When the protagonist is connected with the villain fate

Thinking about the outrageously high expectations of the group of disciples and old fellows outside, Bai Ruo was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes and said, "Otherwise... shall we run first?"

Yu Nanyi raised his lips playfully: "Baibai, you want to elope with me?"

Of course you can't run.

Bai Ruo was just joking, and since there was no obvious change, the two could only go to the infected person to test.

And when Yu Nanyi's spiritual power touched those people, their mania was obviously appeased, and their expressions gradually became calm.

The sect masters of the various sects suddenly showed joy, and even Qi Feng's perennially serious expression softened, with a bit of relief.

But the front line of the battlefield thousands of miles away is not so easy.

Even in the human world, most of the army has its own practice system, but they are better at tactics, and they are even more fierce when there are monks setting up enchantments.

This kind of sharpness is not like a sword, a knife, or a magic weapon of various monks, but an indestructible city wall.

Even so, the demon race possessing the source spirit of the demon world is invincible, forcing the human race to retreat steadily.

Bizhou is located in an important place, extending in all directions and facing the sea, and it is also the location of one of the few remaining formations. The leader of the army here is Qi Yuan, the young patriarch of the Taoist sect.

The news of the disappearance of both the Fifth Venerable and the City Master of the Four Blood City came, not to mention shaking the morale of the army, and the rapid infestation of the demons quickly weakened the morale of the barracks. Cong Yun, the elder of the Mountain Medicine Sect, and Lin Zixin, the chief disciple, helped each other so that the army's morale was not distracted.

But for the increasingly severe situation, the atmosphere in Bizhou is not good.

Bai Ruo's prediction was correct. In just two months, the bustling city quickly collapsed. Demons continued to infiltrate and infect humans. More and more walking corpses were being driven, and the power of the demons was increasing. Growing, but the human race has been consuming, and soon there is a one-sided trend.

Besides, it was Ye Xingtian, the legendary Second Venerable, who was facing Bizhou.

Ye Xingtian was already a demon in the Mahayana period. With his assistance, the situation in Bizhou was not optimistic.

At this time, Qi Yuan and Lin Zixin were fighting Ye Xingtian on the battlefield.

In the boundless battlefield, corpses littered the field. The corpses of demons and humans were jumbled together, and there was no difference in appearance. There was only one head and four limbs on the left and right. Once they died, they would be broken into pieces of flesh.Only at this time, there is no separation between humans and demons, the same heart stops beating, and it is not known where it will rot in the end.

There was no injury on Ye Xingtian's body, but Qi Yuan and Lin Zixin were covered in cuts and bruises.

Qi Yuan was originally a genius of the righteous way, but even so, he was still young enough to reach the peak of distraction.As for Lin Zixin, a medical practitioner, he was even worse than him, so Ye Xingtian beat him to the point that he was powerless to fight back.

"I don't like to fight and kill. If you are soft, I can leave a place for you under my command, how about it?"

Ye Xingtian was dressed in soft armor, with a fingertip on his right hand, he clenched his fist slowly, his tone was light, but his words were completely humiliating.

Qi Yuan sneered, Lin Zixin tried his best to recover from their injuries, Ye Xingtian shook his head: "Why bother."

"Since you are overthinking your own abilities, I have no choice but to personally send you on your way."

After all, a devastating coercion came from above, he stretched out his hand, and pinched Qi Yuan's neck from the air, Qi Yuan's eyes were red, but he couldn't move at all.

Lin Zixin gritted his teeth. There was a bloody wound on his shoulder, surrounded by a strong demonic energy. Even if he expended a lot of spiritual power, he couldn't heal immediately. He took out a spar flower with great effort, and the flower gradually grew bigger, with more and more petals. , and finally turned into sharp arrows and surrounded Ye Xingtian.

However, Ye Xingtian only moved his finger, and the spar flower was completely shattered.

At this moment, a dark red epee struck from the sky and was flying towards Ye Xingtian's face. Ye Xingtian's face changed instantly when he saw the sword.

