Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

As soon as Lin Xun heard the word 'you', he already had an ominous premonition, matching the other party's expression, voice and movements, he took the first step to push Feng Yu beside him, "Do you want to say, After so many years of death, how can this person still be so handsome, charming and personable?"

After finishing speaking, he said to Feng Yu very sincerely: "He praised you because he wanted to instigate you against you, you should take action."

Hu Yankun lost his mind for a second because of Lin Xun's reaction, and suddenly laughed loudly: "It's ridiculous, pitiful! In the past, commanding thousands of troops, how majestic..."

The name that was about to be blurted out later was forced back by a gust of sword wind. Lin Xun stood behind him, and was also shocked by the strong fluctuation of internal force to take a step back. He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Yu who didn't know when to draw his sword in surprise: "What is this for?"

Feng Yu just glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and said in a very indifferent tone, "Help you kill someone."

The sword lights in the sky were chaotic like falling flowers, and the naked eyes only had time to catch the movement of a white figure raising the sword. Lin Xun's throat moved subconsciously: "I really want to be popular."

[System: Please close your eyes, cover your ears, and stay awake. 】

A part of the little finger was cut off. If it was a moment slower, Hu Yankun's entire arm might be lost.

But he didn't feel any pain, except for a flash of panic in his expression, Hu Hekun blew a whistle, and the corpses that were walking in step unexpectedly exploded, taking advantage of the moment of bloody blood, he retreated to the ground On the river, despite the undercurrents submerging himself, before the river water overflowed his head, he could still hear wild and triumphant laughter:

"I've changed my mind, Ran Mingjiang, you never want to know who is standing opposite you," Hu Hekun's face at this moment has been distorted like his laughter: "Even if we meet each other but don't know each other, I want you to always immerse yourself in the In this pain of not knowing each other, haha, hahaha!"

Feng Yu drew a line in the air with his sword, and those disgusting flesh and blood sank to the bottom of the river along with Hu Yankun.

The man had disappeared, but his laughter was still echoing between the stone walls.

Lin Xun: ...

[System: ... Scold it. 】

"Damn it!" For the first time in his long life, Lin Xun uttered a swear word without caring about any image, and when he said it, an idiot could guess who he was talking about!

Sure enough, after Hu Yankun finished saying this, Ran Mingjiang's body trembled violently. There was still several meters between the two of them, and Lin Xun could feel the incomparable heat in his eyes. The joy of finding it again.

"That idiot." Lin Xun tilted his head, stared at the direction where Hu Yankun disappeared, and cursed secretly, thinking that today's Liangzi has been settled, although he doesn't know what old grudges there are between them, just based on the last sentence, he will also Let the other party regret living again.

Not everyone is aware of the shocking secret that may be derived from Hu Yankun's last words. The head of Wudang is almost shattered at this moment, and one of the few corpses that were blown to pieces just now is his beloved disciple Zhang Cunjian.

The crisis did not end with Hu Yankun's departure, and the remaining dozens of corpses were still walking towards them slowly. The combat effectiveness of these corpses was not very strong, but it was difficult for the people present. to hand.

Abbot Jinghai clasped his hands together, recited Amitabha Buddha, and closed his eyes heavily: "My Buddha is merciful, they have already passed away, and what all benefactors can do is to preserve their peace after death."

I don't know if it was because his words played a somewhat soothing effect, but it was the master of the Panlong sect who made the first move.A stout man, the hand holding the knife was trembling at the moment. After hesitating for a long time, he finally swung the knife at a few of them. Of course, the response of the corpse was not as fast as that of the living, but they also felt no pain. Leaving horrific wounds, but without any intention of stopping.

Seeing this, Ran Mingjiang on the side jumped into the air, jumped over all the corpses, and raised his sword, only the sound of blood dripping from the tip of the sword was heard.

"Ah!" Fang Yun's old friend Hao exclaimed, turned his face away and leaned on his shoulder, unable to bear to see such a bloody and cruel scene.

The moment Ran Mingjiang put away his sword, dozens of heads fell to the ground, and those already stiff corpses finally fell after shaking a few times.Empty eyes, and a heart with only blood holes left, the picture of the decapitated body looks very tragic, but there are also some selfish people who start to whisper when the trouble is resolved, one of them just suggested blowing out the fire. Person: "Fortunately, these corpse monsters are not good at fighting."

"The benefactor is careful," Abbot Jinghai said with a cold expression, "They are not monsters, but they used to be famous figures in the rivers and lakes."

The man also knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, apologized a few times, and lowered his head to hide his presence as much as possible.

Fang Yun gently pushed away the girl leaning on his shoulder, walked to the dark river, and murmured, "Is it over?"

"I just ran away." Feng Yu's words awakened his hope.

Fang Yun looked up at Lin Xun: "Hu Hekun was injured in the end, right?"

Lin Xun nodded, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the injury was serious.

