As a disciple of the ancestor of the Long family, Ling Zhanxin, whether it is talent or cultivation, is beyond the reach of his peers.

Just don't forget, what he is facing at this time is the entire Ling family. There are many masters, no matter how powerful he is, he is invincible with two fists and four hands, is it really possible to win in the end? In fact, how can he not know that this is a life of nine deaths? But for the sake of Ling Jie, he has no choice.

However, the only thing to be thankful for is that the people of the Ling family know Ling Zhanxin's origin and his relationship with the Long family. Although Ling Zhanxin was pressing forward step by step, the masters who besieged him stopped their attacks one after another.

At this moment, a strong voice suddenly sounded, and it was the head of the Ji family who spoke.

"Where did you come from, junior, so arrogant?" the body of the head of the Ji family rose up in vain, and he shouted very majestically, "This woman is harming my son... This breath, our Ji family can't bear it... This hatred, our Ji family can't bear it either... Whoever comes today, she will die!"

When the words fell, the head of the Ji family finally began to exert his strength, and with a wave of his palm, the terrifying coercion spread directly.

Although Ling Zhanxin's talent is not bad, he has not been cultivating for a long time, and his strength is only a little stronger than his peers. Facing the head of the Ji family, who is comparable to his master, with such cultivation, how can he live in a low-grade manner?

"Ahem!"

Two light coughs, the blood blocking Ling Zhanxin's throat, finally couldn't help but gush out. It turned out that the careless action of the head of the Ji family just now turned out to have such a terrible consequence for him, and the gap is self-evident.

"I don't care who you are... It's still the same sentence just now... I want to hurt her... Step over my body first!" Ling Zhanxin said firmly in a choked voice.

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous!" the head of the Ji family laughed instead of being angry, and then said coldly, "The pearl of rice grains, you dare to compete with the sun and the moon? I don't need your consent to sanction him!"

As he spoke, he raised his palm, and a broken blade appeared between his palms. Then he heard an angry shout, and the blade shot straight out, stabbing in the direction where Ling Jie was.

Her pupils dilated a little, as if death was standing in front of her. A trace of unwillingness flashed in Ling Jie's eyes, but it was more of a relief, yes, for her, death may really be a relief.

The only trace of unwillingness left in her heart was because she knew that this was just an illusion.

In fact, she also understands that dying in the illusion means that she will die in reality. She was afraid of dying like this, worried that she would never see Wei Jiu again, and similarly, she was unwilling to fall into such a fantasy.

After all, in reality, she has endured so many disasters and pains before she finally came together with Wei Jiu. How can you let the happiness you just gained be fleeting?

Just thinking about it, a bleak look appeared in her heart, it was a desperate and helpless choice.

It's not that she hasn't thought about cracking this illusion, but no matter what she does, she can't shake the illusion in the slightest. Similarly, in the face of this blow from the ancestor of the Ji family, she was also in the abyss of despair, no matter what, she couldn't resist the power of this blow.

If she was still the aunt of the Ling family, if she still had the strength she had at the beginning, how could she end up so passive? It's just that now, things are wrong, but it is no longer the original situation.

......

The scene was almost desperate, but when Ling Jie closed her eyes, death did not come as expected.

Raising her head slightly, Ling Jie was stunned, a figure was already in front of her, and blood flowed out of that person's juniors. Ling Jie's heart trembled, and she looked at the familiar cheek in disbelief, but her heart was so painful that she forgot to beat.

"No... Brother... How so... How could this be!" Ling Jie cried out, her voice very tragic.

It turned out that the voice that suddenly appeared was Ling Zhanxin, that is, her titular brother. At the critical moment, it was he who used his body and life to block Ling Jie and block the sword. It's just that at this moment, his breath is blurred, and he is on the verge of death.

The dantian was shattered, even if the ancestor of the Long family made a move, he couldn't save him.

"Ahem! Now, are you satisfied?" Ling Zhanxin looked at the ancestor of the Ji family and said coldly, "This life is owed to you by my sister, I will pay it back for her, since, the two do not owe each other!"

He said this very calmly, as if he had already had this idea before he made this decision.

In fact, it is true, before he went down the mountain, he had the consciousness of death.

At that time, he thought that the wedding date was three days later, and he could take Ling Jie away before the wedding. It's just that who would have thought that the moment he answered the Ling family, he would encounter such a scene, and this change also completely subverted his original plan.

Listening to Ling Zhan's words, the people around him were all moved. Especially the ancestor of the Ji family, his body trembled, and for a while, he didn't know how to answer Ling Zhanxin's question.

"Woo, brother... Why are you so stupid... Why are you so stupid!" Ling Jie cried, "I don't want you to die... I won't let you die... Woo..."

