no signs of spirituality

The look in Xie Lingzheng's eyes gathered like stars for a moment, and then disappeared again.Just like the flame of ecstasy in his heart, it only ignited for a breath before being extinguished by the ice water.

He looked into Xiao Wuyin's eyes, slowly shook his head and said: "Xianjun, Lingzheng will not hurt friends."

Xiao Wuyin frowned, with a slightly puzzled look on his face: "Ants, kill them if you kill them."

Xie Lingzheng knew that he would not understand. In Xiao Wuyin's eyes, the world is no different from flowers, leaves and ants. If he insisted on saying the difference, at most, he would say that people in the immortal world are full of aura and should be cleaner. He is willing to pick flowers and caress the leaves. People are like snakes, insects, rats and ants, extremely filthy, he disdains them, and even draws a sword and cuts them too dirty.

"Bohugong is Lingzheng's friend. Although he is the supreme ghost, he has never betrayed his friend." Xie Lingzheng said earnestly, "If Bohugong instigated Lingzheng to hurt the people of Yingtai Mountain, I will take him There is absolutely no concern about life, but he is not such a villain, and Lingzheng can't stab him back. Besides, Xianjun, Lingzheng's hands and feet are already disabled, and he vowed not to use the sword again, this is really impossible."

"There are a lot of clean people in the fairy world, and there are a few young talents who are barely worthy of being your friend." Xiao Wuyin said, "It's fine if you lie to others, I didn't know that your left hand sword is better than your right hand Is it?"

Xie Lingzheng bowed his head and refused.

Xiao Wuyin knew that his apprentice meant disobedience.In the past few years, he has reprimanded him countless times for the reason of making friends with ghosts, and the number of times he has started is not uncommon, but Xie Lingzheng has always been hard and tough, knowing his mistakes and admitting them will never correct them. It was a bit harder than his white rattan whip.

"Are you going to kill Duke Bohu?" He gradually lost his patience and asked in a deep voice.

"No." Xie Lingzheng responded happily, "Xiao Xianjun can send someone to escort me to the Law Enforcement Cloud Palace. The Law Enforcer will kill and punish. Lingzheng will never disobey."

Xiao Wuyin looked at him for a moment, then immediately turned around and walked towards the door.

Xie Lingzheng moved his lips slightly, but a thick ball of cotton wool was stuffed in his throat, making no sound.

That Yingtai Immortal stepped forward resolutely, and the crane sounded gradually outside the window. He knew that this time he had finally come to an end, so he couldn't help but feel depressed, and he couldn't breathe for a while, thinking, if he really entered the law enforcement Yun Gong, with the crimes he is currently charged with, he may not be able to get out of it forever, so this parting is no different from a parting forever.

He thought about all the past with Xiao Wuyin, and then thought about the delusional thoughts in his heart that would wither at the first light, he couldn't help but feel sad, even when he and Yingtai were deposed as siblings that day, he was not as sad as he is now.

At this time, Xiao Wuyin's footsteps paused slightly.

His eyes lit up, as if he was grasping at the last straw, he struggled to support the table and chair on one side, stumbled to his feet, rushed forward, and hugged Xiao Wuyin's waist.

Immortal Lord Yingtai turned his head suddenly, and Cheng Lingqi shouted, "Xie Lingzheng! You are crazy! If you commit the following crime, I will kill you immediately!"

Xie Lingzheng hugged Xiao Wuyin tightly, and locked the darkly embroidered brocade pattern girdle with his ten fingers, holding the almost nonexistent heat, buried his head on the back of that shoulder, panting slightly, absorbing the cold wind like green wood Breath, wriggling dry lips, softly shouted: "Master——"

In the past, when he acted like a spoiled child to Xiao Wuyin, he often called him in such a drawn-out tone. Because of this, Xiao Wuyin would treat him a little softer and indulgent, even if he was punished, he would occasionally comfort him in a gentle voice. At this time, he could feel that Xiao Wuyin treated him differently, different from ants, and different from flowers and grass, some like teasing a little pet, but also like treating him like a ring with emeralds, carefully wiped and properly stored.

The sound of the long sword being unsheathed suddenly sounded, and Cheng Lingqi had already drawn the sword.

"Spirit weapon." Xiao Wuyin said suddenly, "Stop it."

"Yes!" Cheng Lingqi was puzzled, but finally retracted the sharp blade in his hand into its sheath.

"Go out now." Xiao Wuyin said, "Close the door."

Cheng Lingqi was particularly annoyed, saluted again, looked up at Xie Lingzheng coldly, then slowly backed out of the door, closing the door behind his back.

Xie Lingzheng paused for a moment, then came to his senses. He didn't dare to hug again, and let go of his hand tremblingly. After the energy supporting his body dissipated, his hands, feet, and back ached again. land.

