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A silver lining?

Lin Chiu looked at the blood puppet trembling rapidly in front of him, only to feel a burst of tension in his heart.

"Save!" she said.

She knew that Wei Liang could not walk away at this moment. He wanted to contain the blood puppet, and also to prevent Ji Yuan from using the sea of ​​blood below to sneak attack.

Therefore, the task of saving Wang Weizhi can only be entrusted to her.

"A stick of incense." Wei Liang's voice seemed to freeze. "If you can't wake him up within a stick of incense, don't hesitate and come back immediately."

The ice edge condensed from his hand and placed it in Lin Chuo's palm.

"It can bring you back. Remember, you must come back within a stick of incense."

Lin Zhuo nodded: "Don't worry, Wang Weizhi is not worth my life."

Wei Liang didn't expect her to say this, he was slightly startled, and a slight smile appeared on the corners of his lips that had been tight for a long time.

"I'm sorry, let you take the risk for me." His eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his hand and scratched Lin Chuo's forehead lightly.

Lin Chu only felt the world spin for a while, and when he returned to his senses, he found that he was caught in the palm of Wei Liang.

She looked around in a daze, and saw that "she" was still in his arms with one hand.

So... she is the soul hooked out?

At this time, Wei Liang's voice will fall.

Take risks for him? Lin Chu seems to understand something.

‘Needless to say, I’m sorry, you helped me so much and I’m glad I can do something for you. ’

She thought so.

Besides, she also wanted to save Wang Weizhi.

She felt Wei Liang's fingers tighten slightly, and after a moment of hesitation, a layer of hazy frost covered her. She felt that she had turned into a flying arrow, "swish", straight through the layers of frost barrier. , Fell into the open mouth of the blood puppet Wang Weizhi.

Lin Chuo: "..." Do you want to be so exciting!

The light and shadow change in front of me.

Lin Chu felt as if she had passed through countless layers of bizarre water film, and was in direct contact with the soul. She could feel the remnant thoughts wrapped in these water films at the moment of meeting.

Pain, endless pain.

The frost light flashed softly all over her body, bearing the pain in the water film for her.

Lin Chu knew that this kind of pain from the soul could not be eliminated by Frost. Since she could not feel the pain, it meant that Wei Liang had taken everything for her.

Her heart twitched lightly.

She didn't dare to think about it anymore. She settled her mind and said, ‘I’m sure to take Wang Weizhi back within a stick of incense. ’

A stick of incense...

The monk usually uses the aura's turnover rate to time.

Lin Chuo passed through Yelian. Her karma lotus will spin around in the sea of ​​knowledge, and every turn is exactly the time for a stick of incense.

She condensed a drop of spiritual energy and placed it on the cusp of the lotus valve rotating to the north.

When this "pointer" turns for a week and returns to the true north, it will happen to be a stick of incense.

After finishing the clock, Frost also took her to her destination.

It was actually Bibotan.

It's just that the pool of water in front of me is as dark as ink.

She found that she had her body again.

The palm of his right hand, as if there is a cold heart, beating unhurriedly.

Lin Chuo knew that it was the ice ridge, the ice ridge that could pierce the void and the reality, and bring her back from this psychic space to this world.

She shook the palm of her hand, calm.

From the front left, there was the sound of a weapon cutting into the flesh.

Lin Chuo's expression was shocked, and he looked up.

At a glance, he saw Wang Weizhi.

His red and white clothes had been thoroughly soaked with blood, it was not known whether it was his own blood or blood from something else.

I saw that in the pool in front of him, one after another, crawling with bleeding corpses.

Looking at Wang Weizhi again, his expression was forbearing, with blue veins bursting out of his forehead, his eyes were a little confused, and the movement of swinging the sword in his hand was entirely instinct.

"Wang Weizhi!" Lin Chi tried to call him softly.

Wang Weizhi's reaction was extremely slow, and it was only when Lin Chu thought that he could not hear her at all, he turned his head very slowly and looked at her.

"Lin... Autumn."

His voice was hoarse and broken.

Lin Chiu was overjoyed-in this way, would he wake him up? Hasn't he already recognized himself?

A smile slowly appeared on Wang Weizhi's face.

The smile expanded uncontrollably to the sides, and the corners of his lips were almost grinning under the base of his ears.

"It's better for you...you come with me."

Lin Chuo's scalp numb immediately.

