The whole division is begging for my forgiveness

"Who are you? How dare you come here to rob a prisoner with a gun alone?" A monk scolded angrily.

Xiao Jing looked indifferent, and whipped the man with his backhand, rubbing the man's shoulder blade, scraping a bloody wound, and said casually: "The people who came to kill you."

"Don't be ashamed!"

The other party scolded angrily, and saw that the person who came was wearing a dark red robe and his face was covered with a black cloth. He couldn't see his face clearly, but his voice sounded like a young man.

The figure is weird, and the tricks are fierce, and I don't know what the tricks are.I don't even know who my teacher was, how could I get involved with Luo Suxuan at such a young age.

Everyone didn't associate the person in front of them with Chang Xuan, the Duanxiu of Chang's family in Nanyang.

After all, when Daozong held the ceremony of appreciating teachers, all the Taoist sects were present, and they all glanced at Chang Xuan from a distance.

Knowing that Chang Xuan has a quiet personality, taciturn, and even dull.

Absolutely not like the young man in front of him, cruel and domineering.

Moreover, it was the first time that everyone saw someone using this kind of long whip that was pitch black, densely covered with layers of scales, and accompanied by the sound of dragons.

So they all agreed that this person should be an evil way of unknown origin just like Luo Suxuan.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Lin family rushed forward a few steps, pointed their swords angrily, and scolded: "Bold! Do you know who we are? How dare you openly rob prisoners on the street?!"

What Xiaojing doesn't want to see the most now is the people from Linjian Villa.

How much do you want to see?

Xiaojing likes cleanliness, and especially hates unclean things. In his eyes, the few disciples of the Lin family who shouted at him just now are like the mud under his feet, which makes him feel extremely disgusted.

"I don't care who you are."

Xiaojing said coldly, with a flick of the long whip, he grabbed the most powerful disciple who was shouting just now by the neck.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he flicked vigorously into the air, and then whipped him across the waist.

Hearing a loud bang, the disciple who was shouting loudly just now died in an instant.

The body was as soft as noodles, and the limbs fell to the ground strangely.

Xiao Jing retracted his long whip, and said with a sneer, "Stop using Lin Jian Villa to suppress people, even if your patriarch is here today, I will kill you!"

What Luo Suxuan said was right, in this world the most suitable golden elixir for Xiaojing is Lin Jinghong's golden elixir.

Not only did he not feel the slightest sense of repulsion or strangeness, but in just a few days, he became one with Xiaojing.

This can't help but make Xiaojing have the illusion several times, as if this golden elixir belongs to him from the beginning to the end.

And he didn't plunder Lin Jinghong's golden core, but took back his own things.

"No, this person's identity is unknown, his cultivation base is extremely high, and the magic weapon in his hand is also amazingly powerful. It seems that he is in the same group as Luo Suxuan. I am afraid that with our cultivation base, he is no match for this young man. Why don't you hurry up?" Go find Patriarch Lin, if Luo Suxuan is rescued, not only will we be in vain this time, we may even become the laughing stock of the entire cultivation world!"

One of the monks from other sects lowered his voice and urged the disciples of the Lin family to quickly find the Patriarch.

But before the student had time to run to find someone, he was strangled by a whip the next moment.

Xiao Jing stood on the prison car, with a strange smile on his lips: "Why are you running? I don't care what sect or faction you belong to, let's go together!"

Then he pulled the whip, and with a swish, he threw the person out, and he fell to the ground and vomited blood.

"In that case, everyone, don't be polite to him, let's go up together!"

Before the words were finished, the monks present showed their magic weapons one after another, and the spiritual power on them could not stop flowing, emitting a sharp light.

"Xiaojing, my lute bone was pierced by an iron hook, and I can't recover my spiritual power in a short time. I may not be able to help you." Luo Suxuan held the cage with both hands, raised his face, his eyes were expressionless Wandering around, trying to find Xiaojing, he said in a low voice: "Fight if you win, forget it if you don't win, you don't have to worry about me, just run away first."

He was answered with a contemptuous "hum", Xiaojing raised his long whip fiercely, and turned back in mid-air.

