Is it the same with other big brothers?

Zhou Lingxue was extremely dissatisfied with this feeling of being out of his control, he glanced at Mingzhu coldly, and said, "I'm not helping you."

Mingzhu also knew in his heart that the reason why he came to stop him was to prevent that apprentice from being killed by himself, even so, he still felt happy.

"Ok, I know."

Zhou Nexue didn't know where she got the courage to talk to that demon cultivator who could shoot a sky-shattering arrow. Maybe it was because he acted too harmless, or because of the familiar yet unfamiliar aura about him.

The two of them said these two words that night, and they fell silent.

Soon, Lu Qingkong came back dejectedly. He was blind and couldn't find the legendary Linglong Jade. It was getting dark, so he had to go back to the inn to rest.

Shen Di'an's condition couldn't be delayed any longer, so Lu Qingkong dragged Zhou Chengxue to the black market early in the morning every morning, asking when the Yueyue Building would open, and at the same time looking for Linglongyu at the black market stalls.

And Mingzhu would find all kinds of reasons to go with them every day. After two or three days, Lu Qingkong and Mingzhu chatted more and more happily, while Zhou Yunxue's face became darker and darker for some reason.

On the third night, when Ming Zhu followed them back to the inn, he suddenly staggered on his steady footsteps and almost fell to the ground.

Lu Qingkong was angrily kicking the steps. He searched for another day today, but not only failed to find Linglongyu, he was also scolded by the stall owners for no reason.

Fortunately, the bright candle was not there at the time, otherwise there must have been another bloody storm.

Lu Qingkong felt the person next to him shake suddenly, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you?"

Ming Zhu forcefully propped up his body, chuckled lightly, and said, "It's nothing."

His spiritual power had been consumed too much before, and he had been sustaining it with his spiritual power for three days without a break, and he had already reached the point where the oil was exhausted.

He forced himself to bid farewell to Lu Qingkong, and gently closed the door of the room, and then couldn't hold it any longer, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood while clutching his chest, splashing on the ground like a blooming flower.

Mingzhu gently sat down along the door, staring at the void with absent-minded eyes for a long time, and then slowly regained his sanity.

He looked blankly at the blood at his feet, and after a long while, he lifted his wide sleeves and wiped away the blood on the ground little by little.

The white clothes were quickly wiped with blood stains by him. In a daze, he felt a stream of warm water falling on the back of his hand. When he looked around, he found that there was more blood overflowing from his mouth.

When he saw the blood on his hands, the ground, and his clothes, his first reaction was not "I'm going to die", but "It's so troublesome."

"It's too troublesome to live." Mingzhu thought in a daze, "Why did I suddenly lose my mind at that time and choose such a way to live in the world?"

Can't figure it out, really can't figure it out.

He seemed to be trapped in a nightmare that he could not wake up for years, surrounded by pain and despair.

until.

A knock on the door suddenly resounded through the dead room, waking up the bright candle.

He knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the blood on the ground. He didn't react for a while, until the knock on the door sounded again, and he said hoarsely: "Who?"

There was a moment of silence outside the door, and Zhou Lingxue's voice came: "Me."

Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly woke up, he didn't go to open the door directly, but rather hurriedly wiped the ground with the hem of his clothes, trying to wipe off the blood on the ground.

Zhou Lingxue said: "I smell blood, what are you doing inside?"

Mingzhu was a little anxious, and his subordinates became even more flustered, and said in a trembling voice: "No, I didn't do anything."

Zhou Yuxue didn't know whether this demon cultivator was pretending or if he was really as harmless as he appeared, so even if he felt something was wrong, he didn't dare to rush in to check it out, so he opened his consciousness and looked inside, only to find that there was only Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

He didn't speak any more, just turned and left.

After the sound of footsteps left, the movement in Mingzhu's hand slowly stopped. He lowered his head and stared blankly at the mottled blood on the ground for a moment, then slowly bent down, resting his forehead on the back of his hand, and then let out a soft sob after a long time .

Mingzhu's spiritual power was exhausted, and he managed to recover some of his spiritual power after a night of cultivation, and went out with Lu Qingkong and Zhou Lingxue again with a pale face the next day.

Seeing his expression, Lu Qingkong was worried all the time: "Are you really alright? Your face is pale."

Ming Zhu smiled and said, "It's nothing, my complexion is very fair."

Lu Qingkong had no choice but to ask no further questions. He thought of another matter, and asked curiously: "I heard that you demon cultivators are very powerful in their original forms. That curtain is a nine-tailed fox. What are you?"

Mingzhu's smile froze.

Lu Qingkong said: "But seeing that you are all white, even your eyelashes are white, so you are also a fox, right? Or a ferret?"

Ming Zhu's hands hidden in his sleeves trembled violently, and he forced a smile on his face.

Lu Qingkong said to himself: "I think everything is good, but it's better not to be a worm, otherwise my senior brother might scream when he sees you hahaha."

Bright Candle: "..."

Can't laugh anymore.

Lu Qingkong turned his head to look at him, his face full of curiosity: "So what exactly are you?"

