The whole division is begging for my forgiveness

Lin Mobai has been working day and night, staying up for five days and nights, and finally made his arm.

He excitedly ran to pick up Lin Jinghong.

It was also forced to connect.

But for some reason, there was a rejection reaction with Lin Jinghong.

Not only can it not be used by Lin Jinghong, but it will also hurt him.

Lin Mobai only thought that he was too impatient and didn't fully handle this arm.

But no matter how he adjusted it, this arm just refused to obey.

Even when his arm was just connected to Lin Jinghong's body, he began to grope for the blade indiscriminately, wanting to hurt someone.

Lin Mobai realized it later, and it should be Xiaojing's essence that caused the trouble.

It should be that Xiaojing himself didn't want to let Lin Jinghong use his essence.

That's why there was such a big rejection.

But at the beginning, Lin Mobai voluntarily withdrew his essence, so there were no such things.

Could it be that, he made up his mind and planned all of this, but in the end it was nothing?

Lin Mobai didn't believe in evil, and forced his arm to be used by Lin Jinghong.

But without exception, it all fell short.

On the contrary, because of this, Lin Jinghong's severed arm was burned, making him in agony.

Lin Mobai was full of resentment, and didn't understand why Xiaojing was so stubborn.

Obviously the essence orifice has been separated from the body, and it is impossible to reconnect it.

But I would rather turn my essence into fly ash than be used by Lin Jinghong!

So stubborn, so stubborn!

Lin Mobai had no choice but to watch Lin Jinghong get hurt by this arm again.

After five days and five nights of non-stop sleepless nights, the result is still a dream, and the bamboo basket is empty.

Lin Jinghong woke up from his stupor in pain, and saw Lin Mobai holding an arm in his hand.

In a daze, I couldn't help shouting in pain: "Brother, don't try again, it hurts too much, I don't want this arm, I don't want it anymore."

"Jinghong, if you don't connect the arm, you will only be a mediocre monk for the rest of your life."

Lin Mobai's voice was trembling, and he said in a low voice: "Your original turbulent and vast spiritual power will gradually calm down, and you will become a very mediocre person. Can you accept it?"

Lin Jinghong said: "So what? It's not because I was tricked by someone that I became like this. I was disabled because I went to the Demon Realm to kill enemies and save my brother, and fought for the realm of comprehension... It's not just Disability is also the credit I made for the cultivation world, it is an honor, and I think it is worth it."

But even Lin Jinghong said so.Lin Mobai still couldn't let go.

I always feel that everything was going smoothly, but in the end it was defeated by Xiaojing.

This made Lin Mobai feel resentful.

If it wasn't for Xiao Jing's appearance, Lin Jinghong would still be alive and well, still a high-ranking Taoist monk, the proud young master of Lin Jian Villa.

Now he is gradually reduced to a mediocre boy.

This made Lin Mobai unacceptable and unbearable.

And it's all because of Xiaojing!

"Jinghong, big brother will think of other ways."

Lin Mobai comforted in a soft voice: "You are tired too, go to sleep for a while."

"Well, good..." Lin Jinghong's eyelids were so heavy that he could barely open them, but he still murmured in a low voice: "Brother, help me take good care of Xiaojing...he likes to eat sweet things, brother Remember to buy it for him."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Jinghong fell asleep again.

Before Lin Mobai could sigh, the eager voice of a disciple came from outside the palace gate.

"Patriarch, it's not good, Daoist Shen...he's dead!"

"what?!"

These words were like a thunderclap on the ground, Lin Mo shook his hands, and even raised his voice subconsciously.

But in order not to disturb Lin Jinghong's rest.

Lin Mobai temporarily sealed his arm, and then strode out.

"Where?"

"The body is parked in the front yard!"

When Lin Mobai rushed away with his disciples, he saw a corpse covered in a white cloth from a long distance away.

Lin Mobai couldn't believe it, but he still raised his hand, signaling the disciples to lift the white cloth.

A bloody corpse was revealed.

There were more than a dozen blood marks on the cheeks, and the Tianling cover was almost completely sunken, showing that the bones had been broken.

The Taoist robe was almost soaked in blood.

There was also a long sword across his chest, which was Shen Qingyuan's own life sword.

