Rebirth villain just want to go

When Qingluan Sword approached, Wen Hong still refused to give up resistance.

Although she knew that her resistance was almost futile.

However, looking at the big ship under her feet that began to tremble uncomfortably, Wen Hong went to Qingluan Sword without hesitation, blocking the huge black ship behind him.

Almost at the moment when the blade was close to Wen Hong's chest, she disappeared without warning. At the same time, a group of blood-red manjusawa petals exploded in the void. The city of water is shrouded in it.

In this endless rain of blood-colored flowers, a weird and strange fragrance slowly diffused between the sky and the earth. Everyone who smelled this smell couldn't help but stop their hands, as if caught in a trap. In the deep and sweet dream, a happy smile appeared on his face involuntarily.

In everyone's dream, they all saw the happiest memory in their life.

Si Huanian saw his mother who died of illness. In that narrow and warm little house, he was wearing cloth clothes but still couldn't hide his mother's peerless beauty. There are meat buns and sauces that have been prepared, and two or three plates of crisp and refreshing pickled melon side dishes.

Si Huanian's eyes were moist, he walked to his mother step by step, knelt down at her knees, sobbing softly and suppressedly.His mother's hand stroked his hair one by one, and the warm touch made him unable to extricate himself.

Yun Junmei also saw her mother who died of dystocia in her dream.

Her mother is as heroic and energetic as she imagined, but she is also very patient with her.

The mother would teach her how to practice swords hand in hand, would sew clothes for her patiently, and would tolerantly tell her that if she didn’t like female red needlework, she could not learn it. Her daughter was born to be loved, not forced to learn. Something she doesn't like.

After learning that the Chao family came to propose a marriage, the mother resolutely rejected the other party's marriage proposal after consulting her, even if it would offend the prosperous Chao family.

After all, the mother in the painting is no warmer than the mother who can talk and laugh in the dream, and Yun Junmei is also trapped in her own fantasy.

Although, in the illusion, she also vaguely realized that this might not be true, but she really hated that there were still people in this world who were kind to her without asking for anything in return.

Even if all this is just a mirror image, she still wants to be greedy for the warmth of this moment.

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Even Wu Zhuyu, who had been on guard for a long time, would inevitably fall into the magic trick that Wen Hong urged with all his strength - the Lost Formation.

He saw Wu Zhao waiting for him in the water prison in the city, just like every time they played hide-and-seek when they were young.

But this time, he found his brother who was hiding, and his brother took his hand and told him that he would never let him go or lose him again.

There are tens of thousands of people in the city, and now they are all trapped in an irresistible dream of happiness.

Only Ling Jiangyu was voluntarily excluded from this piece of false happiness.

Of course, it was impossible for him to avoid the Formation of Lost that the Jindan stage demon cultivator was urging with all his strength, but when he saw his family members walking towards him with a smile in the illusion, his heart contracted suddenly.

This is impossible.

He saw with his own eyes that hundreds of members of his clan were beheaded and killed by unidentified people, and their skins and bones were peeled off.Those people treated his family's corpses as indifferently as animals waiting to be slaughtered.

Even in a dream, he didn't want to indulge in this false atmosphere.

He watched coldly as his father and mother came to him with concern, and looked at him worriedly: "Son, what's wrong with you?"

"Mom's little feather, are you uncomfortable?" His mother's gentle words were exactly the same as he remembered.

However, it was the "mother" in front of him that was exactly the same as in his memory, which angered the hostility in Ling Jiangyu's heart, making his eyes red instantly.

No one will call him Little Feather like his mother anymore, and everyone else who pretends to be a mother should be damned!

Ling Jiangyu walked forward a few steps expressionlessly, passing through the illusory figures of his 'parents' and sisters and brothers, after groping on the ground for a while, he found a broken arrowhead, and stuck it in his palm without hesitation.

The severe pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow, but Ling Jiangyu clenched his teeth tightly, so hard that his gums bleed but did not make any sound.

He wants revenge, he wants his enemy to die.And a weak person is destined to be unable to go far on the road of revenge, which is full of blood and death.

He does not allow himself to show weakness at any time.

If the pain kept him awake, he didn't mind using it as a way to get rid of the hallucination.

However, to Ling Jiangyu's surprise, he looked around and found that he was still standing in the main house of the Ling family, and he hadn't escaped from the illusion as he expected.

That's right, he is just an ordinary 11-year-old kid now, and even if he has learned some skills of drawing energy into his body under the guidance of his mother, he will not be able to compete with the phantom array activated by the strong man in the Golden Core Stage.

The only thing he can count on now is that the master can get out of the predicament sooner and break this Laoshizi illusion.

When such thoughts just arose, Ling Jiangyu slapped himself viciously in the face.

