"No, it's useless." Xiao Wu said intermittently: "Have you ever seen a person whose body was penetrated? How can you save that person?"
"Stop talking, just hold on."
"Don't, don't cry, okay, live well." Lin Xiaowu comforted him with difficulty.
"What a deep brotherly love. I will send you on the road together as my teacher."
At this moment, a figure floated in the air. The figure's body was burnt black and its clothes were ragged.
Blasphemy!
The figure slowly moved his left hand, and within half a foot behind him, a half-covered shadow with a snake head and a human body appeared. The shadow made a strange sound, turned into a black mist, and rushed towards Lin Jingzhe and Lin Jingzhe on the ground.
"Wuxuan!"
Suddenly a black light shot out from the crowd, chasing the wind and lightning, and hit the black ink in the blink of an eye.
"Jie Jie Jie." Hei Mo made a strange sound, and a snake-headed human body appeared and fought with Wu Guang.
"Mu Ling, do you want to rebel?"
Ziyu stared at the female Taoist nun flying towards her.
"I've wanted to rebel for a long time." Mu Ling said calmly while floating in the air.
"Well, Mu Ling, you white-eyed wolf."
"Haha, whatever you say."
"Do you really think that with your ninth level of Qi training, you can beat me in the foundation building stage?"
"In the past, I didn't dare to think that I could fight through the foundation building stage in one Qi training stage, but it's different now. You were seriously injured, and it seems that you may still fall."
"Nonsense, how could I fall into this situation?" Ziyu said slowly with a gloomy face.
"Haha, how does it feel to remember the thunder from the sky and the fire from the earth?"
"So it was you, the coquettish vixen, who pointed out that thief?" Ziyu was furious, gritting her teeth and said, "I should have thought it was you."
"Haha, shouldn't you have thought of it a long time ago, but you turned a blind eye and closed one eye, so arrogant and coquettish."
"I never thought that you could still make waves in my territory." Ziyu was so filled with regret that she lost her soul.
"You should have thought that this day would come." Mu Ling said lightly.
"Why? I treat you well, why would you betray me?"
"Betrayal? I never thought about betrayal. I just want revenge."
"Revenge?" Ziyun said with a gloomy face, "What do you mean?"
"When Brother Ninth died, my heart died. Revenge became my only hope for survival."
"Brother Jiu?" Ziyu paused and suddenly realized, "That brat Jiuyang is not worthy of your trust for life. I am a teacher for your own good."
"Haha, master, every time you kill the people I love, you always say that they are not worthy of my trust for life, but how do you know that Brother Jiu still misses me before he dies, even if you put the "Corpse Raising Talisman" on him? , he still has that obsession in his heart, knocking on my house in the middle of the night, telling me the truth, and letting me escape?"
"He has a lustful heart."
"The lustful heart will not change? Haha, according to the master's words, the lustful heart will not change when it comes to love and love. Then why don't you say that you are so cowardly in lusting after you have killed so many fellow apprentices?"
"Shut up!" Ziyu interrupted her. She didn't want to be exposed in public and lose useful healing items.
The healing object naturally refers to this group of male disciples.
"What? You dare to do it but don't dare to let others talk about it?" Mu Ling asked.
"You white-eyed wolf." Ziyu held her chest, furious.
"Brother Ninth treats me sincerely, but I let him fall into the tiger's mouth. I dare not tell him the truth. I dare not tell him that it was actually me who pushed him into the sea of fire." Mu Ling gradually lost her voice: "Do you know, when I When I saw his skinny face, my heart ached, I wished that the person lying on the ground was me."
"Why didn't you tell him? Others don't know, but I know that at least dozens of men have died at your hands."
"So, how can I dare to tell him that I have sinned so much? Naturally, I don't want him to lose his last thoughts and feel uncomfortable walking on the road to hell."
"You are selfish." Ziyu sneered, "You are just giving yourself comfort."
"You are right. I was selfish. I was giving myself comfort. Therefore, I cut both cheeks with my own hands. From that moment on, I needed his love. I will be his woman for the rest of my life." Mu Ling paused and then said: "So, as his woman, do you think I should take revenge?"
"Love? It's ridiculous. After that, how many male disciples did you pick up the yang and balance the yin?" Ziyu sneered: "Revenge? Your hands are stained with the blood of so many people, how can you have the nerve to ask for revenge?"
After a pause, she said again: "If you step back now, I can still recognize you as my disciple and let bygones be bygones."
"It's too late, I don't care about it anymore." Mu Ling said lightly: "I'm afraid I won't encounter such opportunities again in the future."
"Do you really think you can achieve such incredible results in just a short period of Qi training?"
"How can you know if you don't try?"
"Stupid, there is a watershed between practicing Qi and building foundations. If practicing Qi can kill foundations across borders, why do others have to work hard and boringly to practice?"
"You've said so much, aren't you scared?"
"I'm afraid?" Ziyu laughed angrily: "I originally wanted to keep you of some use, but now it seems I don't need you anymore."
"return."