Besides, there was almost no good flesh on his body, and it was covered with bloody mouths of different lengths.

Lin Mobai identified it for a long time before he recognized that this person was Shen Qingyuan.

But obviously not long ago, the two had just met each other.

Now Shen Qingyuan has become a corpse, and the appearance of death is still so miserable.

Lin Mobai even saw a relieved smile on Shen Qingyuan's face.

Such a miserable death, but still showing such a smile.

Seeing what happened, Shen Qingyuan felt relieved.

These don't seem too hard to guess.

It should be Xiaojing's work.

Under the whole world, only Xiaojing's forgiveness should make Shen Qingyuan feel relieved.

Only when Xiaojing made a move, Shen Qingyuan would not resist.

Lin Mobai couldn't describe his mood at the moment, he always felt that he made a wrong step, that he was standing on the edge of a cliff, and couldn't turn back.

"Patriarch, Daoist Shen seems to be holding something in his hand!"

A disciple spoke up.

After hearing this, Lin Mobai raised his leg and took a step forward, and really saw something clutched in Shen Qingyuan's hand.

And it was held so tightly that his body became stiff after death, and unless his fingers were broken, there was no way to take them out.

But Lin Mobai still saw the rosary from Shen Qingyuan's clenched right hand through the gap between the fingers.

"...It turns out that this is the rosary that Shen Qingyuan asked about before."

Lin Mobai muttered to himself in a low voice.

It has already been guessed that Shen Qingyuan should have gone to find Xiaojing alone, but he doesn't know what kind of dispute happened.

So much so that Shen Qingyuan died, and before he died, he was still clutching the rosary beads he gave to Xiaojing.

"Send a letter to the Wuji Taoist sect, just say... just say..." Lin Mobai felt a deep headache, knowing that all this could no longer be concealed, "just say, Luo Suxuan once again lured|abducted Chang Xuan and killed him. Daoist Shen, there is no need to wait for the disciples of the Dao Sect to collect the corpse, but send a few people to send the body back to the Wuji Dao Sect."

The disciple immediately cupped his hands and said, "Yes!"

After Lin Mobai finished dealing with Shen Qingyuan's matter, he returned to the palace in a very sad state.

But they discovered that Lin Jinghong had disappeared!

I was taken aback immediately, and then flew into a rage, looking at the open window and chasing out.

Under the boundless night, where is the figure of Lin Jinghong!

Under Lin Mobai's rage, he thought of Xiaojing again, and summoned the entire Linjian Villa to find Lin Jinghong even if they had to dig three feet into the ground.

At the same time, Lin Jinghong was staggering after his arm.

Originally, he was asleep in the palace.

Suddenly there was a loud bang, and the next moment, the arm flew over, slapped his head and face, and woke him up.

Still hovering above Lin Jinghong's head, as if to take him somewhere.

Lin Jinghong knew that this arm was made by his elder brother, so he made it with great difficulty.

I can't bear to let my eldest brother's hard work go to waste.

Without even having time to call out, enduring the pain, he jumped out of the broken window.

Chased out of Linjian Villa all the way.

From the deserted street, all the way to the dense forest.

It was dark, and there was no one around.

After chasing here, the arm disappeared.

Lin Jinghong covered his broken arm and looked around, feeling that this place was very strange.

And the surrounding night was too dark for him to see clearly the surrounding environment.

"I'm right, Lin Jinghong has no brains, he will definitely come out with him."

Suddenly, a man's sneer sounded from the depths of the forest.

When Lin Jinghong heard this voice, he immediately recognized Luo Suxuan's voice, and immediately said angrily: "Bitch! What kind of hero is hiding? Why don't you get out!"

"Mr. Lin, you seem to have made a mistake. I am not a hero in the first place. The evil spirits should walk in the night like me."

Luo Suxuan's voice came again, and suddenly a sword light flashed from a distance, cut through the night, and stabbed straight at Lin Jinghong's body.

Lin Jinghong dodged in a hurry, and with a thought, he grabbed the long sword and lifted it fiercely to block it.

With a clang sound, sword lights overflowed, Lin Jinghong was defeated, and he retreated several steps before barely stopping.

"What a waste, he can't even catch my sword casually."

