Fall in love with a dead enemy [rebirth]

"What did you say to that idiot?" Zhong Ying folded his arms around his chest, raised his eyebrows and looked at Jun Buyi who was wearing a light robe.

Jun didn't realize that when Dan Qing's ink-like eyes fell on Zhong Ying's body, the ice and snow melted a little, and he replied in a clear voice: "Junior Brother Yan seems to have misunderstood you, I explained a few words to him."

Zhong Ying knew his intentions were good, turned his head, curled his lips: "I've already beaten him up, so what else do I need to explain?"

Unexpectedly, Jun Jiusi pursed his lips and said nothing, but Jun Jiusi reacted, pointed in the direction of Yan Sui just now, opened his mouth wide, and said in disbelief, "You hit that person just now?"

Zhong Ying said in a cheerful and relaxed tone, "Yes."

Then he tilted his head and smiled.

Jun Jiusi: "..."

He silently took a few steps back and hid behind Jun Buyi.Of course, he is definitely not afraid of Zhong Ying, nor is he afraid of pain, he just can't beat Zhong Ying at the moment, so he just avoided it tactically.

Zhong Ying was just trying to scare Jun Jiusi, seeing him like this, he turned his gaze to Jun Buyi again: "What trial are you going to participate in next?"

"I've just passed the formation test, and I'm going to Kaiyangyuan to take part in the Lun Xin test." Jun Buyi said slowly, "There's still half an hour before the Lun Xin test, don't worry."

Zhong Ying was a little surprised.

Everyone thought that participating in the Eight Trials would be so busy that you would be too tired to move your fingers. In fact, you are calm and indifferent, and even have time to chat...

Fat Dun hurriedly pulled Qiu Shiyuan out, and spoke very fast: "Boss, Senior Brother Jun didn't see you participating in the trial yesterday. I didn't expect you to end so quickly." After finishing speaking, Fat Dun looked at Jun Buyi with a look of asking for credit.

Unexpectedly: "..."

Zhong Ying was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "...then I should beat someone slower next time?"

Unexpectedly: "..."

The students who watched the battle just now, and just happened to hear Zhong Ying's words, kept away from Zhong Ying silently, and prayed in their hearts that they would never meet Zhong Ying in the battle of discussing Dao.

After a moment of silence, the master's voice rang in my ears: "The seventh performance of the martial arts stage, pick up the first one, Mu Guixin, Feng Yanlin..."

Zhong Ying had little interest in the competition with other people in the Battle of Lun Dao, but Zhong Ying knew the owners of these two names.

Needless to say, Mu Guixin has been classmates for nearly five years, this gentle and decent boy, with his good temper, has a good relationship with all the students in the school, including Zhong Ying and the others.

Feng Yanlin is a sword cultivator of Tianquan Academy, and has the relationship with Zhong Yue. Zhong Ying knows many people in Tianquan Academy, and Feng Yanlin's swordsmanship is extremely outstanding. One of the top three favorites.

Mu Guixin was injured yesterday, and today he bumped into Feng Yanlin again. It can be said that he was unlucky.

When several classmates felt sorry for Mu Guixin, Mu Guixin was not worried, he just smiled and said: "It is enough to follow your heart and do your best, but please don't tell my father, or my father will say me."

Fatty smiled pleasingly: "Senior Brother Mu, don't worry, we won't talk about it."

Zhong Ying and the others also sincerely encouraged each other.

"If we have enough time, why don't we watch Junior Brother Mu's competition?" Zhong Ying tilted his head and whispered to Jun Buyi.

Jun Buyi had no objection, and replied, "Okay."

Mu Guixin chuckled, climbed up the steps, stood still on the martial arts stage, and bowed his hands when he saw the young man on the stage opposite him.

Under the leadership of Qin Huan, the head of Tianquan Academy, all the students of Tianquan Academy are as cold as iron and unkind, such as Huangfu Xuyue.However, there are exceptions, such as Feng Yanlin.

