Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

Lu Lingyou has a wood spirit root. Although when she was a child, she was regarded by others as a spirit root that can only bloom, but she is actually qualified to fill the entire spirit stone when testing the spirit root.

Her potential is not just about blooming a bunch of flowers on her head for people to enjoy.

The pure aura and the Tao of the common people she realized gave her an ability.

The huge plant in front of her is the skill she discovered when she was fed medicine by Elder Cao. The summoned plant can heal the selected person.

Mingxi was obviously controlled by the black energy and lost his ability to judge. If the fight continued, Mingxi would be the first to fall down due to excessive blood loss due to the injury to his chest before both sides were injured.

The unknown plant in the darkness was emitting gleaming green light. While healing Lu Lingyou, it was also trying to bring Ming Xi back to her senses, who was trapped in hallucinations.

Song Mingfeng's second senior brother Ming Xi has a past that is unknown to outsiders.

Now, the black energy was easily unearthed and kept replaying in his mind, bringing out the dark side of his heart over and over again and placing it in front of him.

Before the beasts attacked the village, Mingxi always felt that he had an extremely annoying relative.

It's his uncle.

My uncle's legs were lame when he walked. It is said that he was bitten by a wild animal when he was collecting medicine with his father when he was a child.

It was also because of his mutilated legs that no girl he kissed when he grew up fell in love with him.

No one wants to hire a cripple to work.

Therefore, my father has always been raising my uncle, and he was raised until Mingxi was born and grew up.

But ever since Mingxi could remember, he always looked drunk and slumped in front of his house, sometimes cursing, sometimes crying about being alone all his life.

No matter when or what his uncle did, as long as he saw that leg, his father would tell Ming Xi to forgive him. His uncle also did these things because he felt sad.

Mingxi didn't understand this, he just felt that this uncle was extremely annoying.

When I was a child, my family had some savings to send to the private school on Mingxi Shang. They could use it to repair the six rituals, cinnabar to enlighten wisdom, and give various kinds of money to my husband every year.

But since his uncle became addicted to gambling, Mingxi never went to school again.

Every day, he would lie down at the door of his house, smelling of alcohol. Every time he showed up, he would ask his father to give him enough money before he could leave. If he didn't, he would cry loudly, hugging his disabled leg and talking about his lifelong suffering.

The leg with the hideous scar was exposed from the trouser leg. His uncle patted his leg and said that he was helpless and that no one looked up to him.

Every time at this time, my father could not hold back and gave his uncle what he wanted.

Originally, the family still had several acres of fertile land, but it was sold off because of my uncle's increasingly unsatisfied appetite.

The loving parents began to argue every day.

Sometimes Mingxi couldn't bear the scenes of throwing bowls and objects at home, so she ran out, waving the branches she picked up at the ridge of the fields, and beating the weeds on the roadside.

I thought, if only I could kill that annoying uncle like this.

In this way, there will be no quarrels at home, he can continue to go to school, and his parents can return to their former self, without the sad look on their faces.

It would be better if my uncle died.

But the young man didn't really want people to die. If the curse really took effect, Mingxi thought, he would never say those words again.

When the beast tide came and the whole village was trampled to pieces by monsters, his uncle limped to Ming Xi and covered his eyes.

Mingxi thought that he must be careful in his words and deeds in the future.

But there is no such thing as a do-over in life.

The uncle, who smelled of alcohol and was disgusting, blocked the fatal blow for Mingxi.

The neck was cut by the sharp nails of the monster, and he couldn't even utter a last word.

The uncle only had time to use the mutilated leg that saved his father to carry Mingxi into the blood-stained river.

While rolling, Mingxi saw the broken neck, just like the branches and leaves that had been cut off countless times when he whipped weeds at the edge of the field.

The blood on his body was washed away by the river water, but Mingxi knew that he was the one who killed his uncle.

It was me who had cursed my uncle to death countless times before.

In the fantasy, Ming Xi saw herself as a child, holding a branch and angrily smoking the weeds on the side of the road, muttering: "Go to hell! Go to hell! You bastard!"

The slender branch gradually turned into a sword. As a child, Mingxi began to grow taller and his voice became deeper. He kept repeating one sentence in this void:

"Go to hell!"

The grass on the roadside also grew into the image of my uncle.

The long sword slashed across his uncle's neck, and red blood spattered on the body and face of Ming Xi, who was holding the sword in the phantom, but the action of swinging the sword had not stopped.

Ming Xi only felt that there were voices in her mind constantly whispering:

"You killed your closest relative...How pitiful. After saving your father, I have to save you, poor man...You killed him."

"...go to hell..."

