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No one caught up immediately, and Ling Si knew that he might fall into the trap he had prepared earlier, but he had no way out other than running forward.

However, he never expected that He Bugui would force him here.

As we all know, the mountain road of Wuliang Mountain is dangerous because evil thoughts can't hide, the demons take root and germinate, and become entangled with the body, and those with weak minds will become together with the mountains and forests.

Even if there are a few or two who can stabilize the demons and reach the top of the mountain, the only thing waiting for them there is the questioning of the gods.

Wuliangzhai used a mountain path to silently deal with those dregs that were not worthy of public punishment on the stage. Ling Si stood where he was, neither walking nor retreating. He had no doubt that he would be the one with a reputation , worthy of Wuliangzhai's public execution, but "unfair" bounced back and forth in his mind.

On the one hand, he feels that his persistent belief is worthy of the anger of the gods and Buddhas. On the other hand, he wants to laugh at himself. He has reached such a state, and he is still complacent about the level of the iron law set by the gods and Buddhas.

It seemed to tell him in the dark that no matter how hard he tried to break away from a certain rule, or the sense of dignity and inferiority that he was born with, this matter could not be changed in the end.

The more so, the more stubborn Ling Si was that he would not shed tears without seeing the coffin.

He has achieved "letting go" that no mortal can do, just for the sake of fairness, why should he be afraid of death?

These bald donkeys stand on high places, use their so-called "talent" to look down on the world, and take charge of killing, he doesn't recognize it!

The dirty black soil was sticky and squirmed, and climbed onto Ling Si's feet. During the time he stood still and pondered, the mud grew hands, feet, and three heads, and the three human figures intertwined and pulled each other. In order to exert strength, he was forced to kneel down more and more heavily.

"Father, you don't want to give an explanation to the world, don't you want to give me an explanation too?" The clay figurine eagerly opened his eyes, there was no sharp look in his eyes, only sadness and eagerness, "What is the reason why I can't tell my son?" ?”

The person who said this was Ling Xiao, who was gentle and elegant, and his temper was the most like his own. Two years later, he never saw his son again, and he had no way of knowing that Ling Xiao never treated himself in front of outsiders. The father said half a word of resentment, but after the incident, he tried his best to protect his mother and support the dilapidated Yulingzong.

The word "difficulty" softened the hard-hearted sinner for a moment. He stretched out his hand to touch the face, but curled up his fingers just as he was about to touch it.

Even if everyone in the world misinterprets his intentions, it doesn't matter. Walking on this road, I have seen the time and space that others can't see, and the avenue and life are as light as a feather.

What is this misunderstanding?

Ling Si withdrew his hand, resisting to look at the other clay figurines.

They are still chattering under their feet.

"The Imperial Spirit Sect is about to disappear, my husband, you once said that this is the result of the painstaking efforts of the ancestors. How can you say that you just leave it behind, and the family is gone. How will we orphans and widows live on?"

"I want to find you even if I dig three feet into the ground, father, confess your sin!"

"Plead guilty! Dad, it's my daughter begging you. It's the first time I beg you. After pleading guilty, my daughter will suffer with you. Come back."

"Father, before Mother dies, she just wants to know, have you ever loved her in this life?"

Madam's crying, Ling Lan's pleading, and Jiang Ning's regrets on Jiang Xuemei's behalf, almost pried open Ling Si's few remaining mortal defenses.

If it wasn't for the roar of monsters coming from the space-time rift behind him, which shocked him, maybe he would really be entangled here by these clay figurines.

"No one needs to ask." Ling Si lowered his eyes, "I don't feel guilty."

After finishing speaking, Ling Si cut his wrist with the horizontal sword, hot blood spurted out, and dripped down the clay figurine along the blade of the sword. The clay figurine seemed to be scalded. First, it stopped moving, and in the next moment, all the blood flowed, Began to burst into the muffled roar of the beast.

The secret method of Yulingzong used blood and surrendered monsters to establish a contract for his own use. During this period of time, he and Yingluo briefly hid in various time and space.

The number of monsters he has saved now is several times higher than the total number since the establishment of Yulingzong.

When avoiding a head-on conflict with He Bugui, Ling Si had already released half of the monsters in his way, but now, he cut his wrist and soaked the clay figurine with blood, so he should be able to pull out the bondage of the heart demon root.

There were a lot of beasts crawling out of the blood, and they quickly tore the clay figurine off Ling Si's body. He clutched the wound on his right hand and rushed into the forest without looking back.

At the same time, on the other side of the rift, He Bugui grabbed a sword flower and threw the blood on the sword to the ground.

Not a single monster could be seen, and the stumped limbs and arms were scattered all over the ground. Although the movement was loud, it was to such an extent that even Yu Wuque, who was not far away from him, didn't bother to come over.

The boy chased Yingluo in the gap, and only had time to send a voice transmission to remind the crane not to return: Don't forget the time when you are playing.

Crane Bugui smiled in the sea of ​​consciousness: I didn't play.

He was really serious about fighting monsters. Who told Ling Si to release so many in a panic, he almost shook out all the beasts that had been kept under the box of the eight generations of ancestors.

