I became the vicious senior brother of the younger brother Baiqihehei

Shen Xingcong stared blankly at the person in front of him.He was almost aphasic, and couldn't utter a word for a long time.

He thought Xiao Lin was crazy, otherwise how could he say such nonsense.

Kill everyone and take over the sect?

What's the point of taking a sect name in vain.

Obviously in the original book, the other party went to the Hundred Desolation Demon Realm alone after slaughtering Shimen, leaving no meaning at all.

"Don't be kidding." Shen Xingcong wanted to move his hand away, "Time is running out, you should hurry up—"

"The one who is joking is obviously the senior brother."

The words were interrupted, and the fingertips behind the ears were even more forceful.

As if thin ice had been swept across his skin, Shen Xingcong couldn't help getting goose bumps all over his body.

"If senior brother insists on staying, then I can only do so."

"Or, brother leave these people behind and follow me."

"Either way, let me get rid of the obstacles. Senior brother got his wish and stayed in Lingyuan Continent."

Xiao Lin's tone was extremely light, as if he was about to blend into the night.

"Brother, how are you going?"

When he saw the sea of ​​blood on Wuchang Peak, Shen Xingcong realized one thing.

Xiao Lin was hiding something from him.

It was clear that the spirit root had already been repaired and his cultivation level had increased greatly, but he deliberately made a disguise—in order to let him relax his vigilance.

It's just that there are too many emotions rushing into his head at once, and he doesn't even have time to mind it.

And when Xiao Lin repeated the words of "killing" again, he finally realized that the other party was serious.The first reaction is whether you can stop it.

His cultivation stagnated eight years ago.Since the accidental ascension to the fusion stage, there has been no progress.

Because of his demonic cultivation physique, he could no longer adapt to the cultivation methods of orthodox monks.And he didn't want to learn the crooked cultivation skills of the demon cultivator.

So since eight years ago, he has not been diligent.

Xiao Lin, on the other hand, practiced day after day and made progress day after day.After a superficial perception, he knew that the other party's cultivation base was no lower than his own.

Or, would it be above oneself?

Shen Xingcong was not quite sure.

But if they want to stop it, it will inevitably mean that the two will draw their swords at each other.Can he do it.

Xiao Lin noticed the movement of aura in Shen Xingcong's body.He paused his hands and narrowed his eyes slightly: "It seems that brother has a third choice."

Shen Xingcong didn't want to do anything to Xiao Lin.

But if Xiao Lin really wanted to kill other disciples, he had to stop it.

"Please," he said hoarsely, "go away."

But instead of leaving, Xiao Lin approached him further, wrapping his arms around him.

Hypothermia, cold hugs.Shen Xingcong vaguely smelled a familiar smell.Going deeper, it is thick and bloody.

His eyes flicked over the shoulders of the person in front of him, and he saw the people lying on the ground again.

It was these hands that did it.

"Brother broke the contract again."

Xiao Lin rested his chin on the man's shoulder, but his eyes were not far ahead.The pupils of the eyes are pitch black, bottomless.

"For you, the teacher is more important."

Shen Xingcong clenched and loosened his fingers.

"No, no."

Xiao Lin's pupils moved to the left, and Shen Xingcong's neck came into view.Because of being covered by the high crown and long hair, only some skin is vaguely exposed.The slender lines don't go over the collar, going straight to the depth.

He reached over.

Before Shen Xingcong could respond, the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.Then it hurts.

Xiao Lin just bit down on it, his sharp teeth seemed to pierce his blood vessels.

Shen Xingcong subconsciously wanted to push the person away.But Xiao Lin hugged him so tightly that he couldn't break free all at once.On the contrary, it hurts more because of the pulling of the neck.

There is warm liquid running down.

Shen Xingcong guessed that his neck was bleeding, even soaking through his collar.

He grabbed Xiao Lin's skirt and lowered his head: "...you don't need blood anymore."

The voice is dry and a little nasal.

He made no more resistance.

Because he realized Xiao Lin's true nature again, he felt cold; but Xiao Lin's words and deeds to him made him feel unbearable.

So in the end, he could only let Xiao Lin bite his neck.

Xiao Lin let go.

"This is revenge. Brother has repeatedly breached the contract."

Shen Xingcong: "I..."

"But it doesn't matter."

Xiao Lin brushed the bloody hole with his palm.The dim light lit up, reflecting the beautiful but expressionless face.

The wound has healed, with only a little blood remaining.

"From now on, it doesn't matter even if Senior Brother values ​​others again."

The white light disappeared and his eyes darkened.

"Just kill them all."

