Master, he is too difficult

When Lin Qingran and Wu Nian walked out of the abyss together and came to the Bodhi Temple, Lin Qingran still didn't know.

It was already afternoon, and the sun was shining brightly. The leaves that missed the road fell on the long stone steps in front of me, forming mottled light and shadows.

The two of them were silent all the way, Lin Qingran never expected that such a situation would happen when he brought Moyu out to engage with monks.

Wu Nian didn't say anything, he looked at Lin Qingran worriedly, only saw the sword fairy in white beside him, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking about some problem.

The sunlight fell on his figure, looking bright and beautiful.

And the problem he was thinking about at the moment was so cruel.

He was so cruel that he didn't know how to say those comforting words.

The two arrived at the gate of the temple in silence, passed through the main hall, and came to the wing room. Wu Nian finally clasped his hands together in the courtyard and said in a low voice, "Amitabha."

Lin Qingran was in no mood to talk to Wu Nian, he pushed open the door of the wing room and walked in.

Outside the room, the bodhi is flourishing and the hibiscus is in full bloom.

The sandalwood in the room is ethereal, lingering around the body.

Mo Yu was lying on the simple bed in the wing room, his eyes were slightly closed, and his chest rose and fell peacefully.

The beautiful face has white jade-like skin, and the cinnabar red mark on the forehead is like a flower petal falling on the flawless white jade.

This is Mo Yu's rare peace.

Lin Qingran looked at his sleeping posture, and suddenly remembered that Mo Yu was sleeping by the lotus pond the same way on the day he just traveled to this world.

At that time, he was hit by Hehuansan, but now he is trapped by demons.

Two such deep sleeps, the object of the two times was himself.

Lin Qingran sighed in her heart, sitting beside Mo Yu, recalling the days and nights she spent chasing the text.

Moyu was aggrieved, and he lifted the table angrily; Moyu was proud, and he scratched his head happily; Moyu was in a desperate situation, and he waited for an update until midnight just to see if he was safe; My aunt will smile like a fool.

He likes Mo Yu, likes the Demon Emperor Mo Linyuan, likes the protagonist Shou who has clear grievances and grievances, and is arrogant and wanton.

However, now the protagonist is lying quietly beside him.

How many times did you stab him?Lin Qingran was reluctant to turn him into a demon who lost his mind.

But if you don't act, the world will be destroyed...

Lin Qingran clenched her fists tightly: What a broken novel!What kind of worldview is constructed!

Give him the pen, and he will write! !

There happened to be a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the room. Lin Qingran strolled over, picked up the Langhao brush, dipped some ink, and just wrote down the words "The demon is as beautiful as a flower, author: Aoye Chasing the Text" on the plain paper, A rather harsh voice was heard outside the courtyard.

"There is demonic energy here, who dares to stop me from eliminating demons!"

Lin Qingran could only put down her pen and walk out the door.

All I could see was a large amount of sunlight outside shining on a sword cultivator in Taoist robes.

That Jianxiu was dressed in a gray Taoist robe, and his hair was in a neat bun.

His sword eyebrows slanted into his temples, his eyes were narrow and sharp, and his thin lips were ruthless and unyielding.

When the man saw Lin Qingran coming out, he was slightly startled, and then his sharp eyes fell on Lin Qingran's waist.

There is a jade pendant hanging there, engraved with a green lotus in the thousands of valleys and mountains.It is the symbol of Wanhe Valley.

The man narrowed his narrow eyes slightly: "Which one are you from Wanhe Valley?"

Lin Qingran said: "Qinglian Peak Lin Qingran, may I ask you?"

The Taoist sword cultivator said: "My name is Li Lingxu. Since you belong to Wanhe Valley, you should step aside and don't block me from eliminating demons!"

Lin Qingran didn't want to be here, meeting the person she least wanted to meet!

In the whole book, Li Lingxu, a ruthless swordsman, is one of the six masters.

This ruthless swordsman is really ruthless, someone who can't rub sand in his eyes.In the original book, when he appeared on stage, he was killing people!

Killed his junior brother who grew up with him and had a deep affection.It's just because the younger brother has a devilish energy on his body.

It was because of slaying the devilish energy and tracing the source of the devilish energy that he met Mo Linyuan, who was already possessed by the devil at that time.

When he first met Mo Linyuan, this ruthless swordsman shouted to fight and kill, even if Mo Linyuan saved his life, after he came back to life, he still pierced his heart with a sword, without mercy.

It wasn't until Lin Qingran crossed over that Li Lingxu, as one of Mo Yu's destined attackers, developed a change in his view of Mo Linyuan, and began to reflect on whether his previous ruthless way was correct...

Mo Linyuan, who is as powerful as the later stage, still needs to slowly attack this ruthless swordsman. After being stabbed several times by him, he can relax a little.

Not to mention Mo Yu today.

If the current Mo Yu was bumped into by Li Lingxu, it would be a matter of minutes to slay the demon!

