After raising a crooked junior brother, his design collapsed [Rebirth]

"Save my life?" Feng Wuzhou slowly repeated these four words, smiled lowly, his brows and eyes stretched out, the corners of his lips curled slightly, but his eyes were cold, "Let me listen, you How are you going to save my life?"

Ji Xingmian instinctively sensed that his state was not right, and stretched out his hand to pull him, but unexpectedly, Feng Wuzhou seemed to have eyes behind his back, and before he could move, he grabbed his wrist with his backhand.

The large sleeves covered the movements of the two of them, Feng Wuzhou rubbed his hands inch by inch through the cover of the sleeves, and forcibly separated his five fingers and clasped them in.

While Feng Wuzhou was doing this, he still looked at the girl opposite with a smile on his face, and said in a casual tone, "Say it, if you don't tell me, how can I cooperate with you?"

"Look, there are just three of us." The girl on the opposite side didn't notice it, or she noticed it, but she didn't take him seriously, "How about it, if you don't want to, wait until I get tired of it." ,I can too……"

She couldn't finish the second half of her sentence, and everyone felt that their eyes went dark for a moment, and when they lit up again, their eardrums were pierced by a half-scream.

Everyone followed the sound and gasped in unison, their eyes widening in horror.

I saw that the girl who was still arrogant before had already half-kneeled on the ground at some point, covering her neck with her hands, and the sound of "ho ho" was constantly leaking from her lips.

And under her interlaced five fingers, she can still see her severed throat.

Ghost cultivators were originally people who died once. Although these girls were not born ghost cultivators, they actually practiced ghost cultivating skills.It stands to reason that they are no longer burdened by their body organs, but the scene in front of them completely overturned their cognition.

A thin layer of black mist covered the severed wound, which was extremely eye-catching under the girl's pale fingers. The black mist continued to spread outward, silently eroding her body.

The girl even used several spells, but failed to eliminate the black mist, and even tore the wound even wider.Ghost cultivators don't have fresh blood, and the accumulated cultivation instead of blood leaks out from her wounds.

She didn't die, but suffered a more painful torture than death.

The great pain caused her to fall to the ground, her body curled up into a ball and rolled on the ground. She stretched out her hand to the people around her, as if she wanted to ask for help, but she couldn't make a complete sound.

The crowd backed away avoiding it, and no one dared to get close to her. Her tragic situation made the rest of the people chill down their backs, and they looked at Feng Wuzhou with even more fear.

Even the woman who brought them here frowned, but she didn't say anything about Feng Wuzhou's behavior, she just said indifferently: "The rules are like this, life and death are fate, you still have seven days."

After the woman said this, she turned and left, and the rest of the people looked at each other for a moment, seeing that Ji Xingmian and the other three were not moving, they also retreated one after another.

In the huge courtyard, only the three of them and the girl on the ground were left.In less than a stick of incense, most of her neck had been corroded by the black mist, exposing the white bones underneath, and her shape was quite terrifying.

If ordinary people were in such a situation, they would have bled to death, but this person practiced the ghost way, and he could only watch his body disappear continuously, but he couldn't do anything.

She had already lost strength in the previous struggle, but she still stared at Feng Wuzhou's direction with a vicious look on her face, her five fingers clawed deeply into the stone slab, leaving conspicuous bloodstains.

Feng Wuzhou took two steps in her direction, barely stopped at the edge where her fingers could reach, and glanced at her with lowered eyes, "That's it? Save my life? You deserve it too."

There were no other people around, and he no longer suppressed his tone.The girl's eyes widened in astonishment, she looked towards the direction where the leading woman had left, her chest rose and fell rapidly.

"Why, do you want to expose me?" Feng Wuzhou tilted his head, his tone was soft, but the content was full of malice, "Yes, it will only erode your flesh and blood little by little, and the skeleton will still remain. Your will is enough, and when they come back in seven days, you can definitely expose me."

There is no woman who does not love her appearance. The girl's body trembled slightly, and for the first time, fear was revealed in her eyes.

Even Feng Lingxuan, who was standing aside with folded arms and watching coldly, frowned slightly after hearing these words, and turned his head away in physical discomfort.

The corners of Feng Wuzhou's lips curled up slightly, and he wanted to continue talking, but he suddenly heard a sound of breaking the air.Something fell between the girl's eyebrows, and the color in her eyes froze for a moment, then gradually dimmed until they were completely extinguished.

"Killing is nothing more than nodding." Ji Xingmian slowly put down his hands, "There's no need to do that."

Feng Wuzhou looked back at him, pursed his lips, and lowered his head silently.

The three of them found an empty yard and went in, Feng Lingxuan cleverly made an excuse to leave, leaving only Ji Xingmian in the yard.

I don't know if he forgot or what, Feng Wuzhou still clasped his fingers and did not let go, following him step by step.

When the two entered the room, Ji Xingmian looked calm, but his mood was not.Looking back at what happened in the courtyard just now, he thought at first that Feng Wuzhou's reaction was reasonable, but when he looked closely, he was full of doubts.

