Master who crossed over and became the protagonist

As Su Lun left with his sword, he opened his mouth and said, "I've heard about Heiman, the holy envoy of the dark world, but there is an urgent matter today, and I have offended you a lot. Please forgive me, and I will not accompany you." Heiman, the holy envoy of the dark world, spoke again Now, the tone is still slow, with a hoarse and charming Sijiu's intoxication: "It's really disobedient, I spent so long waiting for you here. And let the door play such a scene, just In order to attract you from afar to come and watch, tear down the stage after the show and prepare to leave, this is too bad, you should be punished a little."

After the envoy of Yuming finished speaking, a small black mandala flower stuck behind Fenghua.But at this time, due to the relationship of cultivation, Hanlu broke the road at the end, and Su Lun followed closely; Su Han was on the left of Su Lun, close to his master; Fenghua was on the right, but slightly farther away than Su Han a little.

Clearly, Heyman's targets were handpicked.He knew that Hanlu was Su Lun's contract beast, and he was a crimson nine-tailed fox with fair aptitude; the apprentice on the left was at the Jindan stage, and he was closer to Su Lun, so he should have a good relationship; Farther away, Su Lun should be the least distressed among them, so he should be chosen as the first target of punishment.

Who told him to send the other two even more useless apprentices away.

So Su Lun watched a black mandala fly towards the body of the big apprentice on the right, trying to stop it.But one of the first black mandala, the Flower of Desire Mandala, which came from a demon cultivator in the transformation stage, the flower of death, how could a Taoist cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage be able to stop it.

Just like that, Su Lun watched the unstoppable black mandala approaching Fenghua little by little in slow motion, pasted it, and then the black also spread to the big apprentice Fenghua's snow-white clothes in slow motion.It was a very slow thing in memory, but Su Lun knew that it was just a moment.

When Su Lun grabbed Fenghua with both hands and wanted to sit on something to stop the flower of death from spreading, Fenghua's body was already filled with the black mandala, leaving only the last pair of eyes, which were usually full of warmth and banter, but now Eyes full of confusion and fear of death.

Su Lun forcibly injected spiritual energy and liquid, wanting to do something.Su Han and Hanlu who reacted next to him also joined hands to inject as much spiritual energy as possible, trying to make Su Lun's expression less desperate and dull.

But their stop had no effect, Fenghua's eyes trembled, as if he had exhausted his last strength and said softly: "Master, take good care of Second Junior Brother for me. When he first came up the mountain, I promised him, I will do it." It can’t be done, it can’t be done.”

Fenghua originally wanted to say something, and wanted to grin open the mouth that had become a hotbed of black mandala, and finally smiled, a gentle smile like jade, but the eyes also disappeared after that, and the words disappeared, turning into two A small black mandala, still faintly shining with crystal light.

Su Lun held the arms that had completely turned into a black mandala, trying to grab something.But the big apprentice in front of him, who was warm and jade-like, had already turned into a sculpture made of black mandala flowers at this moment.

Su Lun didn't believe it, and tried to drive Nascent Soul to spit out the last spirit liquid, but it was too late.He was just about to do this, and the black mandala in his hand had already spread apart like a life that had lost its last support.

Then, Fenghua's body was like an object that exploded suddenly, with Su Lun as the center, large and small flowers filled with crystal blood drops.

Those red drops of blood lay on the black petals, passed through by the white sky light, and then fell drop by drop on Su Lun's body, printed on the snow-white clothes, like a blood plum just blooming in the snow, It made Su Lun's bloodless face extremely seductive and beautiful.A kind of beauty after the killing intent is in full bloom.

Su Lun's eyes stopped moving, and his brain was completely white, only the black mandalas with large or small red crystal flowers slowly falling around him, and drops of blood dripping on his body.

As soon as those bloody black mandalas touched the ground, they withered quickly, turning into the soil or air or nothingness where they landed, and nothing unusual was visible.

Seeing this scene, Su Han and Han Lu felt sad, but not very strong.Especially Hanlu, he had at most a little affection for his apprentices, so at this time Fenghua died like this, he felt a pity, at most he was a little angry and sad.Su Han is slightly stronger than Hanlu, because he still has feelings.It's just that in his world, as long as he has his own master, it is enough, and the others are just incidentals, catering to his master's liking.

But at this moment, they saw Su Lun's reaction, which was a kind of unbelievable surprise and despair, a kind of blankness and sluggishness that didn't know what was going to happen next.

Hanlu knew that Su Lun valued his apprentice, but he didn't expect it to be so important.