Luo Suxuan's figure walked slowly from the depths of the forest, followed by another figure not far behind.

Lin Jinghong didn't notice the person behind Luo Suxuan, and yelled at Luo Suxuan: "Dog | Fuck Luo Suxuan! You actually brought your dog legs here again to cause harm to the world!"

"No, you're wrong, the person behind me is not my dog's leg."

Luo Suxuan smiled, and took a step aside, revealing Xiaojing behind him, and said again, "I am his dog's henchman, and he is my master now."

Lin Jinghong frowned fiercely, and looked over subconsciously.

But the moment he saw the person coming, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning on the spot.

Taking a step forward in disbelief, Lin Jinghong called out in astonishment, "Xiaojing?"

But soon, Lin Jinghong quickly shook his head and denied: "No, this is not Xiaojing, Xiaojing is not like this!"

Xiaojing should be weak in writing, with bright features but not ostentatious, wearing a neat Taoist robe, with long hair tied up, and dressed in a very clear and wimpy manner.

It's not what it is like now, with flamboyant clothes, a beautiful face, like a good girl, with a stern expression, no smile, and a gloomy look.

Standing with Luo Suxuan, it was indescribably weird, like a boy and girl beside a grave.

"No, this is not Xiaojing! Xiaojing is visiting my Lin's house now, and he stays in Lin's house well!"

Lin Jinghong raised his sword and pointed at Luo Suxuan angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "Despicable! You actually created a fake Xiaojing! It's nondescript, nondescript, not at all like Xiaojing! Xiaojing is not like that of!"

"Hahahahaha, Lin Jinghong, you didn't recognize Lin Jing before, and you can't recognize Xiaojing now! It seems that your liking for Xiaojing is nothing more than that, even worse than Shen Qingyuan!" Luo Suxuan mockingly laughed Said, "At that time, Shen Qingyuan recognized Xiaojing at a glance."

"Impossible! Xiaojing is obviously a guest at Lin's house, how could this be Xiaojing?"

Lin Jinghong still couldn't believe it, he felt that Xiao Jing was doing well in the Lin family, how could he become like this?

Still with Luo Suxuan.

Taoist robes are no longer worn, and Taoist hairpins are no longer hairpins.

Even the sword of life is not lost.

It's not like Xiaojing at all.

But Lin Jinghong faintly felt that the young man in front of him was Xiaojing.

Lin Jinghong shook his head, his tone sounded very sharp: "What happened? Why did Xiao Jing become like this? Tell me! What did you do to Xiao Jing, tell me quickly!"

"You should go back and ask your elder brother what he did to Xiaojing."

Luo Suxuan's tone became more and more mocking, and he raised his hand to grab it. The previous arm flew across the night sky and suddenly fell into his hand.

Seeing this, Lin Jinghong said angrily, "That's my arm! Give it back!"

"Your arm? When did this become your arm?" This time it was Xiaojing who spoke.

Xiaojing's face was neither sad nor happy, he looked as cold as ice, and his tone sounded very stiff, he said word by word: "This is my thing, when did it become yours?"

"Okay, you say it's yours, it's yours, I can give you whatever you want, Xiao Jing, come here, don't be with Luo Suxuan, Xiao Jing!"

Lin Jinghong tried to persuade Xiaojing to come back, fearing that Xiaojing and Luo Suxuan would not end well together.

Eyes were red with anxiety, Lin Jinghong choked up and said: "Xiaojing, although I don't know what happened during the days and nights when I was asleep. But I know, you must be innocent. You come here first , okay? What's the matter, let's talk about it when we go home!"

"Home? Where did I come from?" Xiaojing said coldly, "Where is my home, and where are my relatives? I was originally a lonely person. I used to be, I am now, and I will always be in the future."

"It's not like that, no! You have a home, and my home is your home! Xiaojing, come back with me, okay?"

Xiaojing: "Are you begging me to do something?"

Lin Jinghong nodded: "Yes, I'm begging you to go back with me."

Xiao Jing said coldly: "If you ask for help, you must have the attitude of asking for help. Mr. Lin is trying to force me to do something?"

After Lin Jinghong heard this, his red eyes suddenly opened wide, and he looked at Xiaojing in disbelief.