Hearing this cold sentence, Shen Xingcong was stunned.Then it was released, and the person in front of him took a few steps back, with a smile on his face again.

"As long as there are no other people, I must be number one in the heart of my senior brother. Isn't it?"

The smile was too bright, as if it came from the heart.

But Shen Xingcong's scalp tingled when he heard it.

Because of this undisguised killing intent.It was as if trapped in the suffocating darkness, making people breathless.

Xiao Lin is serious.

"Absolutely not."

It took a long time for Shen Xingcong to hear his own voice.

He held the hand of the person in front of him, and his breathing was a little short: "Never kill innocent people indiscriminately."

Xiao Lin lowered his eyes and said, "Even if you make the senior brother break the contract, how can you be innocent?"

Shen Xingcong: "I didn't—"

Xiao Lin smiled lightly, and stretched out his arms.In the next second, several spiritual blades were floating around him.

"Don't worry. I will take my brother away when I can no longer tolerate others in my heart."

"Master, the connection is broken."

After Murong tried several times to send messages in his brain to no avail, he informed Elder Jing Xin of the news.

Elder Jing Xin said silently, but did not respond immediately.

Murong looked around.Here is Xiaoyaomen, located at the foot of Fengyu Mountain, about a stick of incense away from Huimen.

But since they arrived here half an hour ago, they haven't moved.

Murong spoke again.

"Master, the life and death of senior sister and junior brother are uncertain. If we don't hurry up, what are we doing here?"

Elder Jingxin: "Wait."

Murong was in a hurry: "Wait any longer, senior brothers and sisters may be in danger!"

It may have been unexpected.

Elder Jing Xin was far less optimistic than his disciples, and his mood sank.

After sensing the death of Elder Ling, he immediately sent a message to the other elders in his mind to inquire about the situation.

The longer the journey, the more spiritual power will be consumed, and it will put great pressure on the spirit.Unless it is a last resort, no matter how advanced the cultivation base is, very few monks will choose to do so.

But the situation is urgent.Elder Jingxin didn't care about so much, and was far away in the secret realm, so he got in touch with Xiaoyaomen, which was far away from him.

And the resulting response.Something happened to Elder Ling, and the culprit was even his disciple.

... Xiao Lin.

Meditating on this name, Elder Jing Xin was puzzled.He has clearly detected the other party's spiritual root, but he is only an ordinary talent, and he can't sense any demonic aura.Will it suddenly burst out that it is a demon seed?

Since Elder Ke Ling had fallen, he had no choice but to believe it.

The battle was in full swing.He promptly contacted his other disciples and asked them to wake up the suzerain first just in case.

After all, he has been in seclusion all year round, and unless the danger alarms him, monks usually don't notice the changes around them.

He also seized the time to leave the secret realm and rush to the sect.

How long has this period passed?

Later, neither Yu Fei nor Yunxiu could get in touch.The same goes for the other elders.

He had to think of the worst.That is, Xiao Lin's strength is too strong, so that the entire sect can't control it.

This fact is shocking, but it can only be explained in this way.Then he also immediately realized that even if he rushed with Murong, he might not be able to subdue Xiao Lin.

So he paused, as a last resort.

He tried to send a message to the Sovereign.

People in retreat are easily disturbed if they are suddenly disturbed.Therefore, most monks will block outside information.Before entering the gate, other people's spiritual energy will be blocked back.

Therefore, Elder Jing Xin didn't know if it was useful, and he didn't dare to talk too much.After briefly explaining the situation, he waited in place.

and so on.

As long as the suzerain leaves the customs, then he can still be saved from Xiaoyaomen.

Another half stick of incense passed by.Murong couldn't sit still anymore, he stood up: "If the master dare not go back, then I will let my disciples rescue me."

After he finished speaking, he was about to turn around, but was stopped by Jingxin.

"Hold on."

Murong's tone was rarely seen excited: "Master, I'm really worried about senior sister and younger brother..."

"Get ready." Elder Jing Xin looked moved, "The sect master is going out."

I don't know when the sky was overcast with clouds, overlapping and blocking the bright moon, pressing down heavily.

Shen Xingcong stood where he was, feeling the powerful coercion coming from him.Tighten your mouth.

Originally, Xiao Lin promised to give him time to heal everyone before leaving together.Because he refused, he was given two choices.

Either go together; or slaughter the whole family.

Now, the situation has progressed to the point of no return.

Judging from Xiao Lin's meaning, it seems that no matter what choice he makes, he will kill the disciple.

He wanted to be perfunctory at first.Let's talk coaxing first, and wait until the same door is cured.

But the other party saw through his lie.

And when he spoke the truth, it made things worse.

