Dressed as a heartthrob cannon fodder husband and wife

When Sheng Rufei left, he shaved a lot of demon bones for him, and it wasn't that he took nothing with him, but he took away the red bean cakes he made.

That note was also left by Sheng Rufei. Sheng Rufei decided to leave him, so she didn't intend for him to find it.

Lin Sijin searched for a whole month, but he couldn't find anyone, and he never heard any news about Sheng Rufei.

"You don't need to look for him," Lin Fuheng said on the sidelines, "Now that the three thousand cities have been destroyed, the world is broken, you should go where you should go."

Lin Sijin packed his luggage in the courtyard, with a jade lock around his neck, and understood at this moment that Shou Que had already chosen a path for him.

Leading him over.

He packed up all of Sheng Rufei's things, and after a month passed, he lost a lot of weight, his figure became even thinner, but he grew a little taller, and the red line on his wrist was still there.

It shows that Sheng Rufei is still alive, but he can't find anyone.

Lin Sijin held the ice-drinking sword with his fingertips, and the ice-drinking sword was with him, but he didn't answer his questions.

He only left him a sentence that his master is still alive, and everything else is gone.

Such a sentence is enough.

Lin Sijin clenched his fingertips slightly, and he put away the ice-drinking sword. The city was already at the end of its strength, and the black mist outside covered half of the sky. In just one month, it was reduced to purgatory.

The trees in the courtyard were bleak, and Lin Sijin left with a sword on his back. When he stepped out of the courtyard, the corners of his eyes were flushed.

It's Fengqing.

Feng Qing has been here several times, always asking him to see Feng Rugao.Feng Rugao is seriously ill now, and his soul is dying.

Lin Sijin's footsteps paused slightly, he hadn't spoken for a month, his voice was a little muffled at this time, his eyelids were slowly lifted, and he looked at the mid-air in front of Feng Qing, his eyes were a little empty.

"I won't go there."

"This time, I didn't want you to see Master Jian," Feng Qing said with a thin piece of paper in her palm, she was silent for a while, "Master Jian knew you were leaving, so I sent it here."

"It's Sheng Shiliu's destiny."

Lin Sijin was a little surprised when he heard the words, so he took it.

"Jian Zun..." Feng Qing wanted to say something, but seeing the stunned eyes of the person in front of her, she felt a little hard to speak. She was so lively before, but now she seemed to be a completely different person.

"I hope you come back safely."

Feng Qing's voice was a little soft, and the last thing she said was this, now that the evil curse has been invading for three thousand lives, if anyone can stop the gate, it should be the person in front of her.

"Thank you." Lin Sijin said politely, and carefully put the fate paper into his arms.

"And..." Feng Qing watched the figure walk away, and said, "Sword Master never regretted bringing you back."

Lin Sijin's footsteps paused slightly, but he did not turn around, his fingertips were slightly tensed, and his figure gradually disappeared from sight.

Lin Sijin didn't know where the so-called secluded place of the monster race was, but Shou Que was leading him there, so he didn't have to look for it, as there was always a black mist shrouded around him on the road.

The real place is the land beyond the fifty cities of the Three Thousand Worlds, which is the boundary of the entire mortal world, and it was the opening of the endless abyss thousands of years ago.

The clouds and the moon in the sky are covered by black mist, and the ground is divided by the statues of demons and gods, which divides the ground as a whole. Half of it looks like stepping into a sea of ​​flames in a copper furnace.

The scorching heat wave hit his face, Lin Sijin stepped in, he carried the Qiushui sword on his back, he couldn't see the scene in front of him, but he could detect any fluctuations in spiritual power.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, as if he had entered the scorching magma of the sea of ​​fire, and the cries of countless wraiths could be heard in his ears.

At the end of the fire, there was a vague figure there.

Shou Que stood tall, with crimson earrings looming, watching the boy step into the flames of purgatory alone.

"Xiao Jin, you still don't remember me now?"

A warm voice came from Lin Sijin's ears. He stood where he was, without saying a word. The ones he could forget were naturally unimportant people.

He only remembered His Highness, only Sheng Rufei.

Qiu Shui's long sword was unsheathed, and the blade swept a cold wind, and the surrounding flames were slightly extinguished.

"I never remember," Lin Sijin opened his mouth. Hearing this familiar voice, he understood a little.

"The person in the phantom array that day, is that you?"

Shou Que's eyes fell on him, and there was a ripple in his calm eyes.

"That's my avatar's thoughts on you, not me."

"If it were me, it would be impossible to be so soft-hearted to you."

As for the avatar, it was Jun Yewu who was talking about.

Lin Sijin didn't pay much attention to this answer at this time. He drew his long sword out of its sheath, the sword light condensed, and countless resentful spirits automatically crawled under his feet, and the sword light pointed directly at Shou Que's heart.

"You're right, your avatars are all avatars, not you."

From Lin Sijin's point of view, they are different, at least he saw humanity in Xue Ning and Cui Haoxue.

With a "bang", Lin Sijin drew out his sword, and two extremely terrifying coercion collided together, the ground trembled, half of the sky was reflected by the sword light, and the screams of countless wraiths stopped under the sword light.The sword light in front of him dissipated, and Shou Que's whole body was divided into two halves by the sword light, scattered in the air like smoke and dust.

The heat wave swept the whole body, the sword light pushed back the flames on both sides, Lin Sijin concentrated on sensing the position of the gate, and the Qiushui sword spread dense and deep evil.

"For thousands of years, you have not changed."

