I am the only one in the world who is not afraid of villains [Transmigration Book]

Mu Linjiang turned around, the umbrella was thrown into the sky by him, the three formations were unscrewed one by one, hidden in the thick clouds, the thunder light began to gather in the formation, Ye Yunzhou recognized this formation, 300 years ago, Mu Linjiang was Using this trick to severely injure the Nightmare Demon Lord, even if it is simplified a lot now, it is by no means that Mu Linjiang's current body can bear it.

He thought of Mu Linjiang's memory inappropriately, and made Mu Linjiang have dark pupil emotions... What was it like?Unwilling to lose, it is obviously a warm wind, but it seems to cool the internal organs through the chest, making him immersed in the cold coffin, breathless and unable to see the light.

Will he be afraid too?Ye Yunzhou doesn't know, but he can't just leave like this, just like the desperate situation 300 years ago, he can find a way to survive.

Ye Yunzhou's sword shadow flipped in his hand, and he slashed towards the teleportation formation. The formation split apart and turned into a cloud of light.

The Nightmare Demon Lord knelt on the ground quietly, the shell clicked, and a gap was peeled off, and black smoke came out from the gap, getting thicker and thicker.

"What other skills are there? Just use it." The voice of the Nightmare Lord came out of the fog indistinctly, sneering coldly, "It's just suicide in front of me."

The corners of Mu Linjiang's lips overflowed with blood, he closed his eyes, the burning pain in his chest made him almost lose consciousness, the phantoms in front of his eyes overlapped, and finally made a trick, smashing the gathered thunderstorms at the Nightmare Demon Lord, with this At the same time, the sword aura all over the sky followed closely behind, and the humming that tore through the air echoed in the vast mountains.

"Ye Yunzhou? Why don't you leave!" Mu Linjiang couldn't hold on to his tall figure any longer, he swayed, his face pale.

"You don't want to come and go at my call." Ye Yunzhou snorted softly. He stared at the Nightmare Demon Lord who was fighting against the continuous thunder, and used the last spiritual power Chang Xi left for him, "Only me You can decide whether to go or stay, so stop talking nonsense."

The Nightmare Demon Lord slowly floated into the air, and the black mist between the raised hands surged, and even forced the Thunder back into the air.

"Hahaha...Mu Linjiang, I have regained my fighting spirit." Nightmare Lord's eyes were red like a sea of ​​blood, "Repent for your incompetence, I will let every inch of Qinglei Mountain be covered with you bones!"

Mu Linjiang fell to the ground, showing despair for the first time: "Ye Yunzhou, I want to die with you, but I don't want to die with you...Why don't you go!"

He raised his trembling hand and pressed it on his heart, a faint light appeared in his palm, but then Ye Yunzhou pinched his wrist.

"You dare to perish with the Nightmare Lord, I guarantee that I will be more difficult to deal with than him." Ye Yunzhou raised his head and stared at Bing'e, "It's too late."

"What are you going to do?" Mu Linjiang managed to recover.

"Yin Si! Lend me Bing'e!" Ye Yunzhou shouted with all his strength. The next moment, the huge sword body shrank instantly and fell into Ye Yunzhou's hands. Facing the ground, the tip of the sword touched the blood mark left earlier, and suddenly red light filled the air. Silk threads made of blood floated up from the ground, wrapped around the ice tower, and the other end abruptly extended into the black mist scattered around the Nightmare Demon Lord. .

The Nightmare Demon Lord was pulled back to the ground by a sudden force, Mu Linjiang took advantage of the situation to risk his life and then raised his spiritual power, the thunder crashed, he screamed, and then turned to attack Ye Yunzhou.

The snake formed by the mist rushed towards Ye Yunzhou. Ye Yunzhou's face was bloodless, but he was determined and shouted: "Chang Xi! Come back!"

The blood thread binds the Nightmare Demon Lord, and after the red light is bright white, the Nightmare Demon Lord struggles in horror, but the white light becomes more and more intense, Chang Xi's sword comes out through the body, and the blood left on the blade is washing away the pitch black do.