The extremely prosperous spiritual power is like boiling water, centered on the prison car, spreading to the surroundings extremely quickly.

This is the first time he has killed all directions without any scruples after he has the golden core.

Naturally, he was merciless in every move. With a shake of his wrist, he pulled out several whip flowers, and the aura that was raised condensed into a gust of wind, blocking everyone present.

Like thousands of sword blades, twisted wildly inside, making a rattling sound, which sounds extremely terrifying.

"Everyone, don't be afraid, go! You don't need to keep alive, just kill them on the spot!"

I don't know who yelled, and immediately more than a dozen monks rushed up.

Soon, he was sent flying by the strong energy again, and he fell to the ground and vomited blood.

It turned out that these people had a fierce battle with Luo Suxuan not long ago. At that time, there were countless casualties, and many people's spiritual power had not yet fully recovered.

Right now, he is fighting with Xiaojing, and naturally he is losing the wind.

However, Lin Mobai was not here at the moment, and the remaining monks lost their backbone for a while, looking at the young man in the middle of the wind gust, they couldn't help showing a look of astonishment, and muttered to themselves: "What is the origin of this person? To have such a profound cultivation? Could it be that he is a member of the Demon Race?"

Xiao Jing didn't argue, and suddenly said to Luo Suxuan in the prison car: "Don't shake your body, I'll help you split the chain!"

Luo Suxuan said "Okay", and immediately stood there motionless.

The rustling sound of the wind came from his ear, like a cold blade, cutting his skin open, and blood dripped down.

Seeing this, Xiaojing no longer hesitated, raised his hand, and the magic weapon that Luo Suxuan and Yue Wuchen had previously merged into one appeared in his palm again.

The five fingers gathered together suddenly, and as soon as Xiao Jingcai grasped the hilt of the sword, there was a buzzing sound, spiritual power overflowed, and the sharp blade reflected his brows and eyes coldly.

Suddenly a sword cut towards the iron chain on Luo Suxuan's wrist.

Unexpectedly, in the next moment, Xiaojing's wrist shook, and the tiger's mouth burst open and bled, as if he had received some kind of guidance.

There was a strange burning sensation from the hilt of the sword, and Xiao Jing let go of his hand for a moment.

The long sword in his hand buzzed and flew backwards at high speed.

Then, it fell into the palm of a slender white hand.

When the breeze blew, the black Taoist robe fluttered.

Yue Wuchen raised his hand to summon the Magic Artifact, which flew from a distance and landed directly on the ground.

"It's Sect Master Yue! Sect Master Yue is here, great! Now we are saved!"

I don't know who yelled, and the rest of the monks reacted one after another, all of them showed joy, as if they were reborn, and shouted "Sect Master Yue is here".

Xiao Jing glanced down at his right hand expressionlessly, seeing the blood dripping from the palm after the tiger's mouth was broken.

Hot blood dripped down the back of Luo Suxuan's hand along the fingertips.

Luo Suxuan frowned, and suddenly said furiously: "What happened? Did Yue Wuchen come over? He...he hurt you? Didn't he?"

"Nobody can hurt me."

As long as Xiaojing is as cold as iron, then no one can hurt him in this world.

"Sovereign Yue, this person's identity is unknown, he robbed prisoners as soon as he came up, and injured so many Taoist disciples, he must be the same as Luo Suxuan, Sect Master Yue can make decisions for us, take this person down, and uncover his veil , let’s see how divine he is!”

Yue Wuchen ignored it, and looked at the Taoist disciples who were lying all over the ground.

Some had broken arms and legs, and some fell to the ground, vomiting blood, and the sound of wailing resounded through the sky.

These are all committed by Xiaojing.

Just for Luo Suxuan, Xiao Jing actually injured so many Taoist disciples in the street.

And many of them are disciples of Linjian Villa.

The person Xiaojing injured was not an outsider, but a member of the Lin family.

Xiaojing is also from the Lin family.

"Why, you are also here to stop me? Well, everyone who stops me is my enemy!"

Xiaojing didn't listen to Yue Wuchen's explanation at all, and whipped him with a whip.

But Yue Wuchen didn't stand still like the last time, not hiding or closing, letting Xiaojing go crazy and lashing at him with a whip.

