After being stabbed to death by my junior brother

Pei Zijun finally couldn't bear it, and shouted in a tone that was almost choking: "Junior Brother..."

He still remembers the junior he brought up from childhood, who was lively and well-behaved, even if he was naughty at times, he always had a sense of proportion.

Sometimes he also thinks that the worst result between two people is nothing more than waiting for both of them to grow up and each have their own paths and slowly drift apart. Demon Slayer and Demon Slayer can still fight side by side when they meet.

But he alone never thought that the two of them would go so far in such a short period of time.

It separates good and evil, separates common people, separates...life and death.

Lin Lang's body had stopped beating.

Pei Zijun's eyes slowly fell on the bloody hole in the heart of the corpse, showing some erratic emptiness.

Everyone looked at each other for a while, no one could believe that Lin Lang died like this.

Shen Qiuting has been paying attention to the movement here, he saw something inadvertently, his face changed, and he reminded: "Zijun, back off!"

Bai Guanchen immediately took Pei Zijun, who was still in a daze, aside.Pei Zijun staggered a few steps unsteadily, and was supported by Shen Qiuting quickly.

He seemed to have not recovered, and said to Shen Qiuting with a pale face: "Thank you, uncle."

Shen Qiuting stared at Lin Lang's corpse on the ground, took the time to pat him on the shoulder, didn't say much, just said: "Stay by my side."

Right now is really not a good time for consolation.

Lin Lang's body that remained in place suddenly moved, and a somewhat weak soul came out of it.Shenhun's appearance was similar to Lin Lang's, he looked like a young man, his whole body was full of evil spirits, and his eyes were abnormally red as if they had been soaked in blood.

Bai Guanchen raised his sword to block it, but was slapped back a few steps by Shenhun's light palm.

The spirit walked through the crowd like a ghost, and the few monks who were close to him fell down on the spot.

There was a thin bloodstain on the neck of the fallen monk, and it took a while for the blood to spurt out, staining the ground under the corpse red.

The atmosphere was tense to the extreme in an instant.

Lin Lang's soul became more solidified due to the nourishment of his blood, and the blood in his eyes became more intense, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised a mocking arc: "You ants... want to kill me too?"

Daoist Qingxu raised his sword, frowned and greeted everyone: "Those who are not cultivated enough, retreat to the back!"

As he spoke, he rushed up with a few people with high cultivation bases, trying to restrain Lin Lang's spirit.

Shen Qiuting stood where he was, his eyelids twitched somehow.

He didn't hear the movement next to him, turned his head to look only to find that Pei Zijun who had been beside him had disappeared.

Shen Qiuting's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately started looking for someone.

But it was too late.

Pei Zijun was pinched by the neck by Lin Lang's soul, his face was flushed red due to poor blood flow, and he was unconsciously struggling in pain.

Lin Langzai stared at Pei Zijun carefully for a while, exerted force on his hands, but his voice was filled with laughter: "Brother, it's only natural for one life to change one life, isn't it?"

Although he didn't really care about a skin that was almost broken, why did the ants dare to kill him?

He is good enough to Pei Zijun, why is he so ignorant of flattery?

Pei Zijun gave him a hard look, then slowly stopped struggling and closed his eyes.

Since he thinks it's just and right, then...it's just and right.

Lin Lang looked at the slender neck in his hand, as long as he exerted a little more force, it would be completely broken.

He had almost heard the beautiful sound of the broken neck until he saw a trace of blood dripping from the corner of Pei Zijun's lips.

The devilish energy around him was too strong, even if he didn't strangle Pei Zijun to death, Pei Zijun would be dead if he stayed by his side for a long time.

His tightened fingers trembled unconsciously, and the raging devilish energy subconsciously subsided.

Lin Lang seemed to be annoyed by his subconscious reaction, he threw the person in his hand to the ground viciously, and took advantage of the opportunity to attack.

Pei Zijun sat on the ground tiredly, blood gushed out of his mouth as if he didn't want money.

Seeing this, Qi Sinan flew over to seal several large acupuncture points on his body, and shouted anxiously at Daoist Qingxu: "Master, have you brought the medicine?"

