Chapter 141 One hundred and forty one tripod

◎Put on armor for his pride◎

As early as I don’t know when, she had an admiration for this innocent young man.

It’s just that the name Wuzang Daojun makes her forget to stop; it’s just her eagerness to go home that makes it difficult for her to take another step towards him.

Her worries were heavy, and they were piled up in her heart. Maybe she didn’t even realize that the initial pity for the young man had turned into a warm and silent love as they got along gradually.

It is because he likes it, so when he finds out that he has been controlled by him, deceived by him, and used by him, it is even more difficult to accept the truth.

The truth of love, the cruel reality, made her just want to escape, as if only in this way could she regain her sanity and allow herself to breathe.

However, she never thought about Pei Ming’s mood.

Like a saint, she concealed the truth of saving him with divine sense, making Pei Ming mistakenly think that she abandoned him and betrayed him for the sake of profit.

For many years after that, he nourished his growth with hatred, and relied on his own strength to conquer the demon realm, and she naturally believed that the Song family’s annihilation was his responsibility.

She never even trusted him.

When he took out Li Zhi’s heart, she still wondered whether he was using Li Zhi’s heart to repair the destroyed Chaos Lock, or to help Li Zhi get rid of it.

These days, Song Dingding kept thinking, why did she do so much for him, but he only hurt her again and again?

But it seemed that she didn’t realize until this moment that the hurt and pain she had caused him was not a lot.

At least she first approached Pei Ming’s purpose, just to use his feelings to complete the task, and then unscrupulously attacked him.

She used to be able to convince herself that she didn’t want to hurt Pei Ming, just to go home, she was just forced by the system.

What about Pei’s name?

He just wanted to take back what belonged to him, and to him, she was just a woman who had betrayed him for her own benefit.

If Pei Ming wasn’t a man, and she didn’t fall in love with Pei Ming, she went back to her own world after completing the strategy. Then Pei Ming knew what she had done in the past, but after using him as a stepping stone to go home, he How should it feel?

After all, she is no different from Pei Ming.

The same selfishness, the same self-righteousness, the same harm and use, but in the name of love, she stands on the so-called moral commanding heights.

She can hate Pei Ming and hate Pei Ming because she is hurt, and use the most vicious and hurtful words to turn into a sharp sword, poking his sore spots again and again.

She can immerse herself in the pain of being deceived, she can never believe that Pei Ming is good to her, she can think that what he does is all because of love, or out of taking advantage of her.

However, Pei Ming, even in the face of the original owner’s betrayal and use, clearly hated Tianjun so much when the Song family’s patriarch begged him, but he still chose to take the blame for the Song family’s annihilation for Tianjun.

He did this just to protect her reputation and prevent the original owner’s mother-killing from being announced to the world.

Song Dingding only felt regretful.

If at that time, when she handed over her consciousness to Baizhou, and asked Baizhou to tell her story to Pei Ming, did Pei Ming know the truth and would have a better life these years?

If she had put herself in Pei Ming’s shoes to think about it, and didn’t try to escape from reality because of her love, wouldn’t Pei Ming have been seriously injured, designed by Pei Yuan, tortured by the ghost emperor, and humiliated by enemies like Lu Qingchen. ?

She kept saying that she didn’t want to hurt him, but she was the one who hurt Pei Ming the most.

Looking at Pei Ming like this now, she would rather she is really dead than stand in front of him, but watch him helplessly, and suffer humiliation because of her.

Song Dingding couldn’t do anything, the only thing she could do was to hug him tightly with her spiritual body that no one else could see.

Like an invisible protective circle, it puts on armor for his arrogance and protects his dignity in his own way.

Seeing Pei Ming bending down and leaning down, Lu Qingchen, whose eyes were full of hatred, seemed to have received a trace of revenge.

However, his complacency did not last long, and in the next instant, a gust of wind that was almost invisible passed by in front of him.

He hadn’t realized what had happened yet, and a numbness that was drained of all his strength spread from his chest to all directions.

Lu Qingchen lowered his head hesitantly and looked at his chest, only to see a long sword inserted there, the body of the sword was completely submerged in his flesh and blood, and the hilt was engraved with intricate and gorgeous patterns.

The bright red blood soaked his robe, slowly infiltrated and flowed outward along the sword body, and the blood penetrated into the pattern, like a coquettish blooming mandala.