Ye Yunzhou's eyes went blank, and the noise in his ears disappeared. If he felt something, he turned his head and saw Chang Xi Sword Spirit staring at him quietly.

"Although Mu Linjiang is seriously injured, the Nightmare Demon Lord is not invincible." Ye Yunzhou said first, "I won, without Chang Xi, if he insisted on eating the palace lord's thunder array and receiving the power of the Tianzhu, it would be considered a big victory." Luo Shenxian will also lose her soul."

"You wake me up with blood, and the consumption is even greater." Chang Xi sighed, "If this continues, you will no longer be able to use Chang Xi."

"Then you will be free." Ye Yunzhou teased, "I can practice seriously without a sword, and that's not a problem."

"Forcibly overdrawing, you will leave a serious illness, and at most you will stagnate when you reach the Nascent Soul." Chang Xi warned.

"So what, there is no wound in the world that cannot be cured, the only difference is the method." Ye Yunzhou didn't take it seriously, "Help me again, I still have unfulfilled promises, and the sword spike he wanted to give me hasn't been done yet. ...can you understand me now?"

Chang Xi was speechless and silent for a moment, helplessly: "At least I understand better than you 300 years ago, go back."

Ye Yunzhou laughed, and the sound of wind and thunder came back to his ears. He was only stunned for a moment in reality, and a soft barrier was in front of him and Mu Linjiang.

There was only a little black on Chang Xi's sword, and the Nightmare Lord was bound by a rope made of sword lights, and all the thunderstorms struck him. The fear of death is back.

"...Is that your real purpose?" Mu Linjiang's voice was weak, and he felt powerless even more because of Ye Yunzhou's boldness.

"Of course it would be great if the sneak attack can be successful." Ye Yunzhou barely stood still holding Bing'e, and continued to maintain the blood line. "If it doesn't work, then the only way is to wake up Chang Xi. How long can you live? Let me have a mental preparation."

"You're so impolite." Mu Linjiang smiled bitterly, "I will always live in your heart."

"You can still joke around, it looks like you don't have to worry." Ye Yunzhou glanced at him, then shook his head with a smile, "It's really embarrassing."

Mu Linjiang coughed lowly, and the nightmare demon lord kept struggling and shouting: "You don't want to succeed! I die, and you can't live! There's nothing wrong with pursuing power. The strong should dominate those mediocre people who are doing nothing. I give..."

The voice came to an abrupt end in the three beams of light that were aimed at Mu Linjiang, but the light above his head still carried an oppression that made him unable to breathe. The extremely compressed spiritual power was enough to tear apart the space, and the strong light made him squint. With eyes widened, the outline of Qinglei Mountain became blurred.

Ye Yunzhou let go of Bing'e, and finally let go of his cold, almost unconscious hand. He was so exhausted that he wanted to lie down on the spot and pass out. He was relieved and smiled at Mu Linjiang: "It finally succeeded."

Mu Linjiang endured the pain and stood up, walked towards Ye Yunzhou, nodded as if he was alive after a catastrophe, and was about to reach out to grab Ye Yunzhou for strength, when he suddenly saw an extraordinary edge at the point where the power of the pillars of heaven converged.

A kind of unprovoked panic and craziness grew. Mu Linjiang's intuition was wrong, and he had no time to think about it. He staggered and grabbed Ye Yunzhou's sleeve, and at the same time pushed him away, but he was injured too badly, and this push Ye Yunzhou only took half a step back. , Immediately afterwards, his chest felt cold, he felt the impact from behind was as heavy as a thousand weights, and before he could raise his spiritual power, the surrounding scenery was turned upside down.

Ye Yunzhou flashed in front of his eyes, before he could react, he heard a low and muffled groan in his ear, Mu Linjiang bumped into his arms, fell out together with him, and fell into the ruins after the great war.

