The master of metaphysics is trying to break up again

Lin Xuekuang felt chills in his heart, and he couldn't help clenching the armrest of the chair beside him with his fingers. The joints were blue and white, as if he was clenching the neck of an enemy.

Tang Lin looked at him for a moment, and said: "I didn't expect that kid named Xie Wenyuan... Oh, that's the name, I'm quite open-minded. Although I don't like him very much, he gave me a very good one." Inspiration. Next time, thank him for me."

Lin Xuekuang sneered, and wanted to talk, but at this moment, he suddenly realized that the outside became a little noisy at some point.

He raised his head suddenly, looked at Tang Lin for a moment, then got up and walked quickly to the window, pulling the curtains aside.

Tang Lin didn't stop him.

The floor here is extremely high, overlooking the entire stronghold of the reef. He suddenly discovered that a group of people poured in from several directions, agitated, and seemed to want to force their way in.

Lin Xuekuang's expression changed suddenly, he turned around and grabbed Tang Lin, and asked, "Where did they come from? What are you going to do?!"

"Ask these people."

Tang Lin didn't care about Lin Xuekuang's offense, and looked out of the window, as if he was also carefully distinguishing: "Well, there are people from the Metaphysics Association, and there are also disciples sent by various sects, oh, maybe there will be some Your Xie Wenyuan... oh, that's his name, I can't remember it clearly."

"Why are they here?"

"Because I let out the wind and told them that the reef is here." Tang Lin said frankly, "These people wanted to kill me in their dreams, so they came naturally."

It turns out that the surprise is here.

Lin Xuekuang should have been angry at first, but when things got to this point, his face froze for a while, and instead he slowly smiled.

"You're really not a fucking thing." Lin Xuekuang said, "It's the same as always."

Tang Lin's own father never scolded him with bad words, and this was the first time for Lin Xuekuang. Tang Lin ignored it, lit a cigarette, lowered his head and took a deep breath, not rushing or slowing down. Spit it out and asked, "Do you want to continue scolding?"

With so many people rushing in together, Tang Lin must have had a bad intention. Lin Xuekuang thought of everything in the past, but felt exhausted. He leaned against the window sill, closed his eyes and turned his head to one side.

His neck was protruding from the neckline. It was white and slender, like a dying swan. Tang Lin couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch his neck, but he didn't use any force. He just felt the flow of blood and breath with his palm.

"Who are you angry about?" Tang Lin smiled slowly, "Worried about Xie Wenyuan?"

Lin Xuekuang didn't speak.

Tang Lin said thoughtfully: "I'm really surprised, where did this...precious friendship come from between you two? Have you known each other since you were very young? But I don't remember him as one of your friends."

Lin Xuekuang finally turned to look at him again: "How much do you think you know about me? Do you think you know everything?"

Tang Lin chuckled, but his eyes were dark: "I heard from Wu Fang that you were with that kid. I didn't believe it at first, but no matter how bad your vision is, it's not that bad. Now look It's because I think highly of you... um, like him?"

The whole room was full of light and shadow, making it look weird and gloomy. Lin Xuekuang's eyes were like cats, staring at Tang Lin's face.

Tang Lin urged with a smile, "Speak up."

After a while, Lin Xuekuang whispered, "What do you want me to say?"

Tang Lin looked at him without saying a word.

Lin Xuekuang said: "I said I like him, you will definitely kill him, but I said I don't like him, do you believe me?"

Tang Lin laughed: "Don't you still don't want him to die?"

"He saved me, but I have to turn around and cheat him. I can't do such an inhuman thing."

A half-smile appeared on Lin Xuekuang's face, he grabbed Tang Lin's wrist, and pulled his hand off his neck: "Uncle Tang, I'm different from you, I've never been the same."

This sentence made Tang Lin pause.

He was regarded as the same generation as Lin Xuekuang's father at the beginning, no matter how he thought about it, the "Uncle Tang" was correct, but in fact Lin Xuekuang didn't call him that many times. When I was introduced to others, I occasionally called him uncle.

Once a naive child, now he has grown into a handsome young man. Time is really a magical thing.

But it may be because the age gap between the two is relatively large, and Tang Lin has always maintained the strong physical strength and sharp spirit of his prime, so in his eyes, no matter how old Lin Xuekuang grows, he is still a child, immature. It's pitiful.

"You're different from me because you're not in my place, not because of our differences. If you sit here one day, you'll know that there are many things and there is no choice."

Tang Lin said calmly: "I know, you have been instilled in your mind by those people with a lot of things you shouldn't have, but it doesn't matter, you can change it slowly. As for now, if you don't like it, just close your eyes. Just Need to stay with me, stop thinking about so much mess, I will make you comfortable."

