Dressed as a heartthrob cannon fodder husband and wife

Lin Sijin stayed in the East Palace for three full days. The funeral was in accordance with the customs of the Gusu royal family. He buried the person himself. He gently dusted off the tombstone of His Royal Highness.

At that time, he didn't shed a single tear, and every time he stayed in the East Palace, the only thing left in his mind was the idea of ​​going with His Highness.

The ground is cold, and his little Highness is so afraid of the cold, so he must have a bad life, so he wants to go down to accompany him.

At this time, the world was fragmented, and his heart had gone with Murong Fei, leaving only a bewildered and numb body.

When he left, he carried the puppet left behind by His Royal Highness, the prince was gone, and there were also the subjects of Gusu.He wants to protect this half of the mountains and rivers for His Highness, and when the prosperity returns and his mission is over, he can follow His Highness.

For the next six months, Lin Sijin stopped stepping into the East Palace. He moved around in various cities, and together with Feng Rugao Shouque, they would be ordered to kill the evil spirits whenever any city was infested by evil spirits.

The three of them gradually became famous, and every time he went out, he would wear a mask. Even so, some people still recognized him as Fuheng, and he had no intention of refuting. He was praised by people and always had a warm smile on his face.

When the statue of Fuheng is cast in the mortal world, it is divided into two sides, one side wears a mask, the end of the eyes is decorated with brocade flowers, the corners of the lips are slightly raised, and the autumn water sword is used to step through thousands of flames.The other side is cold and chilling, holding a long halberd, and behind it are thousands of ghosts who are frightened.

Lin Sijin did not know how many evil spirits he had killed. Anyone who was infected with evil spells had only two paths: death and becoming an evil spirit.He never relents, even for his former subordinates, the people he once supported, and his life-and-death partners.

Once the kindness is soft and the evil curse spreads, the consequences are often unimaginable.

"Young master... why did you abandon us?"

"I curse you, the next life will be short-lived, haunted by evil curses... You will be disturbed by illness, lose your love, and all five forms will be scattered, and in the end, you will die and be annihilated."

As the guard's last words fell, Lin Sijin's blade was stained with blood, and his cheeks were splashed with warmth, and he was a little dazed.

Many times when they come, it may not be possible to save them. For example, Yixiu City, which was destroyed just now, was still thriving, but in just one month, it became a dead city.

In the distance, there was smoke everywhere, and the flames spread to the horizon. Lin Sijin looked at his palm, and he didn't know how much blood was stained on it.

"Let's go." Feng Rugao handed him a handkerchief, and the long sword scattered the evil spirits aside. I don't know when Lin Sijin resisted contact with people. When Feng Rugao stretched out his hand, he avoided Feng Rugao. Rugao's fingertips.

Lin Sijin took the handkerchief and wiped the blood on his face with his fingertips. They never figured out the source of the evil spell, and the evil spell spread without any pattern.

It was entirely a matter of luck, half of his life had already been handed over to the battlefield, and he dealt with evil spirits every day, but his body was never infected by evil spells.

"Where did Shou Que go?"

Lin Sijin asked, a few days ago he wanted to kill Shou Que's subordinate Yaoyuexian, but he let Yaoyuexian escape, so he left the matter to Shouque himself to solve.

"Should come back today." Feng Rugao's voice was flat, and he glanced at his face, "Just now the sound transmission said that he would go back to the mansion."

They went back to the General's Mansion together. Lin Sijin went to see Fu Heng first. Fu Heng had the latest news. It turned out that with the passage of time, the chances of being infected with evil spells and becoming evil spirits increased, and the evil spirits became more and more powerful. , and some even become high-level monsters.

When Lin Sijin entered, Fuheng was discussing with his subordinates that he wanted to go to the Yaozu. Now that the Yaozu is hiding from the world, maybe their priests know something.

Said to send someone there, but Fuheng didn't have a suitable candidate yet.

Lin Sijin just came in, and waited until everyone had left before opening his mouth, "Shou Que and I will go there."

He and Fuheng basically discussed everything now, Fuheng frowned slightly, "It's dangerous to go here, maybe we may not come back."

Lin Sijin responded, he carried the long sword on his back, and begged Fu Heng, "Let me go... I don't belong here in the first place, you stay here, if I can't come back, the human race won't have a leader."

