Yokai University

Ling Chong stumbled out of the fairy prison, but there was already a circle of immortal soldiers and generals outside. They didn't know where they got the news, or they sensed a change in the fairy prison, and the exit of the fairy prison was blocked.

Wei Yan was seriously injured, and Ling Chong had to face thousands of Zhongtian immortals alone.Thinking about it this way, it is even somewhat similar to Beiyou's robbery of the execution ground.

Ling Chong swallowed dryly, and began to draw arrays in the air with his fingers.

"Bang!" A meteor hammer flew towards him, abruptly interrupting his movements.

"Don't let him draw a formation!"

"He's alone now, no one is buying him time!"

"on!"

Such shouts came from the crowd.

Swords, guns and halberds attacked from all directions, Ling Chong casually drew a blade from the Qiankun formation, and raised his hand to block a long spear in front of him.

But with other weapons behind him, he was stretched.

Someone took the opportunity to attack Wei Yan in his arms, and Ling Chong had to be on guard, which made it even more difficult.

——Brother, how did you do it?

A heavy hammer came to Lingchong. In order to protect Wei Yan, he didn't dodge and was knocked down heavily to the ground.

Wei Yan snorted and slowly opened his eyes.A cloud halberd appeared in his hand, he blocked the oncoming sword blade, and let out a crisp sound.

Wei Yan stood up, he staggered a little, but quickly stabilized, even the stagger just now seemed like a hallucination.

Wei Yan raised his head, brought out the cloud halberd, and blocked Ling Chong behind him.

"Don't be afraid. It will be fine in a while." He said in a deep voice.

Even the somewhat hoarse voice seemed to be wrapped around Lingchong's heart, making him feel warm and sad—why is it so difficult between us?

Wei Yan's name is also heard among the immortals, but he is seriously injured now, and people's vigilance has weakened a lot.With the usual fear and resistance, his hands became even more merciless and rushed towards him.

Ling Chong fell to the ground, looking at Wei Yan's back.In a daze, the shadow of Zhi Ye appeared in front of his eyes. He squatted aside, looked at Ling Chong lying on the ground, and said with a smile: "Ling Chong! What are you thinking?" "Your brother's sword skills are so good, you But I couldn’t even hold it against a single blow.”

Lingchong looked at Zhiye and said with a smile: "Brother is brother, I am me. Brother is good at swordsmanship, so I have to back him up, I just continue to draw my formation."

Zhi Ye glanced at him and curled his lips: "I'm behind your brother."

Lingchong let out an "ah" and looked up at Beiyou who was standing aside.He blinked: "Then I..."

Zhi Ye patted Ling Chong's shoulder: "Stop squatting on the ground and drawing circles all the time. If Ling Chong meets someone he likes in the future, will he protect him from the front? Or draw a map for him from the back?"

Ling Chong thought for a moment, and replied with a bit of youthful anger: "Of course I rushed to the front to protect him. How can the person I like be bullied by others?"

"That's right!" Zhi Ye picked up the sword that fell aside and handed it to Ling Chong: "Come again."

How can the person I like be bullied by others?

Lingchong looked at Wei Yan who was rushing forward. He didn't take the form of a dragon. He was holding a cloud halberd in his hand, and his hair had been scattered. With every movement of his, black hair spread around.His body couldn't tell whether it was his blood or the enemy's blood, it was so stained that the original color could not be seen.

Wei Yan's feet were flimsy, but even so, he still gritted his teeth, and every blow was strong and powerful.Yunji let go, he didn't have time to take other weapons, so he used his fist directly.

He stood in front of him, blocking all attacks.

A knife was slashed on Wei Yan's shoulder, and he didn't even hum, as if he didn't feel it.Who knows how many injuries he suffered before, and how many injuries he will suffer now.

Because the person he likes, how can he be bullied by others?

Time flies so fast.

It was when his brother robbed the execution ground that he met Wei Yan.

The peaceful days seem to be without counting. Since that day, how many days and years have passed?

Due to his long life span, he didn't care much about these subtle plots.But ever since you appeared, God knows I've started to be afraid of losing my appearance, afraid of the moment when the song ends.

I want to grasp every node of time, and I want to stretch the time between us far away, stretch it again, and stretch it to sleep with the heaven and the earth.

Afraid to let go of your hand, afraid of all unknowable changes.

Worry, worry, worry about gains and losses.Love starts from being unknowable, different, and different, and in the end, we all have one huge thing in common - love.

This one thing in common pulls us together so tightly that we can never be separated again.Also unwilling to separate.

but……

Ling Chong glanced down at Wei Yan.

At this moment, I can probably understand Lang Chen's thoughts.

But me and him are still different after all.

Ling Chong took a deep breath, raised his shoulders, and mobilized his collapsed emotions again.

"Ayan, we're going home." Ling Chong said in a low voice.

He took out the icy sword that Wei Yan had given him from the Qiankun formation, and shook his wrist—no one had ever seen Lingchong use a sword, nor had he thought about it.But because his figure looked a bit like the deceased Beiyou at this moment, the immortals couldn't help but tremble a little, and took a small step back.

With a straight figure and a waist that refuses to bend down when encountering anything, it is as unrestrained and majestic as a pine reaching to the sky.

