I really don't want to be a disaster

They all assume now that there is a hole in the sky, which is true, and that the truth of spiritual energy exhaustion is also true, and the method of mending the sky mentioned by the Little Supreme Buddha is also true.

Well, here comes the conclusion.

The Little Supreme Buddha must not die!

On him, the future of the monk is related!

What's more, there are more than 100 demons in front of me, and there are thousands of monks present!

The monks here are all the elites among the elites in the Taoist world!

Every monk moves a little, in the world, he is a master who can shake!

There are more than 100 monsters in the area, why be afraid of them!

Mo Luo Temple did not move.

The casual cultivators and the cultivators of Burning Sky Valley all moved.

Fire clouds filled the sky, and countless flying swords rushed towards the more than 100 monsters who hadn't had time to organize their formation.

……

On a lotus platform where the Mo Luo Temple is located.

The sick man's eyes flashed, and he inadvertently glanced in the direction of Tianjianmen, and then whispered: "My lord saint, what should we do?"

Yan Qianxiu took Wang Xiaohu's arm, squeezed it up, and shook it vigorously a few times: "Of course...don't care about him."

The sick man was taken aback.

"These have nothing to do with us. Master Mo Luo is still closing his eyes to understand the treasure. If he meddles in Yan Fuzhou's internal affairs for no reason, it will easily cause complications. What's more..." Yan Qianxiu narrowed his glasses slightly, and when he was about to say something, She noticed something was wrong with Wang Xiaohu's reaction: "Brother Xiaohu, what's wrong with you?"

In the past when she was intimate with Wang Xiaohu, Wang Xiaohu was shy and would hide away.

But now, facing her intimacy, Wang Xiaohu is actually unmoved, let alone shy away from it. Could it be that the wood is blooming in spring?

I saw Wang Xiaohu staring blankly at the figure in the sky, as if possessed by a demon, muttering to himself: "Lin...Brother Lin?"

……

"Junior Sister... hiccup~?"

After Jian Nanchun sacrificed the magic weapon, he belched off a lot of alcohol, but when he looked back and was about to greet his junior sister to go up with him, he suddenly found that his junior sister was like a ray of light, and Yu Jian flew into the air with a temperament that made them Think of Lin Yi's evildoer.

"No, Junior Sister is about to kill you!"

Anyone in the door who doesn't know, must not advance the name "Lin Yi" in front of Xia Ruxue.

This evildoer actually vaguely looks like Junior Brother Lin Yi, are you looking for your own death?

Jian Nanchun murmured inwardly.

Xia Ruxue stood in front of Tai Yi.

Following the actions of the monks, the monsters resisted tenaciously and howled continuously.

But, in the small space of Xia Ruxue and Tai Yi, a human and a demon, time seemed to stand still.

"Sister Chuchu?"

Xia Ruxue looked at Bai Chuchu in Yi Lin's arms foolishly.

"Young lady..."

Bai Chuchu was so angry that she raised her paw.

When she was in the palace, she liked to call Xia Xiaoman "Young Madam" secretly.

But in front of Xia Xiaoman, she didn't dare to shout directly.

Not because he was afraid that Xia Xiaoman would be shy, but because shouting like that would touch Xia Xiaoman's sore spot.

But now, in Bai Chuchu's perception, the young master has come back to life, and she has become unrestrained.

Xia Ruxue raised her eyes, the sword in her hand was shaking, and her five fingers were also shaking.

Is it you...Brother?

A simple sentence lingered on Xia Ruxue's lips thousands of times in an instant, but she couldn't ask it once.

She knew that the fact that a person cannot be resurrected after death is the law of heaven, fate, and the law of nature.

This is impossible.

But the obsession in her heart made Xia Ruxue stand in front of this man.

She clenched her sword tightly. At this moment, Xia Ruxue just wanted to hear this abominable monster who looked like a senior brother say "Girl, you misunderstood the person", Xia Ruxue was able to be ruthless and slash out with a sword.

She even prepared a killer move, which would make this monster die a miserable, miserable, very miserable death.

Erin scratched her head.

He knows that in many novels, he likes to engage in bloody plots to lengthen the space.

All kinds of misunderstandings, a lot of helplessness, life and death, extra entanglement and so on.

Yi Lin didn't want to make it so complicated, why bother.

then,

It's a showdown, stop pretending.

Yi Lin tidied up her clothes and smiled coolly: "Junior Sister, I haven't seen you in a hundred years, how are you?"

Xia Ruxue was taken aback.