The two of them stayed in the main hall for a long time, Fu Heng didn't say much, and put on the protective goggle for him himself.

"There is my soul in the breastplate, if something unexpected happens, maybe he can protect you a little bit?"

"Splitting the soul?" Lin Sijin touched the breastplate on his heart, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised when he heard this, "Which one did you get?"

"Arbitrarily divided, maybe it's the violent soul with the worst temper. It depends on your luck." Lin Fuheng touched his head, "No matter which one it is, it's me, and I will protect you just like me."

Lin Sijin stroked the protective mirror for a while, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and he responded, and went out of the main hall to Shou Que.

When he came in, Shou Que was bandaging his wound. Lin Sijin sat next to Shou Que. He took the wound medicine and helped Shou Que apply the medicine himself. He moved very lightly. When applying the medicine, he paid more attention to Shou Que's wound, and his eyes paused slightly.

"How did you get the injury?"

Shou Que let him help, his eyes fell on him, and his voice was very low, "I got hurt a little during the fight."

"Follow me to go to the Yaozu in a few days," Lin Sijin's voice could not be heard abnormally, "The priest of the Yaozu may know something, only the two of us will go there."

Lin Sijin bandaged Shou Que's wound in an ordinary manner. Since the spread of the evil curse, Shou Que has been by his side. For many days and nights, he was able to safely hand over his back to Shou Que. How much he was hurt.

He explained in this way, Shou Que had no objection, he got up after bandaging Shou Que's wound, and asked another question before leaving.

"We may not come back this time, have you thought about it?"

Shou Que looked at him with those dark and bottomless eyes, and said in a gentle voice, "Xiao Jin, as I said, I will always be with you."

Lin Sijin didn't respond to this sentence, he went to the East Palace, stayed in front of Murong Fei's tombstone for a long time, and then returned to his yard.

The day before his departure, Lin Sijin was sleeping very lightly now, and he noticed it when Feng Rugao came in, knowing that the other party had something to say to him, so he didn't open his eyes.

Feng Rugao has always been hiding his thoughts, this time he didn't say anything, he just stood beside his bed for a long time, touching his cheek with his fingertips, as if caressing his cheek through the air.

"Are you leaving?"

"Wherever you go, I will bring you back."

Feng Rugao only said these two sentences, and then disappeared.

The sun was shining brightly on the day of their trip, and Rugao saw them off. Lin Sijin and Shou Que went to the Yaozu together. The road ahead was long, and the Yaozu was at the end of the sky.

Only through the mirror of the long river can one see the priest of the monster clan. Lin Sijin walked forward in the black mist. Things.

Lin Sijin knew nothing about his past, he walked through the mirror of the long river, the so-called most feared thing, he had already experienced it once, so he was not afraid, he went to the place where the guard gate was.

There, he saw Shou Que's past.

Born in the Crane family in Jingzhou, he is the evil god of the Crane family. When he was born, his biological mother died of blood collapse, and was sent to the elders' meeting by his relatives.

He was rescued by someone on the road, and his savior was chased to his death. He lived in a herd of animals since he was a child, and his personality is withdrawn and cold-blooded, lacking in humanity.

When he entered the world at the age of ten, he was used as a slave and suffered severe beatings. Because the wounds on his body could heal quickly, he was dismembered. Later, he accidentally absorbed people's fear and was seriously injured and escaped.

After escaping, he was arrested and taken to the Demon Refining Tower, where he stayed for three years, fully awakened the power of the evil god, and slaughtered the entire Demon Refining Tower.

After coming out of the Demon Refining Tower, he was sent to a dark alley for trading, and he was lured by Mo Die. At that time, he was attracted by Mo Die, and he stayed in the inn for more than a month, killing many people during that time.

He killed the boy who talked to him, the woman who blushed at him, the beggar on the roadside under his care, and killed everyone in the dark alley.

Leaving Gusu City, went to Yaozu to kill his half-brother, returned to He's house as the elder brother, changed his name, and followed Yaoyuexian and others with faith.

After that, he went to Wuxiang Mountain, killed the child who gave him candied haws, the female disciple who gave him things, killed the disciple who was hostile to him, and the elder who was hostile to him. Endured the pain of lifeless sword intent.