If someone else asked Mingzhu this question, according to his current cold temper, he would have put that person on the grave, but Lu Qingkong's gaze did not show any sarcasm or disdain, it was really just pure curiosity.

Ming Zhu's lips became even paler, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I... I, I am..."

His face was so ugly, even a blind man like Lu Qingkong could tell that he didn't want to talk about this issue, he quickly waved his hands and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to inquire, I was just curious, if you don't want to say it, don't force it."

Mingzhu felt a bloody smell spreading in his throat, tilted his head and covered his mouth, gave a soft "um", and didn't speak again.

Lu Qingkong felt extremely guilty when he saw that his unintentional words had forced people into such a situation. He was afraid that what he said would be wrong, so he reluctantly kept his mouth shut.

Zhou Nexue finally felt that the roots of her ears were clean.

The three of them were silent all the way.

Lu Qingkong had no one to speak, so he had to look around. When he saw the inns on both sides of the road from the corner of his eye, he frowned and said to Zhou Lingxue, "Are all the inns in Yucheng so weak? Why are there so many?"

Zhou Lingxue followed his line of sight and found that the row of inns that had been normal a few days ago had all been turned into a pile of ruins. Lu Qingkong also sharply recognized a few of them who put them away when they were looking for the inn. Drive out of the shopkeeper.

It is said that Yucheng is no different than other places. The inns are often built on a street, usually brightly lit and crowded with people, but today that row of inns was unlucky, and they were all destroyed by brute force. There was also a big fire. At this time, the fire was extinguished and there was a piece of scorched earth.

Lu Qingkong looked over one by one, feeling that he couldn't relieve his anger: "It's really retribution! A few days ago, you kicked us out triumphantly, now you should cry, luckily we didn't live there, huh!"

Pedestrians on the road were talking in low voices, but Lu Qingkong was the loudest, arrogant, and a few servants from the ruined inn still recognized him, seeing his so proud of his virtues, they almost fainted from anger.

Lu Qingkong taunted all the way from the street to the end of the street. Under the angry stares of the crowd, he finally let out a breath of anger.

In the end, he concluded: "The law of heaven is clear, it should be!"

Ming Zhu's eyes were bent at the side, and the pupils were full of smiles.

Zhou Lingxue didn't hold petty grudges as much as he did, she kept her eyes on the whole way, blocking out Lu Qingkong's noise, her face was indifferent.

Ming Zhu asked: "Are you happy?"

Lu Qingkong nodded desperately: "Happy!"

Mingzhu reached out and brushed the long hair that fell to her cheeks behind her ears, and the corners of her lips curled up.

The three of them arrived at the Black Market Street very quickly, but as soon as they arrived, they saw the ever-burning candle standing on the top of the tower unexpectedly lit up today.

Lu Qingkong immediately cheered up, and said: "The Yueyue Building is open today!"

Zhou Lingxue frowned, and said: "Those who can enter the Yueyue Building are either powerful or expensive, can you get the moon hook jade card?"

Lu Qingkong was eager to try: "I'll try."

After a while, he came back with a livid face, and said angrily, "I can't get it! The gatekeeper said that although Nanqinghe lifted the ban on talking about Yucheng, Lueyuelou still didn't sell anything to Rizhaozhong people."

Mingzhu's spiritual power was almost exhausted. He had been leaning against the wall to pant slightly, when he heard Lu Qingkong's words in a trance, he raised his eyes and said impatiently: "Who said that?"

He lost his spiritual power and spent too much energy. He even forgot to hide it for a while. Not only his eyes, tone of voice, but also his voice were very similar to Mingzhu itself.

Lu Qingkong and Zhou Lingxue were stunned for a moment, and looked at him in astonishment and doubt.

Ming Zhu was startled by their eyes, and then his expression collapsed, he covered his mouth and coughed twice, and then changed back to the soft and soft voice that he did not hold back.

"Whose words are these?"

The same sentence gave people a completely different feeling at this time, Lu Qingkong was a little stunned, and said for a long time: "Just, just the gatekeeper."

Ming Zhu said: "Wait for a moment."

He and Lu Qingkong exhorted softly, turned their heads, and the smile on their faces disappeared immediately, and they walked toward the door of the Yueyue Tower almost coldly.

Lu Qingkong: "..."

Lu Qingkong felt that his expression was a bit familiar, and it took him a while to remember that he had exactly the same expression when he was helping them get a hotel room, even the cold light in his eyes remained unchanged.

Lu Qingkong nudged Zhou Yingxue with his elbow in a daze, and said, "Hey, isn't he going to kill someone? He shouldn't be."

In the next moment, there was a sudden "bang" not far away, and a person slammed straight into the pillar outside the Yueyue Tower, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The people around were frightened immediately, and all looked towards the source of the sound in horror.

Ming Zhu was dressed in white, with his toes stretched out, he slowly stepped on the jade steps, his long hair fell on his back, and he watched the evil ghost crawling from hell from a distance.

With a half-smile, he said something to the guards of the Yueyue Building who were all soldiers, everyone's face turned pale instantly, and soon they tremblingly took two moon-cursing jade tablets and offered them up.

Lu Qingkong: "..."

Zhou negative snow: "..."