As a scumbag, I took a stand-in script

It was just the Sword of Killing Life and Calling Love, but it buzzed for a moment, then stopped again.

Yan Chongyu was originally looking forward to a heart, but it was empty again.

He pursed his lips, but still guarded the killing sword.

Even this sword has not allowed him to meet the person he met.

He hated himself, no matter how angry Qing Lin was towards him, he should have expressed his love.

He thought, maybe that way...Qing Lin would not jump into the Sword Forging Pool.

But although Qing Lin is weak, she is an overly stubborn person.

I'm afraid that even if he said it himself, he would still act like this.

The situation on Xiao Yunjian's side was even worse.

Bizhang played with him and Ling Zhi as if they were playthings, even though he wanted to take their lives easily, he still played with them.

The sky became more and more gloomy, as if the storm was coming again.

Suddenly, a dark purple lightning flashed down from the dark blue sky, heading towards Bizhang.

Then came the deafening thunder, which slashed towards Bizhang's position.

But when Bizhang looked at Lei Zidian that day, he didn't really care.

He just flicked his sleeves and rolled them casually.

The seemingly terrifying sky thunder was completely contained in his cuffs, as if being caught by him.

It's like dealing with some interesting gadgets.

Even after he put Tianlei into his cuffs, he stretched out and took a look inside the cuffs.

Bizhang stroked his chest, and even pretended to smile: "It really scared me to death."

But the calm and unhurried face, how could it be that he was really frightened?

Bizhang sneered, and said again: "Not much."

Turning his head to look at Xiao Yunjian, he said again: "Do you think so? Fengshen."

Xiao Yunjian's heart tightened, and he quickly grabbed Ling Zhi's sleeve who was heading towards Yan Chongyu.

His face was a little ugly, and he only said: "It's the way of heaven, but why... it's just like that?"

Tiandao sent down his will this time, but there was only one thunder of the weakest sky.

Such thunder, not to mention Bizhang, even if Qinglin is still there, his cultivation can easily withstand it.

But the way of heaven punished Bizhang and Tu Tianzhi's power, that's all.

Seeing that the sky was about to turn sunny again, his heart suddenly felt like a big gaping hole.

All of my persistence suddenly flowed out.

His legs were weak, but Ling Zhi caught him.

All the strength in his body was removed, and he leaned on Ling Zhi as if he had lost his bones.

He couldn't stop murmuring: "Instead of doing this, it's better not to have...It's better not to give hope..."

Xiao Yunjian covered his face, but wanted to cry, his eyes were completely dry.

I can't shed tears at all.

He said foolishly: "Maybe we, as Bizhang said, shouldn't bother with this matter at all. We were wrong from the beginning, who am I? I think too much of myself, but I'm just a 3000-year-old It’s just a new god, why do I have to do this thing that is not under my jurisdiction?”

"Ajian, that's not the case." Ling Zhi comforted his back, kept patting him, and said, "Actually, you forgot that we were involved in it. But, you are really for the wishes of many people." , Yetan, Oneiroi... and yourself, did this."

Xiao Yunjian suddenly raised his eyes and looked around, Yan Chongyu was still resisting those monster clans.

But even though his cultivation is much higher than his, but with the large number of Yaozu, he is somewhat outnumbered and unable to do what he wants.

Xiao Yunjian rubbed his red eyes, without saying anything, Ling Zhi knew that he had thought about it again.

He has doubted himself like this three times.

But every time, he would continue to persuade himself, but it was just another fight.

Big deal, this time it's a desperate fight.

Xiao Yunjian drew out a wind blade, and ruthlessly solved Yan Chongyu's urgent need.

The three were finally able to reconcile.

The wind and snow had already buried the mountain where they stayed just now, Yan Chongyu asked immediately: "Shen Yaotian has not come out yet, how is Mengshen's injury?"

Xiao Yunjian shook his head. He raised his eyes to look at the two trapped inside, and Bizhang, who abused humanity, and said, "Perhaps the two of them are in there to have a chance."

His strong wind blew away the snow in front of the col, but it also left enough time and space for the two of them.

Bizhang followed them and came out at the moment of collapse.

Yan Chongyu handed the sword that he had pulled out with all his strength to Xiao Yunjian.

He struggled to breathe, even though he was a fire person, he was soaked by the coldness of this extremely cold abyss.

He tried his best to grin the corners of his lips, clenched his upper teeth and lowered his teeth and said to Xiao Yunjian: "Shenjun, we will all die here together. I don't believe that what will happen to the way of heaven... Regardless of the six realms, let the power of slaughtering the sky make trouble."

What he said was true.

Xiao Yunjian saw that he was only wearing the thinnest obscene clothes, but nothing else.

He quickly borrowed his cloak and put it on for him.

Now Xiao Yunjian seemed to be unable to feel the chill anymore.

He is more like blending with the wind and the abyss of extreme cold.

This is his fief, isn't it?

After all, he has something to use.

Xiao Yunjian entrusted Ling Zhi with the matter of repelling these demon clansmen.

He stood himself on the cloud again and looked around.

The cliff of the extremely cold abyss is not far away.

But they don't know if they can bring Bizhang into it, let alone if that place can trap Bizhang, who has basically obtained all the abilities of the Heaven Slaying Power.

