Everyone owes me a favor

Among the green mountains in the long night, a cluster of streamers chases another spark.

During the time, flowers flew like shuttles, gradually approaching the latter.

Flowers fall like swords, and murderous intent arrives in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that if he didn't dodge any more, Huayu would drench him like a sieve, the fleeing man in front suddenly stopped, pulled out an ordinary long sword from his waist, and cut his palm with his backhand.

When it was dripping red, he raised his palm, and a few drops of blood flew into the air, and he quickly drew a magic circle, chanting scriptures in his mouth, with a low and gentle voice, and he looked very relaxed.

Most of the flying flowers were blocked by the air shield, and a few petals passed by, splitting his plain robe a few times.

As soon as the person in front of him stopped, Chang Boning chased after him in an instant, without saying a word, Tangdi's sword body turned red, wrapped in a terrifying sword energy, and came rushing forward!

Han Jing sighed slightly, stroked the sword with one finger, and a light blue light quickly penetrated.

He raised his sword and parted the clouds, and a breath of fresh air was in the same family as Ming Wei, sharing the grandeur of the world.

In the next moment, the flying flowers all over the sky seemed to have been disturbed by something, lost their direction, and spun and danced in all directions. The killing intent suddenly filled the sky with spring colors, swaying between the sky and the earth.

Chang Boning felt something strange and was surprised.

This person... was able to accurately find the gate of life that restrained Tasha's swordsmanship?

The essence of Tasha's swordsmanship is to use flowers as swords. It is a fierce method with infinite mysteries inside, but it needs to use the wind to move Qi.It takes a long time to study carefully to be able to accurately penetrate Tasha's air door with a small sword energy and disrupt the composition, it will not happen overnight.

The Tasha swordsmanship officially appeared in the world, only in the "legacy" ten years ago.

... Evil villains!

No wonder it hurts like before!

He guessed the identity of this person in his heart, and the anger in his chest grew stronger.

To this day, Chang Boning still doesn't understand what killing is, he only knows that since he was injured as before, he must hurt his people's lives!

He calmed down and lifted his energy, and the chaotic falling flowers once again became powerful, and the raging clouds rolled in, coming back again!

The durian blossoms shine in the eyes, and Yin Yin is like blood.

Han Jing was enveloped by this red wind, his expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't know what fear was.

With his ordinary sword moves that are ingenious and incompetent, he controlled to clear his inner energy, and accurately hit more than a dozen valves in the gorgeous flower formation without missing a single one.

The flowers lost their anger and fell into the soil one after another, and also fell on Han Jing's shoulders.

Han Jing, whose shoulders were full of fallen flowers and with a straight figure, was like a jade branch embellished with moss, bowed politely, and said in a gentle voice, "Thank you Duan Rong for the flowers."

After the two moves, Chang Boning was sure that this person was far from simple, secretly bit his lip, closed his eyes and concentrated, and simply sacrificed his full aura.

In an instant, Xiren Danxiang turned around.

Hundreds of flowers are turning around Chang Boning's body, the camellia is burning, the chrysanthemum petals are full of flowers, the pear blossoms are melting, and the hydrangea is falling.

Han Jing saw that he used such a fierce move, and sighed slightly: "If you don't see blood, you can't vent your anger, can you?"

Chang Boning didn't say a word with him, and the flower front came again!

Wherever a hundred flowers pass by, everything is ruined.

The villain finally fell into a dangerous situation, and he seemed to be in a dilemma.

However, passing through the endless flying flowers, Han Jing only saw the azalea that was bursting with anger and showing off its beauty.

……

"Brother Han."

When the young Chang Xiaogong came to Danyang Peak to visit, he bowed to him who was practicing sword from a distance, his long hair without a crown fell down to the side of his ears, revealing the small braids in the black hair that were braided with red rope.

He got closer, and continued: "I already have some experience with the 'Hundred Flowers' in Tasha."

Han Jing said with a smile: "That's good. But how did you come up with such a murderous name?"

Chang Boning said: "It started as before. He said that my sword-killing ability is not enough. If I want to improve, I have to start from the name."

"Tasha" is taken from the name of the Ci Pai "Ta Sha Xing", so Han Jing spent several nights, dipped his brush in green ink, searched for Chang Boning's Ci Pai, and took "Yicaihong" and "Wind Knocking Bamboo" After waiting for more than a hundred sword style names, the name volume was given to Chang Boning as a gift.But once the "Hundred Flowers Kill" came out, it greatly damaged the overall beauty.

