The villain is a disaster [Rebirth]

Shangguan Yun's eyesight and insight are not as good as his, and now he looks completely blind.

In addition to chattering about the situation opposite Jing Wuyou, he also complained a few words about why the senior brother had suddenly extinguished the firefly, which made him flustered inexplicably.

Jing Wuyou simply thought that he was a fly lingering in his ears, and his noise was disturbing, so he automatically blocked him, ignored him, and continued to stare at the front without taking his eyes off it.

He wanted to see it clearly again, but this time, it was counterproductive, and he couldn't see anything.

The sky is dark in front of his eyes, and the sword is screaming in his ears.

It seemed that the scene just now was just a flash in the pan, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was an illusion.

Suddenly, he felt a coldness on his cheek, and just feeling strange, he stretched out his hand to touch it lightly.

And when he touched it, he touched a piece of snow and frost glowing with a faint silver light.

For some reason, the calmness that the female ghost cultivator was still holding was swept away in an instant, and she yelled, "What the hell are you!?"

As long as someone with a little foundation can hear her heart-piercing roar, at the same time, she also hides some traces of fear that are difficult to detect.

And these sullen expressions are just to cover up the timidity of self-deception and dare not admit it.

Regarding the female ghost cultivator's question, Feng Chiling didn't even say a word.

In the boundless darkness, the eye-catching golden light was gradually replaced by the silver blue like a millennium frost, and it flashed more rapidly in the air. In the end, only a clear "boom" was heard, and the female ghost cultivator felt a pain in her throat. Pain, the jet-black blood that was exactly the same as that of Heitan was soaring three feet in an instant.

Since she couldn't make a sound, she forcibly swallowed back the scream that was stuck in her throat, and fell to the ground, sobbing slightly, with a look of panic on her face.

The green flame, like the ghostly fire in the underworld, lighted up again, and the flames were burning in clusters. This time, it was completely different from the feeling it gave people before. Meaning, very weird.

The female ghost raised her head tremblingly, half of Feng Chiling's face was hidden in the dark, but the other half of her face was clearly illuminated by the light.

But the moment the female ghost Xiu looked at him, her eyeball was pierced by a sharp icicle, and she opened her mouth to whimper, but she couldn't utter a word.

Impossible, this person cannot be so calm!

He should have a splitting headache right now, but why does he look completely fine!

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Feng Chiling chuckled, slowly squatted down, reached out and grabbed the female ghost Xiu's hair and pulled it out violently, a few black strands fell to the ground, and whispered in her ear: "Do you want to see your son?"

The voice seemed to be filled with magical power, but the words that came out of the mouth made the female ghost Xiu's heart hang again.

"Woooooooo..."

Unable to speak, the female ghost cultivator used her spiritual sense to forcefully talk to him: "What do you want to do..."

Feng Chiling said with a sneer, "Neng, your son."

The fireflies suddenly flourished, covering a small figure walking out from the corner.

The puppet that fell from above was not damaged except for a slightly sunken face.

The puppet's walking posture was very stiff, and its facial expression was tense and motionless, as if being manipulated by someone, it walked straight in front of the female ghost cultivator.

Jing Wuyou was rather surprised: "Strange."

"What's the matter?" Shangguan Yun heard that there was a problem with his tone of voice, and couldn't help but glance at him for a moment of curiosity.

But when he looked, he was blinded by the strong fluorescent light, turned his head in a hurry, closed his eyes suddenly, and said with all his strength: "I must be dreaming, wake me up, wake me up and I will wake up!" !"

Jing Wuyou: "Don't make noise."

Seeing him walking towards her, the dirty face of the female ghost Xiu who was soaked in blood also showed a little bit of warmth.

She raised her arms with great effort, made an open posture, smiled haggardly, her throat that had been pierced through a hole trembled, and said in a hoarse voice: "Good boy, mother knows, you will definitely wake up." .Come on, let's go home."

The puppet stood still in front of the female ghost Xiu, staring at her expressionlessly.

What was reflected in the dark pupils was the gentle smile of the female ghost cultivator, which contained maternal love.

He stared straight at such a face for a moment, and suddenly smiled without any warning, and that smile was particularly ferocious and terrifying because of the exaggerated upward arc of the corners of his mouth.

The sudden piercing of the abdomen almost caused the soul of the female ghost cultivator to fly out of the sky.

She opened her eyes wide and stared blankly at the person in front of her, the surprise and puzzlement in her expression almost overflowed.

But before she opened her mouth to whisper a few words, the person in front of her bared her teeth, rushed forward, and pressed her to the ground with a smile, bleeding profusely, screaming endlessly.

Different from before, being treated like this by the closest relatives added a wail to this miserable scream.

Even Shangguan Yun couldn't bear to listen any longer, so he hurriedly pushed the junior brother beside him, frowned and said, "I didn't say that, this scream is too miserable, what happened to senior brother?"

Jing Wuyou remained unmoved, and said: "It seems that the son of the female ghost is killing her."

"What!?" Shangguan Yun was surprised, "I saw that thing was still motionless last night, like a puppet without any consciousness, how could it be possible to do such a cruel thing now?"

Jing Wuyou was also very puzzled.

A mere "thing" with no heart or soul can also be said to be a substitute, how could it be possible to have its own consciousness to act in a blink of an eye.

unless--

Skipping over there, he looked at the back of the elder brother who was standing still.

After a cursory look, I can't see why.After taking a closer look, he spotted a puddle of black gas condensed on the two fingers covered by the water-colored robe.

