I'm afraid I won't survive [Quick Transmigration]

Xu Si is not stupid, let's not talk about what is going on here, whether the Youzhu Si family has been wronged or not, what Si Zhilan is doing now is obviously trying to change his life for another, and protect him well.

This made Xu Sixin's head look like it had been pricked by a needle tip stained with vinegar, and she couldn't stop the acid. The life that Si Zhilan really wanted to change had long since died. Now this body is not his flesh and blood relative Si Huang, It was Xu Si.

The person who saved his life was not the right person, what a tragic hero.

Guilt was like a scourge hitting the mind, Xu Si almost blurted out, "Brother, I'm not your brother, don't rush to risk your life for someone who has nothing to do with you."

But the words rolled around his gums on the tip of his tongue, he scratched his head, and decided to put it in a safe way.

"Brother, for the family, your life is more beneficial than mine." He pulled Laszhilan's hanging sleeves and looked up at his chin. I don't know how many years it will take, if you are not good at learning, I am afraid that there will be no hope of revival in this life, why do you..." Place your hope on such a big variable?Wouldn't it be better to do it yourself?

In other words, from the perspective of profit maximization, if two lives are weighed on a scale, Si Huang's is far inferior to Si Zhilan's.

Si Zhilan lowered her head, looking at the young man who was still wet but already showing some calm eyes, she was surprised that her younger brother seemed to have grown a lot overnight, he took out the hand that was in the wide sleeve, and patted Si Zhilan On the top of Huang's head, his eyebrows and eyes are curved, and his voice is concentrated into a line.

"Because I know that I won't live long. Since you are going to die anyway, I will protect you. You don't have to blame yourself. It's not because of you that I can't live. If I can live, I will live with you even if there is a chance go down."

Xu Si's eyes widened, knowing that his fate was not long?

"Brother, your cultivation level is so high, why...you are so seriously injured? But those two family leaders did a good job?" Xu Si's voice was low, wrapped in a coldness, and he glanced at Feng's not far away. The two heads of the Fang family.

From the performance just now, he can tell that there are not many good people here at all, and they are all a group of fake Taoist priests with good looks.

Si Zhilan smiled contemptuously, and blinked, "How can it be, these people are just third-rate people, and they can't hurt my brother."

The arrogance and rampant words were spoken very loudly, and everyone present could hear them clearly, but they did not explain where the serious injury deep in his heart came from.

Tighten "Qi Shang", with a wave of his hand, he withdrew from Xiaoqianshijie.

The surrounding scenery instantly returned to its original appearance, the sun faded away, and night fell again. Those icy edges and drifting snow all disappeared without a trace, leaving only a corpse lying on the ground.

I don't know if it was because of a lack of strength or on purpose, Si Zhilan suddenly leaned over and knelt down on one knee, facing Xu Si directly.

Xu Si was startled, and immediately knelt down as well.

Si Zhilan turned his back to the monks, and only Xu Si could see that the aura he had exerted before disappeared in an instant, his face showed some fatigue, his eyes were clouded and his eyes were scattered.He held the Patriarch's sword "Qi Shang" in both hands, handed it to Xu Si, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood splashed on Xu Si's face, and his heart twitched violently. His eyes froze, and his hands tremblingly took over the Patriarch's sword. The sword seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he couldn't lift his wrist. .

Si Zhilan lowered his arms and spat out another mouthful of blood. He smiled at Xu Si, his eyes full of encouragement and expectation.

Wiping the blood off her lips with a flick of her sleeve, Si Zhilan said softly, "From today onwards, you are the 150th and seventh generation patriarch of the Youzhusi Clan. Come, recite the family motto to me."

Xu Si quickly retrieved the memory, straightened her back, and said in the most serious and serious tone in her life: "A husband cultivates the way of immortality, admires the sages, abandons selfish desires, abandons doubts and stagnation, is compassionate to the world, and drives justice; Get rid of miserliness, stand upright, and walk on the road..."

Xu Si recited very well, with a resonant voice and a loud voice. The young man of the thirteenth and fourteenth year was in the period of changing his voice. At first glance, it was a little sharp and a little bit dull, not very pleasant to hear, but no one came to disturb him, even Feng Yu was just silent. Listening quietly, even with a thoughtful look on his face.

Si Zhilan nodded while listening, very relieved, you know, this kid didn't like to memorize books since he was a child, he stumbled when he memorized everything, he looked very reluctant, as if someone forced him to speak, but today he seemed to be a different person.

"Ah Huang," when the young man finished reciting, he put his hands on those frail shoulders. Xu Si trembled. He knew that Si Zhilan was going to say his last words, "The secret art of the Si family that I passed on to you before, Unless you have to, try not to use it if you can.”

Si's secret technique should refer to the secret technique that can control monsters, so why not use something so awesome that it seems to be open?Xu Si suppressed her full of doubts, and just obediently listened to Si Zhilan's continuation.

"The matter of revenge and revitalizing the family is up to you. If you are unhappy, don't do it. If you want me to say, it's better not to do it. You can be happy and at ease. Those who bear hatred will never go far. What's wrong with retribution It's time. It's just, Ah Huang, no matter what, you have to return our innocence. You don't need to avenge your revenge, but the truth has to be investigated. No matter how you think about it, you feel useless if you put such a big shit on our heads. If you don't redress your innocence for a day Xue, my clansmen who died innocently and tragically have no peace in the ground for a day. Do you understand?"

