Save the beautiful and tragic hero

Liao Zhiyuan's expression was distorted to the extreme.

He tried several times to say the man's name.

However, every time he was about to spit out key words, his throat seemed to be stuffed with thick cotton, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound.

At this juncture, it is impossible for Liao Zhiyuan not to notice something is wrong.

"Damn it, he must be playing tricks..." Liao Zhiyuan cursed in a low voice, and there was an unbearable colic in his chest, which made his face drip with cold sweat in just a moment.

His body trembled like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, and he had to humbly beg for mercy from Hu Luyan.

"He used the silence technique on me. I can't say his name. If you want to know, I will find a way to tell you, okay? I have no grievances with you. If I didn't accept his task, I would How could you attack you for no reason? There is a wrong and a debt, please let me go."

Hu Luyan looked at him condescendingly, with indifference in his eyes: "How else can you tell me?"

Liao Zhiyuan thought about it with difficulty, and answered intermittently: "Ten days after finishing the mission, he will contact me again, asking me to recount the process and results to him in detail. Today is the first day, and I will wait another nine days. I can receive his sound transmission."

Hu Luyan raised his eyebrows.

Liao Zhiyuan raised his head and stared at Hu Luyan's snow-white face, hoping to see some similarities with Demon Lord Lin Chong from it, but he also knew that the other party must have used a magic weapon to change his appearance. In vain.

After giving up, he continued: "When the time comes, start with his sound transmission talisman, maybe you will be able to guess his identity."

Hearing this, the corners of Hu Luyan's mouth slowly raised an arc, and he smiled approvingly: "As expected of the leader of the gang, his brain is more flexible than others."

This compliment made Liao Zhiyuan feel uncomfortable at all.

His cultivation had already fallen from Nascent Soul to Golden Core, and if he continued to fall like this, his decades of hard work and hard work would be woven into someone else's wedding dress.

"You, can you let me go?" Liao Zhiyuan asked weakly.

Hu Luyan smiled and said, "No."

Liao Zhiyuan: "..."

"If the person you sent yesterday attacked me first, maybe I could consider letting you go, but—" Hu Luyan drew a long voice, and the corner of his mouth smiled even more, but no smile penetrated into his eyes.

He bent down, leaned into Liao Zhiyuan's ear and said, "You touched the person who shouldn't be touched."

Liao Zhiyuan's lips trembled, and he looked at Hu Luyan with extreme horror.

"I don't want to kill you so quickly as long as I think you've got his idea." The hand that clenched the heart was slowly pulling the heart out.

Ordinary people will undoubtedly die on the spot if they suffer such injuries, but cultivators will not.

The pain experienced by meditators is real.

Just like Liao Zhiyuan at this moment, bursts of severe pain pressed down like a huge mountain, hitting his eyes blackened for bursts, and he almost passed out several times.

However, the pain didn't stop amidst his screams, instead, it was like a blunt knife, slowly and forcefully crushing repeatedly on his bloody wound.

He never dreamed that he would be pushed to such a degree by a boy with no hair.

He has the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul stage!

Why didn't he even have the strength to resist in front of Hu Luyan?

Hulu Yan...

What kind of monster is he?It has such terrifying power.

At this moment, Liao Zhiyuan finally believed the rumor that Hu Luyan destroyed the entire Yao Zongtang with his bare hands. If this continues, he will be the next Ming Deyi.

Under the overwhelming fear, Liao Zhiyuan made a decisive decision. He gritted his teeth and used the little spiritual power left in his body to break through the invisible bondage with all his strength.

Forcibly breaking through the silence technique will be backlashed, and Liao Zhiyuan is no exception. Scarlet blood poured out from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose respectively.

After a while, he seemed to be a blood man, and he was struggling to breathe.

This is the end of his tail-docking to survive.

"I'll tell you that person's name, so you just let me go, okay?" Liao Zhiyuan was exhaling more than he was breathing, and he managed to hold his breath, "He is..."

Having said that, his voice suddenly paused.

