Ten thousand people think that the brother is reborn

Lin Zhi was not surprised when Sword Master Fuqing and Daoist Zhuohua came to the Demon Realm.

One has a heart demon, and the other has fallen into evil ways, so it's no wonder that they will unite regardless of the previous suspicions. The two of them are not good things in the first place.

It's just that the two leaders in the cultivation world have deviated from their original intentions and have done things that go against the righteous way. It's really sad.

It's really gold and jade, but it's broken.

It's just that they came to the Demon Realm so quickly, intending to sneak in.Thinking about it, I'm afraid there are decent lackeys working in the devil world.

Lin Zhi held the light and stood against the light.

The red silk veil bound his eyebrows and eyes, covering them tightly.The high buns of black hair fluttered in the wind, and without those stunning red eyes, the sinister aura of the young man in red also weakened a bit.

The coercive contest between the strong changed the situation in the devil world, and the strong wind with a strong smell of blood howled, and the offensive was imminent.

Fuqing Sword Master and Master Zhuohua stood side by side, one white and one black, one holding a sword and the other stroking a fan.

Sword Master Fu Qing's eyes were pitch black, obviously there was no demon at work at the moment.A fierce sword qi lingered all over his body, as if he wanted to cut through all the darkness.

He glanced at Lin Zhi indifferently, and explored the surroundings calmly.When he didn't feel the familiar aura, a slight inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes.

But the real Zhuohua seemed much more willful, he was wearing clothes of the same style as Shen Mohan.

It's just that the injury he received last time didn't seem to be fully healed, and his complexion wasn't pretty, his eyes were gloomy, and when he looked at Lin Zhi, his face was slightly distorted, as if he wanted to peel Lin Zhi alive and eat his flesh raw.

The hot blood of the murderer who was killed just now stuck to his face, and he looked more like a fallen demon than Lin Zhi.

The empathy fan was repaired by something.A little bit of black streamer leaked from the crack of the glue, a fairy artifact, but it became especially weird at this moment.

"Heh, it's really a real brother, but a hypocrite full of snakes and rats." Lin Zhi raised the corners of her lips, tilted her head slightly, and mocked maliciously.

Sword Master Fuqing didn't speak, but just tightened his hand holding Pochenjian.

Master Zhuohua couldn't bear it anymore, he shook his folding fan, squinted his eyes, and deliberately amplified his voice: "I heard that the Lord of the Demon Realm actually gouged out his own eyes for a man, such affection is incredible." It’s really epic.”

He emphasized the last few words, secretly probing that Lin Zhi's affection was not accepted by the other party at all, which was really ridiculous.

"It's not as good as the head of the Xuanwei Sect. He lost his beloved disciple and suffered from insanity."

"You!" Being poked at the sore spot, the real Zhuohua closed the folding fan violently, his peach eyes were full of anger and disgust, and his finger bones began to turn white due to too much force.

Lin Zhi's complexion remained unchanged, the corners of her lips parted further, and she said slowly, "Did I say something wrong?"

Just as the two of you came and went back and forth to compete in secret, Sword Master Fu Qing opened his mouth with a cold expression:

"Where is Yunzhou?"

Lin Zhi paused for a moment, turned her head to face Sword Master Fuqing, and pursed her lips.

"Yunzhou, where is it!"

Fuqing Sword Master asked again, this time his tone seemed to be frozen, and he was slightly impatient.

Lin Zhi suppressed her smile, squeezed and loosened the light in her hands, and said, "Where is he, and what does it have to do with you?"

"A former master with unruly thoughts, are you worthy?"

Sword Master Fuqing's eyes darkened, apparently also angered by Lin Zhi.

The Pochen sword emitted a dazzling white light, and the sword energy was almost materialized, turning into sharp silver long swords, attacking Lin Zhi like a rain of swords.

Although Lin Zhi couldn't see, at this level, his spiritual consciousness was equivalent to his second pair of eyes to perceive the outside world.

He quickly placed Lingguang in front of him, and used himself to support a powerful barrier to resist the attack of Sword Master Fuqing.

The sword rain collided with the crimson barrier, making a sharp and ear-piercing rubbing sound. The substantive sword energy gradually dissipated after the collision, turning into white smoke, and the next sword rain followed.

Obviously, Fuqing Sword Master's intention was not to kill him with one blow, but to keep suppressing Shi Wei and break through Lin Zhi's defense bit by bit.

In a short while, the young man in red who was covered with silk gauze was at a disadvantage.

"Cough," Lin Zhi coughed lightly, concealing his expression indiscriminately, "I haven't seen you for a while, but my cultivation has improved even more."

"But Master, I am no longer the Lin Zhi who was slaughtered and unable to fight back." Lin Zhi smiled wantonly. This was the first time after hundreds of years of their breakup, she called out "Master!" Respect".

The streamlines on the listening light were hot and shiny, like flowing lava, and the evil spirit suddenly surged, shattering all the sword energy.

The huge flaming bird came out from the flow pattern, its wings fanned a scorching heat wave, and headed towards Fuqing Sword Master.

The monster Xie Xiu, who was waiting for an opportunity to ambush before, came out and surrounded the two of Fuqing, cutting off their retreat.

Master Zhuohua opened the empathy fan, and fanned away the incoming heat wave.

