Everyone Wants to Kill Me and Sermon [Transmigration Book]

It was a very plain gesture, as if agreeing to Yang Fan for an insignificant matter.

The sword at Yang Fan's waist buzzed again, the trembling blade collided with the scabbard that trapped it, and the sound was like the roar of a ghost.

Yang Fan was taken aback again.

According to his subconscious understanding, Huafan's gesture is to show that Huafan doesn't like him and his challenge.

I think he can never defeat Huafan.

That's why Hua Fan agreed so casually and without hesitation.

Yang Fan thinks that he should be angry now and feel ashamed.

But he knew very well that the abnormal movement of the saber at his waist indicated that his Dao heart was unstable, and he could feel the fear and violent tremor of his Dao heart.

An unprecedented panic and bewilderment enveloped Yang Fan, a breeze blew past, and the chill that appeared on his back made Yang Fan shiver unconsciously.

When did he break out in cold sweat?

Yang Fan stuck his hand to his back in a daze, the coldness and wetness of the tentacles made his hand tremble slightly.

He only felt that the chill seemed to be penetrating to the bone marrow, making his blood mixed with smoothies.

Like a lost child, Yang Fan looked at the masked boy in front of him blankly.

why?

Why is it that Hua Fan agreed to his challenge, so he can be flustered like this.

It's as if something has gone beyond repair.

"decisive battle?"

Fu Jia asked softly.

Yang Fan clenched his hands tightly, and he told himself not to be afraid, nor to avoid.

Now that he has made his decision, there is no reason to escape.

With his right hand clenched tightly, his nails digging deep into his flesh and blood, Yang Fan nodded stiffly, and he said every word, "...the decisive battle!"

If someone observes carefully, they can find that Yang Fan's voice is trembling.

"Where do you want to start, be it here or above."

Before Yang Fan got rid of the emotion just now, Yang Fan heard the question Hua Fan continued to ask.

It was still clear and cold, but the words he said were solicitous.

It was at this time that Yang Fan realized that Hua Fan treated him very well.

From the beginning to the end, since he appeared, Hua Fan's gaze has been on him.

It's not at all the attitude you should have when facing someone who messed up.

Yang Fan stared blankly at Hua Fan, although the mask covered the other's face, but the only exposed eyes were extremely beautiful.

Because the other party was looking at him, Yang Fan could clearly see himself in the other party's eyes.

Yang Fan was a little crazy.

For some reason, Yang Fan suddenly had an inexplicable feeling, as if no matter what he said, Hua Fan would agree to him.

Yang Fan's eyes were slightly deep, and he didn't dare to look at Hua Fan's bewitching eyes again, so he just gave a casual answer, "Above."

"Okay." Fu Jia still replied softly.

Did he really agree?

No, Hua Fan must have thought about being on it long ago.

The boy decided that he couldn't beat him, so he wanted to have this decisive battle in public.In this way, he will be disgraced, and the young man will be able to stand up.

Yang Fan forced himself to speculate on Hua Fan with malice, because only in this way, he would not show weakness because of the fear and bewilderment in his heart.

With difficulty moving his steps and following Hua Fan towards the main peak of Xuanyun Peak, Yang Fan's hands were trembling uncontrollably.

On the way there, Yang Fan kept telling himself that he must quickly adjust his mentality.

He was only half-step foundation building, while Huafan had already stepped into the foundation building stage before he practiced.

It is extremely difficult for him to win against Hua Fan. If he is still in such a disordered state, he will definitely lose.

But Yang Fan couldn't do it.

Because his heart palpitations came for no reason, the panic and tension seemed to come from the depths of his soul, he only felt that every step he took was crushing his heart.The heart beat faster and faster, the sound was like thunder ringing in the ear, and Yang Fan's figure swayed slightly again.

Yang Fan followed Fu Jia to the teacher apprenticeship ceremony in a daze.

Xuan Yunfeng, which had always been deserted and serious, became extremely lively. When they arrived, there were already many monks there.

"Brother."

Yang Fan saw the monks who were in charge of entertaining other sects salute Hua Fan, and then set his eyes on him, "Fellow Daoist, you should be a good friend of Brother Hua Fan. Please follow me, I will take you to the VIP seat .Or if you want, I will take you to our sect for a while."

Accompanying it were some other voices heard by Yang Fan.

"Fellow Daoist Lin Yi is here with his junior brother!"

"Lanyun from the Misty Wind Sect has arrived!"

"Sovereign Mo Zong, don't do it!"

……

They all came here specially to congratulate Hua Fan on his apprenticeship.

Yang Fan made this judgment easily, and he looked around blankly.This place was decorated to be extremely lively and prosperous, as far as the eye could see, it was full of smiling disciples from other sects.They all greeted each other with gentle smiles.

Yang Fan saw the faces of several important figures in the crowd.

This is the first time Yang Fan has witnessed such a lively and grand ceremony since he was a child.

It looks like it has been carefully prepared for a long time.

only--

Yang Fan became more flustered, his fingertips were trembling, and the blood on his face was slowly fading.

