【Rebirth】Mermaid brothers love doomed

Hearing the familiar voice, Sikong Yu shed tears, and let the sharp cane whip beat his flesh.

The thick black hair had long been scattered, and the entangled and rushing blood spread all over the ground.

The blindfolded sash turned blood-colored, and hot tears stained her cheeks as red as jade.

The gentle young master was in a mess, like a bullied dog who had no strength to fight back.

But he never said a word, didn't respond or cry, and let Xingman torture himself.

"Speak! Why don't you speak?"

Hearing a few more whips fall, his plain white dress was completely soaked, like a bright red wedding dress, which was gorgeous and festive.

If he can see this red, he will be happy, because this color is only in his dreams.

The boy next to him was the same color as him, they stood in front of the flowers and under the moon, praying three times for a lifetime.

The dream is like the moon in the water, but it is full of lovesickness.

Thinking like this, my body didn't hurt so much, my mind gradually became chaotic, and my consciousness began to be in a trance.

The long hair was suddenly grabbed by someone, and there was a cold voice in my ear: "Want to die? Do you think I will let you die happily?"

He came to look for his younger brother today, but unexpectedly he saw his enemy.

Xing Xi changed into a new skin and wanted to occupy Sikong Yu in this cave.

Sikong Yu struggled desperately and still called Xiao Jiu, he didn't know who Xiao Jiu was, he only had eyes on the enemy who killed his mother.

He told Xingxi the truth about his mother's death, and then used illusion to control him to slaughter the Pavilion of Life and Death.

Because that is not his real home.

His father protected his apprentice, his younger sister prevented him from avenging his mother, and his younger brother saw him as if he had seen an evil spirit.

Just because he wanted to kill Sikong Yu, he was kicked out of the Pavilion of Life and Death by his father. Since then, all the family ties have been wiped out.

And his younger brother with one body and two souls, his real brother and sister, actually fell in love with their mother-killing enemy.

Everything is beyond Xingman's comprehension.

In the past, he only wanted Sikong Yu's life, but now he wants the entire Life and Death Pavilion to be buried with his mother.

Thinking of this, Xingman suddenly exerted force with his fingertips, looking at Sikong Yu's blood-stained face, his pure red pupils filled with hatred.

Seeing that Sikong Yu's breathing was weak, he suddenly wanted to change his method, because this kind of whipping was not pleasant enough.

He wanted to trap people in an illusion and torture them until their longevity was approaching, which would definitely be more interesting.

Just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly heard the young master say: "A Ting, I want to see you."

The man's voice was hoarse, and his breath became weaker and weaker, but the name he could conjure up was very strange.

In the Pavilion of Life and Death, everyone called him Ting'er, but never Ating.

Sikong Yu didn't get a response, so he said again: "If I am about to die today, can I get Gu for you first?"

His voice suddenly choked up: "This way...you won't be in pain..."

After the young master finished speaking, he suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, but his smile was quite sad.

Xu Shi is about to die, and he recalls many past events in his mind.

His relationship with Helian Ting has never been exposed to the public, and private meetings are only at night.

Every time this person looks for him, he always looks gloomy, maybe he has poisoned his body and is not feeling well.

The first time he was taken over, he felt humiliated and panicked, but the next morning, he saw the smiling Helian Ting again.

At that time, although Helian Ting didn't remember what he had done, he gradually let go of it.

If he can relieve this person from the Gu poison, he will be doing good deeds, and he can also repay the kindness of the master and professor.

The only puzzling thing was that Helian Ting never stayed in his room overnight, and only called A Ting when he was in love.

Compared to the smiling Ting'er during the day, what he loves more is the gloomy Ating.

They are the same person but their dispositions are very different, which made him think of Gu, some can harm others while others can help others.

This kind of contrast is also like a Gu, which finally made him sink here.

Xingman doesn't understand the young master's mind, he is a pure-blooded demon, although his blood is hot, but his bones are cold.

Even after hearing these words, his mind has not changed, he wants Sikong Yu to pay the price.

"No, go to hell!"

Xingman's voice was cold, and his blood-red eyes lit up. Just as he was about to create an illusion, he suddenly saw a broken golden net in front of him.

"Who is here!" Before Xingman could react, he heard a low growl, and the golden light of the enchanting net suddenly appeared.

The turbulent spiritual current hit directly, and Xingman could realize that he was not the opponent.

"It's your fate!"

With a low growl, he pushed Sikong Yu to the ground unwillingly, and instantly turned into an afterimage and rushed out of the cave.

Yu Qingfeng wanted to chase after him, but suddenly he heard that the blood in the cave was thick, and he landed lightly in a white suit, and directly picked up the dying Sikong Yu.

"How is your son?"

Hearing Yan Chang'an's question, Yu Qingfeng's eyes turned red with distress, and hurriedly summoned spiritual flow to heal his wounds. Seeing this scene, he was silent for a long time.

After a while, Sikong Yu woke up faintly, and saw Yu Qingfeng at a glance.

"Cough cough cough..."

Just when he was about to speak, there was a violent cough, and his eyes were burning like fire.

Yu Qingfeng continued to heal him, and asked tremblingly, "Why did he treat you like this?"

Although I didn't see clearly just now, I can feel that the man has a strong devilish aura, and he must be a brother from the Xing family.

He didn't know what grievances his cousin had with them, he only knew that such a good person was almost tortured to death.

Sikongyu coughed for a while, then suddenly took Yu Qingfeng's hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's my fault."

Yu Qingfeng was puzzled, but thought it was Sikong Yu's habit, and took all the blame on himself.

Just as he was about to tell Yan Chang'an to carry him away, he heard the young master say, "I killed his mother..."