"His life is cheap. He spent so much money on you, so it is only natural that he save you. Your money is enough to buy his life..."

"...go to hell..."

"Wouldn't it be just what you wanted if he died? Your parents would be much more relaxed if he died...Why do you still feel guilty?"

"..."

Ming Xi felt that his mind was about to explode. It seemed that many people had squeezed in, all telling him that he had killed his uncle.

Yes, the uncle did kill himself.

He was indeed stained with the blood of his own relatives.

The man who was chopping weeds suddenly raised his head and looked at Ming Xi floating in the air.

The face was exactly the same, but the difference was that the face of the person underneath was cold.

The noisy voices in my mind suddenly disappeared, like the moment of silence when falling into a river.

Ming Xi heard the person in front of him raise his head and look at him and say word by word: "Ming, Xi, deserve to die."

"boom--"

A black tide suddenly surged out of the originally silent surroundings, and Ming Xi, who was covering his head in the air, was instantly swept into the waves.

Just like when he was thrown into the river by his uncle.

Water choked his nose, and Mingxi waved his arms helplessly in the darkness.

Why would someone who his uncle hated so much save him?

If he was always so annoying, Mingxi wouldn't feel guilty.

But unfortunately, when the beast tide strikes, the person who saves him is the person he looks forward to dying every day.

It would be better if he died.

Obviously it would be fine just to watch myself die.

Mingxi gradually put down his hand waving in the water, and the air in his lungs was squeezed out of his nose, forming a series of bubbles floating in front of Mingxi's eyes.

He gradually sank to the bottom of the water, thinking that he had been cautious in his words and actions for so many years, just to atone for his sins.

The boy's curses turned into restraints, trapping him on the day when the beast wave struck.

As long as he dies, it will be fine.

As long as... Mingxi just goes to death.

The air bubbles exhaled from the nasal cavity gradually decreased, and water filled his chest, burning his internal organs like fire.

Mingxi's eyes followed the direction of the floating bubbles.

The noisy voices in his mind disappeared at some point, and Mingxi could only hear the rapid beating of his own heart, which seemed to be his last cry before death.

Suddenly, a dazzling green light lit up in the sky where the bubbles disappeared, reflecting in Ming Xi's dimmed pupils.

"...Senior brother!"

In the green light, he stretched out a hand towards Mingxi, which fell into the water.

Ming Ming's delicate arms seemed to have some strength. After grabbing Ming Xi, he quickly dragged him up.

Countless screams suddenly erupted from the dark tide all around, and many old hands appeared from the bottom of the water and grabbed Ming Xi's feet.

Under the green light, Ming Xi lowered his head and saw a familiar face in the hand holding his ankle.

The white hair on his temples floated in the water, and a long red line ran through his entire neck. Black mist emerged from his neck, and the force pulling Ming Xi strengthened inch by inch.

The hand holding Ming Xi above shook a little, and the light dimmed for a moment in the black mist, then lit up again.

Several green vines stretched out from the light, repelling the hands holding Mingxi's feet.

Mingxi suddenly heard a whisper: "Brother, wake up quickly!"

There seemed to be some force that pushed back the surging black waves.

The light in the sky was bright, covering the entire Mingxi River.

Mingxi suddenly remembered what his senior sister had said to them after Yang Languo.

It was a sunny day. Yun Ci sat not far away and watched them swing their swords. He said something incomprehensible amidst the sound of cranes: "Everything in the world is unpredictable. Someone will always die because of you in your life."

The sword wind rolled up the clouds and mist, and also blew the broken hair on Yun Ci's forehead. She continued: "It is impossible for people to remain calm in the face of death, but what you need to know is that you need to bear the lives of those people to live well."

"That's a curse engraved on life. You can't break it, so just live with this guilt."

A subtle clicking sound suddenly sounded from Mingxi's dantian.

The originally dull golden elixir in the body showed many cracked fine lines, and a dazzling golden light burst out from it, dispersing the dim dust on the surface, revealing a round golden bead.

In the golden light, it slowly transformed into a baby sitting cross-legged and meditating.

The green light was repulsed by this golden light, and Ming Xi also clearly felt the changes in his body.

Golden chains stretched from the scar on his chest.

"Click——"

Under Ming Xi's gaze, the chain shattered inch by inch, turning into golden light to repair the injury on his chest.

After the light dissipated, Mingxi looked up and saw Lu Lingyou, who was slightly tilted and holding his hand.

The plants that were originally standing in the sky turned into green starlight and fell around them. The originally black soil bloomed with countless flowers in this green light.

