"I... don't have such plans."
... ...
"Junior Sister Luo, I, Kong Lianbin of Han Lingya, would like to teach you." Kong Lianbin narrowed his eyes, as if smiling, "But before the battle, I would like to ask Junior Sister Luo, what is your relationship with Venerable Luohua?"
Luo Xue had already assumed a fighting stance, but when Kong Lianbin asked this question, she couldn't help but twitch her lips.
Why are you so gossipy
"She is my mother."
Luo Xue said weakly.
You just want some gossip, so I’ll just give you some.
"Very good, it seems I found the right person."
The smile on Kong Lianbin's face became even brighter, but he did not take action immediately.
He pulled out a strange dagger from his sleeve and thrust it straight into the ground of Luohuatian.
In an instant, the entire small world of fallen flowers changed suddenly and became dark in an instant.
A mist filled the surroundings, and a vicious and terrifying aura filled the entire small world.
"Oh, there was a mistake in my self-introduction just now. Let me try again."
Kong Lianbin smiled, but slightly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of dark pupils.
"The Yinling Temple is bloody evil, please enlighten me."
"I will nail you to death here at the cost of my own life. I will never allow a genius as talented as the Holy Lady of Yinling to rise in the Immortal Realm..."
Chapter 58: Disintegration of the Heavenly Demon
The fairyland has a clear sky and no clouds.
But there is a shadow.
The shadow that covered the sky moved at a moderate speed. Looking up from afar, one could see a hideous blood-red palace above the shadow.
The bloody palace is made entirely of piles of white bones, but it exudes an enchanting scarlet light and carries a terrifying aura.
Just a glance would make me feel terrified, as if all the blood and energy in my body would be drained away in the next moment.
This is a suspended bone boat that can only be built by evil cultivators, but it sails recklessly within the scope of the fairyland.
Because it belongs to the first holy place in the Demon Abyss, the Yinling Temple.
"How long will it take to arrive?" The blood-stained old man asked in a low voice, hunched over, "The Saint is already exhausted."
"Report to the Blood Lord. It will only take two hours."
The Yinling Temple disciple at the helm replied.
"Haha, the sect that values killing the most in the Immortal Realm... Juexiao Sect, I haven't set foot there for nearly a thousand years." The blood-stained old man looked into the distance, a hint of disdain flashing in his turbid eyes, "I wonder if they still have some of the spirit they had back then."
The old man known as the Blood Lord is one of the three masters of the Yinling Temple, and his status is equivalent to that of the peak master of the Juexiao Sect.
However, the strength is slightly better.
This time, he personally escorted the Saint Girl to challenge the various sects in the Nine Provinces of the Fairyland.
But it was not just the Blood Lord who escorted it, even the temple's sacred artifacts were dispatched, and many eyes were fixed on this suspended bone boat.
Because this operation involves not only the Saint, but also the Yinling Temple and even the entire Demonic Abyss.
After the ceasefire a thousand years ago, the Demon Abyss and the Immortal Realm could only fight each other openly or covertly, but they were never able to completely suppress the other side and were always a few points behind.
The saint who walked out of the depths of the sea of blood three years ago was the best chance for the Demon Abyss to completely crush the Fairyland.
"However, the Saint is so young, yet she is so decisive, brutal and cruel..."
The Blood Lord smiled softly, a hint of satisfaction flashing across his wrinkled face.
"He is the Holy Master that our Yinling Temple needs, and a role model for us demon cultivators."
You need capital to be crazy.
But the saint does.
Her capital is enough to allow her to continue to be the Holy Maiden of the Yinling Temple after she has slaughtered all the descendants of the Holy Son who have been deeply rooted in the temple for many years.
So far, no one has dared to inherit the throne of the Holy Son.
The temple was even considering whether to abolish the position of the Holy Son, because the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter were originally going to form a couple, and the Holy Daughter obviously did not want to do so.
"Is this the realm of Juexiao Sect?"
At this moment, a childish but somewhat lazy voice suddenly sounded.
When the surrounding temple disciples heard this voice, they all knelt down instantly, their voices terrified.
"Meet the Saint."
The Blood Lord was no exception. He slowly turned around and bowed.
"I... meet the Saint."
The saint was silent for a while, and the sound of footsteps faded away.
“Boring.”
Then, the sound of a door closing was heard from the main room of the bone boat.
The disciples of the temple all breathed a sigh of relief. This was the legendary Holy Lady of Yin Ling who was capable of killing people and gnawing bones. She would exterminate a person's entire family if she was not satisfied with them.
Before she took over as the Saint, many disciples, and even the lineage of the Saint Son, had died at her hands.
Being with such a terrifying person, you have to be terrified all the time.
The Blood Lord doesn't care about these things. Like most Demon Abyss cultivators, he only cares about the results.
As long as the Saint can bring prosperity to the Yinling Temple, everything she does will be tolerated, or even deliberately condoned.
The Blood Lord glanced at the closed door and closed his eyes.
Behind the door.