This time, Yue Wuchen raised his hand and grabbed the tail of the whip, holding it tightly.

The fingertips were even a little white because they were gripped too hard.

Yue Wuchen saw Xiaojing masked, but no one around recognized him, so he never called Xiaojing's name.

He even had to pretend that he didn't know Xiaojing at all, so he could only slowly say: "Stop."

He hoped that Xiao Jing would know his difficulties and stop in time.

Even if Xiao Jing wants to leave, Yue Wuchen will turn a blind eye, close one eye, and let him go.

But Xiaojing was not allowed to take Luo Suxuan away.

Luo Suxuan will definitely die this time, even if Da Luo Jinxian descends to earth, it will be irreversible.

"If I don't stop, what can you do to me? Hit me, kill me, punish me, or destroy me?"

Xiaojing stared at Yue Wuchen coldly, the long whip in his hand was not loose at all.

The two of them refused to let go first, and they were in a stalemate like this, neither of them would take a step back.

Seeing this, the surrounding monks looked at each other with puzzled faces, not understanding what Yue Wuchen was waiting for, or what he was afraid of, why he didn't kill the boy.

"Sect Master Yue, why didn't you take action? Could it be that this person trampled on the reputation of the righteous way of the Taoist sect, and bullied the disciples of the Taoist sect like this?"

It's such a big hat, and it's straight on.

Yue Wuchen frowned, remembering that these people used to bully the few, if it wasn't for Xiaojing now having the golden elixir and the blessing of a high-quality magic weapon, Xiaojing would be the person who fell to the ground and vomited blood now.

Before he had time to reprimand these people for bullying the few, Xiao Jing sneered and mocked: "I bully the Taoist disciples? What a big joke. I have a child?"

"You!" The monk said angrily, "Whoever came here clamored, let us go together!"

"I didn't expect you to be so obedient, so now I let you die, why don't you listen?"

Xiaojing took the opportunity and shook the long whip violently.

With a whoosh, the tail of the whip bit the back of Yue Wuchen's hand like a spirit snake, scraping a bloodstain.

Yue Wuchen took the opportunity to let go, and the long whip swished, and he took it back.

"Xiao Jing, you can't beat Yue Wuchen, you go, leave me alone, Xiao Jing." Luo Suxuan said in a low voice, eagerly, "Xiao Jing, go, don't let Yue Wuchen hurt you, go... Wuchen is my father, a tiger does not eat its own child, he will not kill me, you go first, find a place to wait for me, I will definitely go back and look for you!"

"Tiger poison does not eat its offspring, but he is more dust-free."

Xiaojing looked lonely and muttered to himself in a low voice.

Even Lin Jing, his personal disciple who has been under his knees for 17 years, can be so cruelly dealt with by Yue Wuchen, let alone Luo Suxuan, who has an unknown origin.

Master and apprentice, father and son, I am afraid that in Yue Wuchen's eyes, nothing is as important as his honor, his reputation is important.

Xiaojing suddenly sneered, wondering if Yue Wuchen would kill Luo Suxuan.

Although Yue Wuchen refused to admit it, but the fusion of the magic weapon was obvious to all three of them.

If Yue Wuchen and Luo Suxuan were not biological father and son, they must be brothers of the same mother.

One is the Taoist master that everyone admires, and the other is a notorious evil way that everyone shouts and beats like a rat crossing the street.

If the relationship between the two people is known by all the Taoist schools, it must be very interesting, right?

Xiaojing sneered, determined to know whether Yue Wuchen would personally deal with Luo Suxuan.

He didn't hesitate anymore, and flew away from here.

Seeing this, those monks hurriedly chased after him, but was stopped by Yue Wuchen again, he said: "Be careful to divert the tiger away from the mountain."

When everyone heard it, they all felt very reasonable. Although they didn't understand why Yue Wuchen showed mercy to that man, out of respect for Daozong, they felt that Yue Suzerain had his own considerations.

Then he didn't continue to chase out.

Luo Suxuan couldn't see anything, he looked up and walked around blankly.

I want to go after Xiaojing's figure.

It took him a while to realize that Xiaojing had left.