Wang Weizhi seemed to be back alive, his movements no longer stiff and slow. I saw that he took the sword abruptly, swept upside down, and flew to Lin Chuo's side.

She found that the hem of his clothes had been soaked in the black water in the Bibotan, and the black juice, like a substance, crawled up the hem of his clothes and spread to his legs.

"What are you doing here?" Lin Chuo put on a harmless expression.

"I'll kill Wang Yangyan." He pointed to the dark water and calmly said to Lin Chuo, "Look, I have killed so many people in order to kill him. What do you think these people have? Use, at this time, I still have the mood to drink in it, one by one, come out and give it away."

Lin Chiu rubbed his eyebrows, pointed at a blood corpse that had just crawled out of the pool, and said, "This, is it a human?"

Wang Weizhi's long eyes slanted, flew up with a sneer, split the blood corpse in half, and then swept back.

"Well," he said, "I'll wait for them to come out one by one. These are Wang Yangyan's dog-legged minions. I will pull out his teeth first, and finally kill him."

Lin Chuo sensed the sea and found that the lotus petal with the spiritual dewdrop had moved out of a small arc.

She tentatively asked, "Wang Weizhi, do you know where this is?"

"Jie Mo Ling," Wang Weizhi replied naturally, "I received the news that Wang Yangyan was hiding in Ji Mo Ling, leading a group of dog legs to drink and have fun, so I came to take his dog's life."

"This is Bibotan." Lin Chuo sank, "Jie Moling does not have Wang Yangyan, only Ji Yuan-do you remember who Ji Yuan is."

Wang Weizhi looked at Lin Chu with an idiotic expression: "Nonsense. If he hadn't made my mother into a blood puppet, I wouldn't know that Wang Yangyan as a **** killed my mother!"

Lin Zhuo raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky above his head.

"Look at it clearly, whether this is Bibotan or Silent Demon Ridge." Lin Chuo asked.

Wang Weizhi laughed "poof": "Lin Qiu, do you think I'm thinking stupid?"

He pointed to the dark pool in front of him, and said: "Look at this large black yard, here, here, do you see the two black forests on the side, do you see the fog? And the rotten tombs all over the mountains? ,did you see that?"

He even walked a few steps into the water, and the black water once again soaked his clothes, but he didn't notice it.

He twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "This is Bibotan. You are kidding me."

His eyes were crisscrossed with bloodshot eyes, and his smile was worse than crying.

"Doesn't you hurt?" Lin Chuo asked, "Why do I find you uncomfortable now?"

Blue veins burst out on his white face, and his muscles stiffened with pain and twitched from time to time, but he didn't notice it.

I don't notice it, but every time I make an expression, it is very weird.

With a smile, he grinned to the base of his ears, and he didn't feel the pain even when the corners of his lips were torn.

"It doesn't hurt!" Wang Weizhi raised his arms lightly, "I'm fine! The thought of killing Wang Yangyan's old dog immediately, I don't know how happy it is. What hurts? It doesn't hurt at all! I will feel heartache. Him? A joke!"

"But it hurts me." Lin Chuo looked directly at him calmly.

Heartache for a pair of parents.

Wang Weizhi was stunned, and then laughed: "Do you feel bad about me? Tsk, I know, what is good about Wei Liang, which is one-tenth of me. Why, I have slapped me a few times and moved the truth? Don't worry, accompany me to kill Wang Yangyan first, and I will go to Wei Liang to beg you."

Lin Chu really wanted to kick him into the pool.

She closed her eyes and said, "Wang Weizhi, have you really found a problem?"

"What." Wang Weizhi looked disapproving, and sent a few sword lights behind him, slicing the blood corpses that had just climbed ashore.

"Do you remember who you sympathize with in Bibotan?"

"Wang Yangyan." He answered without thinking, "So?"

Lin Chu just looked at him steadily.

"So, what is empathy?"

Wang Weizhi "puchi" laughed: "Why, Lin Qiu, you came all the way to learn from the master and tell me the truths that children know?"

Lin Chiu looked into his eyes and repeated: "So, what is empathy?"

Wang Weizhi rolled his eyes and looked helpless: "Resonates with the soul of the dead who resent the most, the soul..."

Suddenly, he took a long breath, his expression gradually frozen, and his pupils shrank into nothingness.

Lin Chi clearly saw that Wang Weizhi's white cheeks were covered with goose bumps in an instant.

"The soul with the deepest resentment..." Wang Weizhi muttered to himself, "The soul..."

"Dead Soul..."

