Brother, this showman

The moment the Su Lian Fengshuang Axis hit the ground, Xu Qingyue swooped down like a falcon, with a fierce look in his eyes, and a sharp blade transformed from his arm, stabbing straight at the crowd.

Wuming buzzed out of the sheath, Feng Lianchen hovered in the air, a spell was ignited at his fingertips, a beam of red light flew by, wrapped around Xu Qingyue's wrist like a spirit snake, and tried to strangle him.

Ye Wenqing took the opportunity to throw Qingshuang to block it.

Xu Qingyue watched helplessly as a fist-sized hole appeared on his chest, and then let out a silly laugh.

"I knew you were a ghost." Ye Wenqing held Qingshuang and looked at Xu Qingyue with contempt, "It really didn't disappoint."

"Thinking about it, I suddenly feel unwilling. They have been blessed by me for so many years, and they claim to be my believers. Now, can I get some back?" Xu Qingyue retreated to the roof, and said quietly, "Shouldn't giving be two-way?"

"Aren't you looking for your brother?" Ye Wenqing raised his hand to form a barrier around the people to prevent Xu Qingyue from going crazy suddenly.

"Who said I'm looking for him?" Xu Qingyue raised his eyebrows, "I'm just trying to trick you."

Ye Wenqing: "...it really is shameless to be a ghost."

"I'm not a god, so I can't bear the incense. For me, these incenses are nothing more than strengthening the seal." Xu Qingyue raised his palms to cover his empty chest, "They are putting a knife in my heart, but they let me go Bless them. An executioner begged the souls of his sword to bless his life. May I ask Immortal Master Ye, can you do it?"

The voice stopped abruptly, Xu Qingyue's soul was a little unstable, and he almost died with the wind.

Seeing this, Ye Wenqing gave Song Jihua a thumbs up to Song Jihua who jumped onto the roof.

Song Jihua withdrew his hand, looked at Xu Qingyue's eyes that wanted to swallow him, and smiled: "Human beings and ghosts have different paths, Your Royal Highness, please don't look down on me like this."

Xu Qingyue stared at Song Jihua for a while, his eyes flickered, but he couldn't move because of the talisman paper stuck on his body, leaving only a pair of resentful eyes rolling.

A vision suddenly appeared in the sky, fiery red lightning pierced the sky, and a thunderbolt exploded, scaring the people on the ground off guard, and some timid ones had already cried aloud.

With the sound of thunder, people in the crowd fell one after another, screaming one after another.

"Why did you lose your temper suddenly? Mother! Father!"

"Da Lang Erlang! What's the matter with you? Wake up quickly and take care of Dad!"

"Help! Come quickly! Master Xu, come and see, what's wrong with my wife and children? Just now they were fine, why did they suddenly fall down and stop talking?"

……

The scene was extremely chaotic, but Xu Sheng who was sitting on the side didn't hear anything, just sat there like a normal person, and didn't show any signs.

Some people couldn't take it anymore, and they went up to grab the hem of his clothes, but they saw Xu Sheng's body tilted, and he fell directly to the ground, turning into dust and glowing green.

is a puppet.

"The game has begun." Ye Wenqing frowned.

"The realm of selflessness is about to break." Feng Lianchen murmured, and then raised his voice, "Brother, the people behind the scenes are closing the net."

"Master Immortal!" Someone grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Ye Wenqing lowered his head, only to see Guo Fugui holding the pale-faced Wang and walking in front of him, tears streaming down his face: "My wife was fine just now, why did she suddenly lose her breath? She is cold all over."

"Take a quick look, Master Immortal, what's going on here?" Guo Fugui was holding Ye Wenqing's clothes tightly like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw.

The skin on Wang's face was slowly decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then completely turned into a bone lying in Guo Fugui's arms.

Guo Fugui broke down completely and burst into tears.

Everyone else is like this, and the cry of mourning is endless.

Xu Qingyue, who couldn't move, listened with gusto, and said to himself: "This cry still sounds comfortable."

There is a leaf-like thing floating in the sky that flickers on and off, and is constantly flying with the severe wind, but it never falls.

"Old bastard, that is the formation gate! The formation gate of the realm of selflessness!"

A shrill voice sounded.

The red feather fire phoenix appeared at some point, and flapped its wings and landed on Ye Wenqing's shoulder: "The manipulator is slowly absorbing the grievances of these chess pieces to pretend to strengthen his own cultivation. This is also the time when the realm of selflessness is at its weakest. It’s like a leaf, it’s a gate, you can break it by smashing it.”

Ye Wenqing froze when he heard the words, tapped his toes, and flew forward.Gathering spiritual power in the palm, the green frost wrapped in blue light flew past like a shooting star, the sound of breaking wind rustled, and the long sword shot straight into the sky.

Just when he was about to approach the target, there was a sudden change, Xu Qingyue who was supposed to be on the roof suddenly rushed up, smiled strangely, flicked his sleeves, and Qingshuang was deflected.

Looking up again, the gate has disappeared.

"Song Shiwen!" Ye Wenqing looked angrily at Song Jihua on the roof, but saw that Song Jihua was kicked to the corner of the wall like a ball, lying on the ground with his head in the hole, motionless.

"You really can't count on it!" Ye Wenqing cursed in a low voice.

"Master Ye." Xu Qing looked at Ye Wenqing with more complacency.

"I didn't expect you to have a companion." Ye Wenqing looked at Yun Qing behind her, with a sarcasm in his words.

"Master Ye might as well look at the ground." Xu Qingyue said slowly, "It's very lively."

