Xu Fu

At this time, You Ming seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and opened his eyes wide during the explosion, as if he was unwilling to look at Mi Luosheng, who had not yet been terminated but hid away—his body fell back, and then fell , Like a stone falling from green to yellow spring, straight into the abyss of robbery.

Floating down the clouds like a rotten leaf, dying in the dark for a lifetime.

Suddenly white clothes caught him, with the weak instability after healed from injury, just like the scene when they first met, with a tangy warm fragrance permeating the heart.

You Ming saw the lingering face from the gap he was barely holding on to, he reached out to touch the other's chest, touched the wound that had healed, and put it down with peace of mind.

Good thing no wounds were left.

As he thought about it, even though his eyes were getting blurred, and the exhaustion of exhaustion was like a tide, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up, revealing a smile.

Light and light, pure and pure, with pleasant lips.

One thought becomes joy, and everywhere is prosperous and everywhere is brocade;

***

Indistinctly, there seemed to be countless needles and threads in the mind, intertwined without size, tormenting Xiaoming with a splitting headache.For a moment, it was the scene of Suzi's withered white clothes stained with blood, which made him feel pain; for another moment, it was Mi Luosheng's grinning face, the call of hell.

In the end, what stayed in his blank mind was a strange face composed of grotesque phantoms. He didn't know who it was, and he didn't know where it came from. , staring at himself motionless.

Fang wanted to speak, but the other party disappeared, leaving only a mist.

When You Ming Youyou woke up and saw a cloud and mist floating like a dream, he was shocked all over, only feeling that he was in the middle of a battle.

"Kyo...Xin?"

With a tentative cry, he got up, managed to gather his spiritual power, dragged his exhausted body to soar up, and passed through the sea-like clouds.

"Kingxin? Master?" He kept calling, trying to get an answer from the cloud, but to no avail.

Suddenly, he felt a chill behind his back, like a thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand cauldron suddenly pressed down, forcing him to turn around immediately and use all his strength to give a ruthless blow.

"Who?!"

The person who came was Su Ziku, the master of Xunsi.

You Ming raised his head in astonishment, and saw the familiar white clothes like snow. At this time, the face he was familiar with and loved was as cold as frost, which made him puzzled.

"Kyungshin...what's going on?"

Suziku smiled, "Is this place exactly the same as yesterday's Yunyu?"

"Then why am I here?" Listening to his question, Xiao Ming was puzzled.

"Come." Su Ziku blinked, and reached out to him, as if to help him up.

Just like how he stretched out his hand to You Ming many times, showing such a smile.But Youming still handed over his hand to the other party stupidly.

As soon as it touched Su Ziku's palm, those slender five fingers suddenly clasped the back of his hand. The bent fingertips seemed to be lightly brushed, but they were better than kneading to shatter, as if struck by lightning. Internal organs!

"Kyo...Xin...it hurts..."

You Ming softened from the pain and knelt straight down. His eyes began to fill with mist as the torture intensified, but he just struggled meaninglessly with brute force, without using any spiritual power.

"Why didn't you fight back." Su Ziku raised his eyebrows lightly, his tone was the most gentle and ruthless, the most merciless and gentle.He looked at You Ming who was lying on the ground: "Where did your strength to deal with Mi Luosheng go that day?"

Youming rested his hands on the ground, only to feel that his eyes were blurred, just like his mind was blank at the moment: "Why... why?"

"I'm going to ask you," Suzi said coldly, leaning down, squatting lightly but still elegantly, her eyes were clearly looking at a dispensable item playfully, "Are you really Just rocks?"

You Ming opened his eyes wide, and when he heard the words that sounded like a joke, and was asked word by word in an unbelievable tone, he felt a layer of frost and wind chill all over his body from the inside out.

"……What?"

Seeing his bewildered face, Su Ziku felt an unexplainable anger for some reason—he has always been calm and peaceful, and never gets angry at things that don't matter. Promptly provoked the anger string, making him raise his voice.

"When you were trapped in the dead world, you were safe and sound, don't you forget?"

Hearing these words, You Ming was a little dazed, and even forgot the pain in his hands.He carefully searched for the relevant memories, going back to the day when he was in the world of death without knowing what to say, but he only remembered that he had lost consciousness long ago.

"Why... are you safe and sound?"

"Before I fell into a coma, what I saw was you in the fire." Su Ziku sneered.

You Ming shook his head in astonishment: "Impossible... At that time I had already..."

"If you don't remember that, then it's just my hallucination. Then what happened yesterday? With your magic spirit, how can you compare with Mi Luosheng? And your appearance at that time is the same as that in the dead world. There is no difference at that time." Su Ziku continued to ask.