Luo Suxuan secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but immediately afterwards, he was very cold and disheartened.

If the person imprisoned here today is Yue Wuchen, Xiaojing will definitely do his best to rescue Yue Wuchen.

Even if you die here.

Perhaps in Xiaojing's eyes, the more dust-free is more important after all.

Lin Mobai was afraid that Lin Jinghong would be discovered by others, so he refused to return to the team, so he had to quietly send Lin Jinghong back to Lin Jian Villa first.

Then go to meet Luo Suxuan's escort team.

Unexpectedly, when I went to meet him again, I heard that Yue Wuchen also came.

After some discussion, it was decided to send Luo Suxuan to Linjian Villa first, and then discuss.

Yue Wuchen always wondered what Xiaojing had experienced before.

Although Xiaojing didn't tell him, Yue Wuchen always felt that Xiaojing must have suffered a lot when he went back to Linjian Villa to pay homage to his deceased mother.

It was enough to make Xiaojing wronged enough to run away from the Lin family and join Luo Suxuan.During the period, I was afraid that something would happen again, which would cause Xiaojing's temperament to change drastically.

These things are more dust-free and unknown, and Xiaojing never answers directly.

Not only that, Yue Wuchen also has an inexplicable feeling for Luo Suxuan.

The fact that the magic tools of two people can be fused together means that the two have a very close blood relationship.

If not father and son, then they can only be brothers.

Yue Wuchen couldn't figure it out. Calculating the time, when he and Lin Jing were together, only seven years had passed.

Even if Luo Suxuan is his and Lin Jing's child, the age is not right.

Besides, Lin Jing's womb was not carrying Yue Wuchen's child at all. According to the time, it was the Demon Emperor's child anyway.

At that time, Yue Wuchen also confirmed that the flesh and blood in Lin Jing's belly was very devilish, and it was clearly the devil's fetus.

Along with Lin Jing's death, the devil's fetus was stillborn and turned into a puddle of pus and blood.

Even after the fact, Yue Wuchen tore the primordial spirit of the immature devil embryo into pieces, so that he would never have the chance to be reincarnated.

If Luo Suxuan is not Yue Wuchen's child, then it can only be his brother.

Yue Wuchen has no impression of his parents or relatives at all.

He grew up in the Wuji Dao Sect since he was a child, and his life was basically exactly the same as Lin Jing.

It's just that Lin Jing can go home to visit his relatives every now and then, and Lin Mobai will often take Lin Jinghong to the Wuji Taoist Sect as guests.The three brothers met many times.

And Yue Wuchen has never met his parents, and he doesn't know if he has brothers or sisters.

Now Luo Suxuan who is probably his younger brother suddenly appeared, which shocked Yue Wuchen and made him doubt his own life experience.

How could it be possible for a child born in a good family to become an evil way of killing|people|people?

This must have something to do with Luo Suxuan's growth experience.

What exactly did Luo Suxuan go through to kill|people|people|like|numb like this, without|evil|no|doing nothing|evil|not|doing like this.Will there be any hidden secrets in this?

Did it come from parental influence?What is even blood feud?

At night, everyone stopped to rest temporarily in a wilderness.

Luo Suxuan was imprisoned in a prison van, guarded by special disciples.

In order to prevent Luo Suxuan from escaping, a group of monks will be guarded every hour.

Taking advantage of the dead of night, Yue Wuchen quietly came to the prison car.

Raising their hands to the guarding monks, the two monks retreated knowingly and stood aside.None of the eyes looked this way.

Luo Suxuan was bound in the prison car and couldn't sleep at all. The pain in his body and the longing for Xiaojing made him unable to rest.

Hearing the sound of footsteps suddenly, his first reaction was that Lin Mobai had come, and immediately sneered, "Why, it's not enough for Patriarch Lin to blind me, so he came here to vent his anger?"

"Your eyes were blinded by Lin Mobai?" Yue Wuchen whispered, "Why?"

Luo Suxuan recognized Yue Wuchen's voice, but stopped talking.He thought Yue Wuchen was his biological father.

But for so many years, Luo Suxuan never knew that he also had a father.