He lost the focus in his eyes and looked at Lin Chu blankly: "The soul... the soul of Bibotan... In the soul of Bibotan, the soul with the deepest resentment... is... Wang, Yang, Yan."

He suddenly hugged his head and screamed up to the sky.

"Wang Yangyan is a dead soul, a dead soul... he was dead long ago, before I killed him, he was already dead... ah ah ah -"

His roar was exactly the same as the time when Huang Yinyue was found tragically dead.

It broke our hearts.

Lin Chuo waited patiently for a while.

It wasn't until Wang Weizhi's violent gasps eased slightly that she stretched out her hand, patted his shoulder lightly, and said, "Now, we have more important things."

Wang Weizhi slowly lowered his head and looked at her.

From time to time, he would take a slight breath, which was extremely painful.

"I..." The corners of his mouth were twisted and his voice was broken, "I actually, if I really see him, I may not kill him directly. I, I just want to ask clearly, why he didn't save my mother. He. It's Great Sword Immortal, who can try to save her even if he fights to death, can't he?"

He slowly looked at the water in front of him, his eyes froze suddenly.

"Here, it is really Bibotan." He turned his head to look at Lin Chuo blankly, "Why Bibotan? Why did I reach Bibotan?"

Lin Zhuo sighed sympathetically, "Actually, this is Ji Mo Ling?"

The corner of Wang Weizhi's mouth twitched swiftly: "Don't fool me? I'm not in the mood now.

"Are you really not in pain?" Lin Chuo asked.

Wang Weizhi's expression slowly darkened, "Lin Qiu, what happened to me?"

"You were sacrificed to Yuan and made a blood puppet." Lin Chiu said bluntly.

The condensed lotus petals had already traveled a quarter of a distance, and she didn't have much time left, and she couldn't take care of Wang Weizhi's emotions, and let him slowly accept this fact.

"Really." Wang Weizhi said, "I don't remember."

"Someone heard you yelling, saying that if you don't die, you must sacrifice the blood and pay the debt." Lin Chiu said.

Wang Weizhi smiled mockingly.

"Whatever," he said, "it's boring. I'm tired, and you don't know me where you come from and where you are going."

Lin Chiu saw that he had no ambitions.

Hate is the deepest love.

Since childhood, he hated his parents. Such a background meant that he could only be a hedgehog with spikes and refused to approach anyone.

Everyone around him is related to him by blood, but he has no relatives.

He hated the two people who could only quietly come back to see him on the day of his birthday for seventeen years.

In fact, a thought had already sprouted in his heart, but he didn't want to admit it-he hated them, not because they gave him such an unbearable background, but why didn't they take him with him?

Why should he be left alone in that big family full of hypocrisy?

What he hates is that they don't love him. Abandon him. Oh no, I didn't abandon it, and I will come back once a year to brush up on his presence in front of him, right?

Remind him once a year that he is just a poor bug thrown away by his parents.

Huang Yinyue's death was not unexpected.

Every year, in the two or three days before his birthday, he would always think countless times-would those two people have died outside? If it doesn't appear this year, it must be dead? It's great to die!

When Wang Yangyan appeared alone, he was actually dead as Huang Yinyue in his heart. From then on he was colder, more alone, and less able to understand what he really wanted.

After Bibotan empathized, he wanted Shi's father all his heart, but the deepest reason was that he had brewed the ultimate parent-child relationship for that love and hatred.

He couldn't accept that he loved these two people deeply, so he could only hate.

Hate him to death.

Wang Yangyan's inaction gave Wang Weizhi a reason to die.

But at this moment, he suddenly discovered that all love and hatred had nothing to do with him.

He is already a lonely man. Since he is already dead, let him die, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Although he doesn't remember what happened to him, his deepest subconscious has sounded the alarm, telling him that he definitely doesn't want to remember those memories again.

Lin Chiu looked at Wang Weizhi and saw that his expression slowly became calm, his face turned slightly red, the surface of his skin quivered slightly, and the black on his clothes was about to spread to his chest.

If this continues, Wang Weizhi will be completely ruined without waiting for the time for a stick of incense.

"Don't you want to know what happened to Wang Yangyan?" Lin Zhuo asked loudly.

Wang Weizhi's trembling skin condensed suddenly.

"you know?"

"I don't know either," Lin Chiu pointed to Bibotan behind him, "but since we are here, it must not be for no reason. Wang Weizhi, we are running out of time."

