I've Led the Villain Astray, How Do I Fix It?

"Ahem, Xiuwen..." Xu Ziyan had a very headache, he didn't know why the red rope had such a change, but how should he explain it to Xiuwen?Why do the two brothers have the same mark?This can't be explained at all!

The most hateful thing is that if other things left similar marks, he might not have such a headache, but the meaning of the red rope is so obvious that he is a little speechless.

"Needless to say, I understand! This red string is used to distinguish blood relationship!" Shao Xiuwen asserted.

Xu Ziyan was silent for a while, in fact, Shao Xiuwen's explanation made sense, I think it was because he was too sensitive just now.Who said that the red string must represent marriage?This is just a magic weapon, there is no need to think too much about it!

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Because of Shao Xiuwen's reasonable explanation, Xu Ziyan immediately felt relieved.After chatting along the topic of the other party, the two decided that this and the red rope should have the effect of distinguishing blood relatives.It's a pity that Xu Ziyan didn't pay attention to Shao Xiuwen's dodging eyes from time to time and the entangled emotions hidden in his eyes.

Xu Zirong was noncommittal about the content of the discussion between the two, he just stroked the mark on his wrist lightly, as if this thing proved the close relationship between him and his brother.

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The time in the Dou Zhan Tower always passed quickly, almost in the blink of an eye it was the day when Xu Ziyan opened the fruit of the Divine Tree.

Since Shao Xiuwen opened that strange red rope last time, Lin Xiaotian also opened his fruit.

What is surprising is that there is a sword intent stored in Lin Xiaotian's fruit, and after this sword intent was absorbed and refined by Lin Xiaotian, it has faintly formed, and it has taken Lin Xiaotian's cultivation to a big step towards Jindan .

The more you practice, the more difficult it will be. Being able to improve one's cultivation so much with a single sword intent shows that this sword intent is almost tailor-made for Lin Xiaotian.

With that unreliable red rope and this sword intent that is very suitable for Lin Xiaotian, Xu Ziyan couldn't help looking forward to his own fruit.

He thought that he communicated very well with the Divine Tree at that time, even if the fruit he obtained was not tailor-made for him, it should not be much worse.

When the time for his 'hatch' fruit was over, he almost couldn't wait to open the fruit, but a purple thunder suddenly flashed out of the fruit, and struck him fiercely——

Fuck!Why was my brother struck by lightning again!

Xu Ziyan fell into a deep sleep with the last sliver of consciousness, and Xu Zirong suddenly felt numb all over, and was about to fall asleep. With the last willpower, he threw himself on his brother.

Shao Xiuwen and Lin Xiaotian were taken aback by this sudden turn of events, especially when Xu Ziyan was struck by lightning, why did Xu Zirong fall too?

Fortunately, although the two of them were shocked, they did not lose their composure. After confirming that the two had just passed out, they moved their hugged bodies to a corner of the room.

Because the two of them did not experience any physical deterioration, Shao Xiuwen and Lin Xiaotian discussed it and decided not to intervene with them for the time being.

After all, until now, no one has heard of anyone dying because of the fruit of the God Tree. On the contrary, there has been a saying among the people that the best fruit of the God Tree is not the one that bears the title of Fighting God That one is a key that can open the secret realm of fantasy.

It is said that there are countless secret treasures hidden there, even if you just stroll around casually, you can see the kind of treasure that will greatly increase your cultivation base! Shao Xiuwen and Lin Xiaotian didn't know whether Xu Ziyan and the others had entered this kind of secret realm, but as time passed, it was a fact that their aura became stronger and stronger.

Especially the purple lightning on Xu Ziyan's body. Originally, there were only a few hair-thin thunders flashing occasionally at the dantian, but after seven days, it had turned into several thumb-thick thunders brazenly wandering around his body. No one could get close to Xu Zirong who was hugging him.

Xu Ziyan's cultivation was improving rapidly, and Xu Zirong was also not far behind.Although the two were in a coma at the same time, the bloody aura emanating from Xu Zirong's body was no worse than that purple thunder light!

The most strange thing is that blood spells are generally the means of magic cultivation, representing evil and filth. Generally speaking, such spells are most likely to be suppressed by the Zixiao Shenlei, who is just and yang.However, Xu Zirong's blood magic did the opposite. Not only was it not wiped out by the divine thunder released from Xu Ziyan's body, but it also had a faint feeling of becoming one with the divine thunder...

Even the well-read Lin Xiaotian and the well-informed Shao Xiuwen couldn't figure out what was going on, they could only look at each other in blank dismay, and then secretly surprised in their hearts, how many people did Xu Zirong kill to have such a strong bloody feeling? Qi?

Time passed day by day like this. Because of the existence of thunder and blood energy, Shao Xiuwen and Lin Xiaotian could only observe the changes of the Xu family brothers from a distance. Besides, there was nothing wrong with it. In the end, Shao Xiuwen and Lin Xiaotian didn't dare to waste their time here, and took turns to use the quiet room recommended by Tang Sirius for the fighting tower.