Xiao Yunjian lost his thoughts, and even more timidly did not dare to have them.

But when he descended from the clouds, Ling Zhi held his hand tightly and said, "Ajian, I, we will always be here."

As soon as Yan Chongyu put on the cloak that still carried Xiao Yunjian's temperature, he felt his inner alchemy getting hotter and hotter.

It even burned the Yaozu in front of him faster.

They can no longer tell whether these monster races were bewitched or voluntary.

Now being instructed by Bizhang, they are all their enemies and difficulties.

Bizhang indulged their freedom for a while, but he didn't always let them talk together about how to seal him.

He smacked his lips, and suddenly asked, "Yun Jian, do you want to see your former brothers and sisters?"

Xiao Yunjian paused for a moment, almost not understanding.

But in just a moment, he thought of what Dream God had said to him: "Even the Supreme Immortal Sect has fallen."

Bizhang, he actually... he actually...

Xiao Yunjian only felt a mouthful of fishy sweetness held in his chest, and he was about to be choked out.

Ling Zhi also couldn't believe it.

But he saw that it was his nephew who grew up under his watch, and Xiao Yunjian's junior who started at the same time, like a walking corpse, only obeying Bizhang's orders.

They drew out their natal swords and pointed their swords at Ling Zhi and Xiao Yunjian, who were once members of the same family.

Every move and style is familiar to Xiao Yunjian.

Even if he is not willing to learn it, he still knows that it is the inheritance of the Supreme Immortal Sect.

There was no light in their eyes anymore, they just obeyed Bizhang's instructions mechanically.

Xiao Yunjian was able to attack the Yaozu, but how could he truly behead his fellow clan under the sword?

How can he do it?

Bizhang pinched his own weakness and really laughed unscrupulously.

He was floating in mid-air, his whole body half hidden and half visible.

Xiao Yunjian closed his eyes.

Yan Chongyu rolled out of the fireball and said, "Shenjun, now is not the time to be soft-hearted!"

Xiao Yunjian is still struggling.

It was a pair of hands that he was familiar with, covering him.

He raised his eyes and saw that it was Ling Zhi.

Ling Zhi's face was firm, and he said: "A Jian, if I support you, I will kill them. It is not your fault, and you have never done these things."

"No!" Xiao Yunjian pushed Ling Zhi's hand away, and said with brilliance in his eyes, "This is my business, this is my choice. Ling Zhi, you said it, I shouldn't regret it .”

As soon as he finished speaking, the wind blade cut off a person in front of him, that was his junior brother who used to talk and laugh.

Then there are the senior brothers who helped him, the senior sisters who sewed for him, and the senior sisters who heard him complain...

One after another fell before him.

But before he fell down, he seemed to see those familiar people again, and said to him...

--"Thanks."

Thanks for what?

And why should I thank him?

Xiao Yunjian's azure long gown was already stained with blood, and the original blue sea was no longer visible.

But he still wiped the blood from his lips and didn't stop.

He was in a daze.

He was thinking-

What is the difference between him and Bizhang?

But seeing Bizhang's triumphant appearance, he said: "I am so happy to see the appearance of Fengshen fighting against his fellow disciples. But look, how beautiful this appearance covered in blood is! But now I look at it. , it seems that I can put you to death without requiring me to take action, ha ha."

Xiao Yunjian twitched the corners of his lips.

There is a big difference between him and Bizhang.

Not to mention anyone else, at least himself...

Don't just live for yourself.

The supernatural power of Xiao Yunjian's body is at this time of endlessly confronting the monster clan, fellow disciples, and mortals.

More than half of it has passed.

His complexion was not good-looking, even though it was flushed with splashed blood, it was still green and white.

His lips were darkened, but he still smiled from the bottom of his heart when he looked at Bizhang.

He opened his mouth to Bizhang, and only mouthed a word.

Bizhang didn't hear clearly, but Ling Zhi and Yan Chongyu beside him could see clearly.

What he said was: "You're not going to win."

Xiao Yunjian took another glance at Ling Zhi slowly, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he wrote all the affection of this life.

Ling Zhi understood something in an instant, and he shouted sharply: "A Jian, don't!—"

But it couldn't stop Xiao Yunjian's actions.

Xiao Yun remonstrated that this was directly putting himself to death, but there was no way for him to survive.

He took a good look at the location of Bizhang, and even more clearly saw the endless cliff of the extremely cold abyss.

My current position, just like the two places, formed a straight and similar line.

Xiao Yunjian integrated himself with the wind and offered all his strength.

Sweeping towards Bizhang.

He didn't want to kill any more.

He didn't want to taste that fellow's blood over and over again.

That's about it...

Xiao Yunjian thought, only in this way can he have a chance to redeem everyone.

He laughed to himself, and went towards Bizhang at a very fast speed.

While Bizhang was still mocking his stupidity, the wind was already blowing, blowing their bodies into the abyss.

Then, they fell down together.

Never seen again.

The author has something to say: A remonstrance: If you die, count the ball, goddammit!

The Beijing-style article next door has resumed and updated, if you want to read it, you can go and see it~

That is not long, it is estimated that 10,000+ words will be over, it is more realistic!