Immediately afterwards, his head began to deform and swell, like a rubber ball that was continuously inflated, the distance between his eyebrows and eyes became farther and farther, and a sharp cry came out of his throat uncontrollably.

Yan Wen's servant next to him turned pale with fright at the sudden scene, and suddenly had a bad feeling: "Master Hulu..."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Hu Luyan suddenly grabbed his collar and dragged him back at an extremely fast speed.

Everything happens in the blink of an eye.

He was dragged by Hu Luyan to the entrance of the hall.

At the same time, Liao Zhiyuan's head exploded with a bang, and blood splashed everywhere, like a sugar man blown up by a street vendor, leaving only a body with a hole dug out in the chest and kneeling on the ground dumbly.

Then, the body fell to the ground, and there was no more movement.

Liao Zhiyuan died.

The servant stared blankly at the blood on the ground, and after a while was brought back to his thoughts by the disgusting smell of blood, he turned his head and found that the hand that Hu Luyan grabbed his collar was the hand that dug out Liao Zhiyuan's heart just now.

That hand seemed to have been soaked in blood, and the coagulated blood was still falling.

Servant: "..."

He didn't need to look to know how his collar was pulled.

Hu Luyan ignored the bloody smell that filled the room, walked in and walked to Liao Zhiyuan's body.

The servant gritted his teeth and walked in: "Master Hulu, what are you looking at?"

Hu Luyan put his index finger and middle finger into Liao Zhiyuan's bloody neck, and after a while of probing, a piece of yellow paper folded into a square was caught between his fingertips.

The face of the servant changed: "It seems to be a spell!"

Hu Luyan got up and handed the blood-stained yellow paper to the servant: "Open it."

The servant swallowed, resisting the desire to vomit, reached out to take the yellow paper, carefully wiped off the blood on it, and opened it.

It was indeed a spell.

It was covered with black marks in a flying pattern.

The servant held the end of the talisman, examined it carefully, and said in a low voice, "This is a talisman of the silence technique. If I'm not wrong, this kind of silence technique is only used by the four great aristocratic families."

Hu Luyan looked down at the spell: "The four great families..."

"Yes, they are the headed Hulu family, Situ family, Wenren family and Mi family." After the servant finished speaking, he immediately thought of the relationship between Hu Luyan and Mi Lu, and hurriedly said, "But the head of the Mi family, Mi He Feng is a rare person with integrity, so he probably wouldn't use such a vicious technique."

Hu Luyan was silent for a long time, then suddenly turned and walked out.

After the servant put away the talisman, he continued to follow.

The large open space outside was still empty, and there was not a single person in sight—the rest of the people had dispersed as early as when Hu Luyan started killing people.

Hu Luyan stopped in the middle of the open space.

This open space is located in the center of the Wuwang Gang. It has a square shape, with a stone pillar at each of the four corners that can only be surrounded by two or three people. The same flying dragon is carved on the stone pillar. The dragon soars around the clouds, lifelike.

Facing the golden sunshine in late spring and early summer, Huluyan's black hair was also dyed a touch of golden.

Although his whole body was bathed in the sun, there was no warmth in his eyes, as if a transparent barrier completely isolated him from the outside world.

He coldly ordered his servants: "Go and inform the others. From this moment on, Wuwang's help has changed hands. I will give them two choices, either come back or die outside."

The servant was taken aback by Huluyan's decision, and stammered: "Hu, Master Hulu, are you going to be the leader of Wuwang Gang?"

Hu Luyan glanced at him: "Go."

"..." The servant shivered suddenly, didn't dare to say any more, turned around and ran away with oil on his feet.

When Mi Lu woke up, the sky outside the window was already approaching dusk, and he was dizzy. After sitting on the bed and walking for a long time, God gradually recalled the details of last night.

They definitely didn't make it to the end.

But for Mi Lu, last night's progress is no different from reaching the end. He originally wanted to solve it with his hands, but ended up using his legs.

When he got out of bed, both of his legs were shaking violently, and the area where he rubbed too much last night was still aching.

