The Protagonist Just Wants To Falling In Love - Chap 891
”I admire you.”
He was holding a rope in his hand, and about seven or eight ordinary people were tied behind him. They huddled together cautiously.
”What grievances do I have with you? You want to be like this.”
”Grudges… grievances, sect leader, there are a lot of grievances between you and me.” A chuckle escaped from the young man’s lips and he looked at Ling Yugeng’s waist.
Ling Yugeng lowered his eyes and saw that on his waist was the soul-catching bell that he had not yet returned to Chu Shun.
The young man opposite said: “I don’t know about the sect master, but I still remember the ghost cultivator that I killed in February.” ”
That was my beloved disciple. Sect master, what do you think we have between us?”
Ling Yugeng looked up again.
The young man said: “You don’t have to look. I have set up a barrier here. If we don’t end it today, no one can get out.” ”
How do you want to end it?
” “Fight with me, win or lose, just obey my orders.”
Ling Yugeng Looking at him for a moment, he couldn’t tell his cultivation level.
”Master.” Chu Shun reached out and pulled Ling Yugeng’s sleeve.
”Ah…” The young man looked at Chu Shun behind Ling Yugeng and smiled playfully, “Why don’t you let me kill your disciple, and we can just write it off.” “Okay,”
Ling Yugeng said.
Chu Shun was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at the back of the man’s head.
The young man chuckled: “It’s quite sensible…”
Ling Yugeng looked coldly: “I will fight you.”
”A Miao.”
”Disciple is here.”
”Protect your junior brother.” Ling Yugeng didn’t look back, turned his right hand, and The ice blue sword appeared in his hand. He turned his head, looked at Bian Miao, and then stepped forward.
Chu Shun lowered his head and pumped his masseter muscles twice.
Ling Yugeng came out of the illusion just like him, and his condition in the sea of consciousness might not be much better.
The so-called competition was naturally not a real competition. The ghost cultivator never thought of confronting Ling Yugeng head-on. When Ling Yugeng’s fierce sword intent swept past, the opponent grabbed a person with one hand and blocked him in front of him. The mortal was so frightened that he screamed. When he got up, Ling Yugeng withdrew his sword, and a dart tore through Ling Yugeng’s clothes.
He took two steps back.
The young man looked at the blood oozing from his arm, and his lips curved upward, with pleasure, “It’s not good if you are too soft-hearted.”
Just now, he said that he should hand over his apprentice, just to test him. Unexpectedly, in this rumor, The half-demonized Hehuan Sect leader still cares about human life, which is interesting.
Ling Yugeng was restrained and retreated step by step. The coffin was overturned and fell to the ground, creating chaos.
Behind him, Bian Miao and Chu Shun had quietly started moving.
The crushing pressure made the young man fall into a moment of pleasure. It was not until the second half of the process that the young man realized something was wrong, turned his head, and the rope in his hand broke. Bian Miao protected the rescued person aside, and the young man suddenly turned around and turned somewhere. go.
Ling Yugeng lost his worries and chased after him with his sword. He entered the ancestral hall. The door of the ancestral hall slammed shut. A long red silk ribbon wrapped around Ling Yugeng’s waist. Ling Yugeng cut it off with his sword, but the red silk silk became hard. So soft, he tied Ling Yugeng’s hands and hung him on the beam. Ling Yugeng struggled to free his arms, and his eyesight went dark and was covered.
Ling Yugeng didn’t panic, closed his eyes, used his spiritual consciousness to sense, and controlled the sword to fight with the opponent, blocking the young man’s footsteps.
…
Chu Shun found the formation eye.
He stood next to the pool in the backyard of the ancestral hall shrouded in black energy. The demon blood in his body was extremely active. He made a cut on his fingertips, and the blood dripped into the black energy and was quickly swallowed up.
Compared to the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, this is nothing.
After a cup of tea, the formation was broken and the black energy went somewhere. Standing in the center of the formation, Chu Shun’s long hair was ruffled by the biting wind. He stroked his hair lightly and walked back with steps. .
Seeing Bian Miao and hearing her say that Master had entered the ancestral hall, Chu Shun opened the door and went in.
The red silk is wrapped around the man’s body and intertwined with the white robe. The man is sitting next to a dark red pillar, bending one leg and raising his head to breathe. The robe on his body is in tatters, with scars as if he has been abused. It looked serious, but in fact they were just flesh wounds, but the clothes were badly torn. His hands were tied with red silk, and he was about to raise his hands to take out the red silk covering his eyes. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned his head and “looked” over.
A man who is usually tidy and clean is in dilapidated condition at this moment, as if he has been pulled down from the altar and stepped into the world of mortals. He has a unique style. Under the high bridge of his nose, the man is blinded by a red damask, and his thin lips are lightly pursed. , “Chu Shun?”
As Chu Shun thought, he was stained, but now, he felt that the dust on his body was not worthy of staining the man’s clothes, but there was a strange feeling in his heart, hearing him call him The name made everyone feel frightened.
Chu Shun tightened his grip on the door, loosened his hand, rubbed the sawdust with his fingertips, lowered his eyes, licked his dry lips, and said “hmm”.
He walked up to Ling Yugeng and squatted down.
Ling Yugeng followed him and moved his chin.
”Master, let me take it off for you.” Chu Shun said softly. He put one knee on the ground and reached out to take off the red silk ribbon. His fingertips brushed the ends of Ling Yugeng’s hair. He lowered his head and untied it for him. , dare not look into his eyes.
Ling Yugeng had just been hung for a while, and two red marks appeared on his wrist. When Chu Shun took the red silk away, he saw it and paused for a long time. Ling Yugeng noticed his gaze and raised his hand to touch his head.
”It’s okay, Master.”
Chu Shun’s Adam’s apple rolled, “Yeah.”
He glanced twice more.
Ling Yugeng didn’t pay attention anymore because Bian Miao came in and he got up.
”Master.”
”There seems to be one more person in the courtyard,” she said.
Ling Yugeng and Chu Shun stopped moving.
