Lin Yan didn't have the consciousness to clean up the mess by himself after the killing, and when he saw that the killing was over, his neck straightened and his head tilted, and he fainted.

I also had a dream in a daze, the dream is a fairyland that I have never seen, there is no prosperity and liveliness in the mortal world, there is no coldness in the clouds of Qingcheng, the scenery is not as dreamlike as the clouds, the beauty is so intoxicating, from people to birds and beasts, from mountains and rivers to Daze, everywhere you can see is the beauty of simplicity. The people in the fairyland look no different from mortals, except that their skin is too fair. Children play games under the trees in groups, and old people sing to themselves. Lin Yan stood there, no one seemed to see him, he stopped a child and asked him where this was, the child just smiled at him, innocent, but the smile became more and more weird later, and finally, he raised the bloody hand that seemed to be bitten by something and only had a skeleton, pointed to the dilapidated pavilion in the distance, with a dark blue aura, and let out a ghostly shout: "This is the Zixu Pavilion, my immortal master." ”

Lin Yan was covered in sweat and struggled to wake up, always feeling that something didn't seem right in that dream.

Blue! That little child's blood is blue!

"What's wrong, my fairy lord?" Turning his head, he saw that it was the child immortal standing there, his ghostly smile very familiar, like the child in his dream.

"Is this dream given to me by the child stage immortal?"

"It's your own thirst for answers." The child turns his back.

"Molu! How is he! Lin Yan had just calmed down after that terrifying dream, when he suddenly remembered the unlucky ghost outside the cell.

"Oh, he just wanted to see you." The children of the immortals especially like to speak with a little tone, as if they can't speak without that kind of creepy, goosebump-like tone. She said as she greeted the one-armed ghost-faced man standing aside.

Mo Lu was carried in, it didn't look like he was injured, it was just that he didn't want to come in, and when he saw Lin Yan, he seemed to be stimulated by something: "Lin Yan! In vain, I misread you! Why did you kill them! That's a living person! Lin Yan! Molu shouted twice, and the ghost-faced man seemed to think he was too noisy and blocked his mouth.

"That's just some zombies manipulated by spiritual power, what are you talking about, Molu!" Lin Yan recalled the people he killed yesterday, there was no trace of human breath on his body, his eyes were dull, his movements were slow, he was so confused at that time that he couldn't even tell that they were zombies, and now that he thinks about it, it's really funny.

"Wrong, it's really human." The child stage immortal suddenly changed his tone, his voice became consistent with his appearance, and the seductive and evil tone was gone, and his voice sounded crisp and soft, the voice of a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl. However, this made Lin Yan even more creepy.

The one-armed ghost-faced man waved his hand, and a light curtain appeared in front of him, reproducing yesterday's scene on the screen, a group of young people in blue and blue clothes died one after another under Lin Yan's eyes, some of them were awe-inspiring to die, some were remorseful, some were cowering and timid like mice, and some were in a hurry and didn't know why, those eyes, those movements, those aura, they were really living people, Lin Yan looked at the light curtain over and over again, and carefully confirmed that there was no Qin Wangchuan in it, There were no familiar faces in the enemy camp on the day Qingcheng Cloud was destroyed.

"Impossible, impossible!" He buried his head between his legs and covered his ears, but the screams of the teenagers in the light curtain still crept into his ears silently.

"You have to take a good look at it." Ziqi is still a child's tone, her expression is gentle, even a little cute, she tugged Lin Yan's hair, surprisingly strong, pulled his head, forced him to look at the next shot in the light curtain- A little boy who looked no more than eleven or twelve years old, hugged Lin Yan's leg before he died, crying and begging him: "Please, don't kill my master, please." Lin Yan in the light curtain showed a terrifying smile: "Okay." Then he raised his eyes and stabbed to death the young man on the other side, who looked to be in his early twenties, and then, with a flash of the sword, the sky was full of blood, and the little boy was shocked and fell to the ground.

In the light curtain, Lin Yan raised his head and smiled, laughing so loudly.

"Shut up! Fake! It's all fake! They, they're all zombies! Fake! Lin Yan covered his ears and closed his eyes tightly, but the image in his mind repeated uncontrollably over and over again, he killed the boy, killed his master, and killed thousands of innocent people.

"Yes, these two times, the people of the Ear Energy Immortal Sect have probably been killed, and there are only a few old immortal immortals left, and the Hades King is naturally also seriously injured." Ziqi regained that wicked voice, looking at Lin Yan's collapsed look and showing a satisfied look, "Save people?" Just give me your soul. ”

"I respect you as an immortal, but why do you use this method to tease me, is that the name of a thousand people is just a tool for you to test me!" Lin Yanliang lost his soul for a long time, gradually came back to his senses, and squeezed out such a sentence from his throat.

