Reverse strategy by white cut black male lead [Transmigration Book]

The human world was completely plunged into long darkness.

The damage to the Lingtai is getting bigger and bigger, and the cultivation sects that still had enough strength before are all overwhelmed at this time.

Trees and flowers began to wither, and the balance between heaven and earth was precarious.

In a small wooden house on the outskirts of Que City, Lu Hanzhou buried his knees in the corner of the stone bed, covering most of his face.

After three days of coma, he finally woke up, but he had lost the ability to perceive time.

He has been waiting here for a long time.

I don't know what to wait for, or who to wait for.

The cabin doesn't have much space, but there is a table with a few pairs of bowls and chopsticks left on it.

This reminded Lu Hanzhou of his childhood.

That was the first time he went to Fengzong.

Teenagers are usually stubborn, and Lu Hanzhou is not even honest when eating, he just moves around on the chair, turns around, and sometimes nearly falls down when trying to pick up a dish.

Whenever this happens, Feng Zong's "little master" who has read a lot of poetry and books will say: "Don't eat or sleep, don't talk, and have a stable body. Haven't your parents taught you the most basic things?"

Even though the grains of rice still smeared on his mouth, he insisted on acting old-fashioned, nondescript.

Jiang Ningzhuo was not Lu Hanzhou's senior brother at that time.

How could Lu Hanzhou, who grew up because his parents provided doctors and free-range care, understood these things? He tilted his head and pouted his mouth in a cloud of mist, looked at Jiang Ningzhuo and said, "You are not my master, so there is no need for you to teach me." , hum, not cute at all."

Jiang Ningzhuo has been cold since he was a child. Few of his peers dare to talk to him like this. Jiang's parents laughed when they saw this, which made Jiang Ningzhuo very embarrassed.

The little face was puffed up, and he said angrily: "You are cute, you are cute, and you know nothing about being cute."

When I was a teenager, I couldn't even say a few choking words.

"Eat your rice, master!" Lu Hanzhou jumped off the stool and took the rice grains from Jiang Ningzhuo's lips.

Jiang Ningzhuo immediately blushed and couldn't say a word.

After that, Lu Hanzhou will enroll in Fengzong.

Even if he knows that he has provoked Jiang Ningzhuo countless times and should avoid it, he will inevitably meet him at the dinner table.

Lu Hanzhou has a good memory, and he never forgot the embarrassing things when he was a child. He stared at Jiang Ningzhuo the whole time, just like before, catching his rice grains falling out or sticking to him, so that he could laugh at him.

But he didn't stand a chance.Jiang Ningzhuo is such a rigorous person, he will not make the same mistake a second time, but Lu Hanzhou concentrates on watching him, eats his face, and makes the brothers around him laugh.

Just when he was about to leave in shame and indignation, Jiang Ningzhuo grabbed his arm, reached out and took the rice off his face, put it on his lips and bit it, and said, "Hanzhou eat well, don't leave anything behind." .”

This action caused a commotion around.

Lu Hanzhou had a thin skin, so he felt embarrassed immediately, and he ate very peacefully after that.

The past was playing in front of his eyes like a horse watching flowers, and Lu Hanzhou, who was nestled at the foot of the bed, smiled softly.

Now the two of them won't fight over this one grain of rice, Jiang Ningzhuo feeds him one mouthful at a time, and he is completely used to it.

Just as he was indulging in the past, a few people ran past the window, and their painful roars pulled Lu Hanzhou back to his senses.

The cold all over his body rushed over again, and he didn't need to look to know what kind of tragedy was happening outside.

The smile on his lips slowly fell, and he remembered that he was the culprit of all this.

Lu Hanzhou reached out and took off the mask, the look on his face was gone forever.The look of dull eyes and chapped lips would feel strange to him if he saw it by himself.

In the past three days, no one came to look for him, and no familiar aura even approached the cabin.Of course, it's also possible that he didn't feel it at all.

He thought about it countless times, did the senior brother not want him anymore, otherwise why would he be locked up here and not come to see him for so long.

After all, they were arguing before he passed out.

But as for the reason for the quarrel, after thinking about it, Lu Hanzhou felt that he was locked up here to protect him.Maybe the outside world is so busy that no one cares about looking for him.

The purpose of his initiative that night was to make Jiang Ningzhuo a little rougher and leave him with a little pain for him to remember.But Jiang Ningzhuo was too gentle, he couldn't bear it at all.

