Chapter 1012 That sword stabbed wrong

The vicious battle between the yang is in full swing, the underworld is still 'prosperous', the yin is safe, and the kings are vying for hegemony.

In the underworld, the West Immortal Pavilion is further west.

The crooked and dilapidated temple of the Divine Monarch, in which Scarface sits, guarding the bowl.

It's a quiet place. Ye Fei's upper body is naked, and the scars are vertical and horizontal, some of the flesh and blood are blurred, and some are deep and the bones are visible. The Netherworld does not have the real power of ink, but the evil ghosts are pounced, half a month ago, Ye Fei was injured not lightly when he left the mountain to face the demon monks, and finally came to this old small temple after a series of hard battles with the evil ghosts.

It is common sense to be shirtless in order to dry wounds, and it is common sense to always cover your clothes in the air and not see the air.

But who is Ye Fei? The king of Middle-earth, the powerful existence of the long sword that can kill the immortals, with his body, this kind of flesh wound does not need to be used at all, and it will naturally heal quickly.

At this moment, it is necessary to follow the 'people's side', and there is no other reason: the loss of the yuan is bad, and the cultivation of the yuan is not good.

If it's not good, it's not good, people who don't care about life and death, how can they make a fuss about some injuries, but it really hurts.

Since there was no one, Ye Fei didn't have to endure it, grinning and gasping

"Does it hurt?" Suddenly, a voice came from behind him, a little familiar. But Ye Fei couldn't remember where he had heard it for a while.

Ye Fei raised his eyebrows slightly, how can the true knowledge of the king of people be child's play, he was walked behind him and didn't realize it, he couldn't help but be surprised, he didn't hurry to turn around and take a deep breath first, and then slowly turned around to look.

A fair-faced teenager who looks fifteen or sixteen years old. His eyes were closed and he was smiling, his long dark purple hair was tied in a gold ring, and the most striking was his left chest: a round and transparent hole that ran through it, and the heart was not visible.

Ye Fei recognized him and met the Eleventh Emperor of the Blind Eyes who was gouged out by the evil gods outside the world.

All of a sudden, Ye Fei was down-to-earth, the gap between the two sides was far away, and if the King of Blind Eyes wanted to kill someone, Ye Fei Mo said to fight back or escape. It's just that there is no chance to close your eyes.

"It's badly hurt. "The King of Blind Eyes is not hostile. He doesn't have to open his eyes to see everything.

Knowing that facing the Blind Eye King is no different from seeing the Immortal Buddha with ants, Ye Fei still has to find something awkward: "It's far worse than your injury." ”

The King of Eyes didn't mind, and reached out and touched his empty left breast, which he could only keep like this now. If you want to heal as before. I have to wait for the third brother to send his heart over.

Ye Fei changed the topic. Stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky: "Something happened above, and the demons outside the sky have entered the world, do you know?"

The Blind King nodded. He had been sleeping in the Hibiscus Tower. But in his sleep, he noticed that the inky demon magic was invading the netherworld, and he woke up yesterday.

A big dream for hundreds of years did not help the injury, but it also saved some strength

Mo Lingxian cast a demon spell on the middle earth netherworld, dragging more than 10,000 Yin and Yang Si Yamen into the transformation realm, and originally wanted to perform this spell on Fengtiandu, but he had to give up because of the powerful aura shrouded in Fengtiandu. Where did that turbulent aura come from, just because Brother Erming is in the Furong Tower, and the Furong Tower towers in the capital!

At this time yesterday, a heavy law from the underworld first soared into the sky, and then filled the world, and the heavy transformation realm was erased, and all the trapped priests returned to the great world.

The vast spell that Mo Lingxian has prepared for hundreds of years, the person who broke it with a spell, the heartless King of Blind Eyes.

However, the Blind King only has so much strength, and he can't go to the Yang World to help fight again.

"Qiankun will be fine, the world is still stable. Because I don't want to open my eyes. To put it mildly, King Blind Eyes explained to Ye Fei why he was not worried.

This is the thought of the underworld, if this time the catastrophe of heaven and earth cannot be changed, and the world realm will really be destroyed, Brother Er Ming will have the feeling of heaven and man, and there will be anger that wants to open his purpose.

Ye Fei was awkward, and when he heard this, he snorted coldly: "Then before you were dug out of your heart, didn't you think about opening your eyes?"

The Blind King smiled, "You really want to die?"

I didn't want to think about it, Ye Fei shook his head directly, it wasn't that he didn't want to do it in general, he didn't want to.

"Can you speak well, then?" asked the Blind King, smiling lightly.

Ye Fei felt that there was nothing to say.

The Blind King smiled and walked around Ye Fei to the treasure bowl.

The status of the three-body fang, Zu Lele, in the netherworld is not comparable to that of the Yama Divine Monarch, but the Ancestor Emperor is also respected by future generations, and all generations of evil ghosts are looked up to. With his identity, this bowl should have been transported back to Fengtian to be carefully offered, but the treasure bowl was so magical that no one could pick it up, let alone move it, so he had to stay in place.

