconscious, his heart has been corroded by Yin Qi, and there will be no waves.

Some are just hunger for spiritual flow.

Lin Lingqing stepped forward step by step, his whole body was covered with the blood spilled by Fang Zhiyuan, and there was a string of red footprints behind him.

After a few steps, Lin Lingqing finally walked in front of Fang Zhiyuan.He stared at Junior Brother Fu Xing whom he had cared for and cherished in every possible way, with a fierce gleam in his eyes.

Sitting in the snow, he turned Fang Zhiyuan's limp body over.

The bloodthirsty impulse was agitating in the body, Lin Lingqing's eyes were flushed, the soft and beautiful lips were opened, and the tips of the exposed teeth were cold, as if the sunlight reflected by the snow was shining on them.

He wanted to tear this broken body apart.

He wanted to eat up the few traces of spiritual flow left.

The sun was about to set, and the red light cast a long shadow behind Lin Lingqing.His thin body seemed to have turned into a black silhouette under the twilight envelope.

The shadow of the little monster opened its mouth and bent over.

Lin Lingqing bit down on the man in front of him.

Suddenly, a strong hand grabbed his chin.

The broken body stood up tremblingly, and the shadow covered the monster's too pale face.

When the monster blinked, he obviously failed to bite the delicious spiritual flow in front of him, but something cold and soft stuck to his open lips.

The monster does not know, this is called "kiss".

Fang Zhiyuan slowly opened his eyes, those eyes were already too loose to reflect anything.But he still pulled Lin Lingqing accurately and kissed him on the lips.

He felt the meridians in Lin Lingqing's body, which were the meridians of the immortal cultivators who were used to running aura.The huge Yin Qi had no way out inside, and could only rampage in pain.

"..."

Fang Zhiyuan only had the last traces of consciousness, and he fell forward weakly in this posture, gently pressing Lin Lingqing down on the snow.

He guided the yin energy in Lin Lingqing's body to slowly walk the Great Circle in a reverse way.

That is an extremely absurd way of moving, and no immortal cultivator will be so lucky.If the aura is operated in this way, it will definitely go mad.

Lin Lingqing closed his eyes, the feeling in his body made the little monster very comfortable.

The pinprick-like cold gradually disappeared, and the craving for spiritual energy faded away.He doesn't even want to bite anymore, just sleepy and trying to sleep.

Lin Lingqing gradually relaxed, he clings to the source of comfort, and falls asleep with Fang Zhiyuan in his arms.

At some point, Fang Zhiyuan burst into tears.

With tears running down his bloody face, Fang Zhiyuan hugged the soft body in his arms again, letting Lin Lingqing's head rest on his chest.

He hoarsely choked and said: "...Brother..."

Even though the sun hadn't set yet, it was completely dark in front of my eyes.Consciousness gradually drifted away, and the arms began to lose strength.

Fang Zhiyuan was a little bit reluctant, he didn't know if he could wake up from this sleep.He really wanted to hug his senior brother again, and he found that he really liked to hug Lin Lingqing, as long as he hugged him.

If he can survive this time, he never wants to let go.

Just hug like this for a lifetime, okay?

Fang Zhiyuan's eyes closed.

He hugged Lin Lingqing and passed out.

When the time finally came, the light of the Fate-bearing Soul Formation flashed on the two of them, shattered silently, and dissipated into little gleams.

At this moment, everything is silent.

The red clouds in the sky, like flowing magma, like a scorching flame, reflected the snow red.

The two bodies overlapped, bathed in the setting sun.

They are like a pair of neck-to-neck phoenixes bathed in fire and nirvana.