"Didn't you say that the resurrected people are invulnerable?"

"That's the effect that can only be achieved by a thousand corpse pit," Lin Xun: "There are at most only more than 100 people in it."

Fang Yun is silent. Most people are silent like him at this moment, and they are resurrected from the dead. Who would have thought that such a thing would really happen in reality, especially those who are immersed in the grief of missing disciples being arrested and sacrificed. My heart was full of grief and indignation, but also at a loss.

Everyone had mixed feelings, but no one paid attention to Lin Xun's identity.

However, someone has noticed, such as Ran Mingjiang, such as Chen Gui.

Chen Gui's blood-red eyes showed a particularly obvious emotion. He called 'Adult' a few times, but he did it with his mouth, like an abandoned child, standing there at a loss.

The Xiefeng Pagoda and his entourage sounded the alarm in the minds of the martial arts people who were still living peacefully. The remnants of the rebels have come back, and an extremely bloody net intertwined with conspiracy and killing is slowly attacking them.

Ran Mingjiang made a symbolic proposal: "There are still many things to be clarified. Ran wants to go first. Would you like to go together?"

The head of Wudang shook his head: "Thank you for the kindness of the leader, but right now we need to arrange manpower to transport the bones of the beloved disciple back."

Many people, including the head of the Panlong Sect, have this intention. As for Abbot Jinghai, he said that he would stay to save the dead, and he would also stay for a while.

Ran Mingjiang didn't force it either. In fact, he didn't care about their going or staying. There was only one person he was nervous about now.

"What's Mr. Feng's plan?" He was obviously talking to Feng Yu, but his eyes were on Lin Xun.

"Go back to the house first."

"I have a merciless request," Ran Mingjiang said, "I hit it off with Mr. Feng's friend immediately, why don't we let him stay in Star Luo League for a few more days to play."

When he said the unfeeling request, his tone was not a question, but a certain kind of determination.

"I have no friends." Feng Yu said coldly.

Ran Mingjiang twitched his lips, pointed at Lin Xun and asked, "Then who is he?"

"A person who works in the house to pay off debts." After finishing speaking, without any intention of staying, Feng Yu said to Fang Yun, "Go out and lead the horse first."

Fang Yun nodded and hurried out.

Feng Yu whispered to Lin Xun: "It's time to go back."

Lin Xun nodded.

Fang Yun, who was walking in front, suddenly realized that something was wrong, and fell into deep thought. The three of them obviously went back together, owed the money again and again, and it was Lin Xun who angered the young master. Second in command, why did you only end up with a job of leading a horse?

He let out a long sigh, lamenting the impermanence of the world.

As for Lin Xun's departure, Ran Mingjiang did not stop him.

When Lin Xun was about to go out, he suddenly heard him say: "On one matter, Mr. Feng and I have the same thoughts."

Feng Yu stopped, and Ran Mingjiang said every word: "If you owe a debt, you have to pay it back." He lowered his head and hid his complicated eyes: "And I, by nature, like to care about everything, no matter how long the debt is, I will pay it off." Get it back."

The front is the place to go out, Lin Xun can feel the light close at hand, but the words coming from behind make his back chill.

The air outside is warm and dry, and occasionally a few butterflies can be seen chasing and playing in the air.The snow-treading horse broke free from the rein at some point and ran to the valley to play wild. Fang Yun had no choice but to chase it back along the horse's hoof prints.

Lin Xun was going to wait under the nearest tree, but Feng Yu casually picked up a leaf and threw it out, and several poisonous snakes fell from the tree. Visible venomous snakes are not to be taken lightly anywhere.

He found a big smooth rock to sit on, and chatted casually, "We've been out for such a long time, Uncle Cheng must have missed him very much."

Feng Yu: "No."

The two words without any special features ended the above topics, and Lin Xun himself would not feel embarrassed because the two of them did not talk together, so he did not look for other words. Looking at the butterflies flying around in front of him, he thought carefully about Don't tear off a piece of fabric and run back and forth catching butterflies to pass the time.

"Zheng Cai."

Just as his thoughts became more and more bizarre, Feng Yu called his name.

Lin Xun turned sideways slightly, waiting for what he was going to say next.

It turned out that one should never use ordinary people's way of thinking to reason about Feng Yu's thoughts. After calling this name, he kept silent.

Lin Xun simply didn't play charades with him again, and said directly: "I still remember when we first met, you thought I was a prodigal son who was looking for flowers and asking Liu."

"Looking at it now, it's better to ask the prodigal son of the willow." Feng Yu said lightly.

Blocked by his words, Lin Xun pursed his lips, basked in the sun, and began to close his eyes to rest his mind.

The author has something to say: Hu Yankun laughed wildly at Ran Mingjiang: "Are you in pain, are you in despair, I just don't tell you who he is, I want you to spend your whole life in missing him!"

Ran Mingjiang: ...Where did the mental retardation come from!