Those eyes just glanced at these minions lightly, and the corners of their lips curled up, not paying attention to them at all: "Do you think we really came here alone?"

After finishing speaking, the orthodox monks in all kinds of Taoist uniforms came with their swords, and the leaders in front were Gu Huai and the others.

Obviously, in order to attack and annihilate the Demon Realm this time, they have put in a lot of effort, and they came here with the determination to win.

Standing behind Fuqing Sword Master, Yu Chen had complicated eyes, but when she saw Lin Zhi's blindfolded gauze, she couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "Little brother, what's wrong with your eyes..."

Gu Huai, who was at the side, raised his sword-holding hand to block Yu Chen, and his movements were neat.

The senior senior brother who was gentle in the past had cold eyes now, staring at Lin Zhi like an enemy: "Where did you hide Yun Zhou?"

Lin Zhi pursed her lips and smiled lightly, "I won't tell you."

This sentence undoubtedly exacerbated the tense atmosphere among the people present, and the decent monks looked at each other like a torch, and drew their swords.

But at this moment, Master Zhuohua once again assumed the posture of a superior, claiming to be righteous: "Lin Zhi betrayed the master hundreds of years ago, captured Luo Yunzhou and imprisoned him, with countless blood stains on his hands, and... ..."

Daoist Zhuohua paused for a moment, looking heartbroken: "He also killed my beloved disciple..."

All the righteous monks' anger was ignited, and they started talking about it.

"Kill Lin Zhi and tear him into pieces!"

"What a big devil! Thanks to him being a disciple of Sword Master Fu Qing before, he is so despicable!"

"That's right... Even his senior brother can be taken away together, what a scumbag!"

"Kill him! Avenge Senior Brother Shen!"

"..."

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Master Zhuo Hua raised the corners of his mouth indiscriminately, watching everyone denounce Lin Zhi, with a happy and distorted look on his face.

And Sword Master Fu Qing, just watching from the sidelines, acquiesced to all of this.

They made up one reason after another and put it on Lin Zhi's head involuntarily, just to make their actions look more just.

Let the world think that they are just doing justice for the sky.

Lin Zhi clenched the light tightly, and unleashed a huge pressure on those monks, saying, "It's really worthy of being a real Zhuohua who stands tall and beautiful, even black can be called white."

Master Zhuohua's complexion changed slightly, he pointed the folding fan at Lin Zhi, and said sharply: "Today, I will avenge my beloved disciple and do justice for the heavens!"

As soon as the words fell, the real Zhuohua threw the folding fan in his hand at Lin Zhi, like an invisible sword, stabbing straight at the latter.

Lin Zhixu felt the evil spirit in his dantian, and estimated how long he could last.At this moment, he has not fully recovered, and Fu Qing and Zhuo Hua join hands, there is no chance of winning this battle.

The young man in red suppressed his inner worries and raised his strength to fight with all his strength: Yun Zhou, I will definitely buy more time for you.

In the bedroom

Luo Yunzhou was lying on the bed, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his brows were furrowed.

It was like falling into an endless nightmare.

Suddenly, the young man in white woke up suddenly, his eyes stared at the eaves, and he gradually came back to his senses.

"woke up?"

Luo Yunzhou's exquisite and small Adam's apple rolled slightly, as if he hadn't completely broken free from the dream just now.

He turned his head to the side, and Bai Qingchen was standing on the edge of the bed, with his back to the candlelight, unable to see his expression clearly.

"Why am I here..." Luo Yunzhou murmured, his voice hoarse, struggling to get up.

As if remembering something, her eyes widened slightly to look at Bai Qingchen, and she quickly asked, "Lin Zhi, where is he?"

Bai Qingchen didn't answer, just poured a glass of water and handed it to Luo Yunzhou.

Luo Yunzhou lowered his eyes, took the cup, and said in a low voice after drinking, "Thank you."

The hall fell into silence for a while.

Bai Qingchen looked down at Luo Yunzhou, and said slowly: "Fu Qing and Zhuo Hua have killed the Demon Realm, and with many monks, Lin Zhi is now defending against the enemy outside."

"Luo Yunzhou, you have been asleep for three days."

After the words fell, Luo Yunzhou's hand holding the teacup trembled, and he accidentally let go, and the cup just fell on the edge of the bed, and rolled on the ground like this.

Bai Qingchen leaned over to pick up the cup, his eyes were light: "You should have guessed it a long time ago. Zhuohua and Fuqing will definitely not stop here."

The young man in white clenched his hands on the brocade quilt: That's right, he chose to stay in this demon world, but he actually had other intentions hidden.

Lin Zhi's cultivation base is now deep, and it is still unknown who will win or lose against Shang Fuqing or Zhuo Hua.

It's just that he never expected that Fuqing and Zhuohua would join hands to kill together.

In a sense...he was the one who harmed Lin Zhi.

"I want to go out." Luo Yunzhou's eyes became firm, he lifted the brocade quilt, and stood up neatly.

But this time, Bai Qingchen stood in front of him and said coldly, "No."

"Why?" Luo Yunzhou looked at Bai Qingchen, his eyes were clear and moving, his chest heaved violently, and he asked, "Why are you stopping me?"

"Just because you are not my opponent at all." Bai Qingchen put away his previous arrogance at this moment, and said word by word, "Luo Yunzhou, let me tell you."

"This is Lin Zhi's catastrophe, and it's also yours."