Chapter 22 The life of the mustard is incompatible

The Crane Shadow Immortal lightly twisted his beard and smiled slightly: "Si Ming Xingjun is unclean, how is it?"

Luo Jiushuang naturally knew that Shui Wujian was the person who was dressed in red, a little evil, and he was also a friend of Juji's heart.

If you really think about it, Luo Jiushuang only felt that when she first saw it, this water was very dirty, and she didn't look like a serious person.

I remembered that Shui Wujian was originally a demon, but later he desperately climbed to the position of Si Ming Xingjun, but I am afraid that he is not a good person.

So she frowned slightly, and suddenly remembered that Giant Mark had kept her by her side for so many years It seemed that it was because of the use of her face, and on the day she first saw her, Giant Mark also said, let her follow the water without scale.

Luo Jiushuang looked hesitant, and was unable to make up his mind, when the Crane Shadow Immortal on the side took the opportunity to persuade: "This is Si Ming Xingjun, if you follow him, you will have good luck for the rest of your life, and you will no longer have to suffer hardships." ”

Luo Jiushuang is even more disdainful in his heart, a group of shameless and greedy dogs! It is better to wander the rivers and lakes by himself and be free.

So Luo Jiushuang categorically refused: "That's it, I'm an evil demon, what to do in the god realm, I have my own place." ”

As soon as the words fell, she went down the mountain with a cold face, and the Crane Shadow Immortal naturally wouldn't force it if she couldn't keep people, but she glanced at the reincarnation painting in her hand again, frowned slightly, and thought that she should go and see Gu Ximo.

"The giant mark actually escaped, Gu Ximo was afraid that something had happened. Thinking of this, the Crane Shadow Immortal sighed again, and his eyelids jumped unconsciously.

The words are divided into two ends, Lin Xuelin and Winter Weary went to Fenglin Bay, it is autumn, the maple leaves are dancing, and they are all quietly lying on the ground to rest when they are tired of playing in the wind, and the red maple on the ground is like ten miles of red makeup, and Lin Xuexi is overjoyed.

Winter weariness watched her dance in the falling leaves flying in the sky, every move, every smile, was very gentle.

Weary of Winter sat on the side with his cheeks propped up, staring quietly, and somehow, he remembered the dance of the night when Shui Wujian was in his mind.

"It's obviously a man's body, how can he be so hypocritical?" thought to Dongshen, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

Immediately, he thought about the dancing posture of the water and the injury between his eyebrows, and he felt familiar, so he sighed and regretted that he was tired of winter, but he didn't know what he was sorry about.

Lin Xuelin held the red maple in her hand, and sprinkled it towards the blue sky, when the golden sun illuminated the red maple red, the joy gradually faded in those bright eyes, and a layer of doubt was dyed.

Lin Xueshan randomly reached out to catch a piece of red maple, looked carefully and repeatedly, and found that the red maple was stained with blood.

"Blood?" Lin Xuexi's beautiful and happy mood was broken in an instant, and immediately, she glanced at the red maples around her, and those withered branches were also stained with blood, which seemed to be blood stains left by someone's injury.

She suddenly threw away the red maple in her hand, shook her head, and sighed.

Seeing that there was no joy on her face, Winter Weary came over and asked, "What?"

"It's fine. Lin Xuexi shook her head lightly, and then smiled again: "I remember that there is a lake in front of me, let's go to the lake!"

"Okay, let's go. "Winter weariness walked side by side with her, through the maple forest side by side, getting closer and closer to Jingyue Lake.

The rustling footsteps gradually approached Jingyue Lake, Lin Xuexi still remembered the last time she came to see the lake, the blue waves were rippling, and the sun fell on the lake like a golden painting, which melted her heart.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, as if it was the sound of water stirred up by a boulder sinking into the lake, which was very dull.

Lin Xue was stunned, glanced at Winter Weary Shen and quickened her pace, and before she got closer, she heard two or three more plops-plops, and they became more and more urgent.

Lin Xuexi took two more steps, accidentally stepped on the dead branch under her feet, and made a clicking sound, she was stunned as if she was a thief.

When he looked down, the blood stains on the dead branches under his feet did not seem to have dried, and when the wind blew up the pile of fallen leaves, a pool of black blood seemed to exude a fishy smell.

Lin Xue frowned, looked up, and another layer of water splashed high, and the lake not far away was dyed with a layer of blood.

She immediately went forward again, just to alarm the person who threw the corpse, so the four eyes met, and the indescribable embarrassment and murderous aura suddenly gathered together.

Lin Xuexi covered her mouth, leaving only a pair of eyes to look at Mo Zhilin, who was standing by the lake and kicked a corpse away.

Mo Zhilin's deep and indifferent eyes stared at Lin Xuelin who was frowning not far away, so he didn't care about the seven or eight corpses that didn't have time to kick off at his feet, and turned to walk towards Lin Xuelin.

At this time, Winter Weary had already come, and he hurriedly protected Lin Xuexi behind him, staring at the ink forest with indifferent eyes.

Mo Zhilin realized that the deep cultivation of winter weariness was not shallow, so he didn't plan to cause trouble, so he kicked the remaining corpses into the lake one after another.

"Mustard human life!" Lin Xue was silent and couldn't bear to say so.

Winter weariness patted her on the shoulder and said softly, "Let's go." ”

"Stop!" Mo Zhilin came to this side unhurriedly, and this shout scared Lin Xue a little.

Winter Weariness pressed his hand on Lin Xuelian's shoulder, smiling and comforting her, when the Ink Forest circled in front of them, Lin Xuelin couldn't help but retreat when he met those eyes.

Mo Zhilin stretched out his finger and pointed at them, and said unhurriedly, "Green Fox, Flower Demon?"

