Male supporting brother [Quick Transmigration]

An icy cold light suddenly passed through Qiu Pingchuan's eyebrows, and at the moment of Wen Fang's daze, Qiu Pingchuan had lost his vitality.

When Qiu Pingchuan fell down, Wen Fang immediately noticed a ray of cool aura penetrating into his eyebrows, and the tyrannical consciousness of the sea of ​​consciousness immediately quieted down.

"Brother..." His vision returned to clarity, and he stared at Hearing who was holding a sword against the light in front of him for a long time without saying a word.

Afraid of suddenly sweeping up, Wen Fang's entire back felt icy cold.

"Don't blow yourself up," Wen Sheng squatted down on his knees and healed his wound. "No matter what happens, don't blow yourself up easily. You can escape and resist, but you can't die."

Wen Fang's death means the end of his life and the failure of Wen Sheng's mission.

But at this moment, Wen Sheng is not persuading from the standpoint of the executor, but giving advice as an elder brother.As an older brother, he doesn't want to see Wen Fang give up on him easily.

Wen Sheng suddenly understood what Xiao Tian said: It is true that you are the executor, but you are Wen Sheng himself first.

Whether it's a god, an executor, or a sanctioner, if you only have the task in your eyes and act at will regardless of your identity in the plane, then even if the final result of the task is successful, it will lose the fun.

Over time, there will be a sense of dullness.And the God with a long life is most afraid of losing fun.

What can I do after losing it?get back.In order to get back the fun, they often use more extreme methods, either to themselves or to others.

Disagreement arises, and even gods divide.Conservation and innovation will always lose, and this cycle goes on and on...

Too utilitarian and too casual ways of acting are not advisable. The former tends to become a tool person without emotion, while the latter tends to become a pleasure offender with excess emotion.

Jin Manman and Su Ji are practitioners of these two completely different ways of doing things.

What about hearing it?Which side did he belong to when he was still a god?

The position is not certain, the only thing that is certain is that he lost in that dispute and lost his power and memory as a god.

For a moment, the temple flashed in Wen Sheng's mind again. This time, he stood under the steps of the wide and giant gate, looking up at the large characters on the plaque on the gate: the main temple.

As if within reach.

Wen Fang's swearing promise sounded next to his ears: "Yes, the worst thing is to take the house and start over again. If you die, you will have nothing! After this experience, I also want to understand, and I will definitely not take my life easily in the future. joke!"

Hearing the sound came back to his senses: "Yes."

After the wound healed, the two got up, and Wen Fang suddenly asked curiously: "Brother, how do you know I'm here? Obviously, I didn't even respond to the peace knot!"

Wen Sheng responded while checking the map: "I feel that you are injured, and the safety knot has worked."

"Oh, that's how it is." Wen Fang suddenly realized: "It seems that it is still useful, and I will tie this thing to my daughter when I go out!"

Wen Sheng was about to ask him how he knew it was a daughter, but unexpectedly, his thoughts were interrupted by the sudden rise of spiritual light in the distance.

A gorgeous colorful aura suddenly rose from the edge of the dense forest, and it was concluded at a glance: "Longyuan."

But for a moment, countless escaping lights rose from all over the secret realm, and all of them went towards that spiritual light.

Hearing the sound, the two also quickly followed, and when they arrived, they found that the aura was emitted from an abyss. The abyss was forbidden and closed, and the wind below was fierce.

Many people came up the cliff one after another, but they all saw the danger in the abyss, and no one rushed in rashly.

"I didn't expect the Dragon Yuan Sword to be hidden in Chonghuayuan." A familiar voice sounded behind him.

Turning around after hearing the sound, Lu Xiyan led the disciples of Tiange Sword Sect to the ground one after another: "Have you been here before?"

Lu Xiyan: "We've only left here not long ago, and we haven't noticed anything before."

Wen Sheng: "There is a time limit on the prohibition, layer by layer peeling off, if you can't get in, you can only wait for it to come out."

Wen Fang: "Then shall we wait here now?"

Lu Xiyan glanced at the people who were about to move around: "I'm afraid it won't be that easy."

Hearing the sound, he understands what he meant, these people will not wait in peace, as long as they have any extra energy, they will spend it on fighting, and it depends on who will strike first.

More and more people gathered, but there were not many voices, and there were only a few camps that gradually gathered or dispersed.

I don't know if it's intentional or a coincidence, several camps have a vague tendency to move closer to Wen Sheng and the two, approaching with the momentum of encirclement.

The other Chonghua disciples didn't mean to get close to hear the sound and release, but stood in a group far away in the deep forest.

"What is the number one sect in the world, they are just people who are greedy for life and afraid of death." Wen Fang held an umbrella and leaned behind Wen Sheng, other than looking down on him, he didn't feel much chilling.

Perhaps after Qiu Pingchuan's sword strike, he had given up on the so-called sect friendship.At this time, seeing that they have nothing to do with themselves, they are more calm and calm.

It's better to do so, so as not to hesitate to do it because of scruples.

