Living in the Bosom of the Demon Lord [Transmigration Book]

There are more and more wind blades, and Fu Jia is struggling to walk through them, and the places being attacked become more transparent.

"Fujia, is it okay?" Lin Heng looked at Fujia worriedly.

"Still... still not dead." Fu Jia knocked off a wind blade with her tail, and looked back at Lin Heng wearily.

Lin Heng clenched his fists, glanced at the blue light spot in front of him, gritted his teeth and rushed in front of Fu Jia.

"Come back, I'll block it for you." Fu Jia hurriedly said.

"Enough!" Lin Heng's voice choked with sobs.

Seeing Fu Jia's body getting weaker and weaker, her heart felt as if she had hit the bottom of the valley. If it goes on like this, it's death, it's better to die vigorously.

"I said why do you do this?" Fu Jia sighed, "I don't have a long life."

Lin Heng didn't speak, but looked ahead stubbornly.

Even if she dies today, she will die before Fu Jia!

A few wind blades sank into Lin Heng's wrist and ankle respectively, but at this moment he no longer felt it. There were wounds cut by the wind blades all over his body. Life.

"Can you still hold on?" Fujia was worried.

"You said you can't die." Lin Heng spat out a mouthful of blood, continued to move forward, suddenly paused, and said with a light smile, "I thought I was quite afraid of death."

I didn't expect to really face death, that's all.

"Pfft—" Fu Jia couldn't help laughing out loud, "It's true, but you did a good job."

Fu Jia has seen too many people who are not afraid of death, but it is rare to see people who are obviously afraid of death and still face death.

"That's right, I think I'll be better than Lu Ting in the future." Lin Heng laughed, his eyes filled with stars.

Fu Jia curled her lips: "Why do you want to compare with that man who can't get hard?"

"You don't understand, he is the hero, by the way, how long will his problem last?"

"Two or three years, I put a formation in his body."

"Two or three years?" Lin Heng was a little surprised, then smiled.

The male protagonist officially started his journey to the harem, starting from the birth of a baby. Counting the time, wouldn't two or three years be Lu Ting's most glorious time?

Now I can't do anything, I can go to practice monkhood.

Lin Heng was in a good mood and hummed a little song.

"Look at that dog of yours, you're still in the mood to hum." Fu Jia said with disgust, but there was only a smile in its eyes.

At this time, Lin Heng's body was full of wounds, and the blood had already dyed Wan Jianzong's white light blue robe red. The wound on his chest had not completely healed, and was torn and bloody again.

How embarrassing!

Lin Heng also felt that his current appearance was too ugly, but luckily his junior sister didn't see him.

"You're not going to get any better." Lin Heng smiled at Fu Jia.

"I'm much better. Originally, all my spirits were left to drift away at any time. Now that I have one more person to die with, I must have made a profit. Do you think you are stupid?"

"Damn, it's better to die together than to go alone." Lin Heng raised his hand indifferently, wiping the blood on his cheek.

Fu Jia lowered her head and chuckled, neither of them spoke, they dragged their scarred bodies from the wind blade, and approached the target little by little.

Finally, the blue spot of light expanded in front of his eyes, and the runes in the sky were surrounded by a touch of blue light.

"What is this?" Lin Heng was thrown to the ground by a wind blade again, and he got up staggeringly.

"It seems..." Fujia was stunned for a long time before she said in surprise, "Eternal Star Sword."

"What sword?"

"Yongxing Sword is an ancient treasure sword, which is said to be the incarnation of the 28 constellations on the ground, and later turned into a magic sword after several twists and turns." Fu Jia said slowly while recalling: "No one can really recognize the master. "

"Why is this thing here?" Lin Heng stared at the blue halo, but couldn't feel the so-called magic energy.

Could it really be a magic sword?

"It's been gone for a long time, and everyone can't find the whereabouts of the Yongxing Sword." Fu Jia seemed to remember something, took a deep breath and said, "Lin Heng, go get the sword, this space is to seal Yongxing Sword, you can go out after breaking the seal."

"Okay." Lin Heng nodded, talking too much would be nonsense, and he walked directly towards the blue halo.

