Qing Leng Master Rescue Plan

I saw the ugly slave flying towards him, standing in front of the little devil, almost using the posture of a hen protecting its cubs, and threw himself on Jiang Xuanling's sword.

A sword pierced through the chest, and blood spurted out instantly, hanging on the sword like a salted fish.

In fact, if he didn't pounce, Jiang Xuanling's sword would not have killed the little devil.

But this sword seemed to be the last straw that crushed the mule, and left a fatal scar on the ugly slave's broken body.

The little devil's expression suddenly became panicked, subconsciously rushed over, stretched out his hand to support him, and called out in a trembling voice: "Brother, are you alright..."

But soon, as if he realized something, he suddenly pushed the person out, as if he had been stained with something particularly dirty, with a look of shame and resentment all over his face.

Almost like avoiding some plague god, he quickly pushed the person out, and said in a cold voice: "Pretend, pretend! How many times do you want to play this kind of bitter trick?"

Li Mingjue squatted down, seeing that the ugly slave was seriously injured, he stretched out his hand to check his pulse, but he blocked it by raising his hand.Hearing this, he immediately said angrily: "Are you still a human? He has blocked the sword for you. It's fine if you don't thank him. Why bother to mock him like this? Also, you just called his brother, and you also Is he a brother?"

"I didn't shout!"

"Shouted!"

"No shouting!"

"Shouted!"

"No, no, no, no!"

"Called, shouted, shouted!" Li Mingjue said loudly, "I heard it in both ears, you just shouted!"

Jiang Xuanling frowned, he was too lazy to listen to the dispute between the two, because the sword pierced the ugly slave, so it was not easy to take it back rashly.

Unexpectedly, this ugly slave is really not afraid of pain, but he grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, pulled the long sword out of his body, covered the wound tightly with one hand, and grabbed the little devil's wrist with the other, silently Said: "Yanyan, let's go..."

"Don't touch me! Get your dirty hands away!" The little devil was furious, he pushed the man away with a wave of his sleeve, and said with a sneer, "Don't you guys want to save him? That's good, I'm tired of playing anyway , I will give it to you!"

The little devil stretched out his hand to break free, and suddenly a ground escape talisman slammed at him, his figure retreated and disappeared in place in an instant.

Li Mingjue let out a "bah", and was about to chase after him, but something hugged his calf, looked down, and saw that ugly slave was hugging his leg tightly.

Get annoyed immediately.He hates iron but not steel: "You, are you stupid! He treats you like this, and you still protect him everywhere? What kind of enmity do you have with him? What kind of grudge do you have against him? You dig his ancestral grave. insult you?"

"Don't blame him, it's me... cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough."

Seeing him like this, Li Mingjue secretly cursed that mud would not be able to support the wall, wishing he could teach him how to fight the little devil with a sword.

But seeing him so seriously injured and pitiful, I couldn't help but feel a little compassion.After all, he sighed, and said to Jiang Xuanling: "Master, otherwise, save people to the end and send the Buddha to the west. The little devil has run away, so he can't be left here alone to fend for himself. Take him out first. ?”

Jiang Xuanling thought for a while, and asked instead, "Do you think you can take him out now?"

"What do you mean?"

Li Mingjue was confused and didn't know what happened.When he turned around, he saw that the scene in front of him was turned into fly ash inch by inch.

In its place was a wilderness.As far as I can see, there are barren mountains and mountains everywhere, and the dark green will-o'-the-wisps leap out from the endless mountain depressions.

There is no one inhabited in a hundred miles, the deserted tomb has been blown by wind and rain, and a broken coffin emerges from the soil, filled with bones, and crows whizzed and flew in the sky above the head.As soon as the breeze blows, the air is filled with a strong earthy smell and a seemingly rotten smell.

Li Mingjue looked around, and cursed: "What kind of shitty place is this? Why did we come here?"

Jiang Xuanling didn't say anything, just glanced at Chou Nu with his lowered eyes.

"This is an illusion set up by Yanyan. He is not very proficient in other spells. Only illusion is perfect. Few people in the cultivation world can break through. He has been like this since he was a child. When he is unhappy, he likes to catch a few people and throw them away. Entering the illusion. Watching the people in the illusion kill each other."

Ugly Nu coughed, revealing a rather handsome face under his messy hair, he spoke intermittently, and soon revealed bitterness: "Afterwards, all his illusions were only aimed at me."

Li Mingjue's teeth itch with hatred, thinking that the little devil's brain must have been bitten by a dog in the womb.

"Master, is there a way to break this illusion?"

Jiang Xuanling nodded and said: "Yes, just break it directly, it's not difficult, it's just..."

"Just what? Master, speak quickly, don't half-talk, speak quickly, how do you break it?"

Jiang Xuanling didn't say anything, just glanced sideways at Chou Nu, and Li Mingjue followed suit with his head full of confusion.

