Jin Se

Chapter 41: break (below)

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Shi Wuduan's chest was bloody and bloody, and in a short while, the warm blood overflowed the celadon in his clothes, and they flowed into every notch on the celadon, which made the celadon look not like a piece of human head carving. , it is more like a small magic circle with fine blood grooves engraved on it to absorb some kind of power.

Just as the blood flow seemed to be alive, walking through the "blood groove" on the blue silicon, a warm light almost orange suddenly rose from Shi Wuduan's chest, as if two magnets of the same sex were repelling each other. Shengdi bounced Bai Li away from him.

Bai Li was caught off guard, and took three steps back, slamming his back against the wall. He groaned, the blood in his eyes seemed to have faded a lot, his face turned from fierce to confused, and he looked at him coldly. Looking at his elongated nails.

As soon as the blue silicon light dissipated, Shi Wudu, who was half unconscious, slammed into Bai Li's eyes fiercely. Bai Li's eyes widened suddenly, and he couldn't help but take a step back first, and then his eyes fell on himself On the blood stained on the snow-white sleeve, he was stunned for a while, and suddenly hissed: "No reason!"

Is it me? I hurt him? How could I...

He rushed over in a hurry, but felt that Shi Wuyuan was bleeding everywhere from his neck to his chest, and he didn't know how many holes were leaking all over his body, so he immediately became at a loss, and stretched his hands under him several times, trying to squeeze him He picked him up, but Shi Wuduan's neck was still bleeding, and he couldn't bear it at all. When he moved, it seemed that the blood flowed more violently.

Bai Li half-kneeled on the ground, his mind seemed to be even more blank than before, and his heart was cold along with his hands and feet—as if it wasn't Shi Wudu who was injured to death, but him.

Shi Wuduan was still awake, but he couldn't speak. He just looked at the terrified Bai Li with a kind of calm and almost indifferent eyes.

The ashes of the Yin Corpse Fire will not completely change a person, and it can't even make a person lose his original heart. It just makes people with the same origin lose a little bit of self-control. Shi Wuduan understood in his heart—in fact, he seemed to have not understood this way for a long time. He felt that his mind had become a mirror, and all the beautiful and ugly things were presented in front of him, and there was nothing to hide.

That's right, or to some extent, Yin Corpse Fire can better show a person's true heart, and it turns out that this is his true heart.

Just like a wolf, even if it is raised up to please its master by raising its tail like a dog, it still can’t change its nature of drinking blood. As long as its fangs are still there, one day it will aim at its master’s neck. Just like myself, even if you are trapped on Jiulu Mountain, trapped in a disadvantaged situation, if you want to drink and drink like a normal person, you can't change the cold and rebellious blood in your heart. Only blood and this Only the complete shattering of the old era can ignite it. One day, it will either cause millions of wars, or it will also be wiped clean.

Shi Wudu suddenly felt exhausted. Animals don't have to go against their own instincts, eating, drinking and jumping are all based on instinct. Why do people have to suppress it so hard? What can be exchanged for such depression

He held his breath, gathered enough strength to slap Bai Li's hand away, his blood-soaked fingers were clenched white, and he grabbed the hem of his clothes, tearing off the rag that stuck to his chest, blood The drop fell on Bai Li, scaring Bai Li out of his wits: "Don't move! What are you doing?"

Shi Wudu raised the corner of his mouth, looked at him with a cold smile, his eyes darkened, and he almost fell forward, he tried his best to raise his palm, pressed the wound on his neck, and intermittently recalled that time so old that he almost remembered it. Unclear incantations, the wound healed crookedly and with difficulty, he was like a poor tailor, closing one side and opening another.

Regardless of his resistance, Bai Li carefully put his hand under his ribs. Shi Wuduan's profile was as golden as paper, and the sweat from his forehead wet his eyelashes, forcing him to close his eyes slightly. With a sneer, he opened his mouth, Bai Li recognized his mouth shape, Shi Wudu was saying, "Bai Li, you are fine."