On the way, the wind blades became more and more dense, and the speed of recovery after taking the pill could not keep up with the speed of bleeding. Lin Heng and Fu Jia could only stumble forward in the wind blades.

Suddenly, the surrounding wind blades disappeared, replaced by faint blue light.

"Is this the Eternal Star Sword?" Lin Heng was dumbfounded.

Inside the blue light curtain is a lightsaber, the sword's body is full of galaxies, like an eternal starry sky, a powerful coercion emanates from the sword, making people breathless.

"Go... let's go." Fu Jia was at the end of her strength, and her legs bent heavily on the ground.

"En." Lin Heng nodded, and rushed into the blue light curtain.

The Yongxing Sword was very quiet, suspended in mid-air, and the runes formed chains one after another, binding the sword tightly.

Lin Heng walked over and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

Suddenly, the air flow surged, and the huge energy emitted extremely high temperature. The sound of "sizzling, sizzling—" the skin and flesh were scorched could be heard endlessly.

"Hiss—" Lin Heng hastily removed his hand, the palm of which had been burned through.

But this is the only chance to get out.

Lin Heng glanced at the Eternal Star Sword, and stretched out his hand again, the rune that was attacked by the foreign object automatically hooked over and wrapped around Lin Heng's wrist.

Immediately afterwards, both ankles were also tightly bound.

"No." Fu Jia wanted to get up, but she fell back as soon as she stood up: "You will be swallowed by the seal like this."

The weak Fujia stood up again, bumped her head against the chain formed by the runes, and was then tightly entangled by the runes.

"I...I will replace you, you...you go get the sword." Fu Jia, who had been severely injured several times, was on the verge of death.

"No, you go out." Lin Heng turned around and pushed Fu Jia.

"No, I'll replace you, otherwise you won't be able to draw your sword at all, and we will all die here." Fu Jia crawled over with difficulty.

"No." Lin Heng cast a spell to trap Fu Jia: "If you want to die, die together. Whatever you say today, I can only die in front of you!"

"Lin Heng!" Fu Jia tried to break free, but it was in vain.

She is too weak.

It's hard to imagine that Fujia is so weak and can survive here. This is still a ray of soul. How strong would Fujia be in her heyday?

Lin Heng firmly turned his head and held the hilt of the sword, a powerful force was rampaging in his body, and blood gushed out mouthful after mouthful.

But this time his consciousness was extremely clear, and he didn't back down in the slightest. Even if the pain was so painful that life was worse than death, he had to die well.

It's a pity that the mayfly shakes the big tree, how can the ants shake the world?The sun, moon, and stars remain unchanged forever, and the world is full of vicissitudes...  

An ancient voice pierced through the soul, making it hard to breathe.

"What do you want to do?"

Lin Heng felt his body lighten, and there was a starlight in front of his eyes, and then the stars receded, the Milky Way flowed, the sun and the moon continued to rotate, and the starlight forever illuminated the earth.

"I..." Lin Heng's mind went blank, wandering in the universe rootless.

Gradually, the sky and the sky merge together, with no desire, no desire, no fear, only the peace of mind to cleanse...

Suddenly, a white light appeared in front of the eyes, and the seeds struggled upward in the deep soil, bearing the oppression of an infinitely greater force than themselves, and climbed to the light little by little.

At the moment when it finally broke through the ground, life was born, the young leaves stretched in the wind, spring and winter came, and life was endless.

"I want to survive." I have no other desires, I just want to live simply, to experience the throbbing of life, maybe life itself is the meaning.

Lin Heng's answer did not get a response.

Time stops, as if in nothingness.

"I have heard countless wishes, and you are the first one who just wants to live."

The ancient voice disappeared, and the runes wrapped around the Yongxing Sword were broken.

Powerful power poured in from heaven and earth, blood came out from every pore, Lin Heng became a blood man.

But the hand holding the hilt of the sword did not relax at all.

"Lin Heng hold on!" Fu Jia yelled, the seal had already started to disintegrate, as long as she held on, she would be able to make Yongxing Sword recognize its master.

Fu Jia stared at Lin Heng, not daring to blink, the seconds seemed like years.

After becoming a blood man, Lin Heng's flesh is being peeled off little by little.

