"Cough..."
His throat hurts like hell, and the corners of his lips are stained red.
In the ear, the voice of that person came again.
"The little beauty clearly has the strength of no less than the golden core stage, why should she suppress her cultivation base to establish a foundation?"
"I'm really curious about this kind of thing."
"Second...Second Senior Brother!"
"Fourth Junior Brother, don't come here!"
Yin Feixing was panting with difficulty. In Dongfang Wuqiong's eyes, his expression was even more excited.
Dongfang Xianyun, don't you care about this junior brother
What should you do if he dies
Not only him.
Or the fourth junior brother next to him.
Even that Mahayana Demon Cultivator, he would drag him to hell.
As long as Dongfang Xianyun cared about it, he would destroy it.
Will the other party be unbearable by then
Will it completely collapse to avenge him
It doesn't matter what happens to this kind of thing, because the more pain Dongfang Xianyun suffers, the happier he will be.
He wished that the man would come sooner.
Only in this way can he kill him with his own hands.
Thinking of this, the smile on Dongfang Wuqiong's face became even brighter.
"Little beauty, it's not good to hide your strength all the time. If you really do this, then I might not be so merciful in the next move... What do you think?"
"..."
Dongfang Wuqiong really wanted to die by himself.
Yin Feixing could see it through.
At this time, it is absolutely impossible to say that the other party doesn't care about any blood relationship. After all, he didn't recognize himself at all back then, let alone mention any relationship now.
He clenched the saber in his hand with a gloomy expression.
Hidden strength
Even if he used all of them, he still couldn't defeat Dongfang Wuqiong.
Are you really going to die here
Seeing the man's natal vine attacking, Yin Feixing closed his eyes subconsciously.
"Eldest brother, keep people under his command."
Being protected in the arms by someone.
"..."
silence.
after.
"Shenger?"
It was Dongfang Wuqiong's unbelievable voice.
He looked at Gong Changsheng's usual indifferent expression, and wanted to ask him if he had recovered, but he was also worried about people from other sects.
He could only clenched his fist tightly.
The tone is unwilling.
"Sheng'er, do you know this man?"
"Eldest brother, let's stop at the end of the discussion between fellow Taoists."
"Sheng... er..."
he is angry
Because of this Yinfeixing
No, how could it be.
Well, there is only one possibility.
This may make the smile on Dongfang Wuqiong's face completely fade away. He stretched out his hand to touch Gong Changsheng's face, but was misunderstood by other people present that he still wanted to kill Yin Feixing.
At least.
In Ye Zhaozhao's eyes, it seemed so.
"Let go of me, stinky blind man! There is no need for your hypocritical kindness here!"
"Look, Sheng'er, some people don't appreciate it at all."
To say that Seung-er is blind...
It seems that Yinfeixing must be removed.
"Brother, Gong said..."
"Thank you, Senior Dongfang, for your advice!"
"thump-"
It was Ye Zhaozhao, who knelt down.
With his head bowed and his eyes tightly closed, Ye Zhaozhao felt that Dongfang Wuqiong's killing intent was about to tear him apart. His whole body was trembling, but he still spoke out word by word.
"It's a pity that my second disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect is not good at learning and failed to meet the agreed conditions! Senior Nascent Soul Realm martial arts is excellent! Leading the Demon Subduing Conference is really what everyone expects!"
"Fourth Junior Brother, it's obviously this person!"
"Thank you, senior, for your mercy! Grace not to kill!"
"..."
his.
Fourth Junior Brother.
It seems that I have never looked at a person so seriously.
Yin Feixing looked at the kneeling Ye Zhaozhao with an unpredictable expression until his chest was filled with sourness.
Unexpectedly, he was actually protected by the fourth junior brother who needed the most care
My heart is sour.
Finally close your eyes.
"Thank you... Senior for not killing me."
At the end of the sentence, he pushed away Shu Sanlu and helped up Ye Zhaozhao who was kneeling, with a tremor in his tone that he didn't realize.
"Fourth Junior Brother, don't be so reckless in the future."
"Second senior brother is now the person in charge of Xiaoyaomen, so he should be thoughtful in all aspects."
"… Yes."
Own.
What's wrong
Living a new life is not as good as a child can understand.
Here, the brothers and sisters are full of warmth.
And another pair of brothers.
"Sheng'er, you have to know, that's..."
"Brother, can you leave this person to me?"
Ignoring it, Yin Feixing shouted again, Gong Changsheng just stared at Dongfang Wuqiong.
Seeing him like this, Dongfang Wuqiong sneered and shook his head even though his heart hurt and he could hardly breathe.
"Sheng'er said so, then let Sheng'er do it."
You know very well that I will not reject any of your words.
But it happens that you want to treat me like this.
Sheng Er.
How much pain do you have to make me, are you willing
I don't want to look at Gong Changsheng anymore, I just feel that it is difficult for me to even speak now.
"So, Sheng'er, you can take him to heal his wounds."
"Thank you, big brother, for making it happen."
"Ah… "
Complete.
Seeing Gong Changsheng leaving with Yin Feixing, Dongfang Wuqiong could no longer restrain the murderous intent, changed a chair and sat down, propped his chin with one hand, and raised the corners of his lips.
spoken words.
But I could hear a chill all over my body.
"I don't have any other requirements for this demon-subduing conference. There is only one, Baimei Cult belongs to me, and I have nothing to do with the rest of what you do."
"Fellow daoists, what do you think?"