Lin Qingran immediately blocked Li Lingxu's way: "The person in the room is a young disciple. He is resting after being seriously injured, so no one should disturb him. Ruthless Swordsman wants to eliminate the demon, and it won't be too late when the young disciple recovers from his injuries."

Li Lingxu looked Lin Qingran up and down: "You want to stop me, can you stop me?"

Lin Qingran knew that in the face of this ruthless sword, begging, pretending to be pitiful, gaining sympathy, and saying good things were of no use.

There is nothing to do but hard anal.

So he didn't say much at all, just unsheathed his long sword, held Yaoyue Sword in his hand, and said indifferently: "Then ask the sword in my hand, do you agree or not!"

Li Lingxu sneered: "Hit an egg against a rock!"

Lin Qingran didn't change his face, the long sword flashed, and he cut off one of his fingers to the ground, and the finger dripped blood on the bluestone floor: "It is true that I hit the stone with an egg, but as long as you dare to go in today, I will dare to go in." Die in front of you!"

Li Lingxu:! ! !

Lin Qingran knew that this ruthless swordsman was hard-hearted and hated weak people the most. No matter what he said, it was difficult to stop him.

Just be ruthless.

Lin Qingran's expression was indifferent: "Although I can't beat you, you can't stop me from dying! When the time comes, there will be rumors in the world that the ruthless sword cultivator will use the illusory magic energy to force the death of the master of Qinglian Peak in Wanhe Valley. Do you think What good name do you have?"

Li Lingxu said disdainfully: "The way of being ruthless is ruthless! Why do you care about other people's gossip?"

Lin Qingran's expression was indifferent, and he stabbed himself with another sword, and a big hole was pierced in his chest immediately, bleeding profusely.

But Lin Qingran didn't blink her eyes, and her voice was more stable: "The heart of the ruthless sword cultivator is stable, and his cultivation is superb. Of course, he is not afraid of gossip. But you think that if this matter is spread, other monks will tell you Open the door of convenience? Do you think that the master ancestor of my Wanhe Valley can not avenge me and chase you? The master master's cultivation base is no worse than yours. He doesn't practice the ruthless way. My friendship is deep, and when the time comes, under his vengeful anger, will you still be able to retreat unscathed?"

Li Lingxu's heart trembled.

If an unknown person threatens his life, even if he destroys his soul in front of him, he will not blink his eyes.

The junior and junior brothers who grew up together had such a deep friendship, cried and said in front of him, "If you force me again, I will die"!

Li Lingxu also let him die without blinking an eye.

but……

Lin Qingran was different.

There is Wanhe Valley behind him, and he lives in the guest room of Bodhi Temple.

If he fights with himself, it won't be a problem to directly beat him to a half.

But if he really destroyed his soul because of such a trivial matter, not only would he have a hard time explaining to Wanhe Valley, but even... the ghost-faced city lord Dong Shangxie he met two days ago would be hard to explain.

But Li Lingxu didn't believe that there were people more ruthless than him in this world!

Li Lingxu snorted coldly, ignored Lin Qingran's threat, and was about to rush forward.

But he underestimated Lin Qingran's determination.

Without hesitation, Lin Qingran directly sacrificed her own Nascent Soul, and directed a move towards the golden translucent baby that was blurred out in mid-air.

Li Lingxu couldn't help but said: "There is something to say!"

Before he could make a move to stop it, a figure jumped out of the room.

"Master, don't!!" Mo Yu rushed towards Lin Qingran, but it was a step too late.

The sacrificed Nascent Soul in mid-air directly broke an arm under the attack of Lin Qingran's natal art.

Lin Qingran grabbed it in the void, and the Nascent Soul was in his own hands.

He grabbed Yuanying's neck and said sharply, "Daozhang Li, as long as you dare to take a step forward, I will immediately destroy Yuanshen!"

Mo Yu rushed in front of Lin Qingran and was about to speak when Lin Qingran reprimanded him: "There's nothing wrong with you here, go back and lie on the bed to recuperate!"

"Master!"

"Get back!"

Mo Yu bit her lip tightly and glared at Li Lingxu.

Li Lingxu didn't notice Mo Yu at all, the horror in his heart was beyond everything!

I am ruthless and ruthless enough, but that is to others! !

This Qinglian Sword Cultivator is so cruel to himself, so ruthless, if he says he will destroy his primordial spirit, he will really destroy himself, he is playing for real!

Li Lingxu had never encountered such a situation before, and was a little dazed for a while, and froze in place.

And the monks in the temple had already rushed to find Abbot Wu Nian, shouting while running: "Abbot, the abbot is not good, the ruthless sword repairer is going to kill Master Lin!"

The scene was chaotic for a while, but Lin Qingran still looked normal, pinching the Nascent Soul in his hand: "Will the Ruthless Sword Cultivator leave?"

Walk?The apprentice next to Lin Qingran was obviously infected with demonic energy!How can you just leave?

not to go?If you don't want your reputation, you don't want it, but... Qu Qianfeng from Wanhe Valley and Dong Shangxie from Ghost Face City, if they get into trouble, they will be in big trouble!

