【Rebirth】Mermaid brothers love doomed

There was a gust of wind blowing in my ears, and no ghosts could be seen in the mist.

Yu Qingfeng sat down slowly, let Yan Changan hold her, closed her eyes and listened intently.

The voice of the undead gradually came, and the woman's cry gathered a picture scroll in her head...

The grievances turned into blood and tears, and the voices of accusations mixed with crying were all atrocities encountered during his lifetime.

It turned out that Sikong De's eldest son got married, and the girl he married was owned by the family.

And this is not the first time, since Sikong De came to power, he began to imitate the southern Xinjiang royal family.

Its name is to ensure the pure blood of the family.

On the wedding night, in order to prevent the girl from escaping, everyone locked her in a secret room. If no one pulls the switch outside, she can enter but cannot exit.

And Yu Qingfeng's fire was so clever that it happened to ignite the secret room of sin and rebirth.

Sikong's ancestral house left the Shui people busy fighting the fire, no one noticed that there were still people alive in the secret room.

The fire burned many people to death, but Sikong De used the flesh of his tribe as a shield and smashed the stone door of the secret room.

"Master...the magic circle..."

Suddenly hearing Lin Wanjiang open his mouth, Yu Qingfeng concentrated on looking at the magic circle in the secret room.

After a while, he was already in a cold sweat, and the Sikong family was actually related to the demon clan.

Although the magic circle was concealed, he could tell that it was a living soul circle.

Yu Qingfeng woke up like a dream, and finally realized why he was born to attract evil spirits. It should be that the place where he lives also has this kind of magic circle.

Sikong De was actually a lackey of the demon clan, but his parents were kept in the dark.

But now, the Sikong clan wants people with low spiritual power to die, and it must be because of this life-soul formation.

They send out a team of troops every month, openly for the righteousness of northern Xinjiang, but behind the scenes they sacrifice living people to supply the demons.

"Master, can you see clearly?"

Hearing Duan Juechen whispering, Yu Qingfeng waved his sleeves, and the smoke in the courtyard dissipated, leaving only bones on the ground.

Yan Changan hugged him to prevent him from being stained with blood, and remained silent for a long time.

"Master, they deserve to die." It was Duan Juechen who broke the silence again.

As soon as the young man opened his mouth, just as Yu Qingfeng raised his eyes, the master looked at him and suddenly asked, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Yu Qingfeng gradually regained consciousness, recalling everything just now in a trance, Yan Changan lost his mind and was also bewitched by Duan Juechen.

He couldn't see through this apprentice, and always felt that this young man was full of evil spirits.

'Master, when they are dead, no one will know about it. '

Recalling this sentence in his mind, and looking at Duan Juechen again, Yu Qingfeng felt cold all over his body.

The young man was always indifferent, but what he said was cold-blooded, selfish and morally immoral.

Regardless of whether the Sikong clan is right or wrong, it can be seen that he regards human life as trivial and killing as trifling matter.

How did the Duan family raise their children?

Although he had heard some rumors, he still couldn't find the truth, he only knew that the son of the Duan family only lived one life.

And the successors of the Duan family for generations are all 'ghosts' crawling out of the dead?

Duan Juechen tilted his head, and there was an undetectable smile on his lips. He asked back: "What does Master mean by this? Achen can't understand."

Yu Qingfeng looked at him for a while, and then said: "Forget it, I want to chat with you as a teacher when I get back."

This young man is different from Yan Chang'an, although the latter is often messy and kind-hearted, the former seems to be well-behaved and sensible, but he is full of evil spirits.

Duan Juechen responded, lowered his eyes to look at Lin Wanjiang, and gently tidied his senior brother's temples.

"Are you still suffering?"

Hearing that he asked, Lin Wanjiang nodded and continued to lean on the boy.

Yan Chang'an killed too fiercely, and his strikes were sharp and fierce, which reminded him of Duan Juechen in his previous life.

He once saw with his own eyes that Duan Juechen pierced the heart of his fellow disciple with a long love in his hand.

The man on the battlefield was covered in blood, but the more he killed, the more excited he was, his smile was crazy and terrifying.

Looking at this scene, Yu Qingfeng secretly clenched his fists.