Youming was in vain, speechless, how did he know the spiritual power that broke through from his body for no reason?What he was thinking at that time was nothing more than to control the enemy to death and control love to Ding'an.

"Fang asked about Xing Qizhou. According to him, you were born with such supernatural powers. If you don't know why, according to this department, you must have something evil in your body, or you have also practiced that kind of magic Work?" Su Ziku said unhurriedly.

"IDK……"

You Ming murmured as if possessed by a demon, he didn't know why he was safe and sound in the world of death, why he was able to be compared with Mi Luosheng in a short moment yesterday, and he didn't know why Su Ziku treated him like this. He couldn't explain the changes, everything.

Su Ziku's expression suddenly became icy cold, his snow-white sleeves were slightly opened, he got up in the blink of an eye and strangled You Ming's throat, pouring pure fairy power into his body to search for the blood in Fa Ling's blood. Anything wrong.

Suddenly, Su Ziku's expression became shocked. He frowned and tried again and again, and murmured in disbelief: "It's actually this..."

"Woo... what... what..."

What answered him was the spirit of Shuruo who suddenly penetrated into his heart and lungs, tightly grasping his fragile chest like a devil's hand, and instantly pierced his heart, as if something passed through his heart to absorb all his soul.

He screamed in pain, and twisted his expressionless face to an unprecedented extreme.Tears trickled down his face and splashed on the cuffs of the white robe, but they couldn't win the sympathy of the man in front of him at all.

"King Xin... Kyung... Xin..."

[You killed him...you actually killed him! !How dark and vicious is your heart? ! ]

[Stupid explanation, do you think I'll believe it, I'm going to kill you and throw it into this sea—don't let your dirty blood dirty these flowers. ]

The voice came again, lingering.

He heard Shuma say that Su Ziku was romantic, indifferent, and unkind, but he still stubbornly didn't believe what Shuma said, and held a little extravagance.

Su Ziku turned a deaf ear to it, he devoted all his attention to avoiding the almost hoarse cry that made him nervous, and concentrated on the changes in the spiritual power in Youming's body, he finally found what Yinyi wanted—— Although not all of the fragments of yin qi left in the two worlds by Sun Zero are enough to mutate Xiaoming, this is the answer he has been looking for.

Just as he was about to take out this evil yin energy, he suddenly found that a strange air flow was blocking all his spells—this seemed to come from the innate guardian spirit in Youming's body, accompanied by the body's From young to mature, it is firmly rooted and melted into the flesh and blood, and even merged with the soul.

He immediately understood that it was this layer of spiritual power that had been preventing him from seeing through before. Could it be that this is what Xing Qizhou said, the innate spiritual power of this stone?But this spirit of protection can blend and echo with his pure immortal power, as if it comes from the same vein and is even better.Not to mention that the guardian spirit echoes the fairy clan's dharma spirit, the yin energy is evil, but the guardian spirit is righteous, one righteous and one evil can exist in You Ming's body for so long, how can this not surprise him.

At this moment, You Ming, after the overwhelming pain, his face turned into a sheet of paper, his dark eyes lost all their vitality, half-closed but out of focus.

"I don't know..." Before he fainted, he still murmured innocent and helpless words.

"Come here... Fu Sha, Fu Sha!" Su Ziku shouted, and only after he woke up did he truly believe that You Ming was a victim, and he never lied to him. , and this guardian spirit is even more powerful than a fairy... as if it is a protoss?

The white wolf leaped up into the air and came to him nimbly and quickly, looking at his master suspiciously but loyally, waiting for orders.

Su Ziku took a deep breath, tried to calm down the strange mood, and tried his best to restrain his trembling voice that was almost out of control: "Take him to Changliuxuan to heal his injuries."

Fu Sha agreed with a whine and stepped forward to take You Ming away.

Su Ziku watched it and You Ming gradually go away, like a dark demon slowly dissipating in his heart, and finally got a little peace of mind.

He tried to move his feet, but they were as heavy as lead.

【Yinworld · Folk · Lord's Mansion】

At dusk, the Cangshan Mountains are exhausted, with blue and white flowers as companions.Life and death are both boundless, returning to the heartbroken place of the past.

The last ray of western light in the afterglow spreads on the brilliant peonies, drowning the end of the distant mountains, hiding all the past events in the world, leaving a somewhat weak temperature in the palm of your hand.

The black cloak covered his face, but when he saw the small brass bell on his waist, he knew that it was the demon master Jun Shu, and also the former Xunsi master Mi Luosheng.

He held the simple and ordinary one tightly in his hand.