After shrinking, I bent my foe [Cultivation]

"If you want to save her, go and kill a few people."

"it is good."

"You don't even ask who it is?"

Gu Zijin raised his eyebrows, looked down at Yin Jianjun who was kneeling on the ground, his gaze paused slightly on the person in her arms, and he couldn't help but curled his lips into a low smile.

Yin Changle's face was expressionless, his eyebrows and eyes were calm, as if he had never heard her mocking laughter.

It was as if... the person who was kneeling on the ground covered in wind and snow and in a panic was not her.

She just stared at the person in her arms with lowered eyes, transmitting spiritual power for Xu Changhuan non-stop, without any emotion in her eyes.

"Well, who is it?"

"Ping Jinlin from Medicine King Valley, Lin Ruyue from Sword Sect, and... Dao Qing from Loose Cultivation Alliance."

Gu Zijin narrowed his eyes, folded his chest and smiled and said each name.

Yin Changle's eyes froze, and he pursed his lips slightly.

These... are all well-known figures in the righteous way.

She was already accused of murdering her fellow disciples and colluding with the demon clan for no reason. If she killed these people again... there would be no turning back in the future.

There is no return date on this road.

"These people look at the scenery, but in fact they do a lot of nasty things behind their backs. If you don't believe me, Lord Jian, you can check it yourself."

"I really can't stand it, so I asked Sword Lord to take action."

The woman suddenly changed into that weak and innocent face again, speaking righteously, circling Yin Changle with her hands behind her back, and humming softly.

"Since you want me to let her go, you have to give something real."

"So, can Lord Sword fulfill his wish?"

Can you wish?

Yin Changle closed his eyes, all the beautiful pictures and scenes flashed in his mind.

She was originally an abandoned baby thrown on the street, but it was Xu Changhuan who carried her back when she was young.

It is because of his excellent bones that he was accepted as a closed disciple by the ancestors of Tianxuanmen.It's a pity that the ancestor has been in seclusion all year round, and Yin Changle has never met Yin Changle until today.

Her infancy, her youth, and her growing up step by step until now...

They were all accompanied by Xu Changhuan.

This is a close friend, but also a close family member who loves brothers and sisters.

It's her...sister.

"...What exactly do you want?"

Yin Changle carefully hugged the person in his arms, propped himself up and stood up slowly.There was not much spiritual power left in her body, and the scars and blood all over her body could not dissipate. The severe pain on the scars and the powerlessness brought about by the lack of spiritual power made her stagger unknowingly after standing up.

"That can't be said."

Gu Zijin shook his head slightly and stared at her playfully.

"But you can put people here with me first."

She raised her eyebrows and told Yu Yin Changle kindly.

"No need."

Yin Changle lowered his eyes, stretched out his fingertips and carefully wiped away the snowflakes that accidentally fell on Xu Changhuan's face, never looked at her again, and only flatly rejected Gu Zijin without hesitation.

She couldn't maintain her spiritual power a little bit, so much so that the spiritual power shield was barely there.

It hurt Chang Huan.

Elder Xu probably had never been so embarrassed before, Yin Changle thought so, his eyebrows softened slightly, and his lips moved slightly.

"Xu Changhuan is dying. If you don't put me here, how can I treat her?"

Gu Zijin asked with a smile.

Yin Changle frowned slightly when he heard the words, raised his eyes to stare at her for a while, and finally withdrew his eyes, and said coldly:

"Let's make a contract."

She had no time to delay anything.

Gu Zijin wasn't annoyed at all, and didn't respond much to her vigilance, and even followed her words to make a contract.

[Yin Changle's luck is much stronger than Xu Changhuan's. 】

[You are not at a loss. 】

The conscious man smiled softly.

【nature. 】

Gu Zijin narrowed his eyes as Yin Jianjun, who was once revered and sought after by everyone, staggered down the cold and snowy land step by step, his eyes paused on the long sword at her waist.

Why bother?

She was inexplicably sympathetic.

【But... you really know how to cure Xu Changhuan? 】

【How can I spit back what I ate? 】

Gu Zijin sneered.

[It's just that Yin Changle voluntarily came to replace Xu Changhuan, and after this encounter, her luck has also faintly declined, and it's easier to absorb it. 】

The luck of a person is indeed unique, something that is born with it.

