Beautiful senior brother can never be enchanted

"But, what you did in the world is still not worthy of forgiveness!"

Luo Yueming changed his voice, looked into Liu Yijing's arms, Yue Qinggui, who was also covered in blood, said in a panic, "I am the one who has old grudges with you, not senior brother Yue, you want revenge ,? You shouldn't use other people's lives as a tool for revenge! What's the difference between your current appearance and your spiritual text back then!"

After Liu Yijing heard this, he burst out laughing. He didn't make any rebuttals on this matter. To this day, he has nothing to defend himself.

Knowing what he has done, he will not be forgiven, and he doesn't care for anyone's forgiveness.

Whether he can still live, whether there is an afterlife,? It doesn't matter to him anymore.

I've lived for so long, that's enough, I'm tired, I don't want to continue playing.

Before he died, there was someone he was worried about, not the child in his womb, but the senior brother in his arms.

"...I am pregnant with Senior Brother Yue's child, but I have no way to see the child come into the world with my own eyes."

Liu Yijing's tone was very flat, like talking about an extremely trivial and ordinary matter, like white water, light and ethereal.

While Luo Yueming was in a trance, he saw Qingqi's shadow from him again.

But the vicissitudes of life have changed, and now the face is completely changed.

"Because of this child, I can't recover my divine power. I fought Lingwen to the end, but you can!"

"Me? I can't help it, because..."

Luo Yueming was a little flustered, and it was hard to say anything about the fact that she gave birth to a dragon egg and ruined her body abruptly.As a former "Dragon's Nest", it bears the desire and anger from Jiaolong.

Saying it is an indescribable bitter tear.

And Senior Brother Pei was still listening, Luo Yueming blushed, and tried to be as tactful as possible: "My body was also damaged at that time."

"Hahaha, what are you afraid to admit to now?" Liu Yijing spoke contemptuously, cast a sideways glance at Luo Yueming, and said jokingly with Qingqi's usual teasing tone: "Do whatever you want. Don't dare to say it?"

Brother Pei was confused when he heard this, and frowned, "What did Yueming do? What are you talking about? Why can't I understand a word?"

"It's right if you don't understand. The matter is complicated, and you can't explain it clearly in a few words." Luo Yueming waved his hands repeatedly, forcefully skipping this topic. Seeing that Yue Qinggui was seriously injured and was still imprisoned by Liu Yijing, he couldn't help but say :"what do you want to say in the end?"

"You once borrowed my body and inherited my divine power, and now I can still lend you my divine power."

"I guess you have to say a but!"

"Not bad, but I have one condition."

Luo Yueming said: "But you should know that even if we don't kill you, after tonight, the entire cultivation world will know about the evil you have done. Daozong will not let you go, and the 36 sects of Xianmen will work together to kill you .The Heavenly Sword Sect can't keep you."

"I naturally know that I have long since wished for nothing in this world, and the only thing I am worried about now is..."

Liu Yijing lowered her head and stared deeply at Yue Qing's eyebrows and eyes, raised her hand to gently wipe the blood on his cheeks, and ran her fingertips across the pale and thin cheeks, not knowing whether it was because her spiritual power had dissipated too much, or because she was a little cold, but still Trembling slightly.

"...He didn't do any evil, and I did everything alone. He was as clean as before, and the dirty one was always me alone."

"I want you to let him go, treat him as before, heal his wounds and bring him back to life, don't allow anyone to hurt him, and I want him to have a place in the Heavenly Sword Sect, and let him be the sword-wielding elder, no matter what happens in the future, Everyone in the Heavenly Sword Sect must not hurt him!"

After hearing this, Luo Yueming nodded and said, "He is the third senior brother of the Heavenly Sword Sect, my brother of the same sect, no matter who succeeds the suzerain in the future, he will not neglect Senior Brother Yue."

Liu Yijing glanced at Pei Xuandu, as if she was also waiting for his promise.

"I swear by the Heavenly Sword Sect, I will never harm Yue Qinggui!"

"...One last thing, after I die, erase his memory, and never mention me in front of him again."

After Liu Yijing finished speaking, her body gradually became transparent.

The so-called natal magic weapon, in fact, the magic weapon and the fate are one. Since the original magic weapon can't be recalled, I can only take my life as my obedience, change the weapon to the sky, and change my fate against the sky.

He has been dirty, vicious and vicious enough in this life, but he didn't expect to die with a child in his belly.

This is the child of him and senior brother Yue, and there is no way to be born in this life.

Liu Yijing originally thought that even if this child is gone, as long as he and Senior Brother Yue are still alive, there will be other children.

Only now did I realize that he couldn't keep any of them.

"Xiao Jing!"

Yue Qinggui seemed to have sensed something, called out in a coma, and raised his hand to try to grab Liu Yijing's hand, but in the end he just passed by.

Liu Yijing's body gradually became transparent, turning into thousands of points of light, and finally condensed into a golden hairpin that glowed all over the body.

With the reappearance of this golden hairpin, strange changes took place in Luo Yueming's body, exuding an extremely bright light.

The familiar warm breath swirls rapidly in Qihai Dantian.

"Senior Brother Pei, take good care of Senior Brother Yue."

