After coaxing old enemies into avatars

A strong stabbing pain pierced through the heart, as if the chest had been cut open by a sharp knife, and the breath became thinner by three points in an instant.

Sheng Huaizhao clutched his chest in a daze, as if he had the illusion of dying for a moment.

He stood in a daze for a while, and asked what was going on with the system of the sea of ​​knowledge.

System: I don't know too well... But now you and the male lead can sense each other's spiritual core, you will suddenly feel uncomfortable, maybe something happened to the male lead.

Sheng Huaizhao rubbed his chest, his expression calmed down.

After all, Chen Qian has come to deal with him and Mingshun himself, and the Yanfeng faction will definitely attack Yun Jian.

As the sky gradually dawned, Sheng Huaizhao saw clearly how many injuries his limbs had been scratched, and it was impossible for him to be safe if he fell off the cliff.

The rustling sound came from far to near, and the ashen-faced Mingshun pushed aside the bushes and appeared in front of him.

Seeing that Sheng Huaizhao was still alive, Mingshun let out a long breath of relief, his legs were weak and he fell to the ground.

He murmured like the rest of his life after a catastrophe: "It's good that you're fine."

Once again, Mingshun got involved with Sheng Huaizhao because of his sloppiness and ignorance, but if he was more vigilant and suspicious of that little monk, he would not be pushed to the bottom of the cliff so easily.

Sheng Huaizhao glanced at him, then slowly stood up and patted the dirt on his sleeves: "Although Buddhist practice is all about doing good things with one heart, you have to be flexible."

Mingshun paused slightly.

He has always acted with kindness, but went straight to the point, forgetting that being a human being is not that simple.There is nothing wrong with being kind to others, but you should not restrain yourself with kindness. If you ignore the malice in the world, you will make a wrong step.

Before determining good and evil, one must first know how to judge right from wrong.

Sheng Huaizhao: System, why does he have an epiphany on his face, did I say something very reasonable?

System: ...Probably, no?

"I'm not trying to tell you how to deal with people, I..." Sheng Huaizhao looked at the little monk's expression like Feng Lunyin, and instinctively felt that something was wrong, "I'm not a good thing either, you'd better not treat me like that." Take my words to heart."

"I see." Mingshun nodded solemnly, and asked again: "Then I am very angry now, can I be angry with that monk?"

"..." Seeing Mingshun's resigned face, Sheng Huaizhao turned around helplessly, "You can decide this kind of thing yourself. But I am the kind of person who will take revenge. When the monk pushed me down the mountain, I I can't bear it anymore."

Mingshun followed his gaze and lowered his gaze, his whole body froze in place.

The monk who pushed them down was lying on the ground with injuries all over his body, as if he had been treated as a meat pad.

It's meaningless to write about Qiu Ji overnight, and he has to report it immediately.

Sheng Huaizhao was expressionless: "People in the cultivation world are strong and well cushioned. I give five stars praise."

All of Mingshun's emotions were washed away by the shock in front of him, and he even felt a little pitiful for the unconscious monk.

Not only is Sheng Huaizhao not afraid of remonstrance...he is not afraid of anyone.

Although Mingshun had just decided not to trust others credulously in the future, he couldn't help but check that person's breath, and was relieved to confirm that he was still alive.

Sheng Huaizhao tilted his head: "Don't kick your feet to relieve your anger?"

Mingshun pursed his lips and shook his head: "Life and death are up to fate."

Sheng Huaizhao looked at the lush mountains in front of him: "Pick herbs."

Ming Shun picked and picked the herbs in his arms, and asked what was on his mind when he was free: "What's going on with you and Yun Jian?"

He had thought that Sheng Huaizhao had really "robbed" him, but Yun Jian threw He Lishu in his face, obviously not wishful thinking.But after falling into the Xurun Mountain, Sheng Huaizhao asked him to find herbs that could alleviate the poison, apparently also for Yunjian.

"I can't leave him alone." Sheng Huaizhao sighed, and there were 1 explanations that he couldn't say.

Mingshun suddenly realized: "You still have him in your heart."

"...It's what you say."

After rummaging and searching for nearly an hour, Xu Runshan suddenly trembled, screaming out of the sky, it was the voice of that flesh pad monk!

Sheng Huaizhao subconsciously looked at Mingshun. If it was the case before, the little monk would probably have to rush to save people regardless, but now he just froze in place, as if restraining himself from meddling in his own business.

The monk rushed out covered in blood, his eyes were trembling and constricted because of the huge fear, and when he saw the two people, he was desperate: "Help, help me!"

As soon as the words fell, a white tiger with a snow-white body covered in dark lines swooped forward, and its sharp claws like giant stones pressed heavily on the monk. Before he could stretch out his hand, he was bitten into the tiger's mouth the next moment, blood overflowing!

The white tiger's scarlet tongue licked its sharp teeth, its sticky saliva mixed with blood, and its saliva flew everywhere. Its huge body was like a mountain, lying in front of the two people, wantonly exaggerating despair with the smell of blood.

Ming Shun heard from his master that a hundred years ago there was an evil tiger that caused disasters to the world. The evil tiger had condensed out the demon core and was extremely cruel. As long as ordinary monks approached it, it would be its meal. The evil tiger harmed many idlers in Nanyu area. Zongmen, until later personally captured by the former head of the Yanfeng Sect.

But even the former leader whose cultivation level has reached day and night, only captured the evil tiger. In the Seal and Yanfeng sect, they used their own cultivation to weaken the evil spirit of the evil tiger, but ten years ago, they were completely empty and fell into thunder. robbery.

Obviously, this is the vicious tiger!

Mingshun dragged Sheng Huaizhao and ran towards the forest, but the people behind him were dragged staggeringly.

