Chapter 54 Actually, I didn't say anything at all

The Sect Master did not wait, but instead waited for the system.

"Host." The system called him in a louder voice, and then Jian Yang came back to his senses, as if he had just reacted: "What's wrong?"

"Host, you are always..."

In a daze, this is not a good sign.

"I'm lost again." Jian Yang patted his head and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, System."

"It's okay." After a long time, the system seemed to squeeze this sentence out of the teeth.

Time passed by little by little, and time passed quickly, and it was the day that Jian Yang had calculated.

What he didn't expect was that that day came so quickly, when the head couldn't find Lin Xuanhe, he finally made a decision to send someone to notify the major sects to find him.

Jian Yang directly contacted the head, he said that Lin Xuanhe could be found, and he had already brought Lin Xuanhe to the altar, asking the head and the elders to see him.

In the altar, Jian Yang transformed into the appearance of Lin Xuanhe. He sat quietly in the middle, and his white clothes were particularly eye-catching on the dark altar, and he became the only touch of white.

Not far away, there were the voices of birds and beasts, and the head of the sect and all the elders came to hear the news. The moment they saw Jian Yang, they all smiled, as if they were not seeing one person, but an infinite number of people. The treasure of the general, the greedy nature most vividly.

Jian Yang looked at their figures and smiled slowly, and there was a coldness in this smile.

Little Junior Brother, are these people the ones who harmed you? Are these people the ones who have to drive you to a dead end? That Senior Brother will take them to death today, do you think so?

"Jian Yang, where's your senior brother?" The Sect Master was still cautious. He immediately noticed that the eldest disciple who had notified them was not there.

Even so, the person was right in front of him, and the head still didn't leave. No matter how much he doubted in his heart, he couldn't stop his desire for power.

Jian Yang raised his eyes and said, "Senior brother is dead."

"What?" The elders looked at each other, Lin Xuanhe, as the eldest disciple, was not bad at all, how could Jian Yang kill him just by practicing Qi?

Everyone was puzzled, but they saw that under Jian Yang, the dark stone of the altar moved. The dark stone was greedily sucking Jian Yang's blood, but he actually activated the altar. He looked at these people as if he was watching Like a group of dead people: "Don't you believe I killed him?"

The white light became more and more dazzling, and everyone couldn't believe that it was so easy, but the altar had been activated, and the sacrifice was a success!

When they get the sword that won the world, why can't they rule the world?

Jian Yang was surrounded by white light, he could feel the blood all over his body as if he was being drained.

But he can't, he can die, but he must take these people to bury him with him. In the midst of the bright light, Jian Yang stood up, his white clothes had turned blood red, and his face was bloodless. But his eyes were clear, and he looked at everyone like a demon in hell.

"Then believe it or not, I can kill you too?"

The Sect Master was the first to react first, and he shouted, "No, let's go!"

However, the altar was about to be integrated with Jian Yang. Its powerful power made it inevitable for all creatures within the radius to escape. A bunch of circles of light seemed to be alive to grab those who were trying to escape, but it drove these circles of circles. The price is life.

At this moment, a figure rushed out. The man stepped into the altar without hesitation. The figure was soon surrounded by white light, and he called out, "Senior Brother."

"Junior brother?" Jian Yang was really stupid. He looked at Lin Xuanhe, who had left and returned. He only felt that he was stunned. annihilated.

"How can you be here!"

He tried to push Lin Xuanhe away and told him to get out now, but Lin Xuanhe's strength was so great that he couldn't push it away: "You come with me."

At this time, he was still walking a fart. The blood on Jian Yang's body stained Lin Xuanhe's body. He simply held Lin Xuanhe and said, "I don't think you are sober! Get out of here!"

Such a voice was spoken in such a weak tone, and it was really harmless. Lin Xuanhe's face was hit by the sharp blade of light little by little, and his face was covered with bloodstains, but his eyes were extremely bright. Death, he is not afraid at all, but calm and terrible.

He didn't say: If you die, I won't live, nor did he say that dying with Jian Yang is the best destination for him, he just hugged Jian Yang tightly, as if he had used up his whole body. He hugged this person with all his strength, as if he wanted to melt this person into flesh and blood and mix it into his soul: "I love you."

Jian Yang's body froze for a moment. At this moment, miraculously, he knew that this person was the senior brother. At this moment, many things came to his mind.

He remembered the past two lives, he remembered a lot, he remembered the way Lin Xuanhe smiled, the seriousness when he lowered his eyebrows, the way the sun fell on his shoulders, the time when he read his name Your tenderness, in the scenery where everything is right and wrong, I really like you the most.

The light of the altar was so bright that there was not much time left for the two of them. He closed his eyes and was held in his arms by Lin Xuanhe, his nose was sore, and he was about to cry. It was so strange. He doesn't want to cry when it hurts so much

"You're obedient, I'll take you out, okay?"

Lin Xuanhe said without thinking, "Don't think about it!"

Why do you always leave me, why do you always leave me, please, Jian Yang, will you take me away, please don't leave me alone, I will die, I will really die, you are my life.

Jian Yang couldn't hold it anymore, his figure became more and more transparent, but the light on the altar seemed to consciously avoid Lin Xuan and not hurt him. generally.

He slowly raised his hand and wanted to touch Lin Xuanhe's face, but he was speechless. Lin Xuanhe could only hear his subtle voice when he got close enough: "Don't cry..."