It just so happened that the ugly slave raised his hand and struggled to gather his long hair, his side face was very handsome, he was almost carved out of the same mold as Li Mingjue.

Li Mingjue couldn't help asking him: "Are you my half-brother, or younger brother?"

Chou Nu shook his head, puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"Don't you think we two look alike? Here, here, and here." Li Mingjue roughly pointed to the facial features, wondering: "Could you be my long-lost brother?"

The ugly slave was slightly taken aback, then shook his head and smiled wryly: "I am from the demon clan, and you are from the fairy sect. How can you be a brother? Yanyan likes boys with this kind of appearance. I don't know how many of them I have found over the years. , but you are the most like me.”

Li Mingjue became even more confused when he heard this, especially when the ugly slave said "Yanyan", his tone didn't sound like a slave calling his master, but the tone of an elder pampering a junior.

Especially before, the little devil called him "Brother" in a panic. If there is no story between the two of them, no ghost will believe it.

Chou Nu said: "Grandmaster Jiang has a high level of cultivation. Although Yanyan's illusion is powerful, he must not be able to trap Grandmaster Jiang. So I used my life to set up this illusion. If Yanyan refuses to let us out, once we break In this illusion, my life will be completely over."

"You are almost dead now, and he still uses your life to set up an illusion? What did you do to feel sorry for him, so that you are so tolerant?"

Li Mingjue couldn't help but ask.Although they know that it is immoral to probe into other people's pain points, but they can't go now, so they can't kill the ugly slave.

Anyway, it's fate, even if the ugly slave gets hit by the master's sword through the chest, he won't live long.

"I'm sorry for him, don't ask any more questions."

The ugly slave coughed violently again, wearing only a dirty thin shirt, no shoes and socks, bloody flesh on the exposed instep, and a heavy chain.

Because of being chained all the year round, even his thin back is rickety. Although he still looks like a teenager, he is already skinny and shattered, lingering like a dying year.

When Li Mingjue saw it, he felt sympathy, but also hated that iron could not be made into steel.

It's not a problem to stay here all the time, the second senior brother and the third senior brother are still outside, if the old devil takes the opportunity to kidnap Gu Chuxian, I'm afraid that when they leave the illusion, the rice will be cooked and cooked, maybe even the children up.

But he absolutely couldn't bear to kill the ugly slave, Li Mingjue wasn't cruel enough to kill casually.Even if the other party is just a lowly furnace.

"Master Ming..."

"No, my surname is Li, Li Zi's Li." Li Mingjue said sternly, "I am ranked fourth in the division, and my name is Mingjue. You can call me Li Mingjue."

Ugly Nu was slightly taken aback, then shook his head and smiled sadly: "I've been hearing Yanyan call you Brother Ming, Brother Ming, so I always thought your surname was Ming, so Yanyan made a mistake."

Li Mingjue couldn't hear the word "Yanyan" now, and always felt that it was the name of a female cultivator, which was too nasty.

Although, he actually hopes that the master can call him "Mingming" or "Juejue", or something more nasty, like a little sweetheart, a little sweetheart, a little baby or something.

But they were all called in private, and it would be embarrassing to put it on the public face.

So he had a discussion with the ugly slave.

"Don't call him Yanyan, just call him by his name."

Ugly slave said: "I'm used to it. Since I was a child, I was the only one who called him Yanyan. He has no brothers and sisters. He treats me like a brother. He always called me brother. I was chosen by the devil and sent to Yanyan. Yan served by his side. We grew up together, and he treated me especially well."

Li Mingjue thought to himself: Well, treat you well, treat you best.

It's so good that it treats you like a dog, humiliating | humiliating over and over again, beating you again and again, and giving you to other men, allowing others to treat you like a furnace.

You pleaded for him, and he raised his hand and slapped you without saying a word.You blocked the sword for him, but he sneered and scolded you for pretending.

It's so good, it's better not to.

Li Mingjue really couldn't figure out how kind the little devil was to the ugly slave before, so that he could be willing to endure so much pain. Even to this day, when the ugly slave mentioned the past, the corners of his mouth were still pulled upwards, and his face was flushed. Come up with a gentle smile.

"You don't know him. He's actually very good, very good. I'm not good, and I caused him to be what he is now. Therefore, he should hate me."

After a pause, the smile on Ugly Nu's face disappeared suddenly, his expression looked extremely sad, the moles on the corners of his eyes were red and hot, watching Li Mingjue wriggling the corners of his lips, it seemed that he had a lot to say.

But in the end, he still didn't say anything, just shook his head and said, "You are so much like me. No wonder Yanyan likes you."

Li Mingjue held his face in both hands, and sighed in great distress: "At first I liked my face quite a bit, but now I don't like it all of a sudden."