He chose to challenge Hua Fan at this time, and he still challenged here. Isn't he smashing the situation severely, not only hitting Hua Fan in the face, but also messing up this carefully planned ceremony.

Yang Fan didn't care about this at first, or to be precise, he was very happy for such a thing to happen.

But now Yang Fan felt that the chill continued to surge up, he staggered several times, and the ugly expression made the monks who looked at him startled slightly.

But Yang Fan could only listen to Hua Fan's unwavering voice saying, "No."

Seeming to see the monk's doubts, Hua Fan continued to add, "He didn't come to congratulate, you can go and do other things."

Every word was like a boulder hitting his heart, and Yang Fan's brows were completely wrinkled.

He almost asked in a trembling voice, "Why don't you ask me, when am I going to challenge you?"

The expression of the cultivator standing in front of Yang Fan changed completely. He heard the subtext in Yang Fan's words, and the cultivator looked at Yang Fan instantly became unfriendly.

The pain in Yang Fan's heart was even worse, he didn't know why he became so strange now.

He could only watch Hua Fan turn around and look at him, looking at those plain eyes with some doubts.

"Is that a question?"

Hua Fan's eyes were very clear, as if he could see the filth in everyone's heart.

Yang Fan felt that his malice had been seen through by Hua Fan, and his face lost all blood.

Yes.

There is no need to ask this question at all.

Otherwise, why did he come to Xuanyun Peak at this time.

Why did you say you wanted to challenge Hua Fan when you first met Hua Fan?

And why do you want to come here when you just said you want to come?

Any normal person would know that he came here just to slap Hua Fan in the face and make the ceremony unpleasant.

Yang Fan wanted to explain.

But he couldn't explain it at all, because he really had this idea in the beginning.

"Let's start." Fu Jia glanced at Yang Fan, and then walked to the center of the ceremony.

The cheap master in his name should be arriving soon.

Although the director finally fell in love with Yang Fan.

But just in case, it is better to start the decisive battle between him and Yang Fan before the Chief Secretary arrives.

Yang Fan was slightly taken aback, and he followed Fu Jia to the center with difficulty.

At this point, he couldn't find any way out.

It's just that Yang Fan's sword shook even more violently, and the sound made people feel extremely irritable and flustered, faintly, as if it was a sign of some kind of ominous.

The actions of Fu Jia and Yang Fan naturally attracted the attention of other monks present.

Everyone's eyes turned to him.

Among them, Lin Yi's expression changed the most.

He held the hand of the concentric ring in his hand and began to exert force unceasingly.

Most of the other monks present didn't know the relationship between Fu Jia and Yang Fan. Even if some people recognized Yang Fan and thought of Fu Jia and Yang Fan's marriage contract, their expressions only became a little subtle.

But Lin Yi is different, he knows how special Fu Jia is to Yang Fan.

Knowing what a heavy price Fu Jia paid to reshape Yang Fan's tendons and allow him to step into cultivation.

Seeing that Fu Jia and Yang Fan were so close, Lin Yi felt uncontrollably jealous.

Why was Yang Fan so close to Fu Jia when he was cautious not to get close to Fu Jia?

Lin Yi looked at the concentric ring in his hand dimly.

The ring was the only way he could find an explanation for himself.

According to the rumors, only if one is full of love for Xinai and keeps thinking about each other when refining the concentric ring, can the concentric ring be refined.

Successful refining symbolizes the love of the refining person, and the refined concentric ring can only be worn by the beloved.

Lin Yi has been thinking about how to explain to Fu Jia, but he has been unable to find anything.

When he accidentally saw the One Heart Ring from an ancient book, Lin Yi tried to practice it.

Then--

It was a success.

Lin Yi's hand holding the concentric ring trembled slightly.

Lin Yi knew that this might be his last chance to see Fu Jia.

He originally thought that after Fu Jia's teacher apprenticeship ceremony was over, he would give this concentric ring to Fu Jia, and then propose marriage to the elder Si.

With his status in the cultivation world and the character of the head of the department, there is a high probability that the head of the department will agree.

Even if he disagrees, Fu Jia should be allowed to get closer to him.

Although this method may cause Fu Jia's displeasure, at least it can bring the distance between him and Fu Jia closer, and the rest of the matter can be resolved slowly.

only--

Lin Yi looked at Yang Fan in the middle of the field with a slightly cold look.

But soon, Lin Yi's expression changed.

Because he found a halo around Fu Jia and Yang Fan.

That is a law that only appears when two monks engage in a decisive battle under the witness of heaven.

Looking thoughtfully at the mask on Fu Jia's face, Lin Yi loosened his grip on the concentric ring.

Yang Fan doesn't seem to know that Fu Jia is Hua Fan.

He actually signed a decisive battle contract with the other party that required the death of one party.

Something flashed across his eyes, and Lin Yi felt a little gloating in his heart.

Even Lin Yi himself didn't notice how dark his thoughts were at the moment.

And the faces of the other monks who were unhappy also became better.

After all, they all know that Fu Jia's cultivation is as good as water, and those who practice this way can definitely be called invincible at the same level.

What's more, he was fighting someone whose cultivation was not as good as his own.

