"Please don't embarrass Xiao Feng, what's going on at me...", Lin Yuechan, who was pushed away, grabbed Lin Xiao's arm with tears in her eyes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Her appearance of pleading for mercy made some servants watching the play a little unbearable.

After all, Demon Zangfeng was too seriously injured, and the last low roar drained all his strength, and it was difficult to open his mouth again.

If it weren't for worrying about Lin Yuechan, who was abused all the way by the drawing scroll that killed a thousand knives in his head, he was almost immune to pain, otherwise he really wouldn't even be able to get out of the firewood room.

Glancing weakly at the girl who was half-kneeling on the ground, pulling Lin Xiao and begging for mercy, Demon Zangfeng's heart was inexplicably sour.

It made my chest feel tight and I couldn't breathe.

Turning to Lin Xiao again, Demon Zangfeng looked at it very carefully and seriously.

Lin Xiao thought that Demon Zangfeng was frightened by himself, and his face was proud, but as time went by, he gradually noticed that something was wrong, because from Demon Zangfeng's eyes, not to mention fear, he didn't even notice anger.

For some reason, it was obviously a young man with a damaged sword whirlpool and no power to restrain the chicken, but Lin Xiao felt a deep chill, which made him feel stunned and a little annoyed.

At this moment, in the crowd of watchers, an old maid in a white shirt walked quickly towards Lin Xiao and persuaded in a low voice: "Xiao Jianshi, his injured child is not worth your hands, and soon there will be a big competition in the clan, if he is really killed, it is not worth it to be passed out by those broken mouths, it is better to sell me a thin face and let him go." ”

"What, I want you old man Bai to dictate what I do?", Lin Xiao snorted coldly, but the hand holding the demon hidden feng was released.

He knew this old man, the foreman of the laundry room, although he didn't know how to cultivate, but he had a lot of qualifications, he had been working in the Lin family for decades, and he knew a lot of swordsmen and some real power stewards.

And what Old Man Bai said is right, close to the clan competition, there is no life-and-death fight between the two, if you really kill the demon Zangfeng, maybe something will happen, he is half dead like this, but it is better to control Lin Yuechan.

"Don't dare, I'm just thinking about Xiaojian", the servant who was called Old Man Bai smiled, then looked at Lin Yuechan, and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter, why don't you hurry up and help people in, there are still a lot of clothes waiting in the laundry room." ”

Seeing this, Lin Yuechan didn't know that Bai Lao was excusing herself, and she was grateful to him again and again, she hurriedly picked up the demon hidden feng and walked towards the firewood room.

"I'll wait for your reply", glancing at Lin Yuechan, whose back trembled slightly, Lin Xiao's expression was gloomy and he didn't continue to be embarrassed.

When the meat in his mouth was not eaten, he was naturally unhappy.

However, as long as this damn little bastard is still there, he is not worried that Lin Yuechan will be able to escape from his palm.

As for when you get it, hmph...

Glancing coldly at the demon Zangfeng who was helped into the firewood room, he smiled darkly, then waved his sleeves, turned around and walked towards the pharmacy in the Lin clan.

"What do you see, don't hurry up and work, delay the meals of the young ladies and young masters, and have your good fruits to eat", the old man in white shirt waved his hand to everyone, glanced at the firewood room, he sighed lightly and left the place.

Seeing the old man in the white shirt speak, all the servants who watched the play immediately dispersed, they were not Lin Xiao, and they dared to speak disrespectfully.

The small firewood house, in a remote corner, looks particularly deserted.

In the room, Lin Yuechan silently helped the demon Zangfeng on the bed, then reached under the bed and pulled out a little broken silver and an inconspicuous silver hairpin from a small dilapidated wooden box.

Grabbing the broken silver and silver hairpins, Lin Yuechan sat on the edge of the bed a little distracted.

Most of the monthly money she earned from her work was taken away by her adoptive mother, and now there is this left, even if she throws away her silver hairpin, she can't catch a few days of medicine, and if it continues, Xiao Feng's body...

"Sister Yuechan", enduring the inexplicable throbbing pain in her chest from the front of the chai door, Demon Zangfeng turned her head with great effort, interrupting the girl's chaotic thoughts.

"Ah, Xiao Feng, what's wrong, does it hurt, sister help you rub it", came back to her senses, looking at the young man's pale face, layers of fine sweat continued to ooze, she forced herself to smile, and her heart was extremely distressed.

"I'm sorry I couldn't protect you", Demon Zangfeng, who is not good at words, held back for a long time before saying such a sentence.