Ziyu suddenly took off the jade bottle from her waist, opened the jade stopper, and moved towards the void. The snake-headed man who was still entangled with the black light seemed to be pulled by something, and turned into a ball of black mist and got in. In the jade bottle.
"If you lose that whisk magic weapon, I would like to see what other methods you have."
"As a teacher, I have many methods." Ziyu said, "Even if you don't use magic weapons, how can you be my opponent at a young age of Qi training?"
Ziyu was naturally heartbroken about the whisk magic weapon, and that whisk could be used both offensively and defensively, so it was a good magic weapon integrating both offense and defense. However, it had been destroyed by the explosion of thunder and fire just now.
"Watch it, I will show you the true power of the "Bahuangdu Yin Gong"."
Before Hua Yin finished, Ziyu stretched out her hand and grabbed a handful of air, then suddenly threw it out. The air suddenly turned into dozens of "ice needles" the size of silver needles.
"This is my self-created Ice Soul Magic Needle. It is so mysterious and unpredictable that even if you taste it, you will be in agony."
"Wuxuan."
Mu Ling didn't bother to talk nonsense, she directly summoned a flying knife and struck it.
"Ding ding ding ding."
Flying knives and ice needles fought together.
"That's all your abilities? I overestimated your ability." Mu Ling snorted coldly, controlling the flying knife with one hand and pinching and summoning spells with the other hand.
"Wind Blade Technique."
Several wind blades condensed and slashed towards the purple jade in the air.
Mu Ling is a mutated wind-attributed spirit among the wood spirits.
"Ice shield." Ziyu squeezed it with one hand, and an ice shield formed of ice energy stood in front of it, preventing the wind blade from slashing.
Theoretically speaking, the method of absorbing spiritual energy does not distinguish the choice of spiritual roots, but often the exercises that are consistent with the spiritual roots are more beneficial to the practitioner.
For example, the "Eight Desolations and Desolations" skill they are practicing now is more suitable for the mutated ice spirit body in the water spirit root.
The Qi training method of "Xinri Ti Yang" is more suitable for practitioners with fire-attribute spiritual roots.
Although there is no distinction between Qi training methods, there are spells, because the spiritual energy you absorb will be transformed into the same spiritual energy as your spiritual roots.
This is the principle of origin and origin.
The words are divided into two parts, leaving aside the fight between the two in the air.
Now we return to our protagonist.
When Yu Ziyu's attack came, Lin Jingzhe no longer had the will to dodge, because the person he cared about was gone, so what was the point of staying on his own.
But Lin Xiaowu was different. After all, he had saved Lin Jingzhe with his own life, and he definitely wanted him to live well.
"Little, little Jingzhe, hurry, hurry up."
"I won't leave, I want to save you."
"Why, if you don't leave, how can you avenge us, avenge us?" Lin Xiaowu could only think of this method to let him remember him and live well.
"Stop talking, I don't want revenge, I just want you to live well."
"Silly, stupid brother, we have always regarded you as the best, the best brother." Lin Xiaowu muttered blood in his mouth, and his voice was already confused.
"Silly, silly brother, don't, don't cry." Lin Xiaowu said intermittently: "You, if you let me be in the sky, how can I explain to the winter solstice, the winter solstice?"
Lin Jingzhe paused and said, "Do you know Brother Dongzhi is gone?"
"I know, I know." Xiao Wu gasped and said, "It's all my fault for being stupid. I should have known earlier."
"Xiao Dongzhi, for us, we sacrificed, and I only realized it later." Lin Xiaowu paused, "If not, if you hadn't woken me up with a fireball yesterday, I, I You won’t find him in front of the Winter Solstice Cave, and the letter he left behind will not be found.”
"What did the letter say?"
"I told you to let us live well. He, Lin Dongzhi, took the first step."
Lin Jingzhe thought of Lin Dongzhi's appearance again, and suddenly felt sad, and her tears welled up in her eyes.
"I, I said, you are already a grown man, why are you still crying so much?"
"I, I won't cry anymore, please live well."
"I, I can't survive, cough cough cough." Lin Xiaowu coughed a few times, with a wry smile on his face: "Originally, originally I wanted to be, become a senior brother, and after returning to secular life, walk with a sword to the end of the world, now look at I can’t come.”
"There must be a way to save you."
"Haha, I know, I know I can't survive. I saw my grandparents, and Dong, Dong Zhi, they are here, waiting for me in front." Lin Xiaowu suddenly stretched out his hand slowly, as if he wanted to grab something.
"That's an illusion. You have to hold on." Lin Jingzhe tried her best to suppress the two bloody holes on his body, but it was obviously of no use at all.
Lin Xiaowu's face became increasingly pale, with cold beads on his forehead.
"Yes, promise me."
"Stop talking, you have to live well. You will definitely not die. We will definitely have a way."
"You, you want me to let you die and die with your eyes open?" Lin Xiaowu widened his eyes and glared at Lin Jingzhe.
This was the first time that Lin Jingzhe saw his expression like this. In desperation, she said, "Okay, I agree to whatever you say."