Just very generous.

After killing them all, He Bugui turned his head and glanced at the startled birds at the other end of the bamboo sea.

The crane doesn't return: I'm going to look for him, don't follow me.

Yu Wuque's voice sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness, with a bit of dissatisfaction: It's the day of my execution outside, are you sure you don't want me to accompany you?

Don't be overwhelmed by what you see at that time, and you won't be able to bear to laugh for three days.

He Bugui said solemnly: "The sky thunder is aimed at you. If the two of you are in the same space, there is no guarantee that it will descend the second one. Besides...

Yu Wuque waited for a long time, but did not wait for the second half of the sentence: Huh?

In addition, there are some incomprehensible key points in the parallel space. I don't know what changes will happen to the way of the crane. It is reasonable to say that Yu Wuque, who is currently detained in Wuliangzhai, is still alive, his body is intact, and his soul is peaceful. If he wanted to steal him out before he died, wouldn't there be another Yu Wuque here.

Two identical souls will impact the rift of time and space, causing the present world to collapse together. This is Xia Zhitao's worst assumption, and He Bugui dare not take this risk.

The crane does not return: In short, you promise me that you must never step in, do you hear me?

Yu Wuque grudgingly said "En", and heard Crane Bugui briskly say: "I will be careful, wait for me."

The situation on the other side of Wuliang Mountain has already started to change, and the strong wind blows over through the crack, rolling up Hebugui's snow-white robe, he sheathed his sword, and stepped out.

If Yu Wuque's death counts as his darkest moment, then it's a pity that Crane Bugui fainted in the Floating Sky Palace that day, knowing nothing about the changes in the situation here.

He once thought about what he would do if he was sober.

Either take Yu Wuque and flee to the ends of the earth. If he can't escape, he will go out and be tortured with him.

It's just that that brat chose the way he hated the most, faced it alone, kept silent, and became the last person to know about it.

Today was not to make up for regrets, He Bugui was still in a calm state of mind, and his eyes fell on the huge inner demon root system left by Ling Si.

As soon as he raised his hand, the immortal magic flowed on his fingertips, and in just a moment, the huge energy burst out blasted Siye into powder.

Fighting with immortal power, the fierce beast has nowhere to hide and dies completely. The most important thing is that only in this way can the root of the inner demon be completely picked up.

After all, it is a contracted thing with the gods and Buddhas, and it can only be released with pure immortal power. Based on this, He Bugui also feels that God is deliberately arranging something.

The dark cloud covered the top of the execution platform, and He Bugui looked up for a while, then quickly walked over there with the heart demon root.

At the same time, Ling Si, who was hiding in the deep forest, finally seemed to understand why this game was set up.

Time and space suddenly opened a rift, and He Bugui deliberately forced him into this situation.

But he didn't chase after him, he was already at the same place, and indeed went to the execution platform.

To say that Crane Bugui is related to Wuliangzhai, there are nothing more than two things. The first one is that he brought Yu Wuque here to receive it himself. He had heard from Yingluo that in the chaotic timeline, he saw Yu Wuque's soul was blown away by the thunder, and his body died.

Ling Si suddenly realized that He Bugui came here to save people.

And the method of "saving people" by using the space-time rift is not dull, and he can figure it out quickly.

He Bugui actually wanted to replace his physical body, so that Yu Wuque's soul could be stored there, so that he could be reborn.

"Wishful thinking!" Ling Si laughed fiercely, he had already suffered a crushing defeat, thanks to that person, why did his wish come true.

The root of the demon is connected to the physical body. When the contract was made, a ray of soul was stored here. Just now when his demon took root, he saw the key. He only knew that if the souls of the two appeared in the same space, they would collapse.

He and Yingluo destroyed too much time and space when fleeing, and he firmly believed in this, so to make Crane Bugui Kong happy, all he had to do was find the heart demon root that stored a little soul of Yu Wuque, and throw it back into the rift of time and space inside!

Ling Si moved his eyeballs, in fact, when he came over just now, he had already seen the root system.

It was not far away, and it was [-]% similar to Yu Wuque's appearance. Ling Si approached and looked at it for a while, and decided that this was Yu Wuque's inner demon root. a cent.

The shocking thunder pierced his eardrums, and Ling Si was startled for a moment. The entire sky was lit up by the flames of the thunder, like a cold jade sword piercing down from the dome, heading straight for the execution platform.

Ling Si drew out the sword at his waist.

Regret for the failure of his great cause, hatred for the heavy obstruction of Crane Bugui, disgust and jealousy for the superiors, contempt and disdain for the obedience of the inferiors, all kinds of emotions were mixed together, which made him accidentally launch a ruthless revenge.

He pierced the heart of the heart demon root with a sword, and pierced it hard. No matter how he stirred it, there was no blood. The root stood still, neither sad nor happy.

Ling Si knelt in front of him slumped, laughing and crying at the same time, with his eyes open, he watched the thunderbolt strike the execution platform.

The surroundings fell silent.

The leaves rolled up by the strong wind were fixed in mid-air, Yu Wuque put his hands behind his back, raised his neck, his protruding Adam's apple rolled down when he saw the thunder, there was no panic, just calm.