Mi Lu hissed, frowned into a knot, stood still for a while, and then waved and used the cleansing technique for himself.

Walking out of the room, I saw a few girls including Yang Rong gathering together and muttering.

Seeing his existence from the corner of the eye, he turned his head happily and said, "Young master is getting up."

Mi Lu faltered and didn't answer.

Yang Rong didn't notice any difference, and complained jokingly as he walked over: "Master got up so late today, it's time for dinner later."

Mi Lu: "..."

The next moment, his face turned red all of a sudden.

He used to stay in bed all day when he was seriously ill, and it was normal for him to wake up at dusk, but now he is not in bed because of serious illness, but because...

Thinking of the reason why he woke up so late, Mi Lu's whole face was filled with embarrassment, and he didn't even know how to place his hands and feet, so he wanted to find a crack in the ground and get in.

But Lan Feng's idea was obviously unrealistic. Not only could he not get into the cracks in the ground, but he had to bite the bullet and face Yang Rong who came up to him.

"I'm so tired, I didn't go to sleep until dawn, so I accidentally slept until now." Mi Lu smiled embarrassedly.

He is not good at lying, and blush when he tells a lie.

Originally, his face was red enough, but now it was red enough to bleed.

Yang Rong didn't know why Mi Lu was blushing, she looked at Mi Lu strangely several times, but in the end she didn't expose him, and said seriously: "By the way, young master, my adoptive father came back overnight. Want to see him?"

Mi Lu was surprised: "Is it so fast?"

"Yes." Yang Rong touched his nose and sighed, "He came back because of his daughter's affairs, and he still has work to do later. I told him about your affairs not long ago, and he said that he did know Zhai Feng's whereabouts, if you are willing, he can take you to find Zhai Feng immediately."

"Really? Thank you so much!" Mi Lu really didn't expect this matter to go so smoothly, and his joy was beyond words.

Soon, he remembered something, looked left and right, "Do you know where Hu Luyan went?"

"He went out and hasn't come back yet." Yang Rong said, "It seems that he went to settle accounts with the Wuwang Gang."

Hearing this, Mi Lu mourned for a few seconds in silence for the people of the Wuwang Gang.

Yang Rong asked: "Master, do you want to meet my adoptive father first?"

Mi Lu nodded, "I'm sorry."

Yang Rong led Mi Lu out of the courtyard, walked on the winding corridor for about half a stick of incense, and passed through a teleportation formation, finally came to the courtyard of the pavilion master Yan Fu of Xingyue Pavilion.

From the outside, this place is no different from Yangrong's courtyard, even the structure of the pond outside is exactly the same, but after walking in, it is found that another formation is arranged inside, and the space suddenly expands dozens of times.

The sound of rushing water filled the entire field of vision.

Mi Lu looked around and saw a waterfall.

Miraculously, he followed Yang Rong across the waterfall, and his clothes didn't get wet at all.

Walking out of the waterfall, the sound of water flowing almost covering the whole world stopped abruptly.

What caught my eye was a house located in an old forest deep in the mountains. The house was surrounded by a large bamboo forest and rolling mountains. When the breeze blew, the bamboo forest replaced the water and made a rattling sound.

Mixed with cuckoo calls.

Yang Rong turned around and explained: "The foster father's residence and formation are the same as the Hehuan sect's formation. They are all opening up a new territory on top of the original one. You think you have stepped into a new territory, but it is actually an illusion. .”

Mi Lu came back to his senses and sighed, "This is a good place to hide."

Yang Rong smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked: "Yes."

They walked all the way, went straight to the second floor, and then stopped outside a door.

Yang Rong knocked on the door and said, "Father, Master Mi Lu is here."

After a while, a middle-aged male voice came from inside: "Please come in."

Yang Rong pushed the door open, but didn't intend to go in, she silently made a gesture of invitation to Mi Lu.

Mi Lu nodded to express his gratitude, walked in lightly, and found that this room should be a practice room, with very few furnishings, only a bookshelf where some books were scattered here and there.

