Brother, this showman

Xuan Yan lost all spiritual energy in his body, and was hit by the sky thunder again. His physical strength has long been unable to support him, and his eyelids are as heavy as lead, and he can't lift them up.

But the hot tears on his face and the painful words in his ears were like a gentle and strong hand, brushing away the heavy iron and lead for him, inviting him to look at the world again.

"Junior Brother!" Seeing Xuan Yan finally opened his eyes, Yu Xingye greedily squeezed himself into the slit in his eyes, and smiled through tears, "It's fine, it's fine."

"Master...Senior brother." Xuan Yan's lips trembled violently, as if his whole body was being pricked by countless silver needles, and there was not a single inch of comfort.He gritted his teeth and tried his best to raise his hand, but found that he could only move his fingers in the end, and couldn't do anything else.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, there is still a sky thunder, after this one, you will be fine. After this time, I will take you out of here, and you will not be Zhan Mingzun. I violated the god's order, and I can't be a god's envoy We two brothers, find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to live in, plant your favorite peach blossoms, and I will accompany you to do whatever you want." Yu Xingye smiled and cried again, hugging Xuan Yan's His hands kept shaking, but his eyes, which should have been full of stars, were filled with water vapor, and there was nothing but sadness.

When Xuan Yan heard this, a beam of light burst out from his ashen eyes, like a newborn calf, breaking away from the shackles of the haze with the aura of not being afraid of tigers, looking cheerfully but timidly at the world that he had fantasized about for so long.

This world has everything he expects and satisfies all his fantasies, but there are no more opportunities to appreciate it, and there will never be one.

"It's... that's great." Xuan Yan twitched the corners of his mouth, and mumbled, "You... are you telling the truth?"

"It's true, it's all true, I won't lie to you." Yu Xingye nodded repeatedly, his lips pursed into a straight line, forcing the sourness and pain back into his internal organs.

"But, Senior Brother, there is no time. Not even the afterlife...not...not anymore." Xuanyan's eyes gradually turned red, and the crystal tears brought a gleam of light in his eyes, and slowly returned to silence. Regrets and expectations are covered up.

Tianlei doesn't understand people's love and hatred, life and death, it is just a ruthless messenger, coldly performing its duties.

"No! Master!" Lu Yan roared hoarsely, the veins bulging around his neck were like vines growing wantonly, ferocious.He collapsed to the ground in pain like a trapped little beast, watching Xuan Yan's plain clothes gradually being swallowed up by the thunder with tears in his eyes.

Ye Wenqing's eye circles were hot and humid for a while, and his vision became hazy, his throat was uncomfortably congested, and only the corner of his clothes remained in his eyes.

Feng Lianchen reached out to wipe away the water stains at the end of Ye Wenqing's eyes, pried away his clenched fingers one by one, held his cold palm, and gently rubbed the deep nail marks on his palm with his fingertips.

Wen Yu lowered her head silently, her shoulders trembling from time to time.

Yu Xingye was hit by two thunderbolts. It was like a stone embankment. It looked solid on the outside, but the bottom had already been eroded by thousands of ants, and it fell apart with the slightest wind.

The three thunderstorms had passed, and the billowing dark clouds dispersed tacitly as if they had made an appointment, releasing the Golden Crow who had been trapped for a long time.

The ignorant Jinwu didn't know what happened, and didn't know what it means to be considerate. He hung in the air, enjoying the long-lost freedom to his heart's content.

Yu Xingye brought Xuan Yan back to the ground, and other monks came over as chrysalis, stretching their necks to look at Xuan Yan like white geese.

"Master!" Lu Yan rushed forward, pushed away the crowd, grabbed Xuan Yan's clothes that had been scorched by thunder, and said with a hoarse voice, "Master, open your eyes and look at me. Okay? Just take a look, okay? Master, please!"

Lu Yan knelt directly on the ground, with his face pressed against Xuan Yan's clothes, as if absorbing the last warmth, he cried helplessly: "Please, Master."

Everyone looked at each other and whispered.

"Is it really dead? It can't be pretending again, right?"

"It doesn't look like it. Even though God Envoy Yu was protecting him, he was still cut. In addition, he didn't have spiritual power to protect his body at the time. He must have been knocked out of his wits by the thunder."

"Believe what other people say. God Envoy Yu and Xuan Yan are brothers, and Ye Wenqing said what he said just now. They first produced a ghost king in Yanrantai, and then Xuan Yan. Who knew what they said It's unbelievable."

"You're right."

