love yourself again

Although he was reluctant, he still had to listen to his elder brother's words, and he could still keep an eye on this kid, so he wouldn't want to play any tricks in front of him.

Yan Yingzhi tugged at his tattered clothes and said, "I have to tidy up my whole body first, I'm tired."

"Okay!" Ling Junwu agreed quickly, but Yan Yingzhi became alert.

The snowflakes on the ground were gathered together, Ling Junwu took a malicious look at the person standing next to him, waved his finger, and the snowflakes turned into snow water in an instant, and rushed towards Yan Yingzhi.

Satisfied with his results, Ling Junwu nodded and said, "That's right, it's very clean."

Yan Yingzhi was so angry that he couldn't speak, water was dripping all over his body, ice slag formed on his body when the cold wind blew, he turned his back to the two of them, split his palms back, a snow curtain rose behind him, and quickly He tore off his clothes, took out a new white shirt from the storage bag and put it on.

When the snow curtain fell, Yan Yingzhi had already tidied up, he was such a beautiful and handsome young man.

Seeing Yan Yingzhi in such a state, Ling Junwu's first move was to turn his head to see his brother's reaction, a horrified guess came up in his heart, he stepped forward and grabbed his brother's arm: "Brother, don't you have a crush on this kid? "

"What nonsense!" Ling Huisheng patted his younger brother's cheek lightly, amused, "Why are you so stupid? Alright, let's get out of here right away." After speaking, he pulled Ling Junwu's hand and put away the enchantment of the Bead of Misery. The power of the Mixin Bead is not small, and I am afraid that it will not be able to be used again in a short time.

Yan Yingzhi looked at the two of them thoughtfully, and finally walked to Ling Junwu as if he hadn't noticed anything: "What kid, you should be about the same age as me!"

The two followed Ling Huisheng. Ling Junwu looked at his elder brother's back and said, "Age is nothing. Your cultivation level is lower than mine. You should call me senior."

Yan Yingzhi bit her finger, and thought to herself: If it wasn't for the fact that I was seriously injured and my cultivation level plummeted, and now I am a demon cultivator at the alchemy stage, how could I allow you to show off your might in front of me?

After leaving the range of the Mixin Bead, what appeared in front of the three people was a scene of spring flowers blooming. Yan Yingzhi praised: "Senior really has supernatural powers. He can turn an area from spring to cold winter."

Ling Huisheng didn't explain it, in fact, he just borrowed the power of the magic weapon.

Ling Junwu suddenly thought of something, looked at Yan Yingzhi beside him and asked, "Are you really from the demon world? I heard that the real body of a demon cultivator in the demon world is actually a beast. What is your original form?"

Yan Ying was taken aback, then turned his head and said, "Why are you asking this?"

Ling Junwu curiously asked his elder brother: "Brother, do you know what this person's real identity is?"

"I know." Ling Huisheng looked around and said, "You two should practice here! Jun Wu, if you want to know what Yingzhi's true form is, you can figure it out yourself."

Ling Junwu squinted his eyes and touched his chin: Brother, does this mean that no matter what happens between you and this person, you won't interfere?

In the following days, Ling Junwu concentrated on cultivating to consolidate his realm, Yan Yingzhi entered a short period of retreat in order to heal his injuries and restore his cultivation base, and Ling Huisheng watched the two of them from the sidelines.

The time for the closure of the Ethereal World is approaching.

"Found it!" Several cultivators broke into here suddenly, one of them held a portrait and compared it to Ling Junwu, "That's right, it's him!"

"If you want to survive, hand over the treasure!"

Ling Junwu looked at the visitor with contempt: "Get lost!"

Yan Yingzhi patted off the petals that fell on her shoulders, and walked to Ling Junwu: "Who are they?"

"Probably came to find the dead."

The visitor threw the portrait in his hand to the ground, issued a signal, laughed and said, "Ling Junwu, you'd better hand over the treasure quickly, otherwise..."

Yan Yingzhi looked at the flower-shaped signal pattern that rose into the sky for a long time, and reminded with a frown: "There are a large number of cultivators rushing here. What are the treasures they are talking about?"

"How would I know? It's probably because I want to rob. Killing people to seize treasures is quite common in the world of comprehension."

"There must be a reason, otherwise how could these people only find you?"

Holding the Blood Demon Spear in one hand, Ling Junwu snorted coldly: "Perhaps these people are impatient."

Yan Yingzhi crossed his arms and looked at Ling Junwu, who had pierced through the enemy's magic weapon, and shouted: "The strength is too weak, is it because the food that brother gave is not enough?"

this person!Ling Junwu stared at him coldly, half of what his brother gave him was given to this person, and now he still wants to stand on the sidelines?

"The treasure has been snatched by that guy over there. If you want it, go to him." Ling Junwu waved the Blood Demon Spear, pointing the spear at Yan Yingzhi.

Several people looked in the direction and attacked Yan Yingzhi at the same time.

"Ling Junwu!" Yan Yingzhi moved strangely fast, quickly dodged the attacks of several people and jumped out of the encirclement. A long chain appeared in his hand with a slender double-edged sword at the top. Then settle accounts with you."

"That depends on whether you have the ability." Ling Junwu answered from the other side.

At this time, Ling Huisheng sitting on the flower tree was not noticed by anyone, except of course the two who were bickering.

"These two people know each other. The treasure must be on one of them. No matter whether they are dead or alive, we should catch them first."