After three full months, Xu Ziyan and Xu Zirong finally woke up from the coma, and their cultivation bases have also steadily stopped at the peak of the early stage of Jindan, and they may break through and enter the middle stage at any time.

Even Shao Xiuwen, who was used to being beaten by them, was a little uneasy facing this situation.You must know that the entire sect of the Liuli Sword Sect he belongs to is only Song Baiqin, a Golden Core cultivator, that is to say, if Xu Ziyan and Xu Zirong go to their sect as guest ministers, they will immediately receive the same treatment as the elders in the sect.

Sure enough, people are more deadly than others, and are you throwing away when you compare goods... ＿(:з"∠)＿

Shao Xiuwen was kind of worried, thinking that although his Liuli Sword Sect had a small structure, it was still a sect that had been passed down for nearly a thousand years, so why didn't he meet evildoers like Xu Ziyan and Xu Zirong?

Even if they give him one of them!If there is such a person, then the revitalization of the Liuli Sword Sect is appropriate!

but……

Turning to look at the expressionless Lin Xiaotian, Shao Xiuwen calmed down again.After all, such evildoers are still too rare. Didn't you see that the most outstanding disciple of Tianyuzong in recent years can only be a foil in front of these two people... On the contrary, he is already used to being a foil, and he has Lin Xiaotian as a comparison , he instantly calmed down again.

Sure enough, everything has to be compared!Shao Xiuwen thought happily! ╮(╯▽╰)╭ "Hmm..." Xu Ziyan's first words after waking up from a coma were: "Stinky old man! Don't let me see you again!"

Shao Xiuwen, Lin Xiaotian: ...? ?

Xu Ziyan rubbed his head vigorously, seeing Shao Xiuwen and Lin Xiaotian's puzzled expression, he smiled awkwardly: "I was tricked by an old man."

"Huh?" Feeling a tight feeling coming from his waist, Xu Ziyan lowered his head, and immediately met a pair of cold and calm black eyes.

"Zi Rong? Are you okay?" Xu Ziyan was taken aback.

When Xu Zirong looked at him, he was always so gentle, except that occasionally his eyes would be more scary when he had a seizure, but he had never looked at him with such indifference.

The cold black eyes blinked, Xu Zirong seemed to wake up from the mist, his eyes softened, buried in his brother's arms, and said softly: "Brother, I miss you so much."

"Uh...I miss you too." Xu Ziyan ignored the surprised eyes of Shao Xiuwen and Lin Xiaotian, took Zirong in his arms and gently stroked the back of his neck.

Zirong's acting like a baby just now gave him a feeling of fragility inexplicably. He didn't consider what kind of association his actions would arouse in others, but just instinctively comforted Xu Zirong.

Xu Zirong felt the big warm hand caressing him one after another, and suddenly felt his whole body warmed up.This warm feeling made him very comfortable, and it also calmed his restless heart.

After his brother opened the fruit, he was also pulled by a huge force, and he felt a faint feeling that his body was out of control.Relying on his last willpower, he hugged his brother tightly, but he didn't expect that when he opened his eyes again, what greeted him was a sharp knife.

The big knife slashed at his neck fiercely, as long as he woke up a second later, he would only end up with a corpse torn apart.

Xu Zirong's pupils shrank suddenly, and with a wave of his arm, a very thin line of blood was drawn on his fingertips. Under the terrified gaze, Xu Zirong was chopped to death.

The person who reached out to restrain him was terrified, and ran away howling, but the anxiety of not being able to find his brother made Xu Zirong extremely manic, and lightly flung out a drop of blood, which penetrated his heart.

"Brother! Brother!" Xu Zirong called his brother's name loudly, but there was no trace of his brother on the battlefield full of killings.

"Brother...brother is gone...why are you still here!" Xu Zirong's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and an astonishing bloody aura was released around his body.

These bloody auras gathered into a thick layer of red mist, centered on Xu Zirong, slowly spreading around.

All the people who touched the red mist were sucked dry of blood in an instant, turning into a mummy, and this thick blood mist became even bigger because of the addition of these fresh nutrients, and continued to move towards the battlefield. edge spread...

"Ahhh! You monster!"

"Help... help..."

"Run!"

"Dead...all dead!"

Countless noisy and chaotic voices rang in Xu Zirong's ears, but he seemed to be unable to hear them, step by step, stepping on countless bloody deaths, looking for the trace of his brother.

"Brother...Brother..." Xu Zirong called out in a low voice, with madness written in his eyes.

This was the first time that he suddenly lost contact with his brother without any predictions. What frightened him the most was that even the Blood Pact couldn't find his brother's direction.

According to the reaction of the blood contract, his brother should be beside him, but he searched the entire battlefield, but he still didn't find his brother.