A casual cultivator ran into the workshop looking flustered, and after entering the door, he looked around, and found An Zhiming at the back door hurriedly ran over, shouting: "Brother An!

"What?" An Zhi, who was lazy leaning against the back door and closing his eyes to recuperate, stood up. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Sanxiu was incoherent and stammered, "I heard a ...... in the waterhole to the north If there was any movement, I went over to check it, and I saw the alliance leader...... The alliance leader was punched into the water by that Jiang Lin!"

An Zhiming was thinking quickly in his heart, and possibilities surged in his mind, and he said in a deep voice: "The alliance leader is cultivating with Jiang Lin, and what kind of system is it to make a fuss." I'm going to persuade the alliance leader, it's time to go, and you lead the way. ”

Na Sanxiu was stunned and said, "But I saw that punch ......"

An Zhiming glanced at him coldly, and Sanxiu involuntarily swallowed his saliva, turned around and led the way.

"You'd better build the foundation quickly," An Zhiming said to the female cultivators who were assisted by the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, "otherwise you will definitely die." ”

Until they left the gate of the workshop, the scattered cultivators were still so shocked by An Zhiming's cold momentum that they didn't even dare to come out.

"Who's that guy? It's scary. ”

"Is he the deputy alliance leader? I feel more powerful than the alliance leader. ”

"The eyes are so terrifying, can't it also be a demon cultivator?"

The female cultivators of the Fu Gong workshop chattered and vented their dissatisfaction.

"Shut up!"

The male cultivators around them rebelled against the gentleness and thoughtfulness of the teaching, and scolded fiercely: "If you don't know, don't talk nonsense! That person is not an ordinary person!"

The female cultivators were taken aback, and some of them stubbornly asked rhetorically: "Isn't it ordinary? Except for the terrible eyes and the arrogance of others, what do you mean is not ordinary? Does he have a position? Is he an elder? Is he a close family with the alliance leader?"

"Are you ......" The male sanxiu was questioned and couldn't speak, he just wanted to stop saying a word and roll up his sleeves and fight.

"I'll tell you. Wu Yuan walked up to the spicy female cultivator and said softly: "The Scattered Cultivation Alliance is a whole, if you compare people: the leader of the alliance is the soul, the scattered cultivators are the body, and Brother Yun is the minions. And An Zhiming is the brain. ”

Wu Yuan looked at the female cultivator and said slowly: "People will die without souls, how can people live without brains?"

"Yes!" The casual cultivator on the side said in surprise: "It's still Brother Wu who can speak, and I mean the same thing, but I can't say it." ”

The spicy nun was speechless with shame on her face.

Wu Yuan sighed and said: "Hurry up and break through, although Xiao An often says some unpleasant things, but many of them are also for everyone's good, 100,000 mountain demons are rampant and in danger, if you don't even build a foundation, the possibility of survival is extremely low." ”

The scene returned to the hot cultivation again, and the female cultivators tried to break through even harder, no longer complaining and complaining.

Wu Yuan also meditated cross-legged to recover his strength, and after leaving here, there would be no time to rest.

When An Zhiming came to the lake north of the workshop, he saw Jiang Lin and Han Sheng who were almost naked at a glance. They were only wearing underwear, and Jiang Lin's upper body was also hanging diagonally from a snow-white belly pocket, which was splashed with blood, like a red plum blooming.

An Zhiming looked at Han Sheng, and for a while, his chest slammed like a sledgehammer. His pupils dilated sharply, and in Jiang Lin's arms, Han Sheng's face was like gold paper, dying, and blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth, dyeing half of his body red.

"Oh my God!" said Sanxiu, who had brought An Zhiming here, exclaimed, he saw Jiang Lin beating Han Sheng into the lake from a distance, so he hurriedly asked An Zhiming to persuade him, he never expected that the matter would be so serious.

An Zhiming's face turned pale, and he ordered: "Go and call Yun Si, don't make a noise." ”

Sanxiu hurriedly agreed, turned around and left.

"Wait. An Zhiming said again.

Casual practice stopped.

An Zhiming looked at Jiang Lin and said with a look of disgust: "Take off your clothes, I'll be useful." ”

Sanxiu was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he hurriedly took off his robe.

After An Zhiming took the robe, he walked straight to Jiang Lin.

Jiang Lin sobbed lowly, tears falling on Han Sheng's face.

"Fuck off. ”

An Zhiming's face was like frost, and he gently draped his robe on Han Sheng's body, and reached out to pick it up.

