Youmei's nails were too sharp, and after a while, blood slowly flowed from Mu Changting's slender and fragile neck.
It was like the soft and delicate petals of a white rose were suddenly splashed red, the color was too dazzling.
Xing Yusheng turned his gaze, disconnected the sound transmission formation, and the corner of his mouth raised an almost indifferent arc: "My parents have passed away a long time ago, do you think there is anyone else in this world that I really care about? If you want to kill it, kill it, He is nothing more than an insignificant existence to me."
Yaomei dubiously increased the strength of her hands, Mu Changting frowned in pain, and even breathed intermittently.
Xing Yusheng remained indifferent, and there were even sarcasm smiles in the depths of his eyes: "If you really want to help me, you might as well hand over Lin Jian to me. This person has been treating me very well. I haven't treated him well yet. Repay him for his kindness." The word "good" was said by him through gnashing of teeth, with the hatred of wanting to tear him into pieces.
Yaomei heard the change in his tone, and couldn't help but wonder: "As far as I know, Lin Jian is your teacher, who has taught you well. Although his conduct is not good, but Didn't you always insist that you were different from me before? If you want to take revenge now, you will inevitably become a person who deceives teachers and destroys ancestors, have you thought about it?"
Lin Jian curled up in a corner and shivered, and Xing Yusheng's eyes stabbed at him like a sharp sword.
"Mr. Lin is naturally different from others. Ever since he joined the Pure Heart Sect and devoted himself to his sect, he has been bullying and humiliating me. He treats me worse than a pig or a dog. Even if I bear the charge of deceiving my master and destroying my ancestors, I will admit it! "Xing Yusheng said coldly, "This sanctimonious and shameless person snatched my parents' sword, and even used it as a threat repeatedly, treating me like an obscene woman. What's more, after knowing the secret technique handed down by my family, He coveted the forbidden law of the Xing family. He forced me to practice every day so that he could absorb a steady stream of spiritual power from me."
Yaomei sneered and said: "This person is really disgusting, so what are you waiting for?" She raised her chin in the direction of Lin Jian, and she whispered seductively, "Take your sword and kill him!"
Mu Changting stared at him intently, thinking to himself that Fu Xifeng had seen him come out of Bitch Lin's room with the books on swordsmanship that Bitch Lin had not sincerely given him to practice, but had another purpose. It has always been used as a container for cultivation, but because the parents' saber was taken away, they can't resist, and they don't dare to resist, how resentful and painful they must be. For a moment, Mu Changting didn't know whether he hoped that Xing Yusheng would kill Lin Jian or let him go...
Xing Yusheng pulled out his long sword suddenly, and walked towards Lin Jian step by step.
His eyes were as bright as stars, and the chill was like a shadow reflected on the water, reflecting a strong killing intent through his eyes.
Seeing that the whole person was sticking to the wall, Lin screamed and waved his hands: "Don't come here! Don't kill me!"
He tried to get up, but his feet slipped, and he fell heavily to the ground when he got up. He had been sucked up by the demon before, and all his energy and spiritual power had been sucked away. At this moment, his whole body was weak, and because of the extreme fear, he was even a little unconscious. He didn't recognize who the boy in front of him was, but subconsciously felt scared.
It was the same fear as when Yaomei reached out to dig out his heart.
Lin Jian turned and crawled in other directions, his whole body trembling with fear, as if the god of death was following behind him with a sharp knife in his hand. Yaomei chuckled happily, and Mu Changting felt a chill creeping up his entire spine. It was Xing Yusheng, whom he had never seen before, a devil who seemed to come from Asura Hell.
Xing Yusheng stabbed lightly with his sword, and the sword glowed brightly, drawing bright traces in the air.
Lin Jian screamed loudly, blood spurted out, and the hamstrings of both feet were severed!
Immediately afterwards, the tendons of the hands, the eyes, and even the skin of the body were cut with scars, some of which were even deep enough to show the bones. The stone room was very quiet, as if even the sound of breathing sounded in the ears, so quiet that it seemed that only the sound of breathing could be heard. Lin saw hoarse and desperate cries of pain.
In the end, there was hardly an inch of intact skin on his body, and Ling Chi was no more than that.
The crawling track dragged out deep bloodstains on the ground, and the thick bloody smell in the air was disgusting.
Aunt Wang screamed and covered her ears, crying upside down: "I didn't want to eat it! I didn't want to eat yours! Don't come to me!"
Lin Jian was lying on the ground dying, his lips were trembling, but he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
The long sword hangs high in the sky, and the treacherous sword light grows and shrinks from time to time, facing the position of Lin Jian's heart.
Spiritual power flows violently through Xing Yusheng's fingertips. As long as he swipe lightly, the tip of the sword falls, and the person he hates can immediately lose his life.
Fighting the danger of being stabbed in the throat by a demon, Mu Changting spoke with difficulty: "... Xing, Xing Yusheng, if you finish him here, the Qingxin faction will not be able to go back! He is a scum, but he is not a pity to die, but you still have to kill him." You are young, and you have been accused of killing your teacher all your life, how will you deal with yourself in the world?"
Hearing this, Xing Yusheng paused, and suddenly raised his head to meet his calm and clear eyes.