The tenacity penetrated his heart precisely, Lu Qingchen was shocked by the sword energy, and the viscous blood continued to pour out from the throat.

He widened a pair of doubtful eyes, his hands trembled to hold the hilt of the sword, his pale face seemed to be telling the countdown to his life.

Lu Qingchen seemed to want to know who assassinated him, but the owner of the sword did not know where.

This swordsmanship is too fast, even though Lu Qingchen has been cultivating swords for a long time, he has not been able to penetrate this person’s swordsmanship.

He was a little unwilling, and with all his strength, he just squeezed out a few words intermittently from his teeth: “Who is…”

Before he finished speaking, a large mouthful of blood gushed out from his throat. Lu Qingchen couldn’t bear the pain of the broken internal organs being smashed by the long sword. go down.

After he fell down, his trusted cronies not far away realized that Lu Qingchen was injured, and hurriedly stepped forward to check, but it was too late, Lu Qingchen had died.

The confidant turned pale with fright, and shivering, he put his fingers between his nostrils, and after confirming that there was no breath, he slumped on the ground.

The other cronies who besieged Baizhou and the Song family master panicked when they saw the man shaking like a sifter: “How’s the young master?”

The man shook his head, but couldn’t say a word.

Bai Zhou’s eyes fell on the sword in Lu Qingchen’s chest, and he recognized who the sword master was.

This is a sword drawn by Li, named Yuque.

He was fortunate enough to see Li Hua dancing the sword, probably several years ago, when Li Hua’s sister was still alive.

Bai Zhou didn’t expect that Li Hua hated Pei Ming so much, and he smashed the jade slip in his hand to pieces before he even gave him a chance to finish speaking, and he still appeared here at the critical moment.

Although I can’t understand why Li Hua changed his mind, but Li Hua is willing to help, that is the best thing for them.

Bai Zhou came back to his senses, looked at the head of the Song family, and gave him a wink. The head of the Song family would feel sorry for him, and when the cronies who held him were distracted by Lu Qingchen’s death, he slammed his elbows at the cronies’ stomachs. hits.

The man was caught off guard, and before he could react, the Patriarch of the Song family grabbed his arm and strangled him back when he was in pain, only to hear a scream, and the arm holding the dagger was dislocated and dislocated.

After the Song family’s patriarch broke free, he kicked the man twice. Bai Zhou saw that he broke free and was no longer under the control of others. He took out a few bottles of Gu cups and threw them at everyone.

Dozens of tiny little scorpions crawled out of the Gu cup, and Bai Zhou hurriedly sprinkled some gray-brown powder on himself. Those little scorpions moved extremely quickly, shuttling through the withered weeds and crawling up the legs of their trousers.

Perhaps because the scorpion worm was too small, they didn’t notice its existence for a while. Only the Patriarch of the Song family noticed Bai Zhou’s movements and ducked back without leaving a trace.

In an instant, the little scorpion climbed from the robe to their skin, and the scorpion tail was raised high, as if showing off its might.

At this time, someone noticed their existence, but it was too late at this moment, the scorpion tail touched the skin, it was like a high degree of sulfuric acid, and the skin was directly dissolved and scalded.

They waved their hands subconsciously because of the severe pain, as if they wanted to get rid of the little scorpion, but this thing was agile, its limbs firmly clawed on their faces, and bit by bit, their scorpion tails were drilled into the skin to take root.

“It’s best not to move.” Bai Zhou smiled and walked out of the crowd calmly. He said calmly, “If you don’t want its scorpion tail to rot in your skin… um, but these scorpions are afraid of alcohol, you can find them. Try pouring some booze on your face and you might scare it away.”

As soon as the words fell, the dozens of cronies who were bitten by the tail of the scorpion didn’t care about Lu Qingchen anymore. Even after leaving the woods, they were going to look for drinks to get rid of the little scorpion on their faces.

Xu is no one to give orders, and the rest of the people are all confused and helpless.

Without the siege, Bai Zhou walked quickly to Lu Qingchen’s corpse, dragged the corpse to Pei Ming’s way out, and pulled out the sword stuck in Lu Qingchen’s chest.

“Hurry up and take him away. Your Lu family patriarch may have some panacea to save him. If you walk slowly, the body will be cold, and you can’t save it if you want to save it!”

Bai Zhou’s words seemed to remind everyone that their Lu family was from the Dan Xiu family, and Lu Qingchen was the direct son of the Lu family. Presumably the head of the Lu family would try to save Lu Qingchen.

