I became the vicious senior brother of the younger brother Baiqihehei

The young Lan Jin still called him Haotian.But Shen Xingcong left the study alone without looking back.

When he came out, the scene in front of him had changed.

Darkness spreads, and a red full moon hangs in the sky.

It is the Hundred Desolation Demon Realm.

Surrounded by several demon cultivators kneeling and obeying, the stairs floated up layer by layer.

And on the throne at the top sat a handsome man with scarlet eyes.Put your chin on your hands and fold your knees.

"Who are you?" Someone noticed Shen Xingcong and shouted, "The Demon Lord is here, why don't you kneel down?!"

Shen Xingcong glanced at him, but didn't speak.

"Where did this monk come from? Take it down as soon as possible!"

As soon as the words fell, those demon cultivators who were kneeling on the ground got up one after another and attacked with swords.

Shen Xingcong didn't get too entangled with them.

Knowing that it was an illusion, he dodged a few attacks and jumped to the top of the ladder.

Zhou Haotian was still sitting on the throne, looking up.

Opposite to those scarlet pupils.Shen Xingcong drew out his long sword until it passed.

"Zhou Haotian."

He calls out names.

Zhou Haotian smiled: "It seems that you also spy on my desire."

Shen Xingcong turned a deaf ear to it: "There are two ways to break through the illusion. One is to awaken it with spells, and the other is to kill the owner of the illusion. Which one do you think I will use?"

Zhou Haotian folded his hands: "But I don't understand why you want to kill me?"

Shen Xingcongjian got closer: "You have committed many evils in your life, what else can you ask?"

"If the orthodox monk kills me, I have nothing to say."

Obviously being pointed at by the sword, Zhou Haotian still looked calm.

"But you are also a demon cultivator, so your position should be the same as mine."

Shen Xingcong frowned.

Sure enough, this man also saw his desire.

Zhou Haotian: "You should know that monks in Lingyuanzhou have always been at odds with demon cultivators. If you help them like this now, once your identity is exposed, what will they do to you?"

"You are the least qualified to say that."

The point of the sword touched the man's neck, and there were bloodstains.

Shen Xingcong said coldly: "Mr. Lan Jin helped you before, how did you treat him?"

Hearing this, Zhou Haotian stared slightly, intending to get up.But was pressed down by the sword again.

"Lan Jin?" He asked, "You know Lan Jin? How is he now, I..."

Shen Xingcong interrupted: "Don't mention Mr.'s name!"

Zhou Haotian was speechless.After a long time, sit back.

"...then kill me."

Shen Xingcong looked at the person in front of him.

Zhou Haotian smiled lowly: "I'm also tired of lingering like this. I'm only sorry for Lan Jin in this mediocre life."

He raised his eyes again, grabbed Shen Xingcong's blade, and stabbed deeply.The force was so great that the five fingers were almost cut, and blood flowed out.

This person really wanted to die.

Shen Xingcong gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, and the frown became tighter.

Of course he wanted to kill this man.But now that the other party is taking the initiative to seek death, he suddenly feels unhappy again.

Mr. Lan Jin suffered all his life, how could he let the culprit die so lightly.

So he drew out his sword and shook off the blood on the sword: "I will take you back to Xiaoyaomen."

Zhou Haotian couldn't help but pause when he heard that.

Shen Xingcong: "But I will not let you see Mr. Lan Jin, let alone tell him where you are. You will be imprisoned in a cage for the rest of your life, tortured and tortured, and you will never be reborn."

This was clearly a scare, but Zhou Haotian's attention was elsewhere.He was taken aback for a moment, and then opened the corner of his mouth: "Lan Jin is still alive, isn't she?"

Shen Xingcong: "..."

Zhou Haotian murmured: "That's good, that's good."

where is it?

Seeing the rejoicing appearance of the person in front of him, Shen Xingcong's heart suddenly felt cloudy and depressed.

If this person had already forgotten about Mr. Lan Jin, perhaps he would not have such a big reaction.But this person just remembered, and even cared about it very much.

That being the case, why did you do that to Mr.Not to mention taking people away, but also treating people like furnaces.Damage the spiritual veins and cause the root of the disease, making it impossible for Mr. to practice.

Such a person, why is he pretending to care about Mr. here?

