Teng Ruoyi was like a kite that had lost its string. The eldest grandson, Jun, could not hold her at all, but was dragged up the mountain by her.
The Lingxiao faction recruits students once every few years, and this year, hundreds of teenagers have been recruited. The teenagers crowded around the gate of the Lingxiao Sect, and several disciples came out and led the teenagers into an open field.
Teng Ruoyi looked around curiously and couldn't help but comment on people in a novel way.
"That girl's dress is so pretty."
"That boy is so young, can he come to seek Taoism at the age of four or five?"
"Yeah, that boy is so handsome."
Suddenly, she turned her face down and frowned, "Brother Zijun, look, it's those bad guys that day!"
The eldest grandson Zijun looked in the direction of her finger, and as expected, he saw the guy who bumped into him in the market that day and made rude words. He didn't expect them to also participate in the selection of Lingxiao Sect's disciples.
Those few people just happened to look over, saw the eldest grandson Zijun and Teng Ruoyi, and immediately glared at them.
Teng Ruoyi whispered, "Is this place not allowed to fight? I really want to teach them a lesson!"
The eldest grandson Zijun hurriedly said, "No."
Teng Ruoyi pouted, and said seriously again: "I'll just talk about it. Don't worry, I don't like fighting. Dad said that teaching me to learn the sword is to protect myself and my friends, not to bully others. . As long as they don't do it first, I won't fight them."
The eldest grandson, Jun, agreed and hummed.
Teng Ruoyi smiled and said, "You always talk very little. I asked A-Niang, and A-Niang said it was because you were too embarrassed to talk to girls. Really? You don't seem to talk much to boys. And I'm not Ordinary girl, I am your sister."
The eldest grandson Jun laughed. He doesn't talk much, but Teng Ruoyi talks a lot. He had to say a few more words: "Your father is right."
Teng Ruoyi was amused by his helpless appearance, which made him giggle. She came to a brand new world for the first time. She saw so many different people and different things. She was so happy that she couldn't stop talking.
After a while, a man wearing a Lingxiao School disciple's uniform with a goatee came over with a dozen rosters.
The evil young master who was at the head immediately rushed over and shouted cheerfully, "Father!"
Yi Xichen was stunned for a moment, and immediately felt amused. When I heard that little bastard showing off his father, I thought he was a real person. Ganqing is a disciple of Lingxiao School. Even if he is qualified to manage, he is just a disciple. not going anywhere. I really don't know how proud that little bastard is! Never seen the world!
However, the eldest grandson Zijun in this situation is not very comfortable.
The evil young man stood on tiptoe and said a few words to his father, and pointed to the direction of the eldest grandson Zijun. The recruiting disciple looked at the eldest grandson Zijun and Teng Ruoyi, his eyes were really not friendly.
Teng Ruoyi also panicked: "Oh, how can this person be the father of that bad guy? Is he responsible for recruiting us? It seems that we are going to lose the election."
The eldest grandson Zijun didn't care, he didn't have to join the Lingxiao faction: "Then lose the election."
After a while, the disciples of the Lingxiao faction shouted: "All stand, line up, register names one by one, and test the spiritual roots."
The eldest grandson Zijun became more anxious when he heard the test of Linggen. He held Teng Ruoyi's hand: "Let's go."
However, Teng Ruoyi held him back and dragged him into the queue: "What are you going to do! Come here, try it out, maybe the bad guy's father isn't a bad guy!"
The disciples who maintained the order had already walked up to them, lined them up one by one, and said, "Don't speak from now on, and ask questions when they're lined up!"
The eldest grandson Zijun had to move forward with the team.
When queuing up, he was thoughtful and looked forward vainly. Out of the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of an elder in a green robe walking to the top of the flat, and saw him with a ruddy face, Fang Yi’s eyebrows, and outstanding temperament. .
The eldest grandson Zijun thought it was the elder of the Lingxiao faction, and took a glance back.
Yi Xichen was surprised: It was the real person Hong Yi! How could the real Hong Yi appear in the Lingxiao faction? It turns out that their origin happened at this time
The eldest grandson Zijun was in front of Teng Ruoyi, and it wasn't long before it was his turn. The evil young man's father looked up at him with a look of disdain, and made it clear that he did not intend to record him, and asked casually in a bad tone: "Name. Have you tested Linggen?"
The eldest grandson Zijun replied in a stern tone: "The eldest grandson Zijun is the root of the sky."