Anyway, it’s better than waiting here for the corpse to stiffen.

Just a few words, except for a pool of blood, there was nothing left in the woods. They walked and fled, and in an instant, only a few of them were left.

However, Baizhou did not dare to breathe a sigh of relief, because waiting for them, there were people from the Demon Realm who could not be killed and destroyed, and who had a **** feud with Pei Ming.

“Can’t this person be saved?” The Song family head couldn’t help asking, Xu Shi remembered something, and added another sentence: “So that scorpion is still afraid of alcohol?”

If the sword hadn’t been pulled out, maybe he could still have a breath of heart-protecting qi that didn’t dissipate. As soon as the long sword was pulled out, the blood splashed three feet away. Now he’s completely dead, how can he save him? ?

Bai Zhou was expressionless: “Just kidding.”

The head of the Song family nodded: “I knew that person could not be saved. What happened to the scorpion?”

Bai Zhou shrugged: “Of course it’s all a joke. Whose scorpion is afraid of alcohol, only a fool would believe this.”

The Patriarch of the Song family looked at Bai Zhou with a strange expression. Bai Zhou seemed to have noticed it. He glanced at him, but immediately withdrew his gaze: “Your face is really annoying.”

“…”

The Patriarch of the Song family was extremely speechless, and didn’t bother much about this matter: “Who is there to help?”

Bai Zhou looked around and didn’t see Li Hua’s figure, so he sneered: “Who knows, I’m looking at this Jianyansheng, anyway, it’s the weapon that killed Lu Qingchen, it’s better to destroy it, then the Lu family will find it, It’s dead without proof.”

As he spoke, he made an appearance of breaking the Jade Que Sword and destroying it.

“Stop! You old man!” With a resentful voice, it came from the green forest: “If you dare to touch my sword, I will perish with you…”

Bai Zhou stopped and followed the voice to find him. When he saw Li Hua hiding on a tree branch, his smile grew even stronger: “It turned out that Sword Immortal shot, I thought you wouldn’t come.”

“Of course I didn’t do it for him. I just remembered that this kid Lu Qingchen used to be rude to me in the secret realm, and he insisted on competing with me. I just fulfilled him.”

Hearing Li Hua’s clumsy explanation, Bai Zhou did not smile.

This smile looked too naughty, Li Hua wanted to give him two feet, but after taking back the Jade Que Sword from Baizhou, Yu Guang accidentally touched Pei Ming’s back, his anger was like a flame engulfed by sea water, and his heart kept sinking. Cool thoroughly.

The woman who hadn’t seen each other for a day, the woman who was talking and laughing with him yesterday has become a stiff and cold corpse today.

All the way to the secret realm, he has long regarded Song Dingding as his own sister, and he can often see Li Zhi’s shadow from her.

He still has a lot of swordsmanship that he hasn’t had time to teach her, and there are a lot of things in his heart that he couldn’t say, just like Li Zhi begging to see the spring flowers on the back cliff, but he couldn’t take her there. Look last time.

In the past, Li Hua always thought that the future would be long, but the reality hit him hard, making him understand what is impermanent in the world.

The light in his eyes gradually dimmed, but Bai Zhou couldn’t help comforting Li Hua: “Did you hear anything?”

Bai Zhou’s voice was a little hurried and uneasy, Li Hua came back to his senses, listened to the sounds around him, and was about to speak when Bai Zhou sprinted towards Pei Ming.

Only a loud bang was heard, thousands of dust rose from the ground, and something hit the tree trunk on the side, directly crushing a tree several meters high.

Bai Zhou was still standing in front of Pei Ming, but he couldn’t help but leaned over and vomited two mouthfuls of blood.

Seeing this scene, Li Hua was a little stunned. He didn’t seem to realize what happened, but Bai Zhou had already made hands with the person who came.

He didn’t care about being angry with Baizhou anymore, and rushed to Baizhou’s side with the Song family’s head: “How are you?”

Bai Zhou shook his head: “I can’t die for a while…”

After that, his eyelids rolled up, and his black eyes stared into the distance: “It’s a magic cultivator.”

The one who just bumped into Pei Ming was the mount of the demon cultivator. It was a wild boar with an extremely ugly appearance and developed limbs and black hair in the demon domain. After domestication, it became a mount.