Fu Jia couldn't bear to look directly at her, but it was the last moment, and she was just a little bit, just a little bit.

The fur all over his body stood up because of tension, and the spirits that would dissipate at any time were forcibly gathered together. Time passed by, and his breathing became heavy.

"Boom——" the spiritual energy rioted, all the runes broke, Yong Xing escaped and rushed to the sky, the powerful air current rolled up Lin Heng high, fell from mid-air, and vomited a few more mouthfuls of blood.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Lin Heng coughed and vomited blood, his body was bruised.

"Lin Heng." Fu Jia ran over quickly, but she didn't dare to touch Lin Heng's body.

"I..." Lin Heng struggled to say a single word, and his vision began to blur.

Are you going to die?Will it implicate Yan Fengqing?Wouldn't it be a burden? He is the future Demon Lord...

Consciousness began to collapse, a blue light broke into the sea of ​​consciousness and took root in it, a surging force poured into the meridians, and the skin and flesh recovered little by little.

"Hmm..." Lin Heng opened his eyes, and saw a transparent sword standing in front of him.

'Nice to meet you. '

He could feel the thoughts of the Yongxing Sword, and knew that the Yongxing Sword was not a magic sword, it would become a sword in anyone's hands, it was just an ideal.

"Lin Heng, hurry up and use this sword to split the space." Fu Jia got up excitedly and stumbled to Lin Heng's side. Nine furry tails swept Lin Heng's back lightly, and one of the tails was wrapped around her wrist. superior.

"En." Lin Heng stood up and held the Yongxing Sword, the powerful force made his soul tremble.

So this is the world of the strong...

With a sword swung, a little blue light burst out from the tip of the sword, and then expanded to several times, leaving the sword to break through the comfort of space.

Cracks began to appear in the darkness, and then flakes peeled off.

Holding the Yongxing Sword in his hand, Lin Heng completely broke through the space and returned to the chess board.

Not yet fully able to control the Yongxing Sword, the strength far exceeded his body, and Lin Heng's legs softened under the pressure, and he knelt down on one knee.

"Old man, your grandpa is here." Lin Heng supported his body with his sword, raised his head and looked angrily at Immortal Canglan in front of him.

"Yeah." Immortal Canglan frowned, suddenly paled in shock: "You pulled out the Eternal Star Sword?"

"It's the sword that your grandfather I pulled out. How about it? You still want to take it from me to Lu Ting?" Lin Heng spat bloody saliva.

Immortal Lord Canglan regained his composure, and said disdainfully, "Even if you pull out the Eternal Star Sword, it will not recognize you as master."

"Hehe." Lin Heng sneered twice, stood up slowly, pointed at Immortal Canglan with the tip of his sword, and said with a disdainful smile, "Then do you want to try it?"

As soon as the ending sound was raised, the tip of the sword waited for an opportunity to move, and a blue halo circulated on the transparent sword body, rushing out like a raging fire.

Immortal Canglan turned away immediately, but his clothes were already torn by the sword energy, and his hair was messed up. He thought that he was disrespected by everyone in the cultivation world, and he had never been so insulted.

"Impossible, it is impossible for the Yongxing Sword to recognize you as the master." Immortal Canglan shook his head in disbelief, even he did not let the Yongxing Sword recognize the master, so he sealed the sword.

"There are some things. If you can't do it, it doesn't mean others can't do it." Lin Heng grinned, the blood on his body hadn't faded, and there were a pair of star-like eyes on his embarrassed face.

"Hmph!" Immortal Canglan became angry with embarrassment, a long sword appeared in his hand, and immediately attacked Lin Heng.

Lin Heng hurriedly responded, his wrist was stabbed, and he almost lost his grip on the sword.

"Heh, you are so arrogant and arrogant, so what if Yongxingjian recognizes you as the master?" Immortal Canglan raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Lin Heng condescendingly.

"No... how will you know if you don't try?" Lin Heng was calm on the surface, but his heart was turbulent.

He doesn't know any advanced swordsmanship at all, what the third senior brother taught him in those few days was just the most basic swordsmanship of Wan Jianzong.