But this one thing is not always connected with the host fit.

She picked Xu Changhuan to attack that day, precisely because Yin Changle somehow had a layer of terrifying power suppressing and preventing her spiritual power from invading.Even after she had planned to drive people out of the sect and let her be hunted down by the righteous way, the connection between Yin Changle's luck and the host did not change much.

In fact, if you really compare it, Xu Changhuan's luck is far inferior to Yin Changle's.

[But I didn't expect that she would come to the door by herself. 】

Gu Zijin sneered and mocked endlessly.

She casually glanced at the woman who was wrapped in spiritual power and hung in mid-air, moved her fingertips slightly, and then dragged the spiritual power membrane back to her residence here.

The waning moon is like blood, eerie and devouring.

Snapped.

Another corpse fell in a pool of blood, its eyes were tightly open, its face was ferocious, and it would not rest in peace.

The woman in the black robe and hood held the long sword in one hand, and covered the bloody wound on her abdomen with the other, with her back slightly bent.The robe was covered with large and small sword marks, and it was in tatters.Those cold eyes were still stained with murderous intent, and the blood was deeply stained on the lips.

Suddenly, the faint noise coming from a distance caused her eyes to move slightly, and she turned around and stepped away, resisting the fishy smell in her throat.But just when she was about to walk out of this enchantment, the long arrow piercing the sky behind her mercilessly pierced into her left shoulder, making the woman's face paler, but she never looked back, only gritted her teeth and continued. Tore off a teleportation talisman and teleported to a forest far away from here.

The pouring rain suddenly fell, and Yin Changle's feet were soft, and the wounds all over her body were aching. The sword marks on her abdomen went deep into her dantian, which made her feel that her body was very cold at this moment.She was no longer able to support the spiritual power shield, and was even unable to support the sword. At this time, her figure swayed, and the hood slipped off, revealing the pale and bloodless cheek below.

Her knees were heavy and her eyes were in a trance. She accidentally fell down like that.

The blood under his body spread little by little, and was washed away by the heavy rain and diluted a lot.

Her whole body was wet, her messy hair stuck to her forehead, and the rain covered her eyes, causing her to subconsciously close her eyes, unable to see clearly.

Lin Ruyue of Jianzong, the current elder of Jianzong.

It really lives up to its reputation.

The sword marks on the abdomen were covered with a layer of cold air, which cut through the flesh and spread to the bone marrow.At this moment, the cold air in Yin Changle's body rushed, and his hands and feet were trembling with cold.

It was so painful that she couldn't help but curled up and lay half down on the ground, taking out the few remaining elixir with trembling fingertips, and poured all of it into her mouth.

Only the last one left.

Yin Changle closed his eyes and bowed his head, letting the heavy rain fall on his body, his robe was stained with mud.

Dao Qing of the Loose Cultivation Alliance...

This is... a talisman.

She lay on the ground quietly for a while, and when the pain was adapted to her body and she was able to endure it, she stretched out her fingertips and tightly grasped her somewhat damaged long sword, and stood up little by little.

Only this last one is left.

Yin Changle's eyes were cold, and he looked up at a place in midair expressionlessly.

Talisman cultivator in the mid-Yuanying period.

She walked slowly, even staggeringly, thinking carefully about how to do it.

With only the last one left, Chang Huan will be fine.

Those thoughts were too disturbing, her consciousness was already faint, she had to think of something happy.

Zhengdao is now looking for her everywhere, and everywhere he goes, he can hear everyone's hatred and righteous indignation towards Yin Changle, who is full of evil and murderous.Those unbearable insults were heard by Yin Changle, but it didn't make her feel bad.

Simply because she has a weird and withdrawn personality, she has always disdained to listen to others' evaluations.

Growing so big, Yin Changle only cares about Xu Changhuan alone.

Her Chang Huan would not scold her like that.

Yin Changle pulled up his hood, pinched a clean knife, and walked lightly on this street full of monks, listening to the voices of crusades from the crowd indifferently, thinking in his heart.

Chang Huan knows her best, and he will definitely trust her.

When this matter is over, she will send Chang Huan back to the sect first, and she will have the opportunity to explain to Chang Huan when they meet in the future.