Shen Xingcong's lips moved slightly, and unprovoked depression surged in his body.It will explode in almost a second.

When Zhou Haotian looked up again, he happened to see this appearance.

Magic lines appeared faintly on the young man's body, and his normal pupils occasionally turned dark gold.

Originally, he wondered why this person looked like an ordinary person even though he was a demon cultivator.Only now did I realize that it was a cover-up.

"You, how did you do it?"

Zhou Haotian was surprised.

If he knew the method back then, then he—

In the next second, the neck was suddenly grabbed.

The five fingers of the person in front of him clasped his neck tightly.The neck was already wounded, but now there was an external pressure, more blood gushed out immediately.

Zhou Haotian couldn't breathe well, he could only watch his body being lifted.

It turned out that he was always like this to others.Now it was his turn.

Behind the young man is the sky and night, with a miserable red moon hanging in the sky.The phantom magicians jumped to the top of the steps one after another, and the sound of killing was endless.

The man raised his hand and snapped his fingers without looking back.

In an instant, the picture behind him seemed to freeze.All the demons bared their teeth and claws, stagnating in mid-air.

Another snap of fingers.

The illusion collapsed.The surrounding scenery is broken like a jigsaw puzzle, falling slowly.

After the fragments peeled off, a ceiling full of barrier marks was revealed.The phantom stone is placed in the center of the floor, emitting a steady stream of shimmering light.

They returned to their original place again.

And Zhou Haotian was pinched by Shen Xingcong, almost suffocating.

He struggled to open his eyes, and saw that the pupils in front of him had completely turned golden.Demonic patterns climbed up his face.His eyes were cold, and he felt a palpitating murderousness and coldness.

With this appearance, he could no longer tell that he was that glorious monk.

Pure magic.

Zhou Haotian pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty.Without further ado, close your eyes.

"boom."

Looks like he kicked something at his foot.

Shen Xing glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw that it was the portrait that had just fallen on the ground.Mr. Lan Jin above is exactly the same as the one seen in the illusion.

He shed a little bit of strength.

Zhou Haotian finally took a breath of fresh air.Then his body sank, and he fell suddenly.The tailbone hit the floor hard.

Before he could relax, he was tied up again by the spirit rope.Raising his eyes, he saw that the young man who had turned into a demon cultivator walked towards the formation without looking at him again.

After a while, the light of the phantom spirit stone dimmed.The enchantment also lost its color and became a shallow line.

The formation stopped.

The inside and outside of Zuixiang Pavilion finally returned to calm.It will not be long before those who sleep in illusions will wake up.

ended.

Zhou Haotian sat on the spot in a daze.I don't understand why Shen Xingcong let him go at the last moment.The murderous intent hidden in the opponent's eyes is definitely not hypocrisy, but how exactly did he endure it?

Shen Xingcong went to pick up the phantom spirit stone.Only then did he notice that his fingertips were covered by magic lines.

He was a little puzzled.

It stands to reason that the time is still early, how could the real body be exposed suddenly.

There were footsteps outside.

Perhaps because of the lack of spiritual power, the steps were heavier than before.

He recognized the identity of the person, it was Shen Hanling.

Sensing movement from behind the corner, Shen Hanling quickened his pace.

Just now the phantom suddenly disappeared, and the aura did not leak anymore.He guessed that Shen Xingcong had successfully unlocked the formation, so he hurried forward.

The top floor is really wide, and he can't use spells now, so he can only search from room to room.

Hearing voices now, he thought he had finally found someone.

"Brother—"

As soon as a syllable was uttered, the following words got stuck.

No one is there.

The ruins came into view, and the walls collapsed.

Inside is a room, covered with traces of enchantment in all directions.The phantom spirit stone that had lost its potency was lying alone on the ground, unable to emit any more brilliance.

Here is the eye.

However, neither the elder brother nor the pavilion master disappeared.

The sky turned white.

It wasn't until he jumped out of the window that Shen Xingcong realized that so much time had passed.

Dawn is coming.

The sun has not yet risen, only the boundary line between heaven and earth reveals a vague warm light, slightly illuminating the night sky.

Shen Xingcong grabbed Zhou Haotian and walked out for a while, then stopped suddenly.

Just now, I was so preoccupied with avoiding that I didn't think of a good way to go.Right now, I should go to Xiao Lin first, and wait until the magic lines are covered up.