Mingshun only felt that he was suffocating for a moment: "Can't you run?"

There was no trace of panic on Sheng Huaizhao's face, and he even seemed a little dull. It took him a while to lightly touch his abdomen with his free right hand: "...I suddenly feel very hungry."

Mingshun was so shocked that he didn't know what to say.

What the two of them witnessed just now was clearly the white tiger eating people, the bloody and terrifying scene made his stomach churn, but Sheng Huaizhao felt hungry at this time?

Sheng Huaizhao saw the little monk's expression in his eyes, but he didn't explain it.

If we say that when we were in Shiwaishan, this feeling was just like ordinary hunger, but at that moment just now, Sheng Huaizhao felt the familiarity hidden in this hunger.

It's not the desire for appetite, but the "hungry" that his stomach is empty and wants to swallow something.

And what he wants to eat most right now...is the ferocious and ferocious white tiger that is chasing after him.

This feeling was unique to him before he entered this book.

Sheng Huaizhao asked in the sea of ​​knowledge: System, you said earlier that other things cannot be brought to the world of comprehension, right?

Suddenly there was a snowflake-like rustling sound from the TV in the sea of ​​consciousness, the system was interrupted for a moment, and then there was a response: ...it seems not.

……It does not seem?

While Sheng Huaizhao was pondering the system's reaction, the white tiger swooped forward with all his might, his bloody mouth was right behind him!

Sheng Huaizhao made a backhand, and separated from him under Mingshun's astonished gaze.

The sharp roar of the tiger made the mountains tremble. Mingshun staggered and rolled three times in the grass. When he got up enduring the dizziness, the white tiger had already gone far away, leaving only a bright red spot on the ground. blood.

"Sheng Huaizhao!" Mingshun tried his best to get up and chase after him, but he fell headlong into the mud. The severe pain in his right foot made cold sweat wet his back instantly. Only then did Mingshun realize that his calf was actually broken. When it fell.

"Sheng Huaizhao! Sheng Huaizhao!" Mingshun couldn't move, he could only chase after him heart-piercingly.

It's all his fault, it's all his fault!If he hadn't mistrusted others, Sheng Huaizhao wouldn't have fallen into such a dangerous situation... What the hell has he done!

Mingshun wept in embarrassment while clutching the gravel on the ground, the smell of blood was like a cage falling from the sky, imprisoning him tightly in guilt and self-blame.

When she was out of breath from crying, a low and hoarse male voice came from behind her.

"do not Cry."

Mingshun slowly came back to his senses, first he saw two figures falling in front of him.

It was Sect Leader Lin and Chen Qian.

Chen Qian's hair was disheveled, and his body was covered with stab wounds, as if he had been tortured, while the leader Lin who was lying next door was not much better, his clothes were torn like a beggar, and he looked like he was kneeling in front of Mingshun.

Master Lin spat out the mud in his mouth, and tremblingly said: "They are here, I brought you here, don't, don't kill me..."

He never expected that Yun Jian looked so weak, crying in the dark prison, but his cultivation level was a level higher than his!Not only was he beaten to the ground, but he also had to watch him turn Yanfeng faction upside down with red eyes!

Yun Jian is not an ordinary demon cultivator at all, he is simply a demon in the world!

Yun Jian's white robe was stained with blood, and he clutched the broken sleeve tightly in his hands, and slowly turned his gaze to Sect Leader Lin.

It was just Gujing Wulan's glance, but it silenced Sect Leader Lin and dared not speak any more.

Mingshun wept blankly, and slowly connected the appearance of these two people with Yun Jian.

Were they thrown down by Yun Jian?

The undried blood stained Yun Jianaiqi's eyes a little coldly, he lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice: "The master said that my wife is with you, did you see him?"

It was only then that Mingshun realized that Yun Jian Bai Rili's personality was in front of him, and nodded repeatedly: "Bai Hu, he was captured by Bai Hu, you go and save him..."

Yun Jian nodded, and looked sideways at Mingshun before returning to his senses: "I'll be back in a while, don't die."

Although he didn't like the little monk, Sheng Huaizhao would not be happy if this person died like this.

When he turned his head, Sect Leader Lin subconsciously avoided Yun Jian's gaze, and shrank in silence, without any arrogance in front of a dark prison.

Following the thin smell of blood in the air, Yun Jian found a valley, where the spirits of the virtual mountain were planted everywhere, and everywhere was lush and fragrant, but the vegetation here was exhausted, and there was a stench of rotting flesh, obviously it was the white tiger guarding the mountain. cave.

The closer he got to the ground, Yun Jian felt a dull pain in his chest, and bad guesses came to his mind one after another, and his sword blade broke a long and thin mark on the ground.

Roar--

The dull roar of the tiger came from the bottom of the valley, and Yun Jian was caught off guard by a new wave of spiritual power. He stabbed into the ground with his sword and retreated several steps before he regained his composure.

With such strong spiritual power just by roaring, how would Sheng Huaizhao deal with that vicious tiger alone?Yun Jian gritted his teeth, even though his legs were trembling due to exhaustion, he still wanted to go one step further.

Yun Jian spread his consciousness, tried his best to search for the trace of the evil tiger, and opened his eyes in a trance for a moment.

The breath of the evil tiger disappeared?

No, I clearly heard his roar just now, how could it be possible that even the remaining evil energy disappeared in an instant?The vicious tiger seemed to be swallowed up suddenly, and Yun Jian had nowhere to look for its breath.

The white tiger is gone, what about Sheng Huaizhao?

Yun Jian couldn't help feeling flustered, but when he suddenly raised his head, he found a figure approaching slowly not far away.

The dark pupils reflected Sheng Huaizhao's face clearly, and Yun Jian's eyes turned red: "...my lady."