Qi Yuan was thrown out in an instant, and landed beside Lin Zixin, and then he saw the epee hitting Ye Xingtian's head continuously, each time being more ruthless than the last, but it also carried a strong demonic energy.

However, that breath made him very familiar.

The man who walked step by step was wearing a heavy armor, his whole body was pitch black, with magic lines all over his face, his expression was cold, his epee was wrestling with Ye Xingtian, he bent down, picked up the saber that Qi Yuan had dropped, and turned around. head to him.

"Your sword."

Qi Yuan's pupils trembled, and he looked at him as if in disbelief. It took a long time before he smiled foolishly. There was a bit of sourness in this smile, but an irrepressible frenzy.

"Feng Xun..."

Lin Zixin also stared at him with wide eyes, his eyes were flushed: "Brother!"

No one could understand what the word Feng Xun represented to their generation.Feng Xun represents the genius, the direction they are heading for, the dream they cherished when they were young, and a bright star.

It is also regret and loss.

Feng Xun was stared at closely, and he pursed his lips unaccustomed to it. He was used to living alone, and when he suddenly met an old friend, he didn't know how to react.

Fortunately, in this situation.

Feng Xun turned his head to call back the epee, Ye Xingtian looked very pale, stared at him and said: "It really is you, you have really grown up, back then you worked so hard to block my blow."

Now he was stopped with just a sword!

Feng Xun's eyes became cold: "How dare you show up."

Ye Xingtian wiped off the blood on his chin, and said with a sneer, "You were able to stand Yuan Ling back then, but it doesn't mean you can do it now."

"You can try."

"That thing is useless to me." Feng Xun raised his eyes: "I will no longer be controlled by it."

Ye Xingtian frowned, and wanted to say something, but was slammed into the face by the epee, and immediately spat out blood. Feng Xun walked forward expressionlessly, holding his collar and forcing him to look at him.

"Look, you are nothing to me now."

Ye Xingtian clenched his teeth.

This sentence is so familiar.

A hundred years ago, he held Feng Xun's collar in the same way, and said with a sneer: Look, what kind of genius of the human race is not worth mentioning.

All the source spirits were absorbed into the body by Feng Xun himself, Ye Xingtian knew that the source spirits were not complete at that time, stared at the lifeless person on the ground with contempt, turned and left.

Unexpectedly, after he left, Feng Xun opened his eyes again, completely obsessed.

"I really should have made up a few more knives."

Ye Xingtian said fiercely, Feng Xun nodded, and the epee rested on his neck: "It's a pity you don't have one."

Blood splattered.

The crimson sword edge dripped blood, Ye Xingtian never imagined that he would die in Feng Xun's hands so easily.

It was almost the same as the people and demons who were smashed into pieces of flesh around them, just as incompetent and filthy, without knowing where they were going to rot.

Feng Xun raised his hand, and cut off Ye Xingtian's head neatly, but he didn't have any desire for revenge in his heart.

Speaking of it, people are really strange creatures. When you hate, you can wish to crush the other party to ashes, but when you are done, they disperse like the wind.

There is not even a trace of ripples in my heart.

He lowered his eyes and turned to leave, but Qi Yuan hurriedly caught up and grabbed his hand, his eyes were burning, and he pleaded with a hint: "Feng Xun, don't leave."

"Senior brother! Don't leave, please, uncle has been waiting for you to come back, and we have never forgotten you."

The bloodstains on Lin Zixin's body hadn't healed yet, so he stumbled up to him, and grabbed his arm in a daze: "Since you left the Demon Suppressing Tower, why have you refused to come back..."

Feng Xun blinked and looked at Lin Zixin, his usually expressionless face showed a little bewildered.

"I……"

"Let him go!"

Before Feng Xun finished speaking, Cong Yun's voice came from the sky, and soon, Cong Yun in a light blue shirt fell not far from them.

Feng Xun's body froze, Lin Zixin immediately stood in front of him, and said anxiously, "Master, what are you talking about?"

Knowing that Cong Yun had been feeling overwhelmed by this matter, he gritted his teeth when he mentioned Feng Xun, feeling a little flustered for a moment.

One side is a senior brother and the other is a senior aunt, who will he help in a real fight?