Shen Xingcong wanted to struggle one last time: "I see, I'll go with you, and I won't say anything about separation. Stop!"

Xiao Lin didn't reply, but turned his head, his eyes flicked over the disciples one by one.Finally, it stopped on Yunxiu and Yu Fei.

The two lay on their backs and on their sides.The naked eye can see that the aura in the body is gradually dissipating.When the spiritual power is completely exhausted, it is the time to die.

"Them first."

Xiao Lin raised his hand.The spiritual blades around him immediately flew out, attacking the unconscious two people.

Zai Rui was about to stab into the chests of the two, but was blocked with a bang.The spirit blade fell out and dissipated in the air.

"Xiao Lin!"

His tone was one of unconcealable irritation.

Xiao Lin paused and turned to look.

The figure of Shen Xingcong came into view.The clothes rattled because of the burst of aura, and the golden light jumped among them.The five fingers are spread out, and the spiritual thread is entangled between the fingers, looming.

His brows were furrowed, if he wanted to say it was anger, it wasn't quite the same.

Xiao Lin turned around, his eyes slightly bent: "Brother, are you serious?"

Shen Xingcong had never been so disgusted with Xiao Lin's smile.

At first he was terrified.Because the other party always has such a cold smile, like a monster in human skin.

Then it was cute.Because of desire in his heart, Xiao Lin's every move had a different meaning in his eyes.

But until now, when he saw this mechanical behavior with no warmth, just the flesh and blood, he only felt bored in his heart.

Anxiety is like ants gnawing at my heart, lingering.

"Xiao Lin." Shen Xingcong's voice sank, "It's still too late to turn around now."

Xiao Lin re-suspended a circle of spiritual blades around his body: "Why should I turn back?"

"Brother," he said, "it's clear that they have degenerated into demons, so why protect them?"

Shen Xingcong: "..."

"I," he said, "this has nothing to do with my identity."

"It doesn't matter." Xiao Lin repeated.

"Once the senior brother's identity is exposed, he will also encounter what happened today. Even so, the senior brother still doesn't regret it?"

Shen Xingcong naturally understood this truth.

He has degenerated into a demon cultivator, and he is naturally at odds with the monks of Lingyuanzhou.Even Mr. Lan Jin, once he knew his true identity, would probably immediately draw his sword to face him.

Shen Xingcong couldn't blame him.

Because he knows Mr.'s past, and he also knows that the confrontation between immortals and demons is a contradiction that has formed for a long time, and it cannot be changed by his own efforts.

So even if his identity is exposed in the future and he ends up in the same situation as Xiao Lin——

Shen Xingcong closed his eyes.

"I just want to follow my heart."

His heart, his desire.

As much as he cared about Xiao Lin, he also cared about his master and Jingxin Peak.

If you let him go against his heart and let him go, then day after day of suffering will follow.

He couldn't stand it.

"...It really is senior brother."

Xiao Lin seemed to have guessed his response.With a slight hook of the finger, the spiritual blade around the body immediately expanded a circle.

"Then, I will also follow my heart."

Sensing the spiritual pressure coming towards his face, Shen Xingcong's body tensed up.

It seemed that this battle was inevitable.

Xiao Lin concealed the growth of his cultivation.But with his state of fusion, it is not impossible to win with all his strength.

But that also meant he couldn't hold back.

Because once a flaw is revealed, Xiao Lin will inevitably be restrained.Until then the situation is irreversible.

Shen Xingcong's fingers were entwined with silk threads, and the golden light became brighter.He also urged the spiritual energy in his body to resist the attacking spiritual pressure.

The disciples of the same school don't know how long they can last, so they must make a quick decision.

There was a dark golden light in his eyes, and his robe bulged due to the spread of spiritual pressure.The thread expands outward.

He put all his attention on Xiao Lin, clearly perceiving the flow of spiritual power in the opponent's body.

However, the clearer it is, the deeper the desolation in my heart.

Why on earth did he and Xiao Lin become like this?

Previous intimacy seemed like an illusion.He almost doubted whether it was real, or just a fantasy that existed in his mind.

Xiao Lin's frowns and smiles are so familiar, yet extremely strange.

And for some reason, even though the other party had awakened the spirit blade, he didn't take the initiative to strike.Just watch him quietly.

"..."

If this continues, he will definitely hesitate again.

Shen Xingcong gritted his teeth.

With force from the fingertips, the silk thread rises up, and strikes forward with lightning speed—!

In an instant, a message was heard in his mind.

【stop. 】

This sound transmission is not an ordinary communication, but a spiritual word.The moment he heard it, Shen Xingcong actually stopped.

Although it was only half a second, it still made him stop successfully.

