Chapter 340

Suddenly, the vitality that was in front of everyone faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The blood gushing out of the center of the eyebrows was out of control, and in an instant, it occupied half of the pale and handsome face.

"Brother, don't scare me......"

Xin Yan's eyes were red from crying, her voice trembled, and she wiped the blood on Xin Jue's face like crazy.

But no matter how you wipe it, the blood can't be wiped away, like a flower, withering and stopping.

Lin Yun's heart was suddenly empty, and the unspeakable bitterness blocked his throat, making him suffocate and powerless. On weekdays, there are no waves, there are always sharp edges hidden, like the eyes of stars and gems, which are gloomy at the moment.

Sou!

Elder Sword Commander and Elder Luo Feng heard the sound, and when they saw this situation, their faces changed drastically.

"This ......"

Luo Feng's voice trembled, unable to believe what he could see in front of him.

One moment, he was still immersed in the joy of mastering the innate sword intent, and the next moment, he saw that the other party's anger was like a gossamer, and his vitality continued to dissipate.

I can't accept it at all, he and Xin Jue are not only an elder and a disciple, but also have a lot of origins in it.

Thinking of the past, he agreed to his father's instructions, and his eyes suddenly became silky.

"Elder Sword, save my brother, save my brother......"

Seeing the sword elder, a glimmer of hope welled up in Xinyan's eyes, and she kept pleading.

But the sword elder looked embarrassed, his hand left the pulse of joy, looked helpless, and shook his head.

"Woo woo, how can this be...... How can this be......"

Xinyan cried loudly, her charming and cold face, and her crying was heartbreaking, like a flower falling from a rainstorm forest.

Xinjue, who was originally quite pessimistic about life and death, looked extremely anxious when she saw Xinyan's appearance.

He struggled to his feet, trying to hold his sister in his arms as usual.

"Ye Xinyan, don't cry......"

But just halfway through the movement, he fell down weakly.

"Senior brother!"

"Brother!"

Everyone was shocked, and hurriedly surrounded and helped Xin Jue up again.

But he closed his eyes weakly, and his arms hovering in mid-air were like halfway points of a tree branch, as if he was looking for someone.

"Brother, I'm here. ”

Heartbroken, Xinyan held the hand tightly and put it on her face.

Feeling the temperature on his cheeks, a smile appeared on his pale face, and his vitality was gone.

"Brother!"

Xinyan cried heartbreakingly, but no matter how she cried, Xinjue couldn't respond to her.

Poof!

Grief-stricken, Xinyan's qi and blood were disordered, she was in a hurry, spit out blood, and fainted.

"There is hope, there is hope......"

Lin Yun, who was panicked, suddenly thought of something, his expression was moved, and he stepped forward and hugged Xinjue's body.

Such a move shocked everyone.

"Little Red!"

In the midst of his doubts, Lin Yun roared angrily, and the sound shook in all directions. In the voice, there is infinite sadness and panic.

Da-da-da-da!

In the mountains and forests, a blood-colored figure turned into lightning and rushed over, and the blood dragon horse rushed wildly.

Unable to care about much, Lin Yun hugged Xinjue, turned over on his horse, and galloped wildly in the mountains and forests.

In the dust, it disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in the blink of an eye.

"Lin Yun, what are you going to do......

Elder Luo Feng's eyes flashed with worry, worried that Lin Yun would do something stupid.

"Let him go, maybe that person will really have a way. ”

The sword elder looked sad and said with a slightly weak expression.

He is the sword-wielding elder in the town, and it is his duty to protect Xin Jue and Lin Yun, and Xin Jue's death is inseparable from him.

The deep self-blame and pain in his heart is beyond anyone's imagination.

"Where did he go?"

"Except for the burial of the sword forest, what other place is there to take care of Xinyan and not let her have the slightest thing, you know?"

Burial Sword Forest!

Elder Luo Feng's eyes lit up, if Lin Yun could really rush to the Burial Sword Forest, there might still be some hope.

But to bury the Sword Forest here, even with the speed of the Blood Dragon Horse, it will take at least seven days.

Seven days later, is there really any hope?

"Little Red, hurry up, hurry up. ”

The Blood Dragon Horse, which runs in the Silent Mountain Range, has increased its speed to the limit.

It flew like a flat ground, turning into a ghost, its hooves burning like flames. Although it is usually not very serious, it can get along with Lin Yun for so long, not to mention the same heart, how much it feels Lin Yun's emotions.

At present, Lin Yun's emotions are something it has never touched, and that kind of sadness and remorse makes it run with all its might.

Thundered!

The ground trembled slightly under its mighty hooves, and it was holding up the ancient trees one by one, and it was eager to break everything in front of it.

Hurry, hurry, hurry!

The Blood Dragon Horse roared in his heart, for the first time, hating himself, hating why he couldn't go faster.

Under such a wild run, in the blink of an eye, it was four days and four nights, sleepless.

Lin Yun's eye sockets were deeply sunken, and when the Imperial Capital Imperial City appeared in his field of vision, a flash of spiritual light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Rush over!"

Ignoring the guards at the city gate, the Blood Dragon Horse turned into a wisp of green smoke and rushed away.

By the time the gate guards woke up, they had already disappeared from the sight of these people, and rushed towards a secluded lake area in the outer city.

"Xiaohong is almost here, and the trouble is faster. ”

Lin Yun's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse, but he didn't know it, he only felt that the joy behind him was a little colder.

The pain and anxiety in my heart are heavier again.

Along the way, he urged the Blood Dragon Horse, I don't know how many times he repeated it, and his voice was almost out of voice.

The original seven-day journey took only four days to rush over.