Next second,

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

She howled, and the turbulent chill condensed the surrounding air into ice fog.

With a sword with boundless killing intent, he slashed towards Tai Yi.

Chapter 997 The Rubik's Cube

Erin smiled,

Looking at the sword that freezes everything, it cuts towards him.

no flash,

Do not avoid.

Xia Ruxue felt her eyes go dark.

At that moment, she couldn't tell what she was feeling.

surprise?scare?Suspect?anger?Excited?Happy?

I do not know.

She doesn't understand...

Xia Ruxue only felt that when the man in front of her, who looked exactly like her senior brother who died a hundred years ago, called "Junior Sister" softly with that familiar smile, she felt as if she had been hit head-on by a blow to her heart, which she had guarded for a hundred years. Crashed.

There was the sound of a building collapsing in her ears.

Do not,

impossible.

You can't be a brother!

Brother is already dead!

A hundred years ago, senior brother died in front of me with his own hands!

But that dream,

In that dream,

The senior brother said that one day, he will appear in front of her again on the colorful auspicious clouds.

Xia Ruxue has looked forward to, longed for, disappointed, cried, laughed, and dreamed.

But she never thought that this day would come so suddenly and so fast, leaving her without any precautions or worries.

This suddenly made her out of reach and unacceptable.

No matter how superb Xia Ruxue's cultivation is and how stable her Dao heart is, she is still a human being. .

A human being with seven emotions and six desires, who has experienced love and hatred.

In a panic, Xia Ruxue... chose to draw the sword.

In the past 100 years, she abandoned distracting thoughts and devoted herself to practicing swords.

Day and night, ups and downs, are all swords.

At the moment when her brain froze, all she could do was draw the sword.

This sword of hers seems to gather all the yearning for her senior brother in the past 100 years, and let it all out.

It is this "missing" that is a little bit special.

——Ordinary people may not be able to bear it.

"Hey!"

The Frost Snow Sword cut off from Yi Lin's shoulder, blood spattered, and finally got stuck at the acromioclavicular joint, and couldn't cut it any further.

The splashed blood also froze into magnificent blood crystals at the moment of leaving the body, like a bloody rose growing on the shoulder.

A real man never looks back at the bloody wound, Yi Lin looked into his junior sister's eyes with sincerity: "I owe you this sword."

"No..." Xia Ruxue cried like a child: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it, senior brother died, and senior brother died a hundred years ago!! I saw senior brother with my own eyes in Xiaoman's arms , turned into ashes..."

At this moment, she forgot that she was Xia Ruxue.

She seemed to have returned to that war-torn night, watching helplessly the dawn of despair.

She turned back into Xia Xiaoman again.

"Ding~"

Yi Lin curled her fingers and lightly flicked the Frost Snow Sword. Frightened, the Frost Snow Sword rippled for a while, and quickly pulled out Yi Lin's body.

"Come on, I can prove it."

Yi Lin calmly pointed at Xia Ruxue's sword: "Painful!"

Shuangxuejian trembled all over and began to tremble.

"pain!"

Frost Snow Sword began to tremble.

"pain!"

The Frost Snow Sword kept shaking, and the frantically trembling sword tip spurted white frost.

Xia Ruxue was dumbfounded.

This feeling and this scene are so... familiar.

"No, your sword still remembers me."

Xia Ruxue couldn't say a word.

"Remember this bracelet?"

Yi Lin smiled, gently held Xia Ruxue's wrist, touched the wooden bracelet with her fingertips, and murmured: "It's just a relic left by my father and mother. My father gave this 'Qian Kun Twist Lock' casually back then. I missed you, I didn't expect that after a hundred years, you still haven't unlocked it... Tsk, it's actually not difficult."

While talking, Yi Lin launched the "Freedom Method·Deconstruction", and when she analyzed the real structure of the wooden bracelet, Yi Lin couldn't help being taken aback, he immediately regained his spirits, and put his junior sister aside.Yi Lin has never touched this Qiankun twist lock ever since she put it on her junior sister's wrist.

But now,

Yi Lin's five fingers made a strange gesture, and the five fingers pressed exactly on the five points on the bracelet.

"It's no wonder that the Lin family has been a family of carpenters for so many years. Only a real craftsman can untie this bracelet. To untie this wooden bracelet in a normal way, five fingers must be pressed in five different positions, respectively. force in five different directions,"

"The five positions must not differ by an inch, and the force must not deviate by a single point."

Press the five fingers, twist the wrist, and release the five fingers at the same time.