Even Luo Suxuan looked over subconsciously, a little surprised, a little stunned, but very satisfied with Xiaojing's current state.

Being ruthless and loveless is God, and only one who has no heart and no desire can cultivate a positive result, and Xiaojing will not have any pain.

"Okay, I'll do anything for you."

Lin Jinghong gritted his teeth, knelt down in front of Xiaojing, and said in a low voice, "I beg you, come back with me."

Xiao Jing was unmoved, and there seemed to be no emotional change on his face. He seemed dissatisfied with Lin Jinghong's mere kneeling, and frowned and snorted impatiently.

Lin Jinghong clenched his fists tightly, since Xiao Jing was unwilling to walk towards him, then he took one step at a time, even if it was crawling, he had to climb to Xiao Jing's side.

"Please, come back with me, please."

It was the first time for Lin Jinghong to beg others so humbly.

Kneeling step by step, moving towards Xiaojing.

His cheeks were flushed with shame, and tears welled up in his eyes.

In the past, the second brother was so precious to him, and he always spoke softly to him, and never said a word of harsh words to him, let alone beat, scold and humiliate him.

Although the elder brother was not as gentle as the second elder brother, he had never humiliated him like this.

Even when Lin Jinghong was kidnapped by Luo Suxuan, imprisoned in a cave, and tortured in various ways, he never broke his pride.

Even if it was death, Lin Jinghong would never give in. He was as proud as a peacock in Linjian Villa, always so high and mighty.

But now, he wants to let Xiaojing go home with him.

Even ignoring that Luo Suxuan was there, he just knelt down and walked to Xiaojing's body step by step.

Lin Jinghong was trembling, raised his hand and grabbed Xiaojing's sleeve, looked up at Xiaojing's icy face, choked up and begged: "Xiaojing, come home with me, okay?"

"I don't want to go home with you." Xiaojing indifferently shook Lin Jinghong's arm away, as if he thought it was dirty, and patted the non-existent dust on his sleeve, and said indifferently, "Mr. Lin's knee It's really contemptible, if you say kneel, you kneel. It seems that the people in Linjian Villa are nothing more than that."

Lin Jinghong's hand was thrown away, and he froze in place, his hands were empty, and his heart was also empty.

Hearing the humiliation from Xiaojing in his ear, the tears could not be held back any longer, and came directly out of his eyes.

Unexpectedly, seeing this, Xiaojing sneered and said, "Tears are so contemptible, just drop them as soon as you say them."

He raised his leg and kicked Lin Jinghong down, then said coldly: "When you had someone tie me up and throw me into the firewood shed, and kick my steamed buns away, did you ever think about what will happen to you today?"

The pain caused Lin Jinghong to cover his chest, bent down, and said in a trembling voice: "Can you tell me? What happened? Why did Xiaojing become like this? Why?"

"Because... your elder brother drew Xiao Jing's essence." Luo Suxuan laughed mockingly from the side, "You are really your elder brother's good helper, if you hadn't cheated Xiao Jing's trust so pitifully, Lin Mobai may not be able to succeed yet."

"What?! You said... You said my elder brother drew Xiaojing's essence? It's impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Lin Jinghong shook his head, his face full of disbelief, and after a while, he suddenly got up again, pointed at Luo Suxuan's face, and cursed: "It's you! It's you! It's you, what did you do to Xiaojing, it must be you! "

Luo Suxuan didn't refute, but turned to look at Xiaojing, and said pitifully, "Master, he humiliated me."

Then the next moment, Xiao Jing slapped him out, Lin Jinghong didn't expect Xiao Jing to attack him, he was beaten back a few steps, and before he could say anything, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Xiaojing withdrew his hand, and said indifferently: "Beating a dog depends on the owner, what are you!"

Lin Jinghong coughed violently, coughed up a lot of blood, and trembled with pain on his face: "You actually... actually hit me for Luo Suxuan? You actually hurt me like this for an outsider? In your eyes , Luo Suxuan is more important than me?"

"Yes, he is more important than you," Xiaojing said, "he is my slave, and he will be loyal to me for the rest of his life. If I don't let him die, he can't die. And you can't even be by my side." A dog is not qualified."

The smile on Luo Suxuan's face began to widen again.