In the midst of a dilemma, Master Wu Nian finally arrived.

"Amitabha," Wu Nian glanced at Lin Qingran, "You benefactor... hey, why are you doing this!"

Lin Qingran said: "If there is a bloody case in the Bodhi Temple, it will not look good on the face of the mage!"

Wu Nian took a deep look at Lin Qingran.

He suddenly understood him.In order to save the Three Realms, he had to stab his apprentice, which was enough for him.If you can't protect your apprentice at this moment, it will be a mental torture.

Wu Nian couldn't bear to make Lin Qingran suffer even more, and finally softened her heart and chose to help him.

"Benefactor Li, you don't know something... Mo Yu, Mo Yu is not possessed by demons." After Wu Nian said a few sins in his heart, he also began to lie, "The Bodhi Temple is at the entrance of the Demon Realm. Qinglian Sword Immortal and the others When the master and apprentice first came to our temple, they had never seen the abyss of the demon world. The poor monk took them to see it... Moyu's cultivation base is low, so he has been contaminated with a little demonic energy, which can be eliminated in two days. The benefactor... there is no need Exorcism."

Li Lingxu looked at Lin Qingran, and then at Master Wu Nian.

Li Lingxu asked: "Are you really willing to destroy your soul for the sake of your apprentice?"

Lin Qingran exerted a little force in his hand, and the golden Nascent Soul immediately became dim, and he himself directly got a mouthful of blood.

Wu Nian stomped her feet and blamed Li Lingxu, saying: "Wuqing Jianxiu, you practice the Wuqing Dao, so naturally you don't know what it means to have a deep relationship between a master and a student, and what it means to protect each other with your life! If you don't leave, you really won't even give the poor monk face. ?"

Li Lingxu really didn't understand, his own master also practiced the way of ruthlessness, even if he cried for three days and three nights when he was a child, his master would not look at him more;

Even if he was injured in fighting with others, even if he was about to die, the master still forced him to practice.

Not to mention not defending him in the slightest in front of outsiders.

This is the first time he has seen someone in the realm of cultivation who is willing to do this for his apprentice.

This is too stupid, too stupid to be provoked, and... I don't really want to be provoked.

Li Lingxu pondered for a moment, then turned the long sword in his hand and inserted it into the scabbard.

Li Lingxu's face was indifferent, but his tone was rather regretful: "Sword Immortal Qinglian refined the Nascent Soul, it should have been years of painstaking practice. But for a mere little apprentice, he is willing to fight with his life... A loving person is really burdened all over his body." .”

Lin Qingran pulled Mo Yu on the side, turned back to the room, and said without looking straight: "You practice the ruthless way, which is naturally different from me, and it's normal if you don't understand it. My apprentice is very good, and I don't need a sword cultivator to eliminate demons. Please go back, don't send it away!"

Li Lingxu shook his head and said: "Your Nascent Soul is damaged, and it won't take ten years to recover... What you did today is really stupid, stupid!"

He shook his head, sighed, and left.

He turned and left, walking in the monastery, he didn't hear anything outside the window at first, but now he could hear the monks talking about it.

He didn't care about what other people thought of him, but now seeing these monks, they couldn't avoid him.

Inexplicably, Li Lingxu felt a little more melancholy, a little depressed.

He wanted to find someone to talk about this depression and melancholy, but looking back on his life, he realized...the only junior close to him had already died under his ruthless sword.

Li Lingxu stopped involuntarily, drew his sword and looked around.

But the sun is everywhere, the birds are singing in the mountains, and the fragrance of flowers is overflowing.But, there was no one around to talk to.

Feelings are full of burdens;

Ruthless, lonely in the eternal sky;

Li Lingxu stayed where he was for a moment, his thoughts drifted far, far away, and even thought of his long-dead master...

If his master is still alive, will he protect himself like Sword Immortal Qinglian protects his apprentice?

Li Lingxu remembered Lin Qingran just now, pretending to be indifferent, but actually stubborn, and he was stunned.

Lin Qingran himself has no time to think about the ruthless sword repair at the moment.

He dragged Mo Yu back to the room, and after only two steps, he couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground.

Mo Yu hurriedly reached out to pick it up, just in time to receive the master into his arms.

Mo Yu had just woken up, and was already weak from being tortured by the inner demons. At this moment, the master was in his arms, his feet were unstable, and he fell directly to the ground.

But he still remembered to act as a meat pad for Lin Qingran, to protect and support him.He asked again: "Master, do you feel pain?"

Lin Qingran said softly: "Don't be nervous, you are all lying to him, it's not that uncomfortable..."

Before finishing a sentence, Mo Yu hugged him tightly into her arms.

Lin Qingran's figure was shorter than Mo Yu's, and Mo Yu's chin was directly on Lin Qingran's head.

He hugged the person in his arms tightly, his voice choked with sobs: "Master, I'm sorry...Master, it's all the disciple's fault..."

Lin Qingran: ...you hug me as long as you hug me, admit your mistake as soon as you admit your mistake...but you are not holding me in the right position, apprentice!