Murong Fei was cast an evil curse in the city of Gusu. After the evil curse spread, he abandoned his subordinates and followed him completely. pain.

Lin Sijin saw himself in the mirror of the long river. There are countless him in the underground palace of Shou Que. All the monster bones are carved in his likeness. Shou Que is illiterate. When learning to write, he first wrote his name. Those messy and crooked characters in the underground palace are all written by him.

At first I couldn't write brocade, but I always wrote brocade as cotton.Shou Que was still a little slave at that time, and he couldn't tie his hair crookedly. The most he did on weekdays was to look at him through the eyes of the crane, and then learn to write his name on the desk.

The subordinates who followed asked Shou Que which day to choose, and Shou Que chose Yuan and Chunjing's Shangyuan Festival, the day they met for the first time.

"Do you know which day was the year before he recovered...it was Yuanhe Chunjing's Shangyuan Festival."

"The love debt you owe yourself, of course you have to pay it yourself."

"Xiaojin, if one day I'm gone...do you know what to do?"

"You have to live well for me."

The last few words written on the desk were written a year ago, when Shou Que decided to give up.

——Yuan and Chunjing met for the first time, and I don't know why they are so excited.

Countless fragments flashed through Lin Sijin's mind. His chest was overwhelmed by overwhelming emotions and he could not breathe. His voice screamed in a low voice. He covered his ears, and various voices came from his ears. , Those voices scratched his eardrums.

There was a cold touch coming from the side of his face, and a body was attached to his back. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a pair of scarlet earrings, and beside his ears was a familiar warm voice.

The other party pinched his face, forcing him to look up, and let out a laugh in his ear, "You don't want to know...Look at how you did it in your previous life."

Longer memories emerged from the mirror of the long river. There were many differences between the two lives, but they ended up going to the same ending.

On his birthday, Shou Que gave him a dagger with a pattern of feathered cranes chanting. He learned that it was Shou Que who cast an evil spell on Murong Fei, and he pierced Shou Que's heart with that dagger.

After that, he stepped into the endless abyss and disappeared into the world together with the evil curse.

And Shou Que, who was rescued by his subordinates, personally gouged out his own heart, split his soul into three paths, and never had any love after that.

Afterwards, Feng Rugao recalled his soul with the Seven Soul Candle, connected the soul contract between him and Sheng Rufei, and transferred all the curses that Shou Que had placed on him to Sheng Rufei.

1000 years later, the evil curse reappeared, and Sheng Rufei endured everything for him. He used the sacred object to travel back in time to thousands of years ago, but everything was reincarnated.

He seems to be caught in a closed loop, repeating history again and again, and he can't escape the fate of writing no matter what.

The memories of the two worlds merged together, Lin Sijin fell down and sat on the spot, countless faces appeared in his mind, he covered his eyes, and let out a silent scream in an obscure way, the negative emotions of the two worlds were pressed together, he Almost out of breath.

"Ah——" Lin Sijin's voice was hoarse, tears fell from his eyes, endless coercion spread from his side, Sheng Rufei's face appeared in his mind, his heart seemed to be gouged out by life A blood hole came out.

When Shou Que's long sword pierced his shoulder, he didn't dodge at all, the pain made him wake up a little bit, he held the Qiushui Sword with his fingertips, and met Shou Que's condescending cold gaze.

Blood soaked half of his clothes, Lin Sijin's fingertips trembled, and when the long sword stabbed at his heart, he couldn't avoid it. With a "bang", the long sword pierced through the breastplate, and the breastplate was torn apart in front of him, and the sharp edges scratched his cheeks, and the warmth gushed out immediately.

The long sword pierced through his heart, and his eyes were blurred. As the heart guard shattered, the jade lock on his neck also broke. He subconsciously reached out to catch the jade lock, and his voice was sweet, "Puff "He vomited out a piece of blood.

Lin Sijin struggled to touch the jade lock, and when his fingertips touched the jade lock, the corners of his lips were stained red, the temperature seemed to flow along, and there was a familiar cold voice in his ears.

"Xiao Jin...you have to live well for me."

"Your Highness left by himself... He said he wanted you to live a good life, don't forget him."