Shou Que stood on the edge of the sea of ​​flames, his voice was a little unclear, his eyes were far-reaching, and he could even see the withered city in the distance, a miserable scene.

"You should remember everything."

A very low whisper came from Lin Sijin's ear. Before his sword light fell, a white light appeared in front of him. A sword almost pierced him from behind. He narrowly avoided it and merged into the white light backwards.

"Want to kill me... You are not my opponent, you don't even remember me, the holy object can take you back 1000 years ago, and you will experience everything again."

"But...you think...you can change everything by going back by yourself?"

Shou Que's murmur was heard by Lin Sijin's ears. He merged into the white light backwards, and a huge suction force sucked him in, as if the whole person fell from a high altitude. At that moment, his eyes seemed to regain light.

He met a slightly familiar face, and Shou Que lowered his eyes slightly to look at him, his eyes were cold.

There was silence in the ears, Lin Sijin understood something at this moment.

"Fuheng...why did he let me go back?"

"Do you think this is a good thing? Now is the worst outcome," Lin Fuheng said, "The sacred object is in his hands now... There was almost zero chance of getting out of the past. Now that you fall into his hands, you will completely under his control..."

"You have to remember that his real body is also inside, find him...you must kill him."

He didn't hear the rest of the words clearly, and all the voices in Lin Sijin's ears disappeared. Before he fainted, he thought in his heart that it was absolutely impossible.

Sheng Rufei is waiting for him, he will definitely find a way to break the curse and go back.

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Three thousand worlds away, Gusu City.

Now the immortal way has not yet entered a prosperous period, and there are very few people who have broken through the ninth level of heaven. The only genius who has broken through the ninth level of heaven in the mortal world is Lin Fuheng, the general of Gusu City.

Gusu has not yet entered the sub-city system after three thousand generations. Here it follows the ancient country system and is still ruled by the royal family.

Since Lin Fuheng's ascension, his reputation has been widely known in the three thousand generations. The treasures of spirit stones, swords and beasts, all cities went to offer them, and all parties and factions wanted to make friends with him.

In addition to sending things... the most sent is people.

At this moment, the General's Mansion.

Lin Sijin knelt in the hall, he didn't realize it, the environment in front of him was very strange... It looked like a very general main hall, and it could be seen that the master's character must be a serious and flamboyant one.

He didn't know why he was here, someone was guarding him, and... He stared at his fingertips, unable to remember anything.

He always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something very important. He touched the jade lock on his chest, and the jade lock could make him feel at ease.

The guard next to him was wearing a black robe with a long sword holding the moon, and the atmosphere in the hall was low. He felt a little uncomfortable sitting on his knees, and the robe he was wearing seemed to be different from them.

"that……"

Just as Lin Sijin was about to speak, footsteps came from not far away, followed by a slightly gloomy young male voice.

"Didn't I say that there is no need to send someone to the general's mansion again, which one sent it this time?"

A guard replied later, "General, this time it was not sent over. It is said that it fell from the sky... It was discovered by the attendants of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"The person who falls is none of our business, what does His Highness mean by sending him to the General's Mansion?"

Lin Sijin thought that this person's voice was very nice, but it was a little familiar, and then the young man's voice stopped, and the two met their eyes unexpectedly.

The young man's face is so fresh and compelling, his eyebrows and eyes are exquisite and picturesque, he originally looked like a weak and beautiful woman, but he has a little bit of hostility from practicing martial arts all the year round, which suppresses that bit of weakness and forcefulness.He was dressed in a black robe with brocade patterns, and his figure was tall and handsome. Just looking at his face...not his temperament...he was almost carved out of him.

Lin Sijin froze for a moment, he thought he was looking in the mirror, but the other party was obviously different from him, taller than him, looked much more fierce than him, with a strong aura.

"What kind of new trick is this?" Lin Fuheng smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, he stepped forward and slightly pinched Lin Sijin's cheek, his voice was half a smile but not a smile.

"The general said he likes me like this, so they found such a thing?"

Seeing this face, Lin Sijin felt very friendly, and forgot to struggle for a moment, but his cheek hurt a little, and the other party touched the edge of his cheek, as if he was looking for something.

"It's not the person who put it on. The leather mask?" Lin Fuheng's voice was slightly elongated, "It seems that you really put a lot of thought into it, and deliberately designed for His Highness to send the person here in person?"

"What are you doing?" Lin Sijin's face hurt from being pinched, he was holding his hands in his hands, he didn't know what happened, but this person who looked exactly like him said something, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

Lin Sijin grabbed the opponent's wrist, "Let go, it hurts."

He was obviously alone, but his voice was completely different. The voice of the boy kneeling on the ground sounded soft, and his eyes were clear, like a small feather sweeping over people's hearts.

Lin Fuheng's expression was a little strange, he pinched the young man's face again, which turned half of the young man's face red, and the young man glared at him unhappily.

"Who sent you here?"

Lin Sijin was baffled, he also wanted to know why he was here, just now he heard the attendant say that he fell from the sky?

He was lost in thought, and did not reply to Lin Fuheng's words. The jade lock on his chest was grabbed, and there were two small characters "Ru Fei" engraved on it.

As soon as the other party touched the jade lock, Lin Sijin's heart tensed inexplicably. He didn't want others to touch it, and subconsciously wanted to get it back.

"Give me back—"

"Ru Fei?" Lin Fuheng easily avoided him, his eyebrows raised slightly, "This is the first time I've seen such a stupid trick."

"Come here, send someone to Murong Fei, and tell Your Highness that the General's Mansion doesn't need such stupid things."