Knowing that my best friend has a crush on me for a thousand years

Nan Bei supported Ziyao, Ziyao was out of breath, and after the catastrophe, Yusheng still looked up at Lin Mucheng who had lost his hand with hatred, the hand holding the sword was shaking violently due to too much force.

For a moment, he looked at Nan Bei, held him tightly with his hands, coughed lightly, and pulled Nan Bei's gaze back from Lin Mucheng: "Junior Brother, my mana is blocked by him, please help me!" .”

"Yeah." Nan Bei lowered his eyes and held his hand, Zi Yao then withdrew his edge, seeing Nan Bei as well-behaved as a young man, he also held Nan Bei's hand tightly.

Lin Mucheng took this opportunity to heal his hand injury, turned his wrist again, he recovered almost, and then raised his eyes to look at Nan Bei. It happened that Nan Bei was also looking at him at this time, and suddenly his eyes froze for a while, and then Nan Bei dodged away, frowned slightly, and lowered his eyes again: "Mucheng, I'm sorry, I'm actually a closed disciple of the Taishang Laojun."

Lin Mucheng smiled sarcastically, he also heard Ziyao calling his junior brother just now, and probably understood Nan Bei's real purpose of approaching him.This is also very good, at least he returned to the Heavenly Court, and he is still Laojun's disciple.It's just that he has changed from the chief disciple to the youngest one.

"It seems that you should know everything. You don't need to apologize to me. It's because I'm sorry for you and hurt you."

Nan Bei pursed his lips, trying to say something but didn't say anything.

Zi Yao gave a weak laugh: "Of course we all know, you traitor who stole the demon sword!"

"But it's a pity now," Lin Mucheng sighed with a smile, "The demon-killing knife is ruined, and I can't give you the demon-killing sword yet."

Nan Bei frowned, because the Demon Killing Sword was not what he wanted: "I never felt that you have done me any wrong, let alone getting involved, we are also friends, you go, next time we meet, we might get a sword facing each other."

"You can't let him go!" Once Zi Yao released the sealed mana, he raised his sword up, but was held back by Nan Bei.

Lin Mucheng found it funny: "You can't beat me if you don't let me go."

Zi Yao: "I can't beat you? You are just playing tricks."

"It's your housekeeping skill to make some shady tricks, I dare not learn."

Zi Yao cursed angrily when he heard the words, but he didn't know how to refute for a while, so he raised his sword and pointed at Lin Mucheng and said angrily, "You! Court death!"

Nan Bei tightened his grip, a little impatiently: "Okay Fifth Senior Brother, Master is going to leave the customs soon, Fourth Senior Brother's matter needs to be dealt with by Master."

Lin Mucheng reminded: "I am no longer a disciple of the Taiqing Realm. If I want to fight, I will accompany you at any time. Daoist Nanbei, the next time we meet, it may be later."

After finishing speaking, Lin Mucheng left to look for Wen Shifeng, but the battlefield was chaotic, Lin Mucheng didn't see Wen Shifeng, but first saw Yan Shier and Lian Xi, these two people were fighting fiercely.

Lin Mucheng didn't know when Lian Xi came, and it was strange why he fought with Yan Twelve. These two people have always had no grievances or enmities.

Lin Mucheng only glanced at him twice, and didn't intend to intervene. He was about to leave when Lianxi noticed him and pulled out to stop him: "Yan Twelve wanted to kill Wen Shifeng, thanks to the fact that I stopped him just now. Don't thank me thank you?"

"Heh, I know who did it," Yan Twelve came over immediately, standing five steps away, the blood splashed on her face hadn't been wiped off, and the red dress that was blown away by the wind was cold. Looking at Lianxi coldly, "You really will sue the wicked first."

Lin Mucheng glanced at Lianxi, took a step back, and then glanced at Yan Twelve, his face also sank.

"Where are the others now?"

Yan Twelve: "Going to the west, Qingxuan also passed."

"Where's Li Jiuchang?"