Young Master Evil's father was fiddling with the pen, and he didn't even plan to write it down. He was about to make a nonsense reason to drive him away, but he was stunned when he heard the words "Tian Linggen".
"What did you say?" Evil Young Master's father exclaimed in disbelief, "Tianlinggen?!"
All the people in Pingdi looked over!
"You, you, you put your hand on this!" Evil Young Master's father pointed at a white stone and said, "Try to stimulate the spiritual energy!"
The eldest grandson Zijun did as he said. In a short while, the whole piece of white stone became transparent, and in the middle of the transparent stone, there was a light spot like a golden elixir.
There was a sound of cold air all around.
The silence lasted for a long time, and the evil young man's father regained his emotions, and he was no longer scornful, and embarrassedly wrote the name of the eldest grandson Zijun on the roster: "You go to the side and wait." He wanted to show favoritism, But even if you borrow 100,000 courage, you will not dare to abandon the disciples of Tianlinggen.
After the eldest grandson Zijun, it was Teng Ruoyi.
Evil Young Master's father asked as usual, "Name! Have you tested Linggen?"
"Teng Ruoyi..." After she reported her name, she hesitated when she said Linggen.
"Not tested?"
Teng Ruoyi thought for a while, and said in an uncertain tone, "Maybe... Tianlinggen..."
The whole place was silent again.
"You... possible?" Young Master Evil's father looked at her with a very suspicious look, and pushed the stone that had turned white again in front of her, "Put your hand on it and activate the spiritual power."
Teng Ruoyi put her hand on the stone, and after waiting for a while, the stone was still white, and there was no change.
"You won't mobilize spiritual power?"
Teng Ruoyi looked dazed. She is a pseudo-spiritual root, and her spiritual power accumulates very slowly, and the thin aura in her body is not enough to make this spirit-testing stone sense.
Evil Young Master's father grabbed her wrist and tried to test her profound cultivation. But he obviously couldn't try anything. After a while, he gained confidence, and his expression became very funny: "Tianlinggen? Ha! You are clearly a pseudo-spiritual root!"
Teng Ruoyi looked at him blankly: "Pseudo, pseudo-spiritual root?"
"It's ridiculous!" He finally found a chance to attack, stood up abruptly, pointed at Teng Ruoyi's nose and cursed, "How dare you come to my Lingxiao faction to make trouble with your fake spirit?! With your talent, you can't even seek the Way. That's all, you dare to lie! The most hated person in my Lingxiao faction is the liar! You are so ridiculous! Shameful! Damn!"
The audience was in uproar again. The teenagers talked a lot and pointed at Teng Ruoyi.
The eldest grandson Zijun stepped forward and was about to stop it, but was held on the shoulders by the disciples of the Lingxiao faction who maintained order. The disciple didn't know whether it was good intentions or indifference, and whispered: "Don't make trouble!"
Teng Ruoyi had never experienced such a scene. Facing countless ridiculing eyes, her face flushed red: "I'm not..."
"Not what?" Evil Young Master's father pulled out the sword from her waist, added a little spiritual energy, and the sword flew out and circled back and forth in the sky a few times.
He sneered: "This is your sword. Have you ever seen Jianxiu's sword so manipulated by others?"
The eldest grandson Jun couldn't bear it anymore, he pushed aside the disciples of the Lingxiao faction who were restraining him, jumped up, and grabbed Teng Ruoyi's sword!
However, Young Master Evil's father had poured qi into it. Although the sword was snatched back by the eldest grandson, Jun Zijun, the man flicked his fingers and heard a loud bang. Her sword was actually broken!
Evil Young Master's father continued to fall into the trap: "A person like you who is full of lies and overreaching is not worthy of joining my Lingxiao faction! Don't think about being a sword cultivator, and get out of here!"
Teng Ruoyi looked at Broken Sword, her pupils contracted, her face extremely ugly! From time to time, there were laughs from the crowd, and each sound made her face paler, and tears rolled in her eyes. She turned around suddenly and rushed out of the mountain!
"Sister!" The eldest grandson Zijun was about to chase, but was stopped by the disciples of the Lingxiao faction.
Yi Xichen saw it really. When the villain insulted Teng Ruoyi like this, some of the young disciples who were seeking the way still looked resentful, but the disciples of the Lingxiao faction present had their faces as usual and were extremely indifferent. They have been in the sect for a long time, and they have often seen such cases of being humiliated due to their lack of talent, and even regarded them as normal.
