After the demon king failed to beg for death

Bi Zeyu looked at the door, and retreated back into the house in a nonchalant manner. His face had calmed down, but there was an uproar in his heart.

He must have been dazzled just now, so this hallucination appeared.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and pushed the door open again.

But the empty and dilapidated hall is no longer in front of me, what comes into my eyes is the scene of the ruins of Xinlu City,

The devastated, dilapidated houses, and the streets strewn with corpses are filled with the smell of blood and demons.

Bi Zeyu fell silent all of a sudden, and the uproar in his heart also settled under this purgatory-like scene.

This eruption of demonic corpses came too quickly and too terrifying, as if it had swept the entire cultivation world and the human world before it had time to prepare for it.

Bi Zeyu, as the most pampered young master of Xuantian Sect, and because of his outstanding talent, he grew up carefree and well-clothed since he was a child, and has never experienced any hardships.

To him, suffering in the world is simply something that is so far away that it cannot be further away.

However, this time the outbreak of demon corpses completely overturned all his concepts.

Those unarmed mortals trapped in the stone room, the human beings who can die for a grain of rice or a drop of water.

Those eager eyes and words of pleading for help swept across his heart like billowing magma.

What is the world, what is a mortal, what is suffering, he feels that he can now understand very deeply.

Before Bi Zeyu had time to feel emotional, a strong force pushed him in through the door, and the heavy stone door was closed again.

When he pushed again, the door was already covered with a layer of restriction that he could not break through.

Bi Zeyu: ...

Fu Ling had already taken the stone room onto the main street of Xinlu City.

Huge vines entwine the stone room, moving through the streets and alleys like human legs.

Demonic corpses were everywhere, and only a few hundred people survived in a town of tens of thousands.

If the towns protected by Xuantianzong are like this, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of purgatory those ordinary places are.

Li Chen and Fu Ling Yujian stood on the clouds, looking at the scene in the city with complicated eyes.

Li Chen raised his hand and dropped a tinder, took Fu Ling's hand, and said softly, "Let's go."

He has always had a stinky expression, which looks a little unreasonable, and people who don't know him will regard him as a heartless and desireless person.

But Fu Ling understood that this person just never showed his emotions on the surface.

His heart is softer than anyone else.

The moment the small fire hit the ground, it swept through the surrounding houses, and then ignited a raging fire.

All the demon corpses that have not been eliminated will be reduced to ashes in this fire, and those floating demon energy will also be swallowed up.

Xinlu City will cease to exist and will be reborn.

The two left with Yujian, followed by a house covered in vines.

And behind them, the raging flames dyed the entire sky red, and the tumbling devilish energy all disappeared under the encirclement of the raging flames, and they no longer existed.

It seems to be foretelling the battle of the demon corpses, and the demon energy will eventually disappear.

Fu Ling and Li Chen took the stone house back to Xuantianzong.

Standing on the mountain peak of Xuantianzong, you can see the sunset glow in the direction of Xinlu City, which is illuminated red by the raging fire.

On the square in front of the main hall of Xuantianzong, the landing of a stone house attracted many disciples to watch.

Fu Ling had already put away those vines, and even easily removed the seal attached to the stone gate.

Bi Yuanqing hurried over when he received the news.

Patriarch Youming flew away in white clothes, Fu Ling was wrapped in a red cassock, his face was calm, and a string of Buddhist beads hung in his hand, vividly portraying the appearance of an eminent monk.

Both of them have the appearance of a worldly expert.

So much so that when Bi Zeyu was released from the stone room, he was stunned for a moment.

Sure enough, his eyes must be dazzled, or he may have been possessed by a demon, otherwise how could he have such an illusion?

Such immortal, holy and inviolable two people don't seem to be hugging each other... dear!

Bi Zeyu was still in a daze thoughtfully, but Bi Yuanqing exclaimed, "Zeyu, why are you here?"

Fu Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, this guy really didn't know that Bi Zeyu was there.

The high-spirited young man was in a state of distress at this moment, and his eyes were no longer as bright as they used to be.

The outbreak of the demon corpse made him suffer a lot, and he finally recognized himself.

Bi Zeyu stepped forward, saluted Bi Yuanqing respectfully, and explained.

It turned out that Bi Yuanqing wanted to make his grandson stand out and let him follow another group of outsiders to another town.

Although a wave of corpses broke out in that town, there were no powerful demon corpses in it, and it was easy to deal with.

It would be an extremely honorable thing for Xuantianzong if Bi Zeyu could stand out in the action of eliminating demon corpses.

Unexpectedly, halfway through the journey, Bi Zeyu sneaked away to Xinlu City by himself.

As the largest town near Xuantianzong, Xinlu City has long been known to everyone.

It's just because the demon corpse in the out-of-body period is too powerful, no one dares to challenge it.

The combined power of the people just sealed the city, preventing those demon corpses from escaping.

Bi Zeyu was young and energetic, proud and arrogant, and wanted to show off, so he secretly planned to sneak into Xinlu City alone, hoping to meet the demon corpse in the out-of-body period.

However, before meeting the demon corpse, he was unkempt and unprepared under the attack of the tide of corpses.

Later, because of meeting those unarmed mortals.

In order to save these mortals, he suffered a lot and took a lot of effort to bring them all to the secret room of the City Lord's Mansion.

And drew that to enchantment.

What happened afterwards was what Fu Ling and Li Chen saw after entering.

Bi Zeyu told what happened to him in the past few days in a few words, and it sounded calm and calm, without any waves.

However, looking at his appearance and his already dull eyes, Fu Ling knew that this child might be hit hard this time, far from being as relaxed as he appeared on the surface.