Ling Junwu and Yan Yingzhi repelled the enemy in front of them, jumped to the other side far away from Ling Huisheng, and faced the enemy back to back.

"Don't put a cold arrow in my back." Yan Yingzhi flicked his wrist, and the chain danced in the air as if alive, tightly preventing the enemy's attack.

Ling Junwu secretly planted a few seeds of Huangquanhua in the ground, and snorted softly: "Isn't it right for me to say this? Also, you junior with a low cultivation level, don't let the enemy come here, otherwise I will defend myself for defense." If you accidentally attack you behind you, your little life will suffer."

"Hmph! I really don't know how someone like senior can have such a low-level brother like you." Yan Yingzhi slapped an enemy's body with his left hand at the gap in the chain. The protective cover was destroyed in sevens and eights.

Ling Junwu stabbed fiercely, and then suddenly thrust the blood demon gun into the ground, forming a protective barrier around the two of them, then took out a longbow, pulled the bowstring, and a few beams of spiritual power glowed with aura An arrow appeared on it out of thin air: "Oh? Why, are you envious? Or are you jealous of me?"

Before the words fell, the spirit arrow turned into several rays of light and shot at the enemy.

"Envy? Heh..." Yan Yingzhi's sarcasm suddenly changed, and he said with some emotion and complacency, "I am indeed envious, but now that senior treats me like my own brother, I have no regrets."

Ling Junwu really wanted to shoot his arrow into the person behind him: "If you say one more word, I will beat you back to your original shape, and then peel your skin to make clothes."

clothing?Yan Yingzhi suddenly fell silent, silently thinking about one thing.

Ling Junwu was surprised, why didn't this person fight back?Judging from the previous situation, this Yan Yingzhi is someone who doesn't want to suffer at all. Could it be that there is some kind of conspiracy?

More and more cultivators gathered here, this situation is definitely not normal, what exactly do they mean by treasures?

"Be careful!" Ling Junwu turned around and shot an arrow at the person who attacked Yan Yingzhi.

"You have to be careful!" The thin sword on Yan Yingzhi's chain slashed across the back of a person who attacked Ling Junwu without a sound, and the horrified person hurriedly stopped and dodged.

Ling Junwu felt that the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted: "It's not an option to go on like this, we will soon be exhausted and caught by these people."

"Of course I know, but right now there is no other way but to find a chance to escape." Panting, Yan Yingzhi licked his lips and said, "But it seems that the other party will not give us a chance to escape."

Ling Junwu gave birth to the yellow spring flower buried in the ground, and the vines broke through the ground, entangled several enemies unexpectedly, and instantly disrupted the rhythm of the enemy's attack in this direction: "Let's go!"

No need to remind, Yan Yingzhi had already fled towards the exposed opening at the same time Ling Junwu made his voice.

Just when the two were about to embark on the path of life, two more appeared. These two attacked Ling Junwu and Yan Yingzhi sharply and blocked the escape of Ling Junwu and Yan Yingzhi, and gave them a severe blow.

"Is it you?"

"Who?" Yan Yingzhi stroked a strand of hair that had been cut off, and looked at Ling Junwu, "Another person you know? An enemy?"

Ling Junwu sneered: "This time you really guessed right, you are indeed an enemy, but to be precise, I am their enemy."

"Tsk tsk, it seems that you have offended quite a few people."

It was the man in black robe and Fang Yinxue who came.

Yan Yingzhi grabbed her broken hair in her hand, touched it distressedly, and then threw it into the air, letting it fall with the wind: "Let me guess, the situation we are encountering right now is not because they are out of revenge. Did you make it out? I, Yan Yingzhi, are really unlucky to know you, but even if I really want to die, I don't want to die with you."

"If you want to die, you die alone." Ling Junwu said bluntly.

Fang Yinxue no longer concealed the hatred suppressed in her heart: "Ling Junwu, today, I will kill you to avenge my husband!"

"It's over, it's over! You actually killed someone else's husband. It seems that we are doomed now, why not..." Yan Yingzhi approached Ling Junwu, "Why don't you become her husband! This woman's appearance can be regarded as good She's pretty pretty."

Only someone with Yan Yingzhi's appearance would say that a beauty like Fang Yinxue is just a little bit pretty. Ling Junwu looked vigilantly at the enemies who were eyeing him all around: "If you take a fancy to it, go by yourself."

"I'm really sorry for this infatuated woman. There are not many good women like this in the world today."

"Don't you really like her?"

Fang Yinxue looked at the two of them coldly: "How dare you talk nonsense when you are about to die!"

Yan Yingzhi sighed, and said with some helplessness: "Ling Junwu, don't you want to know what my original shape is? I'll show you now."

"What?" Before Ling Junwu could react, the aura of the person beside him suddenly changed. After a burst of violent power raged, a huge white demon fox appeared in everyone's eyes. It opened its mouth and roared at the enemy. The fangs are threatening.

"Transfiguration spirit beast?" The black-robed man was shocked, "Impossible, judging from the opponent's cultivation base, it is absolutely impossible to be a transformation spirit beast. Judging from the battle just now, this spirit beast definitely does not have the Nascent Soul stage. Besides, the cultivation world does not have demon power, could it be a demon cultivator from the demon world?"

"The demon cultivator from the demon world?" Fang Yinxue stared closely at Ling Junwu, and suddenly said loudly, "These two people are not from the cultivation world, but demon cultivators from the demon realm. Treasures from the imaginary world must never fall into the hands of demon cultivators."