Ye Wenqing lowered his head to look, but saw a row of women in white clothes orderly circling the barrier and besieging the common people.

It's a walking corpse again, and it really has a relationship with these things.

The calm mood of the people hiding in the enchantment collapsed at this moment.

Because at this time the enchantment suddenly broke!

Everyone was so frightened that they ran around, pushing and jostling, no matter how Feng Lianchen tried to comfort them, no one heard of them.

"Master Ye, let's take care of these trash first." Xu Qingyue left with Yun Qing after leaving a light sentence.

Ye Wenqing had no choice but to fall to the ground, and raised his hand to support Feng Lianchen.

"Senior brother." Feng Lianchen stabilized his body, looked back at Ye Wenqing, and was relieved to see that he was safe and sound.

"Is the sword still stable?" Ye Wenqing glanced at his slightly trembling hand, and jokingly said, "Do you want senior brother to hold it for you?"

"No, no need." Feng Lianchen clenched the hilt of his sword and shook his head firmly.

"Good job." Ye Wenqing patted him on the shoulder appreciatively, raised his foot and kicked away a walking corpse approaching, "Then clean up these ghost things."

Ye Wenqing took two steps back, tapped her toes, grabbed the corpse's hair, tilted her head back, and stabbed her directly with Qingshuang.

With a creak, a walking corpse fell to the ground.

"Ahh! This is my Xiaoli!" An old woman ran out of nowhere and rushed over recklessly, holding the walking corpse on the ground, and glared at Ye Wenqing angrily, "Why did you kill her!"

"This mother-in-law, she is already dead." Ye Wenqing was a little surprised, "Didn't you run away just now? Why did you come back again?"

"If I don't come back, I won't see my Xiaoli!" The old woman yelled at him, "You butcher! Give my daughter back!"

"It's really not me! If you have something, can we talk about it later?" Ye Wenqing rubbed his brows, swept his cuffs, opened a walking corpse that was trying to get close to the old woman, and stretched out a hand to help her .

"Brother!"

Feng Lianchen's pupils shrank suddenly, he raised his hand and gave the old woman a slap, he hugged Ye Wenqing's waist and brought him to his side, burning with anger: "Aren't you stupid! How could there be someone else after everyone ran away?" ! Are you as active as you in sending someone to death! You even blithely bump into other people's knives."

Ye Wenqing's expression was slightly stagnant, and he glanced at the place where the old woman was standing just now, and it was replaced by a walking corpse with a rotten face.The walking corpse was raising its finger and pointing forward, its sharp nails looked sharper than a sword.

If Feng Lianchen hadn't pulled him away, his intestines would probably have been poked out.

It was only after Feng Lianchen finished yelling that he realized who he had yelled at, and his face turned red and white.

"Senior brother, I..." Feng Lianchen said unnaturally.

"Okay." Ye Wenqing pushed Feng Lianchen away, coughed lightly, "I will definitely pay attention." After speaking, he walked forward.

"Senior brother." Feng Lianchen took a step forward and followed him uncomfortably.

Ye Wenqing felt a little aggrieved because he was tricked by a low-level illusion just now.In the end, he was yelled at by his junior brother again, which made him even more aggrieved.The problem is that this aggrieved person can't get angry at him. After all, everything he said is true. He just now clearly wanted to die!

Feng Lianchen kept calling his senior brother, Ye Wenqing also got angry, and looked at him impatiently: "Stop shouting! Is it possible that I will die again and again? I am not brainless and blind!"

Feng Lianchen's expression froze slightly, his eyes darkened, he lowered his head, and twitched his mouth: "I'm sorry."

"Sorry." Ye Wenqing turned his head away, "I'm not angry at you, I just got into trouble just now, don't follow me, finish these walking corpses early, Xu Qingyue was taken away."

"Okay." Feng Lianchen responded.

Next, Ye Wenqing waved Qingshuang and buried all the nearby walking corpses in the pit just dug.

Feng Lianchen didn't come any closer, but stood in a corner of the wall in an orderly manner, subduing the walking corpse that was trying to get close to Ye Wenqing.

After all the walking corpses were wiped out, Feng Lianchen never took the initiative to say a word.

Ye Wenqing leaned against the wall panting, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Feng Lianchen who was quietly huddled ten steps away from him.

Feng Lianchen pressed Wuming to the ground, lowered his head and fiddled with the grass at his feet, feeling like an abandoned puppy, and there was a little pitifulness in his speechlessness.

No matter how careless Ye Wenqing was, he could still feel that this kid was unhappy, probably because of what he said just now.

Ye Wenqing thought about what he said just now, and his attitude was indeed a bit aggressive, but he didn't target him.

"Is it true that children of this age are so sensitive? Do you think I've lost face?" Ye Wenqing thought to himself, and then thought about his own appearance. After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure it out. He found that he didn't remember it at all. .

But is Feng Lianchen angry like this?If you are angry, how should you coax?

Little did he know that while Ye Wenqing was thinking about his appearance and how to coax others, Feng Lianchen was quietly counting by himself.

Every time he makes his senior brother unhappy, he will automatically avoid it, and then count silently with his head down. If it is less than one hundred, the senior brother will take the initiative to call him over, but this time, he did not see the senior brother when he counted to three hundred. call him.

Brother is really angry.

Feng Lianchen secretly glanced at Ye Wenqing, seeing him standing there all the time, feeling a little depressed for a moment.

So, in this rare and pure moment, both of them were annoyed that they had offended each other but they didn't know how to comfort and fell silent.