There are still many disciples in the square, and those mortals in the stone room also need to arrange.

Bi Yuanqing's complexion turned purple, but he didn't want to explode on the spot, so he just asked someone to take Bi Zeyu down to rest.

Turning his head, he faced Fu Ling and Li Chen with a forced smile.

"You Ming, the outbreak of demon corpses these days can be said to be unexpected. The most important thing is that these things come out of nowhere. It is quite difficult to pull him up from the root."

Bi Yuanqing sighed twice while speaking, his expression became even more ugly.

However, his hands behind his back were tightly clasped.

This outbreak of demon corpses is not only a disaster, but also an opportunity.

It has been too many years since Xuantianzong ranked third.

If you can stand out from this disaster, it may not be impossible to go further.

Thinking of this, he looked at Li Chen who was standing motionless in front of him again.

Patriarch You Ming has been in Xuantian Sect for many years, but he has never really shown his face in front of other sects, so that everyone has heard of his name, but they have never really seen how powerful he is.

If others knew that Xuantianzong still had such a master, then why worry?

Bi Yuanqing thought about a lot of things in his heart, but he looked distressed on his face.

"Furong Pavilion widely distributed invitations, inviting representatives of all sects to gather in Furong Pavilion to discuss the plan to encircle and suppress demon corpses. Xuantianzong's current situation cannot be separated from people. I don't know if you, You Ming...can you go for me? .”

Before Li Chen could answer, Bi Yuanqing went on to say: "You are the ancestor of my Xuantian Sect, and the most powerful person in my sect. I can't find any other suitable person for this matter except please."

The majestic master of a sect even used the word please.

Li Chen frowned, a little dissatisfied.

What kind of request is this? It is simply not giving him a chance to refuse.

Just as he was about to speak, Fu Ling replied first: "Amitabha, if the common people are in trouble, we will naturally not sit idly by. With such a heavy responsibility, Youming's enthusiasm is bound to be obligatory."

Hearing what he said, Bi Yuanqing couldn't help but twitch his forehead slightly.

enthusiastic?

He has never seen such qualities in You Ming. Where did this monk come from? Is he blind?

However, the current situation does not allow him to think too much, and he is unwilling to guess what the relationship between these two people is. The most important thing is for You Ming to agree to participate in this encirclement and suppression plan on behalf of Xuantianzong.

Bi Yuanqing thought that You Ming would at least decline a few words.

However, after Master Ling Chen finished speaking, You Ming loosened his slightly frowning brows, and asked softly, "When?"

Bi Yuanqing's eyes widened. Did he agree?

He hurriedly replied, "Just two days later."

The matter of the demon corpse is too serious to be delayed.

Furong Pavilion is the number one sect in the cultivation world.

If there were only six sects participating in the Xuantian Sect's Demon Elimination Conference last time, all ten sects will definitely be present this time.

As a representative of the sect, the most important thing is strength.

Without strength, there is no right to speak.

Bi Yuanqing also wanted to make an appearance in person to show Xuantianzong's sincerity.

However, he knew that his strength was not enough, and Xuantianzong still had many follow-up matters to deal with, which could not be separated from others.

Therefore, Patriarch Nether is his best choice.

After knowing the time, You Ming left with Fu Ling.

Only this time, the two of them did not return to Beihai Mountain, but wandered along Xuantianzong.

Speaking of which, this can be regarded as a rare leisure time.

At present, the demonic corpses are rampant, and all sects and schools are trying their best to resist the demonic energy. Everyone is walking in a hurry, with a dignified expression.

The leisurely appearance of the two of them is really different.

"I didn't expect that after more than 100 years, Xuantianzong would still be like this."

Looking at the surrounding scenery, Fu Ling recalled in a trance when he broke into the Xuantian Sect and singled out all the peak masters of the sect.

Li Chen looked at the monk who was walking beside him with the appearance of an expert, and finally couldn't help stretching out his hand, holding his.

He has wanted to do this for a long time.

Fu Ling looked around subconsciously. This place was at the foot of a remote mountain, and not many people passed by.

Li Chen was slightly dissatisfied: "So what if they saw it?"

Fu Ling thought about his bald head, and looked at him jokingly: "Of course I'm fine, anyway, without this layer of face-changing technique, no one knows who I am, but you...you are from Xuantianzong Patriarch."

Let those disciples see their ancestor holding a monk, tsk tsk... that should be a very shocking thing.

Seeing his appearance, Li Chen couldn't help it.

He whispered, "Let them see."

There are few people at the foot of the mountain, and there is some mist around.

Li Chen took a step forward, pushed him to the side of the mountain wall, wrapped one arm around Fu Ling's waist, covered his eyes with the other hand, bowed his head and kissed him.

Li Chen likes to kiss him.

He likes the way there is no distance between the two of them, sticking tightly together like this, embracing each other.

In this way, he can be sure that the person in his arms is real.

is his.

Naturally, Fu Ling would not refuse the kiss delivered to her door.

He raised his uninjured left arm and grabbed Li Chen's neck.

The white robe and the red cassock are intertwined, and at the foot of the mountain, the quiet and silent mountain walls are extremely entangled.

Both of them are masters, so naturally there is no problem of breathing difficulties.

So kissing became a protracted battle, and the two immersed in the lingering friendship found a kind of fun that belonged exclusively to each other.

And enjoy it.

That's why the boy who didn't know when he walked to the foot of the mountain was not found in time.

Bi Zeyu rubbed his eyes, feeling that he was deeply affected by the demon energy.

Otherwise, why did you see such a scene again?

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