The protagonist is speechless [Rebirth]

The third elder of the Jiang family, who was crazily cursing Yang Yuxin, finally directed the conversation to Lin Huimo.

"That little bastard of the Lin family, useless..." Before he could finish speaking, Yang Yuxin flicked his sleeves, and with invisible force, he cut open the side of the third elder's neck, and blood spurted out.However, the red vine coiled around his body reacted extremely quickly, and it blocked the direction of the blood gushing.It turned the stems and leaves, trying to make every drop of blood spray on its body, and be absorbed by this bloody vine.

"Ho...ho..." The third elder was speechless, his mouth was opened wide, and he was breathing in pain.

Yang Yuxin stared intently at Lin Huimo's face, tears fell silently, but his expression was still calm, and his voice was still calm and unwavering.

He brushed Lin Huimo's messy black hair behind his ears, and said slowly, "If you are waiting for the rescue of the Bai family, it happens that I am also waiting for the Bai family."

"I will never let anyone who hurt you go."

When Yang Yuxin slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were empty, reflecting endless darkness.

The Ten Kingdoms in the South is the sphere of influence of the Bai family, one of the four families. Each country will send a deacon elder to handle the general affairs of the local worship, and the deacon elder of the Zhe country is named Bai Sheng, and he is a monk who has cultivated in the Jindan stage.His aptitude is not good, he has been trapped in the mid-Golden Core Stage for more than 400 years, and his strength has gone downhill, but the lean camel is bigger than a horse. The Bai family controls the lifeblood of the major families in Zhejiang.

It is precisely because of this that the various aristocratic families in Zhejiang are very fond of Bai Sheng.For example, in the Jiang family, even the daughter-in-law who was pregnant with a mysterious body was given to Bai Sheng as a concubine.However, turning around, Bai Sheng helped the Jiang family swallow up the Lin family, which was considered a good deal.

An insatiable fool, it's no wonder that he was trapped in the golden core stage and couldn't break through until the limit was approaching.But it was also because of this idiot that gave the Jiang family confidence and ruined the Lin family.Even if Yang Yuxin crushed him, he still couldn't bring back the person he wanted to protect.

The revenge has been avenged, but Lin Huimo is gone. Even if he can continue to pursue the avenue of longevity, what's the point?

Yang Yuxin raised her hand to cover her eyes, her heart was empty.

and many more!

Yang Yuxin was stunned suddenly, he raised his hand in disbelief.

The five fingers are long and slender, with distinct joints. They originally had a base color of suet white jade, but every blood vessel on the palm burst out, and the disordered blood red color like a spider web destroyed its original perfection, leaving only a terrifying horror.He rolled up his sleeves violently, and there were blood lines all over his arms.

The true essence in the body is so thin that it almost doesn't exist, and there are only dots of spiritual roots left. Anyone can see that the true essence and spiritual roots have been eaten away, and he is already useless.

Yang Yuxin trembled slightly, his eyes fell on the furnishings in the house, the tables and chairs were so familiar, and the guqin lying on the table.The Shennong style, the broken lines are hidden like a twirl, and the paint color is bright and ancient, isn't it just the legacy of the great sage who has accompanied him for more than 20 years.

This great sage's legacy is a relic left by his long-dead mother, and it is just a mortal.Yang Yuxin may not cherish it very much at ordinary times, but when he left the Yang family, he took it with him by accident.

Outsiders all know that the young master of the Yang family has a firm heart and no external things, but in fact, it is not so much that he has a firm heart, it is better to say that everything in this world has not come into the eyes, and has entered the heart. Focusing on cultivating the Tao is just boring. A little adjustment for the boring years.

It was after he came to Moling and met Lin Huimo that he really put his mind on the rhythm.

Lin Huimo loved the qin, but he couldn't understand the rhythm at all.No matter how good the piano was in his hands, it would turn into howls of ghosts and ghosts like playing cotton, and the voice of the great sage naturally did not escape his poisonous hands.