Xiao Wuyin suddenly grabbed his wrist, and regardless of his pain, pulled him up, put him on the bamboo chair beside him, leaned close to his ear, and said: "Take off your clothes, let me see Look on your back."

Xie Lingzheng raised his head in a daze, his hands had already done as he said, he quickly unbuttoned his shirt with five fingers, then turned his back to Xiao Wuyin, revealing the bloody wounds all over his body.

He knelt on the chair, hugged the back of the chair, lowered his head and pulled his hair to expose his back, not knowing Xiao Wuyin's expression, he felt the slightly cold fingers stroking along his spine with the deepest wound.

"Who moved the knife?" Xiao Wuyin asked suddenly.

Xie Lingzheng had a bad heart, but he dared not answer: "It's Mr. Bohu."

"What is he, he dares to use a knife on you." Xiao Wuyin asked again: "Have you been prescribed medicine?"

Xie Ling said yes.

"Dirty." Xiao Wuyin said suddenly, "Washed."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and poured a pot of ice-cold tea onto his back, took out a white handkerchief from his arms, and rolled up the sleeves with his own hands, intending to wipe off the ointment on the wound.

Xie Lingzheng was trembling with pain, and tried to hold back his silence. He knew that Xiao Wuyin didn't want him to use the things of the ghost clan, so he couldn't help but rejoice in his heart. If he had really used that bottle of stinky intermittent ointment before, the wound might be sore now. Have to suffer another sword.

"I thought, if you don't agree, I'll beat you to promise. Even if you are beaten to death, it's better than convicting you according to the law." Xiao Wuyin said, "It's just how dare you let that rascal and filth turn you into a dirty Like this."

Hearing this, Xie Lingzheng turned around suddenly, grabbed Xiao Wuyin's wrist, and raised a pair of bright eyes: "Master, your heart is distressed, isn't it?"

Xiao Wuyin said: "I don't understand."

His expression remained unchanged, but Xie Lingzheng noticed something different, he used his left hand to untie his belt, and explained: "I have no injuries on my buttocks, legs, and if you want to hit me, don't worry about it. "

Xiao Wuyin held down his hand.

Immortal Yingtai let out a long sigh helplessly: "Forget it, don't move, I'll give you the medicine again."

It was noon when Xie Lingzheng woke up the next day, Xiao Wuyin personally applied the medicine for him last night, he was trembling and did not dare to move, so he just fell asleep lying on his stomach, and even slept very soundly.

When he woke up, he was still snuggled up on the chair, with a thin blanket over his body, Xiao Wuyin and Cheng Lingqi had long since disappeared.

Xie Lingzheng knew that if he stayed in the mud again, he might cause disasters to Liu Yaoyao, Bohu Gong and others, so he thought about pulling away, thinking about the way to the Law Enforcing Cloud Palace in his mind, he got up and took a simple wash , and planned to say goodbye to Bo Hugong and others.

However, after walking dozens of steps, he felt something strange.

Bohugong's house suddenly became too quiet overnight.

The so-called scenery of Nixia Road is inseparable from silt and limestone. The courtyard of Bohugong is not big, but it is exquisite anyway. Shallow but deep.

It's just that this night, all the red lotus root flowers have lost their will to live, and now their roots are drooping, and the servants and maidservants who were hurrying in the aisle during the day yesterday are all gone, as if they were scattered overnight. Not a single cent was left.

Xie Lingzheng had an ominous premonition. Suddenly, there was a slight sound from a certain ear room. He immediately strode in with a stick, and saw tables, chairs, earthen pots in a mess in the living room, and an upside-down wooden barrel. Stopping the trembling, he stepped forward and lifted the wooden barrel, inside was a gray rabbit spirit who was crying endlessly, half of his face turned into a human shape, half of his face showed his original body, and there were bloodstains hidden on the furry facial features.

"Little brother, what's the matter with you?" Xie Lingzheng squatted on the bed and asked in a harmonious voice, "But what happened in the yard?"

The gray rabbit spirit couldn't speak, just pointed in one direction tremblingly, with a look of extreme fear on his face.

Xie Lingzheng frowned, he pointed to the main house of Duke Bohu.

"Yesterday... last night..." the little gray rabbit stuttered its teeth, "there is a white light... bleeding, yes, will kill."

As he spoke, blood overflowed from the seven orifices, and Xie Lingzheng hurriedly took out the bottle of stinky magic medicine from his sleeve and stuffed it in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Try it first, I'll go and have a look."

The Gray Rabbit Spirit was grateful, but Xie Lingzheng's face became more and more ugly. He was pulled out of the fairy bone, and his perception of fairy power was no longer keen. The smell of blood came to the nostrils.