Only a black wild boar rushed over, and it was almost half of Baizhou’s life. If there were thousands of demon cultivators and so many mounts, how could the three of them be able to stop them?

However, even so, Bai Zhou, Li Hua and the Song Family Patriarch did not intend to leave Pei Ming’s side at all.

– to stop them.

Even if you risk your life, you have to stop them.

“Long time no see, Third Prince.”

Before the person arrives, the sound arrives first.

Listening to the somewhat familiar voice, Bai Zhou couldn’t help frowning, scolding bad luck in his heart.

All the previous Palace Masters of the Immortal Mansion were mysterious, and so was Baizhou.

In fact, the candidates to take over as Palace Masters are all dying people picked up by the Palace Masters from all over the world, and Baizhou is no exception.

He used to be the third prince in the Demon Domain. Although he had no ambition, he was poisoned because of his identity since childhood. Poisoning and assassination were commonplace.

He is always on guard against outsiders, but he doesn’t want to lose himself in the hands of his own sister one day.

The third princess of the Demon Domain and he were siblings, and he never fortified her until she coaxed him into drinking poisonous booze.

Luckily, he was picked up by the previous Palace Master, and he was reluctantly rescued.

Coincidentally, Pei Ming’s biological mother, the Demon Princess who was born without raising her and only used Pei Ming as a bargaining chip, was his cruel little sister.

Perhaps it was because of some blood ties that Bai Zhou was so attentive when he treated Pei Ming back then.

After getting along for the past few years, he has long regarded Pei Ming as his nephew. If it wasn’t for the safety of his daughter Bai Qi, he would not have the heart to attack Pei Ming.

Originally, he was going to bring this secret to the tomb, but who would have thought that the Ghost Emperor would use this method to make things difficult for Pei Ming, and he also attracted the magic cultivator he least wanted to see.

Just annoying.

Bai Zhou sighed and had no other choice but to look head-on: “Long time no see, uncle.”

The dust fell, and a sound came from the depths of the woods, like the howl of a wild boar, and the thick hoofs fell, the middle-aged man who was called his uncle by Baizhou, rode a black and translucent wild boar calmly.

Li Hua and Song Family Patriarch looked at each other. Although they did not speak, they both wrote questions on their faces: What is the current situation? Third Prince… Uncle?

Bai Zhou was not in the mood to explain, he looked at the rough man sincerely: “Uncle, for my sake, let him go…”

Before the words were finished, the man sneered: “Your sister killed all the brothers who could succeed to the throne, and only ascended the throne with the support of Tianjun.”

“She’s a sinner. Why aren’t you?” The man’s smile became colder, and his face, which was somewhat similar to Bai Zhou, was full of indifference: “But it’s because of the blessing of your sister and her son that the throne will fall now. in my hands.”

“After all, both of you are the first in line to the throne. If I didn’t know about your existence, that’s fine, but now that I see it, I can’t let you rest in the world.”

The man’s eyes moved slowly on Bai Zhou and Pei Ming, as if he was looking at something: “After I took the throne, I haven’t made any contribution to the Demon Realm. You died in my hands today, and you deserve to die…”

Listening to the man’s unreserved remarks, Bai Zhou knew something in his heart. His uncle probably wanted to kill Pei Ming, the person in line, in the name of paying homage to the dead.

It happened that he felt the devilish energy in him here again, so he thought of eradicating him together, so as not to leave behind troubles, and the throne would be turbulent again.

It’s a good idea to think that killing two birds with one stone can not only kill the successor who threatens his throne, but also use Pei Ming’s life to conquer the hearts of the people of the Demon Realm.

Who asked Pei Mingzeng to slaughter the demon cultivators in the Ten Demon Cities in order to see his biological mother.

The people of the Demon Domain, whoever mentioned Pei Ming’s name, didn’t grit his teeth in hatred, wanting to smash his corpse into ten thousand pieces.

Seeing that there was no room for change, Bai Zhou stopped talking nonsense. He knew that when his uncle came, he must have brought enough people, and they were definitely not the opponents of the people who came.

He also knew that in the face of absolute power, it was a fool’s errand to try to win the battle by cheating and cheating.

They can only go head-to-head.

But they have absolutely no chance of winning, unless Pei Ming is added, they can almost draw a tie with Moyu.

It’s just that Pei Ming’s resurrection of Song Dingding, even in the face of Lu Qingchen’s humiliation, did not shake his determination to pilgrimage, so how could he stop pilgrimage because of these people.

