The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path

Lin Shu began to think.

First of all, compared to when he had no cultivation before, his change is very obvious, so obvious that Cang Min and Yue Ruohe can see it.

He asked, "What has changed?"

"I guess..." Cang Min muttered, "Brother Lin, you don't seem to like me anymore."

Lin Shu: "?"

Ling Baochen gave him a "bah" and said, "You have a good idea!"

"No, the eyes are different," Cang Min gestured with his hand, "Brother Lin, when I was talking, you looked at me before, you looked at my eyes, now you look at me, I think you are looking a little ahead of me The place."

He pointed in front of him: "It's here."

People in this era do not have the term "air". Lin Shu felt that what Cang Min wanted to express was that what he was looking at was the air in front of him.

This seems to be true.

Lin Shu recalled it for a while, and felt that everything he looked at now seemed to be separated by a thick layer of white film, no matter what he was doing, he seemed to be out of it.

He just knows what to do.

For example, when he sees someone he doesn't know, he should not express anything.

When I see Cang Min, I think, this is my classmate three years ago, we have done many things together, if he speaks to me, I should respond.

He seems to have become a machine with a fixed program, what happens in the outside world, first judge, and then do the right thing.

It seemed to be a student who hadn't attended a class for a semester and only reviewed for one night before the final exam. Facing the questions on the test paper, he felt very unfamiliar.

Does the ruthless way make people lose their sense of definiteness, and then in such an environment, gradually escape from the mundane?He felt that sooner or later, he would forget his own existence.

After Cang Min finished speaking, Yue Ruohe continued, "Brother Lin, you used to laugh, but now you don't."

Lin Shu thought that what Yue Ruohe said made sense, and he had gradually forgotten what it felt like to be happy, angry, sad, and happy—although he didn't often have these emotions before.

At this time, Yue Ruoyun added: "I think you look even better! Seniors and sisters like such a desolate fairy the most!"

Ling Baochen said: "Xiao Linshu, you used to be so cute and playful, but if you stand with Missy now, you will be more like a couple!"

They talk to each other, and the atmosphere is very happy, but they are quickly punished by Shangling Jian.

Shangling simply said: "Concentrate on preparing for the battle."

The disciples who were criticized by the principal were instantly as quiet as chickens.

Then, Shangling Jian walked to Lin Shu's side: "What does the pavilion master think about the battle situation?"

Lin Shudao: "It's hard to die for a corpse, so kill the Beixia wizard first."

Xie Zishe turned his head and said, "My friends in the Immortal Dao are divided into two groups. One is to kill the wizards of the Northern Xia Dynasty, and the other is to stop the corpses. The guards at the top of the city defend the city with firearms and rolling stones. People are entering the city."

Shangling Jian said: "I think so too."

After all, he looked down.

Jinguan City Tower is an important fortification for the outer defense of Jinguan City. Jinguan City is surrounded by mountains, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack. The city wall where the tower is located is the only gap in the mountains. It can be said that it is defended here. , which is equivalent to defending Jinguan City.

Shangling Jian said: "I have ordered the Academy of Arts to set up barriers throughout the city. If necessary, the imperial city formation can also be activated."

Xie Zishe said: "Before His Highness returns to the city, you can't pursue him, you can only defend."

Shangling Jian nodded, and said slowly: "In the current situation, a mortal army is of no use. If His Highness is going to bring reinforcements, it seems inappropriate."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Lin Shu: "Does the Pavilion Master know where His Highness is going? Can you send a message?"

Xie Zishe also looked at Lin Shu.

This means, we know that you have a special relationship with His Highness, and you must know where His Highness is going.

But Lin Shu really didn't know, and couldn't get in touch with Ling Fengxiao—the jade talisman was in Yingying's hands.

However, he can be sure of one thing.

Ling Fengxiao will not come back with mortal reinforcements.

After all, Ling Fengxiao, even if everyone in the world loses his trust, he is still reliable.He will think of what the people in the capital city can think of, and he will not do anything useless.

Therefore, Lin Shu said: "He will not do useless things."

The two of them did not continue to entangle on this issue, but looked into the distance, wondering what they were thinking.

After a while, Xie Zishe said: "Sir, are you cultivating through the tribulation?"

"Barely overcome the calamity," Shangling Jian said slowly: "After the events of that year, the realm has fallen, and there will be no progress for the next 20 years."

Lin Shu knew that he was talking about Mr. Meng.

Shangling Jian said: "I often think that if I were with him in Changyang City that day, even if I died together, it would be better than living alone today."

"I don't like things very often," Xie Zishe said indifferently, "Maybe there is nothing to be ashamed about in the world, but there are always regrets."

Shangling Jian said: "I hope there will be no regrets today."

Xie Zishe said: "Borrow the auspicious words from the teacher."

After a while, Shangling Jian turned around to pick up the owner of the Phoenix Villa, and Xie Zishe also went to deal with the affairs.

Cang Min shook Yue Ruohe, and said: "Bamboo stick, you see, we are still disciples of the academy, but brother Lin can be regarded as the same generation as the masters of the great country."

Yue Ruohe said: "In the future, when you become the head of the Henglian Sect, you can also be worthy of the same generation as the masters of the great country."

Cang Min said: "That's a matter of the year of the monkey, and it's the same as when you will become the head of Rumengtang."

Yue Ruohe said: "The most urgent thing is to survive today."

Cang Min said: "Yes."

The sun is getting bigger and bigger, and the atmosphere is like a bowstring being tensed.

In the distant mountains and forests, a flock of birds suddenly flew away.

Shangling Jian said in a deep voice: "Let's fight!"

As his words fell, a ripple of spiritual power swayed from the tower!

The air seemed to be silent for a moment, and then, like a city wall, the thick spiritual barrier stood ten miles away from the city wall!

Everyone in Xiandao drew out their weapons.

The soldiers on the city wall also began to heat up the artillery.

The practice of cultivating immortals prevailed in the Southern Xia, because of alchemy and weapon refining techniques, these heavy weapons were very developed, while in the Northern Xia, because the wizards studied voodoo intensively, they were good at using poisonous mist.

This is probably the difference between thermal weapons and biochemical weapons.

At the next moment, a large black shadow appeared on the distant horizon!

All the immortals flew down, and according to their own martial arts styles, they either chose to defend or attack.

Like Cang Min, they will defend in front of the barrier to prevent corpses from breaking through the barrier and spreading the blood poison into the city, and also to prevent the barrier from breaking prematurely due to too many attacks!

But Rumengtang's martial arts are hidden in all things, appearing and disappearing, and there are two mass-killing moves of "free flying flower" and "boundless silk rain". They all fly out of the barrier and choose to attack the rear manipulator wizard!

The first corpse jumped in front of the barrier, and was beheaded by a disciple in blue!

However, after losing its head, its blood-red body continued to bounce towards the barrier like a big spider!

Ling Baochen made a backhanded saber, and the saber light was covered with hot red spiritual power, splitting the corpse in half vertically from the middle!

Above the crack, there is still the sound of hissing and burning.

Although the two halves of the body could still move, their speed was already extremely slow. After being stabbed by other people's swords, they stopped moving completely.

This is just the first one.

And looking around, the world in front of him was filled with corpses!

20 living corpses, like a blood-red torrent, or an overwhelming plague of locusts, rushed towards the closed gate of Jinguan City!

And the immortal cultivators on Nanxia's side are full of money, and they only have two thousand!

The disparity in numbers was horrific, but no one flinched.

I hope today has no regrets.

Lin Shu drew his sword.