Thinking of this, Shen Xingcong turned his head and looked into the distance.

The top of the attic stands tall and peaceful.I can't see the crisis that just happened at all.

Xiao Lin should still be there.Going back now, I'm afraid of bumping into Shen Hanling again.

"What are you hiding from?"

Zhou Haotian asked, "Since you have a way to hide the magic pattern, you can't use it anymore."

Shen Xingcong glanced at him, but didn't reply.

Zhou Haotian: "Or, what are the conditions for using this method..."

Before the words were finished, he suddenly felt a piercing pain and couldn't help but bend over.

Shen Xingcong: "Stop talking nonsense."

At this moment, he suddenly felt a breath approaching.

The breath is faint and almost invisible, presumably it is deliberately hidden.But it was he who caught it.

Shen Xingcong raised his hand, about to use a spiritual technique.

"Sorry sorry, please forgive me."

A black figure appeared from behind the shadow of the tree, raising its arms.

"I wanted to sneak away, but I was discovered."

When the person approached, Shen Xingcong could see the person's appearance clearly.

She has a baby face, with a dimple when she smiles, she looks young.But the eyes looked vicissitudes.At this moment, even with his hands raised, there is no sign of panic.

"Passing by here, I noticed huge aura fluctuations. I just came here out of curiosity. There is absolutely no malice."

Shen Xingcong didn't recognize this person, and the characters in the book didn't match up.But it was a little strange to see that the other party didn't react when he saw the two demon cultivators.

If it was a Lingyuanzhou monk who was traveling, he should draw his sword and face each other at this moment.

Shen Xingcong didn't recognize the boy, but the boy seemed to recognize them.

Or to be more precise, he recognized Zhou Haotian.

With round eyes, he cast his eyes on Moxiu who was bound by the spirit rope, and said hello, "I haven't seen you for many years, why are you still in such a mess?"

Zhou Haotian seemed to have just remembered this person, frowned and said: "...it was you."

"it's me."

The boy was wearing a coarse cloth jacket, and he carried a huge box on his shoulders.He waved and bowed.

"If you don't change your name if you're going or if you don't change your surname when you sit down, that's the case with Mo Shen, a medical practitioner."

Medical repair?

When he heard the young man introducing himself, Shen Xingcong was stunned.

There is no place to find if you break through the iron shoes.After searching for so long, could this person be the doctor he was looking for?

In the original work, he healed the old wounds of the female devil, and even restored her potential for cultivation.

Shen Xingcong stared closely at the person in front of him, his heart beating a little faster.

Mo Shen was originally talking to Zhou Haotian, but now he noticed another hot gaze, and couldn't help turning his head to look.

There was no murderous look in the other party's eyes, on the contrary, his pupils were flickering, seemingly extremely excited.

Mo Shen has traveled all over the world for so many years, and he is very familiar with this kind of look, so he couldn't help but smile: "It seems that there is something you want from me."

He put down his backpack and said, "I'm really in the right place for this excitement. Tell me, you don't look injured, who do you want me to save?"

Shen Xingcong arched his hands, and was about to speak, but was interrupted.

"I advise you not to believe it," Zhou Haotian stared at the boy not far away with his scarlet eyes.

"This person has always done whatever he wants. He said he wanted to save you, but he didn't know what kind of test he would put on you. As a result, his cultivation was exhausted and his spiritual roots were completely destroyed."

Mo Shen shouted innocently: "This is too unfair to me. When I met you at that time, you were already half dead. If it weren't for my kindness, how could you have lived for so long?"

Zhou Haotian snorted lightly, seemingly sneering: "It's just lingering."

Shen Xingcong probably guessed what happened after listening to the conversation between the two.

Hundreds of years ago there was a war between immortals and demons.Zhou Haotian was injured and had to flee to the mortal world to avoid being hunted down.When he was dying, he ran into this doctor.

Although Yixiu saved people, the price was that he took away his strength.

No wonder he faced Zhou Haotian effortlessly, there is actually a reason for this.

Seeing that Shen Xingcong was silent, Mo Shen smiled and said: "No matter what the reason is, what he said is not a lie. I did destroy his spiritual roots, and also lowered his cultivation by several realms. If you care, you can look for it." Others help."