He can't feel any aura related to Jiang Ningzhuo now, and he is actually a little uneasy.He misses Jiang Ningzhuo, he misses it very much, he likes Jiang Ningzhuo very much.

The straw beside the bed was moldy and spotted, and Lu Hanzhou felt that he was going to be moldy too.

"Wait another ten seconds, I'll leave if you don't come." Tears blurred Lu Hanzhou's eyes.

He had no shoes on, and his feet were folded together, curled up and looking very disturbed.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

The counting sound became smaller and weaker, and the rhythm became slower and slower.

The last "one" was dragged on for a long time, until he used up all of it in one breath, and nothing changed.

With a "squeak", Lu Hanzhou got out of bed and pushed open the door of the cabin.A fishy wind slipped in, it was the smell of corruption.

The plants in front of them began to rot, and there were several corpses lying on the rocks not far away. They seemed to have ended their short lives before they had finished speaking.

The freshness of this world is constantly disappearing.

Seeing the miserable situation in front of him, Lu Hanzhou's heart suddenly became very quiet, and he made a firm choice in his heart.

He didn't want to die, but there was no way.

He had already died once in the fire three years ago, and he died again when he passed through the book.Surviving now is indeed a fluke.

Of course he could live on.

But the education that his parents had been obsessed with since he was a child did not allow him to be alone.Most importantly, he didn't want this tragedy to affect Jiang Ningzhuo one day, he would go crazy just thinking of that scene.

No matter how powerful Jiang Chen's barrier was, it couldn't stop the owner of the Wanxiang Pavilion.

In the early spring, the wind was strong, and Lu Hanzhou didn't wrap up his thin clothes tightly. He sighed and began to support his body and walk forward step by step.

He stretched out his hand and scratched his finger, the skin is now so fragile that a fingernail would scratch it lightly.

Drop by drop of blood dripped on the road he walked, and the blood fell into the soil and suddenly a red flower grew, which was the power produced by the last blood of Yuan Ning.

Only in this way, even if Jiang Ningzhuo came to stop him before he walked to the Zhaoling Platform, he couldn't stop him.

The unknown people around recognized Lu Hanzhou and knew that the spiritual porridge a few days before Fengzong had something to do with him. Seeing the blood dripping, they rushed to the ground like crazy to grab and eat those flowers.

But that was only the last life of Lu Hanzhou.

Blood flowers bloomed one after another behind him, and Lu Hanzhou dragged his body slowly towards the Zhaoling Terrace.

……

Everyone was too busy to take care of themselves, even the masters of Fengzong and Master Qingti no longer had the energy to control Jiang Maojin, who was making troubles in Zhaolingtai every day, and began to concentrate on healing his own disciples.

Jiang Chen was hanging from a tree at his last breath, Tengman strangled him tighter and tighter, everyone was asking him where Jiang Ningzhuo was, but he would rather bite his tongue to bleed and not say a word, even Master Qing Ti couldn't do anything about him.

Zhaolingtai is now like a vegetable market in the human world, there is no threshold at all, everyone can enter.

The black lines on Jiang Maojin's body are getting deeper and deeper. Although his life is being consumed all the time, the mysterious power of the Confused Realm can actually reduce the influence of spiritual power dissipation on him.

At this moment, he was injured and became the most comfortable person in the audience.

"The southern suburbs offer sacrifices to the sky, and the northern suburbs offer sacrifices to the land. All grains are scattered, and the house is full of good fortune. Oh, I don't know if these are enough." Jiang Maojin clicked his tongue and scratched his head, looking worried at the blood on his fingertips.

No one could figure out his thoughts. He fiddled with strange things at the Zhaoling Terrace and arranged a lot of strange formations. He even found a large bronze furnace and placed it not far from the Zhaoling Terrace. Flames are burning.

His serious appearance made him even more crazy.

There are a lot of monks, people, demons, and demons around, but no one dares to provoke him.

Jiang Maojin dug a ditch around the Zhaoling Terrace, and muddy blood mixed with soil dripped into it, making the black liquid flowing inside glow with bursts of light.

While doing this, he looked up at the dots of the starry sky, as if he was aligning himself with the stars, and after thinking twice, he put a few drops of blood on other places.

Just as the last drop of blood fell, the crowd who were still making voices suddenly fell silent, and slowly moved away to the two sides, leaving a path in the middle.

