White Moonlight Rescue System [Quick Transmigration]

"Too much deceit." Yun Xiao's eyes darkened, and he said.

Lin Ce remained silent, and from the eyes of others, he looked dull.His demeanor was cold, his black eyes didn't fluctuate at all, and he didn't seem to care.

But only Lin Ce knew that he was trying his best to hold his face at this moment, not to let his emotions show.

After Lin Langjun sat down, he glanced around with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and finally his eyes fell on Xuan Hao. Seeing that Xuan Hao had also noticed him, he held up a paper fan to cover the corners of his slightly raised mouth.

Everyone around knew that Lin Langjun was arrogant and conceited, but he did not expect that he would come to Hanyunzong to attend the meeting alone.For a moment, his thoughts were complicated, and he looked at him with a bit of inquiry.

At this time, the two foreign sect disciples who were fighting each other were fighting fiercely. Lin Ce looked at it face to face, but silently calculated the time for Xuan Hao to play in his heart.

Finally, one of the disciples knocked down the opponent's sword, and the competition ended. After the two left the field, everyone in the field waited with bated breath, tacitly knowing what would happen next.

Xuan Hao walked out of the crowd slowly, and everyone's eyes fell on him involuntarily.

Lin Langjun put away his folding fan with a "snap", got up and walked to the field.

[System, I don't know why, I'm so nervous. 】

Lin Ce's eyes closely followed the two people on the field, for fear of missing a small move.

Seeing that the two had just met the ceremony with their hands together, it was too late to say it, Lin Langjun violently raised his long sword and attacked Xuan Hao, and the outsiders couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw this.

Xuan Hao's face did not change, and he used his sword to pick up the incoming sword's edge without any haste. Lin Langjun's face turned cold, and he appeared behind him, making a sword formula, and saw that the sword body turned into countless sword lights , and hit him with a strong wind.

The hearts of all the people present were in their throats, and their tense bodies could not help but lean forward.

Xuan Hao looked at the swiftly attacking sword energy, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared, he held up the long sword and quickly resisted, the sound of the sword whistling could be heard endlessly, which only dazzled people.

When the sword energy disappeared, Lin Langjun looked again and found that Xuan Hao had disappeared in place, his expression changed slightly, he turned around and made a block, the two swords collided and made a crisp sword sound, sure enough Xuan Hao appeared at some point behind.

Lin Langjun's complexion began to become a little dignified, and he seemed to be planning to get serious, but he saw his strange movements, holding a long sword and wrestling with Xuan Hao, and the fight was inseparable for a while.

Suddenly, the sword in Lin Langjun's hand turned the other way, and pierced Xuan Hao's gate of life with a strong wind.

A trace of hesitation flashed in Xuan Hao's eyes. Seeing that the sword edge glowing with cold light was about to hit him, he still didn't dodge in the end, and stood there upright.

At the moment when the sword edge was about to stab Xuan Hao, it suddenly stopped advancing.

"You lost." Lin Langjun said slowly.

There was an uproar all around, and the elders on the stage all looked at each other, seeing embarrassment in each other's eyes.

Xuan Hao didn't seem to care, and there was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which made Lin Ce very angry.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Hao would choose to hide his strength, so that he could temporarily avoid the edge, and secondly, he would embarrass Han Yunzong.

Lin Langjun put away the sword casually, looked at Lin Ce above with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Han Yunzong, that's all."

Yun Xiao on the side immediately changed his face when he said this, this Lin Langjun is really arrogant, the Cangji sect sent him here to make trouble.

Suddenly he noticed something strange about Lin Ce beside him, and turned his head slightly, only to see Lin Ce standing up slowly, and said coldly, "I'll fight with you."

The clear voice that seemed to be carrying the frost clearly entered the ears of everyone present.

Yun Xiao's complexion changed drastically, how could he be so nonsense, he is the master of a sect, how could he compete with the younger generation, even if he won, he would make others laugh, saying that Han Yunzong couldn't afford to lose, and bullied the younger with the big.

On the field, Xuan Hao frowned slightly, and saw the white-robed young man in the stands, with his toes slightly on tiptoe, flying towards the field, his white robe being rustled by the wind.

After standing still, he could clearly see his handsome features, his expression was dull, and there was a coolness between his brows, giving people a feeling that he could only be seen from a distance and not be played with.

"Let's make a move." Lin Ce sacrificed the long sword Qinghe, the cold blade glowed with cold light, and pointed directly at Lin Langjun.

Lin Langjun's sultry peach blossom eyes drooped slightly, concealing a glimmer of gloom flashing inside.

The two jumped into the air at the same time, their swords collided, and bursts of sparks flew out. Lin Langjun raised his sword to hold Lin Ce's sword, but leaned in front of Lin Ce, blinked his peachy eyes at him, and said in a playful tone: " The suzerain looks really good-looking."

I should be glad that I said this in a low voice, and no one in the field heard it, otherwise it would cause a big mess.

Seeing that Lin Ce's pupils shrank sharply and his face turned colder, he pointed his sword at Lin Langjun and said expressionlessly, "If you keep talking nonsense, I will make it impossible for you to speak again."

