Floating clouds

Chapter 67

Cheng Jun showed a wry smile. When the sleeves of his robe were flying, he could see clearly that there were traces under the thin clothes.

"Xinglu, my heart..."

"I understand your intentions. Since I have promised you, I will never break my promise."

Even though Cheng Jun was unwilling in every way, with his words, he was satisfied, and his hands and feet gradually became cold.

Lin Xinglu distractedly poured spiritual energy into Cheng Jun's body to protect his weak heart veins. He didn't know why Cheng Jun didn't use the Phoenix Flame Talisman he gave. The person is gone. What's the use of keeping a Talisman? The attack struck Lin Xinglu, who was temporarily distracted.

He rolled on the ground, his arm hurt like a fire, and a stream of devilish energy wrapped around the wound, unable to heal.

He was about to fight back when he saw a burst of spiritual energy coming through the air, and with a 'bang', Moxiu directly turned into a mass of flesh and blood.

"Master Mu is here!"

"Master Mu!"

Everyone looked up after hearing this, and sure enough, they saw Mu Zheng striding towards the shooting stars. He was imposing, with anger on his face, he reached the peak the moment he saw Lin Xinglu carrying Chengjun on his back, and slapped the place where the black clothes were gathered , Suddenly the sound of wailing resounded all over the sky.

There was a burst of cheers from Zhengdao's side, and the monks who were fighting with Xiao Yin also stopped and looked at Mu Zheng together.

Just when everyone was looking at Mu Zheng, Lin Xinglu turned his back on Cheng Jun and shouted, "Master Crane!"

Everyone followed the sound, and for a moment they didn't know who the person standing was, who dared to behave like this in front of Mu Zheng.

He Shan suddenly saw Lin Xinglu carrying Cheng Jun on his back, and caught up with Cheng Jun in two steps in three steps, and took Cheng Jun over.

"Chengjun! Chengjun!" He Shan took out a bottle of elixir and wanted to pour it, but he saw that Chengjun's jaw was closed tightly, except for a weak pulse, the devil energy was rolling inside and outside his body, and the wound was difficult to heal. He burst into tears Almost unable to bear it, his expression was panicked, and his heart was broken.

Lin Xinglu watched, feeling nothing but a dull pain in his chest. He didn't want Chengjun's death to be real, but if Chengjun really died at this time, he wouldn't be too sad.

It's as if Heshan's grief-stricken feelings have gone away from him.

Because of this, he was much calmer than He Shan, pinched Cheng Jun's chin with one hand, pried open his teeth with the other, and said calmly: "Master He, quickly pour the medicine."

When He Shan was called by him, he came back to his senses, and hurriedly poured a bottle of elixir into it. Cheng Jun didn't swallow it, and most of the bottle of medicine flowed out.

"Is there any more, continue." Lin Xinglu injected his own spiritual energy to transport and transform the elixir for Cheng Jun, while urging Heshan to continue.

He Shan poured out all the wound medicines in the storage bag, and poured them all into Cheng Jun's mouth. At this time, Cheng Yu also rushed over from a distance, gritted his teeth and held back his tears, and also took out the pills.

Seeing that everyone was looking at Lin Xinglu, Mu Zheng saw that Lin Xinglu was already wearing thin clothes. Now he knelt on the ground and opened Cheng Jun's teeth, revealing a section of snow-white neck. Being able to see through his clothes and see all of Lin Xinglu's scenery, one moment wished to poke these people's eyes blind, and another moment wished to imprison Lin Xinglu in Fuyun Mountain immediately, and only let him see it alone.

He let out a dissatisfaction from his nose, and everyone realized that this was not the time to watch a show, and they all looked at Lin Xinglu and the demon lord Xiao Yin who were facing each other in mid-air.

"Sect Master Mu is safe and sound." Xiao Yin spoke first.

When Mu Zheng stepped forward, her complexion was naturally not very good-looking.

Mu Zheng snorted again, indicating that he heard it. He was fully focused on Lin Xinglu, and when he saw a bloody mark on Lin Xinglu's arm, his heart ached again.