Yan Twelve looked sideways at the other side of the fierce battle, Li Jiuchang was being entangled by Yan Twelve's men.

Lin Mucheng was so anxious that he had a headache, he took a hard look at Lianxi, and then went west.

Lian Xi shrugged, smiled and looked at Yan Twelve: "He actually believes you or not?"

Yan Twelve frowned: "Stop talking nonsense, even if you are the prince of the ghost world, don't even think about leaving when you come."

Lianxi laughed, and went to the direction where Lin Mucheng disappeared: "Well, let's meet in the west, and I just happened to see if Qingxuan can solve him."

.....

The sky was still gloomy at that time, Lin Mucheng searched all the way, and found someone at the edge of the Demon Realm, the sword held by Wen Shifeng was blocking the sword that Qing Xuan slashed at him, and his other hand was covering his lower abdomen, Bright red blood oozes between the fingers, and Qingxuan is holding the winning ticket, and the hand holding the sword adds a bit of strength, Wen Shifeng holds the sword tightly to resist, but obviously cannot withstand the huge pressure, her face is pale, forehead Cold sweat oozes out from the room, not only the hands are shaking, but also the feet are shaking, and it seems that I will be unable to support myself and kneel down.

Lin Mucheng walked over quickly, and the powerful murderous aura instantly oppressed Qingxuan. Time seemed to have stopped. When Qingxuan realized something was wrong, Lin Mucheng had already arrived in front of him, and kicked him away. Wen Shifeng, who had lost his pressure, breathed a sigh of relief , knelt down as if his body had no support, and Lin Mucheng immediately knelt down and hugged him.

Wen Shifeng's magnified breathing was heard next to his ears, weak and rapid. With his chin resting on Lin Mucheng's shoulder, he suddenly laughed and said, "You're here."

Lin Mucheng put one hand on the hand on his abdomen, covering his wound, trying to use mana to heal it, but found that the wound seemed to be forbidden, and it couldn't heal no matter what: "What's wrong with your wound?"

"It's not your little lover's fault, who made you feel so much love debt?" Wen Shifeng was still laughing, as if it was just teasing, if you ignore the suppressed crying, "It's useless, I tried it, It's useless, the wound will only get deeper and deeper."

"It's Lian Xi?" Lin Mucheng held his face in his hands, and the blood stained on his hands also wiped his face, but now he couldn't care less about it, "Is it him?"

"It's me." Before Wen Shifeng could answer, Lianxi had already appeared, and he smiled and looked at the two kneeling and hugging them, showing great disdain.

Lin Mucheng looked at Lianxi, then picked up Wen Shifeng's sword and pressed it to his throat.

It's not that Lianxi didn't dodge, but she failed to dodge. Qingxuan, who stood watching from the side, recalled that she was the same way just now. Something was wrong, and she wanted to leave secretly, but Lin Mucheng noticed it, looked sideways, and oppressed her for a moment. Feelings welled up in my heart, and my legs felt like they were filled with lead, and I couldn't move.

He yelled in fright: "Yun...Yunyao! What are you doing! Let me go!"

Lianxi felt that Lianxi was baffled, took a look, and then looked at the sword blade pressing against her neck, pretending to be calm and smiling at Lin Mucheng: "Immortal Siming, there is no need to be so cruel, right? You still owe me a few favors, not to mention that I still have feelings for you."

Lin Mucheng's face was cold, and his eyes were abnormally red: "Don't challenge my patience with you."

Both of them knew each other's thoughts, and Lian Xi didn't do Tai Chi with him: "If you kill me, you won't be able to save him. I will die with him at worst. But if you want to save him, you have to promise me one condition, my Conditions, you know what it is."

Lin Mucheng said without hesitation, "I promise."

Wen Shifeng stood up tremblingly, and laughed angrily when she heard it: "Is this for me to watch you two together?"

"You might as well wait for me to die and make me angry."

