White Head Demon Master

Listening to Mr. Lan Shuang’s words, Fang Cun sat quietly, unable to describe his expression at this time. Through the fog, he could see that he was very calm at this time, but in that calmness, there seemed to be an inability to surge. Describe the loss and depression.

　　 "You shouldn't have come to find me alone!"

In front of the stone case, Mr. Lan Shuang tore off his clothes, only then can he see that he looks elegant and handsome, but his chest is actually covered with poisonous sores, which looks dripping and terrifying. , No wonder he always has a faint scent on his body. Fang Cun thought he was an elegant and exquisite gas refiner before, but he might just cover up his rotten smell.

　　 Fangcun has not yet answered his words, and he has not waited for Fangcun's answer either.

He just vented out the endless anger and asked questions, and at the same time, the whole person seemed to be a little crazy and evil, maybe it was covered by the dense fog around, or maybe he was too crazy, so his own breath Ascendant actually made his whole person become a little fuzzy, as if there was a dark shadow that broke out of the shell and spread out in the air.

　　 The black shadow vaguely took on the shape of an old man, groveling and weird, not changing, except for the scarlet eyes.

　　 "My physical body, even though it is about to die, but my cultivation base is still much higher than yours..."

　　 "I don't know what arrangement you made before you came, but in the big formation in front of my cave, you can't leave..."

　　 "The moment you appeared in front of me, it was destined to be this way..."

　　 "One drink and one peck, could it be decided before, when your brother hurt me so far, you should pay this debt..."

　　 "……"

　　 "……"

In the hissing laughter, the black shadow was already spreading in the air, and it continued to spread, as if it turned into a cloud, shrouded above Fang Cun’s head, and in the cloud, it kept shaking. There was a sound as if he was about to penetrate Fang Cun's heart, and the sound that tore his reason was even more embarrassing, as if he had set Fang Cun's whole person there.

Even some of the meridians in Fang Cun’s physical body were attracted by the black shadow at this time. The mana began to be uncontrolled and surged in the body, as if betrayed Fang Cun, to help the black shadow open a heavenly gate and attract Come in with the dark shadow...

　　 Those meridians were exactly the meridians that Fang Cun had previously cultivated in order to cultivate the Yuehua body of the Nine Immortals!

　　Mr. Lanshuang is right. In front of this power, he has almost no resistance.

　　 "You are smart, but you are still slow..."

　　 "When you practiced and taught me your Nine Immortal Sect Treasures, this result was already destined..."

Fang Cun felt the mana surging between the meridians in his body, even suppressing it. He listened to the crazy roar, and he felt his mind boiled. He felt an indescribable anger, but he broke out again. He didn’t come out, so he just looked at Mr. Lanshuang’s eyes, tried his best to keep calm, and said to Mr. Lanshuang: “Sir, I’m not a good person, but I still understand a truth. The lives of those refugees seem to be humble and awkward. , But that’s not because they are not as good as us..."

　　 "It's because, when we were born, we already took a lot of advantage..."

When the voice of 　　 fell, the thick black mist had swallowed the square inch.

　　 And the innate qi that has been forced by the square inch between the meridians is no longer under control, and it counters...

　　……

　　……

　　The fog is getting thicker and stranger.

　　 Inside the demon formation, the devil is full of spirit and spirit.

　　 Outside of the fog, it is still the quiet and peaceful college, sunny and breezy.

　　 Only the fog between the three big willow trees is strange and silent.

　　 "Mr. Lanshuang..."

　　 "The disciple visits Mr. Lan Shuang, please open the big array..."

　　 But at this time, suddenly Meng Zhixue's anxious cry rang out in the calm academy.

At this time, beside her, He Zhenzhang, Nie Quan, Meng Qing'er, Yu Qingli and others rushed towards the cave. At this time, Meng Zhixue still held a scroll that looked extremely old. The dossier looked extremely anxious, and behind them, there were a few teachers and teachers from the academy, and even later, the master of the Baixiang Academy and Liuhu Chengshou were among them.

　　 "It's broken, the demon formation has been activated, and the second son of Fang... is inside!"

The five sons of Nanshan League rushed to the strange fog and stopped, and they all felt the strange aura emanating from the strange fog between the three willow trees. They are naturally no strangers to this strange fog. The array of light is also very familiar, it is exactly what they have seen in Nanshan before, so they are more sure of their guess, everyone's face is completely bloodless.

　　 "Mr. Lanshuang, let's start the big formation quickly, don't blame the disciple for being rude..."

Meng Zhixue was anxious and had already triggered Feijian and slashed it eagerly, but Feijian was so sharp that it slashed on the strange fog, but only made a crisp sound, an invisible and intangible mist, unexpectedly Like an entity, sparks splattered and bounced back.

　　 followed, He Zhenzhang's talisman, Nie Quan's knife, and Yu Qingli's invisible force all hit the strange fog, but the result was average.

　　 Their cultivation base and strength are far from the strange fog in front of the cave mansion!

　　 "Master, uncle...uncle..."

　　 Meng Zhixue got up in a hurry, turned around and looked at the two behind him.

Following them, it was the master of the academy Gong Yang Yanqing and the albino carp of Chengshou, and further behind, there were the teachers and teachings of the academy, the gods and documents around the city guard, etc. Everyone’s face, There was a look of consternation and unbelievable anxious contentment. Only the two people of the courtyard master and the city guard were indifferent. They nodded at the same time when they saw Meng Zhixue looking at them.