Cong Yun, on the other hand, stared straight at Feng Xun, who was full of demonic energy, as if he wanted to stare him out of a hole: "You are really capable now."

"Run to the Demon Town Tower without saying a word, and live this kind of virtue!"

Feng Xun lowered his brows and eyes, lowered his head slightly, his eyes fell on the corpse on the ground and the head in his hand, suddenly felt embarrassed, and hid his hands behind his back.

No one spoke for a while, Qi Yuan frowned, and wanted to drag Feng Xun away, but this was Xi Shan's business after all, and besides, Cong Yun was an elder, so he shouldn't be rude, but he made up his mind that if Cong Yun really Do it, and immediately slip away with Feng Xun.

"You were in Xishan when you were five years old, and I'm still your half-mother. It doesn't matter if you did something wrong, killed someone like a nuisance, or couldn't help yourself! Now, do you really think it's all gone?!"

"Do you really think that you are the only one responsible for those things for so many years?!"

Cong Yun just stared at him quietly: "Feng Xun! Do you really still have Xi Shan in your heart! Your master and a few uncles, I..."

But the more she spoke, the more excited she was, she walked up to Feng Xun step by step with red eyes, raised her hand and slapped him hard.

"Master!"

Feng Xun didn't hide and didn't hide, he received a slap, Lin Zixin pulled Cong Yun in panic, Qi Yuan immediately pulled Feng Xun behind him, but Feng Xun remained motionless, as if growing on the ground.

Qi Yuan's heart was filled with anger, but when he raised his eyes again, he saw that Cong Yun's face was full of tears.

"You don't explain a word, and you don't even reply to a letter! We don't know when you left the Demon Town Tower! Do you know how many times I went to the Demon Town Tower? You know that because of you, your master's realm has been stagnant for 100 years Didn't you take half a step forward!"

Cong Yun no longer had a demeanor, and he didn't feel the makeup on his face: "Do you have a heart! Are you still a human being? You're keeping us a secret! Why didn't you tell..."

She broke down and reached out to beat Feng Xun, Lin Zixin stopped with red eyes, but was also beaten several times, Qi Yuan couldn't pull Feng Xun, so he could only follow Lin Zixin to stop Congyun.

"Why do you carry it by yourself...Why! How capable are you? Is the Demon-Suppressing Tower a place for people to stay?! I have been looking for you for so many years, and sometimes I really wish that you would die outside! Break it early! Our thoughts!"

"For so many years... Are you torturing yourself or us for so many years? Tell me!"

"Seal ten days."

Cong Yun stopped his hands, suddenly seemed exhausted and exhausted: "Why are you so ignorant?"

She has waited too long.

Not a year or two, ten years or 20 years, but a full 100 years.

Even if she is a monk, after all, who knows how many 100 years it will be.

In the beginning, Lei Ting was furious, hating iron for not being steel, she was annoyed that Feng Xun had caused a catastrophe, but she also felt that there must be something inside, but if Feng Xun didn't say anything, she couldn't come out in the Demon Suppressing Tower, she felt distressed and angry, I wish I could go in and suffer instead.

However, Feng Xun seemed so dumb that he refused to let go, and finally disappeared directly, pretending to be walking silently.

But if it wasn't for Xi Shan's cover-up, the comprehension world would have started looking for people all over the place.

Cong Yun hated him for annoying him, but she always just cursed at him, but she was always looking for clues behind her back. How many times she dreamed back at midnight, it was the scene of Feng Xun dying alone outside, which almost became something she couldn't get over. Kaner.

She always thought, this is the first child brought up by their seniors and sisters.

Back then, he was so obedient, such a good child...

Feng Xun looked up at Cong Yun, his breathing became heavier, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything after all.

What can I say.

To make a mistake is to make a mistake. No matter what it is for, the lives in his hands are real. If those people can't come back, he himself is already full of demonic energy. He can't go back, and he has no face to go back.

But looking at Cong Yun who was crying, he felt a trace of regret in his heart.

He had never seen Shigu cry.

The author has something to say: Let me tell you about the big brother first