Can you restrain him?

Shen Xingcong was shocked.In this way, the cultivation of this person must be close to him, or even above him.

However, when he searched around with his spiritual sense, he couldn't find anyone.

The words continued to ring.

[Take Xiao Lin away. 】

In order not to reveal his flaws, although Shen Xingcong was communicating with this stranger in his mind, his eyes still fell on Xiao Lin: 【Who are you? 】

[Pu Jiutian. 】

When hearing the name, Shen Xingcong couldn't help being taken aback.

This is clearly the name of the suzerain of Xiaoyaomen.He has been in retreat since he entered the door, and now he finally came out?

Since he was able to stop him from attacking just now, Shen Xingcong had no doubts about the identity of this person.

But he didn't understand why the suzerain wanted to stop him.

[There are too many injured, fear of harming the innocent.Now a net has been laid outside the door, you need to lead people over.Once the magic cultivator shows up, capture it immediately. 】

As if he heard what he was thinking, Park Zongzhu immediately sent an explanation.

【ASAP. 】

The communication was disconnected, Shen Xingcong was still hesitating, but he heard the person in front of him speak again.

"Who is the brother communicating with?"

Shen Xingcong paused before realizing that he had just lost his mind.Focusing his eyes, he saw Xiao Lin approaching at some point.

He tilted his head: "Even if it's a fight, senior brother doesn't want to just focus on me?"

Shen Xingcong frowned, and took away the spiritual pressure.

Xiao Lin stopped.

Shen Xingcong lowered his head: "I won't fight you anymore."

Xiao Lin smiled: "What did that person tell you just now?"

Shen Xingcong didn't reply.

Because he knew that even if he tried to quibble, Xiao Lin would easily see through him.

It happened so suddenly that he didn't know what to do.

The suzerain said it well.If he fights Xiao Lin here, it is very likely that he will hurt those who are already dying.

It can be said that he wants to lure people away, but he can't think of a way.

Because of the conversation just now, Xiao Lin will definitely make a move.If he leaves first, the other party may not follow.

Furthermore.

Think about the sky and the earth in the suzerain's mouth.If Xiao Lin was really captured, the other monks would definitely kill him.

Shen Xingcong only felt that he was on top of a cliff.One step forward is the endless abyss, and behind it is a ferocious beast.

Whether it is advancing or retreating, there is no way to go.

Shen Xingcong raised his eyes: "Do you still remember the illusion of desire?"

Xiao Lin: "Brother asked what this is for."

Shen Xingcong was silent.

Perhaps the only way to arouse Xiao Lin's interest is to start with desire.

Because he remembers clearly.In the boundless darkness and nothingness, there is only one light and shadow.The phantom with the same appearance as him is half naked/naked and shackled by iron chains.

At first he thought it was Xiao Lin who hated him; later, his mind was connected, so he didn't think about it any more.

Now recalling it again, he finally understood the meaning of the "shackles".

Possessive.

That's why Xiao Lin didn't allow him to think about other things, even to the point of killing those people.

It's like a ticking time/bomb, now it's just exploding prematurely.

And now, he needs to use this "timer/bomb".

In order to get rid of this dilemma.Not only to save the disciples, but also to protect Xiao Lin.

Seeing that Shen Xingcong did not answer for a long time, Xiao Lin looked away.

Just as he was about to make a move, his arm was caught.Then his shoulders sank, and he was pushed back forcefully.

Because he didn't feel the killing intent, Xiao Lin didn't take precautions.

At the same time as he fell down, countless golden spiritual threads appeared in front of his eyes, as if they wanted to wrap him and the person in front of him.Form an impenetrable giant cocoon.

There is grass under him, and the man is on top of him.Due to the isolation of the spirit net, he could no longer smell the blood in the air.

The shoulders are held up.The person on the body looked down at him, his long hair drooping due to gravity.The hair brushed against the cheek, a little itchy.

"I'll go with you to the Hundred Desolation Demon Realm."

Hearing this, Xiao Lin raised his hand to touch Shen Xingcong's cheek.

"Of course I'm glad that brother changed his mind," he said with a smile, "but wait until I kill those people first..."

"In exchange."

Shen Xingcong interrupted, "I won't want your blood anymore."

Xiao Lin paused.

"Get along with you as a magician—until you get tired of it."

Because the desire in Xiao Lin's heart is not "him", but "magic cultivator".

In the illusion, the "Magic Cultivator" was covered with chains all over his body.The neck was even trapped by a huge shackle.

Shen Xingcong covered the back of Xiao Lin's hand and moved it to his neck.

Adam's apple moves up and down slightly.

"Anything is fine."