Xu Si thought to himself, "Ah Huang understands." He thought to himself, dude, although Xu Si has a thick skin, he is not shameless, since I have this status and received your kindness, I will definitely give you justice to Si Shi in the future.

Watching this scene of deep brotherhood and brotherhood with cold eyes, everyone was worried, for fear that Si Zhilan would regret it, and think that it would be better to kill them all in retrospect. Fear and apprehension, if it weren't for the consideration of face, this group of people who can be regarded as dignified and dignified might have run away long ago.

At this time, Si Zhilan stood up slowly, and everyone took a step back in unison.

Si Zhilan raised her head halfway, looking at the pale sky, and glanced at Ling Jiuwei who was staring at him from the corner of her eye.

"Patriarch Ling, Ah Huang is entrusted to you."

Ling Jiu slightly smacked the words Patriarch Ling.

Once upon a time, they all called each other by the false name of Patriarch?Back then, Si Zhilan always called him Xiaojiujiuwei, who was always called him by the people before and after, and she couldn't see him. At this moment, the three words of Patriarch Ling have drawn a galactic moat between them. This insurmountable gap separates the past The friendship of Robe Ze, after several generations of grievances and hatreds, will soon be separated by Huangquan and Biluo.

"Don't worry." Ling Jiuwei twirled his fingers with the hand behind his back, and his voice was always calm.

The moment the sun jumped out of the horizon, Si Zhilan, head of the Youzhusi Clan, died from her meridians. leaf.

When Si Zhilan died, everyone heaved a sigh of relief. They only felt that the tiger-headed guillotine hanging over their heads had finally come down without any danger, and the golden light sprinkled the ground, and the nightmarish night passed quietly.

Looking at the corpses of compatriots all over the ground, the remaining people rejoiced that they had escaped by luck, and on the other hand belatedly burst out some grief over the loss of relatives and friends.

A pair of wolf-like tiger eyes, with a faint light, stared closely at the last member of the Si clan.

Xu Si was stared at by those eyes, and he was completely hairy. He had no doubt that as long as his hand holding the sword made a small movement, these people would decisively pounce on him and take his life. None left.

It is necessary to play the role of the heartbroken orphan of the Si family, but also to show the iron bones of the Si family, with awe-inspiring arrogance.

Actor Xu felt that this career was really... quite terrible.

Ling Jiuwei moved his feet slightly, walked up to the young man who was standing straight with his sword in his arms, and stretched out his hand towards him.

"Patriarch, do you really want to take this kid as an apprentice?" A Tong was anxious, why?How could Si Huang be his uncle's apprentice?Why should uncle clean up this mess for these cowards?

The cultivator standing beside her with a "moon surface" face tugged at her arm and signaled her to be silent, "The Patriarch made a promise in front of everyone, do you want the Patriarch to break his promise? If this gets out, I will tell you Xu Ling's disgrace has been criticized by others, how can he have to pay for it?"

Atong is used to self-willedness, but she is not unreasonable and disregarding the overall situation. She pursed her mouth, pulled her arm back, and turned her face away angrily, not seeing it.

"Would you like to come with me?" Ling Jiuwei asked lightly, her outstretched hand was always in front of Xu Si's eyes, not too close or far away, just enough to fill Xu Si's sight.

For a moment, Xu Si suddenly had the illusion that there was only that hand left in the whole world.

Of course he was willing. He stretched out his bloody hand and wiped it on himself. He just wanted to hand it over to see that Ling Jiuwei's whole body was spotless. No matter how hard he wiped his paw, he couldn't clean it. And pull the cuffs.

All this series of movements fell into Ling Jiuwei's eyes. He looked at the timid young man with his head down, and could only see the hair on the top of his head. He felt that this child was completely different from when he was a child.

"From today onwards, Si Huang will change his name to Ling Zhuyin and accept me as Ling Jiuwei's disciple. Don't worry, fellow Taoists, I will discipline you carefully and show righteousness." Ling Jiuwei turned around and said loudly, "The so-called teaching is not strict. , Master's laziness. If my apprentice commits any outrageous acts in the future, Ling Jiuwei will bear the brunt of the punishment voluntarily."

These words have two major effects. First, changing Si Huang's name is tantamount to announcing to the world that Si Huang escaped from the Youzhu Si Clan, and vaguely reminded the monks of all the families that Si Huang is now a member of the Yunxu Ling Clan , with Ling Jiuwei covering him, anyone who wants to plot an unruly assassin will be against Yunxu Ling's family; secondly, Ling Jiuwei protects Si Huang with both grace and power, and at the same time, his every move in the future will be against Ling Jiuwei is closely related, and before doing anything, you must first consider the position of the master, so that he will not act rashly.

With Ling Jiuwei as a guarantee, no one dared to object.

Since then, the encirclement and suppression of the Youzhusi Clan has become a thorn in the heart of every monk present. There is no victory or defeat, no success or failure, the number of casualties on both sides is almost the same, and no one takes advantage of the other. They were discussing Si Zhilan's spectacular death and the majestic power of Xiaoqian World.

But no one cared about whether the Youzhusi family was wronged or not, they only thought that he deserved what he deserved.

Xu Si came and went again and again, the blind cat met a dead mouse, and was able to successfully settle down with Ling Jiuwei.