Chapter 68: Bitter Hatred

"Impossible!"

Shang Jingxing opened his mouth with great difficulty, and a "creaking" sound had begun to appear in his legs, which was the sound of bones and muscles tearing, but he still relied on his tenacious will and did not kneel!

It was extremely ridiculous in the eyes of others that he opened his mouth like this, and the tower realm did not sympathize with the weak, but he still did it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

His behavior is also ridiculous, if he handed over Deng Lingfeng at this time, and knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging bitterly, in front of many people, Wei Li would not have done too much.

But he couldn't!

His spine is still straight, his knees are overwhelmed, he still hasn't knelt down, he can hand over Deng Lingfeng, and it is not indispensable to cut off his left hand, even if his cultivation is abolished, he will find other ways to continue to practice, but only Xiaoyun, he can't give up!

This is what he promised Yan Tongfang, this is what he promised himself, this is his oath!

This is Shang Jingxing!

"I wanted something that no one could ever refuse. ”

Wei Li smiled faintly, and opened his mouth coldly, and the domineering meaning revealed in his words spread very clearly all around, he stepped forward when he smiled, his right hand was raised, and the other fingers were retracted, leaving only the index finger and middle finger together, forming a sword finger, and slashing in the direction of Shang Jingxing at will.

In an instant, the wind howled, sweeping through the streets, blowing everyone's clothes.

Shang Jingxing's body seemed to be imprisoned, and the coercion of the Jin Dan period attacked from all directions, firmly binding him in place, unable to move at all.

The body was bound, the sword qi was coming, death surrounded him, and the next second he was in a different place!

However, at this moment, Shang Jingxing's storage bag shook violently, and Deng Lingfeng forcibly flew out of it, floating in front of him, and an earthy yellow light curtain instantly appeared, enveloping him inside, blocking sword qi and coercion for him.

Rumble!

With a roar, the sword qi collided with the light curtain, and as a result, the sword qi dissipated, and the light curtain dimmed.

Wei Li looked the same, took another step, and the second step fell, casually drawing out the second sword qi like waving his hand.

With a "bang", the already dim earthy yellow light curtain distorted for a while, flickering five times in succession and finally shattered, and at the same time, the divine light on Deng Lingfeng also dimmed a little, and automatically flew back to Shang Jingxing's storage bag.

A stream of blood was left from the corner of his mouth, losing the light curtain, the coercion of the Jindan period descended again, and his body involuntarily sank and shook, as if he would fall to the ground in the next second, but he still gritted his teeth and stood there tremblingly, never giving in!

He looked at Wei Li's gaze gloomy to the extreme, his left hand clenched, his nails had pierced deep into the flesh, and the flesh was blurred.

"No matter how good the magic weapon is, it depends on the person. ”

Wei Li's smile was still indifferent, and he took the third step and walked in front of Shang Jingxing, almost drawing a third sword qi against his neck.

Xiao Yun wanted to step forward, but was protected by Shang Jingxing, and when everyone thought that he was going to die in the next second, the phantom of the whirlwind and the mountain peak appeared in his eyes, and the earthy yellow whirlwind appeared around him, violent but calm!

Rumble!

The fingers collided with the whirlwind, and the two froze for a second, and then the whirlwind exploded like a punctured balloon, and a layer of blood was scraped off Wei Li's right finger.

Shang Jingxing's face turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out again, his body trembled but he couldn't move a bit, the power of the Weili Jindan period was not much worse than that of the eagle fox, and it was only at this time that he realized how lucky he was to survive the battle between the two demons.

"Die. ”

Wei Li changed to a point, and pointed straight at Shang Jingxing!

Shang Jingxing stared at Wei Li coldly, since he rejected Wei Li, he didn't open his mouth again, didn't roar, didn't roar, some were just as silent as Gu Tan, his eyes were bloodshot, his left hand was blurred with flesh and blood, and his body was almost ground up.

"Enough!"

Xiao Yun used the spiritual power in the necklace to forcibly break free of Shang Jingxing's right hand, stretched out his arms, and blocked between Shang Jingxing and Wei Li without hesitation, Wei Li's fingertips almost stopped at the tip of her nose, which was worthy of stopping.

"Wei Li, unless you kill me, don't want to hurt Jingxing's life!"

Xiaoyun's expression was resolute, she would never allow her last relatives to die in front of her, if she couldn't live together, she would die together!

Wei Li was stunned for a moment, and there was some hesitation in his heart, he had a good face and didn't want to be called treacherous, but if he wanted to stop at this time, it was difficult to ride a tiger.