The long sword in the sleeve shook slightly, Yin Changle lowered his eyes, and walked calmly, step by step, to the door of a branch of the Loose Cultivation Alliance, and then showed the spirit card he had stolen, and walked openly went in.

Not long after, the elders of the branch in the Loose Cultivation Alliance were killed, which once again caused a sensation in the entire cultivation world.

A series of three powerful people died in the hands of Yin Changle. At this time, the world of comprehension is really full of wanted orders for her.

After Yin Changle killed everyone, he went to the snowy area non-stop, and saw Xu Changhuan who had a ruddy complexion and a steady breath.

only……

"Why isn't she awake yet?"

Yin Changle frowned, felt the pulse of the woman, and after confirming that the spiritual power in her body was already full, he relaxed his brows slightly.

"I'll wake up in a few days."

Gu Zijin casually glanced at the person in her arms, and replied.

After getting the answer, Yin Changle stopped talking nonsense with her, turned around carefully holding her and walked out of the snowy area.

However, she didn't see it. The moment she turned around, the woman behind her had cold eyes and raised her hand to inject a burst of spiritual power into her body.

Yin Changle didn't realize it, she just hugged Xu Changhuan, hid and avoided all the people chasing and hunting her, and came to the bottom of Tianxuanmen Mountain, then gently placed the woman in the open space at the bottom of the mountain, and snapped her fingers again. With a pinch of spiritual power, it hit the disciple guard at the bottom of the mountain.

She put an invisibility talisman on herself, and hid sideways, until the disciple watching the guard found Xu Changhuan and brought her up, then paused for a moment, turned around and left quietly.

Anyway, it was a big deal.

Yin Changle sighed slightly in his heart, and then he had to face the endless pursuit and insults from the world.

She traveled a long way along the way, and on the way she was chased and killed by the whole righteous way.The bloodstains on his body faded and increased, and almost none of them were good.

This kind of fleeing days will eventually make her exhausted, and the insults will be heard day by day, after all, it will also make her unconsciously angry.

Harm fellow sects, collude with demons, and betray master sects.

She has never committed any of these crimes, which is nonsense.

Kill the righteous elders.

This has been done before. The elders who died under her hands did indeed do countless nasty things behind their backs as Gu Zijin said. The senior of this devil's subordinate?

Yin Changle, dragging his wounds, ran all the way to the northern border, where is the boundary between the human race and the monster race, where humans and monsters live together, and are not under the control of the orthodox sects.

On the way, when she passed a remote town, she was so exhausted that she had to stop for two days.

The guards here are heavily guarded, but there are quite a few monks coming and going on the street.

Yin Changle only had a few spirit stones left, and took this opportunity to buy some elixir for preparation, so that he could put on a mask at night and leave the temporary inn by the lights.

There were the sounds of children playing outside, and the carefree joy made her unable to help but soften her eyes when she heard it.

There was a sudden weight on the leg, Yin Changle stamped his feet, but when he looked down, it was a boy who accidentally bumped into her while laughing with his companions.

She pursed her lips slightly, bent down and gently lifted the child up.

"Thank you sister."

The child's eyes were bright, and he smiled obediently at her.

"……Need not."

Yin Changle squeezed her fingertips and shook her head slightly.

"Sister, I want to eat candied haws."

Not only was the bold child not afraid of her, but after being lifted up by her, he clung to the hem of her clothes and softly begged her for a stranger.

Not afraid of being kidnapped.

Yin Changle thought lightly, followed his gaze and saw a stall selling candied haws not far away.

"I beg my sister~~"

The boy blinked his eyes and smiled at her cleverly and kindly.

Suddenly being hugged on the leg, Yin Changle's body froze, and his lips subconsciously pursed tightly.

Not far away are the child's playmates, laughing and watching them.

After a moment of stalemate, Yin Changle was still defeated by his cute and clever appearance.

Maybe it's been a long time since no one has approached her like this, maybe it's been a long time since no one looked at her with eyes without hostility and disgust.

In the end, she turned around and bought a bunch of candied haws for the child, bent down and handed it to the child.

"...Aren't you afraid of me?"

Yin Changle did not straighten his body for the time being, but still bent slightly and pinched the boy's cheek, asking him this question.

"Why be afraid?"

The boy smiled happily while holding the candied haws, tilting his head to look at her.