The air is still a little cold, and the leaves are covered with dew.

Shen Xingcong let out a breath of white air: "If someone is treated as a cauldron, the root cause of the disease falls; the spiritual vein is injured and unable to practice. Can it be cured?"

Hearing this, Zhou Haotian was taken aback for a moment, and turned his head to look.

Mo Shen's expression remained unchanged: "It's a piece of cake."

"That's it." Shen Xingcong raised his hand, "If you want strength, get it."

Mo Shen's eyes widened slightly: "Is it okay to take them all?"

Shen Xingcong nodded.

Mo Shen: "No regrets?"

Shen Xingcong: "...Yes."

Originally, this power did not belong to him, but came by accident.

If you can use this to save your husband, you can prolong his life.Then even if you lose—

"Wait," Zhou Haotian interrupted, "What did you mean by that just now?"

Shen Xingcong looked over, but didn't answer.

"The cauldron? The spirit veins are destroyed? What are you talking about!?"

This was probably the first time Zhou Haotian was so emotional since falling into the illusion.

He was bound by the spirit rope all over, still struggling to lean forward.

Shen Xingcong: "..."

Shen Xingcong: "You don't remember?"

Zhou Haotian: "Remember, remember?"

"Well," Mo Shen rubbed his chin and said, "I have indeed heard a saying. The human body functions to protect itself, and will subconsciously avoid some memories. If you have done something, you can remember relatively good memories. .”

……escape.

Shen Xingcong originally had only negative emotions towards Zhou Haotian.But after hearing this word, there was a trace of "compassion" for no reason.

It's not sympathy, but "pity" that this person is so weak inside.

Even though Mr. Lan Jin suffered all kinds of hardships, he never escaped.

On the contrary, this person, the chief culprit who caused all the evil results, couldn't stand the inner torture first, and chose to forget.

Comparing the two, the latter seems even more pathetic.

As if finally recalling the past, Zhou Haotian couldn't support his body any longer and bent down.

He remembered that he once used Lan Jin as a furnace.

Because that person clearly liked him, but he didn't respond in the slightest.He was annoyed, wanted to make the man regret it, make the man react differently.

——Even if it was the look in his eyes that hated him.

So much so that by the end, it was almost numb.

When he saw Lan Jin lying on the soft couch like a puppet, Zhou Haotian felt fear in his heart.

He screwed up everything.

Shen Xingcong looked at the people beside him describing the pain, then raised his head again.

Zhou Haotian: "Then, use my strength..."

"Ah, no, no." Mo Shen flatly refused, "You only have scum left on your body, and it's useless for me to take it."

"……dross."

Hearing this description, Zhou Haotian's expression seemed desperate, but also felt ridiculous.

I think he has longed to reach the top all his life, and he will do anything for it.

As a result, most of my life is like a mouse dodging around, panicking all day long.

In the end, nothing but scum remained.

Mo Shen stopped talking to this person, and said to Shen Xingcong with a smile on his face, "Where is the person you mentioned? In case you think I'm lying, I'll show you a few tricks first."

Shen Xingcong shook his head: "Not here."

Mo Shen: "Where is that? Is it far away?"

Shen Xingcong: "Lingyuan Continent."

Hearing this, Mo Shen's eyes widened again, seemingly extremely surprised: "It's not a demon cultivator?"

When he was confirmed, his expression showed a hint of meaning.

"I used to think that Moxiu was selfish and selfish. I didn't expect that I was short-sighted."

After he finished muttering, he approached: "Since the journey is far away, can you introduce me to collect some travel expenses?"

After finishing speaking, he wanted to reach out to Shen Xingcong.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly descended from the sky.The clothes fluttered and inserted between the two.

Feeling the murderous intent coming, Mo Shen immediately jumped back.However, it was still a step too late.The shoulder straps were cut, and the luggage fell heavily to the ground.

Mo Shen was afraid.

If he hadn't reacted in time, his throat might have been cut.

Looking at the person in front of him again, he was a handsome young man.Can't see the cultivation base.

But since it was able to approach silently, it seems to be quite powerful.

Shen Xingcong also had a meal.

Suddenly seeing Xiao Lin appearing, he was a little unresponsive.

Just when he was about to ask, he saw the blade of his sword flipped, and it was actually coming towards him.