The blood left five distinct fingerprints on his face.

He hates himself for being powerless, he hates his weakness, he longs for himself to become stronger, he longs for himself to control the power that can turn the world upside down.

This was the last time, he didn't allow himself to have the idea of ​​relying on others.

Even if that person is Yan Guitu.

So in the next second, Ling Jiangyu pulled out the arrow that was about to pierce his palm, and pierced his arm again unceremoniously.

This time, under the excruciating pain, he finally got rid of the control of the Lost Formation. However, he saw a terrifying scene like the end of the world.

The Blackwater City shrouded by the Lost Formation seemed to be frozen in time, and even the sky was a dull dark red.

There are petals of manjusawa flowers as light as catkins floating in the air. Those petals are floating in the air and squeezed together. The petals are soft and delicate, and it seems that they can be blown away in one breath.

However, once these petals touch the human body, they will burrow into the opponent's body without any scruples.

Not long after, large red spots began to spread on the surface of the human body invaded by the 'petals', and those red spots continued to spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally, countless tiny vines pierced the body surface from their bodies The skin grows out, and uses the human body as nourishment to continuously grow its own branches.

According to Ling Jiangyu's observation, after being invaded, the red vines bred by those monks with cultivation base will grow thicker and more aggressive than the vines bred by ordinary people.

Among them, maybe spiritual power is at work?

Ling Jiangyu raised his head, watching a piece of light red translucent petals drift towards him intentionally or unintentionally.

Just as the petals fell to the top of the barrier, a sword qi that was hard to detect with the naked eye suddenly shot out from the barrier, instantly crushing the petals into powder and disappearing on the spot.

Ling Jiangyu was slightly relieved.

Within the barrier set by Yan Guitu, they are still safe.

However, when he saw a slender white jade hand suddenly appearing behind Yan Guitu who was silently floating in mid-air, Ling Jiangyu could no longer stay in the barrier with peace of mind.

He tried to yell loudly to wake up Yan Guitu, but Yan Guitu, who had his eyes closed tightly, seemed to be unable to hear anything, with a smile on the corner of his mouth surrounded by a large red petal in the air.

He bit the bullet and planned to rush out of the barrier, but he was caught off guard by a pair of big hands suddenly.

Ling Jiangyu turned his head suddenly, and the arrow in his hand struck the people behind him without even thinking about it.

In the blink of an eye, the weapon in his hand was easily removed by the opponent.

"I said you kid..." Wu Zhuyu held the skinny kid in one hand, and easily crushed the birch-shaved arrow shaft with effort, "Like a f*cking wolf cub!" , Why would Senior Sword Immortal want to accept you as a disciple?"

Ling Jiangyu glanced at him calmly: "Let me go."

"Hey!" Wu Zhuyu let go of Ling Jiangyu according to her words, but stood in front of him again, and reminded him very seriously, "My sister's Lost Formation is the most powerful illusion formation of our You people. It has already planted formations in the entire Blackwater City, and you rushing out like this has no other purpose than becoming her 'race'."

"'Race'?" Ling Jiangyu stopped and looked up at him.

"Anyway, it's not a good thing." For a while, Wu Zhuyu didn't know how to explain to Ling Jiangyu what a human race is, so she made a vague statement, and then said, "Even I can break free from the illusion, the sword A person as powerful as Senior Xian must be able to escape."

Ling Jiangyu paused: "If my master wakes up from the illusion, it will be your sister's death."

"Uh..." Wu Zhuyu was silent for a moment.

He hadn't thought about it.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Ling Jiangyu pointed to the whole dark red city and asked him coldly: "Do you still think they shouldn't die?"

Hearing this, Wu Zhuyu gave a wry smile, with a somewhat unconcealable hoarseness in her voice: "That's not true. You don't know, sisters and their cultivation levels are not enough, and the Lost Formation can only be opened by monks above the stage of transformation. Now They forcibly opened the Lost Formation at the cost of burning their lives, and this formation will not last long, and it is impossible for them...to survive."

Ling Jiangyu clenched his back teeth, and continued to observe the situation in the distance through the barrier without blinking.

The pair of jade hands approached Yan Guitu's back silently like spring wind and rain, and suddenly turned into bright red vines within a thousandth of a second. The countless vines as thin as hair are now as fierce as arrows bursting. Deeply pierced into Yan Guitu's back heart.

Watching those tiny vascular vines almost instantly surround Yan Guitu layer by layer, wrapping them into an airtight blood-colored human cocoon, while a huge red double-headed snake appeared out of thin air, wrapping Yan Guitu round and round. Gui Tu entangled in it tightly.

Ling Jiangyu was shocked and wanted to rush out of the barrier: "Master!"