Han Jing was silent for a moment, and asked, "Don't you like the name 'Zhe Hua Ling'?"

Chang Boning touched the tips of his ears embarrassingly: "But I still think 'Hundred Flowers' is better."

Han Jing lowered his eyes and smiled, thinking accommodatingly, as long as he is happy.

He asked: "Then if you have time, ask me to enjoy this 'Hundred Flowers Killing'?"

Chang Boning said softly: "Okay, the swordsmanship competition, click to finish."

Han Jing put down the "Spring Breeze Ci Brush" and took out a three-foot green bamboo from the storage jade ring. Ling Feng compared two sword moves and said gently, "Please."

……

Today, Baihua is not what it used to be, and the people of the past are no longer what they used to be.

He withdrew his mind and broke dozens of "Hundred Flowers Killing" valves one after another, but when the Hundred Flowers Killing was about to run out, he opened a small empty door.

Three or four white hibiscus flowers rolled across the gap, and a large piece of flesh and blood flew from his shoulder in an instant.

The blood splattered on the back of his shoulder was terrifying.

Han Jing didn't seem to know the pain, she raised her hand to cover the wound on her shoulder, and said softly, "...ah."

Hua Feng was quiet, only two identical people stood opposite each other.

Han Jing asked softly, "Have you lost your anger for a while?"

No matter how dull Chang Boning was, he also realized that this person treated him unusually, so he simply stopped the sword, put the sword behind his back, and looked at him with frowns.

The people in front of him didn't run away any more, he let him look at them.

The two are separated on both sides, and the faint skylight falls from the east, illuminating the youth that has fallen to the ground, which has a somewhat unspeakable sense of desolation.

Facing a face that was exactly the same as his own, Chang Boning's chest rose and fell slightly.

When he thought that he was hurt by the person with this face, his heart ached.

Chang Boning was the young son of the official family of the former Shangshu. He wanted to pray for his sick mother.He has been well-educated since he was a child, but now he is angry and feels that he should be scolded, so he tried hard to think about the hurtful words that Feng Rugu usually used, and tried to scold him, but he couldn't open his mouth after trying many times.

He scolded: "Take off your face!"

Han Jing calmly asked, "Which one?"

Chang Boning: "This one!"

Han Jing: "But Mr. Duan Rong, can you be sure that the one below is my true face?"

Chang Boning: "..."

He thought about it seriously, and felt that what he said made sense, so he adjusted his mentality, tried not to care about such trivial details, and changed the topic to more important things: "Why did you hurt my junior brother?"

The serious shoulder injury didn't seem to bring any pain to the person opposite him. He didn't even frown, but the excessive blood loss made his face turn pale, a bit like the brittle clouds that are easily scattered and glazed. : "Does a demon need a reason to do bad things?"

Chang Boning: "You are not a magician."

Even if you can't tell it in the first fight, after a few tricks, it is impossible for Chang Boning not to see that this person is not a demon, but a cultivator like him.

Han Jing smiled, but the smile was as faint as the emotion in his eyes, so faint that it was almost indistinguishable: "Then what do you think I am?"

"People of bad ways." Chang Boning said firmly.

"The one who can hurt your junior brother is either an evil disciple of the evil way, or a person of the bad way?"

Chang Boning categorically defended the calf: "Naturally."

Han Jing: "You love him, that's why you think so."

Chang Boning was ignorant of love, so he said bluntly: "I naturally love him, why not."

Han Jing nodded slightly, with a little helplessness in his eyes.

... Maybe you don't believe it, but I understand what you're thinking.

Because you are in my heart, why not another.

Chang Boning continued to obsess over that question: "Why do you want to hurt as before?"

"My heart begs."

"What do you want?"

"The right way in the world."

This weird man's answer made Chang Boning very puzzled: "You hurt the same, are you asking for a righteous way?"

"Yes." Han Jing said, "The so-called righteous way is not to protect one person, but to protect the world. Since Feng Rugu has become a demon, he should be allowed to return to his rightful position."

There was a loud sound in Chang Boning's ears.

He said in amazement: "How do you know..."

Han Jing: "..."