He thought to himself, if Lin Jing knew that his precious brother would be humiliated by him seven years later.

How do you feel in your heart.

But Xiao Jing is not Lin Jing after all.

It has been seven years, seven years, and the sea has changed.

Things have changed a long time ago, Xiaojing is Lin Jing, but not quite Lin Jing, everything is right, except the time is wrong.

Luo Suxuan doesn't like Lin Jing, who is compassionate and takes the common people as his own responsibility, but he likes Xiaojing who is ruthless and cold as ice.

Even Xiao Jing was not good to him, if he raised his hand to hit him if he didn't agree with a word, Luo Suxuan was willing to do so.

Luo Suxuan loves the current Xiaojing so badly, even though Xiaojing is ruthless and loveless, she is no longer moved by him.

"Can the extracted essence be taken back?" Xiaojing asked suddenly.

Luo Suxuan: "I can't, I can't return to you anymore."

"Okay, give me your arm."

Xiaojing raised his right hand.

"What do you want to do?" Luo Suxuan asked softly from the side.

"You are not qualified to ask."

In this way, Luo Suxuan could only hand over his arm to Xiaojing.

However, Xiaojing was merciless, using his spiritual power, and turned his arm into powder on the spot.

"Since it can't be used by me, I'd rather destroy it." Xiaojing said indifferently.

When the night wind blew, the powder was like sparkling sparks, and quickly dissipated in the night.

"I'm impatient," Xiaojing said, frowning, "I want the golden pill, give me the golden pill."

"It's not enough now, didn't you say yes, give me three days? The time has not yet come. If you are tired, go back and rest first. Let me handle it here."

Xiaojing nodded, and really turned and left.

Even though Lin Jinghong called him heartbreakingly from behind, he just remained unmoved.

"Xiao Jing, come back, Xiao Jing! Please, come back quickly! Ah!!! Xiao Jing!"

Lin Jinghong yelled in pain, but Xiaojing never looked back, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's so pitiful. After crying like this, Mr. Lin, who refused to cry at all, is now crying like a tearful person. It really makes people feel distressed."

Luo Suxuan approached slowly, raised his hand to pinch Lin Jinghong's chin, forced him to raise his face, and said with a sneer, "Mr. Lin, do you still remember how I humiliated you back then?"

Lin Jinghong raised his hand to block it, gnashed his teeth and cursed: "Luo Suxuan, you must die!"

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Lin is still so angry. Why, have you really forgotten everything from the past?"

Luo Suxuan wiped his hands, and said with a sneer: "Have you forgotten how I imprisoned you in the cave, day and night, and suffered humiliation?"

"you shut up!"

Lin Jinghong screamed uncontrollably.

These painful memories were nightmares that he couldn't get rid of when he dreamed back at midnight!

Back then, he was captured alive by Luo Suxuan by mistake, and he was also captured in a cave and imprisoned.

Humiliated and tortured day and night.

Luo Suxuan found many furnaces.

At that time Lin Jinghong was young and full of vigor, even if he refused to listen or read, he was still a man.

Because of this, being ridiculed and humiliated by Luo Suxuan in every possible way, Luo Suxuan said at the time: "You are nothing more than that, what kind of saint are you pretending to be a pure-hearted saint? Isn't it the same as the six sense organs?"

"Mr. Lin, let's be a woman in my next life, so that I can have children with a man."

What's more, Luo Suxuan humiliated him and said: "If not, Mr. Lin asked for these furnaces, and see who among them is willing to take pity on you and be happy with you. Experience what is good about Longyang. If Mr. Lin is willing, these furnaces are all yours."

Lin Jinghong was young and energetic at the time, how could he be willing to suffer this level of humiliation.

He also hated himself for having such an unbearable reaction. In a fit of anger, he destroyed himself.

From now on, he will no longer have the ability to reproduce.

Although she is not physically disabled, she can no longer be emotionally attached to anyone.

This matter was the greatest shame of Lin Jinghong's life, he never dared to tell anyone.

Even the closest elder brother, he never said anything.

This is why Lin Jinghong hates Luo Suxuan and all the broken sleeves in the world.

Originally, he wasn't a broken sleeve, and he didn't like any good things about Long Yang, and he even secretly had a crush on other beautiful female cultivators.