Suddenly a sword pierced the skirt of his clothes and was thrown to the ground. Lin Heng wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Tough mouth!" Immortal Canglan's momentum changed in vain, and he rushed over with the sword: "It is your blessing to let you die under the Fenyang sword."

The blue light skyrocketed, and the Yongxing Sword broke away from Lin Heng's hand and collided with the Fenyang Sword. At the same time, a galaxy appeared in front of Lin Heng's eyes.

The sky is full of stars, flickering and flickering, the stars are arranged in the night sky, and the position above the head is the Big Dipper.

The mountains, rivers and galaxies seem to be right in front of your eyes, and you can hold them in your hands as soon as you reach out.

Lin Heng stood up again, closed his eyes, and calmed down. The Yongxing Sword felt a sense and flew back to Lin Heng's hand.

The moment he raised his hand, it was as if the galaxy was shining forever, and unparalleled strength rushed out of his body.

A sword shattered the world.

Immortal Canglan's expression changed drastically. Now he is just a wisp of consciousness. He stayed here to wait for a suitable successor. If he fights hard, he can fight, but...

Glancing at the Fenyang Sword in his hand, this person has not yet found its heir.

"Get out!" Immortal Canglan calmed down, swallowed his breath, and at the same time swore his sleeves with a curse.

When Lin Heng realized it, he had already left the place just now.

As the heart of the secret realm there, it is easy to remove anyone. It is a pity that the old man has not been taught a lesson. Let's see if he dares to do this next time.

Lin Heng stared at the air angrily: "If you have the ability, old man, come out and fight with your grandfather and me for [-] rounds. If you coax me, I will lose!"

"Pfft—" Fu Jia smiled, "I see you look like a little rabbit, I never thought that you would bite people in a hurry, like a wolf cub."

Lin Heng quickly turned around and saw that Fu Jia's body was almost transparent, his mind went blank, and he couldn't utter a word from his trembling lips: "Fu...Fu Jia..."

She stood up suddenly and rushed over, but penetrated Fu Jia's body and landed heavily on the grass.

"Fujia...don't die." A tear fell quietly, Xiaocao was overwhelmed and shook the tear off, soaking it into the damp soil.

"Why are you crying? What is there for a man to cry about? I didn't even cry." Fu Jia stretched out her paw and tapped Lin Heng's forehead.

"But don't die!" Lin Heng remembered the little white dog he raised when he was a child.

The puppy accompanied him for a year, but died of illness. Since then, he has never kept a puppy because he is afraid of parting.

Fu Jia didn't speak, but looked at Lin Heng gently with those eyes, as if she was saying her final farewell.

Lin Heng clenched his fists tightly, tears falling uncontrollably.

What to do, Fu Jia is going to die...

This is the world of comprehension, there must be some way to bring the dead back to life, it will definitely work.

"Lin Heng." A cold but slightly frightened voice suddenly appeared.

Lin Heng turned around slowly, cried and said, "Brother, Fu Jia is about to die."

Yan Fengqing frowned slightly, he couldn't feel Lin Heng's aura in the sword formation, his mind went blank at that moment, he had no time to think about anything, so he was anxious to break through the formation.

Later, when the power of the sword array weakened, he could come out of it. He searched for Lin Heng to no avail, and returned to this place again.

Not long ago, the twin birth formation broke out. The powerful force tore apart the soul and devoured the meridians. He couldn't imagine what Lin Heng had encountered.

This power is enough to destroy the world, maybe it can end his ridiculous and dirty life, but now he doesn't want to die anymore.

The revenge has not been reported, and the silly rabbit has not seen enough.

Suffering from great pain, Yan Fengqing searched every corner step by step.

Fortunately, the pain disappeared, and he began to worry about where Lin Heng would lie with such a serious injury.

It wasn't until this moment that Yan Fengqing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that everyone was fine.

"Don't worry." Yan Fengqing took Lin Heng's hand.

"But Fu Jia is going to die, she is going to die!" Lin Heng burst into tears excitedly, seeing Yan Fengqing couldn't help crying even more.

"It's okay, it's okay." Yan Fengqing patted Lin Heng on the back: "I have a solution."

Hearing this, Lin Heng stopped crying and asked excitedly, "Do you have a solution?"

