Volume 2 Wind Edge Heart Sword Chapter 117 Becoming a Buddha or a Demon?

"yes. He saved our lives, huh?" someone heard Ye Lingfeng's words and immediately reminded.

"You bastard, have you forgotten your mother who just died, you unfilial beast, you actually help the quack doctor to speak, you should die too......"

At first, someone spoke for Night Spirit, and there was a commotion in the crowd, all of them remembered Night Spirit's kindness to them before.

But with this reprimand, the commotion was gone, and some just rolled up their sleeves, copied the guys, and slashed at the night spirit wind.

Night Spirit Wind waved his hand to resist, but his strength was too strong, and a dozen people fell with a random blow.

"Look, the quack doctor is killing people again, this is the original form has been exposed, and we are right to kill people and kill him, everyone hacks him to death......"

"Yes, if you admit your mistakes and sincerely repent, how can you be angry because of our few words?"

When everyone saw Ye Lingfeng move, they all showed fierce eyes, and Ye Lingfeng was also stunned, and they were also puzzled, yes, why did he fight back.

In this way, Night Spirit Wind did not fight back, but these people refused to give up, Night Spirit Wind had deceived them for so many years, and they had to kill Night Spirit Wind to relieve their resentment.

Imagine that a person has been deceived by another person for many years, and he still thinks about his good all day long, but one day, you find out that he is lying to you, what will you do?

Perhaps it will be the same as the choice of these people.

In this way, Ye Lingfeng was beaten to death by these angry people, and some people were still angry, so they even bit off Ye Lingfeng's flesh and drank his blood.

In an instant, everything on his body seemed to be all right, and the man was overjoyed, and immediately shouted: "Everyone, stop fighting, this quack's flesh and blood can cure our diseases, everyone will eat him." ”

Gradually, Night Spirit Wind was not only killed by this group of people, but even their flesh and blood were eaten by them, all of which were just for survival.

Night Spirit Wind's soul silently watched the people eat his body in the air, and a trace of remorse flashed in his eyes.

These people are obviously well, but they don't even have his bones left, and even the temple of the god king has been smashed and a quack temple has been rebuilt, and whenever someone passes by here, they will spit out a mouthful of saliva to show their descendants.

Night Spirit Wind is not a saint, he has not yet reached the kind of realm where he uses his body to save people but does not get benefits, but instead falls into infamy.

I believe that even if a saint sees it, it is impossible not to regret it and tolerate it.

At this time, the black-clothed Lingfeng came forward, intending to avenge the white-clothed Lingfeng and destroy Sanssouci City, but was rejected by the white-clothed Lingfeng.

The black-clothed Lingfeng was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why don't you let me make a move, don't you hate them?"

The white-clothed spirit wind shook his head and smiled bitterly, he didn't know whether he hated these people or hated himself.

"They are the lives I have guarded for 500 years, I can't bear it. The white-clothed spirit wind was obviously very heartbroken when he said this.

When the black-clothed spirit wind heard this, he immediately shouted angrily: "You can't bear it, I'll come for you, anyway, I can't swallow this breath, I actually ate my body, and built a temple to scold me, it's really unreasonable." ”

After that, the black-clothed Lingfeng rushed down directly, and the white-clothed Lingfeng shouted when he saw this: "What are you going to do, I said I won't let you do it, stop it for me." ”

The white-clothed spiritual wind hurriedly chased after him, only to see the black-clothed spiritual wind being murderous, and a sword aura passed, sweeping away the leaves like the autumn wind, and destroying the people and houses together.

"Stop me, or I'm welcome. Seeing this, the white-clothed Lingfeng was furious, but the black-clothed Lingfeng didn't listen to him at all.

So, the two of them fought because of a group of ignorant people, and the two of them were originally transformed by the good and evil thoughts of the night spirit wind, and no one could beat anyone, but in the end they ended up losing both.

"Stop, haven't you seen through the human nature of this world?" Just when the two of them were both defeated and were about to be discovered, Yu Feiluo suddenly appeared in court, and a sharp voice resounded in his heart.

The black and white spirit wind was puzzled at the same time: "It's you?"

Yu Feiluo glanced at the two of them: "Yes, it's me, but it's not me." ”

The black-clothed spirit wind had a solemn face, the reason why he knew Yu Feiluo was because there was a killing intent surging in his heart, as if this person had an enmity against him.

And the white-clothed Lingfeng had a relationship with him, although he didn't know him, he also had the same feeling as the black-clothed Lingfeng, and immediately asked, "Who are you and why did you come here?"

"Haha, who am I, don't you already have the answer in your hearts, Night Spirit Wind, don't you dare to show up?"

Yu Feiluo laughed loudly, in his opinion, the black and white spirit wind has always been based on good thoughts, but now that the night spirit wind has begun to waver, this moment is the best time for him to wake up the night spirit wind.

He could believe that Night Spirit Wind had forgotten all the people or things, but there was only one person who would never forget them.

That was the agreement between Mu Qinxue and him, since the change of a thousand nights, Yu Feiluo sent someone to investigate the night spirit wind, so as to learn everything about him.

If you say who has the weight in Ye Lingfeng's heart, Mu Qinxue has no doubt, because her parents love each other, and Qianyu Sakurahime also has her father's care, but Mu Qinxue only has him.

If even Mu Qinxue can't make Ye Lingfeng sober, then he can only consider himself unlucky.

After speaking, Yu Feiluo watched Ye Lingfeng's every move at all times, and gradually, an hour passed, and two hours passed, until a day later.

The eyes of the white-clothed Lingfeng suddenly blinked, and he muttered, "Xiaoxue......"

Then he looked at the black-clothed spirit wind and said, "Do you miss her?"

"Yes, very much. The black-clothed Lingfeng replied without thinking, and this answer made the white-clothed Lingfeng smile bitterly and said, "Since that's the case, let's return to the position." ”

After that, the white-clothed spiritual wind soared into the air and turned into a white ball of light, and the black-clothed spiritual wind also turned into a black ball.

Yu Feiluo raised his head, only to see two balls of light in the air, one black and one white, spinning rapidly, like the yin and yang poles of a Taiji diagram.

In the end, black and white fused, and a complete night spirit wind appeared in the air, staring at him coldly and saying angrily: "Yu Feiluo, it's you, you dare to come to my sea of knowledge, you are looking for death......"

As soon as "death" came out, the momentum around the night spirit wind soared, approaching Yu Feiluo.

Yu Feiluo smiled bitterly, he came to the sea of knowledge of the night spirit wind for nine deaths, and it took a lot of hard work to wake him up, but he didn't expect the first sentence of the night spirit wind to wake up was that you are looking for death, which is really ironic.

However, Yu Feiluo will not sit still, and shoot directly, both of them are ideological, and under the competition, the night spirit wind does not fall behind at all.

Yu Feiluo became more and more frightened, the night spirit wind was only the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage, and the power of the mind could compete with him for dozens of rounds in the middle stage of refining the gods, and he was worthy of being the son of Yue Qingqian.

Immediately said: "Night Spirit Wind, stop it, I have something to say to you." ”