The long sword pierced through the butterfly bone, and Lin Sijin could hardly get up on the ground. His voice was sweet and sweet, his fingertips were tightly grasping the jade lock, his face was stained with crimson blood, and he couldn't tell what was coming out. Is it blood or tears.

No... His little Highness is still waiting for him.

Different.

The two worlds are different.

Lin Sijin knew the spiritual power surged in the sea, his butterfly bone was pierced, Shou Que leaned over beside him, his face was only cold and gloomy, the long sword mercilessly pierced through his other butterfly bone, There was a piercing pain deep in the bone marrow.

He spat out a mouthful of blood again, his whole body was like a butterfly nailed to the ground, his eyes were blurred, and Shou Que's clear voice was next to his ears.

"You owe me in two lifetimes, but you have already figured out how to pay it back."

In this life, he brought Shou Que here, and the choices he made were the same as those in his previous life.

"I will teach you Wusheng Sword Intent and remove all obstacles for you. Is this how you repay me?"

Lin Sijin's hair was being pulled, and Shouque's eyes were as deep as a dry well, which was empty, and there was nothing left, only endless hatred.

"I've already made a choice for you. If you can't live together, you will die with me." Shouque's voice was gentle, as if discussing with him normally, the dagger under his hand slightly exerted force, his flesh and blood were twisted, and the butterfly The bone was almost nailed through.

With a muffled snort, Lin Sijin reacted when the dagger was about to pierce through his heart.He grasped the dagger with his fingertips, his movements were a little slow, but he was firm. The dagger cut deep and long marks on his palm, and blood flowed out along the dagger.

Lin Sijin's voice was hoarse, and he coughed up two mouthfuls of blood. He was extremely embarrassed at this moment, and he and Shou Que had a bad debt that couldn't be settled.

At this time, the belief in my heart gradually became clear, and I could not die here.

"You never know... what His Highness means to me."

He shouldn't have appeared here originally, he was here for Sheng Rufei.

"I never... don't want to save the common people. It doesn't matter what the world is like... I am willing to pick up the long sword because he is the prince of Gusu."

At first, he took up the sword just to protect His Highness.

"Because he was born in Gusu, he is the prince of Gusu, and he has the duty to protect the subjects of Gusu, so I will protect Gusu for him...Because he was born in this world, and in this troubled world, I am willing to sacrifice my life Entering the WTO, leaning forward to return to a peaceful and prosperous world."

Lin Sijin's voice was slightly low, and it was extremely difficult to speak every single word. Countless faces appeared in his mind, and finally turned into the face of the little highness.

He is just a speck of dust in the world of mortals, he was able to shake himself into the sea, but he got a belief by chance, and the belief is just two words, Your Highness.

Lin Sijin clenched Shouque's wrist tightly, and with a sudden force on her fingers, the dagger shifted a little.Countless waves of coercion spread from his side, he endured the pain and stood up, the endless coercion spread outward, the Autumn Water Sword in his palm reflected a cold light.

His long hair was scattered around his side, his cheeks were full of deep red blood, Lin Sijin's eyes were cold, his injuries were very painful, but he had no time to take care of them at this moment, and pointed his black long sword at Shou Que.

The coercion emanated from the two of them at the same time. In Shou Que's hand was a sword with the same black body, densely covered with black mantras. There was no need for the two of them to say much. One wanted the other to die, and the other wanted to survive. We had to meet each other with swords.

With a "bang", the two long swords collided in an instant, the sword energy spread around, and the entire mirror of the long river collided and vibrated. Lin Sijin's sword intent was almost all from the Shou Que sect.

Shou Que was able to easily guess his moves, the sword energy collided at a very fast speed, a bright light streaked across the sky, and the air seemed to be split.Lin Sijin's cheek was scratched, he avoided those black spells, the blood in his palm was absorbed by Qiushui, and Qiushui exuded endless evil.

The black mantra was wrapped around the Qiushui sword, and the cold and evil spirit around Qiushui quickly shattered the mantra. Lin Sijin turned sideways to avoid the long sword of Shou Que, and the body of Qiu Shui's sword collided with the long sword in Shou Que's hand with a "Pang", The coercion collided together, and the surrounding wraiths disappeared.