At that moment, however, one of the best steps appeared, and a figure ran from the other end of the market, and did not stop until Willy was beside him.

"My lord, the cave has been found. ”

Wei Li smiled, glanced at Xiaoyun lightly and said, "This time I will give you a face." ”

Then he looked at Shang Jingxing again and said, "Your life, let you go first, and when I finish dealing with important matters, I will come to retrieve my things." ”

After speaking, Wei Li turned around and left, his clothes fluttering, so personable, and the sword in his hand set off him like a sword fairy in a painting.

Wei Li is gone, and he walks lightly, as if everything before is just a small episode, a joke to chat with his friends after dinner in the future, nothing more.

As for Shang Jingxing's gaze, he didn't care at all, how could the ants shake the giant tree, and if he hadn't even needed to get Deng Lingfeng from Shang Jingxing, he had already forgotten about this insignificant ant in his eyes at this time.

The crowd around them moved again with Wei Li's departure, the nuns' eyes were obsessed, and the other monks also looked respectful, and nine out of ten of them did not look at Shang Jingxing again, as if they had forgotten that there was still him here.

These Shang Jingxing didn't care, it wasn't the first time he had encountered this situation, he already knew the cruelty and distortion of the Tower Realm, but this didn't mean that he would forget Wei Li, who caused all this, and he would forget this......

Bitter hatred!

With Wei Li leaving, the restraints on Shang Jingxing's body disappeared, and his body was soft and the severe pain almost caused him to fall, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.

Xiaoyun immediately supported Shang Jingxing, and at the same time seemed to feel the loneliness in Shang Jingxing's heart, she said softly: "You still have me, you are my only relative, I will always be by your side, but you are not allowed to drive me away again." ”

Shang Jingxing was stunned when he heard this, and glanced at Xiaoyun deeply, yes, he has no relatives and no reason in the tower realm, and Xiaoyun is not his only relative.

"Okay, let's go together on the path of cultivation in the future!"

He pulled the corners of his mouth, wanting to smile, not wanting another mouthful of blood to spurt out, his body shook for a while, but he gritted his teeth and held on.

"Let's go. He said weakly.

"Yes. Xiaoyun nodded lightly and helped Shang Jingxing away.

Shang Jingxing lifted his feet that were about to be shattered, and walked silently into the distance step by step, his sweat had already wet his robe, and the pain of each step made him feel like an electric shock.

The man in white, who was watching all this not far away, opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak, just watched the two figures go farther and farther, and at this moment he seemed to see a wounded wolf, and a young wolf, snuggling up to each other, gradually moving away.

On the way out, Xiao Yun wanted to go back to Bingxinmen's station with Shang Jingxing to recuperate, but he stopped him, and in desperation, Xiao Yun could only take him to a nearby inn to stay.

Entering the house, when the door closed, he couldn't bear it anymore, his whole body was crooked, and he fell to the ground and fainted, which caused Xiaoyun to panic for a while, and he was relieved to find that he had only fainted.

He was in a coma for three whole days, and when Shang Jingxing opened his eyes three days later, he found himself lying on the bed, tingling all over his body, with bandages everywhere.

He sat up with the pain, and in the process he touched the wound, several bandages were stained red again, and a sharp pain swept over him again, to which he did not say a word, just gasped, and sat there silently.

"Shang Jingxing, are you awake?!" Xiao Yun pushed the door in with a basin of water, and found that Shang Jingxing woke up, immediately put down the basin of water, and walked quickly to the side of the bed, "How does your body feel? Why do you sit up? Lie down!"

Xiao Yun said a lot of words in one breath, which made Shang Jingxing cry and laugh, he shook his head to signal that he was okay, and then slowly lowered his head and looked at his left hand and his whole body.

"Where's my outfit. ”

Shang Jingxing opened his mouth lightly, and his voice was as weak as a drowning person.

At this time, he was no longer wearing the sect clothes of the Bingxin Sect, and it was obviously bought by Xiaoyun in the past two days to change for himself.

"There it is. I took it and threw it away two days later, it was too broken. ”

Xiao Yun stretched out his hand and pointed to the table on the side, where his bloodstained clothes were there.

"Keep it. ”

After speaking, Shang Jingxing lay down again, closed his eyes, and began to rest.

His voice was still weak, but it showed unparalleled firmness, and he wanted to keep this outfit and remind himself of the hatred of that day.

One day, he will take back this humiliation with interest and several times over!