Feng Yanlin cultivated the Xiaoyao Sword, and he was also free and unrestrained. After Shi Shiran returned the gift, he held a long sword and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Mu, I know you were injured yesterday, and you haven't recovered yet. I don't want to take advantage of you, so how about I stand still and let you use the spirit summoning technique once, and when you succeed in summoning the spirit technique, how about I do it?"

Mu Guixin's eyes lit up, he was not a rigid person, and he could see the other party's kindness, so he readily accepted, with a grateful face: "Thank you, Senior Brother Feng."

Feng Yanlin made a gesture of invitation, Mu Guixin lightly held the blue flute, and played the flute.

The robes were fluttering, the golden tassels hanging from the flute fluttered in the wind, and Mu Guixin's eyebrows and eyes looked extraordinarily gentle and beautiful.

With a slight smile on the corner of Feng Yanlin's lips, he tapped the scabbard with his fingers, waiting for the result.

However, there was no movement on the stage.

Mu Guixin frowned, and the more he blew, the faster he blew. At the end of the song, he panted slightly, his face was a little pale, his lips were a little purple, and when he opened his eyes, the pupils were covered with a little water.

Looking around, Mu Guixin lowered her arms dejectedly, unable to hold back the smile on her face.

Although he often summoned useless little creatures, it was the first time that his summoning technique failed completely.

Feng Yanlin withdrew his smile, wondering: "Junior Brother Mu?"

"I failed." Mu Guixin smiled helplessly, "Senior Brother Feng, congratulations."

Feng Yanlin was dumb.

When Mu Guixin bent down to salute, Feng Yanlin stretched out a finger, and cautiously suggested: "Mr. Mu, why don't you try again?"

"No need." Mu Guixin shook his head, turned around and was about to leave.

The onlookers couldn't help but whisper to each other.

"What's going on here? Did Junior Brother Mu release the water?"

"Come on, Senior Brother Feng still needs him to release water? It is clear that he is not good at learning and practicing hard, which makes this kind of joke."

In the voice of worry or sneer, Zhong Ying slowly straightened his body, his eyes were fixed on the martial arts platform without blinking his eyelids.

Jun Buyi's expression was a little subtle, and there was a slight surprise in his brows.

The masters on the stage suddenly realized that the old master was coming, and when they got up one after another, the old master raised his hand to stop him. Under the old man's white eyebrows, a pair of wrinkled eyes fell into the void.

When he was about to step down the steps, Mu Guixin's robe was blown by the wind, and he noticed a strange fluctuation in the dark, and he couldn't help but look back.

A piece of elegant petals fell from the nine heavens, he raised his hand, and the petals fell on the delicate fingertips.

When the sun falls on the clouds, it is as gorgeous as a golden glow. When the clouds spread out towards the front, it seems to form a bright ladder.The curling clouds and smoke descended slowly, gradually taking the shape of a human, heading towards Mu Guixin.

Yun Hefeng's fingers landed on Mu Guixin's shoulders, and they were about to merge into Mu Guixin's body. When the two became one, Mu Guixin trembled all over, and bent over to spit out a mouthful of blood.

The aura of the "living being" is as deep as the sea, unfathomable, as if a person from the nine heavens is looking down on everyone, it is shocking.

When wiping the blood from the corner of her lips with her sleeve, Mu Guixin vaguely understood something.

He couldn't fuse with the summoned "spirituality", nor could he use the power of that "spirituality", because - his body was too weak, and there was a phenomenon of repulsion and backlash.

If that "spirit" had any ill intentions towards him, just one thought would kill Mu Guixin, and his father didn't even have time to save him, because this "spirit" was summoned by himself.

But soon Mu Guixin felt relieved, because the aura coming from behind him was too pure and cold, without any filth... Such "living beings" would not kill casually.

The originally noisy Yuntai quieted down, a needle could be heard, and everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.

The fingers turned into clouds left Mu Guixin's shoulders, and when they were suspended in the void, their body became more solid.

If it was just a figure formed by the condensation of clouds and mist, at this moment, this phantom seemed to be infused with soul, and it began to come alive gradually.

The hazy clouds cleared away, revealing fingers as pure as cold jade, a loose robe, a figure like a jade tree, and long hair like ice and snow in Cangshan Mountain... In the end, only the face was a little blurred.