"My sister is beautiful and kind-hearted, she is a great person!"

good man?

Yin Changle snorted softly, amused by the out-of-key words.Such a young child really didn't pose any threat to her, so she didn't show much vigilance, and it was rare that she softened a bit.

It's a pity, the next moment, she suddenly opened her eyes wide and took a step back.

The mask on the cheek was torn off by someone.

There was still a smile on the boy's face, and he smiled at her jokingly:

"Sister, let me see your face."

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, someone among the monks suddenly yelled Yin Changle, and then all the swords, swords and talismans were overwhelming her.

Yin Changle didn't mind for a while, he was hit in several places.

The wound on her body has not healed yet, and she barely blocked some attacks when she raised her hand and drew her sword.

From a good man to a traitor to the righteous way that the world despises and kills, it only takes a few moments.

At the last moment, Yin Changle's brows were stained with blood, and when he looked back, the child who was smiling happily at her just now was full of horror.He was still holding that mask in his hand, naive and ignorant of the world, even confused why these people would attack her like this.

The fingertips were frosty, and Yin Changle's eyes became colder, and finally he put down his hand, waved his sword and gritted his teeth to resist several attacks from the guards, and fled away in embarrassment.

Those who can't escape far, the enchantment at the gate of this city has been formed, and there are people searching for her everywhere.

Yin Changle led these people around several times, and finally turned around and hid in a narrow and dirty alley.

The blood on her body was so deep that she had to take a cleansing shot for herself, put on the hood, and sat down slowly against the wall with some loss of strength.

There were two wild dogs lying beside her, all dirty and smelly, barking at her.

Yin Changle closed his eyes enduring the pain and never cared about them.

The beast was quite sensitive, and when it smelled her breath, it dared to stand aside and dare not approach her. After barking for a while, seeing that she didn't move, it nestled back to its original place.

As the sky was about to dawn, a voice suddenly came from beside him.

Yin Changle opened her eyes and looked at her coldly. Her hood blocked most of her face. At this time, the fingertips in her sleeves were pinched together, and the frost condensed, and she was going to kill this woman who was only practicing Qi.

However, in the end she didn't move.

Because something was dropped beside him.

The casual cultivator in a plain short robe looked at her sympathetically, threw down a spirit stone, then shook her head, turned and left.

She recognized her as a roadside beggar, a homeless person.

Yin Changle stared blankly at a low-grade spirit stone that was thrown down by someone, his eyes were straight, and he smiled suddenly as he watched.

She raised one hand to cover most of her face, her whole body was trembling with laughter, and the wound was involved in it, the pain made her unable to touch the wall behind her, but she was still smiling.

If Yin Changle was talking about it at this moment, she should have no sadness in her heart, it was really just a joke and wanted to laugh.Those self-deprecating and ironic emotions spread in her heart little by little, making her laugh uncontrollably, and shook her head with downcast eyes.

It was too ridiculous, and when she held her forehead and was stopped by the astringency in her throat, she realized that her eyes were blurred and filled with mist.

With a slight trembling of the eyelids, teardrops fell down from her eyelashes and landed on her robe, making her fingertips gradually wet.

Yin Changle has never cried a few times since she was born, she never cried when she was scolded by the world, she never cried when she was chased and killed by everyone, and she never shed a tear when she knelt down and begged Gu Zijin.

But now, when she was sitting in this alley with wild dogs and being treated like a beggar for giving, the tears shed did not live up to expectations.

ridiculous.

Yin Changle pursed his lips, let the water mist condense in his eyes, and slightly raised his head against the wall to close his eyes.

She is a little tired.

She wants to see Chang Huan now, and her senior sister will protect her.

Thinking like this, Yin Changle felt very tired.

Not long after, her wish came true.

In the pursuit again, she was forced to the edge of the cliff and had no way to escape.

Then, she saw Xu Changhuan who was thinking in her heart.

Yin Changle supported the hilt of his sword, watching the man walk out from behind the crowd, a bit of light and imperceptible hope could not help but flash in his silent and dark eyes, the corners of his lips were stained with blood, and the fishy smell in his throat was filled This didn't stop her from subconsciously bending her lips towards the man, revealing the blood-stained dimples on her cheeks.

"... Changhuan."