"Yeah." Yan Fengqing gently wiped Lin Heng's tears away: "My body is full of demon blood, and I can let her spirit live temporarily, and then find her a body of a nine-tailed fox to revive her."

"But...but there is still a nine-tailed fox there?" Lin Heng held Yan Fengqing's hand tightly, as if this person in front of him was his only hope.

Fujia can't die, can't die.

"I know, the Yan family has it." Yan Fengqing walked up to Fu Jia, and put the frail spirit between her eyebrows.

"You... what you said is true?" Lin Heng looked at Yan Fengqing in surprise.

"Well, believe me, don't cry, as long as it is what you want, I will find a way to give it to you." Yan Fengqing looked into Lin Heng's eyes and solemnly promised.

"Thank you, big brother." Lin Heng couldn't hold back and hugged Yan Fengqing's neck.

What a frightening devil, where can I find someone better than Yan Fengqing?

"Woooo... from now on, I will be your little brother, and you will be my big brother." Lin Heng took this opportunity to express his heartfelt heart.

Yan Fengqing's body froze, his face sank, and he said slowly after a while, "When did I let you be my younger brother?"

"Ah? I thought of it myself!" Lin Heng looked at Yan Fengqing steadfastly, and said loudly: "In the future, as long as the senior brother orders, I, Lin Heng, will die! "

"You..." Yan Fengqing had never been so angry before, especially when she couldn't do anything when she was angry, she became aggrieved.

"Me? I'm sure to look forward to the big brother, and I will never go west if you tell me to go east." Lin Heng patted his chest and promised.

Yan Fengqing felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Eldest brother, don't you believe me?" Seeing that Yan Fengqing was silent, Lin Heng felt a little flustered.

Is it so difficult to be a younger brother?

"...Well." Yan Fengqing had no choice but to turn his head away from looking at Lin Heng, otherwise his mood would only get worse.

When the mood calmed down a bit, Yan Fengqing looked at Lin Heng and asked, "What happened to activate the twin formation?"

"Here, I'll show you." Lin Heng took out the Yongxing Sword and waved it in front of Yan Fengqing like offering a treasure.

After listening to Lin Heng's narration, Yan Fengqing looked at Yongxing Sword with burning eyes: "It really is the ancient sword."

"Yeah, look at me. I won't need your protection in the future, so can I!" Lin Heng clenched his fists.

The hero's Burning Sun Sword is not as powerful as the Yongxing Sword, rounded up, he is stronger than the hero.

Yan Fengqing withdrew his eyes and smiled slightly. Facing such a divine sword, no one would be indifferent, but he felt that only Lin Heng in this world was worthy of this sword.

"So, you ran into the space crack to save Fu Jia?"

"Ah? It was Fu Jia who saved me first and fell in. As a man, I will definitely go in." Lin Heng felt that he was very manly.

Although it is scary to think about it, don't regret it if you do it.

"Do you know that you will die inside?" Yan Fengqing was a little excited, but also a little annoyed.

"I know... I know." Lin Heng whispered less and less, thought for a while, looked up at Yan Fengqing and said, "I'm sorry."

"Why are you sorry to me? After all, you just did what a man should do." Yan Fengqing sneered.

It's hard to imagine that Lin Heng really died inside, what should he do, if this force can take him away, it's okay, if he survived, Lin Heng died...

No, you can't!

Yan Fengqing clenched her fists, her expression painful.

"Because I didn't consider your consolation, after all we have twin formations..." Lin Heng lowered his head.

The important thing is that the situation at the time did not allow for overthinking.

"So you didn't think of me when you went in, did you?" Yan Fengqing's voice was a little hoarse.

"I... didn't do it on purpose." Lin Heng buried his head even lower: "Why don't we touch the Twin Formation before you refine the Blood Demon Saber?"

"This is the solution you came up with?" Yan Fengqing was so angry that he spoke coldly.

"Just..." Lin Heng was discouraged: "Then what do you say?"

Seeing Lin Heng lowering his head, as if he wanted to get into the ground, he was like a little rabbit fleeing back to the rabbit's nest in a hurry.

If you can't get angry, forget it, you can only torture yourself.