He was a little worried about Lin Wanjiang, how could someone like Duan Juechen be called a good match?

But he can't control it, he can't even control Yan Chang'an now...

"Brother Yu, let's go..."

Hearing a low call, his voice was choked and mixed with crying.

Looking up at Yan Chang'an, he saw that this man's eyes were red, but he couldn't say anything nice because of his complicated emotions.

After a long silence, there was only one cold word: "Let go."

Yan Chang'an's eyes panicked, he immediately picked up the man, and fled out of Sikong's house.

He didn't dare to look back, and he couldn't accept that he had killed so many people.

Yu Qingfeng saw that he was messed up again, so he had to slow down his tone: "Chang'an, let me down."

Being carried like this, he was bumpy and top-heavy, and he couldn't walk yet, so he had to go to the secret room to explore the soul formation.

Yan Changan stopped in his tracks, rubbed the corners of his swollen eyes, and asked hoarsely, "You don't want me anymore?"

Yu Qingfeng sighed, and stroking Yan Chang'an's hair vigorously, he said softly: "You and I are married, and we will never give up in life or death."

Yan Chang'an's eyes were red when he heard this, his words were like a reassurance, he gritted his teeth before letting him go.

He held Yu Qingfeng's hand, pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, looking pitifully like a child who made mistakes.

Yu Qingfeng comforted again: "Follow me to the secret room."

Yan Chang'an nodded but refused to let go, and followed Yu Qingfeng, refusing to take half a step.

When they walked into Sikong's house, Lin Wanjiang finally sobered up, suppressing his nausea and followed inside.

After searching for a long time, although it is certain that the soul array is undoubtedly, but now the matter is a foregone conclusion, even if several people work together, they cannot break it.

Yu Qingfeng had no choice but to set up a barrier temporarily, and then returned to the courtyard to bury the body.

No matter how he is surnamed Sikong, even if it is for his parents, he should see off his clansmen, not to mention that he was killed by Yan Changan.

After finding a place, Yu Qingfeng squatted down, gritted his teeth and kept digging the blood-soaked soil in the courtyard.

Lin Wanjiang obediently followed, seeing his master digging the soil, he followed suit.

This reminded him of when he was young, Yu Qingfeng took him to plant trees in the yard, and he chose a phoenix sapling because he liked red.

Yan Changan crouched in the shadows, covered his head with his hands and covered his face, not daring to look or step forward.

The blood-stained shoulder blades kept trembling, and he silently recited the mantra of rebirth, over and over again...

But Duan Juechen has been watching coldly, he doesn't understand why the master and apprentice are like this.

If you die, you will die, and if you are buried, you will not live.

While shifting his gaze, he suddenly saw Lin Wanjiang and felt a sudden pain in his heart.

He burned the bones of his senior brother in the previous life, and he chopped down the phoenix tree in the courtyard.

The best piece of Phoenix wood in the middle was carved into an urn by himself.

Holding Lin Wanjiang's ashes, he broke into the underworld alone.

After opening Qinghualian, it will be known that this senior brother Hongchen cannot be broken, just because he is the one who sees him off.

Senior brother is as pure as snow and has no sins, but his hands are bloody and sinful.

Seeing that he refused to go, the "immortal" finally pointed out a clear way.

Burning himself in the fire of karma for 3000 years, if he can redeem some sins, he can send one person there.

Holding the Phoenix wood, he stepped into the sea of ​​fire step by step, and his body and soul were burned for 3000 years.

Unexpectedly, the sins all over his body are hard to get rid of, and he successfully sent away the senior brother, but he was one step too late.

Xu Shiqiang broke the world of mortals, and the Qinghualian burst and scattered, causing him to be neither alive nor dead.

He is a fierce ghost, if his mood is unstable, he will reveal his original appearance, with a blue face and fangs, even gods and ghosts are afraid of him.

And this skin is his or not his.

It was stolen.

"Who killed it?"

Suddenly someone exclaimed, and the sound of horseshoes gradually sounded, and a large number of people surrounded Sikong's house tightly.

Before Yu Qingfeng could answer, Duan Juechen said calmly, "I don't know."