Walking inside, I saw a middle-aged man with a square face sitting cross-legged in front of a low table in the middle.

He is Yan Fu, the pavilion master of Xingyue Pavilion.

Yan Fu reached out to make a cup of tea for Mi Lu, and slowly pushed the cup of tea to the other side of the low table with the back of his hand, and said, "Please sit down."

Mi Lu sat down on the opposite side of Yan Fu rather cautiously, and said rather embarrassedly: "Thank you, Pavilion Master Yan, for worrying about our affairs. If Pavilion Master Yan needs us, please feel free to ask."

"You're being polite." Yan Fu waved his hand, "I didn't do this purely to help you."

Mi Lu was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "That's it?"

Yan Fu didn't answer his question, but changed the subject quickly: "Hasn't Hu Luyan returned from Wuwang's help?"

Mi Lu's breath stuck in his throat and he couldn't get up and down. He really wanted to ask more questions, but it was obvious that Yan Fu obviously didn't want to talk more, and he changed the subject abruptly, so he couldn't continue to ask questions, so he could only reply: " Not yet."

Yan Fu picked up the teacup, took a sip, and when he put down the teacup, he asked again: "Have you heard of Wuwangbang?"

Although Mi Lu didn't know why Yan Fu suddenly mentioned the Wuwang Gang, but since the other party asked this question, he thought about it carefully and replied: "I heard a little about the Wuwang Gang when I was young, and I heard that the Wuwang Gang is The Assassin Gang, founded by Mozun Lin Chong, takes money to do things, regardless of right or wrong, under Chong Lin's management, the Wuwang Gang has grown to an unprecedented scale, and even became a thorn in the side of the decent sect for a time."

Yan Fu hummed: "What happened next?"

Mi Lu paused for a moment, then shook his head helplessly: "After all, there is a separation between good and evil, and I don't know much about what happened afterwards."

Yan Fu smiled, and naturally took over Mi Lu's topic just now: "Later, Lin Chong fell in love with the daughter of a suzerain of Zhengzheng. Not long after he eloped with that woman, her family found her back with a soul lamp and was imprisoned. In a formation on the top of the mountain, at that time Lin Chong transferred the Wuwang Gang to others in order to find a woman, but since the Wuwang Gang changed its leader, it has been in a slump and never regained its former glory."

Mi Lu frowned slightly, his sixth sense told him that what Yan Fu wanted to say was not these, so he asked, "How is Lin Chong and his lover?"

Yan Fu didn't seem to expect Mi Lu's reaction to be so fast, he glanced at Mi Lu appreciatively, and said: "After Lin Chong separated from that woman, the woman became pregnant, and she didn't want the elders' affairs to affect the child, so she quietly The child was given to a farmer at the foot of the mountain."

Mi Lu looked solemn.

"Lin Chong and that woman have been separated for more than ten years. During those ten years, the righteous and demons fought non-stop. The four great families even came to the demon world to arrest Lin Chong. In order to calm the incident, Lin Chong left with them." Yan Fu Recalling, "Unfortunately, shortly after leaving, there was news that Lin Chong had made a fuss against the decent. Lin Chong and that woman died together on the battlefield where they were fighting against the decent. Fortunately, their child was safe under the care of the farmer. grow up."

Mi Lu did not speak, quietly waiting for Yan Fu's next words.

Yan Fu closed his eyes and slowed down, and continued: "But their children did not escape the vortex of fate after all. They gave birth to a son who inherited the advantages of their parents. Although he was a poor boy, he was extremely talented. During the cultivation phase, he stepped into the threshold of comprehension, and not long after that, he met and fell in love with Hu Luwan, the eldest daughter of Hu Lu's family."

"Du Luwan?" Mi Lu said in shock.

"That's right, Hu Luwan." Yan Fu sighed, "The decent people didn't expect that Hu Luwan, as the first heir of the Hulu family, just let the well-matched Wenren not like it, to like it A poor boy with nothing."