When he touched Jiang Lin's body as cold as jade, he only felt disgusted, and he wanted to draw his sword and cut it into pulp.

He had never seen Han Sheng so seriously injured, and this was exactly what Jiang Lin had done.

Jiang Lin was lightly in his arms, and he originally hugged Han Sheng tightly and disappeared. She instinctively grabbed it when she was panicked, and the cold and bone-chilling dead air whistled through her fingertips, and An Zhiming held the Huangquan fan in his hand and drew a straight line in front of her.

"Woman, you damn it! I don't do it now because I still have to save Brother Han. If you dare to cross this line, I will send you down to the Yellow Spring!"

An Zhiming hugged Han Sheng and walked to the camp, where there was a doctor.

Jiang Lin burst into tears and stopped moving. Until Yun Si came and brought her back to the workshop, sealed and imprisoned.

The dead air that streaked on the ground never dissipated for a long time.

Can a fake artifact imitated by a mortal monk evoke such a pure and dead aura?

When everyone was attracted by Han Sheng's serious injury, Lu Fang, who was supposed to be guarded, came to the lake and stood in front of that dead air for a long time.

"The artifact was born, and the demons danced wildly. The sects are intrigued, and the demons and evil are eyeing each other. The apocalypse is just around the corner, and the Son of Destiny has not yet appeared. I see this six-in-eight wilderness, it's going to be over!"

Lu Fang looked up to the sky and sighed.

When Han Sheng woke up, there was a crescent moon in the sky, and white clouds drifted by. He looked at the crying Sanxiu next to him in confusion, not knowing what was going on.

Tearing pain suddenly came from his abdomen, and he gasped, and then his chest ached excruciously. Han Sheng's fists rattled, and cold sweat ran down his cheeks.

"The Alliance Master is awake!" exclaimed one of the cultivators.

Yun Si's face appeared in his sight, and he was ecstatic, as if to say something. Han Sheng looked around, An Zhiming was standing on his left, and tears appeared in his eyes, who had always been indifferent, and Han Sheng raised his head with difficulty, looking for Jiang Lin's figure. Is he okay? Did you do what you said? As soon as his head was raised, a smell of blood gushed out of his throat, Han Sheng gulped out blood, and the last glance before he fell unconscious was An Zhiming's shocked and angry appearance.

That night, the cultivators gathered outside the forest and couldn't sleep all night.

Yun Si lay beside Han Sheng, motionless.

An Zhiming held the Huangquan fan in his hand, and he was murderous.

Wu Yuan stood in front of Jiang Lin's room, not giving an inch.

Facing the faces of his brothers, distorted by hatred and anger, he shouted hoarsely: "Right and wrong, everything is decided by the alliance leader!"

"You have no right to decide!"

"What about me?" An Zhiming came from a distance.

His face returned to its original calmness, and he said lightly: "I won't kill her, just give some due punishment." ”

"Wu Yuan," An Zhiming stared at him and said, "Even I don't have the right to decide?"

Wu Yuan desperately controlled his legs so that they would not tremble under An Zhiming's eyes. He squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said, "Little ...... Xiao An, you know the alliance leader, he will not allow this. ”

An old casual cultivator advised in the back: "Yes, the relationship between the alliance leader and Xiaolin is really good. ”

"Li Yuansheng?" An Zhiming glanced at him, and said lightly: "No matter how good the relationship with the alliance leader is, it doesn't mean that you can be unscrupulous, since you have joined the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, no matter how close or close you are, you must abide by the rules." ”

"Regulation...... Rules?" Lao Li was stunned.

"Obedient, smart, strong. An Zhiming said lightly.

"Although you are incompetent, at least you have an 'obedient'. And that Jiang Lin," An Zhiming said indifferently: "I didn't occupy any of them, if it wasn't for the alliance leader's forcible request, I would have killed her in Yunhai Sect, and there would be no such thing as now." ”

"This ......" Lao Li swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said: "He was brought into the workshop by the alliance leader, and he is closer than his own brother." ”

"The alliance leader just can't bear it. An Zhiming said in a loud voice: "Her stupid kindness, ridiculous behavior, not being close to her brother but treating the enemy as a friend, no matter whether she is alive or dead, she only cares about her reputation, and even eats inside and outside and does not know how to sneak attack the alliance leader and seriously injure her!"

An Zhiming roared: "The life and death of the alliance leader is uncertain now, how can we find the Taoyuan Wonderland! It's all because of her, it's all because of her, it's all because she has deceived the alliance leader!We want to ......"