Even Wu Zhuyu was stunned for a moment, and then quickly grabbed Ling Jiangyu's collar: "Wait a minute!"

Ling Jiangyu couldn't break free, so he could only look at the human cocoon tightly trapped by Wen Hong in the void with tearful eyes.

"Look there." Wu Zhuyu squinted her eyes, suddenly realized something was wrong, pinched Ling Jiangyu's jaw and turned his face to the river outside the city.

Ling Jiangyu gave him a vicious gouged look, but couldn't resist Wu Zhuyu's strength, so he was forced to turn to the river.

It's just that he is not as cultivated as Wu Zhuyu, and his five senses are keen, and he can clearly see the situation on the lake from hundreds of meters away.

However, he could barely see clearly with his naked eyes. The black boat covered in a thick fog on the lake was split in half by a cold sword light across the river bank.

The black ship suddenly burst into black smoke, and then the whole earth began to tremble slightly.

A huge hydra phantom rose from the black ship. This huge hydra was as huge as a mountain, almost half the size of Heishui City.

Its phantom is suspended above the void, its huge head is constantly twisting due to the severe pain.Even though this big guy has only one phantom, its power still disturbs the clouds above Jiuxiao.

For a moment, the wind and clouds in the sky changed color.

The power of Xiangliu Serpent stirred up water spouts that soared into the sky on the river surface. The giant tree they hugged was easily broken, and sand and stones the size of a lying cow were easily sucked into it. Everything was like an apocalyptic purgatory. Scenes.

And under the dark sky, Yan Guitu lightly held the hilt of the Qingluan Sword, with the tip of the sword facing down, and drops of black blood dripped onto the ground below him, corroding the ground A huge pothole.

Only the Qingluan Sword in his hand is still as bright as new.

"Ashes return to ashes, and the old things from the ancient times should not come out to cause trouble." Yan Guitu slightly raised his eyelids, and casually looked at the nine huge monsters that were viciously attacking him, the culprit, and biting him. Snake head.

As soon as the words were finished, the phantom of the big snake Xiangliu disappeared like bubbles in the sun.

At the same time, the Lost Formation covering the entire Heishui City was also broken.

Those dreamlike petals were blown away by a gust of wind, and Wen Cong's main body also fell from the air with exhaustion.

Before the huge red snake fell to the ground, it had disappeared without a trace.

Wu Zhuyu who stood there stared blankly at the empty space, clenched his fist weakly and loosened it after a while.

A gust of wind blows from a distance, gently swirls around Wu Zhuyu's side, caresses his face lightly, and then blows into the distance.

A particularly bright red petal was carried in the wind.

Wu Zhuyu stretched out her hand and tapped the petal gently, and the petal instantly turned into a red mist and enveloped him.

With the help of the last bit of illusion left by his sisters in this world, he saw Wen Cong's short but long life.

Before the sisters came to this world, they had already been selected by the patriarch as vessels for breeding ancient demon gods.

After they were hatched from snake eggs, they were imprisoned in the Forbidden Forest, learning those obscure illusions and spells.

When they were young, they looked at other free tribesmen, and they also questioned and wavered about what happened to them.They also desire to grow up as ordinary and ordinary as others.

However, these things that are within reach of others are a luxury for them.

Until one day, the sisters sneaked out of the gathering area of ​​the tribe. They thought they could go to the freedom they had longed for, but they were captured by "hunters" and sold as precious Youzu girls to the auction house.

There, they saw their own clansmen being trampled and ravaged like livestock, and the reason was simply because the people of the You clan were born lowly, and the gods that the You clan people believed in were evil gods.

When they were rescued by the patriarch, they no longer yearned for the outside world.Although they knew that it was the patriarch and their father who deliberately let them see the cruel and real world, the two still chose the most difficult path without hesitation.

The reason is very simple, they don't want to see their clansmen imprisoned in cages with iron chains around their necks, and they are chosen by others like pets.

For the first time, they realize how heavy the responsibility is on their shoulders and how bumpy the road ahead is.

But they firmly believe that as long as they are firm in their beliefs, one day they will be able to bring freedom to every member of the tribe.

Even if this freedom comes at the cost of trampling on other people's lives.

But there are so many promises and vows in this world, how many of them can be fulfilled in the end?

After all, they fell on a road of no return.

"Brother, the last thing we can give you is your freedom. We have passed the news back to the clan land, father and the others will take everyone back to the depths of the swamp and will not come out again. You must hide the identity of the You Clan people well." Identity, experience life like an ordinary person, and embrace your lover."

In the wind, there was a murmur of Wen Hong's if there was nothing.

Wu Zhuyu stretched out her hands in vain and scratched in the air, trying to save something, but in the end she found nothing.

Looking at his empty hands, he covered his face.

In the end, nothing can be left behind.