"Sister... Don't cry, it's enough to hear you call me brother... You have to be strong... After that, I won't be there... You have to learn to be strong!" Ling Zhanxin muttered in a low voice, "Even if no one in this world cares about you anymore, you have to love yourself well... After I leave, take this sword and go to my master, and he will protect you from being bullied... Remember, instead of me and my mother, live!"

When the words fell, Ling Zhanxin's palm finally weakened and softened, and the breath of life in the whole person dissipated completely.

And what he held in his hand was a sword hidden deep in the scabbard, and it was also the only relic he left to Ling Jie before he died. No one could understand why he had never unsheathed the sword, not even in death.

"Woo... Woo!" Ling Jie was still crying loudly, completely ignoring the people around her.

The sword was in her hand, and for some reason, it made her feel very hot. This was Ling Zhanxin's sword, but in order to save her and protect her, it ended up like this.

Whether it was the previous life or this illusion, Ling Zhanxin played the role of this brother from beginning to end. But what about her? In addition to being willful, in addition to hurt, in addition to being indifferent, what did she bring to Ling Zhanxin?

I felt guilty in my heart, and I blamed myself even more, but the palm of my hand didn't obey the call, and threw out the sword.

With a "clang", the blade of the sword fell out of its scabbard, and in an instant, the golden brilliance occupied everyone's attention. There is no doubt that this is a blessed sword, and the moment it is unsheathed, everyone's attention remains on it.

"Longquan Divine Sword!, how could it be the Longquan Divine Sword!" The head of the Ji family muttered in disbelief, "How could the sword of the ancestor of the Long family appear in his hand!"

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On the top of Xuanshan Mountain, the ancestor of the Long family stood arrogantly on a treetop branch, and in front of him was an ancient lamp.

Ten minutes ago, the ancient lamp had been flickering incessantly, sometimes bright and sometimes dark. And not long ago, it was completely extinguished, and his face was full of gloom.

"Hehe... Ancestor of the Long Family, Ancestor of the Long Family, how do you deserve the name of Ancestor?" the old man said with some distraction, "Back then, the Long Family was in a catastrophe, and you didn't contribute half a point to the Long Family... Now, the only disciple is dead, but he can only stand by and watch, and he can't do anything!"

It turned out that this lamp was a treasure, and what was connected was Ling Zhanxin's breath of life.

When his breath of life is strong, the lights will be much brighter. In the same way, if the light is dim, it means that the breath of life is also weakening.

And now, this light has gone out, which means that Ling Zhanxin is afraid that he has fallen.

"Ancestor, Ancestor, you idiot... Don't you know his character?" the old man muttered to himself, "What's the use of you giving him the Longquan Divine Sword? He will never leave a stain on his master, nor does he want to be implicated as a teacher and let the Long family be criticized... So from beginning to end, he never thought of using the Longquan Divine Sword!"

As he spoke, the old man was already blurred by the teardrops, and he stood in the treetops like this, fainting in pain.

......

Why the Longquan Divine Sword appeared in Ling Zhanxin's hand, no one can say clearly for various reasons.

"It's... The dog is very talented, and he was accepted as a disciple by the ancestor of the Long family, but I know about this!" The head of the Ling family said with some doubts, "It's just that no matter what, I don't believe it, the ancestor of the Long family will actually give him the Longquan Divine Sword as well!"

"Hehe, can you be so ignorant if you don't believe a word?" the head of the Ji family said coldly, "The Longquan Divine Sword represents the ancestor of the Long family, and it can also represent most of the Long family... Before that, you hadn't even mentioned half of his relationship with the ancestor of the Long family. Why, I don't want to cause a dispute and force the Long family to destroy our Ji family!"

"You, what are you talking about? Zhan Xin is not only a disciple of the ancestor of the Long family, but also my son, can I hope that he will die?" said the ancestor of the Ling family angrily, and finally fought against each other.

The head of the Ji family ignored the ancestor of the Ling family, and moved his gaze to Ling Jie and the dead Ling Zhanxin, and a trace of chagrin flashed in his eyes.

sighed, and said to the group of Ji family masters, "The people of the Ji family obey the order and go home." Today's matter is over, and no one is allowed to hold Ling Jie accountable!"

As soon as Ling Zhanxin died, it could be regarded as revenge on Ji Tianlin, and the head of the Ji family naturally did not want to pursue it too much. After all, although he boasted that the Ji family was strong, he didn't feel that he could resist and compete with the Long family.

As soon as the apprentice dies, if the ancestor of the Long family is angry, even the Ji family will not be able to be good. And Ling Jie at that time, holding the Longquan Divine Sword in her hand, in a sense, also represented the ancestor of the Long family, and he also didn't dare to offend half of it.

It's just that just as the Ji family was about to leave, a cold voice suddenly came.

"Hehe... Kill my brother... Do you want to run away like this?" The cold voice was speaking from Ling Jie.