Pale skin, round eyes full of murderous intent, and the corners of the mouth stretched straight.Ling Chong held Wei Yan in one hand, and walked forward with a sword in the other.

He didn't seem to see the bustling crowd in front of him, as if they were not in his eyes.

"He..." You Xianbing hesitated a little, the shadow left by Beiyou before was too great, and people couldn't help but retreat.

"Afraid... What are you afraid of! No matter how powerful the formation is, it can't stop so many of us! Don't give him time to draw a magic formation! The demon master can't hold it anymore!" A fairy general shouted: "Capture him! "

Ling Chong glanced at the man, he knew Ming Hao.

Minghao took a look at him, and couldn't help taking a step back—what was in those eyes was not the feeling of seeing old friends in the past, nor the pain of being betrayed and deceived by friends.

There, nothing.

In Lingchong's eyes, Minghao is nothing, not even as good as a flower.

Ling Chong didn't say anything, and didn't even look at him again.

He understood that if it wasn't Ling Chong who died here today, one day Ling Chong would return to Zhongtian and he would be the one who died.Que Jiu and Yan Qing both died in this way.The person in front of him is not the Lingchong who was in Zhongtian before, he is another person.

Love, blood, fate, and death turned him into another person.Not as laughing and cursing as before, not as muddled as before, not even as likable as before.

But at this moment, he is showing his sharpness, and no one or anything can stop him.

He seemed to have made a decision in his heart, and that decision was so heavy that it could crush the entire Zhongtian.But he can carry it on his shoulders alone, he is not, never was the Ling Chong of Zhongtian.At this moment, he just tore off his camouflage, took off his mask, and faced Ling Chong of heaven and earth naked.

"That's right! There's nothing to be afraid of! There are so many of us!" A fairy general followed Ming Hao and shouted: "This person and that monster are in trouble in Zhongtian. This person's crime is unforgivable! Today, I, Peng Xiu, have something to say. If you cut off his head, you can go straight up to the nine heavens and enjoy double the salary of the Jade Immortal!"

Immortal soldiers and generals who were hesitant at first were mobilized by his words, gearing up one by one, and rushed towards Lingchong: "Kill him!"

No matter what you are, whether it's a fairy or a demon, as long as there are enough lures, there will always be someone who will follow you.

The nine-tailed fox betrayed the demon master in order to survive; the immortal made no distinction between right and wrong in order to delay the loss of appearance.

"Qiang——" Peng Xiu rushed up first, Ling Chong crossed the sword, and the blades collided with each other, making a crisp sword cry.

Lingchong brought out another half of the broken blade with his left hand, which was the remnant of Liuyuejian.He turned his sword hilt at Peng Xiu's face and hit him hard without mercy.

Peng Xiu backed away in pain, and when he settled down, he found that the Ling Chong in front of him had disappeared.When he turned his head in a daze, he saw Ling Chong was already behind him, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and the blade in his hand was cut off.

The next moment, Lingchong had already stepped in front of Minghao, and Minghao was so frightened that he trembled all over, he couldn't help begging for mercy: "Lingchong, it's me! It's Minghao! Aren't we good friends?"

But what he answered was only a sword cut off.

The cold blade told him Lingchong's answer - in my eyes, you are no different from others.

Formation - I stand behind you, add color to your charge, and pave the way for your heroic posture. I am your back and protect you.

Swordsmanship - it's me at this moment. I want to protect you, stand in front of you, kill the world for you, and pave the way home with blood.

No one has ever known that Lingchong is a sword formation dual cultivation.He didn't bother with these false names and the world at all.He never thought of using a sword before, because there was always someone protecting him in front of him.

Be it Beiyou, Zhiye, Wei Yan, or even Futian, or even Guiche.

But at this moment, he knew that he was the last one to protect others.Protect what he loves, what he values.He is beyond his power, there are things he can't do, and there are things he must do.

Maybe his swordsmanship is not as exquisite as Beiyou's, so cutting the sky and opening the earth.But it has been hidden for many years, but it does not mean that it is a blunt sword.

The blade of the sword was still sharp, and when he slashed out with the sword, what he brought up was Zhuo Zhuo's celestial power and brilliant magic.The white light mixed with the infinitely blooming demon fire made the platform of Xianlao magnificent, just like the scene of the rising sun.

Killing is a movement that ends abruptly. There is no prelude.

Scarlet blood all over the sky, like clusters of mallow smallpox blooming to the extreme, coquettish and unique, different from each other, but with the same sigh and regret.

Shouts, roars, and begging for mercy sounded incessantly, but they couldn't reach his ears.

Tragedy, dead bodies, and distorted faces slid past, but they couldn't catch his eyes.

I don't know if there is wind, but fear quickly invaded everyone's heart.The Lingchong in front of them was like a killing god, bathed in blood, ignorant, and fearless.

Ling Chong had reached the end of Zhongtian, and no one knew whether the red color under his feet was fire or blood.

He turned his head and stretched out his hand to Wei Yan, his white hair was fluttering in the wind, and his fair skin was tinged with red, but it made his smile even cleaner: "Ayan, let's go home."

The author has something to say:

Everyone can feel that our rush is almost done.

Wei Yan: Wow!My daughter-in-law is playing handsome in front of me!Think I'm dead!