So they must die.

Bai Zhou took a deep breath and said to the two beside him, “Are you ready?”

The two were still a little confused: “What?”

“The ears of the black wild boar are the most fragile. The magic cultivator has poor eyesight in the daytime and is most afraid of light. If necessary, use some indiscriminate tricks.”

“You rush first, I’ll follow.” After instructing, Bai Zhou took out the zombie and observed his uncle secretly.

If the zombies get on people, they can be controlled by the owner of the zombies in a short time, but his uncle has always been careful, he has no chance to get close to his uncle at all.

But for a moment, the empty forest became lively again, but the black pressure looked over, and the hundreds of black wild boars and magic cultivators looked extremely infiltrating.

Li Hua shuddered, remembering the conversation between the man in charge and Baizhou, probably knowing that the man would not show mercy to them, so he had no choice but to rush up with the head of the Song family.

The magic cultivators did not come forward in person, and the scene was extremely spectacular just by releasing a hundred black wild boars.

The dust all over the ground was in the air, and Li Hua couldn’t keep his eyes open. He waved the Jade Que Sword in his hand almost mechanically, but he never thought that the first time he saw blood after Feng Jian was used on a group of people. on livestock.

His expression was numb, and he kept Bai Zhou’s words in his heart. He slashed the pig’s ears with his sword and couldn’t help but figured out that if so many pig ears were marinated, it would probably be enough for him to eat for a year and a half.

Many years have not been shot again, Li Hua has been dealing with it for a long time, and it seems a little difficult.

The Patriarch of the Song family was even more horrific. The black wild boar that approached him overwhelmed him. If he was not careful, the black wild boar’s fangs flew out.

Seeing that the two of them were about to be exhausted, and Pei Ming had to continue to make a pilgrimage, Bai Zhou had no choice but to rush up himself, trying his best to deal with the black wild boar, intending to approach his uncle.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the cunning uncle disappeared in the crowd, and he couldn’t find where his uncle was, so the zombie would be hard to come in handy.

But for a moment, the three of them were covered in blood, their clothes were ragged, their hair fluttered in disorder, and they looked like beggars on the street who had been hungry for a few days without food.

Xu Shi felt that the progress was too slow. His uncle, who was hidden in the demon cultivator, gave orders to the demon cultivators who had long been impatient. They shuttled through the deep forest like ghosts.

The sickle-shaped weapon in the hands of the demon cultivator shone with a slight cold light under the shadow of the tree, it was icy and cold, and the blood and stumps danced in the air.

Soon, the head of the Song family was seriously injured.

If there is no accident, if they continue to fight, even if they don’t die under the fangs of the black wild boar, they will be chopped into pieces by the magic cultivators.

However, none of the three flinched, and the more they fought, the more courageous they became.

Song Dingding looked at this scene with a chill in his heart.

To implicate these innocent people because of her alone?

If they die, even if Pei Ming makes her soul return to her body after the pilgrimage, what face will she have to survive in the world?

The gusts of cold wind came, and Song Dingding seemed to wake up a little.

She glanced at the direction she came from, and rushed out like an arrow.

The divine beast tied outside the Immortal Mansion—the Yuze Beast was heard to be an ancient divine beast. In the past, when the rain **** Siyu was in the Heavenly Clan, the Yuze Beast would spit lightning out of his mouth, causing lightning and thunder in the three continents and nine continents.

Fang Cai Baizhou said that the magic cultivators are afraid of light. The dense forest here blocks out the sunlight, but it provides convenience for the magic cultivators.

But if the lightning fell, the whole sky would be bright, it would definitely allow Li Hua and the others to take a short breath.

I just don’t know if Yuze Beast can feel her existence.

Song Dingding is a spiritual body, and her soul floats faster than she has ever run, but in the blink of an eye, she has returned to the outside of the Immortal Mansion.

At this time, Yuze Beast was dozing off, its huge body curled up at the door of the mansion, and snoring from the black and bright nose, there was an inexplicable sense of honesty.

For some reason, Song Dingding was not afraid of the Yuze Beast, which made the entire Immortal Mansion fear it.

Looking at its not handsome appearance, she even thought it was very cute, not as terrifying as others said.

“Rain, Yuze Beast…” She whispered softly, beating a drum in her heart.

Yuze Beast, who was still sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes, and his black eyes stared straight at Song Dingding.