But what he didn't expect was that Lu Xiyan brought all the juniors to protect them in front of them all the time: "How? So quickly decide who to start with? Lu thought you would at least hesitate for a moment. I think highly of you!"

Someone raised a sword and said indignantly, "No matter how much I orthodox Taoism, Confucianism and Confucianism compete for, I will care about the friendship of the alliance, but the two of them are not my race! This sword must not fall into the hands of the demons!"

Someone echoed: "That's right! Those who are not my race must have different hearts! Demon Slayer!"

"Devil Slayer!"

"Devil Slayer!"

At first there were only three or five people, but in an instant, almost all of them spoke in unison and approached the two of Wen Sheng holding up the magic weapon.The eyes of all shapes and sizes are filled with the same hatred, as if meeting the enemy who killed his father on a narrow road.

Lu Xiyan gritted her teeth: "Are you all dazed? But Huo Hai joked that if you don't ask proof or ask the reason, you will hear the wind as rain, and you will be easily confused! You can't use your brains to think carefully. Where does Brother Wen Fang look like a demon?"

"Devil Slayer!"

Before this questioning, many disciples were still hesitating. Seeing that some people spoke for the demons, the rest felt quite upset and joined in.

The first to express their views was even more furious, and the crusade has become more and more intense.

The younger brother next to Lu Xiyan took a step forward: "Shut up! You're talking about how they look like demons!"

"It's useless," Wen Sheng, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "Once people have prejudices in their hearts, no amount of explanation will be of any use. They only hear what they want to hear, and only see what they want to see."

Wen Sheng paused: "If you defend, you are an accomplice, if you resist, you are cowardly. Even if you cut your heart out before seeing blood and tears, they will think you are hypocritical."

While speaking, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his hand, and in a blink of an eye, there was an extra sword.

"Isn't partial listening and partial belief the best of these orthodox ways? As long as they are more open-minded and more truth-seeking, they will not chase the monster race for more than ten thousand years!"

Wen Fang laughed at himself: "The demons are the demons, I don't care if this identity can make your conscience more peaceful, it's killing anyway."

After speaking, he seemed to think of something: "Oh, by the way, you don't have this thing."

While someone was talking, Lu Xiyan took the lead immediately: "Whoever makes a move will have trouble with my Tiange Sword Sect, and with me, Lu Xiyan!"

"Devil Killing Clan! Killing Allies!"

They don't even pay attention to Chonghuazong, so what is Tiange Jianzong?No one answered, only the sound of weapons being exchanged.

Wen Fang pretended to fly out, but Wen Sheng blocked the flying arrows coming from behind: "Be careful behind you."

"Know!"

The crowd quickly formed a ball on the Chonghuayuan cliff.

There were nearly a thousand disciples who entered the secret realm this time, and there were no more than 50 disciples on the side who heard the sound and the disciples of the Tiange Sword Sect.

This is a fight where the more bully the less and the less bully the less, there has been no fairness from the very beginning.Of course, there is never a need for fairness on the battlefield.

Time passed by gradually, but there was no difference between day and night in the secret realm.If there were no afterimages falling one after another in the sky, how many people would think that all this happened only in an instant...

Wen Fang has been full of fighting spirit from the beginning to now gritting his teeth and insisting. He doesn't want to admit defeat, let alone die.

The sound of weapons from the depths of the abyss was like a war song, and the attacks falling on the body became more and more intensive. The long-term battle forced everyone to the end of their strength.

At this moment, a blast of wind came up from the bottom of the abyss, Wen Fang narrowly escaped, and saw that the restriction in the abyss was indeed lifted.

It's just that the strong wind has not dissipated, and there is still no way to escape death if you go in now.

Wen Fang was distracted for a moment, and was soon awakened by Wen Sheng's vibrating sound: "A Fang! Behind you!"

It was too late, an arrow pierced straight into Wen Fang's vest.Falling from the sky to the cliff is just a blink of an eye.

His mind went blank, and soon he couldn't even see the shocked face clearly.

The distance between the two of them was too far, and it was absolutely impossible to dodge to save people with only foundation building cultivation, unless there was a teleportation array.

Teleportation array?Wen Sheng glanced at the red string on his wrist, blinked and appeared behind Wen Fang.

Before he could react, a palm had already landed on Wen Fang's back.When sending Wen Fang out of the abyss, he fell into the endless abyss.

The strong wind came suddenly, swallowing the sound in the blink of an eye...

After Wen Fang landed, he looked behind him for the first time, but found that the familiar figure had not followed.He didn't care to pull out the arrow behind his back, and even rolled and fell on the edge of the cliff: "Brother!"

"elder brother--"

He didn't see the shadow of Wen Sheng, Wen lowered his consciousness and wanted to jump down, but the restraints on his shoulders firmly grabbed him back: "Wen Fang, don't do stupid things! If you go down, you will die. Your brother came up to save you because he didn't want to see you." Jump down again!"

Because of this change, everyone stopped fighting one after another. Now that the victory and defeat have been decided, they began to be more afraid of their fellow disciples.