Wang Weizhi narrowed his slender eyes slightly: "Okay. What should I do now?"

"Let's talk about it first."

Lin Chuo folded his hands in front of him, shoulder-to-shoulder and windless.

"Fan, lotus, change!"

Wang Weizhi's pupils contracted and stared in front of Lin Chiu in surprise.

I saw a huge dark golden lotus three feet in diameter suddenly appeared. The material was like metal, but there was a strange sense of illusion.

Wang Weizhi tried his best to distinguish it, but still couldn't tell whether it was a real fantasy.

In the next instant, the huge dark-colored golden lotus plunged into the black blue wave pool and burst out!

I saw that the black water was shaken up by a hundred meters, countless blood corpses were blown up in the air, and the broken flesh and limbs flew horizontally, together with the black pool water, dripping down.

After the dark golden lotus exploded, it scattered into countless small lotuses, like fine golden crumbs all over the sky, spinning and dancing, twisting everything in the range into pieces.

In an instant, everything returned to calm.

Wang Weizhi found that the pool water had become less. Originally, the two of them stood by the water's edge, but at this moment, the dark pool water shrank back, nearly ten feet away from them.

With a thought, he no longer keeps his hands.

The Wang's sword was stunned by the heavy wind, Wang Weizhi didn't make those dragons and tigers roar, but instead swung a simple and unpretentious epee, slashing heavily into the pool in front of him.

Every time a wave disappears, the pool water will shrink inward by more than a foot.

Lin Chuo made a backhand, and the Liuli Sword appeared in his hand.

After being strengthened by the sword marrow of Xianmeng, the glazed sword has become a pure and transparent colorless sword like ice. The heart of the sword is condensed with a ray of silver light, and three drops of Arakawa blood are condensed into small petals, inlaid in silver. The bottom of the awn, near the hilt.

Lin Chuoxin waved his hand, and his aura turned into a satin-like dark golden fan, and the arc light swept across, sinking into the black pool.

I saw that dark golden long arc swiftly passing underwater, crushing everything it touched.

Under the joint efforts of the two, the water surface of the pool dropped rapidly, continuously exposing black mud.

Time is passing fast, seeing the lotus needles, halfway through.

Only half of the time left for incense!

Lin Chuo no longer kept his hands, Jinglianpo and Yanlianbian exploded one after another in the pool. Four dark golden little lotuses flew by his side, and the glass sword was danced "sizzlely".

Seeing her desperately, Wang Weizhi couldn't help but slightly turn red in his eyes.

He didn't leave any backhands either, and the heavy sword slashed through, and the wave of water could break through from the end of the pool to the other side.

After exerting his full strength, he began to feel severe pain everywhere in his body.

This severe pain gradually activated some memories that were deliberately forgotten out of instinct protection...

Broken and messy.

Blood, rot, pain.

Wang Weizhi yelled out of joy, and the epee in his hand danced vigorously.

Time passed quickly, and Lin Chuo watched the closer and closer distance between the pointer and True North, and his heart beat quickly.

At this moment, the two have stood at the bottom of the dried-up pond.

However, there is nothing here.

Looking at Wang Weizhi again, the pain on his face was already on the surface. He kept pumping to relieve the severe pain, his eyes were covered with blood, and his gums were bitten and cracked.

"No way?" He twitched the corner of his mouth, "Forget it, don't blame you. Lin Qiu, let you go, if there is an afterlife, you are a friend, I will make it."

At this moment, it rained.

The black water that was evaporated by the two of them finally turned into rain, gurgling down.

Lin Chiu condensed a large lotus leaf on top of his head with aura, blocking the two of them under the lotus leaf.

The black rain fell, and within the rain curtain, scenes of illusions began to appear, quickly passing by.

The sky is black, and the red thunder will not fall.

Ji Yuan floated above the pool, and there was a person kneeling under him.

Wang Yangyan.

Ji Yuan’s weird laughter seemed strange and stern in the wind and rain: "Oh, Wang Yangyan, in order to resurrect your wife, I would rather kneel down on me, a demon! Good! Good! You are a man who can make great things! Today, I will give it to you. A word of truth, I sacrifice to Yuan, there is indeed a way to get Huang Yinyue back into the world."

Wang Yangyan did not look up, he didn't know how malicious and treacherous the expression on Ji Yuan's face was at this moment.

Lin Chuo and Wang Weizhi could see clearly.

"I promised You Ran, I will definitely take his mother back." Wang Yangyan's voice was exhausted.