Lin Langjun snorted and disapproved.

The outsiders saw the two fighting together, which made people dazzled and thrilled.

Just as the two were fighting hard, Lin Ce suddenly stopped his hands when he heard someone screaming outside the arena.

At some point, many monks in black robes lurked in the crowd. They wore hideous ghost masks, and thick black mist surrounded them. I don't know what kind of evil technique it is. The rest of them were in a daze amidst the black mist. At the mercy of others.

"It's a magician!"

"That attire...is the devil's person!"

Several sect elders in the stands exclaimed, as if recalling some terrible scene, their faces were ashen.

"Ah!" Daidan felt her legs go weak, seeing the black-robed Moxiu approaching her, she was frightened and ran with all her strength, stumbled towards Xuan Hao who was beside her.

Seeing that it was getting closer, Dai Dan stretched out her hand to Xuan Hao, and if she was saved, the elder brother would definitely save herself.

Xuan Hao was unmoved, Dai Dan looked at his face suspiciously, and couldn't help being taken aback.

"Master...Brother?" She murmured.

On Xuan Hao's face was an expression he had never seen before, the eyes looking like ants, made her feel pitiful and pathetic.

Just when she was in despair, there was a muffled hum from behind her.

Turning around and looking, I saw a cold-faced young man in white robe pull out the long sword pierced in Moxiu's body, and blood spurted out instantly.

"Sect Master!" Dai Dan was overjoyed after being stunned.

Lin Ce nodded to signal her to leave quickly, and after she left, he looked at Xuan Hao, feeling complicated in his heart, presumably these demon cultivators were his subordinates, this man really had a deep scheming mind.

Suddenly Lin Ce shook his body, his breath became a little disordered, presumably because of the black mist, he put the sword behind him, pulled up the sword and looked straight at his own Xuan Hao, and said coldly: "Go quickly."

Xuan Hao was slightly taken aback, looking at the hands holding him, his expression was a little dazed.

Lin Ce dragged Xuan Hao through the black mist, suddenly felt a chill behind him, turned around and saw two black-robed demon cultivators attacking them with sharp swords in their hands.

Lin Ce felt weak all over, so he pulled Xuan Hao behind him with all his strength, held his sword to break the attack of one person, but the other magician aimed at the hole and stabbed Lin Ce's lower abdomen, Lin Ce's pupils shrank, unable to dodge in time, suddenly I just felt a stabbing pain in my lower abdomen.

Xuan Hao, who was behind him, saw that he was injured, and couldn't help but his face darkened.

Lin Ce slowly pulled out the sword, blood trickled from his fingers, it was shocking to see.

He felt that his vision was beginning to blur, and his figure couldn't help shaking.

Xuan Hao stretched out his hand to support him who was about to fall, looking at the person in his arms, his eyes darkened.

Probably because of the coma, Lin Ce lost his cold temperament that was difficult to get close to at ordinary times, his complexion turned pale, and his brows were furrowed tightly, which made people feel pity involuntarily.

Xuan Hao's hand caressed his face, without raising his eyelids, he said in a deep voice, "Get lost."

Seeing this, the two demon cultivators looked at each other, then retreated slowly.

Fortunately, the black mist shrouded it, and others couldn't see the scene clearly, otherwise they would be shocked.

Xuan Hao leaned close to Lin Ce's ear who was in a coma, and said softly.

"Master, you can't die yet, you still owe me a lot."

Lin Ce felt that feeling came again.

He opened his eyes and found himself standing on a piece of scorched land, which seemed to be a village, but it was more appropriate to call it hell at this time.

There are piles of corpses all around, exuding a strong rotten smell, and there are vultures making creepy calls on the dead trees, which is a desolate scene.

After a brief panic, Lin Ce understood that this must be the scene the system wanted him to see. If he guessed correctly, Xuan Hao was nearby.

Lin Ce raised his eyes and searched for the figure. Suddenly, his eyes focused, and he saw a young man in white robe slowly walking from a distance.

The young man is handsome and cold, with a layer of frost covering his brows, holding a long sword, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the sky.

Who else is it not Yun Xu?

I saw him walking slowly behind a collapsed beam. Lin Ce couldn't see the back in this direction, so he hurriedly moved away. When he saw the scene behind, he was slightly taken aback.

There were several corpses piled up behind the beams, and a little boy in black hid beside them.

The boy has a delicate appearance and fair skin, but there are a few bloodstains on his face, and a pair of bottomless black eyes are staring straight at the person in front of him.

Yun Xu frowned slightly, sheathed his sword, looked the boy up and down, and said coldly, "Who else has been here?"

The boy's eyelashes drooped slightly and he remained silent.

Seeing this, Yun Xu was impatient and wanted to lift the boy up, touching his wrist with his fingertips, his face changed slightly.

"He's a good seedling." Yun Xu lowered his wrist and said slowly, "Will you come with me?"

The boy raised his head, those dark eyes stared at him for a moment.

"Are you willing?" Yun Xu rarely repeated.

The boy lowered his head and stared at his unstained white robe. He didn't know what he was thinking, but when he heard Yun Xu's questioning, he slowly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a strange arc.

"I am willing."

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