Yan Fengqing sighed, and asked quietly: "I remember you are very afraid of death."

Or would he protect the weak Lin Heng, remembering that he said he likes Junior Sister...

"Fujia is my friend." Although he signed a master-servant contract, Lin Heng never regarded Fujia as a spiritual pet.

Yan Fengqing didn't know how to answer. After all, he didn't have such a relationship as a friend in his life. The wound on his chest caused by the formation of the formation has not yet healed, and the blood slowly flowing out from there is like his life. There is only loss, never get.

When I saw Lin Heng, I felt that I was finally taken care of by this world.

"Eldest brother?" Lin Heng saw that Yan Fengqing's face was not quite right.

hurt?

"Hmm..." Yan Fengqing squatted down in pain.

"You, don't scare me." Lin Heng quickly squatted down to check Yan Fengqing's injuries.

Only after looking at it did he discover that Yan Fengqing's body was covered with large and small sword wounds, criss-crossing, layer upon layer, and the wounds were extremely deep, especially on the front of the chest where the bones were already visible.

At first glance, it looked like a fatal injury, and thanks to Yan Fengqing's ability to recover is different from ordinary people, it would kill anyone.

"You still talk about me, why don't you be careful yourself." Lin Heng muttered, the hand applying the medicine became softer, for fear of pulling the wound.

"By the way, you didn't take the pill?" Lin Heng poked his head out from behind Yan Fengqing and asked.

"I never had that kind of thing."

Lin Heng smashed his mouth, what did he say.

After applying the medicine to his chest, Lin Heng turned to Yan Fengqing's back and gently took off his clothes. It should have been as smooth as white jade, but now it was covered with scars, and it would bleed profusely when touched.

"Are you really not in pain?" Lin Heng said weakly.

If I had been injured so much, I would have died of pain, Yan Fengqing didn't even have an expression, let alone hum.

What a fucking ruthless man!

"...It hurts." Yan Fengqing made a small voice.

"Then don't move, just lie down." Lin Heng was in a hurry, wishing he could be split into two.

After working for a long time, he gave Yan Fengqing the good medicine, and when he turned around, he saw that the other party was staring at him motionless.

"Does it still hurt?" Lin Heng asked worriedly.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Yan Fengqing said softly.

"Then you sleep for a while, and I will watch by your side." Lin Heng lit a fire, and the orange light illuminated the entire cave.

The warm firelight covered Yan Fengqing's side face. At this time, he was asleep, but his eyelashes were still trembling slightly, his lips regained their blood color, rosy and lustrous, and a strand of black hair naturally fell down and fell on the back of Lin Heng's hand.

Lin Heng couldn't help whining as he removed the back of his hand that was itching from the hair.

"It's so beautiful, it's hard to let women live."

It's because she's too pretty that she can't be the hero, but the villain!

Lin Heng was also sleepy, found a comfortable position, folded his clothes and lay down, turned over in a daze, and crashed into Yan Fengqing's arms.

It was soft and a bit cold, but it was unexpectedly reassuring, so Lin Heng stopped struggling and fell into a deep sleep.

Yan Fengqing slowly opened her eyes, stared at the person in her arms in a daze, and rubbed the ends of Lin Heng's eyes with her fingers over and over again, feeling every touch that was scratched by the eyelashes.

Time can be so quiet...

He is not afraid of pain, he doesn't even feel pain, but since Lin Heng likes to protect the weak so much, he doesn't mind being 'weak'.

"Wow——" There was a wolf howl outside, Yan Fengqing withdrew his hand reluctantly, took off his coat and covered Lin Heng, and then cast another spell to ensure that the man would not wake up halfway.

It was already dark outside, and the stars could not be seen in the secret realm, only a round of pale moonlight hung in the sky, although there were no clouds to block it, the light was still dim.

"I thought you didn't plan to come." Feng Yu walked out of the dark woods with a smile. He changed into white on purpose today. Although he looks feminine, he is violent all over.

"I will definitely do what I promised you." Yan Fengqing said slowly.

"Longdan is in the underground palace here, but it's in Jiuyou." Feng Yu didn't talk nonsense, and threw a piece of jade directly to Yan Fengqing: "This piece of jade can open Jiuyou, you know I can't go to Jiuyou." .”