"Hey, you're here! I knew you would come!" Jiang Maojin looked at the visitor, pretending to be enthusiastic and said, "Look, look, the sacrificial formation I prepared for you is considerate and perfect. There will be absolutely no mistakes, and it is guaranteed to die if you enter."

The flames of the bronze cauldron buzzed behind him, and only then did people realize what he was doing.

Jiang Maojin didn't know Lu Hanzhou well, but he knew that he would definitely come.

Lu Hanzhou, who was standing at the end of the crowd, smiled wryly, "Thank you."

The frequency of blood dripping from his fingertips was getting slower and slower, and his whole body was strangely pale.If someone touches him, he will be frightened by his extremely low body temperature.

"The Lu family didn't do what happened back then." Lu Hanzhou walked slowly towards the Zhaoling Terrace, his tone was weak, but he still wanted to make it clear in front of everyone, "The Lu family will never kill. What I want to say is that the hatred you rely on is all fake, Jiang Maojin, all fake!"

He wants to expose Jiang Maojin's righteousness and Lingran's pretense and that despicable hatred!

As expected, Jiang Maojin was poked in pain, and immediately dodged in front of him, strangling his neck.

Now he can easily lift the owner of the Wanxiang Pavilion, and said with a vicious smile: "Shut up! Does it matter? Lu Hanzhou, you are going to die if you are true or false. What is the use of pursuing these? I There is an altar prepared for you, as long as you jump in, it will all be over."

Lu Hanzhou didn't fight back, he didn't have the strength to fight back.

He forced a smile, and suddenly a ray of flames burst out from his fingertips, surrounding the Zhaoling Terrace, separating everyone from him and Jiang Maojin.

The flames are pitifully small, but they are resentment after all, and they still work.

"So you don't want to accept it?" Lu Hanzhou continued provocatively, "The ridiculous thing is that you can't recognize yourself at all. What you believe in is nothingness. For so many years, you have been supported by a thought that doesn't exist."

"Where are you going, Lu Hanzhou?" Jiang Maojin stared at him, "Now everyone here is watching a show, and no one is coming to save you, you know that people's hearts are selfish, and they want you to die. Even Jiang Ning Zhuo, now I don’t know where to stay and hide from the disaster.”

His last sentence could have hurt Lu Hanzhou, but Lu Hanzhou was very alert to catch Jiang Chen who was suffering.

He was sure that Jiang Ningzhuo was not someone who would run away, let alone leave any of them behind.

Lu Hanzhou laughed even louder, with a demonic aura, "Then what I believe in is at least true. My parents taught me to save people, and your parents made you kill people."

"Who did I kill!" Enraged, Jiang Maojin dragged him to the bronze tripod for a moment and held him down.

The fire in the cauldron burned Lu Hanzhou's hair, and he actually felt warm at this moment, because his body temperature was really too low.

The strong collision made Lu Hanzhou, who was already weak, cough up blood. The anger in his eyes remained undiminished, and he said word by word: "There are more than a hundred people in the Lu family of Taohuamen, Master Jiang Yilan, who was named Zongzong, and there may be more People, all die by your hand."

"So what." Jiang Maojin had given up arguing with him.

Lu Hanzhou tugged at his arm and said, "Let go. I won't run."

Jiang Maojin let go of him with a smile, "You can't run away either."

Under the gaze of the crowd, Lu Hanzhou walked up the steps and stood in front of the bronze tripod, every step was extremely difficult.

He is heading towards death.

Everyone held their breath, Jiang Chen was hanging on the tree, weeping and trying to say something, but he couldn't speak with his tongue at all, and he couldn't stop Lu Hanzhou.

Lu Hanzhou looked at the crowd off the field through the flames, and straightened his clothes without haste.

Perhaps Zhao Lingtai sensed his breath, and trembled behind him.

His body was already overloaded, and he looked at the distant entrance through the heat wave. After waiting for a long time, he still didn't come.

But it's okay if you don't come, so you don't have to be sad.And he must be very embarrassed today, he doesn't want Jiang Ningzhuo to see himself like this.

Jiang Maojin became impatient, "I don't mind helping you."

Lu Hanzhou encouraged himself for three days without Jiang Maojin's help.

He turned around and faced the Zhaoling Terrace. He thought he would think a lot and complain, but he realized that his mind was empty.