For as long as he could remember, he had been alone and alone.

No parents, no relatives, no siblings, no friends.

The only thought in my heart was to find Lin Jing and bring Lin Jing back to Xifeng Mountain.

Day and night with Lin Jinghuan, until death.

Apart from that, Luo Suxuan can't remember anything else.

Now that he suddenly found out that Yue Wuchen was his real father, Luo Suxuan couldn't accept it for a while.

"Did you follow your mother's surname, or did you change it later for other reasons?"

Yue Wuchen asked in a low voice, when the Daoist sect gave a disciple a Dao name, he would not change the disciple's surname, just like Lin Jing, whose original name was Lin Zhaoying, and Jing was the name given to him by Yue Wuchen, which is also considered be his name.

Yue Wuchen's surname is Yue, but Luo Suxuan's surname is Luo. If one is not named after his father and the other is named after his mother, then there is only one possibility—Luo Suxuan changed his name.

Luo Suxuan said coldly: "I don't know!"

"How can you not know? Who is your surname and who gave you your name? How can you not know?"

In fact, Luo Suxuan just doesn't quite know why his surname is Luo, and why he is called "Suxuan".

From the day he could remember, he knew that he was called "Luo Suxuan".

Once, when he had nothing to do, he also thought about this question.

Later, Luo Suxuan thought that Luo could be scattered all over the world, or it could be a net of heaven and earth, which means "capture".

Plain is the absence of any color, that is, white.

Xuan understands better, Xuan is black, black is opposite to light, and the other side of light is shadow.

Luo - capture.

Plain - white.

Xuan - shadow.

Capturing the white shadow—it can also be extended to capture Lin Zhaoying in a white robe.

This is not only the origin of his name, but also Luo Suxuan's fate in this life.

I spent my whole life capturing Lin Zhaoying who was wearing a white Taoist robe.

But Luo Suxuan no matter what, Lin Zhaoying in the white Taoist robe can no longer be found in the sky and on the earth.

But by mistake, by mistake, he fell in love with Xiaojing.

I don't know if it's a joke from God.

"I don't know, I just don't know, what answer does Suzerain Yue want from me?"

Luo Suxuan sneered and said, "A monk, actually six senses are unclean, the same woman gave birth to a child, but then discarded her own child wantonly, but after becoming famous, she raised someone else's child, even after that child grew up. , once again greedy for the world of mortals... Yue Wuchen, you are really a hypocrite with double appearance."

"It's a fact that you and I are fused together, and I don't deny that we have a deep relationship with you, but..." Yue Wuchen stepped forward, and said in a low voice, "You can't be me child!"

"Dare you dare to admit it? Tell me, who did you give birth to me with? Why did you give birth to me, and you didn't care about it? Why didn't you want me? Why?"

Now Luo Suxuan finally understands why he "hates" Lin Jing so much, maybe Lin Jing stole his father's love.

That's why he wanted to torture Lin Jing to death.

It must be so, it must be!

And all of this is due to Yue Wuchen!

A monk could not abide by the rules and precepts, had a good time with a woman, and had children.

But in order to continue to succeed the suzerain, he "abandoned his wife and son"!How cruel!

"No wonder, you regard Lin Jing as your own. I'm afraid you thought of the child you abandoned? You would rather raise Lin Jing than me! What kind of father are you?!"

Yue Wuchen had a splitting headache, but he still patiently explained: "You and I are definitely not father and son."

"Then how are you going to explain the fusion of the magic weapon between you and me? Don't tell me, we are brothers, how old are you this year, how old am I, how much difference is there between you and me?"

"That's why I asked you, do you follow your mother's surname, do you remember where you are from, are your parents still alive, and are there any other relatives in the family?" Yue Wuchen asked in a low voice.

"I don't remember," Luo Suxuan said in a low voice, "I just remember that I seemed to have experienced a very painful experience, and then fell into a deep sleep."

"It was a painful experience... but what impression do you have?" Yue Wuchen asked.

"I can't remember clearly, but I vaguely remember that at that time, there were mountains of corpses and blood flowing, and I was alone, standing in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, surrounded by a vast darkness... I couldn't find the direction to go home..."