Startled by how he looked just now.
Who else dared to disobey him.
One by one nodded quickly.
"Hahaha, fellow Daoist Dongfang, you are being modest. You should be the host of this subduing demon conference. Everyone will naturally listen to you."
"Yes, yes."
"Fellow Daoist Dongfang is really a talent."
"That's right, there are many talented people in the country!"
"Ah… "
smile.
more brilliant.
…
Three days before the Demon Fury Conference was officially held.
"Dongfang Xianyun, what are you thinking?"
"Thinking about the protagonist."
"How to say?"
"... It's just that I feel a little guilty."
Looking at the sky, Dongfang Xianyun sighed unconsciously.
If so, what if you are the main character? If so, is he really the protagonist? Then, is what I did to Bajie too cruel
Throwing him to the masked man resulted in serious injuries.
Many things are due to the fact that the other party is the protagonist and should have been hit like this, so I put it to him with peace of mind.
Sometimes, I will say something confidently, the protagonist, come on
Thinking about it this way, I really did countless excessive things.
No wonder, he wanted to hate himself.
Thinking of that day, the other party curled up in his arms crying, and that sentence.
I just want to live.
Dongfang Xianyun could no longer calm herself down.
"For God... you can make up for what you did wrong, right?"
"Dongfang Xianyun? What's wrong with you?"
"I can do anything, I can do a lot, if I can make up for it, if I can make up for my past mistakes..."
He only hoped that Ba Jie would stop indulging in hatred.
All right, live in peace.
"For God, you said you would help me, didn't you?"
"As long as you wish, I am naturally willing to help you with all my strength."
"No matter what your purpose is, thank you, it's God."
"It's not necessary between you and me."
"… Um."
…
Oriental Xianyun.
What is the real you like
tell me.
Being hugged in his arms, Yin Feixing finally understood why Gong Changsheng, who had always looked down on him, came to save him.
"Big… "
"Bajie, you almost died just now, do you know that? How could you be so reckless and willful!"
"Eldest brother..."
this person.
How could this person
Before he could think more, his head was knocked off.
This was followed by a slightly louder reprimand from the man.
"Everyone in Xiaoyaomen let you go, that's normal, because you are young. How can you be so self-willed when you come out? That's the big disciple of Xuan Mingzong! The vines attacked! How could you be against the touch.hand.. Ah? You really are an idiot!"
"… you you… "
Yin Feixing finally came to his senses, and stretched out his hand to caress the other's cheek.
"Dongfang...Xianyun?"
"Ah... it's me, Bajie, what's wrong with you?"
"You...how did you appear here?"
It's obviously a demon cultivator.
And here is the sect of Xuan Mingzong.
"I… "
Hearing his words, Dongfang Xianyun was a little embarrassed, but Gong Changsheng answered for him.
"Brother Xiaoyun is here, of course he made a special trip to save you."
The end of the story.
He hummed softly.
Yin Feixing can't compare to himself in any way, and brother Xiaoyun cares so much, it's really enviable.
However, hearing these words, Yin Feixing became even more confused.
"You said... save me?"
"Yeah, Bajie, how is your injury? Are you okay, I still have..."
"Brother Xiaoyun."
The conversation was interrupted.
Seemingly dissatisfied with Dongfang Xianyun's attention to Yin Feixing, Gong Changsheng's tone was tinged with grievance.
"Brother's first hit was just to catch him, so it was only a flesh injury."
"This... so..."
fine.
That's fine.
He didn't want to believe that that person would be willing to deal with such a cruel existence.
Knowing that this was not the case, Dongfang Xianyun finally settled down.
"That's really... that's really..."
Great.
Don't worry about doubts anymore, Bajie is fine.
Looking at Yin Feixing, he still looked confused, which reminded Dongfang Xianyun of his cute appearance when he was a child.
I feel relieved.
Reaching out to embrace him in his arms.
"Bajie, you're all right... that's great."
at the same time.
"Big... big brother, is it really okay to only use vines? It's not good to hold back your desire all the time."
"Nothing bad."
"But."
"Chunwang Village, Moxiu, do you really think I'm brainless? I pretended to be Sheng'er..."
"I... I just heard that you are hello..."
He was scared.
This elder brother of Xuan Mingzong is clearly a devil!
Now, the only thing left in my mind is how to beg the other party to forgive me.
Trying to squeeze out tears to make himself look pitiful, the blond boy spoke flatteringly.
"Please... let me go... I will do anything!"
"Oh?"
Dongfang Wuqiong raised his eyebrows, and his voice rose slightly.
"anything?"
"Yes, it is!"
"So, how about going back to your original self?"
"This, of course, is good."
Still blonde.
It's just that the eyebrows are a little lighter, but the pair of pupils are golden.
Golden.
Really, nasty color.
Seeing his expectant expression, Dongfang Wuqiong suddenly smiled, and the next second, the boy's body was torn apart by the vines all over the sky.
"why… "
"Pretending to be Sheng'er is already a heinous crime, but... your greatest sin is that you shouldn't have such a pair of pupils."
A counterfeit is a counterfeit.
Can't count.
What if it was the deity who was torn apart by himself
His heart was full of the joy that he was about to achieve, but Dongfang Wuqiong ignored the unease in his heart.
as well as.
Chest pain.
The author has something to say:
Countdown to abuse...
Ugh.
Even your own mother can't save you, Lu Mao, let alone my own son is the boss.
you just.
Go at ease.