Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

Lin Lingqing didn't have any warning when he started.

The city lord who was lying on the ground was suddenly lifted out of thin air by an invisible force.

Before the frightened expression on the man's face was formed, there was a bang, and the adult man's body slammed into the wall that had mostly collapsed, and the cracks spread! !

"Hey...!"

The city lord's eyes rolled up, and he spat out a big mouthful of blood.

There was a sudden change, the blood color faded from the faces of all the people, and even Fang Zhiyuan looked up in astonishment.

The city lord's wife screamed and rushed forward like crazy, "No! Husband, husband——!!"

Lin Lingqing's eyes were ice-black, and his white robe was windless and automatic.The palm of his right hand is facing forward, his fingers are slightly bent, forming a gesture of grasping, "Why shoot an arrow."

Her left hand turned back her sleeve, and the crying woman's legs and feet were numb, and she fell to the ground, "Can't you see that he is trying to lure the Yin Yao away for you?"

"..." The city lord's face was pale, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched in pain, but he couldn't speak.

To be honest, when a person with a Yin body is present, the first reaction of a monk is to get rid of it and then quickly, who will carefully look at what the Yin body wants to do?

In addition, Yin Body is such a child, who can believe that he would not want to seek refuge in a crowded place, but the first reaction is to go out of the city?

The city lord is still unwilling to believe it until now.

He has been the mayor of this small town for 20 years, and all the people love him and praise him for his bravery and righteousness. Since he took office, he has never wronged a good person.

But just now, the scene where the vulva child blocked him with a knife was no less than a big slap on his face, the sound was crisp and painful.

Seeing that the city lord did not speak, Lin Lingqing's expression became even more gloomy.He gritted his teeth slightly, but the upper and lower teeth were still colliding with anger.

Why……

Why can it be called "dirty" just because it is a yin body, and you can use such a despicable method as a sneak attack to make a 12-year-old innocent child be torn to pieces and swallowed by a yin monster, and you still think it is justice! ?

Such a world is too absurd.

If it wasn't for Fang Zhiyuan...if he was just an ordinary child with a yin body, what kind of despair would he be in, watching his body being torn apart by the yin monster?

Obviously, he could not die in the hands of Yin Yao, but because he didn't want to affect the town, he died in the hands of fellow human monks...

Just when a disgusting feeling suddenly spread all over his body, the corners of Lin Lingqing's eyes twitched, and he felt that the corner of his sleeve was pulled gently.

"……okay."

Perhaps because he had never experienced such a thing as "someone wants to vent his anger on him", Fang Zhiyuan looked a little embarrassed.

He sat there pressing his injured right arm, lowered his eyes, and said in a muffled voice: "...what are you talking about with such an ignorant mortal."

Lin Lingqing gave him a complicated look.

Nodding softly, "Okay, I won't waste my time."

The next moment, the sword sounded in shock!

The young fairy in white robe raised his hand again, and once again called out Tunan, and slowly unsheathed his long sword.

Lin Lingqing looked at the city lord who couldn't move, and said coldly: "You should be the one who should die. Seeing that you have the heart to protect the people, I will save your life, and I will need your two arms for shooting arrows."

Fang Zhiyuan's expression changed: "...Lin Lingqing?"

The lady of the city lord let out a scream, her face turned pale, she struggled and cried, "Little fairy, little fairy...! Please don't, don't!!"

The people in the city also burst into flames, knelt down and kowtowed, and some even burst into tears:

"The immortal is merciful, the immortal is merciful..."

"The city owner is just to protect the grassroots..."

Unmoved, Lin Lingqing took a step forward.

The city lord closed his eyes desolately.

The crowd was even more chaotic, and the panic was tormenting this group of ordinary people who had never seen many real cultivators in their life. They looked at Lin Lingqing with more and more strange eyes.

Suddenly, someone among the people rushed out, pointed at Fang Zhiyuan and shouted angrily: "This is nothing else, and it's not an ordinary child! A Yin body suddenly popped up where there is a Yin demon, who can't kill it if he sees it!?"

It was a young man in his twenties.The old man next to him tried to cover his mouth in horror, but was swung away.

"The Yin body is damned, if it wasn't for him attracting the Yin demon, there wouldn't be so many problems!! We mortals just want to live a good life! Can't we live a good life!?"