"I... I didn't mean it." He defended in a low voice, his heart was in a mess, but he carefully supported Shi Wudu's body with his hands, "I'll take you out to find..."

However, at this time, the door of Shi Wuyuan's room was suddenly forcibly broken into from the outside. The leader was Xia Duanfang, followed by a group of cultivators holding their own magical weapons, as if they were facing a big enemy, and even Lu Yunzhou was carrying The sword is coming. They were attracted by Jinglei just now and the vision in this room, when they saw the scene in the room, they froze immediately, looked at Shi Wuduan and then at Bai Li, not knowing what was going on.

At this moment, Shi Wudu suddenly took a deep breath, pushed Bai Li away fiercely, stepped back three steps, and stood clearly where he should stand, as if there was a tacit understanding, Lu Yunzhou reached out to catch him He grabbed him and told him to lean against the door, and then he didn't care about what Bai Li was. He drew his sword and rushed over without a word, obviously wanting to discuss life and death with him. Stance.

Bai Li immediately dodged by taking a wrong step, but he didn't dare to fight back. He just looked at Shi Wudu with his eyes. Seeing his expressionless face, he felt even more sad. He couldn't tell whether it was guilt or fear. It's amazing, Bai was absent-minded and didn't dare to fight back, he was forced into the yard in a blink of an eye.

When he passed by Shi Wudu, he couldn't help but glanced at him again, and said, "Wuyuan, I... I didn't mean to..."

Lu Yunzhou let out a short sneer, each move became more aggressive, Bai Li finally couldn't bear it anymore, he grabbed Lu Yunzhou's sword with his backhand, and shouted: "No reason!"

The tip of the sword left a big gash in his hand, and black blood flowed out. Before he could figure out what was going on, a group of people who were watching the battle in a daze immediately started whispering—this man...how could he bleed black blood

The elder of the Dasha Sect couldn't help but asked Xia Duanfang in a low voice: "Supervisor Xia, this person is..."

Xia Duanfang hesitated for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "I'm afraid it's just as the Taoist brother expected." He took out a small bronze mirror from his arms, but the bronze mirror could not reflect the human face, but could see through it. Seeing the things behind him, the elder of Dasha Sect and a few people came over to take a look, and couldn't help but gasp at the same time, only to see seven clouds of mist hanging high above Baili's head, changing their shapes from time to time, with an indescribable hostility .

"Heaven... Devil..."

Someone whispered: "It is often said that when a Taoist country is about to perish, there will be evildoers. Now this... Is it true that the fate of Daqian is..."

Shi Wuduan smiled coldly, thinking that you didn't know who released this heavenly demon, he was surprised that he could be so indifferent in his heart, as if Bai Li in front of him had only become a symbol of nothingness. No matter the old friend he has missed for many years, it is no longer the confidant he treats sincerely.

I only heard Xia Duanfang say: "I see that he is also injured, and for some reason, his mana seems to be damaged. There are so many of us, don't be afraid of him, don't come again if the opportunity is lost, take it!"

Dasha Sect Elder Song Zongming couldn't help but glanced at Shi Wuduan who was leaning on the door with half-closed eyes. He always felt that this happened strangely, so he said hesitantly: "Then..."

As if feeling his gaze, Shi Wuduan raised his eyes, smiled lightly, and said in a low voice: "In that case, I will help you all."

As soon as his words fell, a pool of water splashed up in the originally peaceful small courtyard, and it seemed to turn red when it fell into the air, filling the entire courtyard in an instant. Someone exclaimed: "This is a big blood formation!" !"

This formation is extremely complicated, and it is absolutely impossible to complete it in the blink of an eye. Obviously, it has been laid down for a long time, and the invisible blood mist seems to have turned into a rope, tightly binding Bai Li in place. Looking at the layer upon layer of threads, as if in disbelief, Shi Wuduan was holding the familiar piece of blue silicon in his hand.

