I'm afraid I won't survive [Quick Transmigration]

When he was approaching the foot of Yunxu Mountain, Ling Tong woke up tremblingly, rolled his eyes, stared at Ling Jiuwei's back for a long while, and suddenly burst into tears with trembling lips. Hoarse, "Patriarch, little... little uncle!"

Xu Si, who was carrying her on her back, was taken aback by the voice, and immediately felt a lot of wetness on his shoulders.

"Senior Sister Tong, don't cry, isn't this coming back to life?" Xu Si couldn't see a woman crying the most, so she quickly comforted her, "Except for the missing little finger, everything is very healthy."

But Ling Tong cried more and more heartbroken, originally she had a fierce and straightforward temperament, even when she cried, she was different from other people's pear blossoms with a spring rain, with a domineering momentum, sobbing until her throat split.

Ling Jiuwei Yujian's body suddenly stopped, and immediately fell to the ground.He watched Ling Tong grow up from a young age, and his heart was stronger than that of ordinary men. He had never seen this girl shed a tear, and this time she cried so sadly that it made him feel uneasy.

"A Tong, why did you feel wronged?" Xu Si put Ling Tong down gently, Ling Jiu squatted down slightly, and asked softly.

Seeing this, Ling Jiuwei and Xu Si were secretly startled, and raised their brows at the same time.

Ling Tong's complexion was as pale as paper, her big eyes filled with tears were empty and lifeless, and she couldn't find the focal length for a long time, and the big teardrops kept rolling down, she hugged her knees and shrank herself into a ball, shaking and crying loudly When he was tired from howling, he turned into a suppressed sob, and his face was covered with tears and snot, and fear was written all over his face.

"Senior Sister Tong..." Xu Si tried to stretch out his hand and patted her on the shoulder symbolically. Although she didn't know what happened to her, it must have caused serious damage to her body and mind that others could not understand.

However, as soon as the hand out of humanitarianism reached halfway, Ling Tong suddenly raised his head, and his godless eyes lit up with fire. At that moment, Xu Sixa felt the burning hatred and murderous intent, as if it had been deeply rooted in his heart for many years.

He subconsciously withdrew his hand and took a step back. Unexpectedly, Ling Tong's cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds in the past few years, so he grabbed his neck.

"Is it you? Si's evil barrier!" Ling Tong's body was still trembling violently, but at this moment, it was not because of fear, but because of the anger in her bosom, her eyes were too wide open, forcing all the tears inside, turbulent Cheng disaster, looking almost crazy, "That's right, it was you, you slaughtered my Ling family and set fire to my Yunxu Mountain!"

As soon as these words came out, Xu Si almost forgot that her own life was still in the hands of others, and she also forgot to struggle.

Ling Jiu staggered a step, fixedly staring at Ling Tong's face that became more and more charming after growing up, and turned his head slightly, as if he couldn't believe his ears, he raised his hand and released her from Zhuyin's bondage.

Ling Tong was shocked by the true essence and took a step back, still unwilling to give up, he rushed forward in a disorderly manner, and was about to pinch again, but was caught by Ling Jiuwei's flailing hands.

"Atong, calm down." As soon as the words came out, Ling Jiuwei felt his voice tremble. He collected his mind and relaxed his strength, "What does it mean that the whole family of Ling's family was slaughtered? Please explain clearly to me. "

As if seeing Ling Jiuwei just now, with someone worthy of his support around him, Ling Tong let go of his strength all of a sudden, his legs and feet went limp, and he hugged Ling Jiuwei's waist and collapsed, answering irrelevant questions, "Little uncle, why did you come here?" ?It's too late, everything is too late, people are gone, even the mountains have been burned. Gone...all gone...gone..."

She muttered the word "no" for a long time, then suddenly shouted violently, her eyes were about to split open, and she pointed straight at Xu Si with a hand missing a finger, "Little uncle, it must be him, kill him, kill him! I, the Ling family, will take revenge!"

Xu Si couldn't care about her going crazy and framing her now, and was so anxious, "It's all gone? Where's Qing Lan? How's Qing Lan?" Where are his teammates in the chicken catching team?

Ling Tong sneered, "Are you asking me? I want to ask you! The night before, an army of monsters and beasts surrounded Yunxu Mountain. Except for the disciples who took the mission to go down the mountain to eliminate demons, everyone else was buried on the top of the mountain. It was only a few days before and after. The kung fu of time..."