Those who descended by the technique of summoning spirits were unable to restrain the aura of their whole body, and a trace of Dao rhyme belonging to the immortal of Hedao affected the entire Yuntai.

Under the cloud bridge, spiky tender green emerges, and the blue color soon occupies the water surface. When the young leaves stretch, the lotus leaves touch the sky, and it is a clear blue.After that, the buds trembled slightly, and the clear lotus bloomed.

That is the way of "reincarnation" and "birth"!

Zhong Ying's pupils constricted, and the fingers under the sleeves were drawn together, the only thing in his eyes was the figure.

How can it be?

He knew this person, or in other words, no one in this world knew this person better than him.

——That's your surprise!

——That was Lord Lianzhong from the previous life!

Today's Jun Buyi is still a student of Yuxin Academy, and he has not yet had the grace of Lord Lianzhong who cut off the seven emotions and cut off the six desires, and became a fairy after joining the Tao.

But is it too ridiculous? !

Zhong Ying was in a complicated mood, and couldn't help but swear in his heart.

Can Mu Guixin's spirit summoning technique summon Lord Lianzhong from the "past life" or "future" through time and space?

This is no longer unreliable three words can explain it!This is a miracle!

But thinking about it carefully, Mu Guixin can summon anything, and it doesn't seem strange that he can summon a phantom of Lord Lianzhong?Moreover, in the previous life, Mu Guixin and Lian Zhongjun had been classmates for several years, and they had a deep friendship. It is not impossible to respond to the call of an acquaintance?

After thinking about it, Zhong Ying couldn't help but swear.

Feng Yanlin lost the ease and ease he had just now, and stared at the sky like a goose.

Seeing the gray-haired man in the toga, he opened his eyes.

His eyes were as silent as a starless night, as cold as snow in the middle of winter, without waves or ripples, and seemed to have no mood swings at all.

Afterwards, with a flick of his fingers, Feng Yanlin was sent to the audience, the spirit summoning technique failed, and he turned into a cloud and disappeared without a trace.

After a long time, the old headmaster coughed lightly, and the spirit sword in Feng Yanlin's hand fell to the ground with a slap, his mind was full of "who am I, where am I, what am I going to do", and said in a daze, "I lost?"

Is it too unfair to lose?

Everyone came back to their senses, gasping for air one after another.

Not to mention the reaction of the students, the masters lost their composure one after another.

Either sitting down on the ground, or accidentally smashing the teacup, the teacher who was closest to the old master pulled a piece of sleeve, and asked weakly: "Master, what is the cultivation level of that phantom just now?"

After the phantom appeared, they were all overwhelmed, let alone talking.

The old courtyard master sighed softly: "He Dao Immortal."

All the masters looked blank at the same time: "..."

"I didn't expect that there would be such a commotion in the trial of the Seventh Academy. Many old friends of the old man were shocked." The old headmaster shook his head, turned and left, "Go ahead, old man to appease those old friends."

Masters: "..."

They need to slow down!

When the masters announced that Mu Guixin had passed the test, the students had already recovered from the shock, and all of them were extremely curious.

When Mu Guixin got off the stage, they surrounded Mu Guixin layer by layer and asked what happened just now. Even Feng Yanlin grabbed his arm and said with the look of "If you don't tell me, I'll kill myself": "Junior Brother Mu, how did you do it?"

Mu Guixin supported his forehead: "I really don't know."

Zhong Ying breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly let go of his fingers.

He can face Jun Buyi calmly, but seeing the indifferent and handsome Lord Lianzhong, he still can't restrain the killing intent in his heart.

Pushing back his eager heart, Zhong Ying turned his head, his eyes fell on Jun Buyi's smooth crow hair, and a question that he never thought about before flashed in his mind.

Why is Lianzhong-kun gray-haired?

When he was a teenager, through the Jiandao water mirror, he often saw Jun Buyi playing the piano late at night. At that time, Jun Buyi was the same as now, with long hair like ink.

But later, after he ascended to the position of Demon Lord, he met the Lord unexpectedly on the battlefield. Lord Lianzhong's face did not change, but his hair was as gray as snow...

why?