Lin Xuanhe realized something. He wanted to hold Jian Yang, but was pushed out of the altar by a force. The whole altar made a loud noise like an explosion. Instantly poured down.

Within a radius, weeds withered, and hundreds of flowers withered. Slowly, in the middle of the altar, a sword was suspended in the air. The sword was blood-red, thin and sharp, and it slowly landed in front of Lin Xuanhe.

Lin Xuanhe was covered in blood. He raised his eyes and stretched out his hand, and the sword fell into his hand as if he had spiritual knowledge. He remembered a long, long time ago, when he slaughtered Jing Qingzong with blood, from the head of the house. Got this sword.

At that time, he didn't know the origin of this sword. This sword had been with him all his life. Lin Xuanhe took off the scabbard, and his hand held the body of the sword. The sharp sword penetrated into the flesh and blood of his palm, but he He still held it tightly, as if holding his own life.

"Brother..."

His eyes were scarlet, for a long time, he smiled slowly: "I know, you must be in pain, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, didn't you say that I'm your good medicine, stay with me and you It doesn't hurt anymore."

The sword pierced into Lin Xuanhe's heart, but he did not frown, instead he was calm and happy

"Then can you take me away?"

In fact, I have no one to say, I can't live without you.

Demon Domain

In the middle of noon, the Demon City, the demons were constantly shuttling, and suddenly a loud noise came from a corner. With the rumbling sound, a man in blue crawled out of some sundries and clutched his waist.

"It hurts..."

Jian Yang stood up with difficulty. At this age, an old waist really can't stand it. He will die in one second, and travel through the next second. He would not dare to write a novel about this experience.

He covered his face, and was surprised to find that this body was still the face of his senior brother, but how could he be in the magic city, wasn't he dead?

No, did he come out of the magic lotus illusion?

Jian Yang came out of it, and there happened to be a beggar not far away, just in time to ask the way: "Well, can you ask me something, little brother?"

The beggar demon didn't have much strength, and showed a sideways glance at him, ignoring him, and continued leaning against the wall to rest.

Jian Yang was not embarrassed. After searching all over his body, he finally found something valuable and handed it over. Only then did the beggar demon become interested. He said, "What do you want to ask, hurry up and ask."

"Where is this, and what time is it now?"

"Did you travel through?" The beggar looked at Jian Yang, and finally looked at Qian's face and said, "250 years of the devil's calendar, the devil's master Jian Yang, this is Zhancheng."

"what?"

Jian Yang's smile was frozen on his face. Fortunately, he was not stupid, and he immediately knew that he was still in an illusion, but this time the time span seemed to be wider. Did he go directly to the younger brother becoming a Demon Lord?

Thinking of the memory at the altar, and the figure of Lin Xuanhe rushing out at the end, Jian Yang's heart was very complicated, he said, "The devil is... what kind of person is he?"

The beggar demon was taken aback by this mental retardation question. Let me ask this whole demon world, it is no exaggeration to say that in the whole world of self-cultivation and even in the demon world, no one knows the name of the master of the devil, and from which pit this kid jumped out. yes, not coming

funny

Yes.

But Jian Yang's thirst for knowledge really didn't look like a fake, so the beggar demon had no choice but to say: "Master Demon Lord has been in charge of the Three Domains for more than a hundred years. He usually..."

Speaking of which, the beggar froze for a moment, as if he remembered something terrible: "The Lord of Demons hates cultivators the most, and now there are not many cultivators in the cultivation continent."

"Why?" Jian Yang had a vague guess in his heart, but was unwilling to face it.

"I also heard that Lord Demon Lord was abandoned by cultivators when he was young, and later he hated them and killed them all."

Jian Yang felt a chill in his heart. His fingers shrank. He didn't expect that his original actions would actually hurt him so deeply.

"But it's not a big deal. After all, the Lord of Demons is not soft to our demons..." The beggar said with a heart of demons.

Jian Yang thought about it again and again, and he suddenly said, "Is there any way to see the devil?"

The beggar was still chattering, but he hadn't heard much. When he reacted, he exclaimed: "What did you say?!"

Jian Yang blinked, his appearance was very harmless, and he was a little naughty: "How can I see Lord Demon Lord?"

I have to find our little cutie

Sure enough, he is a fool, a beggar is speechless, can a normal person ask such a question, he now looks at Jian Yang with a bit of pity.

In the end, under Jian Yang's hard work, the beggar still said: "The palace is looking for a servant recently, you can try it."

Jian Yang was so happy, he patted the beggar on the shoulder: "Thank you."

"Crazy, really crazy..." The beggar shook his head when he saw the figure of Jian Yang's departure, but he felt that the figure was very familiar, as if the Censor beside the Demon Lord was somewhat similar to this man.

When he arrived at the magic city, Jian Yang found that he didn't smell like a cultivator, just like an ordinary low-level demon.

He saw that the attendants at the scene were all very powerful, and at first glance, they were ranked by their martial power, which made Jian Yang a little worried. Who knew that when it was his turn, the interviewer would have been dismissive.

But when he was waving his hand to let people leave, he saw Jian Yang's face, and it suddenly turned into a panic. The two interviewers were shaking with excitement, God, this, this is too similar.

"You, you have been retained!"

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Thanks for the mines of the Demon Hamster~