"It's nonsense!" Ling Jiuwei's face was as cold as ice, "Where are your masters and uncles? How can the foundation of our Yunxu Ling family for nearly a thousand years be overturned in a few hours?"

Ling Tong was interrogated, and his face became weird, "Little uncle, in the past few years when you were away, senior seniors from all major cultivating families fell one by one, and all of them were found dead on the torture platform the next morning, like Lu Mingfeng. Feng Zhao, the former patriarch of the clan who had been in seclusion for a long time, Lin Ziyi, the senior of the Yanchi Lin clan, and what's more, even Taoist Fang Tao, who had long since passed away from the Fang clan of Meilin, was dug out and whipped to death. It's been a while."

Ling Jiuwei rubbed the second knuckle of his index finger with his thumb, "Where is I, Yunxu Ling?"

"Yes, it's the second and fifth senior uncles."

There was a click, and the knuckles made a light sound.

Xu Si raised his eyes, the second master is Yunxu Ling's second master, Ling Shuangqi, known for his vigorous and unselfish conduct, all the disciples in his subordinates are afraid of him as if they saw a scourge, but apart from being afraid, they also admire him very much, old man Strict self-discipline, lead by example, and practice poverty.

Compared to Ling Shuangqi, Fifth Master Bo Ling Wushao is a little crooked. Not to mention mediocre cultivation, his character is even more unflattering. Xu Si's main force, Xu Si's teeth itch now when he mentions it.

"Little uncle, I saw very clearly that day that there seemed to be Si Zhilan's mount Sanqi in the army of monsters. Who else could be the murderer besides Si Huang?" Ling Tong turned the gun and began to grab Xu Si didn't let go.

After hearing such arguments for so many years, Xu Si had long since become numb. He dug his ears and said coolly, "Oh, Sanqi, I rescued you from Sanqi just now."

Ling Tong was dumbfounded.

Ling Jiuwei briefly explained how she was manipulated by traitors and how they rescued her from their clutches. Naturally, the part about the peach blossom tent was omitted.In the end, Ling Jiuwei also emphasized that Zhuyin had been by his side all these years, so it was impossible for him to commit such a heinous crime.

Ling Tong was still dazed.

Xu Si couldn't stand it anymore, "Senior Sister Tong, I know how prejudiced you are against me, but can you trust me for once? I, Ling Zhuyin, swear to the sky, in the past five years, let alone a human, I haven't been able to kill a single rabbit. Besides, all kinds of Taoists are rare talents, do you think I can be compared with my appearance?" Can you please use your brain?

Ling Jiu glanced at him slightly, thinking, you have no comparison on the mountain, so you don't know, but your cultivation level is already much higher than one or two of the few listed just now...

Ling Tong took it for granted that Si Huang, who was thin back then, would not be as fast as himself no matter how fast he improved, his firm eyes wavered a bit, but he still said stubbornly, "Who knows if your Youzhu Si family has any secret skills, no How much cultivation is needed to take someone's life thousands of miles away?"

Xu Si: What the fuck is unreasonable, big-faced and small-minded, it doesn't make sense.

When it didn't make sense, he simply stopped talking, turned around, and kicked stones as if venting his anger.

Ling Jiuwei comforted her for a long time, and Ling Tong finally stopped after crying for an hour.

"Little uncle, I must find the murderer and tear him into pieces!" The hatred grew wantonly in her heart, and it burst out through her eyes like a substance.

No, girl, if you are ruthless, you will be ruthless, what are you looking at me for?Xu Si complained endlessly.

The three finally decided to go back to Yunxu Mountain.

Even though he was mentally prepared, when Xu Si saw the misty fairy mountain in the past, he was still shocked. This feeling is like someone knocking a gong in your ear, From the eardrum to the atrium.

It has been two days since the mountain was set on fire, and the once lush hills are still billowing with black smoke, and the strong and pungent smell of scorched earth stimulates the olfactory nerves from a long distance away.

The footsteps of the three of them were very heavy, Ling Tong walked forward in a daze, and began to cry again, Xu Si secretly glanced at Ling Jiuwei, and his heart ached.

The upper part of his face was calm and breezy, he just slightly frowned and pursed his lips, the half of the fist that was exposed from the sleeve was clenched tightly, the knuckles were white, the nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, and there were faint blood stains overflowing.

Xu Si took a step forward, and with great effort, she secretly opened his hand and held it with fingers crossed in the palm, refusing to let him take it out.

Ling Jiuwei twitched a few times before turning his head to look at him. Xu Si sighed in his heart, obviously mourning to the extreme, why did he pretend to be indifferent?