Lin Sijin was forced to take a few steps back, not far away behind Shou Que appeared many faintly visible black mist, those black mist were all in the shape of human beings, and together they transformed into black long swords in their palms.

"Master, let us come."

Lin Sijin stood where he was, surrounded by layers of black mist. His inanimate sword intent was taught to him by Shou Que, but Shou Que never taught him the last move.

The last pose is called entering the lotus prison, and the gods in the endless hell are invited. If you are not careful, you may lose your life.

Red formations spread out from under Lin Sijin's feet. Those formations gradually gathered under his feet to form a lotus platform, and countless spiritual powers gathered together. He held a long sword, and behind him, a huge statue of evil ghosts and gods emerged .

It seems that you can hear the whispers of evil spirits. The half face of the god statue is like Guanyin, and the other half is a tattooed Shura ghost.

Endless coercion breaks through the sky, the lotus platform seems to occupy half of the sky, the idol's eyebrows are lowered, Guanyin's smile is not a smile, Shura ghost's eyes are indifferent, a huge halberd pierces the sky, Lin Sijin's long sword is raised, and the long sword The halberd then fell.

With a "bang", the sky and the earth trembled accordingly, and the black mist escaped one after another. Lin Sijin stood on the lotus platform, with a face like a bright moon, a figure like snow, and a long sword. His temperament was cold and inviolable. The overwhelming power fell, almost forcing everything to surrender.

In a trance, Lin Sijin turned into a statue, with ring marks around his ears, half of his face was like the face of Avalokitesvara, holding a pipa in one hand, and as the pipa was played, countless spiritual powers flew towards those figures.

The guards and the black shadows all avoided, the black spells spread on the ground, and those black shadows gathered together to form a huge statue of the evil god in the sky.

The evil god lowered his brows, and there were thousands of ghosts behind him. At this time, the sky was covered, half of the sky was covered by dark clouds, and the thick black mist covered the clouds and the moon. In his hand was a long sword formed by a huge black spell.

The long sword of the evil god statue collided with the Asura ghost's halberd, making a deep buzzing sound. Thousands of ghosts seemed to be screaming at the same time, and half of the sky emitted a red light.

The whole mirror of the long river reflected the memory fragments of the two. Lin Sijin stabbed the heart of the evil god statue with a long halberd.

The black mantra spread along, Lin Sijin stepped back a little with the statue, Guanyin held the pipa, bursting out with endless spiritual power, the long sword in Lin Sijin's hand pierced through those black shadows, and there was a scream in the air .

First the first one, then the second one, the third one, the fourth one... all the eleven black shadows dissipated, and his long sword touched Shou Que's neck.

The Qiushui sword was stained with blood, and the blood splashed on the pair of vermilion earrings, and the statue of the evil god behind the gate dissipated. Even if he lost his heart, his heart was still aching.

There is nothing better than Shou Que in Lin Sijin's body. He met Shou Que's cold and bottomless eyes, and Shou Que's warm and slightly hoarse voice next to his ears.

"You can't save him even if you kill me... No matter how many lives you come back to, it's the same."

Lin Sijin has the memory of two lifetimes, and he did not waver after hearing this sentence. He looked at Shou Que's cracked and healed palm, and those wounds were still there, even after healed.

"I should give this sentence to you. It was you who released Mo Die that day." His voice was very soft, as if he was talking about something insignificant. His long sword pierced through Shou Que's heart mercilessly.

Even though the place was already empty, Lin Sijin watched Shou Que's face turn pale, his fingertips were clenched, and Shou Que made a voice with difficulty, with a bit of a sad smile.

"You all know... you know it wasn't my evil spell?"

Blinded by hatred, the evil god who was destined to bring disaster finally let go of his hatred, but God seemed to have played a big joke on him. He was just a pawn that symbolized disaster.

Even without him, evil curses would still come, and natural disasters would still happen.

As for his painful experiences that no one cares about, they seem to be brushed away lightly, no one cares about the pain he has suffered.

Lin Sijin didn't answer this question. As his long sword fell, Shou Que seemed to be strangled by the throat, his face slowly became bloodless, and then his whole body was covered with black spells.