He saw that these people were wearing armor, and they should be members of the northern Xinjiang royal family.

Now it is not known how their relationship with the Sikong family is, it is better to get rid of the relationship first.

Hearing the words, the soldiers raised their eyes to look at several people, and suddenly saw Yu Qingfeng, and asked respectfully, "Are you Immortal Yu?"

Yu Qingfeng got up, hesitated for a while before rubbing his hands on Lin Wanjiang, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"

To be able to call Master Jade Immortal, one must know his identity, with such a respectful tone, one should be a friend.

The soldiers saluted, and then said: "The king wants to see you, and I hope Master Yuxian will show you his face."

Hearing the words, Yan Chang'an hurriedly got up, shielded Yu Qingfeng behind him, and said coldly, "He will see you whenever he wants?"

Yu Qingfeng frowned, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Chang'an, don't be rude."

Lin Wanjiang tugged at him, signaled Yan Changan to shut up, looked at the soldiers and smiled politely: "We have to follow."

Yu Qingfeng definitely can't do it by himself, so if he wants to go, he will go together.

The soldier thought for a while, then smiled and said: "Yes, please move a few steps."

Yu Qingfeng looked around, and just as he was about to speak, the soldier guessed what he was thinking, and said, "Master Yu Immortal, don't worry, although the Sikong clan has been doing evil for many years, Wang Xinshan will settle their funeral for them."

As soon as the voice fell, a group of soldiers walked out behind them, and consciously stepped forward to dig a hole to bury them.

Yu Qingfeng was puzzled by this question but didn't ask any further questions, so he could only wait until he got to the place, and ask more questions......

At this time, Bei Mingwen was dragged by his old father to sweep the dust in the yard.

Xiao Bei hadn't woken up yet, and they couldn't leave for the southern border, so they simply had a few more days to relax.

Wei Ziqi was sitting in the courtyard, eating cakes leisurely while basking in the sun, swearing at people from time to time: "Your grandson sweeps lightly, I'm eating!"

As soon as the words were finished, Wei Ziqi suddenly saw Bei Mingcheng approaching, put down the pastry in a hurry, and said with a smile, "Are you tired, Ah Wen? How about I come?"

Just as Beimingwen was about to answer the conversation, Beimingcheng suddenly reprimanded him: "Beimingwen, you tap to scan! Didn't you see Aqi eating?"

Yubi looked at Wei Ziqi and laughed: "He's not tired! He's so big for nothing? Don't worry about him if you continue to eat."

Listening to the two singing together, Elder Beiming threw the broom straight away and shouted, "Aman! Come out and work!"

Called but no one answered, Bei Mingwen frowned and shouted: "Aman!!!"

Hearing his fierce tone, Bei Mingcheng pointed his head and cursed: "Be gentle with my grandson!"

Bei Mingwen sighed helplessly, and his arrogance disappeared in an instant. He felt that he was redundant in this family, and he should get out earlier...

Resigned to his fate, he picked up the broom, but just as he was about to continue, he heard a low growl: "Pu Ze! You...what are you doing?"

It was Ah Man's voice.

Another low growl came: "Master! Help... Help! Help!!!"

Bei Mingwen's eyes froze, he suddenly called out the bone whip, and slammed it towards the door.

There was a loud bang, and the door was completely scrapped, and an amazing scene could be peeped through the smoke and dust.

Everyone stepped forward one after another and saw that Ah Man was being crushed by a black panther.

Pu Ze's eyes were red and his breathing became heavier. He didn't care about the presence of others, and bit the back of Ah Man's neck.

Seeing this, Bei Ming hurriedly swung the bone whip, and suddenly locked the panther's neck.

Another loud noise was heard, and the table in the room collapsed, and Pu Ze also passed out due to the violent impact.

Wei Ziqi hurried forward to look at Ah Man's injury, but after looking for a long while, there were only tooth marks on the back of his neck, not even blood.

He asked suspiciously, "What happened to Pu Ze?"

In these years, he has never seen a black panther hurt Ah Man, and he usually protects the Lord very much.

Bei Mingcheng went to Pu Ze to check for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: "It's nothing, let's find him a female leopard."