Grabbing the golden hairpin, Luo Yueming only felt warm spiritual power pouring into his chest, his right wrist trembled, and the long sword hummed, shining brightly.

After finishing speaking, he pushed Yue Qinggui into Pei Xuandu's arms, raised his sword and flew up, stepped on the void, and slashed across with his sword.

There was a loud bang, and two figures flew out of the Gang Qi, and each retreated a few feet away. Lingwen smelled the familiar breath, half joyful, half frightened and said: "Brother! You...you come back Already?!"

"Yes! Not only I'm back, Qingqi is also back, I want to take his share of grievances and demand your life together!"

The golden hairpin spun rapidly in Luo Yueming's left palm, and the aura was as real as it was, making rustling noises, and with Luo Yueming's low heh, it rushed towards Lingwen and killed it.

Lingwen raised his sword anxiously to resist, there was a loud bang, and before he could say anything, two swords struck from left and right very quickly!

Just like back then, Lingwen is still alone now, one-on-two.

Last time, he ended up dying, but this time, he will never let anyone present.

Pei Xuandu protected Yue Qinggui in his arms, and was almost blinded by the surrounding air waves. With the disappearance of Liu Yijing, the phantom formation around him was about to completely shatter.

The enchantment was in the fight between the three of them, and it was already riddled with holes.He couldn't help much, he was going up to die, he hugged Yue Qinggui with one hand, he caught a glimpse of Fuyao still lying on the ground out of the corner of his eye, like he was lifting a chick, he grabbed the two of them and pushed them to a safe place.

Before he could recover, a monstrous air wave suddenly surged from behind, Pei Xuandu was almost crushed by the air wave, his spine was shattered, his throat was sweet, and he almost spat out blood.

Lingwen's sneer suddenly came from my ear: "This trip in the world, your cultivation base has regressed a lot, especially you, brother! I really regretted that I treated you with courtesy. If I knew today, I should have Trapped you by my side forever!"

"Hey, who is your younger brother? You don't even know who your own younger brother is!"

Luo Yueming wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, clutching the golden hairpin in one hand and holding the sword in the other. Xie Shuanghua was standing not far away, the long sword in his hand was dripping with blood, he said: "Yueming, be careful."

Lingwen sneered, and suddenly said to Xie Shuanghua: "It's you, a lowly dragon, who forcibly defiled my younger brother! Even if you are cut into pieces, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart! Now we are evenly matched in cultivation. , you can’t kill me, and I can’t kill you, it’s God’s destiny, we’re going to die forever!”

"Then what if you add me? I don't know if it's enough."

Pei Xuandu casually set up a barrier, flew up with the long sword in his hand, and stood beside Luo Yueming without hesitation, "Master, this disciple used to respect and love you so much, but you are not worthy of being a teacher. In vain is the righteous way! Now that the matter is up to now, you still don’t stop?”

"Hahaha, it's up to you? A mere ants want to shake a big tree, it's wishful thinking!"

"And I!"

"I!"

"Add me!"

"I'm coming too!"

The phantom formation that Liu Yijing set up earlier had a big hole at some point, a burst of air rushed over, and the barrier shattered inch by inch.

The little Taoist priests who had been hunted down by the corpses appeared out of nowhere, supported each other, and sacrificed the long swords in their hands.

And the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect who came with Pei Xuandu also showed their magical weapons.

In their hearts, the master is no longer the master of the past. When the master is not around, they can only obey the orders of a few senior brothers.

Lingwen glanced over coldly, shook his head and sighed: "Ignorant ants."

"Lingwen, do you know why you lost to us in the first place?" Xie Shuanghua said suddenly, "It was because you committed a lot of evil and lost all your believers! Your divine power was originally worshiped by tens of thousands of believers who lit incense. If there are no believers, no divine power to support you, you are nothing more than a flesh and blood body, and a flesh and blood body cannot withstand the return of thousands of swords and righteousness in the world!"

"Wan Jian Gui Zong..." Lingwen murmured to himself, and quickly laughed again, "Do you think I will be afraid of the Wan Jian Gui Zong that you said?"

"All disciples listen to the order and form an array!"

With Xie Shuanghua's order, countless long swords whizzed up into the sky, and then quickly formed a dense sword net at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xie Shuanghua shortened his body and turned into a dragon, circling around Luo Yueming. Luo Yueming flew onto the dragon's back, holding a golden hairpin in his hand, and stabbed fiercely between the eyebrows of the dragon, accompanied by a deafening roar.

The shield formed by Lingwen's spiritual power condensed with a click, and the layers fell apart, and a sword pierced through his eyebrows.

He opened his eyes wide in disbelief, his spiritual power overflowed from the wound, blood spurted out in a waterfall, wet the dragon's horns, and splashed onto Luo Yueming's face.

At that moment, Lingwen's appearance before his death was reflected in his pupils, and Lingwen's life slowly appeared in his eyes.

Tens of thousands of swords returned to the sect, led by blood, thousands of long swords made a buzzing sound, and then flew upside down from all directions, and one of them pierced Ling Wen's body.

The dragon wrapped around Luo Yueming, guarding him tightly in his arms, allowing the fierce sword energy to burn the dragon's body, break open the dark and hard dragon scales, and cut him into a bloody mess.

It was like a rain of blood fell on the ground, and everyone was drenched from head to face.