Seeing Chang Boning's red ear tips and pale complexion immediately after he knew he had leaked the truth, he really wanted to bully him, but he still couldn't give up when he got to his mouth: "Don't worry, I already knew about this, and I didn't mean to deceive you. "

Chang Boning immediately thought that he had discovered the key to the matter, and hurriedly sheathed the Tangdi sword, saying: "Mr., even if he is possessed by a demon, he will not do harm to the righteous way. He was brought up by me, and he is the best in the world." child--"

Han Jing comforted him: "I know."

Han Jing knew all of Chang Boning's thoughts, but Chang Boning didn't understand him, not even a little bit.

He only thought that Han Jing was an upright person who hated demons to the extreme. After learning that Feng Rugu had demon energy sealed in his body, he worried that he would use evil to invade righteousness in the future, so he came to kill the grass and root out the roots.

He earnestly said: "Mr. Bo Ning understands the heart of maintaining the righteous way. However, the righteous way is born to support the way of heaven, not to eliminate dissidents."

Han Jing really wanted to say, my thoughts are the same as yours.

The so-called way of heaven is the harmony of yin and yang.Only the shadow can set off the light, and only the reverse can set off the positive.

The Righteous Way and the Demonic Way originally coexisted. When the latter was suppressed to the end and the two could not compete, the Righteous Way began a protracted internal friction.

Qinglianggu, who had shed a lot of blood for the righteous way of Changsheng, became the first victim of internal friction.In the future, there will be a second, a third, and an infinite number.

If you want the righteous way to be clean and upright, and free yourself from the ignorant obsession with power, the evil way must not decline easily.

The Unworldly Clan is the evil power that Han Jing chose to support.

Feng Rugu is the master of the unworldly family that Han Jing needs.

Whether it's character, talent, fame, his current situation that is difficult to repay, or the shelter and help that Thirty-four in the Unworldly Gate can provide him with, he should leave that prison and come to the Unworldly Gate.

It's just that he couldn't explain his heart to Chang Boning.

He clearly knew how much Chang Boning loved this junior.

——If there is really a way to gouge out a piece of flesh from your heart without causing you too much pain, I am willing to do anything.

Han Jing's voice was light and ethereal, it sounded a little weak and ethereal: "I know what Zhengdao needs most now.... Everything I do is what I want in my life, and it's not me. Flat business..."

While speaking, his shadow faded, and his description became blurred.

Chang Boning finally realized that something was wrong, he was in a bad mood, he stepped forward quickly, trying to grab his shoulder, but what he caught was a fringe of cold and exquisite emerald bamboo.

...is it a "puppet"? !

Chang Boning looked down at the place where Han Jing was standing just now, and was annoyed to find that the blood flowing from his wound, affected by his spiritual power, actually formed a complete puppet pattern on the ground!

The so-called "puppet" refers to the technique of changing shape and soul with the help of foreign objects.The performer will often find something elsewhere first, and draw a puppet formation on it.After that, as long as the caster draws another puppet formation in another place, the two echo each other, and the formation can be activated. Even if they are thousands of miles away, foreign objects can exchange positions with the caster.

This is the escape method he had planned long ago!

He took advantage of the shoulder pierced by the hibiscus flower, and used the time of talking with himself to draw a small puppet formation under his feet without anyone noticing!

When Chang Boning found out, all his soul and soul had been taken off, and he didn't know where he went, only the foreign objects he used as "puppet" remained in place.

A luxuriant pruning bamboo stands under the morning light, the bamboo leaves are rustling, Chang Boning looks familiar, but for a moment he can't remember where he has seen such a fine bamboo.

He was at a loss for a moment, unable to tell the difference between the good and the evil of this person, and worried whether this person would keep his old secret from other Taoists, and was even more uneasy.

When he carefully observed the bamboo, trying to find some clues about his identity, Chang Boning found something unusual.

... A message was written in blood on a bamboo leaf.

Chang Boning was about to pick the leaves when he suddenly felt something foreign in his hair. He took it off and saw a pure white flower blooming on a slanting bamboo branch. The flowers were taken from gardenia, jasmine, white peony, etc. A kind of snow-white petals, the center is a little red, it is a white hibiscus flower stained with blood, it is a wonderful scene of cutting clouds and snow dipped in cinnabar.

Holding the flower in his right hand, he picked off the bamboo leaves on which the words were written.

Bamboo leaves said: "Thank you Duan Rong for giving flowers, borrowing flowers to present Buddha, chatting as a unique branch, for you to enjoy."