Dressed as a heartthrob cannon fodder husband and wife

"You..." Lin Sijin stared at Sheng Rufei, "You know everything?"

Knowing that she is still so calm, Lin Sijin was about to die of anger, "It doesn't matter if it's me or someone else, you..."

He didn't say clearly what he said later, seeing the corners of Mu Mu's lips tense in front of him, his head was touched gently.

"I'm not completely unconscious, I'm still conscious."

Sheng Rufei touched the young man's head with her fingertips, her eyes were downcast with clear emotions, and she also said that she was not an idiot, and that things in her mind were always simple.

"What does it mean to be conscious?" Lin Sijin was a little dazed, after knowing that Sheng Rufei knew it was him, that's why she reacted, did she also know him...

Knowing that he moved his hand.

Lin Sijin regretted it in an instant, and a thin layer of red appeared at the base of his ears. It turned out that Sheng Rufei did it on purpose, but he was unconscious but not completely unconscious. He couldn't blame Sheng Rufei's head.

It's just reasonable and cheap.

He glared at Sheng Rufei again, Sheng Rufei didn't answer his question, knowing that he had already guessed it, he touched his fingertips inexplicably.

Sheng Rufei raised another question, "He taught you Wu Sheng Sword Intent?"

When asked about the business, Lin Sijin was a little hesitant, he was wondering whether to say something, Sheng Rufei looked behind him through him, as if he could see Fuheng behind him.

In fact, Lin Fuheng did meet Sheng Rufei's eyes, this young man's perception ability is very strong, it seems that he intends to hold him accountable.

Seeing that Lin Sijin hesitated, Lin Fuheng still protected him, he was very satisfied, and touched the boy's head with his fingertips.

"Just tell him straight up."

Lin Sijin said "oh", he said to Sheng Rufei, "Fu Heng taught me."

A shadow fell from Sheng Rufei's eyelashes, and he said after a while, "I have a way to meet him, just ask him if he would like to meet me."

"I have something to ask him."

Lin Sijin wanted to say that there was no need to send a message, Fuheng could hear it, and he was a little curious about what Sheng Rufei wanted to say to Fuheng.

Without waiting for him to ask, Fu Heng showed his figure, still showing a cold and dignified temperament, with a bit of strength.It is clearly the same face, but it is exactly like two people with Lin Sijin.

Lin Fuheng can transform into a figure as long as he wants, and now he appears in front of Sheng Rufei.

Seeing that identical face, Sheng Rufei only had a flash of understanding in his eyes, and he was not too surprised.

"Tell me something?" Lin Fuheng opened his mouth, and glanced at the waste snack who was joining in the fun, and the barrier automatically separated, separating the little waste snack from the outside.

Lin Sijin was a little unhappy, he patted the enchantment, and he wouldn't let him listen to what these two people said, he was going to be curious to death.

"Fuheng, why are you doing this?"

Lin Fuheng's eyes fell on the young man opposite, who was sitting upright, and it took him a long time before he said, "Why do you want to teach him Wusheng sword intent?"

This question, Lin Sijin asked, had a completely different meaning from Sheng Rufei's.

Lin Fuheng glanced at the red line on the side of Sheng Rufei's wrist, the soul contract was made by Feng Rugao, and Feng Rugao really had good intentions.

"Everything started because of him. If he is still unarmed and finally falls into Shou Que's hands, he will only be slaughtered."

"As for you..." Lin Fuheng said in a cold voice, "Do you think you can protect him?"

"That is the love debt he owed 1000 years ago, and he has to pay it back by himself."

Although Lin Fuheng has never appeared before, and as a remnant soul, he has lost most of his memory, but he can almost piece together the truth from the fragments.

There is a soul contract attached to the two, which is a sacrificial soul contract. One party will bear all the pain and suffering for the other. Feng Rugao figured out the fate of his reincarnation, so he asked Sheng Rufei to bear everything for Lin Sijin.

As for why it was Sheng Rufei, and whether it was intentional or unintentional, the answer must be clear to Feng Rugao.

"Have you ever heard of Shou Que?" Lin Fuheng guessed that Sheng Rufei had already guessed his identity, the corners of his lips slowly raised, a little sarcasm, "Shou Que is one of the three saints, he is much more difficult to deal with than Feng Rugao .”

"Don't say that your current cultivation is not even comparable to Feng Rugao, you are no match for the three avatars of Shouque."

Lin Fuheng lowered his eyes slightly, with a natural aura of contempt, looking at Sheng Rufei as if he were looking at an ant struggling in vain.

"So...you still think you can protect him?"

As for why Shou Que had to separate himself, the answer is easy to come up with. Sheng Rufei is not an idiot, so it is impossible not to guess it.

"Once a person falls in love, he will be easily shaken."

"It's not my intention to choose Wusheng Sword Intent. Those were originally engraved in his bones, and he also chose such a path in his previous life."

He wasn't chosen for his own reincarnation.

As for who he walked such a hard road for in his previous life, that is no longer in the scope of his only memory.

"It's not that he can't afford the sword, it's that he doesn't want to."

Sheng Rufei was silent for a while, and his eyebrows and eyes that melted into the shadows raised.The boy outside the barrier was still unhappy, looked at him a little angry, his eyes turned to him, and after a while turned to Fuheng opposite.

"Is there a way to prevent him from suffering that pain?" Sheng Rufei said in a low voice. He looked at his fingertips. There were black mantras looming on them. When he looked carefully, they looked like densely twisted sheets of paper. human face.

The next sentence was very soft, and the young man's voice was cold, as if scattered with the faint light.

"Or... there is a way for me to bear all the pain for him."