Daoist Qingxu was also taken aback by Pei Zijun's tragic situation, and immediately took out the life-saving medicine he had with him.

Pei Zijun's breathing was weak, and he had fallen into a coma, unable to open his mouth to take medicine at all.

Shen Qiuting looked anxiously at the side, gritted his teeth and went over to remove Pei Zijun's chin, and stuffed the elixir into Pei Zijun's mouth.

Daoist Qingxu stretched out his hand to hold Pei Zijun's pulse, and murmured: "It's too late, it's too late."

Pei Zijun's heart was half shattered by that blow just now, and the only thing Cai Cai's panacea could do was to prolong his life for more than half an hour.

Qi Sinan was stunned for a long time when he heard the words, then carefully handed Pei Zijun into the hands of Daoist Qingxu, raised the spirit sword in his hand and stood up.

Shen Qiuting immediately stood up and stopped him: "What are you going to do!"

Qi Sinan's eyes were red, and he could hardly control his emotions: "I only have two apprentices, does this mean that if one is lost, another one will be added?"

Shen Qiuting was silent for a while, and said in a difficult voice: "Sinan, be obedient, the master and your second senior brother are both here, and they will all seek justice for Zijun."

Qi Sinan shook off his hand, and said in a calm voice, "Brother, let me go."

Shen Qiuting looked at him for a while, moved his fingers, and finally did not stop him.

Bai Guanchen was staying at the original place to replace Daoist Qingxu as the main force to restrain Lin Lang, when he saw Qi Sinan passing by, he looked back at Shen Qiuting.

Shen Qiuting nodded at him.

Lin Lang's mind was exhausted too much, and one of them was accidentally injured by Bai Guanchen's spirit sword, and his figure faded a little in an instant.

He was covering the wound on his soul, half kneeling on the ground, and suddenly heard a familiar sound of footsteps behind him.

Qi Sinan stood behind him with a calm voice: "Lin Lang, get up."

He almost shouted out of his head: "Master..."

The human nature that took more than ten years to imitate seemed to become something he really owned at this moment. He looked down at the position of his heart, and belatedly realized that it was too empty.

Following Qi Sinan's voice, Lin Lang stood up and called again in a daze: "Master."

He vaguely remembered that as long as he called Master on weekdays, even if Master was so angry that he wanted to beat him, he would still clean up the trouble he caused.

What about this time?

Qi Sinan closed his eyes, then opened them again: "I am not your master."

Lin Lang wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Qi Sinan: "I came this time to avenge my apprentice."

To avenge the apprentice?Isn't he the master's apprentice?Who is Master going to avenge?

Yes...he just killed his senior brother.

Lin Lang's eyes slowly turned red: "Master, it was clearly the brother who did it first! Why do you want to kill me!"

Qi Sinan just looked at him coldly, drew his sword and attacked him.

Lin Lang hadn't recovered yet, and he didn't dare to fight back, so he could only back away while dodging.

Finally, some monks watching couldn't help reminding: "Master Qi, this devil is no longer your apprentice, so be careful!"

Lin Lang seemed to be stimulated by this sentence, and he didn't care about Qi Sinan's spirit sword, and attacked the monk who spoke without thinking.

Seeing this, the monk hurriedly moved away, not daring to speak again.

Taking advantage of this gap, Qi Sinan's spirit sword has stably penetrated into his soul.

As soon as the spirit sword wrapped with special spiritual power penetrated into the soul, it began to destroy the soul body in front of him, but within a short time, Lin Lang's soul turned into a transparent shadow.

He raised his head in disbelief and looked in Qi Sinan's direction, only a shadow of his body suddenly shed a tear.

He was not without the ability to resist, but at this time, he suddenly lost the strength to resist.

Qi Sinan's hand was still holding the sword firmly, as if he wouldn't give up until he saw his soul fly away.

As always, no one ever expected him to live.

There is never anyone.

Lin Lang's remnant soul quickly disappeared completely.