Ji Yuan’s face smiled even more, “Yes, what a husband and wife love, what a father and son love. You now need to do one thing. As long as you do this simple little thing, I will help you gather Huang Yinyue’s grievances. , Let her return to the world."

He raised his arms, his red sleeves flying in the wind.

Lin Chiu could tell at a glance that there was no wave of resentment at all here and now.

"Liar." Wang Weizhi broke a tooth, "Don't believe it."

Wang Yangyan raised his head, his eyes blank: "I do."

Ji Yuan's smile was even brighter: "Like Huang Yinyue, dying here-to restore everything, as long as she died, you will die. However, I don't want to be bloody, you have to do it yourself. Don't worry. , Huang Yinyue is the person that Lord Demon Lord wants, how dare I deceive Lord Demon Lord? But, I just took the opportunity to want your life, what do you think?"

Wang Yangyan's face trembled slightly, and then replied: "Okay. Use my life to replace her."

He jumped from the bridge into the bottom of the pool, stood where Huang Yinyue was tied, and locked his ankles with a heavy chain.

He summoned the epee, and a dull "bang" came from underwater, and blood soon filled the bottom of the pool.

Lin Chuo felt cold all over and turned to look at Wang Weizhi.

He saw that the teeth in his mouth were crushed by himself one by one, flowing down the corners of his lips with blood.

Ji Yuan began to laugh loudly.

"Fool! Fool! How can there be such a fool in the world! No wonder you are going to be stupid!"

Wang Yangyan could not move at this moment. Before he started, he had poured aura into the flying sword, and the flying sword was meticulous and still executing the master's orders.

Even if he heard Ji Yuan's voice, he couldn't do anything. He could only hang straight at the bottom of the pool, and Ren's heavy sword hit his head one by one.

On the surface of the lake, the wind is densely covered.

"Have you finally come out?" Ji Yuan Jiejie smiled strangely, "Huang Yinyue, Huang Yinyue, you really embarrassed us Demon Race, died so terribly, there is no complaint? You see, how nice and considerate I am , I lied to your man, let him also taste what you were like."

The wind howled, as if trying to swallow Jiyuan, however, it could only be blown through him weakly.

There seemed to be a sharp call from a woman in the wind: "No—no—"

Ji Yuan said: "Not enough, not enough. Huang Yinyue, you are too soft to be my blood puppet. But it doesn't matter, and your man, he is much more fierce than you! You can do this to yourself. Ruthless, he will become my blood puppet in the future, and I will surely kill the Quartet and make this world a sea of ​​blood!"

Yin wind hit the surface of the pool in vain.

However, the wind can only wrinkle the water in the pool and cannot make a big wave.

The movement at the bottom of the pool finally subsided.

A trace of blood gradually seeped into the wind, and the blood fell on the yin wind and began to sink to the bottom of the pool. The blood at the bottom of the pool had already been collected by Ji Yuan's prohibition.

"Wang Yangyan, I'm going to talk to Ji Yuan. If your wife is made into a blood puppet, isn't she returning to the world? Of course, how could I forget you? Your husband and wife will be together forever, happy or not? Ah? , Don’t have to be so grateful, things are not over yet. Do you know why I must have you die?"

"Because your good son is the best finishing touch! Hahahahaha-your family of three will be reunited soon! Are you very happy?"

The wind is getting stronger.

Ji Yuan continued to fan the flames: "Don't worry, I will let your son suffer all the pain and torture that you can and cannot imagine before death. I will completely destroy his mind and let him, every moment, They only hate one thing-why come to the world."

"what--"

"what--"

"what--"

It's a scream in the wind.

Ji Yuan didn't rush, and began to refine the blood that filled the sky with resentment.

"Well," he murmured, "Will Lord Demon be very happy to learn about this? You have to find a You Ji and give this good thing to the great talent carefully."

Ji Yuan's figure faded away.

Yelian lotus needles almost overlap with Zhengbei!

"Jiyuan...Jiyuan..." Wang Weizhi's expression was extremely grim.

He was struggling, however, the black water that had only darkened most of his body, as if turned into a living creature, climbed up desperately, like pairs of black hands, dragging him to the bottom of the pool!

"Lin Qiu! Help me! I must never die! Take me away, take me away from here! I want revenge! I want revenge!!" A rare young man appeared anxious and helpless on his face. look.

The Yelian pointer has reached the true north!

It's time for a stick of incense!