There are occasional traces of ice blue flowing in the black mist, and countless nearly transparent silver threads are half floating in the air, and the place where they converge is on the puppet.

Now, Jing Wuyou understood.

——Brother, he is manipulating the puppet.

However, the elder brother stabbed her more than dozens of times with the sword before, and it didn't seem to cause much trauma to the female ghost cultivator. He was still making trouble, just driving the puppet, would it really work?

Turns out, it really works.

The spirit of the female ghost cultivator was obviously on the verge of collapse. Two bloody tears flowed from her dry eye sockets. She wanted to reach out to hug the person who gave her such pain, but her hands were mercilessly wrung off, and she collapsed on the bed soaked in blood. on the cold ground.

Feng Chiling patted the puppet's shoulder with fierce eyes, handed him the golden sword in his hand, took another step back, and watched with his hands behind his back.

The puppet gladly took it, held the sword in both hands in front of his chest, and stepped on the female ghost Xiu's abdomen, which was too messed up to look straight at. Under her gaze, he smiled ferociously.

When tears flickered on the edge of her eyes, the ghost cultivator gave a soft laugh and blurted out: "The fate of natural disasters is really extraordinary. Sooner or later... you will kill everyone around you because of this. I love you!" Yes, those who hate you will die because they know you."

"As the chief culprit, you, too, will never be reborn!!!"

At the end of the sentence, immediately, it was a slash of the sword.

The slightly golden sword stood upright like this.

The dust settles here.

The eye-catching fireflies finally faded gradually, returning to the faint and clear light as before.

The surrounding cliffs collapsed suddenly, and they seemed to be falling apart.

Jing Wuyou and Shangguan Yun panicked and ran out from the corner.

Large and small stones fell from the sky, perhaps shocked by the sudden collapse, the breathing of the two seemed to be still at this moment.

Panicked, Feng Chiling rushed to the back of the two juniors, picked up one in each hand, and before leaving, kicked the golden sword stuck in the ground, kicked it up, and put it in the bag temporarily.

Standing on the Suxue Sword, he purposely flew around and staggered.

Shangguan Yun was so frightened that his palms sweated, and he yelled, "Elder brother, your sword control skills... I, I'm a little scared."

Feng Chiling: "Hmph."

Shangguan Yun thought for a while, pouted and said, "You can't take my golden sword for yourself."

Feng Chiling said coldly: "The devil wants this crap."

He just kept it temporarily.

Even if this sword is real and somewhat famous, it won't hurt to keep it by your side when dealing with ghosts.

But he didn't bother to use other people's "broken copper and rotten iron", and planned to hand it over to Luo Xiao when he got back, and return it to Shangguan Yun when he was able to control it.

Because at present, this sword is just a piece of scrap iron for Shangguan Yun who has nothing to learn, and it is of no benefit.

Even though he was extremely curious about the appearance of the elder brother, Jing Wuyou was carried flying like this, and he had no ability to look back at all.

But even if he has the ability, he doesn't seem to have the courage.

Judging from this tone, the senior brother's current mood... seems to be really bad.

Although Feng Chiling doesn't always have a good posture and a good accent when talking to people, at least it doesn't give people the feeling of being inaccessible like now.

Leaping over many cliffs, as soon as her toes landed on the ground, Feng Chiling let go of Shangguan Yun and Jing Wuyou, and before they could look back, said: "The Spirit Void Realm is open!"

Four white lights meandered across the eyes, and four little foxes with snow-white fur came into view.

Shangguan Yunren could still laugh in this situation, pointed to one of them, and said in surprise, "Hey, you are not..."

Feng Chiling interrupted: "Take the two of them out and make arrangements."

If it was in the past, when they heard him say the word "arrangement", the little foxes would have tacitly interpreted it as silence, but in a blink of an eye, they saw that the two teenagers looked familiar, and after a closer look, they found that it was just a few days ago. Luo Xiao's new disciple did not make a mistake and cause disaster.

A little fox with brown pupils said, "Brother Ling, what about you?"

Feng Chiling kicked the snow under her feet, held the handle and swept it towards the air, and said coldly: "Turn this place upside down."

Do you think it's over if you die and the illusion collapses?

Can't be reborn forever?

I would like to see who will never be reborn forever.

Jing Wuyou, who was being supported by the little fox, turned around with difficulty, and he didn't have time to wonder when the elder brother started covering his entire face with a fan, and persuaded: "This place is going to collapse, it's too much. Dangerous, forget it."

Compared to believing in Feng Chiling's ability, Jing Wuyou was more worried about his safety.

But the other party didn't think so.

This kid didn't hear what the female ghost Xiu said before, and he didn't understand that these words happened to be his backlash, so naturally he couldn't understand it, and couldn't understand it.

Of course, it is best not to experience it.

After a while, Feng Chiling called out, "Worriless."

Jing Wuyou replied: "What's the matter, senior brother."

Feng Chiling: "Give me back the mask."

Hearing this, Jing Wuyou took a step forward and handed her both hands.

After hesitating for a moment, Feng Chiling reached out to take it, quickly put it on without leaving any gaps, retracted the fan, and said, "After you go back, take care of your wounds."

Jing Wuyou shook his head, and said solemnly: "I don't, unless Eldest Brother goes back with us."

The air seemed to be stagnant for a while, and there were endless loud noises around.

Under such circumstances, Feng Chiling let out a barely audible snort, and said in a gentle voice: "Stinky boy, you have a good idea."