The disciple of the Lingxiao faction who stopped the eldest grandson said: "Don't make trouble. If you leave here, you can no longer join my Lingxiao faction. Don't waste the opportunity for her."
This sentence seems to wake up the eldest grandson Zijun!
He shouted angrily, holding Teng Ruoyi's broken sword in his hand, turned around and slashed towards the evil young man's father!
The man was startled, jumped up from his chair, and hurriedly backed away. The eldest grandson Zijun was fast and he was in front of him in an instant. Although he was old, he missed the opportunity because he was unprepared. At this moment, he hurriedly wanted to draw a sword. The eldest grandson Zijun kicked him in the chest and he flew backward Get out and fall hard!
When he tried to get up again, the blade of the broken sword was already on his neck!
The man looked panicked. Unexpectedly, a young man could have such a skill. His neck was so painful that he didn't dare to move anymore.
There was a sound of swords being drawn all around.
The eldest grandson, Jun, did not turn his head, just stared at this man.
Young Master Evil's father trembled: "You, you are crazy! You still want to enter my Lingxiao..."
"Such a disgusting sect," the eldest grandson Zijun cut off his words and said bitterly, "I will never step into it again in my life!"
He didn't kill the killer, he just pulled out the man's sword and folded it hard on his knees!
The pain in the knee came, and at the same time, a crisp sound sounded, and the sword was also folded in two by him!
He threw the sword in disgust, got up and chased in the direction Teng Ruoyi left!
How could the disciples of the Lingxiao faction condone his troubles, the footsteps behind him were chaotic, and it seemed that someone was chasing him, but he heard an angry "stop chasing" again, and he didn't know who was in charge. He had no intention of paying attention, and ran all the way down Lingxiao Mountain.
Teng Ruoyi was greatly stimulated, and after a while, he had already disappeared without a trace. The eldest grandson Zijun went out of the mountain gate, but no one was seen, so when she thought she was going home, she ran in the direction of her house.
However, he didn't run too far when he saw a flying sword coming from the sky, and an elder in azure fell down in front of him, blocking his path. It was at that time that Hong Yizhen stood above the ground.
The eldest grandson Zijun just pretended that he was also a member of the Lingxiao faction. He was disgusted and said coldly, "Go away."
The real person Hong Yi did not take it seriously, and smiled: "What a good boy with a pure heart. My name is Hong Yi, and I am the elder of the Hongmeng faction."
The eldest grandson Jun was taken aback. Hongmeng faction? Isn't this person from the Lingxiao faction
Hong Yi said: "Lingxiao sent an elder who is my friend. I came to visit my friend, and I happened to meet today's new disciple's trial. I looked at it a few more times, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen. The words and actions of the famous disciples are extremely inappropriate, if they are in my Hongmeng faction, I can't tolerate them, but this is the Lingxiao faction, so it is inconvenient for me to interject, so I have endured."
He added: "But just now I saw that girl crying and leaving, and seeing you breaking your sword for her, I knew that I was wrong. Since I was falsely called a real person, I shouldn't allow such a thing in my eyes. It happens below. The world's cultivators can use sects as their boundaries, but good and evil cannot."
The eldest grandson Zijun listened to his inexplicable confession, and only thought about where Teng Ruoyi ran away, and when he was about to leave, he heard Hong Yizhen say: "I apologize to my little friend and sister Ling, sister Ling is not going anywhere right now. Where did you go, please tell me. The Lingxiao faction is like this... I can't say anything, but if the little friend and sister Ling can ignore the past and come to my Hongmeng dispatch, I will greet each other and teach each other."
The eldest grandson Zijun hated the Lingxiao faction very much at this moment, and he didn't even have a good impression of the Hongmeng faction. He responded perfunctorily and continued to run around Hong Yizhen.
Hong Yizhen shouted from behind him: "If you have something to do with your little friend, just come to Hongmeng to find me!"
The eldest grandson Zijun was anxiously looking for the trace of Teng Ruoyi.
No.
No.
No!
He did not know how far he ran, but he could not find any trace of Teng Ruoyi.
"Sister! Where are you!" he shouted in a hoarse voice, "Teng Ruoyi!"
After a long time, he finally saw a familiar goose-yellow figure beside a small stream. He breathed a sigh of relief and immediately stepped forward: "Sister."
Teng Ruoyi turned her back to him and turned her head slowly when she heard his cry.
The eldest grandson Jun was stunned.