The Yinling Saint, who even the most cruel disciples of the Demon Realm were afraid of, was now sitting on an ancient coffin, looking down at the broken dagger in her hand, stroking it gently.
Without saying a word.
... ... .
On the Luohua Tiandao Platform, everyone stood up together with Bai Zhanying.
"How could it be..."
The small world of fallen flowers where Luo Xue was was suddenly polluted by blood and completely turned into blood-colored flowers. The outside world had no way of getting a glimpse of what was going on inside.
Not only that, this fallen flower also escaped the control of the One Flower One World formation.
"We need to save Xiaoxue!"
Bai Zhanying made a prompt decision and wanted to forcibly close the entire flower and world.
But at this moment, Zou Junxin raised his hand to stop her.
“No, Zhan Ying. One Flower One World is the peak-suppressing formation. It’s just that some evil things have contaminated its nodes. If you forcefully close it, it will inevitably damage the formation’s foundation.”
Zou Junxin said solemnly, "This evil thing can't last too long, at most half a quarter of an hour..."
"Can Xiaoxue hold on for half a quarter of an hour?"
Bai Zhanying murmured in a low voice, interrupting Zou Junxin's words.
"The most urgent task now is to rescue Luo Xue," Xi Xiaofeng said, "If there is anything wrong with Kong Lianbin, I will be responsible for this matter... I would like to use the power of the 'Han Zi Scroll' to remove the pollution in the formation."
The Han Scroll is the treasure of Han Lingya and the foundation of its power. Every time it is used, a lot of resources are consumed.
But correspondingly, the "Han" scroll is a powerful weapon for breaking formations. During the battle between immortals and demons, when Mo Yuan sacrificed the blood of millions of evil spirits to break the magic formation, he used the "Han" scroll to break it.
At this point, Zou Junxin could only nod and say, "Yeah."
Xi Xiaofeng looked at the anxious Bai Zhanying and whispered,
"Zhan Ying, don't be anxious, wait a moment."
Xi Xiaofeng raised his hand, and a seemingly ordinary book scroll appeared out of thin air, looming, and one could vaguely see a word outlined in the scroll.
"cold"
According to legend, this was the last word written by a great god who achieved enlightenment through writing, using all his strength.
What Xi Xiaofeng held in his hand at this moment was not the real body of the Han Scroll, but just a trace of its power. However, this trace of power was enough to deal with the current situation.
only...
A trace of blood slid down Xi Xiaofeng's lips.
Even if he only uses this little bit of power, it will cause great damage to him.
... ..
At the same time, within the polluted fallen flowers.
"The Yinling Temple?!"
When Luo Xue heard this, she quickly took a few steps back.
She had seen this name in a letter that made Bai Zhanying worried.
Combined with the current situation and Kong Lianbin's self-introduction...
"Damn, this is a spy from the Demonic Abyss who sneaked in! And he even got the position of the fourth son!"
No wonder... I don't know what the senior sister was busy with during that time. I guess it is related to this matter
Why would you choose yourself...
Luo Xue's mind turned, and she suddenly understood.
Because of cheating these days, her grades are very good and she breaks records one after another.
The traitor Kong Lianbin immediately became anxious when he saw all this, so he exposed himself in front of Luo Xue with the idea of exchanging his life for hers.
As for the last piece of gossip, it is probably the final confirmation...
"The problem is that these grades are all cheated. No, they were cheated!"
Luo Xue never expected that she would be in fatal disaster because of these cheated grades.
But Kong Lianbin would no longer listen to Luo Xue's excuses. After his identity was revealed, his whole body was burning with the fire of the Yin spirit, and even his temperament became much colder.
"Demon... disintegrate!"
A long and rambling comment on the launch
La la la, it’s time to give a speech about the cat’s launch~
Before I knew it, I have already written the third book. Around this time two years ago, the first book by Cat in the actual sense, White-haired Loli, was just published. So much time has passed in the blink of an eye.
I feel a little emotional.
But, how to say it...
During this period, Mao suffered the most serious blow since leaving school.
... layoffs.
Yes, Mao was laid off and lost his job. He received the notice the same month that Miss Luo Yan finished her filming.
Moreover, there were no jobs at the end of the year and companies had basically stopped hiring.
What’s worse is that there is no compensation for layoffs... not to mention the protection of rights of dispatched workers.
I was quite confused. I didn't know what to do, and I didn't want to go home. Maybe I was afraid that my parents would worry about me and I was afraid of being nagged. So I stayed away from home, sending my resume to various companies every day, waiting for a reply with little hope.
So... I was originally planning to start writing the new book next year, but I mentioned it to this year.
The conception of this book is different from the previous two. Neither of them derives the plot from the short stories Mao has written before. It can be regarded as a serious online article. I don’t know if anyone will like it.
As for grades, Hedgehog Cat has released a feature that allows editors to read the rest of the book. The cat probably has an idea of his grades, which are not very good. Even if it is just a pastime during unemployment, it still earns some income.