"Let me go! I'm going to save my brother!" Wen Fang tore off Lu Xiyan's hand, unwilling to continue crawling forward.

Lu Xiyan refused: "Your brother is dead!"

"Impossible! You lied to me! I want to go down!"

"Such gangsters will turn into powder when they touch the wind. He can't live after hearing the sound, he's already dead!" Seeing that Fang Fang's eyes were blood red and there were signs of being possessed by demons, Lu Xiyan had no choice but to slap him hard: "Wen Fang Sober up!"

Perhaps the slap had an effect, Wen Fang fell into a daze, but his eyes still did not look back from the abyss.

There were other disputes behind the two. Compared with the silence on the edge of the cliff, the sound of fighting in the dense forest was particularly noisy.

Lu Xiyan didn't relax, he continued to persuade: "If you have any grudges, wait until you get the Longyuan Sword. Your second uncle and your Taoist companion are still waiting for you outside the country."

Wen Fang's eyes were blank, and he didn't know if he was listening.Lu Xiyan knew that he wouldn't be able to accept it for a while, but the facts were already like this, so he couldn't miss Longyuan Sword because of it.So he patted him on the shoulder and got up and waited for the wind to dissipate.

Unexpectedly, just as he got up, he heard Wen Fang's low smile: "Hahahaha..."

Wen Fang squatted on the ground, with his head bowed and chest in his chest, the broken hair on his forehead completely covered the expression on his face.

He pulled out the arrow on his back and snapped it off. At first it was just a slightly gloomy grin, but then he turned his head up and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha..."

Lu Xiyan was a little apprehensive: "Wen Fang, you...don't do stupid things..."

Before the words finished, Wen Fang's laughter stopped abruptly. Lu Xiyan couldn't see Wen Fang's face, but only heard his calm voice: "You can run away, you can resist, but you can't die."

Although she didn't know why Wen Fang said these words suddenly, Lu Xiyan said affirmatively, "That's right, now is not the time to seek death."

He vaguely felt that something was wrong with Wen Fang, but he didn't realize what had happened until the aura surged around him: "Jie, baby! Wen Fang...are you giving birth?"

A huge amount of spiritual energy rushed towards Wen Fang from all directions, and a vortex of spiritual energy appeared above the abyss in the blink of an eye.

This sudden change caught the attention of the people behind them, and the fight gradually stopped, and they also saw what the scene in front of them was all about: "It's a baby!"

"The demons gave birth here!"

Wen Fang struggled to get up, followed the tumbling spiritual energy to gradually rise towards the center of the spiritual vortex, and the blood stains on his body disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Holding the red umbrella, he bent down and looked at the people at his feet, his eyes were scarlet: "Some people practice the so-called righteous way, but they are more shameless than the devil's way, and some people are born in the way of the devil, but they are more open and aboveboard than you pious monks." .”

Wen Fang spoke unhurriedly, but every word was like a sharp awl that pierced people's hearts: "The sage created the six realms to prove the immortal position. The six realms are equal and there has never been any distinction between high and low. You are too greedy and want to kill yourself. To create a sense of superiority is nothing more than the chance and aura."

The aura rushed to his dantian, and his face was filled with the pain of widening meridians, and there was also a smile: "You killing monsters, killing green dragons, and being entangled in sins have nothing to do with me, Wen Fang, but you shouldn't make up your mind. Hit me, Wen Jia, on the head!"

"You kill the monster clan when you are so angry, and you kill my brother when my brother is so angry," Wen Fang said in a deep voice, his eyes stained with blood, "someone should come and slaughter you."

Seeing that the situation was not right, Lu Xiyan immediately tried to pull him, but he punched him into the dense forest.

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day, and it's better to ask for others than to ask for yourself. This good man let me do it."

Speaking of this, Wen Fang's body was full of aura: "The sage is above, I Wen Fang is willing to destroy the heart and emotions, but I want to wipe out the hypocrites in the world, to prove the way by killing, and to prove the heart by killing!"

Every word was thrown at everyone's sea of ​​consciousness, and then the unbearable coercion overwhelmed everyone, and many people even knelt down and begged for mercy.

When the aura in the sky dissipated, the wind in the abyss also stopped completely, and a dragon chant mixed with Tianwei roared up.

Above the dense forest in the distance, an ordinary-looking man hangs in the air with his chest folded.He clicked his tongue softly, his eyes full of interest: "It's a pity that the master of the fairy weapon proves the way by killing. But, it's interesting this way..."

After finishing speaking, he paused when he thought of something, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Is this the variable you mentioned? It is indeed much more fun than the rules.

Good brother?Then let me see how you can save this time. "

In the blink of an eye, there was no one on the dense forest, only half a chuckle remained.

The author has something to say:

There is still a short end tomorrow, and we will leave this world for a while.To meet the long-lost Xiao Tian, ​​a new story is about to begin.

I will come back after hearing the sound, and I will return to the time of Wangxu again, which is also the time when this article ushers in the final chapter.

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: He Zheng 1;... 1

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