But now, Lin Jinghong is no longer a complete person.

Not anymore.

If he wanted to be gay, he had to be humble with men.

But how can a peacock who is so arrogant be willing to tactfully court another man?

Lin Jinghong was ashamed and angry, he raised his sword and slashed wildly, roaring in his mouth: "I'll kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with broken sleeves. You haven't tried to have sex with a man, have you?" Luo Suxuan dodged deftly, and laughed softly, "Please beg me, I'll help you."

"I am going to kill you!"

Under Lin Jinghong's rage, his subordinates were disorganized and could only grasp the sword and slash wildly.

It wasn't until exhausted that he sat down in embarrassment.

He kept muttering to himself that he wanted to kill Luo Suxuan.

"Actually, you were deceived not only by this one thing, but also by another thing. You have been kept in the dark."

Luo Suxuan whispered: "About the real cause of your second brother Lin Jing's death."

"My...second brother's cause of death?"

"Yes, the cause of his death was that Lin Jing used his body to feed demons, making people neither human nor ghost, and even lost the sword of life, and returned to the master's gate with the flesh and blood of the demon emperor in his stomach.

What awaited him was not the welcome from his master, but endless pain.

Daozong couldn't stand such unbearable Lin Jing at all, just like your elder brother couldn't bear the unbearable Chang Xuan.

Severe punishment, humiliation and torture in every possible way.The three courts tried together for a day and a night. "

Lin Jinghong muttered to himself: "Impossible, impossible. Sect Master Yue loves my second brother very much, and Senior Brother Shen also loves my second brother very much. It is impossible for them to treat my second brother like that."

"What's impossible?" Luo Suxuan continued, "Yue Wuchen personally punished Lin Jing with seventeen swords, severed all the veins in his body, and expelled him from the sect."

"Shen Qingyuan ruined Lin Jing's appearance, cut off his tongue, and ruined his voice. He even watched with cold eyes, and let the disciples in the mountain kick Lin Jing off the fairy mountain one by one."

"And your good brother Lin Mobai not only failed to protect Lin Jing, but also broke his hand bone in the process."

After a pause, Luo Suxuan stared at Lin Jinghong's pale face, and said again: "I think, with your eldest brother's disposition, he should have said something like this to Lin Jing at that time, for example, why was Jinghong the one who died, and why the one who died was Jinghong?" Isn't it you? Or, you made a big mistake, you might as well die in the devil world."

"Don't say it, don't say it anymore, it's not like this, it's not like this, no!"

Lin Jinghong was about to collapse, raised his hands to cover his ears, shook his head vigorously, and said with a sob: "It's not like that, it's not!"

"If you don't believe me, why don't you go home and ask your dear elder brother? One must live soberly in this life. Oh, yes." Luo Suxuan approached him and said in a low voice, "It's not you who wants to die. The best way to escape is that your second brother broke into the Demon Realm because of you. If it wasn't for you, he would still be a high-ranking Taoist disciple."

"So, you must not let yourself go, and you must not die so easily. Make atonement, and make atonement to your second brother."

Lin Jinghong covered his ears in pain, but Luo Suxuan's words fell into his ears word by word like thunder.

"Go back and ask your elder brother, but remember, you must come back to me, because Xiaojing needs a golden pill. You are his twin brother, and your golden pill is the most suitable for Xiaojing in the world."

Lin Jinghong didn't say another word, grabbed the blade of the sword and slowly stood up, staggering back.

Luo Suxuan didn't chase after him either, he knew it.

With Lin Jinghong's temper, he will definitely come back.

A golden pill will soon be circulating in Xiaojing's body.

The word mediocrity is no longer used to describe Xiaojing.

Luo Suxuan laughed, and the breeze blew through the ends of his hair, blowing away the broken hair on his forehead.

For a moment, the exact same cracking soul mark as Yue Wuchen flashed between his brows.

But in an instant, it disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

The author has something to say:

Big Brother and Jinghong are of the same father, half mother, and half father, while Jinghong and Lin Jing are twin brothers of the same father and mother.And from the subtle things, it can be seen that it must be done willingly.Otherwise, the golden elixir cut out is useless.

Lin Jinghong is the most suitable candidate no matter from which aspect, he is not forced, he is willing.