"...Chang Xi?" Ye Yunzhou was lying on his back on the ground, the back of his head was throbbing with pain, Mu Linjiang was pressing on him, with a familiar sword hilt showing from behind, it was Chang Xi surrounded by black air.

The three celestial pillars were removed one by one, the barrier dissipated, the clouds opened and the sun shone brightly, and the golden light penetrated through the clouds. The dazzling sunlight fell on Qinglei Mountain for the first time. In this quiet and vast land after the smoke and gunpowder, the blood color continued to smudge.

Ye Yunzhou narrowed his eyes and wanted to raise his hand to block the light, but the pain came to his mind at this moment. He raised his arm with difficulty to push Mu Linjiang, and felt the warmth of his hand, which made himself dizzy with pain.

He and Mu Linjiang were thrown through the chest by Chang Xi when the Nightmare Lord was dying, and the heat of the sun could not warm the chill that gradually spread.

"Sorry, I...can't save you." Mu Linjiang moved his hands, supported the ground beside Ye Yunzhou's face and raised his head as much as possible, his bright purple eyes dimmed, only the bottom of his eyes shone with crystal shattered light.

Ye Yunzhou reluctantly moved the corners of his mouth. Mu Linjiang's domineering posture was unavoidably leaking at this moment. He wanted to laugh and tease Mu Linjiang, but he felt the wind entering his lungs, and his breathing was like a sharp knife, so he rubbed it with his fingers. From the corner of Mu Linjiang's eyes, he sneered softly: "Don't you want to die with me? This is your wish, why cry?"

Mu Linjiang still couldn't hold it back, a teardrop flowed down Ye Yunzhou's finger, now they only had blood and tears that were hot.

"Do you know? Maybe I should say sorry." Ye Yunzhou could hardly see Mu Linjiang's face clearly, he frowned, and wanted to say a few more words, "The prophecy given to me by the prophecy is a sword piercing Heart, exhausted to death... But the one I got hit by the sword is probably my lungs, you shouldn't have pushed me that time, I was the one who dragged you down..."

He tilted his head and coughed slightly, blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth and wet Mu Linjiang's hands.

"You don't believe in prophecy, and I don't believe it either." Mu Linjiang lowered his head and hugged him tightly, his voice gradually weakened in the choked sobs, "If fate wants to take you away, then I will definitely follow."

"It's so sour." Ye Yunzhou sighed inaudibly, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, the last bit of black air in Chang Xi's sword finally dissipated, and the blade that linked them together slowly disappeared. Chang Xi stood aside, but Ye Yunzhou had already I can't see his expression clearly.

Mu Linjiang's head hangs on the side of Ye Yunzhou's neck, and he promises in an almost silent voice next to his ear: "The ends of the earth...let's meet again."

"Ah." Ye Yunzhou moved his fingers to the back of Mu Linjiang's neck, and gave him a hug.

"Mu Linjiang, last time I went back to Qinglei Mountain, you fell here, and this time I brought an extra one."

Ye Yunzhou heard someone talking, he turned his head with effort, and saw Ying Xuanyang squatting beside him, his face was not very clear in the backlight.

"you……"

"Yin Si told me that the predictions of the Prophecy Records have been made, and the Prophecy Records have never been wrong. Your arrogance makes you deserve this loss." Ying Xuanyang tapped Ye Yunzhou's forehead with his fingertips, "But it's not dead yet. when."

Ye Yunzhou regained a little bit of clarity in the spent spiritual power, he looked at Ying Xuanyang inexplicably, unable to guess what Ying Xuanyang was going to do.

"On the day I drank with Mu Linjiang, maybe I didn't expect that I felt forgiveness in that glass of wine." Ying Xuanyang took out the eternal day lamp, threw it on Ye Yunzhou's head, and put the evening stone and eternal fire on it as well. Beside the two, they were arranging and talking to themselves, "Is it because my heart is not as hard as a stone, or is there something I don't want to lose besides Chan Yi? It will take time to figure it out, but the only thing I can be sure of now is, I can understand Chanyi, at the end of her life, she may have regrets, but she has no regrets."