Lin Xuekuang said: "You purposely gathered so many people together, as if you wanted to catch them all at once."

Tang Lin chuckled unconsciously: "You really understand me."

He twisted off the cigarette casually, and patted Lin Xuekuang's face: "Let me tell you, I have already calculated the right time, and I am going to take out the soul book, and then use the seven-star thunder mark to disrupt the trajectory of time and smash the inside of it." If it succeeds, if it fails, let them be crushed under the power of the soul book, and it will be considered as the best use."

His gaze was deep and cold: "From the time I first placed the soul mirror under Luojia Mountain, I thought about it. Once it gets to this point, the people from the Metaphysics Association will be the best sacrifices."

"As for Xie Wenyuan..." Tang Lin lowered his voice, pinching Lin Xuekuang's chin with his palms, and said in a tone of warning, "If he doesn't come, I won't kill him. If he comes to the door himself, don't you either Blame me, I can't tolerate this kind of provocation."

Lin Xuekuan turned his head abruptly to avoid Tang Lin's hand, and then leaned his body to the side, hitting Tang Lin's chest with his left shoulder. out, stumbling towards Tang Lin's calf.

Tang Lin backed away, reached out and tapped Lin Xuekuang's knee, which immediately made Lin Xuekuang feel numb in his leg, staggered a bit, and turned over the chair next to him.

His injury was still not healed, and when his strength failed, he fell to the side, and his head almost hit the sharp corner of the coffee table.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Tang Lin grabbed him back, put one arm around Lin Xuekuang's waist, turned around and threw Lin Xuekuang into the huge soft sofa behind him.

Lin Xuekuang was a little dizzy from the fall, lying on the sofa and panting slightly, looking at Tang Lin, he didn't know whether he was tired or angry.

Tang Lin knelt on the sofa on one knee, pressed Lin Xuekuang's shoulders with both hands, pinned him firmly on the sofa, and said calmly, "You know it's useless to argue with me."

Lin Xuekuang raised his hand and grabbed the skirt of his shirt.

"I know it's useless. I tried to resist something so many times, but it just didn't work once, no matter who I faced."

Lin Xuekuang said: "I just don't understand why each of you are so arrogant and determined to go your own way? Why do you have to firmly control everything in your own hands, why don't you let it go, don't want to turn back!"

His eyes were very bright, looking at the radiance, it seemed that there were two small flames jumping inside, Tang Lin's fingers pressing on Lin Xuekuang's shoulder suddenly curled up as if they had been scalded, and the muscles unconsciously twitched. tight.

He didn't let go of Lin Xuekuang's shoulders, nor did he avoid the other party's hold on his hand, the two of them stared at each other, with the unbearable past and present life in the middle.

The light in the room was getting darker and darker, and no one thought about turning on the light.

Lin Xuekuang had to widen his eyes to see Tang Lin's face clearly. The night was rippling from his body like thick juice. Tang Lin's face was dim and unclear, but Lin Xuekuang could clearly think of his appearance at this time, deep and deep. , arrogant, tough.

He felt that the two of them were like two dead bodies soaked in the ocean of the night, they gradually began to blend and rot, and then, as Tang Lin wished, they turned into the same abominable appearance.

I used to be so trusting and attached, and when did I become hatred and want to escape?

If it is said that his death came from a malicious curse, then is this kind of separation that runs through life simply a fate that can never be defied?

Lin Xuekuang said in a low voice: "Tell me, do all the people around me end up like this? So farewell, or life. Not only them, but also you."

Tang Lin bent down to look at Lin Xuekuang, his eyes were dark and cold, and he said in a low voice, "You never say these things. Is it because of Xie Wenyuan?"

Lin Xuekuang also vented his breath, and said flatly: "It doesn't matter who you are or not, I just can't understand you people, and I've had enough. I don't understand, why don't you kill me? Kill me!" After you leave me, no one will dare to disobey you again."

He took Tang Rin's hand and pressed it on his neck: "Come on, you only need to apply such a light force, with a 'click', my neck will be broken."

The neck under the palm was slender and delicate, Tang Lin held it with his hand, and suddenly said in a low voice, "Sorry."

Lin Xuekuang looked at him in great surprise.

Tang Lin said: "If a person accidentally takes the wrong path, or strays into a world that he does not belong to, it would be a good choice to turn back and exit in time, but I was born in darkness and grew up in darkness..."

He said calmly: "And I have been practicing the way of darkness, where do you want me to go back?"