The bluestone steps that Xu Si had swept over countless times were full of potholes. They walked all the way, and found charred and damaged corpses in varying degrees.

Ling Jiuwei and Xu Si's faces were not much better either.

It's like... a mass grave here.

When approaching the top of the mountain, there were a few vague figures in front of us, which could move and were alive.

Xu Si saw them, and they naturally also saw Xu Si and his group.

Both sides paused, put their weapons on their hands, and were ready to go.

"Patriarch! It's the Patriarch!" Someone on the opposite side raised the volume and shouted excitedly.

Xu Si squinted his eyes and looked at the leading fellow Taoist who ran like a rabbit, his eyes lit up, "Ling Qinglan!"

The man paused, stunned for a moment, then clapped his hands: "Ling Zhuyin!"

The chicken catching team reunited after a long absence, felt very lucky in the misfortune, and sighed for a while.

"Qing Lan, where is Master?" Seeing Qing Lan, Ling Tong held his hand nervously, shaking like a leaf in the wind, "Master... isn't my father with you? about you?"

Ling Qinglan held her hand instead, and said in a deep voice: "Senior sister, don't worry, the master is still there, but he was slightly injured. We will place him in the Qingjing Hall and come out first to bury the bodies of the brothers."

Ling Tong suddenly seemed to have found the backbone, and hurriedly said: "Hurry up, take me to see him, no, no, no, you are busy with your work, I will go by myself."

Saying that, he snatched Ling Qinglan's sword and flew away with Yujian.

As soon as Ling Tong left, Ling Qinglan led a group of disgraced surviving disciples to kneel on the ground, choked up and said, "Patriarch, Qinglan is useless, she came late, and failed to save the family from danger, please punish the Patriarch."

Ling Jiuwei's eyes were a little empty. He raised his eyes to look at the hell on earth, and then looked down at the remaining dozen or so disciples. He felt sad, "When my family was in dire straits, my patriarch was unable to guard the mountain gate." , defending against foreign enemies together, if you want to punish, you should punish me, and it will never be your turn."

"Patriarch...the incident happened suddenly that night, and you may not have been notified in time, so don't blame yourself." Ling Qinglan said hastily.

Ling Jiu waved his hand slightly to signal him to get up, stood silently with his hands down for a long time, and went to the Qingjing Hall without saying a word.

Xu Si patted Qing Lan's shoulder, looking at the stiff back, no matter how he looked at it, he felt a little regretful and depressed, after thinking about it, he still raised his heels.

In the empty Qingjing hall, Ling Tong, who arrived first, was instilling true energy into Ling Qijue, who was unconscious.

Ling Qijue looked unscathed, except for the darkening of Yintang, purple lips, and no trauma.

Ling Tong withdrew her palm, her brows were furrowed, and she was puzzled, "Little uncle, father didn't have any internal injuries, why has he been unconscious?"

Seeing Ling Qijue's expression, Xu Si thought, and blurted out, "It's a bit like when you were unconscious."

As soon as the words came out, the three of them were shocked.

"You mean... my father was also possessed by that evil spirit?" Ling Tong widened her beautiful eyes in shock.

"It should be longer than the time attached to you." Xu Si squatted down, holding Ling Qijue's face and looking around, "I observed carefully when you were unconscious before. At that time, the black air between your eyebrows was lingering, and your lips were tingling. Zi, your face is pale, and I wonder if you have been poisoned by some kind of poison. Now that I think about it, it should be the sequelae of being possessed..." Realizing that they might not understand what sequelae are, he immediately changed his words, "Yes, after being possessed. symptoms."

"The color on Uncle Seven's face is not a little darker than yours before, so I speculate that he should have been possessed for a longer time than you." When Xu Si was talking about his conjecture, Ling Qijue opened his eyes suddenly.

The first thing I say when I wake up is, "Why am I here?"

Xu Si, who was still holding his face, was so frightened that his hands shook and he squeezed it.

Ling Qijue hissed and stared angrily, his brows, which were already so bluffing, were raised upside down, Xu Si hurriedly got up and jumped away, hiding behind Ling Jiuwei.

"Jiuwei?" Ling Qijue was furious when he saw the Patriarch who had been missing for five years suddenly appeared, "Hmph, what kind of wind is blowing today to welcome the Patriarch back? Why is Ling Tong crying?"

Looking at the situation, it seems that she doesn't know...Xu Si stared at her toes with lowered eyebrows, feeling that there would be a big wave...