With the disappearance of Lin Lang's spirit, a secret room suddenly appeared on the white pagoda. Shen Qiuting went to push open the door, and saw the missing ancestors of various families and factions lying in it, unconscious.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the monks rushed over to confirm the safety of their ancestors.

No one noticed that a faint red light flashed on Lin Lang's body that had been thrown aside long ago. The red light stayed in place for a while, then sneaked into Pei Zijun's body.

Pei Zijun's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a little color returned to his pale face.

Lin Lang was dead, and the eyes of the remaining people all focused on Ji Mingchuan.

Wrapped in a black robe, Ji Mingchuan stood in the shadow, watching the farce just now with a calm expression, as if it had nothing to do with him.

The worst thing Lin Lang did was to call the people from Lingyun Pavilion over before the plan was carried out.

So once a god has feelings, he is not worthy of being a god.

Noticing that everyone's eyes were on him, Ji Mingchuan moved slightly, tilted his head to look at the others indifferently, and showed a smile that didn't reach his eyes: "Why, do you still want me to congratulate you on your success? Can you get rid of demons and defend the way?"

The meaning of yin and yang in his words was so strong that an elderly monk finally couldn't see it, and said, "Ji Mingchuan, if you just get caught now, maybe you still have a way to survive!"

Ji Mingchuan glanced coldly at the cultivator, and replied: "I will arrest you if you don't put your hands up, you will definitely have no way out."

The monk choked and shut up angrily.

The devil is indeed a devil, and he can't change his nature at any time.

Shen Qiuting took out a finger bone from the bottom of the Qiankun bag, and threw it in Ji Mingchuan's direction: "I was entrusted with the matter of loyalty, someone asked me to bring this to you, by the way, do you remember?" Remember the name Han Ze?"

"Han Ze—" Ji Mingchuan squeezed the phalanx in his hand for a while, then moved his fingers slightly and crushed the phalanx into pieces, "What is he, he deserves to be remembered by me?"

Shen Qiuting frowned, but didn't express anything.

He brought all the things and words, and the rest is up to the two of them.

Ji Mingchuan cleaned up the ashes on his hands bit by bit, stopped looking at anyone, turned around and wanted to leave.

The arrangement of the entire formation was done by him alone, so he naturally had a way to leave.

People in this world are all meaningless idiots, it's better for him to go back to the cold pool to retreat to be pure.

Seeing that Ji Mingchuan was about to leave, Bai Guanchen couldn't help but clenched the spirit sword in his hand.

Ji Mingchuan is full of tricks, if he is allowed to leave like this, there may be troubles in the future.

Before he could move, Shen Qiuting suddenly held his hand and shook his head at him.

Shen Qiuting's eyes fell on an empty place, and he pointed out: "He can't go anymore, cause and effect cycle, someone will naturally solve him."

When he spoke, Ji Mingchuan had already walked to the place he was looking at.

A figure suddenly appeared in the empty place, without giving Ji Mingchuan time to react, he cut Ji Mingchuan's throat with the sharp knife in his hand.

A line of blood quickly burst out from his neck.

Ji Mingchuan stared wide-eyed at the girl who suddenly appeared in front of him, opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't make any sound because of the fatal wound on his neck.

Zhou Xiaoyun seemed to know what he wanted to ask, she approached his ear and whispered softly: "The high priest has met me before, have you forgotten?"

As she leaned over, the silver bell on her wrist made a crisp sound.

Hearing this voice, Ji Mingchuan vaguely remembered something.

When he was looking for blood jade, he passed through a town.

Pretending to be a passing stranger, he begged a bowl of water from a big family in the town.The one who poured water for him was a young girl with two bells hanging on her head, and the ringing sound was like this.

Later... that town seemed to be made by him as a sacrifice for breaking the blood jade seal.

However, these memories are only a vague impression. He has done too many bad things in his life. If he remembered everything, he would not be able to sleep at night.

Zhou Xiaoyun smiled mockingly, and didn't expect Ji Mingchuan to really remember, stabbed him in the heart again, and kicked him directly into the black void around the White Tower.