The blood on the blue silicon is blazing—even though Bai Li only knows superficially about the formation, he can still see that it is the eye of the formation.

The big evil blood array needs to use the things touched by the blood of the trapped person as eyes. No one in the world can restrain you, but what about your own blood

"This piece of silicon is soaked in my blood for a long time, and it can protect you for me..."

There was no one in the middle of the night, and the whispers seemed to be still in my ears.

It turns out that the relationship between you and me is really just a play on the spot to whitewash the peace. Bai Li suddenly felt that the threads wrapped around his hands and feet seemed to drain the blood from his body, but he couldn't summon up any energy to resist. He only felt that those entangled him were not blood threads, but like a big chrysalis, which wrapped him inside, and died in just a moment.

But Shi Wuduan didn't look at him, instead raised his head slightly, as if he was facing someone, suddenly encouraged himself to prop up his body, saluted far away in the direction of the door, and said in his mouth: "My lord is here, I'm not far away Welcome, I'm really sorry."

Before the bystanders could react from the shock, they saw the door open wide, and a man in long clothes with disheveled hair walked in. Behind him was a black shadow like a piece of cloth. When the black shadow saw Bai Li being bound, he moved quickly. He rushed over, but was blocked by the big evil formation, and only remembered to jump up and down and turn around.

The man looked at Shi Wudu, suddenly smiled, and said: "Mr. Xiao will use his tricks, good tricks."

Shi Wuduan hurriedly said: "Don't dare, it's better for Mr. Zou to burn the corpse with fire."

As soon as Mr. Zou uttered the three words, even Lu Yunzhou was stunned, and couldn't help asking: "Xiao Liu, what are you talking about, Mr. Zou?"

"Congratulations to welcome the devil back to the court. The court has enough weight and ability. There are only three or two people. I have met Yan Taifu. It is said that Master Zhang is doing disaster relief in the northwest. There are rumors that Zou Yan came to Master Zou. Mr. Pianpian, it makes people forget the vulgarity, and now it seems that it is so."

Zou Yanlai's face froze, and Shi Wuduan deliberately forced him out. From then on, it might not be a secret that the imperial court and monsters mixed together, but if he didn't admit it, I'm afraid... He glanced into the field—this person would not be taken by him go.

The Dasha blood formation is a person whose own blood traps him. Rao is your great ability. If the leader of the formation did not release the person, I am afraid it would be difficult to act.

Zou Yanlai glanced around the crowd in the field, and weighed it in his heart—it's just a bunch of unknown pawns scattered about, so there's nothing to be afraid of, then...

He took out the token from his sleeve, and said: "By order of the Grand Tutor."'

Everyone was shocked, but Shi Wuduan laughed, bowed his knees and said: "I don't know, I'm offended."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and solved the formation, the light on the blue silicon dissipated, Bai Li staggered and fell to his knees, Zou Yan came to help him up, Shi Wuduan took the blue silicon with both hands, brought it to Bai Li, and said softly: "Return the original, please accept it, Demon Lord."

Bai Li stared at him steadfastly, but Shi Wuduan didn't even look at him, stuffed Qing Si into his arms, turned and left. No one can stop me, he thought indifferently, and broke off completely.

Bai Li burst out laughing suddenly, the blue silicon in his hand suddenly changed into the shape of a dagger, he punched the dagger towards his chest with his backhand, but the blood didn't spurt out, it just made the color of the green silicon deeper.

"My blood?" He said in a low voice, seemingly crazy, "I don't want this blood anymore, no one can trap me anymore, the fox clan... the flesh and blood of the fox clan should have been given up long ago, such a weak thing, I just kept it for one person, but he didn't appreciate it."

Shi Wuyuan didn't look back.

The green silicon that seemed to be full of Bai Xin's blood suddenly fell to the ground and turned into a wisp of green smoke. Only the blood stain remained on the ground, and a snow-white flower bloomed in the black blood stain.

Zou Yanlai didn't say a word, turned around and took Bai Li away.

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