Fu Jia can definitely win this decisive battle.

Thinking of this, the way they looked at Yang Fan became wrong.

They couldn't figure out why Yang Fan was so overconfident, and they didn't understand where someone like Fu Jia would offend Yang Fan.

Such a mocking, unexpected and scrutinizing gaze naturally hurt Yang Fan, but he was still terrified in his heart, and he looked up at Hua Fan.

He couldn't let this kind of fear and panic continue to spread in his heart, Yang Fan gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you ask me why I challenged you?"

Fu Jia was startled for a moment, he looked at Yang Fan calmly, "The reason is not important."

Yang Fan felt that he was hurt by Hua Fan's eyes.

He is very upset now.

And he thought he was ridiculous.

That's right, how could someone like Hua Fan, who was a genius from birth and a proud son of heaven, understand the pain of an ordinary person like him.

He never knew how much effort he had put in to be able to challenge him.

He and Hua Fan have been in two worlds since they were born.

If it wasn't for that boy who reshaped the meridians for him.

He never had the chance to meet Huafan.

"You are my demon." Yang Fan looked at Hua Fan and said tremblingly.

The unreasonable panic and fear in his heart almost annihilated him, Yang Fan held the sword at his waist, but his sword was trembling, and his hand was also trembling.

Yang Fan's eyes were gloomy.

He knew he was ridiculous now.

He obviously waited for this day for a long time, but he couldn't even hold the sword.

Even, he couldn't find the reason.

When the spiritual power in his body was chaotic, Yang Fan only felt that regret was constantly tumbling, and the depraved obsession was eroding his whole body bit by bit, and his consciousness was constantly being blackened.

It was his inner demons that were growing rapidly.

Yang Fan swallowed a little dejectedly.

He failed Xiang Fujia, obviously the other party paid such a heavy price to let him step into cultivation, but he couldn't do anything.

He will definitely lose this decisive battle.

Clenching his hands slightly, Yang Fan stabbed at Fu Jia tremblingly with his sword.

"Hua Fan, do you look down on me like this?"

So easily agreed to this decisive battle.

After the decisive battle begins, you don't need your own natal spirit weapon.

The marriage was divorced for no reason.

Even, he didn't even want to show his true face in front of him.

Is it because Hua Fan felt that he was not qualified to see his face?

The inner demon kept rolling, Yang Fan's body trembled violently, and a fishy sweetness came out of his mouth.

Yang Fan slowly closed his eyes.

He knew he was going to die.

But Yang Fan was quickly stunned.

Because he has not felt the pain of being attacked for a long time.

There was even a smell of blood.

"how is this possible!"

There seemed to be an incredible voice ringing in my ears.

Yang Fan was stunned, and while spitting out the blood gushing out from the constant brewing of demons, he stared blankly at the sword he stabbed into Fu Jia's chest.

Both his sword blade and Fu Jia's white shirt were stained with blood.

The blood was dazzlingly red. Yang Fan had killed many people, but he had never felt that blood would be so terrifying.

It was so terrifying that his hands trembled slightly.

How can it be?

How could his attack hurt Hua Fan!

Why did Hua Fan withdraw his body protection spiritual power!

"Fu Jia!"

Yang Fan heard the roar of the people next to him.

Fu Jia?

Why do they call Fu Jia?

Yang Fan panicked even more, he spit out a big mouthful of blood again, and the bitingly cold meaning continued to emerge.

He listened blankly to the boy in front of him saying in a flat voice, "Although you don't believe me, I have never looked down on you."

Yang Fan has always felt that Hua Fan is very familiar.

But he still couldn't find the reason, as if something blinded him.

But now, Yang Fan finally found out why he was familiar.

His pupils shrank immediately.

mask!

mask!

Something in his mind was quickly connected to everything, and Yang Fan tried to remove the mask of the person in front of him with trembling hands.

But the moment his hand touched the mask.

Yang Fan found that the surrounding halo disappeared.

Then, seeing Lin Yi hugging the fallen Hua Fan, he stared at him with red eyes and said.

"Yang Fan! What right do you have to treat Fu Jia like this! He has done so much for you!"

Everything in front of him seemed to be blurred, and Yang Fan was violently attacked by Lin Yi.

He fell to the ground and spit out several mouthfuls of blood uncontrollably. Yang Fan's whole body hurt badly, but he only felt cold all over.

He saw many people rushing to Hua Fan in a hurry, watching them take off Hua Fan's mask tremblingly.

Yang Fan saw that familiar, extremely good-looking cheek.

He stared blankly at those people who put all kinds of valuable pills into Fu Jia's mouth at a loss, Yang Fan trembled, trying to get up and get to Fu Jia's side.But soon, someone stepped on him and passed him, and Yang Fan saw countless disgusted eyes.

He remembered the warning he had heard before going to the mirror world.

"You must find the real answer. If you don't find it, as a balance, any way you can find the real answer in the future will be blinded by heaven, and you will no longer have any chance to see through the answer until things develop to the point of no return."

"You will definitely degenerate into a demon, and you will fall into endless pain. The only way to escape is to commit suicide."

"That's the price."