Nothing but Jiang Ningzhuo.

In the next life, he will definitely see Jiang Ningzhuo, teasing him, become his junior, and be with him again...

With a sound of "boom", the flames rose ten feet high, and Jiang Maojin's crazy laughter came.

Lu Hanzhou fell into the flames of the bronze tripod, and the Zhaoling Terrace began to run rapidly with a loud buzzing sound.Jiang Maojin didn't lie, this formation really didn't go wrong at all.

"Do not!!!!!"

When Lu Hanzhou fell halfway back, there was a heart-piercing cry from a distance.

However, after Jiang Ningzhuo had been working for so many days, the recovery of mortal spiritual power was too slow. When he rushed over, he only grabbed a piece of clothing, which was still burning in the lingering flames.

There is nothing left.

Lu Hanzhou heard Jiang Ningzhuo's voice, and before he completely burst into flames, he finally pulled out a knowing smile from his chapped lips.

See, his senior brother won't abandon him.

The cracks in the Zhaoling Platform began to close slowly, and the suffering suffered by everyone turned into bits and pieces, floating in the air, and slowly flowing into those cracks.

Colorful brilliance appeared in the sky, and the surrounding Berlin sprung up and regrown, and soon became luxuriant.

When a spring rain falls, hundreds of flowers bloom suddenly.

The fire spread, and the soul of Zhaolingtai returned to his hometown.

People should have cheered in this situation, but no one dared to say a word when everyone looked at Jiang Ningzhuo lying beside the bronze tripod.

A teleportation formation suddenly appeared next to the gap, and Kun Beast, who was lying on the side and crying with all his might, suddenly got up, rushed over to hold Ling Ning in Jiang Ningzhuo's arms, and jumped into the transmission formation.

Baizhe cried even louder.

The Kun beast follows the master and connects with Lu Hanzhou's five senses, and it does not want to live alone.

Jiang Ningzhuo knelt and slid over those stone slabs, which made the injury on his knee worse. He didn't shed tears, but just stared blankly at the fire in the bronze tripod, which had nothing left.

The scales of love that Lu Hanzhou left to Jiang Ningzhuo saved his life in the loose sea.He and Lu Hanzhou Linghai have long been inseparable from each other, and the grievances left by the other party cannot hurt him.

But he was running so fast, why was he only one step short?

Han Zhou, why don't you want to wait for me a little longer?

The hands covered with frostbite began to tremble slightly, and no one knew what kind of pain he was enduring at this time.

All the wounds on Jiang Maojin's body were also healed. Looking at the stunned crowd in front of him, he almost went crazy and said, "Congratulations! You don't have to die anymore! The spiritual power of the Lingtai has regained its balance!"

The cracks in the Zhaoling Terrace slowly closed, and his connection with Zhao Lingai was also forced to be severed.

After a few minutes of being unhappy, there was a sound of flesh and blood being pierced.

Jiang Maojin lowered his head and saw the black dagger stuck in his waist and abdomen.

It turned out that this thing was in Jiang Ningzhuo's hands.

The blade of the Confused Realm met the flesh and blood of Jiang Maojin, who had lost his promise, as if alive, and began to gouge into his flesh like maggots, very excited.

Jiang Maojin spat out a large amount of blood in the air.

"Are you happy? Keep being happy!" Jiang Ningzhuo was bloodshot all over the place, and he squeezed hard on the hand holding the dagger, and even poured his pure spiritual power into the knife, "Obviously I can live, obviously I have found it There is a way, but why are you guys unwilling to wait a bit?"

The words silenced the crowd.

Jiang Ningzhuo's tone was full of desperation, but the threat was in everyone's ears, "Hanzhou is a sacrifice for you. He is for everyone, has everyone ever done it for him? You just want him to die, righteousness is lingering, but If it were you, would you be willing? Are you satisfied now? Happy? But I am not happy!!! "

As long as someone is willing to stop Han Zhou, the tragedy will not happen.

The oppressive feeling of the suzerain made people feel suffocated, and the huge venue was full of spring, and no one dared to make a sound except for the crying of Baizhe.

The dense spring rain wet Jiang Ningzhuo's hair, his eyes were full of ruthlessness, even Master Qingti and his parents who rushed to the scene did not dare to say a word.

"The world is peaceful, isn't it?"