Mi Lu opened his mouth, but couldn't make any sound.

He was so shocked.

He really couldn't imagine that there is such a layer of connection between the righteous and the devil, and even less that the legendary Hu Luwan, who was deified in the legend, would become lovers with the son of the devil Chong Lin.

This……

This is really unbelievable.

Yan Fu glanced lightly at Mi Lu: "Not only are they together, but they also followed the old path of Lin Chong and that woman. They gave birth to a son secretly."

"Son..." Mi Lu murmured.

In the blink of an eye, he suddenly realized something, his back felt cold, and his palms were sweating.

He stared at Yan Fu with rounded eyes, and it took him a long time to force out a sentence: "Pavilion Master Yan, their son is..."

His throat tightened, and he couldn't spit out the three-character name.

But Yan Fu knew who he was referring to, nodded slightly, then looked up to the distance behind Mi Lu, as if he was staring at someone's figure through the wall: "It's him."

"..."

"Fate is a circle, it goes around and around, and then returns to the original point." Yan Fu said with a smile, "This is the arrangement of the heavens, and there must be a reason for the arrangement of the heavens, isn't there?"

It was the first time for Mi Lu to experience the biting cold feeling, as if someone had dug a big hole deep in his heart, and the winter snow was blowing straight into the hole with the wind, making him feel cold all over his body.

He never knew these things.

Whether he read the original part of the book before transmigrating, or reincarnated ten times with Hu Luyan after transmigrating, he has never set foot in Hu Luyan's past, let alone understand Hu Luyan's life experience.

He also thought that Hu Luyan was the illegitimate son of Hu Luxing, and the woman who appeared in Hu Luyan's dream was just a poor person who was abandoned by Hu Luxing.

He never thought of...

That woman who is sometimes normal and sometimes crazy is Hu Luwan, the celestial girl Hu Luwan who was once admired and pursued by countless men.

He has always known that the plot of the original book is abusing the villain while abusing the readers, and it is also abusing the hero, but he never thought that the plot of the original book would abuse the hero to such an extent.

He even added so many messy and inexplicable backgrounds to Hu Luyan, which made him want to swear.

Perhaps for the author, the abuse of the male protagonist is just to first suppress and then raise, to arouse the readers' resentment, but one of his calm thoughts, when put into the book, becomes a heavy stone that weighs heavily On Hu Luyan.

Hu Luyan is struggling, carrying the author's and readers' bad tastes, and moving forward painfully in this malicious world.

Mi Lu stared blankly at Yan Fu, his face seemed a little wet.

He raised his hand, touched his face, and looked at his fingertips, which were stained with transparent liquid.

It was his tears.

Yan Fu was silent for a while, then said to him: "This is his life."

After finishing speaking, Yan Fu stood up slowly, restrained his expression, and looked at a figure walking in from the door.

Mi Lu felt something, stood up too, and turned to follow Yan Fu's eyes.

I saw Hu Luyan came here at some unknown time, striding towards him with a sullen face, bringing with him a strong smell of blood.

"The Law of Dendrobium..."

As soon as Mi Lu opened his mouth, Hu Luyan grabbed his arm and dragged him behind him.

Hu Luyan was much taller than him, stood in front of him, immediately blocked his sight, and could only hear Yan Fu's teasing words with a smile: "Don't worry, Mi Lu is mine no matter what. Guests, it is our Xingyue Pavilion's duty to protect the safety of our guests."

Hu Luyan turned his back to Mi Lu.

From Mi Lu's perspective, Hu Luyan's expression was invisible, but Hu Luyan's voice was very cold: "Let Zhai Feng come out."

Hearing this, not only Mi Lu was stunned, but even Yan Fu was stunned for a while. After realizing it, he laughed loudly: "As expected of you, you are smarter than I imagined."

Hu Luyan remained silent, but just stared at Yan Fu expressionlessly.

Yan Fu suppressed his laughter, put his fist to his lips, cleared his throat, and said: "Okay, you've been hiding for so long, it's time to come out."

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