Lin Xuekuang said: "So we are not the same kind of people at all. I feel suffocated when I am around you. Your house is like a coffin full of dead people!"

"Really? I'm still thinking about what to choose as bait."

Tang Lin turned his head, glanced in the direction of his villa outside the window, and said, "Since you feel so bad, then I'll blow it up."

He raised his hand and pressed some mechanism. Lin Xuekuang heard a loud noise outside, and then even the ground under their feet trembled.

There were bombs in all of Tang Lin's properties. Lin Xuekuang was stunned for a moment before realizing that Tang Lin had blown up his villa.

"you--"

"Hush." ​​Tang Linxu blocked his lips, "Don't make it difficult, you don't need to bear these, so don't try to interfere, this is the best for you. As long as you are obedient, I will do nothing Make you lose. I promised you once, didn't I?"

Talking to a person like Tang Lin, one may have experienced countless times of life and death in a short period of time. It was thrilling and exhausting. Lin Xuekuang closed his eyes, opened them again, looked at Tang Lin and asked, "I Can I still trust you?"

His short hair looked a little fluffy in the shadow of the lamp, and he looked very childish like this, with uncertain eyes like soft waves on the water.

"It's so strange." Tang Lin thought, "My heart suddenly beats so fast."

But immediately, he laughed silently, and said gently: "Yes."

While making the promise, Tang Lin patted Lin Xuekuang's forehead lightly, and Lin Xuekuang passed out.

Tang Lin sat down and smoked a cigarette and watched him for a while, until the cigarette was finished, he took a blanket and covered Lin Xuekuang, got up and left.

Tang Lin's study room is furnished like a copper wall and an iron wall, with the blessing of magic lines inside and security guards outside, so it can last for a while even if the sky falls.

In fact, it was very chaotic outside at this time, but after he left, the whole room fell into absolute silence.

After a while, Lin Xuekuang slowly opened his eyes with clear eyes.

He gritted his teeth and sat up from the sofa, his movements were a little slow, there was a big puddle of blood under his body, which had already soaked the sofa.

Lin Xuekuang reached back into his clothes and tore them on the back. He tore off a tattered talisman, which turned into flying ash in an instant.

After he returned to the reef, his clothes were torn by Tang Rin, so there was no place to hide any spells and magic weapons.

Fortunately, there is no unparalleled road, and Nie Yucheng himself sent it to the door, allowing Lin Xuekuang to make a fortune by beating him.

He was injured before, and his whole body was covered with reef ointment, and he was inevitably covered with evil spirits. Lin Xuekuang took advantage of Tang Lin's inattention and stuck this heart-purifying talisman on his body. It felt like his whole body was covered with flesh. Corroded as if, excruciating pain, forcibly ensured the clarity of mind.

After Lin Xuekuang took off the talisman, he quickly stopped the bleeding from his wound, knowing that he had to leave here as soon as possible.

According to Tang Rin, he has almost arranged everything.He said that he would use the seven-star thunder mark to destroy the soul book. Although Lin Xuekuang didn't know how to do it, it was obvious that Tang Lin should at least take out the soul book first.

That thing is so dangerous, if one cannot control it, it will inevitably bring disaster.

Lin Xuekuang listened for a while, and felt that there were about six breathing sounds in the corridor outside the study, and Tang Lin had left so many people there.

This is not Huo Bin's house, there is no way to jump out of the window in the study, it is really difficult for him to escape for a while.

Lin Xuekuang pondered for a while, and with a casual push, the pear blossom wooden chair he was sitting on before was overturned to the ground, making a loud noise.

The people outside the door have received Tang Lin's strict orders, knowing that this study must be guarded, and that the people inside are very important. They were a little alert when they suddenly heard such a movement. They looked at each other, and two people rushed to the door.

It was drowsy inside, and there was a pungent bloody smell in the air. Someone was leaning on the sofa without moving, and Tang Lin's seat was overturned to the side, as if some kind of ominous omen.

If something happened to Lin Xuekuang, all of them would have to finish the game.

The expressions of the two bodyguards changed at the same time. One drew out his gun and looked around vigilantly, while the other rushed to Lin Xuekuang, not daring to touch him, and asked helplessly, "How are you? Can you still listen?" Can you see me talk? You—"

He hadn't finished his sentence when he saw Lin Xuekuang's soft hand on the sofa suddenly lifted up like lightning, hugged his neck, and turned over suddenly at the same time, pushing him down on the sofa. Lifting his knees, he knelt firmly on the bodyguard's chest, knocking him out of breath.