Jiang Ningzhuo stabbed the dagger back and forth in Jiang Maojin's body several times before drawing it out.Jiang Maojin fell forward, his face was full of unwillingness, but the corners of his mouth kept whimpering and bleeding, and there was no way out.

The dagger stained with black blood pointed at the crowd, Jiang Ningzhuo laughed like crazy: "No, I don't want you to pay, I want all of you to die and go to Hanzhou to be buried with you!"

The last sentence resounded through the sky.

Jiang Ningzhuo's hair began to turn white, and his eyes were full of killing intent.

Everyone took a step back, they didn't know who would be the next Jiang Maojin.

At this moment, with a "buzz", there was movement in the Zhaoling Terrace.

Jiang Ningzhuo turned his head without thinking.

I saw a blue teleportation array suddenly appearing in front of Zhaolingtai. Before everyone could react, the two-person Kun Beast jumped out with a corpse in its mouth and stopped right in front of Jiang Ningzhuo.

It spit out lightly and put the person on the ground.

Seeing that familiar face, Jiang Ningzhuo almost wept with joy, and shouted: "Han Zhou!"

Kun Beast stopped him from moving.

It seemed to be in great pain, because the stars began to radiate from its body, rushing towards Lu Hanzhou and blending in.

Everyone held their breath, because they didn't know what was going on. After all, they just watched Lu Hanzhou die just a moment ago.

"What... what's going on?" Jiang Ningzhuo looked at Kun Beast, with a little joy in his tone, Han Zhou had hope.

Kun Beast wailed and groaned for a long time, but unfortunately no one understood. He choked with tears and said: "Kun Beast and Pavilion Master are connected with five senses. Now that there is Lingning, as long as one is not dead, the other will have a way to survive."

This may also be the reason why Lu Hanzhou had to bring the Kun Beast with him before turning it into an embroidery.

Kun Beast spat out the Lingning that was in its mouth, and Lingning went to Lu Hanzhou's side almost without hesitation, tried it for a long time, and then burrowed into his Baihui acupoint.Kun Beast rolled on the ground in pain, they moved to the grass next to it, at least it could be softer.

Half a day passed.

Under everyone's gaze, Lu Hanzhou moved his fingertips.

Jiang Ningzhuo was pleasantly surprised by this discovery.

Everyone thought that after half a day, he would never get up again. He was pressed down viciously by Wanzhang Fuling, and there was no possibility of him surviving.

Even Zhao Lingtai began to inject spiritual power into it on its own, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea.

But now there is a reaction!

Lu Hanzhou fell into a mess, his clear altar was cracked inch by inch under the coercion, he felt that the world was crazily demanding greedily from him, and he could not refuse but accept, as if someone blocked him Q.

But just when this feeling lasted until he felt that he was about to die, the reality of lying on the ground came, and his eyelids also gained strength.

He desperately opened it slowly.

The spring rain had just passed halfway, and Lu Hanzhou's face was smeared with fresh mud, and his fingers embedded in the mud were also stained with blood.But in such a state of embarrassment, he heard a cold boat.

Jiang Ningzhuo didn't dare to move him, knelt beside him, calling Han Zhou over and over again.

These words have awakened Lu Hanzhou countless times.

He opened his eyes and saw a familiar face under his hazy vision.It was Jiang Ningzhuo who was reaching out to him, he wanted to stand up, he wanted to put his hand in Jiang Ningzhuo's hand.

It took Lu Hanzhou a long time to have the strength to support his body. He felt that this body was different from before, spotless.

Against the backdrop of the sky full of fire behind him, Jiang Ningzhuo smiled and extended his hand to Lu Hanzhou.The hand hidden behind the back trembled slightly, but the one stretched out was steady and strong.

Lu Hanzhou stared at the watery light in his black pupils, the corners of his mouth curled into a straight line.

He felt a numbness around his heart, and he used all his strength to prop himself up halfway.Then, he put his hand up gently.

Asked: "Am I not dead?"

The crowd who had been silent for a long time began to cheer.

Jiang Ningzhuo held his hand tightly and pulled him over to kiss him without hesitation.

Lu Hanzhou's heart was beating so fast, he felt strands of power gathering and congealing, his body was no longer that bottomless pit.

After confirming countless times, he finally kissed Jiang Ningzhuo back with peace of mind.

Under the Zhaoling Platform, there was continuous drizzle.

The sky is clear and the earth is clear, and a lover will finally have something to entrust.