012 My name is Purgatory

Li Ling lurked in the dark, throwing out a few silver needles from time to time, regardless of whether she hit the acupuncture point or not, her purpose was to make Li Mu completely collapse!

The two of them were in a stalemate for another half an hour, this half hour was nothing to Li Ling, after all, fourteen years have passed, what is this half an hour? Li Mu roared angrily, Li Ling only felt that the wind around her began to run at an uncontrolled height, like a clueless thought, but this situation was the most difficult for Li Ling, because she couldn't predict the wind, so she couldn't blend into them, sure enough, Li Mu felt her presence, and the dense wind blade flew over like no spiritual power, and the area contained was huge.

Li Ling controlled the purgatory to rotate at high speed to fly the approaching wind blade, while quickly retreating, consuming the other party's spiritual power, if you guessed correctly, it should be a magic weapon, which can disrupt the order of the wind, this kind of thing is generally a wind cultivator to exercise his control of the wind, so as to produce some comprehension, but I didn't expect to be learned on this.

"Li Ling, do you think you'll be fine if you hide like a turtle with a shrunken head? The gap is the gap, you can't break it, and you can't break it!" Li Mu's eyes were a little bloodshot, seeing Li Ling's fear and boredom turned into endless joy, turning the wind into a sword, Li Mu rushed to Li Ling, aimed the sword at Li Ling's heart, and stabbed it fiercely!

"Hiss-" A large piece of blood stained Li Ling's chest, Li Mu's face couldn't stop the ecstasy, and there was already a picture of himself walking towards the Li family's position in his heart, and he didn't pay attention to the evil smile on Li Ling's pale face. ”

"You've lostβ€”" The words of the light fluttering words did not have any deterrent effect, but the smile on the corner of Li Mu's mouth stopped abruptly.

The black ink-like silver sword stretched out from behind Li Ling and penetrated Li Mu's body, Li Mu looked at Li Ling in disbelief, and watched as the sword turned into a little fluorescent by the wind spiritual power, floating between the two, but he could no longer do anything to turn into a wind sword, and between the dots of green light, the pale face had a confident smile, and the blood-colored mandala on his chest was strangely enchanting.

I still remember that Chinese New Year's Eve, when the four-year-old boy wore a baby face and carefully instructed him in the magical practice called Chinese martial arts, at that time, he vowed to follow the little boy in this life.

I still remember that during the day, when a five-year-old boy tested his spiritual powers and became famous as a waste, he swore to protect him at that time.

When did following deteriorate into a strange transcendence, protection turned into bullying, as if human nature was distorted, he couldn't remember it clearly, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Young Master...... Can you dance the sword again?" A broken voice spat out of his mouth, Li Ling's eyes widened in vain, and a childish face appeared in his mind, and the purgatory that pierced into his heart emitted a crimson light, as moving as that day.

Li Mu's body began to be transparent, but he still muttered in his mouth: "Young Master...... Dance the sword to me again, really...... Look good. ”

"Really...... Look good at ......."

"Hua Yan!" Li Ling said in a lost voice.

As Li Mu's body became more and more transparent, and the texture on Purgatory's body became clearer and clearer, even the people who were waiting anxiously outside could faintly see a little red light, and there was a commotion for a while.

Li Suran's face became more and more ugly, and when he saw that Li Suran couldn't help but rush in, he didn't care about anything else, stepped forward and held Li Suran, and said in a low voice: "Young Master, believe me, this is an opportunity." ”

Li Suran glanced at her coldly, but held back her temper.

The crimson sword emitted more and more dazzling light, like a sun, Li Ling only felt that the spiritual power in her body was uncontrollable, and she fainted with a roar, before she fell unconscious, she only heard a leisurely sigh accompanied by a sentence - Fortunately, you have not forgotten me.

Perhaps the movement was too huge, the steward of the martial arts field ordered people to unseal the mode, and at the moment when the sun was shining, purgatory ran into Li Ling's body like a spiritual intelligence.

At the first moment when the mode was lifted, Li Suran rushed over, and the rest of the people also looked at it.

In the huge venue, the floor has been shattered, and the breath of the wind spirit can be vaguely sensed, Li Ling is lying down in the blood slope, and Li Mu has disappeared......

"Hua Yan...... Li Mu ...... "Broken memories floated in Li Ling's mind, Li Ling only felt uncomfortable as if his brain was confused, it seemed that something was breaking through the ground, what did he forget?

"What does the master seem to be saying?" From time to time, a voice echoed in her ears, and Li Ling felt like an ark floating on the sea, without any support, and the loneliness was terrible.

"Master, wake up. A familiar male voice appeared in his mind, and Li Ling slowly opened his eyes and looked at the boy in front of him in disbelief.

"Hua ...... Death?"

The boy in front of him was about thirteen years old, with wanton red hair, but his appearance was exactly the same as Li Mu's.

The boy blinked and looked at Li Ling strangely: "Master, what's wrong with you? I'm Purgatory, that's the name you gave me." ”

Li Ling's eyes darkened, and when she hung her head, the hair on her shoulders fell, making it difficult to see her expression.

Does it just look the same?

Seeing Li Ling's disappointed face, the boy said nervously: "Master, is it that I didn't do a good job, master, you said that I would change." ”

Li Ling looked up at the familiar faces, unfamiliar but incomparably clear eyes, and said slowly: "Purgatory, by you...... What about the boy I assassinated?"

Purgatory glanced at Li Ling strangely, and said, "Master, have I ever killed someone, but I've just been born?"

Li Ling's eyes lit up, looking at the slightly green but familiar face, a possibility suddenly rose in his heart, he reached out and rubbed his head that was slapped by purgatory, and said, "It's okay, do it all over again, forget it, it's okay to ......"

Purgatory looked at Li Ling more and more strangely, but he didn't think too much about it as a newborn child, and said with a straight face: "Master, my blood sacrifice has been successful, and even your strength has increased a lot, and the master seems to subconsciously don't want to know about his strength, so I helped the master suppress it, but my strength is very poor now, and I can't suppress it anymore, master, you quickly return to your consciousness, otherwise you will be discovered by that group of people." Speaking of the back, Purgatory's tone was already anxious.

Li Ling didn't tremble, closed her eyes and felt it.

Inside the house, the old man helped Li Ling personally heal, but there was still no sign of waking up, Li Suran sat on the edge of the bed with a straight face, as if someone else owed him 1.8 million, Li Xuan's face was not so good that he was inexplicably told that Li Sheng was seriously injured, plus the old man actually didn't let him in, his face was black and his brother could fight it, Yu Linwei surrounded the yard, and several people knelt on one knee, the old man was lecturing, the scene was very spectacular.

"Ahem, big brother?" The scenery was still a little blurry, Li Ling squinted and said in a hoarse voice.

Li Suran's face softened, brought the water that was put aside, and said softly: "Xiaosheng, do you feel uncomfortable?" ”

Li Ling squinted and didn't want to move, but under Li Suran's gaze, she still drank the water a few times, shook her head slightly, closed her eyes and rested, but was actually checking her physical condition.

Li Suran saw Li Ling close her eyes again, and saw that her breath was weak but steady, so she went out to announce.

Feeling that Li Suran went out, Li Ling opened her eyes and moved helplessly, the suppression of purgatory is to combine her spiritual power into stones one by one, blocking them in the meridians, so that the breath is silent and cannot circulate, it seems that she has to take care of it, Li Ling thought, and couldn't help but fall asleep again.