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Everyone lowered their heads and discussed for a while, and the more they talked, the more they felt that there was something strange in it, and even the sad look on their brows disappeared, and they looked at Xuan Yan with a little more suspicious scrutiny.

Ye Wenqing could hear everyone's discussion clearly, and he was very angry, but he was helpless, his mouth grows on others, and he can say whatever he likes.

Ye Wenqing originally planned to pretend that he didn't hear it, but someone who didn't have long eyes popped up and said indignantly: "Xuan Yan is so cunning, maybe this time he deliberately cheated his death to get away to deceive us. How many immortals did he kill?" How many innocent friends have been killed by the golden core of my friend. Do you want to die now?"

"What do you want?" Ye Wenqing turned his head sharply, looking sharply at the young man who spoke.

The man shrank his neck in fright, rolled his eyes, then straightened his back, and raised his chin haughtily: "Bruise your bones!"

"Snapped!"

Before Ye Wenqing could make any move, someone taught the man for him earlier.

"You dare to hit me?" The man covered the bloodstain on his cheek, the bright red blood slipped down his fingers, and glared at Feng Lianchen angrily, making him jump his feet in anger, and the words he said became even more ugly, "You Feng Lianchen Lianchen is a person who is neither human nor ghost! What right do you have to hit me? You forget what happened at Cangwu Yunding one year ago. At that time, Xuanyan falsely sealed you, probably for today. You colluded with him, You should be ashamed and ashes like him!"

"You Yanrantai doesn't have a single good thing! It's all hypocrisy! It's clean only when it's dead, it's good when it's dead, and the world can be peaceful only when it's dead!" The man roared with red eyes, his soybean-sized pupils were burned out of reason by raging anger.

He raised the saber in his hand and stabbed at a Yan Rantai disciple who was dying and struggling at his feet.The icy cold iron passed through the throat, bringing the gurgling red water as a companion, like a cluster of blooming flowers in the snow field, silently and sadly letting go of its last ray of life.

The man shouted excitedly: "Look! This is just one dead! The world will be more peaceful."

When the others heard this, they lowered their heads and pretended to be ostriches, they were all stunned, and silently prayed for the man.

"When can a beast stand up and be a human being?" Feng Lianchen sneered, no longer being polite to him, he swept the man to the ground with a sweep of his palm.

Ye Wenqing's complexion was so dark that water could drip out. He carried Qingshuang and ran straight forward, stepped on the man's shoulder, raised his jaw with the edge of his sword, showing his white teeth, and said with a half-smile: "Cultivation comes first, self-cultivation, you don't know even the most basic, what are you doing?"

"Oh, by the way, you are a beast that walks on two legs. I don't like to hear a single word that comes out of your mouth. Since you are a beast, just let me face it peacefully."

After saying that, a light blade flashed in Ye Wenqing's hand, and quickly rushed into the man's mouth, the blood-red light flashed away.

The blood-stained half of his tongue fell to the ground with a slap, and the man covered his mouth and fell to the ground in pain, rolling back and forth, his eyes bursting with outrageous hatred, like a sharp poisoned sword, almost piercing through him.

"I didn't kill you because I was kind." Ye Wenqing patted the man's face with his sword, and looked down at him from above, "After all, there is still a certain difference between a man and a beast."

"I, Yan Rantai, has been in the immortal way for a hundred years, and I have been talking about good and evil, black and white, and I am thinking about propriety, righteousness and shame. I look up to the sky, and I am not ashamed of others." Ye Wenqing glanced at the crowd coldly, his Adam's apple twitched up and down, "Master is certainly wrong. , but the ancestor has passed away, and as a disciple, you must not judge the elders indiscriminately. There is no way to refute the past. Ye Mou apologizes to you and the immortal friends who died tragically on behalf of the master."

After Ye Wenqing finished speaking, he lifted his lower robe and knelt down.Knowing his plan, Feng Lianchen also knelt down.

The remaining disciples of Yan Rantai in twos and threes knelt down together with solemn expressions.

They coincided with each other, but sincerely kowtowed three times to everyone.

Wen Yu bowed deeply, and said in a deep voice: "My fellow immortals, I'm really sorry. Afterwards, I'll go to Zhanglu Zhai to receive the punishment. No matter what the result is, I will have no complaints."

Zhang Lvzhai is in charge of the laws of the cultivation world and does not belong to any sect.He has always been known for being selfless, cold-blooded and ruthless. After entering Zhangluzhai, no one can come out safely.

Soldiers first and courtesy later, but it also left everyone speechless, and the resentment and dissatisfaction in their stomachs slowly dissipated as if they were discouraged.

