Ten thousand people think that the brother is reborn

The atmosphere in the dormitory was full of oppression at the moment.

"What do you mean?" Luo Yunzhou looked at Bai Qingchen coldly, his eyebrows frowned.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Bai Qingchen suddenly laughed, his eyebrows and eyes suddenly became extremely aggressive, giving people a feeling of being targeted by a poisonous snake.

"I was still surprised at first, Lin Zhi is obviously a wealthy man, how could he end up like this."

Bai Qingchen's tone paused, and suddenly he said slowly: "So, it's because of you."

The corners of Luo Yunzhou's lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were full of sullenness and impatience. He said coldly: "I don't have time to accompany you here to pretend to be mysterious, self-righteous, and hypocritical."

Luo Yunzhou pressed on step by step: "Even if Lin Zhi is my robbery, what does that have to do with you? What right do you have to control me?"

After finishing speaking, Luo Yunzhou raised his hand and slapped Bai Qingchen on the right shoulder, and strode towards the entrance of the hall.

At this moment, the young man in white took off the ice-covered shell, revealing the persistent and kind nature inside, fresh and moving.

Bai Qingchen looked at his back and moved his fingers slightly, but he didn't try to stop him.

He chuckled lightly, his eyes lightened: that's all, what is he going to do with young people's affairs.

Tsk, it's too idle to take care of such boring affairs.

Luo Yunzhou's thoughts were messy, and when he brought up his spiritual power, he almost rushed out of the palace at the fastest speed in his life.

The white ribbon on the hair has long disappeared, and the three thousand black hair flutters with the wind, like a dancing butterfly.

Hurry up, hurry up!

At this moment, Luo Yunzhou's heart was beating like a drum, and due to the violent fluctuation of spiritual power in his body, a faint flush appeared on his face.

As it got closer to the outside of the hall, the bloody smell became more intense, almost to the point of nausea.

Suddenly, an extremely sharp and ear-piercing sword cry sounded not far from Luo Yunzhou, and the evil spirit and sword energy collided at the same time to form extremely mighty fluctuations, and everyone present covered their ears in pain.

Under the extreme confrontation of the two opposing forces, they formed a substantive soaring spiritual pillar.

Under the impact of this turbulent force, Luo Yunzhou immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, and managed not to fall to the ground.

The uneasiness in the young man in white began to ferment. He clenched his palms tightly and wiped off the blood stains on his lips, leaving a red mark on his fair and tender skin instantly.

He used all his spiritual energy to resist this powerful and terrifying coercion, and moved towards the destination bit by bit.

Lin Zhi, hold on to me, I won't let you die.

But at this moment, Lin Zhi, under the encirclement and suppression of Zhengdao, is already at the end of his battle.

The red clothes on his body were almost soaked in blood, and the sword energy drew a few bloodstains on his face and body, corroding his skin bit by bit.

Jiang Fei was hovering in the sky at this moment, and the intense consumption of spiritual power made him a little bit overwhelmed.

The fireball spit out is no longer as powerful as it was at the beginning.

Sword Master Fuqing was just the opposite. After several fights, he became more and more courageous, and his spiritual power had not yet reached its peak.

Lin Zhi swallowed the breath of rust in her throat, and the hand holding Lingguang trembled slightly: When did Fuqing become so strong, did he break through the inner demon?

But the current situation didn't have time for him to think about it any further. Sword Master Fu Qing was holding his sword, breaking through the encirclement bit by bit, and killing him.

The young man in red forcibly gathered his spiritual consciousness, felt the position of Fuqing Sword Master with all his strength, and prepared to fight.

And at this moment, the disadvantage of losing eyes also began to magnify infinitely——

Master Zhuohua concealed his breath and hid in a dark place.

Lin Zhi pursed her lips, raised Lingguang and walked towards Fuqing Jianzun.

He forcibly lifted his evil spirit upward again, at the cost of consuming his own vitality, and put all his eggs in one basket.

The two spirit swords kept colliding with each other, the swords had spirits, and at this moment no one wanted to let anyone else.

The baleful energy and the sword energy were mixed together, constantly devouring each other, and they were about to separate themselves.

But at this moment, Master Zhuohua quietly came behind Lin Zhi, evoking a happy smile, the blades of the empathy fan glowed coldly, and were divided into sharp blades, stabbing heavily at Lin Zhi go.

"Lin Zhi, go to hell!!!" Zhuo Hua's face was distorted, his eyes were red, and he was completely filled with evil thoughts.

Each blade of the empathy fan is endowed with powerful spiritual power, and under the high-speed rotation, this lethal power is brought to the peak.

So when Lin Zhi realized it, there was no way to avoid it.

In the front, Sword Master Fu Qing was entangled with him, and in the back, Zhuo Hua attacked him with all his strength. This is a situation that must die.

Blood overflowed from the corner of Lin Zhi's mouth, dripping onto his clothes bit by bit.

"Owner!!"

The young man in red heard Jiang Fei's weeping roar, and everything around him seemed to suddenly lose its sound, followed by the heart-piercing sound of birdsong.

He couldn't see at all that the blazing bird that had followed him for hundreds of years spread its huge wings to protect him tightly.

In the final analysis, he is just a juvenile blazing bird, how can he resist the attack of the two strong men.

Yes, this is a dead end game.

Jiang Fei used herself as a barrier to repel all the monks who surrounded her.

The situation was turbulent, and Lin Zhi felt the silence around him, and his heart began to panic.

"Crimson Crimson!"

"Master..." Jiang Fei called out weakly.

The back of the blazing bird's feathers was full of scars from the sword qi, and the bones were deeply visible.