"Shut up!" Yaomei pinched his neck angrily, and urged Xing Yusheng, "Kill him quickly! Now, there is no hesitation! There is no turning back, and it is too late to regret it now! "
Xing Yusheng gently raised the corners of his mouth, and said lightly: "Do you think the pure heart party is something rare for me?"
His words seemed to be addressing the demon, but also seemed to be responding to Mu Changting in a low voice. As soon as the words fell, the fingers moved lightly, and the long sword fell down sharply, piercing Lin Jian's chest!
Mu Changting couldn't bear to close his eyes, and Lin Jian's breathing stopped abruptly.
This was the first time he saw the death of a familiar person around him, even if the person was hateful, the shock of facing death still caused Mu Changting's emotions to be tossed and tossed.
Yaomei laughed loudly: "Quick! Quick! Good kill!"
At this moment, Xing Yusheng suddenly raised his long sword, pointed at Mu Changting, and said coldly, "It's his turn next."
Yaomei asked enthusiastically: "What? You want to kill him too?"
Xing Yusheng said lightly: "He saw me kill Lin Jian with his own eyes, this secret cannot be publicized, and he must not be kept."
Yaomei asked back: "Do you still want to go back to the Pure Heart Sect? Just now you kept saying that you are not rare, but now you are afraid that people will know the secret of your murder?"
Xing Yusheng smiled slightly: "Because I suddenly changed my mind, don't you think it's more fun to stir up blood and blood from the First Immortal Sword Sect than thinking about your one-acre three-point land here?"
After hearing this, Yaomei clapped her hands and said with a smile, "Okay, let me help you deal with him." She tightened her fingers while saying that, Mu Changting was even pinched by her, and Mu Changting was lifted up, his face pale. He was bruised from suffocation, as if he was going to die soon.
"Wait a minute!" Xing Yusheng put one hand behind his back, and the tip of the sword that was still dripping with blood trembled slightly.
Yaomei glanced at him lightly: "Reluctant?"
Xing Yusheng said lightly: "I just want to do it myself. You are right. I am born a different kind. I will be looked down upon all my life and be played by fate. Since the world treats me indifferently, why should I have feelings for them?" Hope? It’s better to follow your own heart and live a happy life.”
Xing Yusheng paused, and then said: "That said, I would like to thank you, it turns out that the feeling of revenge is so pleasant!"
Fingers formed a sound transmission formation on the back again, but this time the flow direction was towards Mu Changting.
Xing Yusheng said to Yaomei: "Do you mind if I sacrifice the blood of my brother from the same sect to my sword?"
Yaomei especially likes to see him look like a demon but not a demon. She wholeheartedly thinks that she has done a good deed. If she had known her fate, obeyed it early, and stopped coveting the warmth of the world, she would not have been hurt like herself. .
Yaomei let go of Mu Changting with a smile, pushed him forward, and said softly, "Of course I don't mind, here it is."
Mu Changting was still a little dazed at the moment, if Xing Yusheng hadn't spoken in his mind through the sound transmission formation just now, asking him to cooperate in action, he would even have thought that Xing Yusheng had been bewitched by the demon and had completely betrayed the sect.
It's not that he doesn't want to believe Xing Yusheng, it's really... It's that his expressions are all true, and his hatred is all true, even the cruel method of slowly torturing Lin Jian to death makes people shudder to think of it.
The eyes of the two quietly met in the air, Mu Changting pursed his lips, his face was a little pale.
Xing Yusheng's cold voice sounded: "In the martial arts competition, we each have a winner or loser. Guess who will win today?"
Mu Changting took a step back as if he was a little scared, but with the movement of stepping back, the talisman that he had been wearing close to his body fell from his sleeve and fell into the palm of his hand.
At the same time, Xing Yusheng flew towards him suddenly, and saw that the tip of the sword was about to approach Mu Changting's face!
But the two of them suddenly changed their direction in a very tacit understanding, and rushed towards the direction of Yaomei!
The magic talisman swiveled, and following the guidance of the sword energy, it was tightly wrapped around Yaomei's body like a chain!
Yaomei didn't expect Xing Yusheng to turn against the water before the battle, and after a moment of dazed effort, they were successfully attacked by them! Yaomei was furious, and wanted to break through the "fuling lock", but the chain became tighter and tighter.
This is the most commonly used trick in the world of cultivating immortals. It is simple and practical, and it is widely spread. It is just that the two people who need to cast the spell usually have a very high degree of tacit understanding. Whichever party is late, the spell will not succeed.
Mu Changting was so happy when he saw that he hit the target, he said to Xing Yusheng, "Oh! It worked! Hurry up! We have limited spiritual power, this thing won't last long!"
Xing Yusheng returned to his indifferent and alienated appearance, nodded, and silently followed Mu Changting back along the original road.
Yaomei roared behind her: "How dare you lie to me! How dare you lie to me!"
An angry voice resounded through the dark room corridor.
Mu Changting wiped the blood from his neck, and murmured while thinking about running for his life: "She almost stabbed my throat, how perverted!"
"..." No one answered.
Xing Yusheng was so good at acting just now, but the silence now makes people feel weird.
Mu Changting turned to look at him, just in time to meet Xing Yusheng's gaze, and both of them were stunned.
Just as Mu Changting was about to speak, the voice of the ghostly laughter exploded in his ears, so close that it made one's scalp numb.
"Stinky boy, since you don't know what to do, don't blame me!"