Chapter 72 I’ll keep you safe
There was a burst of relief on his face. He looked at the two men with stern faces and chuckled: "Two puppets can stir up a bloody and bloody atmosphere in the mountain. They want to control your back." That person obviously has a high status within the Demon Sect, right?"
Yang Zhao and Huang Kang's eyes suddenly narrowed, and their eyes suddenly changed when they looked at Bailian: "You kid? I really can't keep my son..."
Bailian took the wind chime from his waist, raised it and said, "Then let's die together. With the blood of so many innocent people, we always need some. The souls of the evil ones will be sacrificed.”
“No! Brother Si Chen! You cultivators will fight, but we mortals are innocent!”
Suddenly, the group of mountain people who had huddled in a circle spoke excitedly when they saw this scene.
"Yes! What have we done wrong?! Do you want to treat us like this?! I don't want to die! Please, be merciful and put down the bell quickly."
"These two adults have said that they will never hurt As for the innocent, once the matter here is over, let us go home!”
The expressions of this group of people were full of grief and anger, as if you should not show up here to cause trouble. If we die in the tide of corpses, That's your fault alone!
"How about a little shame? Who has protected us all these years? It's the Mountain God! Who saved us from that huge monster's axe? It was Mr. Lin and Si Chen! Without them You are already dead!
Never hurt innocent people? They have killed so many people, even Young Master Lin was beheaded, how can this be called hurting innocent people?
You and I are both mortals, and it would be useless if we could not avenge him! Now you actually want to seek the blessing of these demons! Bah! ”
The speaker was the mountain girl who had fallen in love with Bailian at the beginning. Even though she was petite and weak, the determination to die in her eyes was beyond the reach of most men in the world.
< br>His brother also spit heavily: "It is a shame for me to live in the same hometown as you people. Why do you want others to put down their so-called 'compassion' and sacrifice their lives in order to survive?
Wake up! If it weren't for saving us, would Young Master Lin attract that beast named Wen? And you, Qi Yang! You recognize a thief as your father, so get away from me! ”
"You two, brother and sister, don't drag us along if you want to die! If that madman puts down the wind chime, we can live. If he doesn't, we will all die together. My old mother still needs me to support her, and I don't want to die!"
“That’s right! This is their way to cultivate immortality. Why should we, mere mortals, be responsible for this? My child is only three years old. How can we live without our father?”
The girl sneered: "What a shame! Last year, Li Er, your mother's New Year's Eve I almost froze to death at home, but you were drinking and having fun with others outside!"
Her eyes glared fiercely: "Every time you come home drunk and get angry, you don't take advantage of it! Your wife and children vented their anger, how could they never have it on their faces all year round? Cai, in order to survive, you really don’t even want to lose your face!”
The fight for Xiu is already in full swing, and it’s out of control, but there are very few people like the girl brother and sister, even more so. Most of them had angry faces and scolded Bai Lian wantonly.
Bailian's expression remained unmoved at all, and he held the wind chime in his hand calmly, not even affected by that party.
Unlike Wen Yu's greedy and fearful character, Yang Zhao and Huang Kang were not at the mercy of the wind chimes. They each sneered and said, "Is this what you rely on? Ridiculous!"
The two looked at Balian mockingly, and at the same time raised their hands and squeezed hard.
Under the gazes of Wen Yu and everyone who were so horrified that their scalps exploded, the two wind chimes in Balian's hands seemed to have been crushed by two forces, and several terrifying sounds appeared on their own. crack.
With two crisp sounds, the wind chime shattered on the ground.
Balian looked down at the rope bell floating in the wind in his hand, his eyes showing no emotion. He loosened his fingers and the rope bell was still swept away by the night wind.
The roaring corpse tide monster sea fell into a strange silence for a moment.
Then... the scene got out of control for a time, and nothing could control them anymore.
The most primitive violence and madness broke out in an instant, one after another, and the roars of beasts were like waves, falling into people's ears, making people feel chilled all over. The black tide of corpses and demons bit each other while spreading like crazy towards the crowd.
Not to mention that the mortals in the mountains were almost scared out of their wits, even the disciples of the sect were all terrified, as if they were seeing the end of the world.
Wen Yu even fell to the ground with a frightened look on her face: "No... no!! I don't want to die! I haven't inherited the river of blood yet! I haven't aspired to be the best in the world! I haven't yet Go back to Nanze Mountain! I don’t want to die!”
Yang Zhao and Huang Kang sneered, and lifted Wen Yu in front of them with two cold hands.
Facing the evil ghosts and monsters tearing towards them, they swept the dark sword in their hands, and the black light sword energy tore open a large hole in the evil ghosts and monsters around them.
Everywhere the sword energy passes through is scorched earth.
The auras of the two of them were extremely powerful and arrogant at the moment, vaguely revealing the realm of Takumi, the third realm of the mortal world.
The strength of the two puppets alone is so terrifying, it is hard to imagine how unfathomable the person behind them is.
Yang Zhao took his time and patted Wen Yu's cheek gently with his palm, and sneered: "What are you afraid of? Even though there are many evil spirits here, with the two of me protecting you, you are still afraid of losing your life. ?”
Feeling the powerful aura conveyed by the two of them, Wen Yu’s pale and frightened face looked better now.
He swallowed hard and said no more words.
On the contrary, his young disciple Qi Yang in the crowd has inherited the fine tradition of his master, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling is better than his predecessors.
"Ahhhhh!!! Master!!! It hurts so much!! Disciple doesn't want to die!!! Save disciple, Master!! Senior sister is gone, I am the only disciple who can serve you. !! ”
Wen Yu looked ugly, thinking that I could hardly save myself, so how could I have time to bring such a sluggish person with me?
There are countless mortals in the world, and among the millions who want to worship him as their teacher, you are the only one missing!
Wen Yu has always been ruthless, so naturally he turned a deaf ear to his disciples' cries for help.
The knuckles of Balian's palm holding Qiu Shui Sword turned slightly white, but his emotions did not lose control like Wen Yu's, even though his strength was not as good as Wen Yu's, and he was alone with no one to protect him.
But he still didn't move a step, protecting Lin Yuan, taking out the glazed umbrella and using his spiritual power to open it, shrouding Lin Yuan's head in the air.
A beam of light slanted out from the front of the umbrella, which was large enough to accommodate one and a half people, covering Lin Yuan's figure.
The glazed umbrella that can block the sun's rays can naturally withstand the attacks of these ghosts and monsters.
I still remember when he met the woman in red, her powerful sword was far stronger than Yang Zhao and Huang Kang.
But despite this, Liuli Umbrella still firmly protected Bai Lian.
Lin Yuan's face changed drastically in the light circle, she looked up at Balian and said hurriedly: "Si Chen, what are you doing!"
Bailian's voice was not loud, but he was very determined: "Keep you safe!"
Beibei would like to thank the little cuties "Lonelyleaf", "Quagua", "Book Friends 20201001222622305", "No longer growing up", "Chinese Xiaolong", "Not as sentimental and bitter" for their rewards.
Okay, let’s guess how Lin Yuan would escape without Jiojio (funny)
(End of this chapter)