And when Lin Huimo died, he broke the seven strings with his own hands.

Yang Yuxin got out of bed, stepped on the cold ground with her bare feet, and walked to the table.He hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and plucked the strings.

With a sound of "Keng", the sound of the qin is strange, ancient, smooth, yet quiet, round, even and fragrant. It has the nine timbres of the guqin, and it is indeed the sound of the great sage.

"Is it an illusion...?" Yang Yuxin's expression was momentarily in a trance.

After receiving the call for help from the Jiang family, Bai Sheng rushed to the Jiang family very quickly.Bai Sheng's golden elixir was piled up with pills in the later stage. He didn't have much ability but had a high self-esteem. He thought that Zhejiang was enough for a golden elixir monk like him to rule the roost, so he didn't pay attention to Yang Yuxin who killed him at all.And with some kind of unspoken malice, Bai Sheng didn't tell anyone about it, instead he rushed to Moling alone with the magic weapon bestowed by the Patriarch.

It actually fulfilled Yang Yuxin's desire to skin him and dismantle him.

However, after repeated battles, Yang Yuxin was only one person.Although Bai Sheng is useless, his cultivation level is comparable to his.He killed Bai Sheng, but Bai Sheng also seriously injured him.

When he was on the verge of coma, he felt the real essence in his body boil.

With all his brains, he piled himself back to the late Golden Core cultivation base. The ancient bloodline is worthy of the name of his immortal vein. It took no effort to slaughter the Jiang family, but it made his cultivation advance to the late Golden Core Dzogchen.And after a life-and-death fight with Bai Sheng, the bottleneck between Jin Dan and Yuan Ying was broken.

Some people can't break through the barrier of the golden elixir stage in their entire life, but some people have to break through the elixir and become a baby after the first battle.

When he fainted, he vaguely saw the aura surging in the sky, pouring into his body crazily.

When the broken pill became a baby, although there was no catastrophe of sky thunder, there was a catastrophe of heart demon.

The demon of the heart has always been the best at spying on the weakness in the heart of the heart, making people irreversible.

Yang Yuxin opened the door indifferently and walked out.

The night is low and the sky is full of stars, it seems to be the middle of winter, there is thick snow on the ground, and bare feet step on it, it is a bone-chilling chill.

Cultivators lose their cultivation, their physique is inferior to that of ordinary people, and they are very sensitive to external heat and cold. This is Yang Yuxin's personal experience after losing her cultivation.

Yang Yuxin calmly judged the feeling coming from his body, and looked at the small courtyard almost coldly, trying to determine where the node of the illusion was.

No matter how perfect the illusion is, there will be weak nodes, and the illusion can be destroyed only by destroying the nodes.

In stark contrast to the coldness of the small courtyard, there is the hustle and bustle outside the courtyard.The sound of firecrackers, the sound of laughter, the streets are brightly lit, like daytime.

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind him.

The clear and pleasant male voice was full of helplessness.

"Hey ancestor, why did you run out again?"

Yang Yuxin's body froze.

Immediately, his shoulders were lifted, and a handsome face came closer to him, the peach blossom eyes that should have been looking bright were drooping lazily, and his expression was full of helplessness.

Yang Yuxin looked at the person in a daze, her gaze was not wrong.

"Ah..." Lin Huimo scratched his hair with a headache, and said in a broken voice: "It's only a glass of red dust, only a glass, and you're so drunk? Obviously, you brewed the wine yourself, Axin."

He is addicted to alcohol and is used to soaking in wine jars day after day, so he can't understand what kind of state it is to pour a glass.

Of course, what caught him off guard the most was that after drinking a glass of wine, the usual desolate people played their wine madness in such a beautiful, refined and unique way.God knows how much effort Lin Huimo had to wait for the man to take a bath and change into his underwear.

If this is another alcoholic, he should sleep peacefully, right?

However, Yang Yuxin just refused to lie down, and stared at him with a pair of clear and cold phoenix eyes. Such focused and explicit eyes made the hairs on the back of Lin Huimo's neck stand on end.