She watched Ji Mingchuan's body fall, her eyes gradually filled with joy.

Everything has a cause and effect, and it was not until this moment that this cause and effect finally came to an end.

No one saw that during the fall, a blood-red thing fell out of Ji Mingchuan's body, and that thing followed Ji Mingchuan's fall for a while, then silently turned into ashes in the void.

Zhou Xiaoyun looked away, looked at Shen Qiuting from a distance, and saluted him solemnly.

Originally, everyone was wary of the ghost cultivator who appeared suddenly, but seeing that Zhou Xiaoyun had no intention of doing anything again after killing Ji Mingchuan, they gradually let go of their vigilance.

"Everyone, look!"

A monk suddenly exclaimed, and everyone looked over after hearing the words, and saw that the part of the secret realm that seemed to have been erased by some force gradually returned to its original appearance, and the land stretched from the foot to the end of the line of sight.

The demonic energy entangled in the White Tower disappeared completely, and the pure fairy energy filled the entire secret realm, making people completely clear.

The fairy spirit became thicker and thicker, forming a thick layer of fog around the white pagoda.The White Tower gradually hid itself in the mist and disappeared.

The power that binds it here has disappeared, and it can go to any place in Kyushu. After that, there may be no entity of the Ascension Passage, but every place in Kyushu can be blessed by the Ascension Passage.

A cultivator with good eyesight suddenly yelled, knelt down and carefully picked a high-level spiritual herb.

Nourished by the strong fairy air, countless spiritual flowers and grasses grew on the ground in an instant, as if in a fairyland.

The monks cheered and joined the ranks of picking spiritual grass.

Shen Qiuting did not join this activity, but turned around and walked towards Zhou Xiaoyun.

Zhou Xiaoyun's figure was hidden in the mist that hadn't dissipated, and she almost felt a little translucent.

Shen Qiuting seemed to be chatting with a friend: "Did Miss Zhou do it just now?"

Naturally, he was not referring to the killing of Ji Mingchuan, but the sudden change in this secret realm.

"Well," Zhou Xiaoyun nodded, "I traced back the formation. The place where the blood jade is buried is on this blueprint. Except for the last one which I replaced with a fake, the remaining three pieces can be dug out and destroyed."

Zhou Xiaoyun's power comes from the Demon God. After the Demon God dies, it is not impossible for her to use her aura similar to that of the Demon God to control the formation.

"Okay, I'll take someone to dig it out after it's cleaned up here." Shen Qiuting smiled and asked again, "What's Miss Zhou's plan next?"

According to Zhou Xiaoyun's current strength, it is not impossible to go to Demon Realm to fight for the position of Demon Lord.

Zhou Xiaoyun touched the bell tied to her wrist, and said calmly: "I've been away from home for too long, it's time to go home and have a look."

Shen Qiuting was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Alright, take care."

Zhou Xiaoyun nodded, turned around and walked towards the exit of the secret realm.

"There is still one thing I don't know," Shen Qiuting suddenly stopped Zhou Xiaoyun, "What is Lin Lang's purpose in destroying the Ascension Passage?"

Zhou Xiaoyun turned around and explained: "After the White Tower is destroyed, the God Realm connected to the White Tower will also be broken. At that time, he can use the leaked power of the God Realm to restore his fairy body."

This is something he can do.

Shen Qiuting thought for a while, and then asked: "The last thing, why did Lin Lang insist on calling us over?"

Zhou Xiaoyun inadvertently remembered Lin Lang's pale face, shook her head, and showed a shallow smile: "I don't know about that. Maybe, he just wanted to call you over."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Xiaoyun nodded to Shen Qiuting, turned around and left again.

Shen Qiuting thought about what Zhou Xiaoyun said just now, and walked back slowly.

Bai Guanchen was waiting for him.

Seeing Shen Qiuting approaching, Bai Guanchen's glass-like pupils inadvertently showed a gentle look, and asked, "Is it over?"

Shen Qiuting bent his eyes and smiled at him: "It's over."

Bai Guanchen stretched out his hand to him: "Brother, go home."

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!