Lin Xuelin didn't know what he meant, but it must not be a good thing! What does Mo Zhilin want to do?

Lin Xue was scared and was about to leave, but was shouted again: "You two demons, do I allow you to go?"

Lin Xuelin was not afraid of the Ink Forest, but the eyes of the Ink Forest really scared her, as if this was a nightmare in her heart.

Seeing that Mo Zhilin was so presumptuous, he also replied with a sneer: "You are neither a man nor a woman, who allows you to be presumptuous in front of me?"

Mo Zhilin's eyes widened suddenly, and he snorted coldly, looking at the winter weary who didn't know whether to live or die. I remembered that Tan Yunying later told him that Shui Wujian knelt down early in the morning to force these two people back, so he had to clean them up!

Mo Zhilin asked straight to the point: "You two demons don't stay in the Demon Realm well, go to the God Realm to bully a Si Ming Xingjun, what kind of ability is it?"

Lin Xuexi frowned, thinking to herself: Heh, it turns out that I want to stand up for Shui Wuji!

When Dong Dong Shen heard the provocation, he only replied calmly: "Aren't you also confused with him? He gave you the elixir, what did you give him? Who is shameless? Why? Today, Si Ming Xingjun is so wasteful that he wants you to be a demon to vent for him?"

Mo Zhilin resented the demon the most, and he didn't notice the divine power on his body because he was disgusted, thinking that he was a demon, which made Mo Zhilin feel funny, so the evil face didn't laugh and said: "Since you dare to let Wujian kneel, then these legs will be left for me!"

When Lin Xue heard this, she immediately conjured up a thousand ghost whips, and retreated three feet away with Winter Weary, sharing the same hatred for the enemy.

Mo Zhilin's face was a little solemn when he saw the Qianyou whip, and he ate a whip before he could ask, and the hot pain spread from his wrist to his heart.

His handsome eyebrows were fiercely pressed together, and the whipped hand quickly retracted, and at first glance, it was already red and swollen.

Lin Xuexi saw him suffering so much, and she was suddenly a little scared, so she became more vigilant.

Mo Zhilin opened his mouth and asked, "Where did the Thousand Shadows Whip come from?"

This problem again!

Lin Xue's heart was about to tie the knot, could it be that the owner of this Thousand Shadows Whip had something to do with them? So she threw out a sentence indifferently: "I picked it up! I don't know whose it is!"

Mo Zhilin frowned slightly when he heard this, and thought to himself: Could it be that I am thinking too much? Isn't this Thousand Shadows Whip a personal thing of Yun Pujia, how can you be willing to lose it?

Mo Zhilin was thinking about it, when there was a sudden sound of swishing arrows in his ears, he couldn't help but dodge away, and quickly turned back to check the enemy's situation.

Not far away, a young man with clear eyebrows and a longbow in his hand aimed at the Ink Forest.

Lin Xuexi saw that the young man's eyes were full of tears, his archery was a little flustered, his scarlet eyes were full of resentment, and at this time, he was staring at Mo Zhilin with a gritted tooth look.

"Little rabbit cub! It's back again! I just happened to kill you together!" Mo Zhilin shouted, and his right hand suddenly waved at the young man, and immediately shot a giant python, and rushed towards the young man quickly.

Lin Xueshan couldn't bear to see it, but it was too late to stop it, so the young man was knocked away, like a red maple north wind, crossing a graceful arc in the air, and fell heavily to the ground, vomiting blood.

Mo Zhilin sneered arrogantly, and a black ball of light floated in his palm, staring indifferently at the unwilling young man and mocking: "Little demon, dare to go against me!"

Lin Xuexi looked flustered, her head was blank for a while, and she instinctively rushed over to protect the young man and build a barrier.

Mo Zhilin didn't expect Lin Xuelin to do this, so he felt even more sarcastic, shook his head lightly and sneered: "Do you want to save him?"

Lin Xue frowned fiercely, she didn't know if she could catch the blow of the ink forest, but she couldn't let the young man die in the hands of the ink forest!

The weary winter on the side looked at everything calmly, and at the moment when the demonic power in the palm of the ink forest was about to be beaten, his peach sword had already been set on the neck of the ink forest with lightning speed.

Before Mo Zhilin could hit that palm, the coolness on his neck had already hit, and he couldn't help gritting his teeth, but he didn't dare to move.

Winter wearyness said coldly: "Let that child go." ”

"You think you can save him?" Mo Zhilin still refused to let the boy go, and at this time he looked like a butcher.

Lin Xue saw that Winter Weariness had restrained the Ink Forest, so she pulled the boy into a light and disappeared, and when Winter Weariness saw that the person had left, she warned again: "First, I am not a demon, I am a person from the Buddha Realm. Second, you can't afford to mess with me, and don't mess with me, otherwise you will only end up with all the jade. Third, don't get along with Lin Xue, if you can't get along with her, you can't get along with me. Fourth, Shui Wujian knelt voluntarily and has nothing to do with us, you don't want to force the crime on us!"

Mo Zhilin was furious when he heard this, and his arrogance had completely angered his self-esteem. At the same time, he felt even more funny that a person from the Buddha realm had colluded with a demon! It was even more ridiculous than the collusion between gods and demons!

So Mo Zhilin looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha-you are a monk, you are willing to fall and mix with demons, it is shameful!"

"It's none of your business, you don't need to know that much. Winter weariness said indifferently, every word stabbed the self-esteem of the ink forest, so the next moment, the ink forest also killed him.

Mo Zhilin's indifferent eyes like snakes and scorpions stared at the red and bright lake, and sneered: "Green Fox, do you know what will happen if you go against me?"