Lin Mucheng looked at Wen Shifeng, he really didn't expect that Lianxi would intervene, which caught him off guard.Originally, at the beginning, it was planned to kill Chi Guling first, and then people from the heavens would definitely come, and Ziyao and Qingxuan would definitely come, so they settled their grievances first, and left the rest to Li Jiuchang and Yan Shier.

Once the Demon Slayer Sword was destroyed, no one would bother him and Wen Shifeng when they were together, and they were at ease after that.

And now this situation.Lin Mucheng put away his sword, looked at Wen Shifeng, lowered his red eyes: "Fengzi, I'm sorry."

As soon as the words fell, Wen Shifeng's expression changed in surprise, and she hurried towards Lin Mucheng:

"Fox! Be careful!"

He tried his best to remind him that he was still a step too late, after all, swords are always faster, Lin Mucheng didn't even feel the pain, and saw the blood-stained sharp blade penetrate his body.

Wen Shifeng failed to reach Lin Mucheng with this pounce, and fell to the ground. He raised his head and saw Lian Xi pull out his long sword from Lin Mucheng's body, and laughed, that laugh was full of relief. Meaning: "I regret it, I think it's more cost-effective and more enjoyable to destroy you than to get you."

Lin Mucheng's body lost strength in an instant, and he knelt down in front of Wen Shifeng. He held the ground with one hand and covered the wound with the other, spat out blood, looked at Wen Shifeng who fell on the ground, and then fell to the ground with his eyes closed.

Wen Shifeng got up and walked over, knelt down beside Lin Mucheng, and held his hand that fell on the ground: "Didn't you say you are very powerful? Didn't you say you would protect me? You didn't... didn't you want to ..will you marry me?"

He broke down in sobs.

Lian Xi looked at it, and probably felt that Wen Shifeng was too pitiful, so she let go of the hand holding the sword, and then raised her hand, controlling the knife to stab Wen Shifeng from the back.

With the stabbing of a sword, Wen Shifeng's crying finally stopped, and everything was silent for a while, but Wen Shifeng did not fall down, he still knelt in front of Lin Mucheng, silent.

The time seemed to coincide, and Wen Shifeng suddenly remembered what happened when she was reborn last time.

At that time, Ying Sheng was afraid that things would become big in the end, since it was at the Ten Thousand Monsters Meeting after all, so he wanted to take the Wen Shi Feng Yao Pill and leave. It was Lin Mucheng who blocked the fatal blow for him.But this didn't stop Ying Sheng. Lin Mucheng stood in front of him. It was the first time he saw someone who was willing to die for him. He was stunned immediately. If Lin Mucheng hadn't spit blood on him, he wouldn't even be able to react. Lin Mucheng was about to be beaten to death by Ying Sheng, so he immediately switched positions with him. Ying Sheng swung a dead hand towards him, and that punch directly pierced his body, piercing from the back to the front.

At that time, Wen Shifeng was in full bloom, and he was also a leader in the demon world. Ascension was just around the corner. To die like this, his unwillingness and hatred reached the peak, and a string of flames burst out from the wound. Immediately, the flames turned into raging flames and swallowed his body.

——Just like now, the blood-soaked wounds were already burning, and the flames gradually enveloped him and devoured him.

Seeing this spectacle for the first time, Lianxi clicked her tongue twice, thinking that there are some people who died after death, when she saw a fire phoenix rushing out of the fire and heading towards the sky.

Under Lian Xi's amazed gaze at Huo Feng, Lin Mucheng suddenly sat up from the ground and looked up, so in an instant, Lian Xi's gaze returned to Lin Mucheng.

The fire phoenix let out a long cry, flew into the distance, and soon disappeared.

Qingxuan, who had been shackled by Lin Mucheng and unable to move, finally realized why he couldn't move after Lin Mucheng died. It turned out to be a fake death, and the purpose of the fake death was to rebirth Wenshi from a phoenix to a fire phoenix.

Soon, Nan Bei and Zi Yao also came over, as well as Yan Twelve and Li Jiuchang.