The originally supple wings were stained with blood, sticking into strands and losing their luster.

A little bit of red mist condensed around the blazing bird, and the red light dispersed, and the blazing bird turned into a child, fell from the air, and fell straight down.

Lin Zhi sensed Jiang Fei's position with her spiritual sense, and flew to catch Jiang Fei, holding her in her arms.

"Master, I hurt... my whole body hurts..." Jiang Fei tremblingly cried with tears all over her face, "I, am I not good-looking... ..”

"Master, am I getting ugly..."

The little boy who loves jade and beauty very much is breathing weakly at this moment, repeating the words over and over again, the eyes have been slackened until the breath disappears.

Together with the dream of rejuvenating the blazing bird family and nirvana from the ashes, it was shattered into powder and passed away bit by bit.

Lin Zhi's voice was hoarse and trembling, he stroked Jiang Fei's icy cheeks, and wiped away the latter's tears: "Of course you are the prettiest, and Jiang Fei is the prettiest blazing bird."

After the words fell, Jiang Fei's figure gradually faded, and finally turned into a wisp of red smoke and penetrated into Lingguang's sword body.

The pattern of a big bird was reflected on the light, but the black jewel in the eyes lost its luster forever.

Lin Zhi felt that the familiar aura was gradually weakening, and the fetters between her mind also continued to dissipate until she could no longer feel it.

His whole body was trembling, and the silk gauze that was blindfolded showed a little wetness, and two bloodstains meandered down from there.

Lin Zhi was half-kneeling alone, leaning on the ground with his sword, the darkness and depression almost engulfed him completely.

Sword Master Fuqing stood aside, and Pochen let out the sound of his sword clanging.

His face was indifferent, his eyes looked at this former apprentice without emotion, and he raised his sword high, not intending to give Lin Zhi any more life.

With the sound of the sharp instrument piercing through the flesh, the Pochen Sword stabbed heavily into Lin Zhi's chest, and the tip of the sword fell to the ground dripping with blood dripping.

When Luo Yunzhou rushed over, he saw exactly such a scene.

His throat was dry and his eyes were slightly red. Looking at Lin Zhi who was covered in wounds, his heart was at a loss.

"Lin...Zhi..." Luo Yunzhou called softly, and the howling wind instantly swept away his voice.

Luo Yunzhou was like a touch of pure white on the battlefield, he attracted everyone's attention as soon as he appeared.

Among them, the one who reacted most violently was naturally the people from Fuxue Peak.

"Senior Brother Luo!" Yu Chen killed the monster that was entangled with him, and quickly walked to Luo Yunzhou's side, unable to hide his excitement and joy.

He grabbed Luo Yunzhou's slender wrist, trying to take him to the other side.

Luo Yunzhou's expression was covered by his hair, he waved away Yu Chen's hand, and looked up at the latter with unstoppable disgust and indifference.

It is not an emotion influenced by external forces, but a real thought from the heart.

Yu Chen's smile froze instantly.

"Get out." Luo Yunzhou slightly parted his lips, then turned his head away from looking at him, and walked towards Lin Zhi.

The people present who heard this were obviously very surprised and began to discuss in a low voice.

"Didn't you say that Luo Yunzhou was kidnapped by this devil? Why now..."

"Yeah, it seems that he has a worse attitude towards his former senior brothers."

"Is there something hidden?"

"What's going on with you?! Are you doubting Sword Master!"

"..."

Luo Yunzhou didn't want to care about those chattering voices at all right now, his eyes were full of reflections of Lin Zhi.

The whole body of the young man in red was trembling, obviously in extreme pain.

As if sensing Luo Yunzhou's approach, he raised his head with difficulty and smiled.

"Yun Zhou...is that you? Why are you here..."

At this time, every time he said a word, Lin Zhi's chest would hurt a little more, he tried his best not to fall down, and Ling Guang was almost completely soaked in his blood.

The sword energy from Pochen continuously flowed into his body, wantonly strangling his internal organs and corroding every inch of flesh.

Fuqing Sword Master naturally also saw Luo Yunzhou's figure, his eyes flickered slightly, and he pulled out the sword.

Blood splashed out as the sword was pulled away, Lin Zhi spat out a mouthful of blood in pain, and fell to one side exhausted.

At this time, Lin Zhi no longer had the willfulness he had before, his complexion was gray, and the silk veil that bound his eyes loosened, revealing the slightly sunken eyelids after he lost his eyeballs.

Luo Yunzhou's heart twitched violently, he rushed over, hugged Lin Zhi in his arms, his hands were stained with Lin Zhi's blood.

"Yunzhou..." Lin Zhi raised her hand, wanting to caress Luo Yunzhou's cheek.

"Lin Zhi." Luo Yunzhou gritted his teeth and held his hand tightly.With red eyes, he said viciously, "Did you hear that, I won't let you die!"

"The account between us has not been settled yet. You did these things without telling me, and now you want to get out of your body and die. Why?"

"If you die now, even if I go to the underworld, I will capture your soul back! I won't allow you to die!"

Luo Yunzhou's voice trembled, and he pressed his head tightly against Lin Zhi, tears dripping down his cheeks onto the latter's eyelids.

The young man in white can no longer pretend to be strong to face everything at this moment.

Listening to Luo Yunzhou's words, Lin Zhi raised the corners of his lips with difficulty, trying to tell Luo Yunzhou not to worry.

Blood and tears flowed down the end of the eyes slowly, silently.

His lips moved, his voice was extremely soft, but he had exhausted all his strength.

"I'm sorry..." Yun Zhou, I'm sorry.

I can't protect you anymore, I missed the appointment.