On the other side, the Life and Death Pavilion was in a melee, Nan Zhu was injured by Xing Xi, and the soldiers she brought were still fighting hard.

He Lianrou was powerless to protect himself, so he could only drag Nanzhu to the incense table first, and was protected by Huailan behind him.

Xingxi still looks like Xiaojiu, but he is assisted by Xingmanji's illusion, even a mortal can use magic energy.

The young man's eyes turned red, and only his brother's words remained in his mind.

He said that everyone was inseparable from his mother's death, and the culprit was his beloved Sikong Yu.

These words completely broke him down, and now he just wants to wash the Pavilion of Life and Death with blood, so as to dispel the hostility in his heart.

When Lin Wanjiang rushed to the cabinet, many members of the Life and Death Pavilion had been killed or injured.

Just as the senior brother was about to make a move, he was suddenly stopped by Duan Juechen, and the young man comforted him, "Come here, Dust."

He was worried that Lin Wanjiang would be hurt by the devil's energy, and he wanted to try something.

The young man opened the Baichuan pouch, suddenly took out a skull bowl, aroused the blessing of spiritual flow and threw it towards Xingxi.

With a loud bang, the Lingling Bowl fell to the ground, and Xiao Jiu fell limp all over.

Due to the sudden incident, everyone present was stunned, and the Life and Death Pavilion fell into silence.

But Duan Juechen stepped forward, picked up the skull bowl, and felt for a moment that it really sealed the demon spirit.

The old man was quite capable, and he was able to make such a magic weapon.

He wanted to 'invite' someone to Duan's house as a guest, and his dying father would definitely welcome him.

Lin Wanjiang stepped forward quickly, knocked down the bowl, took Duan Juechen's hand and looked at it again and again.

Can't help scolding: "This kind of evil thing can't be touched, put it away!"

This skull bowl is inherently evil, but now it has sealed a monster. I am more worried about this little beast than my curious brother.

Duan Juechen smiled, and hastily stuffed 'Xingxi' into Baichuan's bag, waiting for Yu Qingfeng to return before making a fuss.

"Ah Chen is fine, this thing is really novel."

Seeing that the little bastard showed a youthful heart, Lin Wanjiang also softened his tone: "We'll take a look when Master returns."

After a while, the two hurriedly joined the rescue, helping Huai Lan to stop the bleeding of the doormen and soldiers and bandage them.

After a while, I suddenly heard a woman crying: "Nan Zhu! Wake up! Nan Zhu!!!"

Lin Wanjiang looked up, and it turned out that Nan Zhu in the corner had fallen into a coma, with ink-colored blood still oozing from his lips.

Duan Juechen hurried forward to feel his pulse, and after a while he said: "It's the devil energy entering the body."

This is not good, Nan Zhu can't expel the devil energy by himself if he doesn't practice Taoism, even if he cultivates with the same person, it's useless.

He Lianrou's eyes turned red anxiously, and asked anxiously: "Then what should I do?"

Duan Juechen remained silent, he did have a way to save him, but the price she paid might not be acceptable to the two of them.

Lin Wanjiang knew what he meant, and answered for him: "I can only cultivate demons, and I need someone to guide me."

Yu Qingfeng once said that cultivating demons is easy and cultivating the Tao is difficult, but the difficulty lies in the need to control the demons in the mind.

If she brings Nanzhu back to Tianhai Sanqing to practice now, she will die of demonic energy before she can establish her foundation.

Now I can only obey God's will, repair the devil and save my life.

But whether this girl will change her mind because of cultivating demons, no one can guarantee.

Thinking of this, Lin Wanjiang said in relief: "Don't worry, when my master returns, there will be a solution."

He didn't dare to let Yan Chang'an guide him, this kid was unstable.

Xiao Bei can definitely consider it, but this person is also a half-assed person, and he is unreliable if he is annoying and annoying.

Suddenly looking at Duan Juechen's Baichuan pouch, Lin Wanjiang's eyes lit up.

Xingxi is a pure-blood demon, he has an innate advantage, if they threaten and lure them, maybe they can guide Nan Zhu to repair the demon.

But how to coerce and lure, still needs Yu Qingfeng's idea. Although his master looks at Wen Tun, his mind is exquisite.

Or Elder Beiming and Elder Wei can also come up with ideas. These two people have very active minds, especially 'benefiting others at the expense of others'.

When Yu Qingfeng returned, the Life and Death Pavilion had been restored to its original state, and even the blood in the courtyard had been cleaned up.

Faced with the death of the doorman, Huai Lan was deeply saddened, but seeing the unhappy young master, she could only pull herself together to prepare dinner for him.

Just as Lin Wanjiang wanted to tell Master what happened, he heard the commotion outside the Pavilion of Life and Death.

Hearing the familiar footsteps, Yu Qingfeng hurriedly got up.

As soon as the door opened, Bei Mingwen was seen hugging the unconscious Wei Ziqi, his face was full of anxiety.

Wei Ziqi was covered in blood, which wet Bei Mingwen's robe, and a row of bloody footprints were left behind her as she walked.

Just as he was about to ask, Bei Mingwen asked anxiously, "Master Sikong, is he asleep?"

Yu Qingfeng shook his head, seeing no one around, he asked, "But something happened to the child?"

Bei Mingwen's eyes were red and he had no time to explain, and suddenly bypassed Yu Qingfeng and broke into Sikong Yu's room.

Although it is known to be dangerous by others, Sikong can trust him.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the young master was weeping. Beiming hurriedly put Wei Ziqi on the soft couch without paying attention.

Sikong Yu smelled blood, rubbed the drenched brocade, and asked hoarsely, "What happened?"

Seeing Yu Qingfeng close the door, Bei Mingwen said: "Please, my lord, keep the child in my belly."