Looking at the misty lake in front of her, Xiaohong let out a hiss, gritted her teeth and rushed over.

Rub and go!

The trace of true dragon blood hidden deep in its body completely burned and ran wildly above the lake.

Such a loud noise naturally alarmed the owner of this place a long time ago, and the formation originally arranged on the water surface disappeared without a trace.

The Blood Dragon Horse didn't go far before the lake was covered with mist and disappeared.

On the shore, an old man in a robe, frowning, looked at this person solemnly.

"Thirteenth Master, help me save someone!"

Lin Yun turned over and dismounted, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed heavily.

"Get up and speak. ”

The Thirteenth Master waved his hand and placed Xin Jue on the stone platform, and when his eyes fell on Xin Jue's cold body, a different color flashed in his eyes.

Without saying a word, he walked over in silence, and put his hand on the center of his eyebrows.

Poof!

In a moment, a palm-long silver needle flicked over and fell to the ground with a shaking.

Seeing this slender silver needle, the thirteenth master flashed with a traceless killing intent.

It's not over yet......

The Thirteenth Master flipped his hand, and the rest of his body was delighted, and silver needles appeared at the same time.

Plus the silver needles that had fallen to the ground, and counted them carefully, and there were exactly eight.

Lin Yun's face mutinied, and his bloodshot eyes were full of infinite killing intent.

Wang Yan!

These silver needles should have been shot on him, but they were blocked by Senior Brother Xinjue.

Looking at the silver needles scattered on the ground, Lin Yun's heart was dripping blood, it was hard to imagine that he had been hit by these silver needles in the first place.

Brother Xinjue, what a pain he endured.

"What is this?"

Lin Yun suppressed the anger in his heart and stepped forward, wanting to pick up the silver needle.

"Don't move!"

The Thirteenth Master turned around and said coldly.

"This is the Blood Rain Silver Flower Needle, a very vicious secret weapon, highly poisonous, a secret treasure made by the Heavenly Machine Gate. Back then, Tianjimen was good at puppet hidden weapon poisons, and it could be called the first sect of the Left Dao to dominate the world. Both good and evil, they were extremely afraid, and the color of the conversation changed, and they were later destroyed together. ”

The Thirteenth Master groaned: "But there are still some vicious secret weapons, which have been secretly retained, but it is extremely difficult to obtain the secret weapons of the Tianji Gate. Not to mention the Great Qin Empire, even in the Nanhua Ancient Domain, there are very few hidden weapons of the Tianji Gate. ”

Lin Yun was stunned in his heart, the handwriting of the person behind the scenes was really big.

But now, he is more concerned about other things, "Senior brother, is there any salvation?"

The Thirteenth Master's expression was gloomy, and he shook his head: "The poison of this Blood Rain Pear Flower Needle is specifically aimed at the leaders of the Xuanwu Realm, and the true yuan of the Purple Mansion Realm has already undergone a qualitative change, and he is not afraid of this poison." But in the Xuanwu realm, you will die, and the toxins penetrate into the blood, flow through the internal organs, and can kill people in an instant. ”

He didn't say a word, if he could have been three days earlier, maybe with his strength, he could force the toxin out.

However, seeing that Lin Yun's eye sockets are deep and his cheeks are dry and thin, you don't need to guess to know how he has come over these days.

I'm afraid that life is like a year, and I can't describe the pain.

"It's hopeless......"

The last glimmer of hope was shattered, and the look in Lin Yun's eyes suddenly became lifeless.

For a moment, I felt like my heart was hollowed out.

There are no words to describe his sadness and helplessness at the moment, if he can, he would rather die by himself.

Looking at Senior Brother Xin Jue lying on the stone platform, Lin Yun recalled many past events in his mind.

remembered that when he first entered the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, after the end of the Nine Stars Battle, the senior brother rescued him and shook Wang Yan back.

In the Forest of Blood and Bones, goodbye senior brother, he appeared at the same time as the fourth son. Although he does not have the name of a son, he has a demeanor, but he is not inferior to these sons.

He is Xinyan's eldest brother and his own senior brother, and he has rescued him several times.

The picture changed, he thought of Sister Xinyan again, remembered Sister Xinyan's desperate and helpless cry, and his heart hurt inexplicably.

Time passes.

Lin Yunku sat on the edge of the stone platform, sleepless, not eating or drinking, and not getting a drop of water.

Ten days later, the thirteenth master who came out of the bamboo building, Xin Jue was still lying quietly on the stone platform, but there was no one next to him.

The Thirteenth Master's face changed slightly, his eyes swept away, and he was slightly relieved when he saw Lin Yun's back by the lake.

Slowly moved, walked over.

"Thirteenth Master, why do you say that in this world, there are always good people who don't live long. ”

Without waiting for the Thirteenth Master to speak, looking at the misty cold lake, Lin Yun said to himself: "In the past ten days, I have been thinking about this question, and I have figured it out, there is actually no answer to this question. I don't need to think about it, I shouldn't sit here, I just need to do it. ”

"But as you said, there is no evidence left in this matter, even if you guess who it is, Ling Xiao Sword Pavilion will not dare to act rashly, and it will not stand on your side. ”

The Thirteenth Master groaned.

"So, it's time for me to go. ”

Lin Yun turned around, his expression calm. It's just that in the calm, there is a chill that makes people palpitate.

In the world, there are too many constraints and rules, and the older you get, the more you think, the more you think, and the more you dare not move.

Being in a high position, I am afraid that I will move my whole body, and I can't tell right or wrong, and I can't explain the reason.

But when a person dies, someone has to be responsible, and there is no need to think too much.

While my face is not old, my young blood is still there, ignoring the red world, only asking about the sword in my hand.