He actually has a lot to tell Lin Yuechan, because of himself, he embarrassed her, because of himself, he couldn't let her live a good life, because he...

However, Lin Yuechan understood it and also read it.

A line of clear tears slipped wordlessly from her soft face.

For so many years, she has been like a sister, more like a mother who has brought up the demon Zangfeng, she has never shown hardship, but it is not nothing, but Lin Yuechan has been silently hiding in her heart and bearing it alone.

Demon Zangfeng's words touched her weakest heart at once.

Shaking her head, Lin Yuechan wiped away the tears on her face, it was she who failed to protect Xiao Feng.

"Sister go to the clan to grab medicine, you have a good rest, Bai Bo and I will ask for leave, and I will come back to accompany you immediately", helping the demon Zangfeng cover the quilt, Lin Yuechan gave a reassuring smile and hurriedly left the firewood room.

Watching the girl leave the room, for some reason, a trace of uneasiness flashed in Demon Zangfeng's heart, and Lin Xiao's previous words appeared in his heart word for word.

Gritting her teeth, Lin Yuechan's wordless and tearful expression was like a steel needle, piercing him deeply.

It's like the deep memory of my sister on the hospital bed, the last obscure smile left for me.

Unwilling!

This felt like a spark burning in the prairie that instantly spread into a raging fire, burning wantonly in the heart of the demon hidden feng.

In the residual emotion, the trace of longing that was ignored by the demon hidden feng expanded over and over again.

That desire comes from pursuit.

It is the pursuit of power!

Through memory and reality, Demon Zangfeng once again deepened his understanding of this world, in this world where everyone cultivates swords, power represents the absolute right to speak!

If it weren't for his poor talent and it took him four full years to condense the sword vortex, his adoptive mother, Aunt Mei, would not have driven the two of them to the firewood room where the Lin family's servants would not live, and wantonly beat and scolded.

Lin Xiao is a personal swordsman, and he will not bully him in the face, and he will make up his mind as if no one is around for the child daughter-in-law who has signed a marriage contract.

If, I have the power...

Suddenly, a pain came from the lower abdomen, and the illusion of Demon Zangfeng was shattered immediately.

With a wry smile, he remembered that his "own" sword vortex had already been injured by Lin Xiao, and it was difficult to repair it.

Moreover, with his inferior qualifications that he didn't have a first-grade sword vein, even if he repaired the sword vortex and practiced day and night, it would be impossible to surpass Lin Xiao, who had a second-grade sword vein.

This is the most essential gap between the two!

Looking at the wooden beam above his head, Demon Zangfeng was silent, but the unwillingness in his heart became more and more boiling.

"Puff-pass, puff, puff, puff...", only to hear a faint heartbeat, from weak to strong, from slow to fast, and finally even like a drum, vibrating in the entire firewood room.

If it weren't for the remote location and no one nearby, the anomaly in the room would inevitably attract a lot of people.

Coming back to his senses as soon as he came back to his senses, Demon Zangfeng looked at his constantly shaking chest with some astonishment, and the depression that came from it made him almost vomit blood.

Raising his hand a little uneasily, Demon Zangfeng was just about to take a look at the situation, when suddenly a burning heat that seeped into his soul rushed out of his limbs and hundreds of bones.

"Boom", his eyes were once again pulled into a demonic red gold vertical pupil, with mysterious lines on them, glowing with an extremely noble atmosphere.

Demon Zangfeng only felt a blur in front of him, and then the darkness that had been absent for a long time descended again.

.....

At the moment when Demon Zangfeng lost consciousness, a clear light quietly flew out from the center of Demon Zangfeng's eyebrows.

However, before it could make a move, it saw a large number of golden points of light, rushing out of the Demon Hidden Blade's bones, melting into flesh and blood.

This scene seems to be somewhat unexpected by Qingguang.

With spirituality, Qingguang circled around these golden points of light, and did not check for danger, only then did it turn into a vast point of light, and it rained down on the body of Demon Zangfeng, rendering him into a light man.

Under the light of the clear light, those golden points of light were more pure, and the speed of merging into the flesh and blood was more than a step faster.

Every time the heart that vibrated strongly brought blood circulation, Demon Zangfeng's seriously injured body improved and strengthened at an incredible speed!

Even the sword vortex in the lower abdomen, which was full of cracks, healed quickly, solidified, and changed in a perfect direction under the bath of clear light.

...

However, for everything that happened to him, Demon Zangfeng had no idea.

Because, at this time, not only did he not wait for the imaginary severe pain, but he was also deeply shocked by the behemoth in front of him.