The Blind King lost his heart, and he couldn't hold the bowl after waking up and casting the spell, so he just touched it.

Ye Fei next to him suddenly came to his senses: "Can you open the bowl to transform the realm?"

No. The King of the Eyes couldn't open the bowl of the Ancestral Emperor, but he was also the most powerful king in the Netherworld, and he was able to transfer the power of the ghost robe to transmit a spiritual thought into the bowl.

Even if he didn't receive the 'wrath of opening his eyes', the king of the eyes couldn't rest assured that he couldn't go to Middle-earth, and he couldn't rest assured that the old fourteen who was fluttering indiscriminately, but he was powerless because of a vicious disease. However, when he was practicing the Dharma to rescue the Yin Division, he also sensed a powerful aura: the power in the bowl. I made a special trip to take a look

Ye Fei on the side couldn't wait for King Blind's answer, but at least he could see the general meaning, Ye Fei's voice was slightly nervous: "If you can go in, please, please take me with you." ”

The king of the eyes was easy-going, and nodded with a smile: "It's done." What's the matter with you? ”

"If Lu Jiaoruo is also in the bowl, I want to see him. ”

The King of Eyes reached out to touch the bowl here, and the spirit was sent in, which was regarded as helping Ye Fei to report.

Ye Fei immediately got up and began to clean up his clothes.

Shirtless and rude, and Ye Fei was rebellious, even if he didn't bother to put on his clothes again when he saw the high-ranking Hades King, there might be another person in the Bowl Internalization Realm

Even if the other party is his lifelong enemy, even if Lu Jiao's identity is far inferior to the Hades King, Ye Fei still feels that Lu Jiao is much more important than the King of the Blind Eyes, regardless of life and death, at least as a courtesy, it must be neatly dressed.

Ye Fei acted in his heart.

In his heart, the high-ranking King of Blind Eyes and Lu Jiao, who didn't even have the qualifications to ascend to immortals, were completely reversed status, and there was no comparison at all! Not afraid of Hades.

This is Ye Fei's demonic nature, and it is also the root cause of Jin Lingtian to lead him into the demon altar.

Sure enough, just as the King of Blind Eyes expected, a strange light suddenly bloomed in the treasure bowl a moment later.

The brilliant light came out, gently enveloping the King of Eyes and Ye Fei, and then Ye Fei only felt that his body was floating, and then he saw that the scenery changed suddenly, and the vast sky was boundless and thick, and there was only a corpse as far as the eye could see.

The corpses of the ink-colored djinn are tens of millions or thousands, and there are countless of them.

Most of the corpses were hung upside down, and the giant chain fell from the sky. Bound to an inky spirit god that was larger than the mountains. At a glance, there was only one feeling left, shock.

The person has entered the bowl, but the strange light around his body has not dissipated, and he does not wait for Ye Fei to look at the situation and feel that his body is light. The Blind King disappeared beside him. I was in a small courtyard.

But ordinary houses are no different, and they are no longer ordinary courtyards.

Pity. It's Ye Fei. If Su Jing arrives here, I am afraid that his eyes will be moist immediately, and he will no longer be familiar with the place: the center of Guangmingding, the small courtyard on the mountainside where the master mother is located.

There is a realm in the bowl. There is another transformation realm in the transformation realm, and the Great Realm 'collects and suppresses' the corpses of almost all the ink giants that attacked Middle-earth in ancient times, and there are also three small and small realms embedded in the Great Realm. After Lu Jiaoba escaped into the bowl, he landed in one of the small realms for temporary shelter.

The small realm is magical, and it can be transformed into a shape with the mind of the person who enters the master.

Forever engraved in the home of Lu Jiaoba's heart, the most cherished place in thousands of years of long life, the small courtyard in the belly of Guangming Ding Mountain.

There was no Lan Qi around, only the old man sitting alone in the courtyard.

The old man in the red robe, Lu Jiaoba.

At first sight of Lu Jiao, Ye Fei felt suffocated in his heart, and he couldn't describe the suffocation that he couldn't dispose. It was a stubborn stone pressed in the bottom of his heart, even if Ye Fei cultivated to become the Lord of the Universe, God and Buddha, he didn't do anything to move the boulder himself.

Suffocated and almost unable to breathe, Ye Fei still had to pretend to be calm, he was already a traitor to the sect, stubbornly refused to salute, as if looking around easily, he didn't know what to say for a while, so he had nothing to say: "I thought you would live in the 'Guangming Peak' here." ”

Ye Fei's eyesight is extraordinary, and he can see that this realm can be transformed according to the master's will.

Seeing Ye Fei, there was no surprise on Lu Jiao's face, the three fangs were summoned by the Hades King, and Lu Jiao was informed of Ye Fei's request to see.

Not only was there no accident, but there was no hostility in the old man's eyes: "This is the bright top, but you don't know the way." As he spoke, Lu Jiao poured himself a bowl of tea and pointed to the teapot on the stone table: "If you want to drink water, pour it yourself." ”

Ye Fei hesitated, sat down and poured himself a bowl of water, speechless for a while, one old and one young drank tea together.