It has been less than two months since he brought the little black dragon out of the underground palace, and there is nothing special that he has encountered along the way.Ji Xingmian thinks that he has protected Feng Wuzhou well for more than a month, so how did he become like this.Even if he had an innate inheritance memory, he did not behave like today in his previous life.

The more Ji Xingmian thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what went wrong.There was also the black mist just now, although there was no aura on it, Ji Xingmian suddenly thought of the evil spirit hovering on Longyuan Sword.

"Wu Zhou." Ji Xingmian said hesitantly, "You..."

"Brother." Feng Wuzhou looked up at him, his eyes quickly turned red, "Did I make you angry?"

"I'm not angry." Ji Xingmian touched his eyelids with his free hand, "I just want to know, what do you think?"

"I don't know." Feng Wuzhou put his hand on the back of his hand, his eyelashes drooping, and his voice was low and muffled, "I'm just so angry, she said that to you, once I get angry, those things won't listen to me Take control."

Ji Xingmian grasped the point, "What?"

"It's that fog." Feng Wuzhou let go of his hand, spread out his palm, and slowly condensed a wisp of black mist.

The closer you get, the more obvious the breath will be.Ji Xingmian wanted to confirm, so he tentatively reached out to touch it, but Feng Wuzhou shrank back abruptly, with a rather nervous expression, "It will hurt you."

"No." Ji Xingmian coaxed him for a while before Feng Wuzhou hesitated to release the black mist again.

Ji Xingmian touched it for a while, and finally confirmed that it was indeed related to the evil spirit on Longyuan Sword, but there was something different, it seemed that there was something more.

But when did this happen, why did he never find out, Ji Xingmian signaled Feng Wuzhou to put away the black mist, and asked, "When did this happen?"

"No, just a while ago." Feng Wuzhou shook his head, paused before saying, "It only came out after coming out of that secret realm."

It happened so early, but he never found out, the more Ji Xingmian thought about it, the more he blamed himself, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I don't think it's good, and I'm afraid you will reject me if you find out." Feng Wuzhou's eyes became more and more red, and his eyes seemed to be filled with mist, making him look more and more pitiful, "Brother, will you reject me?" I?"

"No!" Ji Xingmian said firmly, slowed down his tone, and wiped his face gently, "Why do you think so?"

"I had a dream." Feng Wuzhou leaned over and hugged him, resting his chin on his shoulder, "The dream was very dark and hot, like it was on fire, I couldn't see anything... "

Long before, Feng Wuzhou had thought about how to raise the matter with Ji Xingmian.He directly pointed out that he had thought about it too, but Ji Xingmian's reaction when he fell asleep several times before proved that Ji Xingmian's heart knot was much more serious than he imagined.

If he directly let his brother know that he also remembered the events of his previous life, Feng Wuzhou is afraid that the heart demon that he sealed with great difficulty will appear again.But if he doesn't say anything, Ji Xingmian will always treat him as a child who doesn't understand anything.

During this period of time, Feng Wuzhou has been subtly changing Ji Xingmian's impression of himself, and looking for suitable opportunities by the way.until the previous thing.Although he was angry, he did not completely lose his mind. One of the reasons why he used such extreme methods was to pave the way for the present.

The dream that Feng Wuzhou is talking about now is something that happened in the previous life.

When he clashed with the group of princely disciples, he exposed the demonic breath of his inheritance and self-appointment. The national teacher announced that he had rectified the law on the spot, but in fact locked him in the dungeon.

The Dragon Yuan Sword was destroyed in the Tianlan Realm, and the national teacher took his blood to re-train it, one for repairing it, and the other for suppressing the evil spirit on the sword so that Ji Xingmian could control it.

Originally, the national teacher wanted to refine him into a sword spirit, but something went wrong, and he didn't become a sword spirit, nor did he become a ghost.

The original half-demon half-human body has been stripped of the human part, leaving only the demon part.He lost his seven emotions, but his six desires were infinitely magnified, the most conspicuous of which was the part towards Ji Xingmian.

The national teacher should have killed him to avoid future troubles, but later changed his mind and sent him to Xiyue to stir up trouble when he was just stripped of his weakness.And forcibly set a one-way contract so that he can never go back to the north, let alone mention the past about this matter to Ji Xingmian.

Originally, the national teacher's plan was perfect, but there is no impenetrable wall in the world, and Ji Xingmian finally knew a part of the truth back then.

Breaking away from the memories, Feng Wuzhou raised his head slightly, and his eyes fell on Ji Xingmian's earlobe hidden in his hair.He licked his lips, barely restraining the urge to bite on it, and let his brother know that he would dream about something from his previous life, which could explain the change in his personality and show his strength.

There will be more and more things in the future, and it is impossible for him to keep his senior brother distracted to protect him.The corners of Feng Wuzhou's lips curled slightly, but his tone was still aggrieved, "But I can feel you, I feel you are outside. I keep calling you, but you can't hear me."

"Brother, will you not want me?" After Feng Wuzhou finished speaking, he leaned his head against his ear, and finally asked again.

"I...I won't, I won't want you." Ji Xingmian's fingers holding his shoulder tightened suddenly, and his voice was hoarse and low, "I will always be with you, no matter where you are, I will be with you. "