——I always feel like I have become a fish on a chopping board, and someone is looking around with strict eyes, judging which piece of meat is more fragrant.

Bathed in such gazes, Lin Huimo couldn't help numb his claws.

With a numb claw, Lin Huimo reflexively chose a road of no return—he used the medicinal powder prepared by his mother to knock him down.Although the person was successfully tucked into the quilt by him, Lin Huimo fell into deep worry.

It's not his fault, even though his good friend is not a cultivator, but when he is cold-faced, he is more terrifying than the monsters in the Liaohuang Mountains.Lin Huimo was not really afraid of him, but worried that if he disagreed with him, he would kill his sweetheart. God knows how much brains and wits he would have to spend fighting him for those two jars of wine.

So, in extreme pain, Lin Huimo grabbed his hair into a chicken coop, and then plunged into the kitchen to cook sober soup.

For the sake of his hangover soup, I hope someone can let him go this time.

However, it was the first time in his life that he entered the kitchen, and the stove would not look at him differently just because he was a foundation-building monk. In essence, Lin Huimo, who was a young master who did not work hard and did not distinguish between young and old, had experienced several times and almost turned the kitchen into a mess. The crisis of blowing up to the sky is worthy of making the so-called hangover soup.

But the soup was ready, but the person who was knocked down by his medicine disappeared.

Lin Huimo was frightened out of his wits. He thought that Yang Yuxin was angry and had poisoned Hongchenzui.

As a result, seeing Yang Yuxin standing barefoot in the snow in a thin underwear, so thin that she seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind, the veins on Lin Huimo's forehead twitched. His trepidation was thrown aside.

Give Ah Xin another drink and chop your hands!

Lin Huimo could feel the coldness of the tentacles through the thin clothes. Lin Huimo couldn't help frowning, and wondered if his aunt had talked too much about it. Looking at Yang Yuxin today, Lin Huimo blurted out: " I’m about to freeze and still stand here stupidly, what will I do if I’m sick tomorrow morning! My body’s bones are not very strong, and I don’t know how to cherish myself in the cold weather.”

The words were subconsciously uttered, even Lin Huimo was taken aback for a moment, and the next moment he carefully glanced at Yang Yuxin's face, seeing that his expression seemed to be in chaos, he carefully breathed a sigh of relief.Fortunately, he was almost drunk, and even his brain was muddy with strong alcohol, otherwise, he might have to collect the corpse of his beloved wine jar next.

Tilting his head and thinking for a while, Lin Huimo's beautiful peach eyes suddenly lit up, his thick eyebrows blinked, and a sly smile unexpectedly appeared in his black eyes.

Since Yang Yuxin was half a head taller than herself, Lin Huimo raised her head slightly.He licked the corners of his mouth, and said in a coaxing tone full of expectation: "Ah Xin, come on, tell me, there is absolutely no need for Hong Chen to drink that broken plum tree in the future."

All the best wine is poured under the plum tree, his brother is so insane.

Yang Yuxin's expression remained motionless, like a sculpture.

In Lin Huimo's expectant eyes, he saw his own reflection.

White clothes and black hair, white face covered with cobweb-like blood lines, like a porcelain doll that has been smashed and then bonded together, it is scary to look at it more than once.

But in Lin Huimo's eyes, it was ordinary.

Lin Huimo blinked his eyes, feeling extremely disappointed after standing stupidly for a while but failing to get the expected promise.However, disappointed, he suddenly slapped his forehead and cursed himself for being stupid.Ever since Ah Xin drank a cup, he hasn't said a word, only tossing about.Right now, still drunk, Axin probably didn't understand what he said.

Pursing his lips in disappointment, Lin Huimo reached out and hugged Yang Yuxin's shoulders. With a strong hand, he directly carried the person on his shoulders.

At any rate, he is a foundation-building cultivator, not to mention carrying a huge cauldron with strength, it is not a problem to carry a person.