"Not bad. I'm famous, and you should have heard all the rumors on the border of Kyushu, and people are just dust on me. I don't care if he's good or evil, as long as there's something I can see, a favor is nothing. ”

"Lookable? Is it because I killed those people! ”

"No, those who came to beg me have been killed by tens of thousands of lives. What I'm interested in is your identity and the madness. The child immortal turned into a little girl's tone again, smiling when she spoke, looking at her expression, as if she was saying something very happy, she paused, saw Lin Yan's face surprised, and said: "Why feel guilty, you should avenge your people." ”

"I have no clansmen!" The collapse was one after another, and Lin Yan was no longer able to resist mentally.

"Ah, the only descendant of the Blue-Bloods would say such a thing. How can the innocent souls who died under the sword of Hades be blinded. Seeing that Lin Yan was frightened, he felt that it was really not interesting, and he didn't mean to ask her for help, he waved his hand, finished speaking, and left like a puff of smoke.

The young man is really very good in physical strength, and Molu's kid's mouth was covered and he didn't mean to stop, from just coming in, tossing until now, "wooing" non-stop. The ghost-faced man followed the child stage immortal away, and left a sentence before leaving, ah, no, one word: "Go." "I probably think that since you have passed the level and don't want the help of the immortals, then don't be an eyesore here, and you should go. Lin Yan traveled all the way from Lingnan to the mountains and rivers, thousands of miles away, carrying the death of Qin Wangchuan and the children of Xianmen, the disappointment of his master, the hatred of leaving the south, and the accusations of the hundred schools of Xianmen, all the way incognito, fearful, just to see this immortal who shook Kyushu and begged her to save her friend. He knew that the road was difficult and dangerous, and he also understood that immortals were by no means so easy to find, and he thought that he would be able to save his friend after passing the test. Ke Dye Lin Immortal Cave was really worth the trip, knowing that the blue-blooded people still had races, knowing that the master was lying to himself, knowing that the Hades King slaughtered his entire clan, he killed more people, and the front and back of the Ear Neng Immortal Gate were almost killed by him alone. He even lost his last friend, Molu, Qin Wangchuan's soul was still with him, cold and cold, there was no movement, he didn't make any remedies, but did more wrong.

Lin Yan sat there on his knees, crying non-stop, he didn't know what else he had to do.

Right now, the ear can be fried over there in Xianmen.

The immortal master of this ear-nengxian gate likes to pat on the back the most, and runs into the palace of the Hades every three or five times, as if the Hades is closer than his own mother. A month ago, the Hades King gave an order to encircle and suppress Qingcheng Yun, and the immortal lord sacrificed his own Xianmen disciples with a blank eye, and half of them were sent, and they were all top-notch martial artists in the Xianmen. In the battle of Qingcheng Cloud, all the people sent out died, and the rest of the Ear Neng Immortal Gate were all small soldiers and young generals, but the immortal lord was distressed, and now, he finally pinched the piece of meat on the tip of his heart. A few days ago, the Ear Neng Immortal Gate was holding a sacrifice ceremony for those dead children, and the immortal lord was offering incense on the stage to thank them for their contribution to punishing evil spirits, and in the crowd of people, a masked man in black suddenly appeared, and his aura was blue. The men in black saw that the situation was not good, recited a spell, and with a wave of his hand, he swept away the remaining soldiers. When the news got out, Hades said that the subordinate army had also seen such a situation.

Everyone's attention was focused on the blue blood, and it was rumored in Kyushu that after the massacre in Qingchengyun, Lin Yan, the only descendant of the blue blood clan, came back to take revenge.

But it's strange to say, it's nothing to say that this Lin Yan has killed so many people in one breath after the madness, but it is more difficult to sweep people away with a wave of his big hand. Moreover, the children of the fairy gate have their own spirit patterns of the fairy gate, and the fairy master can find those children according to the aura of the children and the induction of the spirit pattern, but after trying it afterwards, the induction of the spirit pattern is all blocked by what power. No matter how powerful Lin Yan is, he is only a teenager who is no more than seventeen years old, and it is really strange to be able to have such strength.

However, this weirdness just made everyone depressed for a while, anyway, everyone saw that the black-clothed man's left shoulder was oozing blue blood, and they were sure that this thing must be Lin Yan's doing, so everyone went to the Nanqing Immortal to discuss the explanation. Nan Qing walked up to the main hall with a senseless look on his face, saying that Lin Yan was not here. In the past, everyone dared to touch his Qingcheng Cloud under the pretext of shielding, but now Nanqing has a clean breeze on his sleeves, frank and open, everyone takes into account his fame and status in Kyushu, and does not dare to touch him, muttering below: "I, who believes it." ”

Look no further, the person you're looking for is already on his way back.