Yan Fengqing nodded.

Jiuyou is in the underworld, and anyone who trespasses will not be able to return. He must return when the incense burns, otherwise he will fall into the underworld forever.

Only the dragon blood on his body can sense the specific location of the dragon pill in Jiuyou.

"Go quickly." Feng Yu looked up at the moon in the sky, then looked down at her white clothes, remembering that person said he looked good in white.

But he doesn't like white...

Forget it, today is that person's memorial day, so I will rely on him, and after I get the Dragon Pill to revive that person, I will let that person rely on me.

"Or are you going to say goodbye to your silly roe deer?" Feng Yu smiled sadly, her stupid roe deer was gone, she really envied Yan Fengqing.

"No need." Thinking of Lin Heng, Yan Fengqing's eyes softened.

"Go back quickly."

"Yes." Yan Fengqing turned around and disappeared under the moonlight.

Feng Yu seemed to think of something, and raised one corner of her mouth.

A white fish maw appeared on the sky, and a ray of sunlight came in through the window. Lin Heng rubbed his eyes and got up, and opened his eyes immediately when he felt that there was no one around him.

"Eldest brother?" Lin Heng shouted, but got no response, and... what place is this?

There are bright red curtains on the top of the head, and a soft bed under the body. Even the bedding exudes a pleasant fragrance. There is a set of tea sets on the reddish-brown Eight Immortals table.

There was still half a cup of tea left in the teacup, and a layer of camellia oil had cooled and floated. It was obvious that someone had sat drinking tea before.

"Are you awake?" A laugh came from behind.

Lin Heng hurriedly turned his head and saw a feminine face. His eyes were long and narrow, full of murderous intent. Even if he looked feminine, no one would mistake his gender.

"Who are you?" Lin Heng asked blankly.

"Feng Yu."

"Huh?" Lin Heng was shocked: "Hehuan...the ancestor of Hehuan Sect?"

"Yes, silly roe deer." Seeing Lin Heng's amused appearance, Feng Yu stretched out her hand and gently scratched his earlobe.

Lin Heng hurriedly covered his ears and jumped onto the table: "Although I have a body of extreme yang, I am no longer a chick, and it won't help your cultivation much."

Although the outside world doesn't know about Feng Yu's cultivation level, but during the last battle between good and evil, Feng Yu was already in the late stage of transforming gods, such a cultivation level should not require her own Yuanyang.

"Puff——" Feng Yu couldn't help laughing out, "You've really been a fool all this time, so you're really not a chick?"

"Yeah." Lin Heng nodded desperately: "I have a twin formation in my soul."

"Oh, isn't it the twin formation formed with your elder brother?"

"Yes..." Lin Heng calmed down: "Well, I heard that you asked my senior brother to help you find things, so you probably won't kill me?"

"Why should I kill you?" Feng Yu picked up the cup of cold tea, tightened his fingers, and the cup immediately turned into powder: "Unless..."

"Unless what?" Lin Heng swallowed in fear.

I thought that getting the Yongxing Sword would finally be awesome, but I didn't expect to meet some people who couldn't beat them even with the sword in hand.

When you go back, you must form a pill first!

Feng Yu turned around and changed her face again, looked at Lin Heng with obscure eyes and said, "Change the suit on the bed."

"... Oh." Lin Heng obeyed obediently.

The clothes looked luxurious to the touch, and it was the red color that Lin Heng didn't like at ordinary times. This color was too similar to blood, and it was easy to cause physical nausea.

After putting it on, I saw in the mirror that a double lotus flower appeared on the clothes.

"The face doesn't look the same, but after wearing the clothes, it's interesting." Feng Yu seemed to be in a good mood. He had found too many similar faces, but none of them could imitate the temperament of that person.

Clean and pure, like stamens in the wind, blown away, leaving only fragrance.

"Who does it look like?" Lin Heng shrank his neck, always feeling that this person's eyes were not normal.

It was as if he wanted to see someone through himself.

"Come here." Feng Yu beckoned to Lin Heng.

Lin Heng's feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he took heavy steps with difficulty, moving little by little.