"What is your purpose?" Ye Yunzhou said in a hoarse voice.

"Trust people a little more." Ying Xuanyang snorted, "Learn something from Palace Master Mu, and stop engaging in those outrageous plots and schemes to lower the average morality of the Palace of Silent Night."

Ye Yunzhou couldn't understand what was the point of Ying Xuanyang mocking him before he died, but soon he was surrounded by a burst of warmth, Mu Linjiang straightened up a little, and looked up blankly.

"Ying Xuanyang?" Mu Linjiang asked in a daze, "What formation is this?"

"You also asked me sometimes." Ying Xuanyang felt a little relieved, "Both you and Chanyi have the belief that you can give everything for it. After today, am I getting closer to Chanyi?"

"Wait!" Mu Linjiang turned over and sat up, and then found that the sword wound on his chest was healing, and the burning old wound quickly dissipated. His strength began to recover, and the light golden vortex separated him and Surrounded by Ye Yunzhou, the Eternal Day Lantern, the Evening Stone, and the Everlasting Fire, the key to the constant disputes between the three capitals also quietly melted into this gentle light.

Ye Yunzhou also got up, stretched out his hand to touch the barrier, it was soft but unable to break through.

Ying Xuanyang folded his hands, bowed deeply to Mu Linjiang, and smiled from the bottom of his heart: "Palace Master, Chanyi is still waiting for me, so I will take my leave first."

"Ying Xuanyang! Why do you..." Mu Linjiang clenched his fist and slammed into the barrier like flowing water. Before he could finish speaking, Ying Xuanyang's figure had faded away, turning into countless fireflies floating into the sky.

The distant chants swayed away gently, but there seemed to be no sound. Mu Linjiang closed his eyes and exhaled a sad breath. In an instant, the crumbling and chapped earth slowly closed, burying those silent lives, yellow and withered vegetation Germinated again, the air was moist and cool, and a drop of water fell on Mu Linjiang's face. He raised his head, and Qinglei Mountain, where there was no more violent thunder and lightning, was falling with the gentlest rain. Into the verdant shade.

The barrier dissipated, and Ye Yunzhou didn't make a sound for a long time. Ying Xuanyang's heart had died with Jun Chanyi in this barren and harsh tomb. Huahai Forest, in this dormant land loved by his disciples, went to an appointment that was overdue for many years.

"My injury is alright." Ye Yunzhou whispered, "I want to visit Jun Chanyi's grave."

Mu Linjiang turned around and hugged him, lowered his head and said sullenly, "Well, I'll go too."

"I'll let you drink the wine one last time." Ye Yunzhou said with a smile.

"Forget it, drinking tea is the same." Mu Linjiang felt lingering fear.

Seeing Chang Xi watching with complicated expressions, Ye Yunzhou patted Mu Linjiang on the back to let him go: "Say something to Senior Chang Xi?"

Mu Linjiang turned around, thought for a while, cupped his hands and said: "Your Excellency helped us fight against the Nightmare Lord, and I thank you on behalf of Mo Ying."

Ye Yunzhou was speechless: "Who told you to say this."

Chang Xi raised the corner of his mouth a little, and the smile disappeared in a flash: "When there is a banquet, please let me know."

Mu Linjiang didn't understand what he meant, and it took a while to understand. The sword spirit flew down the mountain, leaving the two standing on the top of the mountain. Ye Yunzhou retracted Chang Xi's sword and tugged at Mu Linjiang's sleeve: "Let's go, wipe it!" face, crying like that, I feel ashamed."

"When did I cry? I think you were delirious and daydreaming just now." Mu Linjiang refused to admit it, and beckoned to stretch out Chunjiang Tingyue.

Ye Yunzhou squinted at him, shook his head, from smug to desperate fight, from life and death together to resurrection, after removing the killing intent and exhaustion, the sun is still there, and the mountains and rivers are still the same.

"Go back to Lone Night Palace first?"

"Let's go."

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