Lin Sijin waited outside for a long time. The two people didn't know what they were talking about. He kept paying attention to Fuheng, for fear that Fuheng would bully Sheng Rufei.

I don't know how long it took, the barrier was withdrawn, he ignored Fuheng, and went to Sheng Rufei's side first, pulling people around to look around, first to see if Sheng Rufei's wound was open.

"Brother, are you alright?"

Fuheng was so fierce, he was afraid that Fuheng would be upset and attack Sheng Rufei.

Seeing Sheng Rufei shaking his head, he asked, "What did you say? I can't listen to what."

Talking worriedly, he touched Sheng Rufei again, and felt relieved after making sure that Sheng Rufei was fine.

"We discussed about your cultivation." Sheng Rufei's eyes fell on him, and she touched his forehead with her fingertips. "Next time you make a decision, you should discuss it with me."

"If I told my brother, he would definitely disagree. In fact, I am the same, just like I don't want to see my brother get hurt."

Lin Sijin was still muttering, when he noticed a cold gaze, he turned his head and saw that it was Fu Heng who was looking at him.

He was a little guilty, knowing what Fuheng meant, he whispered, "My senior brother won't do anything to you."

What's more, Fuheng looks exactly like him, so he probably won't be able to do anything with that face.

Then his ears were twisted, not lightly this time, Lin Sijin yelled and hid in Sheng Rufei's arms.

Lin Fuheng breathed violently, and sneered, "You think I can't do anything about you if you hide on him?"

"Brother, he pulled my ears." Lin Sijin was a little unhappy, her ears turned red, and hid in Sheng Rufei's arms to complain.

Sheng Rufei put a charm on him, and then he couldn't detect Lin Fuheng's aura.

Lin Fuheng: "?"

Lin Sijin's ears were still hurting at first, but it didn't hurt after being rubbed by Sheng Rufei. He touched the charm that Sheng Rufei had stuck to his body. He wanted to take it off, but he didn't move after thinking about it.

Take it off now, Fuheng is still angry, maybe he will beat him in a while, Fuheng has a bad temper, so he'd better wait until Fuheng calms down.

He said slowly, "Fuheng, calm down first, I'll let you out later."

He withdrew the enchantment around him, and many disciples outside were still whispering, looking at their direction from time to time, and there were all kinds of guesses.

Lin Sijin didn't intend to go to the excitement, as long as they could get into the Blood Tower.

The evil spirits outside had dissipated, and the sky gradually revealed a ray of light, and then the sky rose, and the rising sun reflected a crimson color.

Lin Sijin and Sheng Rufei went out together, they were still at the end of the team, because of what happened the day before, many disciples were a little jealous of them, and many disciples came up to talk to him.

"Looking at the disciple clothes of the two, I haven't recognized them. I don't know Mount Tai. I don't know which sect you are from?"

Lin Sijin said in his heart that we didn't know, the clothes were prepared by Sheng Rufei, and they were made according to the small sect on the road, and he didn't remember the name for a long time.

"Fengzhu." He made up one casually.

A disciple came up to tease him, "Is it true that the girl is already married? Why is she wearing a veiled hat all the time? Yesterday, the girl killed the evil spirits, and I haven't seen the girl's face yet."

Lin Sijin was a little speechless, he was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he lifted the hood directly, revealing the face full of scars.

The disciple was still admiring at first, but when he saw Lin Sijin's face, he froze in shock, his expression changed immediately, and he turned around and walked away in embarrassment.

Before leaving, he added the phrase "devil head".

The corners of Lin Sijin's lips twitched, and he was still tugging at Sheng Rufei's sleeves, because many people saw him just now when he lifted the hood.The wood he was holding remained motionless, and many disciples looked at Sheng Rufei with a little pity in their eyes.

Not many people noticed this little episode. Mo Yan in front just heard the movement and looked back, and his eyes paused for a moment on Lin Sijin who was at the end of the crowd.

Four Peaks Elder Hall.

On the main seat are the representative elders of each peak. They wear Taoist robes with different logos.

On the beams and pillars, there are four strong and powerful characters of "the common people in the world".

The air in the hall was cold and serious. The man standing in the middle was almost transparent, with the sword pattern on his cuffs swaying, and his face was stern and solemn, quietly waiting for the judgment of the elders.

"Feng Rugao, the Zongxuan Envoy has made a thorough investigation. You met him a few months ago, why did you want to see him?"

"Master Jianzun's wronged answer is true, and the elders will make a judgment."

Feng Rugao didn't raise his eyebrows, "I met him a few months ago for the purpose of fortune-telling."

"Whose fate is it?"

This is a private matter, Feng Rugao did not answer.

The Presbyterians changed the question again.

"He has your sword light on him, how do you explain this?"

Feng Rugao didn't speak for a long time, his eyes fell on the figure behind the elder in the center of the main seat, and he could vaguely see a faint pattern of feathered crane singing.

He didn't speak, it was the default meaning.

"Master Sword Master, please tell the truth..."

The voice of the elder next to him hadn't finished yet, when a bloodstain was drawn out, hot blood gushed out of the elder's neck, and the expression on his face was filled with horror and astonishment.

The guard wearing a black robe held a cold dagger, several black figures emerged from the temple, blood splashed in the air, and the figures of the elders fell down.

The guard in the middle put away the dagger, and lifted the hooded robe with his cold white fingertips, revealing that amazing face, with black hair, dark and dark eyes, the eyes were raised slightly, and the ear The cinnabar earrings added a touch of color to that face.

The man's brows and eyes were like deep black thick ink, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his voice was warm and pleasant.

"Xiao Feng, long time no see."