Lin Mucheng, who was sitting on the ground, was looking at the sky without fire and phoenix in a daze, Zi Yao felt that the opportunity was great, so he drew his sword and wanted to kill him, but suddenly he couldn't move his body.

"Take a break." Lin Mucheng said, got up and turned to look at them.

Seeing that Lin Mucheng was still alive and well, Li Jiuchang rushed up and grabbed him by the collar regardless of his image, and asked him, "Why is he like this again?"

Lin Mucheng smiled back at him: "Because this is the only way to save him, why don't you ask me? Where is the person I asked you to watch carefully? What did you do?"

Li Jiuchang didn't have the confidence to let go. Lin Mucheng smiled, picked up Wen Shifeng's sword on the ground, and walked towards Lianxi. Only then did Lianxi realize that she couldn't move at all, and could only watch him take a step closer to her, with an expression It was colder, and his complexion was also paler, and then, a sword pierced into his belly, Lin Mucheng's complexion was so pale that it was not normal, and the cold and murderous aura on his body forced him to suffer physically and mentally.

"Give it back to you." Lin Mucheng twitched the corner of his mouth, drew out his sword decisively, took a step back, and looked sideways at Qingxuan.

Lian Xi subconsciously covered the wound, and only then did he realize that he could move, and Lin Mucheng did not kill him.

He seemed to have misunderstood how terrible Lin Mucheng was, and the feeling of being dominated without being able to move was really terrifying. He didn't want to experience it again, so he took one last look at Lin Mucheng and left immediately.

Qingxuan's face turned blue with fright, Lin Mucheng had already placed the sword around his neck: "Who killed those disciples of yours?"

Qingxuan: "Yes...it's me..."

Lin Mucheng: "Why do you want to do something to your disciple? How did you do it?"

Lin Mucheng's aura is too compelling, and Qingxuan is already trembling with fear: "Yes, it's their demon pills that can improve my cultivation base. I was confused and trapped them in the barrier. Killed the one who obtained the demon core..."

"Okay, everyone has heard it now." Lin Mucheng withdrew his sword and released Qingxuan's only remaining student deer.

He asked the young deer who was a little confused after staying in it for a long time: "Did you hear what your master said just now?"

Lu Juvenile looked at Wen Shifeng, his eyes were wet, his nose turned red, he pursed his mouth very stubbornly, he didn't want to admit what he just heard, but he had to admit it.

He looked at Qingxuan, and asked with a crying voice: "Master, is what you just said true?"

Lin Mucheng let out a sneer, and looked at Qingxuan with his sword in his hand.

Qingxuan was forced to collapse suddenly, and laughed loudly: "It's me! I worked so hard to take you in and teach you how to practice. Isn't it right to take the demon pill? Without me, you would have died long ago!"

"Desperate." Lin Mucheng said lightly, and then he raised his sword to kill him, but suddenly a whisk flew far away and stopped the sword.

Lin Mucheng looked up, and saw the Taishang Laojun whom he hadn't seen for more than 1000 years. Beside Laojun, he followed Ah Wuchen who had disappeared for a long time.

Taishang Laojun reminded him: "Ah Yao, no, although the crime is heinous, but the heavenly court has the rules of the heavenly court, let the heavenly court deal with it."

Lin Mucheng withdrew his sword, bowed his head and remained silent.

Seeing the Supreme Lord, Ziyao immediately asked for help: "Master! Yunyao didn't know that he had cast a spell on me. I can't even move now. Master, save me!"

Lin Mucheng didn't wait for anyone to speak, so he let go of the oppressive force and suppressed his murderous aura, Zi Yao released the restraint, stood beside Laojun with Nan Bei, and called Master.

Lin Mucheng didn't know how to face Taishang Laojun. This was a question he had never thought about. He remembered how well Taishang Laojun treated him and how much he valued him back then, but it was always a different way.

Lin Mucheng was silent for a long time before he raised his head to look at Taishang Laojun, his eyes turned red unconsciously, he wanted to call Laojun, but he said: "Master."