"Master Ye." Yu Xingye's cold voice sounded.

Ye Wenqing just turned around, looked into Shangyu Xingye's deep eyes, then looked at Xuan Yan who was held in his arms, and frowned slightly.

"It has become an inevitable trend for the soul market to crack again. The ghost clan has been suppressed for hundreds of years, and it has been maintained by the continuous strengthening of the seals by the monks for hundreds of years." Yu Xingye continued, "The current plan, suppression has become the worst strategy. , Surrender is even more inadvisable. Blocking is worse than sparse, so that future troubles can be avoided forever."

"I don't know what's the best trick for God Envoy Yu? Please teach me a thing or two." Ye Wenqing let go of the resentment in his heart for the time being, and asked for advice humbly.

"Falling into the water and sinking into a tree doesn't have the effect of suppressing the soul market. Before that, it was just... the younger brother temporarily sealed it with an enchantment." Yu Xingye looked at Xuan Yan in his arms again, and smiled wryly, "He said The common people have nothing to do with him, but in the end he still took care of the common people. If the soul market had not been controlled at that time, the world would have been devastated."

"Although the ghost clan is brutal and fierce, they are very obedient. Their respect for the ghost king is equivalent to the world's gods. Therefore, only the ghost king returns to the ghost clan and establishes a certain order so that there is a balance between humans and ghosts. Interfering state."

"Shen Envoy Yu means that he wants my junior brother to return to the Soul Market to take charge of the ghost clan?" Ye Wenqing asked.

Yu Xingye shook his head and said, "Young Master Feng, he was transformed by a divine tree, and a soul has already been born in his body. He is not a ghost king in the full sense. He cannot stay in the Soul Market for a long time."

"Then what?" Ye Wenqing looked worried.

Yu Xingye blinked and looked at Ye Wenqing quietly.

"...Me?" Ye Wenqing was stunned for a moment, then raised his finger and pointed at himself.

Yu Xingye nodded, and said meaningfully: "The solution lies in Mr. Ye."

Ye Wenqing wanted to ask something more specific, but Yu Xingye didn't intend to say anything more, but changed the subject, looked at Ye Wenqing expectantly, and asked, "Master Ye, can I take my junior brother away?"

"Junior brother... I was not able to take him away at that time, which was the biggest regret in my life."

"...Me." It stands to reason that it is not up to him, a junior, to make decisions about the affairs of the elders, so Ye Wenqing can only turn his attention to Wenyu.

"Take it." Wen Yu stroked his beard and slightly nodded at Yu Xingye, "If he knew, he would be very happy."

"Thank you." Yu Xingye bowed deeply to Wenyu gratefully, "Then Yu will take his leave first."

"That's right." Yu Xingye seemed to have thought of something, turned around and said, "I took the white chi, this thing shouldn't exist in the world, so Yu took it back to Luanchuan to be disposed of by the patriarch."

"Yu...God envoy Yu." Lu Yan ran forward tremblingly, and stopped Yu Xingye with sobs, his eyes lingering on Xuan Yan reluctantly, "Please... take good care of my master."

"I will." Yu Xingye smiled slightly, his eyes full of determination.

"God Envoy Yu." Feng Lianchen stepped forward, supported Xuan Yan's hanging arm and lifted it up, his wide sleeves covered Xuan Yan's face.

Yu Xingye frowned suspiciously, and looked at Feng Lianchen in puzzlement.

"Zhan Mingzun is kind to me, I hope God Envoy Yu will treat him well." Feng Lianchen's eyes flashed with pleading light, he slowly withdrew his hand, bowed to Xuan Yan, and shouted out again after many years That long-lost address, "Master, everything will be fine."

Yu Xingye's eyes froze slightly, his hands hidden in his sleeves tightened secretly, he pulled the corners of his mouth, and said word by word: "I will, thank you."

At the moment Feng Lianchen withdrew his hand, Ye Wenqing caught the flash of light, but when he wanted to see clearly again, he met Feng Lianchen's dark and bright eyes.

Feng Lianchen frowned slightly, and slowly approached Ye Wenqing.

Ye Wenqing seemed to understand something, the corners of his lips raised unconsciously, his eyes shone brightly, and he cupped his hands towards Xuan Yan's fading clothes, and said solemnly: "Disciple Ye Wenqing and all the juniors of Yan Rantai, Respectfully send off Master! Let’s go and say goodbye, the mountains are high and the water is far away, Master Wanwang, please take care!”