Teng Ruoyi's face was covered with tears, and her eyes were swollen like walnuts, embarrassed, pitiful, and ugly. He had never seen Teng Ruoyi so lost.
He didn't know what to say for a while, so he took the broken sword he picked up, stepped forward, handed it to Teng Ruoyi's hand, took her hand, and whispered, "Let's go back."
But the next moment, Teng Ruoyi threw off his hand, and the blade of the broken sword pointed at him.
"Eldest grandson Zijun, are you better than me?" she asked. But she quickly gave the answer herself, "I don't believe it!!"
The eldest grandson Zijun was only surprised for a moment, and soon calmed down. He said, "Go back."
"Go back? Where are you going?!" Teng Ruoyi shouted, "Draw your sword! Come and compete with me!! You can't be better than me! Impossible!!!"
The eldest grandson looked at the broken sword with determination. He said, "Why?"
She clearly said that the purpose of using the sword is to protect herself and her friends, so why should she point the sword at him now
Teng Ruoyi gritted his teeth and did not answer his why, but attacked him directly!
"Draw the sword!" She waved her hand frantically to cut off the blade, "Eldest grandson Zijun, draw the sword! Fight me!!"
The eldest grandson Zijun avoided her sword and stepped back.
The light and shadow of Broken Blade danced in front of his eyes, just like his current mood, messy and terrible! Did he do something wrong? What should he do? Why did it become like this!
He had thought about what would happen to Teng Ruoyi if one day she found out that she was not as strong as she thought. But he hadn't worried about this. Teng Ruoyi was strong, but she wasn't fragile, so she could carry him up the mountain and make herself scarred, but she didn't add another wound to him. Such a girl, smart and thorough, how can she be mediocre! What really disturbed him was Teng Ruoyi's desire to protect him, which made him worry that Teng Ruoyi would be injured one day.
But why did it become like this!
Teng Ruoyi cut off a piece of the eldest grandson Zijun's clothes with one sword. The eldest grandson Zijun refused to draw his sword, so she forced his sword to go out of his body!
"You dare not! You are a coward! So you will never be as good as me!"
Qi and blood surged in the chest of the eldest grandson Zijun, he suddenly drew out his sword and opened the broken sword in Teng Ruoyi's hand. He finally stopped self-restraint and used all his strength to meet Teng Ruoyi!
Teng Ruoyi's face was pale and panicked, and hurriedly attacked the sword of the eldest grandson Zijun. However, the offensive and defensive situation has been reversed. As soon as the eldest grandson Zijun's sword is unsheathed, she is immediately forced to retreat again and again!
Ping!
The two swords collided, and Teng Ruoyi was almost knocked off the sword by the giant force, but she held it tightly, the tiger's mouth cracked, and blood was left on her snow-white skin. She doesn't let go!
The eldest grandson Zijun showed no mercy, and hit her sword again!
There was another loud noise, and the blade of the sword blazed with fire!
The back of Teng Ruoyi's hand was full of blood, but she held the sword in both hands, and she wouldn't let go!
The eldest grandson Zijun swung out a sword and stabbed her in the heart, but stopped abruptly when he was still two inches away from her heart. The broken sword in Teng Ruoyi's hand was far from enough to reach the eldest grandson Zijun. She has lost.
The eldest grandson Zijun was a little tired, and said softly: "The world is very big..." Before he could finish speaking, his eyes suddenly widened, and he quickly drew his sword back!
Teng Ruoyi didn't want to die. He bumped into his sword and had to fight him to win!
Obviously the winner has been decided, but she has to decide the winner again! She will not lose!
Teng Ruoyi's face was full of tears. She waved her sword like crazy and shouted, "You can't beat me! You can't beat me!! You can never beat me!!"
The eldest grandson Zijun retreated again and again, but he did not retreat.
Teng Ruoyi's broken sword stabbed him in the shoulder!
He didn't avoid it, and the sword didn't stab deeper. Blood gushed out from his shoulders and dripped down the broken sword.
Teng Ruoyi trembled violently and said in a trembling voice, "I won."
The eldest grandson Zijun did not speak.
Teng Ruoyi retracted his sword and shouted, "Go away! The farther you go, the better!! Don't let me see you again!!"
The eldest grandson Zijun did not get out.
She turned to leave, and within two steps, her body softened and she fainted in the grass.
The eldest grandson Zijun stepped forward and carried her on his back, walking towards the hillside where she lived.
When Teng Ruoyi fainted, he was in a coma for three days. Three days later, when Yuan Ying was feeding her the healing medicine, she finally woke up.