Lu Lingyou, who had a cluster of flowers on his head, looked at Ming Xi who was already awake, with a smile on his face: "Senior brother."

The golden light and green light dispersed at the same time.

The seal on Mingxi's forehead is particularly eye-catching in the dark sky and earth.

It looked like a small grass that had just sprouted young leaves.

The green starlight is like a drop of morning dew, sliding along the seal and falling on Mingxi's eyelids.

He blinked slightly, and the crystal water droplets fell from his eyelids.

Like the tears that a young man never sheds in front of others.

The hand held by Lu Lingyou moved slightly and then let go again.

He whispered back: "Junior sister."

Lu Lingyou didn't care whether Mingxi's hand moved or not. She was only surprised by Mingxi's changes and the healing of the wound on her chest.

The girl let go of her hand, and her hair drew an arc in the air as she straightened her waist and closed her hand.

"Senior brother! You have successfully advanced!" Lu Lingyou saw Mingxi's improvement in realm, smiled and saluted, "Congratulations to the master for successfully attaining enlightenment!"

When the realm is advanced in the secret realm, the thunder tribulation will be blocked by the secret realm. Therefore, Ming Xi, who was already a half-step Nascent Soul, has now successfully enlightened and advanced. It is not an exaggeration to say that Lu Lingyou is a real person.

Before Ming Xi could speak, Lu Lingyou was already squatting in front of him, holding his chin and asking: "What name will Master give you? Senior sister's name is her own name, will you do the same?"

He didn't even ask Mingxi what he had experienced before so that his thoughts were so confused.

Ming Xi lowered his eyes and whispered: "Junior sister."

"Ok?"

The young man trembled his eyelids slightly and merged all the words into a very soft voice: "Thank you."

The surroundings were silent, and Lu Lingyou was very close to Mingxi, so she still heard the voice hidden between the young man's lips and teeth.

Many flowers popped out of her head.

In the young man's surprised eyes, Lu Lingyou smiled and said: "Brother, we are from the same sect, shouldn't we help each other and trust each other?" The flowers moved automatically without wind, like the girl's cheerful temperament, swaying in front of Mingxi's eyes, "We They are all one body!”

"Yeah." Ming Xi smiled slightly, "You're right."

The black mist was dispersed by the golden light, and Mingxi smiled and said, "I'm glad I got to know you."

After the light dissipated, the thin golden lines spreading from Lu Lingyou's back were particularly conspicuous.

Ming Xi came back to her senses and whispered: "This light in you..."

"Ah?" Lu Lingyou looked at himself, and finally turned to look behind him, and saw the golden thread spreading out, "What is this?"

"I heard that there is a kind of magic." Ming Xi had already stood up, helped Lu Lingyou up, and started doing his job under the eyes of his junior sister, "I heard that there is a kind of magic that penetrates people's body like a thread. In the body, a person's thoughts are swallowed up silently..."

Lu Lingyou: "!!!"

"puff--"

A laugh suddenly rang out in the dim black fog. Lu Lingyou jumped up in shock and hurriedly hid behind Ming Xi.

Where the golden thread spread out, a miserable flame rose, like a will-o'-the-wisp floating in mid-air.

Ming Xi, who was really frightened by the ghost story, was silent for a moment. Golden magic light lit up around him. Just as he was about to draw his sword, three human figures appeared behind the will-o'-the-wisp.

"Lu Lingyou! Can this statement scare you to death?"

The familiar voice brought Lu Lingyou back to her senses. She said with a troubled expression, "A Yuan, it's very scary behind the scenes."

Shen Yuan approached from the black mist and only glanced at Ming Xi who was blocking the front: "Congratulations to the master for his cultivation..." His eyes fell on the seal on Ming Xi's forehead and he continued, "The master has successfully enlightened. ,Congratulations."

Ning Yuchuan followed up from behind, panting, hugging his piano and bowing straightly to Mingxi.

Mingxi was so frightened by this bow that he took a step aside to avoid it.

Just in time to reveal Lu Lingyou's figure from behind.

Lu Lingyou, who was forced to accept the bow, felt that his soul was about to float out: "Ning Yuchuan! It's okay, why are you bowing!"

As soon as Ning Yuchuan turned around, Lu Lingyou strode forward and pressed his back.

He panted and whispered, "Ayou, I've been driving all the way. I'm very tired." His suppressed body was still shaking, and he said resentfully, "Ayuan, I kept going all the way to find you. I'll catch up. It’s been very difficult for her.”

Hearing this, Chen Yuan sneered: "I've already said that you are a weak music cultivator."

Very weak tone: "..."

Gong Liangyu next to him turned his face sideways and laughed.