The scattered cultivators were furious and looked crazy. An Zhiming's eyes were cold, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sarcastic arc, and he said word by word: "Punishment! Adultery! Elimination!

The scattered cultivators exploded violently, and the resentment and anger that had been suppressed in their hearts exploded. Wu Yuan was so frightened that he rushed into the storage room, held it back, turned around and yelled, "Run!

Jiang Lin was wearing a wide gray robe, clasping his hands on his knees, and was silent in the corner.

"Run!" Wu Yuan was so anxious that he was sweating profusely: "Didn't you hear what they said? If you don't run, you'll die!"

The moonlight shone on the ground through the window, and Jiang Lin said in a low voice, "Brother Wu, don't you all like me?"

Wu Yuan was stunned for a moment, in the corner where the light could not shine, cold and darkness coexisted. Jiang Lin hugged himself silently, as if he was used to it.

Looking at her thin and thin shoulders, Wu Yuan suddenly remembered that she was not yet thirteen years old and was just a child.

There was a sound of smashing outside the door, and soon they would use the spell flying sword, and they would not be able to last long.

Wu Yuan said anxiously: "They were just distracted by the injury of the alliance leader, and they were provoked by An Zhi's fate, and now they have no reason at all! I won't be able to stand it for long, Jiang Lin, you run away!"

"Where to escape?" Jiang Lin said in a low voice: "Escape from the sky to the earth, from the palace to the workshop." I thought that life would be different if I changed the environment, but it turned out that it was still like this, and no one would like me at all......"

"You still have the alliance leader!" The door of the storage room was directly shattered, and Wu Yuan took three steps back and coughed violently, hurting his meridians.

"What?" Jiang Lin asked, her eyes red and swollen like peaches.

Wu Yuan's flying sword turned into a curtain of light at the door, blocking the attack of the scattered cultivators outside, he gritted his teeth and said, "I said, you have such a good relationship with the alliance leader, if you die, he will be very sad!"

Han ...... Brother Han," Jiang Lin bit his lower lip, tears welling up in his eyes: "I'm so bad to him, and if he is so seriously injured, he won't like me anymore." ”

The sword curtain was shattered, the flying sword was broken inch by inch, and Wu Yuan's seven orifices were bleeding. He took out a large handful of Shaking Runes from his bosom, and threw them out without looking at them. This is the secret weapon he originally kept against the enemy, and the providence made people use it on his own brothers.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Scattered Cultivation Alliance was stunned by the Divine Rune, Wu Yuan rushed over and smashed the window and yelled at Jiang Lin: "Damn! I don't care what kind of trouble you have with the alliance leader! I only know that if you die, the alliance leader will go crazy! I have been fucking wandering the rivers and lakes for decades, and I can't see the twists and turns of your little kids? I didn't save you, it was the alliance leader and the Scattered Cultivation Alliance!"

"If you die, the Alliance Leader will go crazy!"

"If you die, the Alliance Leader will go crazy!"

These words echoed in Jiang Lin's ears, she listened to them stupidly, and suddenly remembered that she heard Han Sheng's roar when she was underwater: "If you die here today, I will let the lake in the world bury you for you!"

It turns out that there is such a person in the heavens and on the earth, who will go crazy for her.

"I'll live. Jiang Lin smiled with tears, "I will always live." ”

She got up and went to the window, looking deep into the woods to the north. Han Sheng is still unconscious, and when he says goodbye today, he doesn't know when he will be able to see each other.

The effect of the Divine Shaking Rune had passed, and the Scattered Cultivators had become even more frantic after their mental trauma, and they had swords and talismans to kill Jiang Lin.

"Brother Han, goodbye. ”

In the rushing flying sword talisman, Jiang Lin jumped out of the window.

The scattered cultivators rushed to the window one after another, Wu Yuan's face was covered with blood, his arms were wide open to block the window, and he coughed: "Can you bear to pierce my heart with ten thousand swords? We are brothers, and we have helped many of you build foundations!"

Looking at Wu Yuan, who has always been known as a "good old man", the scattered cultivators hesitated, and An Zhiming said lightly: "Run, run, pick a hundred people to chase." However, there is too much dirt accumulated during this period of time in the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, and tonight, we have to clean it well. ”

Wu Yuan's heart suddenly swelled with great fear. "Purge", this originally ordinary word, will resound in the future and make everyone tremble!