When the eldest grandson Zijun and Teng Tie rushed to the door of the room, they saw Teng Ruoyi throwing herself in Yuan Ying's arms and crying. However, when she looked up and saw her eldest grandson Zijun, she immediately stopped crying and went to touch the sword: "Why are you still here?! Didn't I tell you to get out!"
Yuan Ying frowned: "Ruoyi..."
"Ruoyi!" Teng Tie rushed up and lifted Teng Ruoyi's sleeve, revealing a black hexagram mark on her hand, "What is this?! Who did you meet outside the mountain?"
Teng Ruoyi suddenly pulled his hand back, looking vigilant. Her own broken sword was taken away by Teng Tie, she actually stretched out her hand and pulled out the saber from Teng Tie's waist, pointing at the eldest grandson Zijun!
She said sharply, "Don't you understand human language?!"
"Ruoyi!" Her parents scolded at the same time.
Teng Tie wanted to take back the sword, but Teng Ruoyi jumped off the bed and swayed past him, the sword in his hand still pointing at the eldest grandson Zijun.
Teng Tie simply stopped taking the sword and took a step to block in front of the eldest grandson Zijun, letting the sword in Teng Ruoyi's hand pointed at him. He said coldly, "Ruoyi, how did you become like this?"
Yuan Ying also burst into tears: "What happened to you, tell us, tell us."
The blood on Teng Ruoyi's face suddenly faded, as if she had experienced something very painful, she grabbed her heart and slowly squatted down, trembling all over.
Her parents rushed to help her up.
Teng Ruoyi regained her strength, pushed Teng Tie and Yuan Ying away abruptly, glared at her grandson, and said in a trembling voice, "Okay, okay. You're all like this! If he doesn't leave, I'll leave!"
The eldest grandson Zijun didn't say anything, just blocked her way. Even if she draws her sword again, he will not retreat.
"Why do you do this?" Yuan Ying said. "If we did something wrong, you can tell me. Please, Ruoyi."
Teng Ruoyi's body froze for a moment, then burst out: "Okay! I said it! Didn't you do anything wrong?! You lied to me, lied to me, lied to me! Play me like a fool! What a heavenly root! Do you know how many people laugh at me?!" She said, "I would rather not have parents like you!!"
"Crack!" Teng Tie slapped her face.
She froze for a moment, covering her face, then turned and rushed down the mountain.
The eldest grandson, Jun, chased after her and pulled her arm.
"I can go. I can let you win." He said, "but Teng Ruoyi, not everyone in the world will let you."
Teng Ruoyi did not answer his words. She fell backwards and lost consciousness again.
They carried Teng Ruoyi back to the room, rolled up her sleeves, and saw the mark of the black hexagram flickering. Teng Tie wanted to wipe off the mark with his hands, but his face changed greatly: "The devilish energy... Ruoyi has the devilish energy on her body! She has gone into the devil's way!"
Yuan Ying hurriedly put all the elixir that purifies the spirit and replenishes Qi into Teng Ruoyi's mouth, but it didn't work at all.
The eldest grandson, Jun, was at a loss. This is the first time he has seen this mark, and he still doesn't know what this mark represents, nor whose masterpiece it is. All he knew was that Teng Ruoyi had become abnormal.
Teng Tie and Yuan Ying sighed, and their eyes were swollen from crying. Teng Ruoyi lay there with a pale face, completely lifeless.
"I know an expert, his name is Hong Yizhen!" said the eldest grandson Jun, "He is... from the Hongmeng faction! I will bring Ruoyi to find him!"
Teng Tie and Yuan Ying looked at him in surprise. They had all heard the name of Hong Yizhen, and the tense expression finally relaxed a little.
"Good, good!" Teng Tiedao, "Hong Yizhen! He is a powerful man, he must have a way to save Ruoyi! Let's go now!"
They simply packed their bags, picked up the unconscious Teng Ruoyi, and immediately set off to send to Hongmeng.
However, among them, only Teng Tie could steer the sword, but Teng Tie could not lead people with the sword. From their residence to the Hongmeng faction, it would take at least a month to walk.
They traveled day and night.
Teng Ruoyi had been in a coma all the way, but when she woke up occasionally, she would scream in horror and wave her hands and feet as if to drive away something. But when she was asked, she never answered, and would soon fall into a coma again.