Feng Yu was not in a hurry, she just sat there and waited.

When Lin Heng approached, Feng Yu froze, her smile turned bitter, unable to swallow or spit it out.

"It really looks like it." Feng Yu raised her hand, wanting to touch Lin Heng's cheek.

Lin Heng quickly leaned back to avoid it.

They belong to big men, what are you touching?Is it disgusting?

"Hehe." Feng Yu chuckled twice, then withdrew her hand in mid-air, and said viciously, "It's not him, you're not him."

Lin Heng glanced at Feng Yu expressionlessly.

Brother, I am not him, I am myself, are you talking about wool?

Suddenly his eyes became so fierce, as if he wanted to eat people.

Is this person sick?

"Bang boring——" with a sound, the teacups on the table were smashed by Feng Yu, and there were broken porcelain pieces everywhere.

"Not good, not good..." Feng Yu suddenly calmed down again, and muttered in a low voice: "He doesn't like me throwing things."

Said to restore everything to the original state.

"He likes to drink tea, come here." Feng Yu beckoned to Lin Heng: "Drink tea with me."

Lin Heng wiped his face.

I hate drinking tea the most. I really don't understand why some people like such a bitter taste and feel like vomiting every time they drink it.

"...Oh." Most of the time, Lin Heng was timid when facing people who were stronger than him.

This makes a man capable of bending and stretching, and besides, this man looks like there is something wrong no matter how he looks at it.

After taking his seat, Lin Heng picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.

bitter!What a fucking pain.

But why does it feel a little familiar?

"En." Feng Yu nodded in satisfaction: "Although you are brothers, you don't look alike at all."

"Ah?" Lin Heng looked at Feng Yu inexplicably.

When did I run out bro? "You have an older brother, but your parents never told you." Feng Yu smiled, as if thinking of something: "But you are very similar in how you behave, just looking at the back, I thought you were him."

"Brother?" I've never heard of this.

"His name is Lin Xi. You have better aptitude than you with a single fire spirit root. You have excellent talent and cultivation base, but you are a bit stupid. You brothers are the same in this regard." Feng Yu seemed to recall the past, and the murderous look in his eyes slowly receded. There is an indescribable tenderness left.

"Oh..." Lin Heng didn't know how to answer.

How did you know what kind of brother he was like?

"He likes Qingshuang Sword, so I gave it to him."

"Clear Frost Sword?" Lin Heng was a little surprised.

So the Qingshuang sword belonged to his brother?

"Yes, your parents gave you the sword, but they treat you differently from Lin Xi. Lin Xi was young and promising, but you were almost pampered and grew up. Do you know why?" Feng Yu turned to look at Lin Xi Balance.

"Why...why?" In order not to be embarrassed, Lin Heng had no choice but to ask.

To be honest, I am not interested in this topic at all, and I am not the original owner.

"Because Lin Xi is dead." Feng Yu slowly lowered his head, tightly grasped his robe's hands, his knuckles were already turning white, as if he had lost all courage, he closed his eyes and said, "It's my fault."

Lin Heng scratched his head.

Sort out your thoughts, that is to say, Feng Yu killed Lin Xi?Seeing his extremely remorseful appearance, I should be able to save my own life in the name of Lin Xi.

"You killed him?" Lin Heng asked.

"Yeah." Feng Yu opened her eyes and nodded slowly: "And it was in an extremely cruel way."

"why?"

"Because..." Feng Yu turned her eyes away and stared at the tea in front of her.

For a long time, there was no sound, and the room was surprisingly quiet.

Lin Heng didn't even dare to take a breath.

"Forget it, let's call it a day." Feng Yu pushed open the door and disappeared.

Lin Heng glanced at the shattered door panel, thinking that this person is really not normal.

Why smash the door if you pushed it?

"Grand...Young Master." A head poked out from the door, it was a little girl, only twelve or thirteen years old, with no cultivation at all, just an ordinary mortal.

"Is there something wrong?" Lin Heng smiled slightly, trying to relieve the little girl's nervousness.

"Yesterday was... that person's death day. In the past, Patriarch would get drunk for three days, so don't run around tonight, Patriarch.