The young man's face was red, and he pointed at the half-collapsed house wall in dismay, "That's the old Li family's house that was built last year after frugal living. Now it's all collapsed, is this bitch losing money!?"

He turned his fingers again, looked at Lin Lingqing with his bloodshot eyes, and cried out in fear and madness: "You are not an immortal at all, where in the world are there immortals who slaughter mortals!? We worship immortal temples every day, Shouldn’t immortals protect mortals!? This is a monster! A monster!!”

... Before the young man uttered the last sentence, Fang Zhiyuan remained cold and silent, as if he was not the one who was scolded as "damn" and "scumbag".

But when the sharp "demon" rang in his ears, Fang Zhiyuan's face lost all color in an instant, and he stood up suddenly!

He trembled his lips as if he wanted to say something, but he was suddenly out of breath, he felt his lungs constricted, white light flashed in front of his eyes, and a mouthful of hot blood came out of his throat before his voice.

Lin Lingqing's pupils constricted.

It was this touch of blood that killed his remaining calmness.

This is his man...

It's the person he wants to protect...

It's his junior brother...

It's his favorite little curse star! ! !

To be trampled and insulted by this group of mortals in front of him, to turn black and white so wrong, so...

When he came back to his senses, the young man had already been hit in the chest by the force he swung, and he vomited blood continuously.Lin Lingqing clasped his five fingers tightly, raised his eyebrows fiercely, and pointed the snow-white sword's edge at the city lord's wriggling throat in pain!

"Lin Lingqing!"

He vaguely heard Fang Zhiyuan's voice calling him, but it was like a buzzing tinnitus, and he couldn't hear clearly.

Lin Lingqing's breathing gradually became rapid, and a layer of gloom cast over his originally clear eyes, sweeping across the bleak faces of mortals.

Look, look.

Don't they all love the city lord, don't they all feel unfair for the city lord...

Why did no one dare to stand up in front of the city lord and block the sword for the city lord when he really showed his murderous aura! ?

Ridiculous, why not! !Even the "yin body" and "bastard" they despise can do things for people they have never met—why no one dares to do it! ! ?

The heart demon showed its ferocious face, and stretched out countless claws from the mud, dragging him down.

His chest was oppressed as if filled with lead, and a nauseating bloody smell rose, followed by indelible humiliation and grief.

Lin Lingqing thought in great pain, is this the world?

Is it the world that Master wants him to save that is so mercilessly killing his beloved star? ?

It was filthy and ugly.Does he really want to devote his whole life to saving such a person?

The world, the world—

……

"—Brother!"

Lin Lingqing woke up suddenly, with cold sweat running down his back.

From behind came the boy's usual cold and hard voice, but because of the panic emerging in it and the intimate connotation of the title, it suddenly became soft.

Fang Zhiyuan rolled up from the ground in embarrassment, his bloody right hand grabbed Lin Lingqing's sword-controlling wrist, and said hoarsely, "No."

Lin Lingqing was startled suddenly.

The murderous coldness between his eyebrows and eyes was diluted by the sudden shock.

Not only him, but also the begging people present, the wife of the city lord who was crying bitterly, and even the city lord who was waiting to die with his fate, were stunned in disbelief.

Fang Zhiyuan gasped: "What do you want to do, put away the sword."

"..."

Quiet.

Everything is quiet.

No more crying, no more screaming.

The wind stops, the clouds don't flow, and the insects and birds don't sing.

The demon in my heart disappeared.

The corners of Lin Lingqing's eyes were red, and his voice was as tense as a fully drawn bow: "Why?"

Tunan Jianfeng approached another inch, and he had already touched the city lord's neck dripping with cold sweat.

Fang Zhiyuan gritted his teeth, tightly gripped Lin Lingqing's wrist and pressed down, the strength increased instead of loosening: "No!"

His right hand was shaking violently, the wound on his arm was open, and the blood flowed more and more, and it fell to the ground in a pool.

Lin Lingqing said angrily: "Let go! You don't want your right hand anymore!?"

Fang Zhiyuan's voice became harsher: "Let go first!!"

Lin Lingqing raised his chin slightly, and said coldly, "Why should I let go."