When they were passing through a small town, Teng Tie and Yuan Ying stayed beside the fainted Teng Ruoyi, and the eldest grandson Zijun went into the city to buy medicinal materials. Yuan Ying had been refining medicinal herbs for Teng Ruoyi along the way, hoping to suppress her demonic qi for her. She had already run out of herbs she brought with her.
The eldest grandson Zijun hurriedly bought the medicinal herbs and hurried back to the wooden house where the Teng family lived temporarily, only to find that the door was open.
The bloody smell came out.
The eldest grandson Zijun was so nervous, he rushed into the house!
Teng Ruoyi held his father's long sword and stabbed his father with sword after sword. Teng Tie had already died, but Teng Ruoyi still insisted on stabbing holes one after another in his corpse. Yuan Ying's body also fell tragically aside.
At this moment, Teng Ruoyi was covered in blood, and the clothes on his body had already been stained with blood so that his true color could not be seen.
"Teng Ruoyi!" The eldest grandson Jun shouted violently and rushed forward to grab the sword!
Teng Ruoyi turned around abruptly and pointed his sword at his eldest grandson Zijun: "Get out!"
There was blood all over her face, and she couldn't see her expression.
The eldest grandson Zijun drew his sword out of his body and pointed at the person in front of him. His hands trembled: "You are not Teng Ruoyi! Who the hell are you!"
But the girl suddenly laughed like a silver bell: "I'm Ruoyi, it's your sister, don't you know me?" Having said that, the sword in her hand did not let go and stabbed the eldest grandson Zijun. heart!
The two exited the wooden house and fought on the open ground!
Teng Ruoyi's body was stiff, as if being manipulated by a thread. The eldest grandson Zijun tried to fly the sword from her hand again and again, but the sword seemed to be growing in her palm, standing still.
The eldest grandson Zijun's sword once again stopped in front of Teng Ruoyi's heart. This time the distance was only half an inch. Kill this lunatic? But his hands trembled so badly that the sword in his hand could no longer enter.
"Why..." he said bitterly, "Why?"
However, the bloody Teng Ruoyi suddenly reached out and grabbed his sword. The eldest grandson Zijun thought she was going to seize the sword, and was about to withdraw the sword, but saw Teng Ruoyi struggling and twisting her body, as if she was fighting against something she could not see. Hit the sword with the edge!
puff!
The sword pierced into her heart!
The eldest grandson, Jun, froze in place, unable to move.
"Let's go..." Teng Ruoyi whispered, two lines of blood and tears rolled from her eyes, "Please, go quickly."
A few months ago, she said, please, don't go. Now, she said, please, go away.
The eldest grandson Zijun's mood fluctuated violently, and he almost vomited a mouthful of blood!
A ray of black air slowly overflowed from between Teng Ruo's clothes and eyebrows, and it was attacking the eldest grandson Jun's eyebrows, and then he got into it unimpeded!
The world in front of me was suddenly pitch black!
Yi Xichen's mood fluctuated along with that of his eldest grandson, Zijun. When his consciousness fell into a strange silence and darkness, he was also surprised and at a loss. Has he come out of the sea of consciousness of the eldest grandson? If so, why can't he hear anything and see nothing
Here, what exactly is this place
I don't know how long it took, and the world in front of me became bright again.
The scenery around him quickly receded, he was running through the bushes, jumping over the thin mountain streams.
Is this still the memory of the eldest grandson Zijun? Which part is it
The running man looked down at the road, and out of the corner of his eye swept to the hem of his clothes, which was a goose-yellow shirt, with a pair of embroidered shoes under his feet.
"Oops!" She couldn't help exclaiming because she tripped over a tree root.
Yi Xichen was shocked: This is Teng Ruoyi's voice! It's Teng Ruoyi's memory! He entered Teng Ruoyi's sea of consciousness? ! How is this possible, didn't Teng Ruoyi die when the eldest grandson, Jun Zijun, was a child
The protagonist of the memory ran and glanced back, and behind him was Lingxiao Mountain.
Yi Xichen was surprised. But gradually, he understood: he was still in the sea of consciousness of the eldest grandson Zijun. When Teng Ruoyi died, her demonic energy entered the eldest grandson Zijun's body, so it was the eldest grandson Zijun who saw Teng Ruoyi passing by. He only saw the memories together.
At this moment, it was obviously the period when Teng Ruoyi ran away after being insulted by the Lingxiao faction.
"Hate, hate, hate!" Teng Ruoyi kicked the stone beside him, "How can I be so bad!"