The old gentleman looked at him with pity in his eyes: "When I forged the demon-slaying sword and the demon-eliminating knife, my purpose was not to exterminate the demons in the world. Everything has two sides, and each other can be born and restrained, so that it can live forever. Heart, can you still not understand?"

Lin Mucheng raised his hand to wipe the tears on his cheeks, and laughed while crying: "But what I heard is that our monster race can't be tolerated. If we want to kill us, I don't have to live, but I can't look at my The race is extinct."

Hearing this, the old gentleman sighed: "You should know that some things in the heavenly court depend on the choice of the heavenly emperor. Now Wuchen has discussed this matter in detail on behalf of the Buddha and the heavenly emperor. From now on, no matter whether it is a demon or a demon, if it is not evil, it will not be punished." remove."

Lin Mucheng took out the demon-killing sword that had not yet been destroyed, and knelt down on both knees: "Master, it is the disciple who is unfilial."

Laojun took the demon-killing sword, and immediately realized that Lin Mucheng had made a contract with the demon-killing sword. He closed his eyes and silently recited a few incantations, unlocked it, and then destroyed the demon-killing sword.

He helped Lin Mucheng up, and said gently: "Ah Yao, you are not wrong. If it weren't for the master who was supposed to forge the demon-slaying sword and the demon-killing sword back then, it wouldn't be like this. There must be a cause and an effect."

Laojun sighed and asked him: "Do you plan to go back with me as a teacher, or stay in the mortal world?"

Lin Mucheng smiled easily: "Master, I want to be free."

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Yuwen Xianjun couldn't remember what happened before, but he always felt that he had forgotten important people and things.

Recently, a person often came to him, and every time he came to him, he brought an orange. Now the oranges in the mortal world are not yet ripe, and the stool he brings is green and sour. If you peel one half, he eats it very well. Cheerful, but I can only eat one petal at most.

He said his name was Yunyao, and asked his own name, but Yuwen Xianjun couldn't remember what his name was after thinking about it for a long time.

Yunyao looked at him with her chin in her hand: "Xianjun Yuwen, I don't remember, let me think of a name for you?"

Yuwen Xianjun frowned and shook his head: "No, I have to think for myself."

"I'm planning to ask for three characters. Since I'm Immortal Yuwen, I'll use the character Wen as my surname. Since the oranges you bring are all green, then I'll use the character green in my name, and the remaining character depends on to you."

Yun Yao smiled and frowned, and replied, "Feng."

Immortal Yuwen nodded immediately: "Okay."

Yunyao suddenly said: "Xianjun Yuwen, let's get married."

Jumping to such a topic suddenly made Yuwen Xianjun a little puzzled: "Success, pro?"

Yun Yao immediately smiled: "Sorry, I was a bit abrupt."

"It's not abrupt, I feel like you are an old friend you don't know," he took out a scroll of paintings, "I know you put them in my room on purpose, but I can see my paintings."

Yuwen Xianjun turned to the end, pointed at the two people in red and happy clothes, and raised his eyebrows to look at Yunyao: "If you guessed right, we are just one step away, right?"

He said: "Okay, get married."

The author has something to say: Keke, sorry for the long wait for the ending.

The next book will definitely be well documented.

Seeking advance receipt of "The System Forces Me to Attack the Enemy"

Tang Qiu is a little ruffian who does all kinds of evil. One day, he saved a flower of the motherland with a knife with his bare hands, and was bound by the system to wear a book. He became a demon that everyone can punish, the biggest villain.

System; Congratulations to the host for binding the 91741 evil purification system and gaining one hundred purification points.

Tang Qiu: What kind of shit is buzzing in the old man's head.

91741 system: 91741 purification points were deducted because the host insulted the 99 evil purification system.

Warm reminder, if the purification value is zero, the system will directly kill the host.

Tang Qiu: Will you be able to go back by obliterating me?

91741 system (indifferent): Don't even think about it, your ashes are washed away by the sprinkler.

Tang Qiu: ...

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