Xie Lingzheng stayed in front of the door for a moment, then reached out to push the door, the door was not locked, it opened with a light push.

The moment the door was opened, the heavy object fell to the ground and dust was stirred up. Xie Lingzheng's pupils dilated slightly, and he saw a corpse leaning on the wooden door as a support and fell heavily on the threshold due to his movements. His eyes were bulging, his mouth was wide open, and the expression on his stiff face was horrified, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

Xie Lingzheng's shoulders trembled slightly.

This corpse is Hu Er.

When the monsters are frightened, they will unconsciously show their original shape to protect themselves, and this is the case with Hu Er, who turned out half of his tail behind him. Before Fang Future could fully transform, he lost his life halfway, and ended up in a half-human, half-human appearance. The appearance of a beast.

Xie Lingzheng stood in a daze for a moment, then slowly leaned over and closed his eyes for him, then leaned on his stick and walked into the depths.

Walking to the chair where he pulled the bone, he saw the blood still spreading on the ground. Although most of it had dried up, it was still wet on the soles of his shoes. He walked forward without squinting, and opened the closed The bed curtain suddenly let go of the stick in his hand, fell on the edge of the bed and retched.

On the gorgeous brocade quilt of the weaver, Bohu Gong's death was similar to Hu Er's, but he lost more blood, his face was dry, and his expression was even more desperate and sad, his red eyes were wide open, and he was dying.The most frightening thing was the daughter in his arms, Bo Lingyu, who had a smile on her clean face, but a hundred bone blades emerged from her chest, tearing her pale and thin body apart. It was torn apart, the internal organs, flesh and blood of the limbs were torn apart, scattered scattered among the pools of blood.

Xie Lingzheng could hardly believe his own eyes. He leaned on the bed rail and stood up tremblingly. He wanted to call someone over to find out why, but suddenly he heard familiar footsteps.

With a sharp look in his eyes, he backhanded the long sword at the waist of Duke Bohu's corpse, tapped his left foot lightly, and the rabbit rose and falconed and attacked behind him. The sword light flashed, and before the man had time to react, the sharp blade was held against his throat .

"Did you kill the person?" Xie Lingzheng asked sternly, "Become a spiritual weapon."

The provocative smile on Cheng Lingqi's face hadn't put away yet, but he was frightened by the murderous look in Xie Lingzheng's eyes. He understood what Xiao Wuyin meant last night when he said that Xie Lingzheng's "left-handed sword is better than right-handed". Even if the abandoned disciple had to use up his hands and feet, and took away the immortal bones, he could kill himself in an instant.

"Speak." The tip of the sword pierced the flesh, Cheng Lingqi knew that this person had already moved to kill.

"Xie Lingzheng, do you want to add another crime of killing immortals?" He shouted sternly.

"It doesn't matter if you have one more." Xie Lingzheng raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "I dare you to be doomed before that!"

The tip of the sword penetrated two points under the skin, Cheng Lingqi's face turned slightly pale.

"The grievance has its head, and the debt has its owner." He curled his lips, and his voice finally revealed a bit of lack of confidence, "I didn't kill people."

"Who is it?" Xie Lingzheng asked urgently.

Cheng Lingqi laughed suddenly, and regardless of the sharp blade at his throat, he grabbed Xie Lingzheng's left wrist heavily, and pointed to the full-length mirror not far away: "Look in the mirror, and you will know who it is."

Xie Lingzheng looked up at the full-length mirror, the person reflected in the mirror was himself, there was no difference, he frowned, and was about to question Cheng Lingqi again, when suddenly a thought flashed through his mind.

He hastily turned his back and unbuttoned his jacket in front of the mirror, only to see that the person in the mirror also unbuttoned his jacket, revealing his bruised back.

When the entire back was exposed in the mirror, Xie Lingzheng suddenly stopped breathing.

He wrote on his back.

It is a pure white ointment called "Wangxiansan", which is made from precious herbs that grow among the flowing water and sandstones in the depths of Mount Yingtai. In the past when he was under Xiao Wuyin's sect, he was often injured and beaten. Xiao Wuyin never underestimated him in terms of medicine consumption, even if it was a minor injury, he would definitely use Wangxian San, which is hard to find.

However, the Wangxian powder on his back at this time is obviously not only used for medicine, but is full of incantations. This incantation is very familiar to him - it is the return to immortality curse that he cursed to kill the ghost lord Chen Xiuxiang !

The Immortal Returning Curse reverses all spells in the world with fairy art. The stronger the magic power of the caster, the greater the power of the spell. Yu Bo Lingyu's body, even the entire mansion, no one was spared!