Her running pace gradually slowed down.
Yi Xichen heard her voice, and the girl was in a mess at the moment.
"Daddy is right, there are indeed many bad people in the sect."
"Am I a fake Linggen? Brother Zijun is Tian Linggen? He seems to be very powerful, and everyone looked at him strangely just now."
"Hey, that guy is really good and bad. He actually broke my sword. That's what Daddy gave me! Go home and ask Daddy to give me a new one..."
Yi Xichen was surprised. What he saw in the memories of the eldest grandson Zijun was that Teng Ruoyi went crazy as soon as he left Lingxiao Mountain. But now hearing Teng Ruoyi's heartfelt voice, she was really aggrieved and angry when she first came out of the mountain, but after she ran away not too far, her mood was not too bad, it really didn't look like she was going to collapse.
After a while, Teng Ruoyi stopped and stopped running. She looked back at Lingxiao Mountain, as if waiting for something.
"I just ran away, will brother Zijun chase me out?"
"Why hasn't he caught up yet?"
"He doesn't really plan to stay in that Lingxiao faction, right? The people there are really annoying!"
"Oh... Forget it, I'll go back first. If brother Zijun comes out, he will come home to find me."
Yi Xichen wanted to shout: No! Don't go! He just took a little time to get the Broken Sword back for you, and he'll be here soon! You must be out of here!
It's a pity that Teng Ruoyi couldn't hear his cry, so he turned around and ran back home. Her steps were a little heavy at first, but she was cheerful by nature, and it didn't take long for her to jump up and down and hum a little tune. She doesn't really think she is invincible, she just likes to be brave. So the words of that wicked person were forgotten by her in no time.
Not knowing how far she ran, she came to a stream, but saw a person standing with her back to her by the stream. She looked at the man curiously, and was about to turn around when the man suddenly turned around.
Yi Xichen had already guessed what would happen, but his heart still sank at the moment. It's the devil!
When Teng Ruoyi saw the dark-eyed eccentric, he immediately put on a defensive posture: "It's you again! Who the hell are you?"
Fragmented memories flashed through. It turned out that Teng Ruoyi had seen this devil several times, but the devil had been standing in the shadows and smiling at her. This was the first time he had stood in front of her and talked to her.
The devil smiled and opened his hoarse voice and asked her, "Do you hate it?"
Teng Ruoyi looked at him inexplicably: "Who do you hate?"
"Hate everyone in this world."
Teng Ruoyi rolled his eyes at him, lowered his head and lifted his pants, ready to cross the stream in front of him. Suddenly, her heart was grabbed by an invisible force, and she was suddenly weak, kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath while clutching her heart.
"They lied to you." The devil said, "Your parents, and the eldest grandson Zijun. He is obviously so powerful, but he has always lied to you to protect him, and he played you like a fool."
Teng Ruoyi gasped and retorted: "How did he lie to me! I said, I want to protect him! It's not him, please protect him! Father and mother, in their hearts, I am The best!"
The devil was stunned for a while, then laughed.
"You are obviously a waste," the devil said. "They coaxed you, lied to you, and made you lose face today..."
"You are the trash!" Teng Ruoyi shouted, and rushed towards the devil! She didn't have a sword by her side, so she took off the scabbard and smashed it at the devil. The devil retreated freely, avoiding all her attacks.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha… "
The devil kept laughing, Teng Ruoyi was distraught, his anger soared: "Who the hell are you!?"
Black gas burst out from the devil's body, and it rushed into Teng Ruoyi's eyebrows.
In an instant, a picture of Teng Tie and Yuan Ying's seven orifices bleeding flashed in front of her.
"Ah!!" Teng Ruoyi screamed, "Father! Mother!"
She closed her eyes and didn't want to watch, and covered her ears and didn't want to hear it, but the picture came directly into her mind, and she couldn't avoid it. She tried to resist, but the more she resisted, the tighter the power of her inner demon bound her. Gradually, she couldn't tell what was reality and what was illusory. Her face was full of tears and she was sobbing.
"don't want… "
The power of the demon stopped.
"You're a demon!" Teng Ruoyi cried, "what do you want to do?"
"I was hurt by others. In order to restore my strength, I need sacrifices." The devil said, "I want a person with spiritual roots, and that would be my best sacrifice."
Teng Ruoyi was shocked: It turned out that he was here for the eldest grandson Zijun!
But she blurted out: "I am Tianlinggen!"
