"If you go back to the head, the two elders have already completed the investigation at the place where the disciple disappeared. The first elder sent back a message saying that there are traces of the teleportation circle and residual demonic energy in the area, which is suspected to be the work of the demons."

On the high steps of the main hall of Huanqi Palace, Yu Sheng stood tall, looking forward with his hands behind his back, his expression so indifferent that he didn't seem to be listening to the disciples beside him.

The disciple kneeling on one knee paused for a moment, and continued: "The two elders have led people to search nearby, but they haven't found any trace of the missing disciple so far. The Great Elder hopes that the sect can send more people..."

Yu Sheng said lightly: "No, I'll go in person."

"Hey..." The disciple was stunned, Yu Sheng turned back to the hall, and the floating clothes slowly slid in the air: "Order it down."

It was time for him to personally uncover the rotten pistil covered by the white lotus petals.

After the family wine is over, is the purpose of this senior brother's business to kill the new generation of the sect in the bud?

Standing in the hall, Yu Sheng spread out his palms, and in his palm lay the simple wooden hairpin. He lowered his head, lowered his eyes and smiled.

But senior brother... why can't you understand?

I don't care about the lives of those disciples at all, and I don't care about the future of the sect. What I care about is clearly only myself...

Yu Sheng held the wooden hairpin in his hand, and gradually exerted strength, as if full of hatred.

It's all coming to an end.

When he sees the sharp teeth of his senior brother with his own eyes, his lingering heart knot that is tightly entangled with the past will be completely untied. At that time, the demons in his heart will dissipate, and he will devote himself to cultivating the Dao and leading Zongmen kills demons and eliminates demons.

Everything will be back on track.

On the East China Sea.

The waves washed over the sandy shore layer by layer, and deep red seaweed floated in the dark green sea water, making the sea water washed ashore a color similar to blood.

Xi Feiluan stands in the front, holding a sword, and a thin back is outlined by the sea breeze, but this back makes Meng Xiangyang and Yang Ling'er who are behind suddenly feel more confident, as if as long as this person is here, everything will be fine. It's getting too bad.

"Master, junior brother, there is no reason for senior brother to hide behind, you come and guard these people, I will serve as a vanguard for you to charge..."

"Quiet." Xi Feiluan said without turning his head.

Meng Xiangyang swallowed, looked into the dense fog, the singing in his ears became louder and louder, he heard the rustling sound of rubbing against the ground under the cover of the singing, and the sound of nails scratching the stone surface. Teeth sour.

Where is the enemy who tries to lure them with song?Hiding behind the mist?

From the corner of his eyes, Meng Xiangyang saw that his junior and junior sisters looked like they were facing a formidable enemy, he gripped the sword in his hand even tighter, and focused all his attention on his surroundings.

There was a faint sound of rubbing against the ground, and a pair of sharp claws cut through the mist suddenly, "Be careful!!!", just as Meng Xiangyang finished shouting, Xi Feiluan suddenly turned around and rushed into the mist, the sword light was entangled with the white mist, and the surrounding mist surged Meng Xiangyang couldn't see who he was fighting with: "Junior brother! I'll help you!"

"do not come!"

It was the first time Meng Xiangyang heard Junior Brother Lin's voice so soft and soft. He was startled, and felt that Junior Brother Lin's voice seemed to have changed.

The floating singing was gradually replaced by the hoarse mourning around, sometimes mixed with sharp screams, Xi Feiluan's figure was sometimes revealed, and sometimes disappeared into the mist, the sword rose and fell, Meng Xiangyang and Yang Linger stood one by one Around the fainted person, warm liquid splashed on the face, Meng Xiangyang wiped it with his hand, it was dazzling bright red.

"Master, Junior Brother... Where are you..." Meng Xiangyang gritted his teeth tightly, his eyes trembling slightly, he did not know how long he had been standing here, the cold spread from his legs, and his limbs had died at some point. On the other side, Yang Linger's condition was not much better than his. The thick poisonous mist had gradually engulfed them both. In a trance, Meng Xiangyang's consciousness seemed to be covered with a layer of mist. It's blurry.

Where did the junior brother go...

Haven't you already entered the encirclement of the mermen... Where are the mermen...

When the younger brother comes back, take everyone and leave together...

"Brother Meng!!!"

The pitch-black sharp claws slashed through flesh and blood, and a ferocious monster flashed in front of him, followed by Yang Linger's terrified face, the pain pierced into Chaos' mind, Meng Xiangyang suddenly regained consciousness, ignoring the pain, he raised his sword and rushed to the ground The merman slashed at the lying person, Yang Ling'er reacted one step ahead of him, and pierced the merman's tail with a spear.

Meng Xiangyang covered his head that was about to explode with one hand, and stabbed at the shark's heart with the sword in his hand. The movement was quite neat, but maybe his weapon was not worth looking at, or his martial arts were not as good as Yang Linger's. The thin Lin in the mouth of the human body slipped up and turned away. At the same time, the merman shook off the gun nailed to the tail vigorously, and the stinky blood spilled all over the ground. Xiang Yang rushed over.

Yang Ling'er hurried to pick up the gun, and when she tilted her head, she saw that Meng Xiangyang was in danger. Not only the merman in front of him rushed towards him, but also several poisoned claws protruded from the thick fog behind him. Pulling Meng Xiangyang's ankle, making him unable to dodge, Yang Linger's voice suddenly changed: "Meng..."

