I will resurrect a man with this sword. ”

The man said.

Before this, combined with a series of actions by Song Huaizhu and Monk Xuezhai, Zhu Luan actually had some secret guesses in her heart, but she never thought that this person would have this idea.

How could this normal-looking person be so ......

Crazy idea!

This was Zhu Luan's first reaction as an orthodox cultivator.

"What are you thinking?" Zhu Luan Huoran stood up, suppressed the anger in his heart and shouted to Song Huaizhu, "The resurrection technique is an evil technique!" ”

It was the first time she had spoken to him so loudly, right? Looking at the rare anger of the forever quiet girl, Song Huaizhu was actually a little happy in his heart for some reason.

for this anger is for him.

"You ......" Looking at Song Huaizhu, who was unmoved and didn't know why he was still very happy, Zhu Luan didn't know what to say.

She probably wanted to say, "You're crazy," but her upbringing was so good that she wouldn't even say it to him.

Maybe it's because she knows what the word crazy means to cultivators, so she doesn't want to say it.

At this time, she is the only one who can pay attention to this.

Song Huaizhu looked at Zhu Luan and smiled, "You want to say I'm crazy?" ”

Zhu Luan was about to be angry with this person's attitude, she took a deep breath, regained her expressionless face and looked at him, "Yes, otherwise I can say something." ”

Cultivators have power above ordinary people, but this power is by no means omnipotent.

It is precisely because of the power above ordinary people that we must pay more attention not to abuse it, and it is precisely because we are close to the way of heaven that we must be more in awe of the way of heaven.

Otherwise, it will go out of control and go crazy, and at worst, God will destroy itself and harm the world.

So there are a lot of taboos in the spiritual world.

And the art of resurrection is absolutely taboo.

A taboo among taboos.

Absolutely not to do.

And Zhu Luan never believed that this person didn't know! Even the most power-hungry practitioner who misses his loved ones will not touch this taboo, because everyone knows that it is an act of self-destruction.

It's really only a madman who touches it.

"Are you crazy," Song Huaizhu repeated softly.

yes, he's already on the verge of madness.

When did he get into this madness?

He fully understood the girl's anger, and she was the only one who would be angry at the self-destructive behavior of others.

But it could also be worried about something else.

"I understand what you said," Song Huaizhu smiled at the girl in front of him whose neck was flushed, "But you don't have to worry, I have already made an appointment with Xue Zhai at the beginning, and if this matter fails, he will be responsible for using the secret medicine of Fanyin Temple to kill me." ”

So even if he gets out of control, he won't harm the world.

After all, he had made an agreement with her.

"You're very thoughtful," Zhu Luan stared at him coldly.

Looking at the girl's cold gaze, Song Huaizhu felt a tingling pain in his heart, but he said calmly on his face.

"I once made an agreement with someone," he said solemnly, staring into Zhu Luan's eyes.

"Climb out of the abyss and live like a man."

Abyss...... Zhu Luan's heart jumped, but he didn't know where he came from.

Live as a person. The first is not to hurt innocent people.

Her understanding of people seems to be similar to that of this man.

However......

"Yes." Zhu Luan looked at the man who had been calm so far and said lightly.

"Yes," Song Huaizhu looked at her with a smile, but even he didn't know what it was like to feel in his heart at this time, he wanted to say that you don't remember, but in the end everything turned into the voice of a young boy in his heart.

Yes, she doesn't remember.

At this time, Song Huaizhu suddenly wanted to put back the mask.

He clenched the white jade mask he held in his hand, and looked at the girl with a cold expression in front of him, thinking that this conversation seemed to be about to end.

After all, as Zhu Ying, as an orthodox cultivator who is more resolute than anyone else, she should be very disappointed in herself at this time. He should be able to put back his mask and be the sixteenth generation of Zen ......

Just as Song Huaizhu was thinking like this, a breath like the warm sun of spring suddenly hit his face, because it was rare for his own thoughts to be a little distracted, and the sect master did not notice the breath that was close at hand for the first time.

The next moment, there was a pressure on his neck.

A pair of slender hands grabbed him by the collar.

And Song Huaizhu was stunned.

The girl, who had just stared at him coldly, as if she was going to ignore him and should have ignored him for all reasons, stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar.

The standing girl seemed to lift up the man who was sitting far taller than her, and unceremoniously approached him condescendingly with his collar, and said coldly.

"Confess to me."

"All."

Song Huaizhu's whole body froze. This was probably the first time in the history of Middle-earth that an Ascending Realm dared to question an unknown grandmaster in such a way.

And he also became the first grandmaster to be forced to succeed.

Under the gaze of those bright eyes, he opened his mouth in a daze.

Bring everything and out of the table

"My brother and I once found a book of secret arts." Song Huaizhu took a deep breath, "And that secret technique provides a way to resurrect the person I want to resurrect." ”

Zhu Luan was shocked, and the collar in his hand tightened.

"How?"

Song Huaizhu's eyes were deep, "You need a total of three things." ”

His eyes appeared yellowed with paper and black handwriting like incantations, and he spoke slowly.

"That person's personal thing, the blood that can be burned, and the sacrifice of a grandmaster's full strength."

In his words, in short, Princess Yingluan's personal belongings, Suzaku bloodline, and the sacrifice of his skills, through the last secret art ceremony, Princess Yingluan can be resurrected.

(After the anti-theft stamp, replaced after 15 minutes)

"I understand what you said," Song Huaizhu smiled at the girl in front of him whose neck was flushed, "But you don't have to worry, I have already made an appointment with Xue Zhai at the beginning, and if this matter fails, he will be responsible for using the secret medicine of Fanyin Temple to kill me." ”

So even if he gets out of control, he won't harm the world.

After all, he had made an agreement with her.

"You're very thoughtful," Zhu Luan stared at him coldly.

Looking at the girl's cold gaze, Song Huaizhu felt a tingling pain in his heart, but he said calmly on his face.

"I once made an agreement with someone," he said solemnly, staring into Zhu Luan's eyes.

"Climb out of the abyss and live like a man."

Abyss...... Zhu Luan's heart jumped, but he didn't know where he came from.

Live as a person. The first is not to hurt innocent people.

Her understanding of people seems to be similar to that of this man.

However......

"Yes." Zhu Luan looked at the man who had been calm so far and said lightly.

"Yes," Song Huaizhu looked at her with a smile, but even he didn't know what it was like to feel in his heart at this time, he wanted to say that you don't remember, but in the end everything turned into the voice of a young boy in his heart.

Yes, she doesn't remember.

At this time, Song Huaizhu suddenly wanted to put back the mask.

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