That faint tone intensified a certain emotion, and something that was already tense to the extreme exploded between the two confronting people.

"——Didn't you say that you want to ascend to become a fairy!!?"

Fang Zhiyuan suddenly seemed to be on fire, and shouted angrily with sharp eyebrows: "Is the sword of the immortal just for you to point at this group of stupid waste on the streets of this broken city in the mortal world!! ?”

"..."

Lin Lingqing was stunned, and he lost his voice.

The black-clothed boy was trembling all over, and the focus of his pupils was a little out of focus, only his high-pitched voice remained steady:

"Do you want to vent your anger on me? Do you want to teach others for me!? Lin Lingqing, you are so naive...you still can't see what I am!!?"

……too suddenly.

Lin Lingqing couldn't figure out where this person had such a violent temper, as if something that had been suppressed so hard since he came to Xuyun suddenly exploded at this moment.

"I am a curse star! I am a curse star of Yin fate!!"

Fang Zhiyuan's blood-stained right hand suddenly grabbed the hem of his heart, his thin fingers convulsed one after another, almost making people suspect that he wanted to dig out his heart.

"There are hundreds of people who have hurt me, and thousands of people who want to kill me. Can you still teach me a lesson!?——Then your life will be useless!!"

Lin Lingqing had long been stunned by the yelling, and unconsciously loosened his grip on Tunan.

Fang Zhiyuan took off the fairy sword from mid-air with quick eyes and hands, and even took the scabbard from his hand.

Then he staggered back two steps, panting messily, staring at him with eyes like a trapped beast guarding the enemy.

Confusion gradually appeared in Lin Lingqing's eyes.

In the blink of an eye, the handsome little fairy in white was robbed of his sword and scabbard, and his murderous aura dissipated.Standing there with empty hands without moving, on the contrary, he looked somewhat innocent.

……why?

Did Zhiyuan think that it was because of him that he was forced to hurt mortals?

Is it such a disgusting thing to be stained with his own blood... It can even be called a fearful thing?

Among the surrounding people, no one dared to speak out.

Only Lin Lingqing whispered blankly: "It's because you don't want to do it yourself, I..."

Can I just watch you being bullied?

"...I do it?" Fang Zhiyuan sneered coldly, and looked coldly at Tu Nanjian in his arms, "In your eyes, I'm just so much dirtier than you? Would I like to kill and be bloody for the rest of my life?"

Lin Lingqing could no longer keep up with this man's train of thought, he gritted his teeth, and his temple throbbed with pain.

The darkness deep in his heart, the unsolvable darkness that has trapped him for several years, is shaking and vibrating...

Fang Zhiyuan stared at him fixedly, his tone suddenly became soft: "Didn't you... said that I am your junior brother. Senior brother."

"Since you want to become a fairy, I may not be able to fly up to the sky with you and become a fairy."

"At that time, no matter how rampant the demons and villains here are, they won't be able to hurt me, and I don't have to look back. This will be fine."

Lin Lingqing was dizzy.

He vaguely heard a crackling sound.

A crack had been roughly shattered in the hard black shadow that had been covering his Dao heart for a long time, and a dazzling blazing sun shone in.

Once, he traveled all over the world in order to solve obstacles.

The more I see it, the more I hate the bad nature of the world, and the more I feel chilled by the darkness of people's hearts.

...Lin Lingqing never imagined that fate would make him meet such a person one day.

A person who has endured the deepest malice in the world, he is in purgatory, but what he sees in his eyes is the clear light of the world.

Lin Lingqing looked at Fang Zhiyuan in a daze, and heard his own soul shaking in a trance.

It soared to the nine heavens, overlooking the scene at the entrance of the small town in the mortal world from outside the clouds.

The black-clothed boy who was called a disaster star in the world, with the corners of his handsome eyes hanging down, said softly: "Before then, I don't want to let such stupid mortal blood—"

With his bloody right hand, which was maliciously wounded, he swiftly put the snow sword, which was as clean as ever, back into its sheath.

"Clang", a clear sound.

It was so shocking that Lin Lingqing's mind went crazy and his heart shuddered.

Fang Zhiyuan shook Tunan's long sword and pushed it into Lin Lingqing's arms.

"—dirty on my path to immortality."