The mist was sliced ​​open by the silver-white sword light, and a man covered in filth rushed out of the white mist. The powerful sword light flashed across the bodies of the merman and Meng Xiangyang, and the merman's figure froze in the air for a moment. The head and tail were separated in an instant, the man didn't stop at all, he raised his sword and swung back to sweep, the four or five mermaids who rushed up in the mist forced them back, and the man quickly fell into the mist again.

"Junior brother..." Meng Xiangyang woke up from his stupefaction, picked up the sword that fell at his feet, and rushed into the mist, "I'll help you!!!"

He saw just now that the white robe on the younger brother's body was already stained with the bluish-black blood of the merman, and was mixed with wisps of bright red. It wasn't any merman who was late to come, it was the younger brother who had been risking his life to protect them.

But no one believed in Junior Brother Lin's strength, the other Junior Brothers looked down on him, and even he...didn't try to prove it to those people because of his filth and obsession.

His junior is so good, gentle and kind, never aggressive, but sometimes he thinks: If the junior possesses some miraculous skills and attracts all the eyes of the master, I will not be valued what to do?

Meng Xiangyang clenched his teeth, cursed himself in his heart, lifted his sword and swung the fog away with force.

Junior brother is so good, you are still nothing!

After Meng Xiangyang finished cursing, he suddenly felt full of strength all over his body: "Junior brother!!! I'm here!!!"

Xi Feiluan, who was wrestling with the merman in the mist, turned his head suddenly, his pupils brightened on his blood-stained face, and his eyes were filled with horror: "Go back!"

"I don't!!!" Meng Xiangyang pounced with all his strength, knocking over the shark who was rushing towards Xi Feiluan in mid-air.

The merman fell to the ground with his tail curled up and roared at Meng Xiangyang angrily. Meng Xiangyang raised his sword in front of him and slashed at the merman's tail. On a piece of steel: "Junior Brother, why can't these things be cut down——"

"You are a handicraft made of Tiger Cliff Steel, without sharpening!"

Xi Feiluan wanted to get out of the fight and go to Meng Xiangyang's side, but his legs were grabbed tightly by the merman emerging from the thick fog. His body had already been scratched in countless places, and Xi Feiluan's movements became slower and slower due to blood loss, but under the cover of thick fog, there were still countless enemies waiting for him.

Although the mermaids are easy to deal with alone, once they fight, they are like ants attached to the corpse. They are not afraid of life and death, know no fear, and will not stop until they cannibalize their flesh and blood into bones. Xi Feiluan did not expect the number of mermaids here There are too many to count.

—None of them escaped.

A desolate and funny mood rose in Xi Feiluan's heart, obviously he came to help his junior brother survive the calamity, but he didn't expect that he had to go first before the junior brother's calamity happened.

"How many of these things are there!"

The merman entangled Xi Feiluan's body, but he was restrained tightly by several mermen, and the sharp claws brushed Xi Feiluan's throat, and the merman attached to his ear was sniffing the food The fragrance is intoxicating.

"Let go of my junior brother!!!" Meng Xiangyang used his sword as a stick, and smashed it on the merman's sky cap in front of him, and then rushed towards Xi Feiluan, his momentum was stronger than that of a strong buffalo.

Xi Feiluan saw his figure suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes, but before he could say anything, his chest was crushed as if being crushed by a wooden pillar of a broken city. Meng Xiangyang, who couldn't stop the car, threw the two of them on the ground, and Xi Feiluan was hit hard by Meng Xiangyang's strong chest again, killing half of his soul.

He thought in a daze: Is this to save me, or to kill me?

Meng Xiangyang crawled up, and Xi Feiluan saw that Meng Xiangyang's shoulder fabric was cut, and purple-black blood was oozing out—he was also scratched by the shark's sharp claws.

Xi Feiluan struggled to sit up, the sword had just been knocked out of his hand, and he didn't know where it fell, the mermen didn't come around for a while, but he couldn't delay too much, if the mermen didn't come to look for them, they must have been in a coma Those disciples on the ground have gone.

Having said that, Xi Feiluan wanted to stand up, but his legs and feet didn't listen at all, as if he had let go of his strength.

Meng Xiangyang seemed to be fine, even more energetic than at the beginning: "Junior Brother, I will pull you up."

As he said that, he leaned over to pull Xi Feiluan, just as he stretched out his hand, the white mist behind him suddenly surged, Xi Feiluan's eyes widened, and a giant merman two or three times bigger than the other merman poked his head out of the white mist Come on, the gill-shaped organs on both sides of the cheeks slowly opened.

"Flash off!!!"

The pitch-black claws stabbed at Meng Xiangyang's back, Xi Feiluan pulled him behind him, and his inertia made his body lean forward slightly, with a puff——

The giant merman's claw pierced Xi Feiluan's shoulder, and scarlet blood dripped on the wet beach. Xi Feiluan had lost his sense of pain, and in a trance, he heard a voice murmuring to him again: "Come back—— come back--"

He slowly raised his head in confusion, and in front of him was no longer the giant merman who pierced him, but...

Xi Feiluan looked at that familiar face that could no longer be familiar.

Is my soul already leaving my body...Xi Feiluan thought blankly.

Otherwise why can I see myself?

I saw that person who was exactly the same as Xi Feiluan stretched out his hand towards him on the ground, and gently parted his thin lips: "Come back—"

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Yu Sheng firmly held the wooden hairpin in his hand, I pinch, I pinch, I pinch...how can it not be crushed?

(silently turning around to look)

No one saw it, forget it.

(Wipes and puts it back in pocket)

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