In the dark, the two moved quickly and silently on the sofa. Another bodyguard noticed something was wrong and suddenly turned around with a gun.

Before he had time to see anything, the wind was blowing from the back of his head. Immediately afterwards, he was kicked on the back of his heart by a flying kick, and fell directly on the thick carpet.

Immediately, his mouth was covered by someone, and his wrist hurt. The gun was already in the opponent's hand, and it hit the back of his head heavily.

"Don't move." Lin Xuekuang said coldly, "You know I never kill people, so just don't provoke me."

"You..." the bodyguard asked anxiously, "What are you going to do? Mr. Tang asked us to protect you!"

Lin Xuekuang asked back: "Just how many of you? Who will protect whom?"

bodyguard:"……"

He wanted to say something, but he could no longer make a sound. Lin Xuekuang dragged him to the door and pushed the study room open. Lin Xuekuang hid behind him and looked out.

This bodyguard was very tall and burly, hiding Lin Xuekuang's figure from the outside, and the other four people outside the door saw him standing there motionless and not speaking, they were full of doubts and asked, "What are you doing? What's going on in there?"

One of them came up and wanted to push the door open, but the moment he put his hand on the door frame, he suddenly felt a tingling pain in his palm and subconsciously lowered his head to look.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and two yellow talismans flew out from inside, one stuck to the person who opened the door, and the other precisely passed the gap around him, hitting another bodyguard a few steps behind him face door.

Lin Xuekuang then threw himself out from behind the door, just as someone was rushing towards him at the same time, Lin Xuekuang grabbed his arms and swung his backhand, instead he took advantage of the inertia of his rushing to throw him to the end On a person who is still standing.

The two rolled into a ball, and were about to get up, Lin Xuekuang had already pinned their heads respectively, and bumped them hard with a "bang", knocking them both unconscious.

Cleaning up the six people as quickly as possible, Lin Xuekuang exhaled, and touched his waist with his backhand, feeling sticky and sticky, and the wound was obviously torn open again.

Fortunately, the amount of bleeding was not large, and Lin Xuekuang didn't have time to deal with it. He quickly ran to the window in the corridor, and pushed the window open forcefully. The wind outside was filled with chaotic voices and footsteps poured in.

Although the light and shadow in the room were dark, the downstairs was illuminated by all kinds of intertwined lights and shadows as bright as day. Looking down from the top floor of this tall building, there were people rushing to and fro like ants, as well as toy cars and magic circles.

They looked so insignificant, as if they would be smashed to pieces if they were gently pinched with two fingers, but in fact, why not?

Tang Lin blew up his villa, and the sensational effect caused by it cannot be underestimated. All the people with their own thoughts and secrets emerged, and the more chaotic, the more room for him to act. Probably this It is also his purpose.

Lin Xuekuang stepped on the window sill and jumped down the stairs.

The body fell sharply, and the surrounding wind "huh" passed by Lin Xuekuang's ears. From time to time, he stepped on the protruding window sill to borrow strength, and soon when he was about to fall to the height of about the seventh floor, Lin Xuekuang suddenly He heard someone reprimand something in his direction.

Then, a white light shot towards Lin Xuekuang.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Lin Xuekuang grabbed the railing that supported the external unit of the air conditioner. With this strength, his whole body turned to the side, and then he saw the white light shattered into space, turning into a spell, and stuck on the onto the wall beside him.

Afterwards, the pattern on the talisman turned into a bird shadow, and a sharp cry was made in mid-air. The huge ghost bird spread its wings and flew towards Lin Xuekuang.

At this time, the two sects of the Reef, members of the Metaphysics Association, and the recruits from the following sects... all came here.Tang Lin intentionally created turmoil, and everyone basically beat Lin Xuekuang. The people who attacked Lin Xuekuang probably didn't know his identity. They saw a man coming out of the building on the reef side and attacked.

Lin Xuekuang's dagger was not on his body, his face sank slightly, and he immediately let go of the railing, jumped up, and commanded that the sword light flashed at his fingertips, and then shot up towards the bird shadow. It stabbed away, and cut off half of its wings immediately.

At the same time, Lin Xuekuang landed on the windowsill on the 6th floor below, and the wound on his waist was stretched, which made him gasp.

Suddenly, the window behind him was suddenly pushed open.

Before Lin Xuekuang had time to turn around, he stretched out his hands, wrapped him around his waist, and carried him into the building.

Lin Xuekuang was about to fight back, but his back leaned against a solid chest, and he would never forget that breath even in his sleep, which made Lin Xuekuang's already tense body suddenly relax.

——It was Xie Wenyuan who came.