Xiao Yin was often ignored by Mu Zheng, and he was not angry at this time. He put a jade flute near his lips, and made a 'whimper', like a crane chirping. go.

Every rhythm carries a strong aura, and the aura vibrates, and everyone's dantian becomes chaotic following Xiao Yin.

The voice was like weeping, and Lin Xinglu was stung by the sea of ​​consciousness stirred by the melody. He shook his head, endured the pain, and checked Tan Chengjun's breathing. Seeing that although his breathing was weak, it was finally there, so he breathed a sigh of relief , this breath was relieved, and suddenly a series of Xiao sounds rushed into the dantian, shaking the heart sword, and kneeling could not be stable.

With a sound of "buzz", the long sword came out of its sheath, and a contention broke the gentle Xiao Yin. The light of the sword was chilly. It was the 'Qianlong' that Lin Xinglu dropped on Shennv Peak.

Mu Zheng broke her Xiao Yin effortlessly, and threw the sword to Lin Xinglu casually.

"What are you waiting for!" Xiao Yin was annoyed, and with an order, she threw her jade flute into the air, her palms stacked like lotus flowers, and she went towards Mu Zheng. She has hidden her cultivation for these years, and at this time she is full of devilish energy and has a seductive face He also became a ghost, secretly hating Mu Zheng for spoiling her good deeds, the two of them fought in the air like thunder and thunder, flying sand and flying stones.

Under the order, the demon cultivators also swarmed, Lin Xinglu took the 'Qianlong', the long sword met its master again, and made a buzzing sound in Lin Xinglu's hand.

He raised the sword in his hand and lowered it with a cold light, without moving his steps, his eyes coldly swept over the demon cultivators who were surrounding him, his body turned into a light and thin shadow, and Cheng Junhu behind him was watertight.

In mid-air, Mu Zheng condensed his energy into a sword, and moved his sword like the wind. It was ever-changing and unpredictable. After the strong battle, Mu Zheng's eyes had turned into gold. Watching fate, life and death, the rise and fall of dynasties overseas are all in his eyes, how can a mere devil be his opponent.

Xiao Yin was repeatedly broken by his moves, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and he pushed out the jade flute to resist the sword energy. Just when the jade flute was broken into powder, a formation plate was thrown by her, and the light flashed, turning into a huge The formation plate trapped everyone on the ground in the formation.

Xiao Yin grinned grimly and said, "Does Master Mu know what formation this is?"

Mu Zheng didn't know what her plan was. Looking down, he saw that the formation was in motion in an instant, and everyone was standing in place maintaining their original posture.

"Phantom array?" Mu Zheng muttered.

"It's the heart demon formation, two people for a while, it's better to decide based on the final number of people." Xiao Yin corrected with a smile.

"The devil master is generous." He sneered, feeling speechless at Xiao Yin's way of attacking one thousand enemies and self-defeating eight hundred. Righteous monks suppressed themselves because of etiquette and Taoism, and inner demons were born.

Although the demon cultivator has freed himself, it does not mean that there are no inner demons. If the demon cultivator would have no inner demons, wouldn't everyone turn to demon cultivators.

He wanted to see Lin Xinglu's inner demons, and when he looked at it, he couldn't stop laughing.

As soon as the illusion turned, Lin Xinglu had become the ignorant appearance of his childhood.

With his lips tightly closed, and with Lin Mingqi behind his back, he ran out of the ruined wall, his mind was confused, he was still wounded on the battlefield just now, why did he arrive at home in an instant.

The warmth of his mother's blood still remained on his face, and he subconsciously wanted to take the sword, but found that he had become a child.

In a daze, he ran away with Lin Mingqi on his back, clutching his mother's jade hairpin and refusing to let go.

"Why is it still like this? Why can't you come back earlier, why is it still like this!"

His forgotten emotions were aroused by the blood in his eyes, and tears fell down.

Stumbling forward, Lin Mingqi, who was on his back, lost his mind, blindfolded with a hair tie, and lay quietly on his stomach.

He was barefoot, and the sticky touch on the soles of his feet hit him again. He almost wanted to turn around and bury himself and Lin Mingqi in the sea of ​​fire.

hallucination?Or did he really come back?