　　 "Lan Shuang... sir, forgive me!"

The two of them walked up slowly, and they seemed to have made a great decision in their hearts. After a word, they have stretched out the left palm and the right palm, and the invisible mana is intertwined forward, like a huge one. The palm of his hand tore the strange fog in front of him.

　　 The students and teachers in the surrounding Nanshan League were all worried and looked at the strange fog.

　　 After they found out about it, they rushed to inform the lord and the city guard. When they rushed over, it was still too late...

　　 Listening to classmates, Fang Cun came to Mr. Lan Shuang half an hour ago, then...

　　 rumbling!

Unexpectedly, the invisible power that the city guard and the lord protruded before touched the strange fog, but suddenly heard a violent noise inside, which seemed to be mixed with the grunt of some people and the sound of broken objects, and it seemed There was an extremely terrifying force inside, and the strange fog was not torn apart from the outside, but from the inside to the outside, it was broken into pieces, and then quickly dissipated in the air.

Everyone took a step back in shock. When they fixed their eyes, they only saw that the strange fog and evil formations between the three willow trees had disappeared completely, and there was only a mess, the cave behind, and the stone in front. There were fissures in the case, even on the ground, which was shocking, while Mr. Lan Shuang and Second Young Master Fang sat apart from the case. Both of them looked calm and expressionless.

　　Looking at their appearance, they seem to be drinking tea and talking.

　　 Fangcun seemed to have not even the white academic robe on his body dirty, as clean as new, just sitting quietly.

　　 Only the look in the eyes is very complicated at this time, it seems to be angry, sympathetic, sad, and more sad.

Opposite him, Mr. Lan Shuang looked a little sluggish. At this time, his robe was already torn, exposing a whole body of poisonous sores. In every poisonous sore, blood was flowing down, making him look like a man. Like a blood man, the energy on his body is quickly disappearing, giving people the feeling that he is now an empty shell, except for the shock of his eyes.

"This……"

　　 When everyone looked at the appearance of the two of them, they were surprised and did not dare to step forward to help.

　　 "Originally...that's how..."

Mr. Lan Shuang looked at Fang Cun, and he didn’t know how many doubts and incomprehensions flashed through, and even a little unwilling, but after all, these emotions flowed quickly in his eyes, and what was left at the end was only a little helpless and He laughed at himself, he slowly spoke, all his hostility disappeared, and he sighed in a low voice: "Lingxiu's worry is right, I do...I should stay away from you!"

　　 Fang did not answer, and it seemed that he didn't know how to answer. After a long silence, he only whispered: "I practiced..."

　　 "Hehe, don't have to tell me!"

Mr. Lan Shuang gently raised his hand to stop Fang Cun from speaking, and only sighed softly: "Since he is a genius, there is always something incomprehensible, but it's a pity..." As he was speaking, there was a sound in his body. With a sound as if the porcelain was broken, a terrible crack appeared in his flesh at this time, spreading from his chest to his forehead.

His face has been divided into two halves, but the look on his face is very calm and calm. Looking at Fang Cun, he said softly, "If I can teach you, it would be a blessing, but unfortunately, I should not This opportunity!"

　　 trembling with the sound, even his body started to drop some pieces of meat.

　　 Fang Cun raised his head slowly: "Why don't you convince Ren Dan first, and then come again... That way, there will be greater certainty..."

　　 "You still want to call me your husband?"

　　Mr. Lanshuang looked at Fang Cun, his eyes seemed a little complicated.

　　 Fangcun replied earnestly: "Mr. is the first person who is willing to teach me and teach me carefully after I entered the Baixiang Academy!"

When I said this, my mind could not help but flashed through the blue robe in the pavilion that he saw in the pavilion when he was thrown out of the academy when he had nothing to do, thinking of him explaining the way of practice with all his heart. The method of refining qi, thinking of the headache he was tortured by himself, taught him all his knowledge, just approaching himself with a purpose, which is very different from teaching with heart...

　　Square inch can clearly feel the difference...

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　　 "Actually, I don't understand..."

Mr. Lan Shuang listened to Fang Cun's words~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and his expression seemed a little emotional. He was silent for a long time, then suddenly smiled: "When he is about to die, I am always afraid of death, but everyone around me is gone. I think... these are actually quite boring..."

　　 Fang Cun said with some difficulty: "Sir, regret it?"

　　Mr. Lanshuang smiled and shook his head, with more cracks on his face. He replied seriously and softly:

　　 "All the time, no regrets!"

　　 "……"

　　 Fangcun was stunned for a moment and looked up at Mr. Lan Shuang's face.

　　 That porcelain face was full of cracks, and it was full of regret and sadness at this time.

　　 I don’t know what regret it is, but it shouldn’t be for not being able to take away myself...

"Mr……"

　　 Fangcun had countless questions in his heart, and he still had a lot to ask.

　　 "It turns out that death is not so terrible, the only regret is..."

　　 But at this moment, when a breeze blew, Mr. Lan Shuang's broken body suddenly collapsed and turned into a hood of smoke.

　　 even with his last words, they have been blurred by the wind.

　　 Fang Cun can see, only the last guilty look on his face...