Keemun black tea, Lan Qi likes the tea he likes to drink.

After moistening his tongue, Ye Fei's voice was less dry, and he was still talking about it: "What about the three-body fang?

Gossip.

Ye Fei would never ask about things that had nothing to do with him, but when facing Lu Jiao, he suddenly didn't dare to ask the sentence he wanted to ask, but he didn't want to be so silent. The longer the silence, the more Ye Fei felt his heart tremble.

"I made up the treasure bowl, and the ancestral emperor's natal weapon was restored to its wholeness, and it was a miracle that the injury healed quickly, and it has been much better. After answering, the tea in the bowl was also drunk, Lu Jiao put down the teacup, and suddenly asked, "Ye Fei, are you afraid of me." ”

Ye Fei didn't hide it, and nodded: "I'm afraid." ”

In this life, for thousands of years, Ye Fei is the only person to fear! Even if Lu Jiao is dead.

"Then are you afraid of death?" Lu Jiao poured himself a second bowl of tea. It has been a thousand years since he entered this place, and Lu Jiao has always been drinking tea for a long time, and he can't drink enough Keemun black tea.

There is no tea in the yin world, but people in the spiritual realm, they can have it if they want to, but where is it really there, how can Lu Jiao not understand that this tea only comes from his own imagination or memory. But he still couldn't drink enough.

This time Ye Fei shook his head: "I'm not afraid of death." ”

"No matter how cruel I am, I can only beat you to death, I am not afraid of death but I am afraid of me, it makes no sense. It's not me you're afraid. After a pause, Lu Jiaoba started a new topic: "Did you come to me to take revenge?"

Ye Fei shook his head.

Lu Jiaoba smiled: "Well, I don't think you're here to take revenge." I am dead, and how can I take revenge on the dead? Then you came to me for only one thing: to ask me why I didn't kill you back then. ”

"Yes. Ye Fei's voice was low.

"Ye Fei, let me ask you, what friendship did you and I have with you in the mountains back then?"

"Nope. At that time, there were a few juniors in the mountains that Lu Jiao valued, but Ye Fei was no longer among them, and Lu Jiao felt that this child was too lonely.

It's okay, but it's a big problem. ’

Lu Jiaoba continued: "You are not the junior I value, but Shang Zhao is my sixth brother who entrusts me with life and death, you stabbed him with a sword, you are my enemy, in terms of identity, you are a traitor in my family, at that time, in terms of strength, you are no different from an ant in my eyes, how can I spare your life." After the last I let you go, you can live, how can there be other explanations. ”

Lu Jiaoba's gaze finally came, this was the first time Lu Jiao really looked at him and looked directly at him after Ye Fei came, and gave the answer directly: "It was your master who told me, the little rabbit cub doesn't know what is crazy, just teach him a lesson, don't ruin his life, and don't damage his cultivation." So you can live, so I never left the mountain after that the others continued to hunt you down. ”

With a turn of his gaze, Lu Jiao stopped looking at Ye Fei, and refocused his attention on the tea in his cup: "Are you afraid of me?" What are you afraid of me. Those who are not afraid of death will no longer be afraid. ”

"You're not afraid of me. Then what are you afraid of when you were able to survive, what a simple reason, how could you not think of it in your mind. If you don't think about it, you don't want to think about it, you can't say you don't want to, you should say you're afraid. ”

Again, Lu Jiao laughed, I don't know if he felt that he had spoken too awkwardly before: "This is what you are afraid of, if the sword is stabbed, there will be no return, you will no longer treat Shang Zhao as a master, you are afraid that you will stab the wrong person, you are afraid that you will do it wrong." Thousands of years have passed, and you still have to investigate, especially if you know it yourself, you have to see me again, and ask me to explain it to you, you doll, it's really awkward. ”

"It's done, I won't let you run in vain, I'll give you a truth: you don't treat Shangzhao as a teacher, but Shangzhao still treats you as a child. It's always been that way. ”

After drinking the second cup of tea, Lu Jiao looked at Ye Fei for the second time: "You stabbed the wrong sword." But don't be afraid, Shangzhao doesn't blame you. Alright, let's go. ”

Lu Jiao waved his hand, and the strange light surged, enveloping Ye Fei, how he came in and how he was sent out. Lu Jiao began to pour himself a third cup of tea.

The world in the belly of the mountain, the world of loneliness.

One true and one false, two identical courtyards, after Lu Jiao's death, Lan Qi guarded one, and after Lan Qi left, Lu Jiao also guarded one.

Ye Fei returned to the same place, in the dilapidated small temple. Without losing his soul or being depressed, only silent, Ye Fei sat in a corner of the small temple.

didn't shed tears, didn't sigh, Ye Fei just spit out a mouthful of blood, and then continued to be silent, not moving-

It's over, and I'm out of power today, and I've been sleepy all day, and I'm struggling to write only 4,000 words, sorry. (To be continued......)