The thunder of lightning rushed straight down with the force of thunder, and at this time, when it touched Yu Wuque's gate of life, it was frozen in midair.

The monks with their palms folded stood on the third floor and the third floor outside. Their robes fluttered, the Buddhist beads on their wrists were lifted by the wind and swayed non-stop, and the humming and chanting disappeared.

The entire space-time is frozen.

Crane Bugui formed the seal with one hand, and held Ling Si's inner demon root in the other hand, and walked in front of Yu Wuque. The sky thunder was very close at hand, and the flames scorched half of his side face pale and frightening. "He threw the root of the demon in front of Yu Wuque.

The next moment, he gasped.

Because he saw blood gurgling from Yu Wuque's heart, and He Bugui tore open his clothes with a sword, only to see the flesh and blood rotting away suddenly, which was almost blurred by the shock.

He raised his hand to test Yu Wucai's breath, and there was a hum in his head.

died.

……

The heart demon rooted in the forest, and the cracks reappeared. When Yu Wuque died on the punishment platform and the lights went out, the soul left the body. At the same time, Yu Wuque who returned to the valley broke into this time and space.

As a result, the world was spinning, and the heart demon root absorbed the remaining souls into the body, some of him wandering on the execution platform, and some of him who just broke in, completely fused and absorbed them.

When he heard the sound of drawing the sword, Ling Si didn't even react, the demon in front of him was moved.

Yu Wuque threw away the sword, turned into a gust of wind and rushed towards the execution platform.

He flew so fast that the leaf fixed in mid-air cut his cheek, and a drop of warm blood drew a bloodstain on the white skin.

Yu Wuque didn't have time to erase it, but when he raised his eyes, he saw He Bugui kneeling face to face with his own corpse, and Ling Si's inner demon root lay between them.

Crane Bugui suddenly didn't know what to do.

He didn't know why Yu Wuque died the moment before Tianlei sent his sentence. What was the cause of death and who did it? Broken like this.

It's broken like this, can I still use it if I steal it back?If not, what should Yu Wuque do?When the entire Niankong Mountain collapsed, his soul would dissipate, and Crane Bugui suddenly didn't know what to do.

He found that his outstretched hand was trembling, his white and slender fingers were stained with blood and flesh, and they were frighteningly red.

He Bugui murmured: "I'll put it back together for you..."

"Is it still usable after it's done? Can it be used..."

"Wait for me, Wucai, I'll mend it for you, it won't be like this...it won't be broken forever like this, it won't be broken, Wucai, Wu-"

"Master!" The warm palm grasped his wrist and pulled it in another direction. Yu Wuque squeezed his face, "I'm here."

He Bugui opened his mouth, too surprised to speak.

"Although I don't know what happened, but now the soul and body are complete." Feeling the heat of Tianlei, Yu Wuque felt a little anxious, picked up the crane and said, "The frozen time and space can't last long, Hurry up, let the root of the heart demon be destroyed together with this physical body."

Everything happened too fast, Yu Wuque hurriedly threw the root of the evil spirit on "myself", without giving any extra glances, he lifted the knees of Crane Bugui, hugged him by the waist and flew away from the execution platform.

He was really frightened that he didn't belong, and he hasn't recovered until now.

He saw Yu Wuque's face, half of the tree root lines were still clear, and the other half was fading away at a very slow speed, turning into a human body.

There was a thin bloodstain on the head, He Bugui raised his hand and nodded.

"It's hot." He looked at the scarlet on his finger, opened his mouth to lick it, "the smell of blood."

"Come back to your senses, Hexi." Yu Wuque pressed his head on his chest, "Listen to the heartbeat, I am alive, I am not dead, what I saw just now is the past, I am your present, Understand?"

He Bugui suddenly grabbed the man's collar tightly: "Then now..."

"Going home." Yu Wuque said with a smile in his voice, "We're going home."

The moment Crane Bugui loosened his immortal power, there was a bang, and the execution platform was almost completely shattered by the thunder. It pierced through the inner demon roots of Yu Wuque and Ling Si, and crushed the corpses into powder in an instant.

At the same time, Ling Si's flesh in the deep forest was cracked open. He didn't even feel any pain, and it turned into a puddle of bloody mud. The bone residue was clearly white in the blood mud.

A heavy rain poured through the heart demon root forest, and the flames stretched over the execution platform for several nights. It was the same on that day.

There is no difference.

"Gada", all the buttons are buttoned.

The two heavens of ice and fire concealed only two embracing people, hurriedly coming from the crack, and then back to the crack, as if the breeze was blowing across the lake, it is an understatement, life and death have never been dragged.

The rift closed behind them, and Elder Xuanji and Xia Zhitao were relieved to wait, and they were relieved to see that they were safe and sound.

He Bugui didn't know what they said, he listened attentively to the "dong" after another.

thump -- thump -- thump --

There is nothing more pleasing to the ear than the beating heartbeat of a loved one brought back from the dead.

He Bugui pursed his lips, and said softly, "Wu Que, I'm so tired."

"Go to sleep." Yu Wuque kissed his forehead hair, "Now I can sleep in peace."