At this moment, she didn't care about the long swords and the eyes that were looking at her with hatred, and staggered a few steps towards Xu Changhuan.

Half of the words were revealed in her lips, but the rest stopped following her steps.

Elder Xu, who was wearing a red and black robe and looked solemn, only glanced at her, then lowered his eyes, and sighed softly:

"Turn back and stay on the shore, Changle."

Not worry, not favoritism, not trust, and never questioned why she was like this.

Xu Changhuan just stood opposite her, persuading her solemnly: ... Turn back and be right.

What are you turning back?

How to turn back?

What is the premise of turning back?

If you want to commit a crime, how can you turn back?

The smile on Yin Changle's lips stiffened inch by inch, and his lips quivered a few times, but he never uttered a word.

The light in the eyes shattered and disappeared.

She clenched the hilt of the sword, and asked her coldly with scarlet eyes: "...you don't believe me?"

"I will always give them justice."

Elder Xu looked straight at her, with a gloomy look on his brows, and sighed softly.

"Changle, follow me back."

She said so.

"go back……"

Yin Changle murmured, and suddenly bent his lips and shook his head and laughed.

"You give them justice..."

She laughed so hard that there was a coldness in her chest.

"You give them justice..."

Who will give me justice?

"Are you going to kill me?"

Yin Changle asked her back with a sneer.

"I don't want to shoot you."

Xu Changhuan avoided her gaze and said in a low voice.

Yin Changle didn't make a sound, she just pulled out the long sword at her waist suddenly.

At the same time, the person opposite her also subconsciously pulled out his long sword.

towards her.

absurd.

Yin Changle's fingertips also started to feel cold, and she carefully looked at the person in front of her over and over again, fearing that it was an imposter created by Zhengdao to confuse the public.

However, over and over again, in the end, the last hope in my heart was shattered in an instant.

Snapped.

The tip of the sword slid down suddenly, cutting off the jade pendant that was always on her waist and never took it off.

Yin Changle stepped back and walked to the edge of the cliff, only one step away from falling.

With fingertips, the frost condensed into a wall, blocking the right path of the group who wanted to drag her back to trial and punishment.

At this moment, my heart has completely calmed down, and I have no more thoughts.

The wind on the edge of the cliff was so bitter that it hurt her whole body.

Someone behind her seemed to be calling her, but it seemed that she had come with a little anxiety.

Yin Changle stood on the edge of the cliff, lowered his head and looked around, turning a deaf ear, his face numb and calm.

She threw away the piece of broken jade like trash, and said to herself: "This jade is broken, you and I are the same."

"I wish Elder Xu Xian. Dao. Heng. Prosperity, Ping. Step. Qing. Yun."

As Yin Changle said, he raised his eyes and glanced at the woman not far away, without any emotion in his eyes.

Then, he turned sideways and jumped down without hesitation.

She has been arrogant and weird since she was a child, and she has always disdained things mixed with impurities.

Xu Changhuan didn't believe that she doubted her, so he gave up.

She is not rare.

Yin Changle thought so, let go of his fingertips, and let himself fall.

Under the cliff is a patch of poisonous ivy growing strangely.

Yin Changle fell from the edge of the cliff, and finally landed on the poisonous vines, and was pierced through the chest by the sharp and terrifying vines in an instant.

Blood gushed out, and his consciousness was blurred.

Although there was some severe pain, it was more numbness and unconsciousness.

Yin Changle half-opened his eyes, tiredness welled up in his mind one by one.

When people are about to die, there will always be some hallucinations.

This is what she saw in the book, and it was verified at this time.

Yin Changle vaguely saw this so-called phantom in front of her eyes, and above her was actually a transparent woman floating, looking at her with red eyes and tears, and opening her arms as if wanting to hug her.

Who cares.

Yin Changle thought vaguely, his dry eye sockets felt sore.

It was clear that her chest was penetrated by poison ivy, but this woman seemed to be in more pain than her.

The fingertips moved slightly, and the last bit of consciousness dissipated.

Yin Changle closed his eyes powerlessly, and the water drops in his eye sockets were unable to fall down.

In midair, there were trembling hands trying to catch them, but phantoms were phantoms after all.Tears penetrated those transparent hands and fell into the dust.

The notorious Yin Changle died here.

Why is the world not happy?