"Oh? Is that so?" The devil continued to use his hoarse voice to let out an unpleasant laugh, "As far as I know, your younger brother, the eldest grandson Zijun, is the root of heaven."
Teng Ruoyi seized the opportunity, grabbed the scabbard and stabbed it at the devil's heart! But before the weapon in her hand touched the body of the devil, those tragic images appeared in front of her again. She screamed and dropped her scabbard.
"I am also Tian Linggen! When I tested it just now, I did that on purpose because I didn't want to join the Lingxiao faction! I am better than him!"
"Really?" the devil said, "If you are also Tianlinggen, then between the two of you, I only need one sacrifice, and the more powerful one will do."
"It's me! It's me!"
"Then prove it to me."
The devil disappeared, she turned her head and saw the eldest grandson Zijun running over with her broken sword.
That is, from this moment on, every word she said was not the truth.
"Eldest grandson Zijun, draw your sword! Fight me!!" No, don't draw your sword, hurry up and admit defeat!
"You dare not! You are a coward! So you will never be as good as me!" Don't fight back! don't want!
When the eldest grandson Zijun's sword pointed at her heart, she panicked. Don't do this, you can't, haven't you let me go all the time, why? You can't win!
So she lunged at the sword, her vision was blurred by tears, she chopped and swung around until the broken sword was inserted into the shoulder of the eldest grandson Zijun.
"I won." I was so scared.
"Go away! Go as far as possible!! Don't let me see you again!!" Run!
The eldest grandson Zijun carried her back to the mountain, and one night, she woke up. Teng Tie fell asleep on the head of his bed. She felt a dull pain in her arm. She lifted up her sleeves and took a look. In the faint moonlight, she found that there was a black hexagram mark on it.
When she raised her head, she saw that the devil was standing behind Teng Tie, his black hands were making a choking motion of Teng Tie's neck.
"No!" she said. "What have you got on my arm? Am I already your sacrifice?"
"So to speak. I lent you my strength. If you regret it, you can get this to the eldest grandson Zijun. Then you will be free."
"I won't!" She gritted her teeth, "I will be your sacrifice, and you will spare my family."
"I don't kill them, such mortals are not worthy of me to do it myself." The devil showed that disgusting smile again, and then disappeared.
When she woke up again, Yuan Ying's worried face caught her eye. She threw herself into her mother's arms and cried. She wanted to say sorry, I was treated as a sacrifice, and I might not be able to stay with you in the future. She raised her head and saw the eldest grandson Zijun again.
"Why are you still here?! Didn't I tell you to get out!" Why didn't you run away
"Okay, okay. You are all like this! If he doesn't go, I'll go!" I'm leaving, I don't want to drag you down.
"I'd rather not have parents like you!!" So, please don't have my daughter!
But on the last day, she was manipulated and stabbed the sword into Teng Tie and Yuan Ying's bodies. Her consciousness is awake, but she can't control her body.
Why hasn't she died yet? Why wasn't her consciousness engulfed? Why let her witness this despair with her own eyes
Help me, who will help me! kill me!
When the eldest grandson Zijun's sword stopped at her heart, the last bit of desire she had finally burst out, grabbed the blade and stabbed it into her heart.
"Please, hurry up." I can't raise my sword anymore, don't let me be unable to protect me alone. please…
"Ah!!!" Yi Xichen heard a heart-piercing scream.
despair. He didn't know if this despair was his own, or the eldest grandson Zijun's, or Teng Ruoyi's.
The darkness struck again, and when the light repeated, he returned to the sea of consciousness of the eldest grandson Zijun, and saw that the sword in the hand of the eldest grandson pierced through the body of the devil.
With a disgusting smile on his face, the devil said, "eldest grandson Zijun, do you know who you are?"
The eldest grandson Zijun didn't want to listen to him, let alone talk to him, so he drew his sword fiercely.
The devil fell down, his black eyes not closed.
The eldest grandson Zijun stepped forward and examined the body. It is indeed already a corpse, without the slightest breath. He reached out and closed his black eyes. Not to let him rest his eyes, just not wanting to see those disgusting eyes again.
No, the devil isn't dead yet! Yi Xichen thought, this is just a body! He is not dead yet!
The stars moved, the time passed, and countless pictures flashed before his eyes.
Yi Xichen finally popped out of his eldest grandson Zijun's sea of knowledge!
He opened his eyes and said the first sentence: "I see, your inner demon is that girl's despair!"
Second sentence: "Kill him!"