The lotus platform behind him disappeared, and blood welled up in his throat.

The black mist in the sky slowly dissipated, and Lin Sijin's memory also disappeared. In the mirror of the long river, only the memory of guarding the gate remained, which was him in the crane's eyes for several years.

The long sword in his hand gathered spiritual power, and with a "bang", those memories shattered like fragments, and all of them dissipated in mid-air.

In this life, he still has only one choice, to go to the endless abyss with the evil curse of three thousand lives.

The last thing his little majesty left him was a map of the endless abyss, maybe the little majesty himself didn't know what was inside.

That is the secret story of the past Gusu. Originally, there were no monster races in the three thousand generations, but the human race tasted the forbidden fruit and discovered the spiritual power that can compete with the rules of the law of heaven.In the process of human beings gaining power and being able to cultivate, evil curses will be born. Humans will die if they are infected with evil curses, or become demons without spiritual intelligence, but there is also a one in ten thousand chance of becoming a demon.

This is the origin of the monster clan. The ancestors of the Gusu royal family once turned into snake demons, and the magic snake guarded this secret. There is a greater chance of becoming a monster.

The Yaoxian he had seen was Yaoyuexian, the subordinate who had guarded the gate before.

As long as the human race is still pursuing power, there will always be a day when the evil curse will come again.

Perhaps on the day when the evil curse comes again, there will still be people with faith who are willing to sacrifice their lives to return the human race to a moment of peace and tranquility.

……

The moment Lin Sijin stepped into the endless abyss, she felt that she might die in it like in her previous life.Even if he didn't die, the spiritual power here is chaotic, he may go to the future, he may go to the past, and he may return to Gusu to experience it again, and then he will fall into an endless loop again.

The moment he jumped in, thousands of evil spells dissipated, and he was seriously injured, but he did not die here.

He walked in the boundless darkness, but he was still different after all.

This time he didn't die, and he still carried the fate of His Royal Highness, so we will definitely meet again.

Then he was thinking, he sealed the evil spell like this, really let Fuheng take advantage of it, presumably it will be widely spread in later generations, and the name of Immortal Fuheng will be crowned.

……

Three thousand generations after a thousand years.

Three months after the evil curse raged, the evil curse faded away like a tide, as if it was sucked away in an instant.No one knows that someone broke the cycle of the evil curse in the endless abyss, and everyone is grateful for the god's appearance, and no one knows the real god who saved the world.

Some people also know... At the foot of Posuo City, Sheng Rufei would go to the original border of the demon tribe every day. His youth disappeared here, and the evil curse faded away. He believed that his youth must have created a miracle.

The evil spell on Sheng Rufei's body disappeared, and the soul contracts on them also disappeared. There are only two possibilities, one may be that the person died, and the other may be that the soul contracts disappeared.

He firmly believed that it was the second type. He went to the border of the Yaozu every day. Other than that, he practiced his sword again. Instead of going back to Fuguang, he joined the Slaying Envoy and repaired the broken Three Thousand Worlds together with many monks.

One year passed, but no one came, two years passed, three years passed... five years passed.

In the past five years, Sheng Rufei's reputation has risen, but she still hasn't found the person she wants.

The passage of time in the endless abyss is different from the outside world. Lin Sijin has Sheng Rufei's fate in his hands. He doesn't know how long he has walked in it. He has figured out the spiritual power to reach the endless abyss. It was Sheng Rufei who rewrote her fate.

He doesn't want his little highness to be born with a sick bone, he wants his little highness to be gifted, born with sword bones, with unparalleled talents and talents, able to live recklessly, to be the most shining pearl.

When he reached the end, the sky was bright at the end, and he stepped out of the endless abyss.

The sky was an endless sky, and he saw a familiar figure at the end.In the five years since he was a boy, his appearance has grown even more outstanding. He is wearing a moon robe with a long sword, and his figure is magnificent.

Lin Sijin was still holding Sheng Rufei's fate in his hand. He hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, and his voice was a little speechless.

Before he could open his mouth, Sheng Rufei was already in front of him, he was hugged completely, and the familiar fragrance of falling plums came from the tip of his nose.

Lin Sijin's heart, which had not been settled for a long time, calmed down at this moment.

The place where His Highness is is his way back.

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