Su Han is even more so, he never thought that Master would be so excited about the death of his elder brother.Because the master in the previous life knew that the two senior brothers died, although he was sad, he did not lose his composure.He couldn't figure out why, but in the end it came down to the fact that Master's temperament was not as cold as in the previous life, and it was normal for the two senior brothers to stay by his side in this life, and the relationship was deeper than in the previous life.

But his master's reaction was really too strong, it seemed that the whole person lost the original vitality.

So Su Han tentatively called out: "Master, Master."

Hanlu also tentatively said: "Allen, Alan."

Su Lun didn't speak, just watched the last black mandala fall, and wanted to catch it, as if he was a little afraid that it would disappear in his hands, stopped in mid-air, looked at the last little black mandala. Dhara fell on a piece of thorny grass and turned into nothingness.

The culprit, Heiman, stood below and watched Su Lun in the black mandala and blood rain all over the sky, and his already peerless face became even more beautiful.Not only did she pick her mouth, she said: "As expected of the number one beauty in the middle and lower worlds, today's harvest is good, it can be said to be very good."

Su Lun probably really regarded Fenghua as a big apprentice, a living and sensible big apprentice who took good care of them every day.But now this big apprentice, looking at him, the flowers turned into nothingness one by one, together with the soul.It really disappeared from this world.

The familiar feeling after waking up when he was young flooded into Su Lun's mind again, and it was more intense and deeply rooted, and it would no longer turn into nothingness with a flash of inspiration.He doesn't have any thoughts in his mind now, just doing things according to a familiar habit or disposition.It seemed that the previous Su Lun had returned, but it wasn't.Or it can be said that Su Lun finally found something that was lost.

He sacrificed the ice-breaking sword, neither looked at the two people around him, nor answered their words, just used the "Introducing Cold Jue" one stroke after another toward Heiman, the Holy Envoy of Yuming, and used it every time. Do your best.Without any reservations, it is a desperate posture with the other party.

Seeing this, Su Han and Hanlu didn't have time to say anything, the difference was huge, they still held their swords to meet them.One of them is Su Lun's apprentice, and the other is his contract beast; at the same time, they all have liked Su Lun since his last life or the last life.Whatever he does, they will naturally accompany him to the end.

Heiman, a peak demon cultivator in the early stage of transformation, faced a peak demon cultivator in the early stage of body forging, a Taoist cultivator in the late Yuanying stage, and a Taoist cultivator in the early stage of Jindan.It's like a national martial arts champion, wearing a big black cape, teasing three children of different sizes with candies.Take it easy with some fun.

Therefore, Heiman didn't have to sacrifice his natal magic weapon at all, but was distracted and threw a gray mandala to turn the corpses of the demon cultivators on the ground into fertile land.Seeing that the three of them had been exhausted for less than a quarter of an hour, and he had no interest in it, he randomly threw out three seven-color mandalas and stuck them on each of them.

The three of Su Lun, who hadn't even touched Heiman's clothes during the fierce battle, didn't realize the approach of the seven-color mandala. After they realized it, the seven-color mandala had already integrated into their bodies.Then they also fell into a deep sleep in an instant.

The moment the three of them fell to the ground, Heiman accurately hugged Su Lun who was wearing a white blood coat.After the blood droplets melted, the snow-white clothes turned into a pure bright red color. Against Su Lun's fair and sickly white face, it became a kind of beauty like a poppy flower, an extreme, infinite, and indescribable beauty.At this time, Heiman was thinking: "If there is someone more beautiful than this person in the world, then what kind of appearance that person will be, his eyes that have read thousands of beauties can't imagine it."

Heiman looked at the face of Su Lun who was asleep but still frowning, stuck out his tongue and licked Su Lun's cheek and said, "I still open my eyes, alive, some are angry and stern, some are calm and cunning, and the sky is full of blood. Dressed in white, the gradient red is more beautiful."

After speaking, he seemed to feel that it was not enough, he lowered his head and licked Su Lun again, from eyebrows to ears, inch by inch, not even a pore was spared.After licking, he bit the opponent's chin and ear hard, and swallowed his saliva, as if he was holding the most delicious delicacy in the world, reluctant to eat it, but unable to resist the temptation, he took two bites secretly.

[Author: If Su Han, the protagonist, is awake now, it may not be a matter of crushing Heiman. He can't find any more cruel punishment than the so-called top ten tortures in the world to punish Heiman. To relieve his hatred.Su Hanjun: I just can’t figure it out. In the previous life, the Master offended all the red peach blossoms like Zangyue, the master of Xidan Peak, or the disciples of Danxiu.Is the author's head broken? 】Heiman relieved his greed a little and then said to the high-ranking magic cultivator standing behind him like a tree stump: "Bring me these two people on the ground and treat them well. .”

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