Sensing the cold sword intent, Shen Xingcong froze.

Xiao Lin: "Brother, what do you mean by that?"

After finally meeting again but hearing this, Shen Xingcong was puzzled, "Huh?"

"Give up your cultivation." Xiao Lin said, "Brother actually wants to do this for that person?"

Shen Xingcong: "Yes, but he wants to exchange conditions..."

Xiao Lin: "If you don't agree, just kill him."

Hearing this, Mo Shen immediately squatted down to pack his bags.

As soon as the hand was about to touch it, it was stabbed by a spirit blade.Almost cut my palm.

He dared not move.

Shen Xingcong frowned: "Xiao Lin."

He was a little displeased that the other party easily said murderous words several times.

Xiao Lin: "Are you angry?"

Shen Xingcong was speechless for a moment: "No."

Xiao Lin: "Liar."

Shen Xingcong: "Xiao Lin, I—"

However, Xiao Lin didn't listen to him, and pointed the tip of his sword to the other side.

Zhou Haotian was bound by the spirit rope all over, squatting on the ground, describing decadence.

Xiao Lin: "Why didn't you kill this person?"

Shen Xingcong: "I want to take him back."

He paused, "Since this person once held a high position in the Hundred Desolation Demon Realm, he might also know some secrets."

Xiao Lin looked at him for a while, then smiled and said, "Senior Brother, I don't dare."

"No." Shen Xingcong retorted, "I wouldn't dare. I was going to kill just now, if it wasn't for..."

His words froze.

If he hadn't seen the portrait of Mr. Lan Jin.

Shen Xingcong had never killed anyone.But if he was facing an enemy, he felt that he could do it.

But he clearly realized that this would be a boundary.

With inexhaustible power, killing anyone would be as easy as crushing an ant.Once he crossed this psychological line of defense, I'm afraid he won't hesitate in the future.

"..."

Even if you become a demon cultivator, you can maintain your mind and not be disturbed by the infinitely magnified dark side in your heart.

He wants to prove it.

But when he was about to kill Zhou Haotian just now, he was completely controlled by negative emotions.

So much so that he couldn't restrain the emergence of the magic pattern, exposing his true body.

Killing Zhou Haotian is naturally easy.But he wished he could do it sanely.

And rational thinking, two-phase trade-offs.The result is that he wants Zhou Haotian to pay for what he has done more than killing people.

"Anyway," Shen Xingcong said, "I will take him back to the door and listen to Master."

Xiao Lin stared at him speechlessly for a long time, then looked away.

Shen Xingcong thought he had persuaded someone, and was about to ask Xiao Lin to withdraw his sword.He saw him raise his sword.

Shen Xingcong's complexion changed slightly: "Wait—"

However it was too late.

Sword Qi swung out.

Zhou Haotian sat on the ground decadently, motionless.

He just lifted his lower eyelids, and the scarlet eyes reflected the sharp sword light.

Probably fell into hallucinations several times, and his mind went wrong.

The moment the blade plunged into the skin, he vaguely saw a familiar figure.

It was the only light in his gloomy life, but it was destroyed by him himself.

He opened his mouth to apologize, but couldn't utter another word.

The blade cut his neck.

He stared wide-eyed and watched the man go further and further away without looking back.

what……

In the next second, blood spattered everywhere.

"Boom."

The head fell.The headless male corpse remained in a sitting position, and blood spewed out of its neck like a fountain.

Shen Xingcong froze on the spot, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Due to the loss of support, the body fell to the side.The blood quickly soaked the soil, staining it a dark color.

"Wow..." Mo Shen was also dumbfounded.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to recover."

Sensing movement in front of him, Shen Xingcong cast his gaze.

The man looked sideways.

Perhaps because of the close distance, some blood was stained on the bridge of the nose.

"If senior brother is indecisive, let me do it."

Xiao Lin's eyes slightly curved.Those dark pupils, which seemed to be soaked in mud, shone with an unnatural dim light.

"Please don't worry. Brother can save that person even if he doesn't contribute his strength."

Shen Xingcong's focus finally converged.

It was the first time he felt such emotions on Xiao Lin.

Covering the other arm with the palm of his hand, he tried his best to cover up the trembling of his body.

Xiao Lin...it really is Xiao Lin.