seniors please be careful

Even a strong man against the sky will still bleed when injured, and die if his heart is pierced.

This is an irreversible fact.

"That was the final blow just now." Lu Ziye walked slowly to Lu Xiaoqi's side, slowly squatted down, and kept eye level with him, "You have worked so hard to fool Xuanxu and let me let him go. gone."

After saying that, Lu Ziye stretched out his hand and pushed lightly on his shoulder, Lu Xiaoqi fell to the ground like a stone sculpture, obviously dead for a long time.

It turned out that Lu Xiaoqi had just delivered the final blow, and he had already died of exhaustion.He was just pretending to fight with Lu Ziye to the death, in order to trick Lu Ziye into sending Ye Mushen out of the cave.

He saw that Lu Ziyi captured Ye Muchen alive and protected him all the way, which was enough to show that the other party did not want Ye Muchen to have an accident.However, fighting to the death with a strong man like himself would inevitably hurt Ye Muchen's life.During the battle in the prison, Lu Ziye ordered Luo Fandie to secretly rescue Ye Muchen and leave. Lu Xiaoqi was sure that Lu Ziye would take the same countermeasure this time, so he used his last spiritual power to perform the last trick. Using Lu Ziyi's hand to help Ye Muchen escape from birth.

It's a pity that he had calculated everything, but he didn't expect that the action he made at the cost of his life would actually follow Lu Ziyi's wishes...

"You've done a good job." A deep male voice sounded in Yu Lu Ziyi's head, "However, using Ye Muchen to sneak attack is too risky. If they turn against each other..."

"Don't worry," Lu Ziyi said, "If I don't do anything, he will become suspicious. No matter what Ye Muchen does to him, he will follow like a dog. Don't worry. alright."

Lu Ziyi's goal had been achieved, but he was not in a hurry to go back and report back. He just looked at Lu Xiaoqi's body and smiled slightly, thinking: If you hadn't entrusted your back to him, this sneak attack might not have been successful.If he knows that you have just died, he will probably feel bad.

After thinking about it, Lu Ziye quickly gathered the red lightning with both hands, and launched an attack into the air, creating the illusion of the two fighting to the death.

Ye Muchen in the distance was looking anxiously at Fanshan Mountain. The spirit ball shield ignored his intentions and moved away on its own. It was so fast that it was already far away in the blink of an eye. has changed...

Dark clouds shrouded, among which lightning flashed and thunder resounded through the heaven and earth.If you look carefully, you can vaguely see red sparks flickering in mid-air.Even though Ye Muchen was far away, he could still feel the air around him spreading out every time the electric sparks flickered, pushing his spirit ball faster...

One can imagine what it would be like if it was located in the center of Fanshan Mountain... Even the bones of ordinary monks were probably turned into flying ash under the impact of this spiritual wave.

Is this time the real thing... Ye Muchen looked back with lingering fear.

He caused the strong man to be seriously injured, and found that the other party had no malice towards him, so he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.But now seeing that the other party seemed to be fine, and even fought on equal terms with Lu Ziyi, the guilt gradually faded away.

Who is that strong man in white?If there is a destiny, Xu Neng will be clear when they meet again, if there is no destiny... then that's all.

As for Lu Ziyi...

Although his strength is inferior to that person, but the opponent has been seriously injured, if he fights to the death, he may not be able to prevail.

If he died like this, then the truth about the murder of the master would be forever lost...Ye Muchen looked at Fanshan Mountain again with a complicated expression, and finally looked back, sat down cross-legged in the spirit ball, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

This flight took half a month, even if the speed of the spirit ball is extremely fast, it is not as far away as the imperial capital.Fortunately, Ye Muchen stored some dry food in his storage bag, otherwise he would really worry that he would starve to death.

The concept of imperial capital did not exist in Ye Muchen's era.The Four Realms are like four different countries, each living in a different place, there is no unified leader, and there is no so-called royal family.

In every world, mortals and immortals live scattered and mixed together.There are famous sects that can overwhelm the sky and the sun, but there is no one to say who will lead them.

The first time Ye Muchen heard the term "imperial capital" was on the way back to the Shangxi faction from Sun Moon Villa. At that time, people along the way were discussing the emperor's recent house raids.It is said that the famous immortal family in the imperial capital was copied, and countless magic treasures and spirit coins were seized, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the country is incomparably rich.

At that time, Ye Muchen was busy on his way, so he just paid attention to it.Thinking about it now, the royal family must be trying to eliminate dissidents and consolidate the regime today when the Four Realms are unified.

The spirit ball drifted away all the way, Ye Muchen also took this opportunity to take a good look at the myriad of worlds.

Even though he knew it long ago, he was still very sad to see that the former territory of the blood corpse world had been transformed into a rural village.All the way forward, all the way sigh.The famous family standing in the mountains disappeared, the fruit forest turned into a garden, and the sea turned into a mulberry field.Everything in my memory has completely changed. It is obviously a revisit of the old place, but there is a sense of strangeness from a foreigner who has just arrived.

I have really been dead for many years...

Even though Ye Muchen was indifferent and heartless, he couldn't help but feel sad. He thought of his master, sister Yang, the carefully planted spiritual trees in front of his house...even Lu Ziyi.

The blue flowers in the spiritual world seemed to be swaying in front of his eyes, and Ye Muchen's thoughts drifted back to the past unconsciously.

"impossible."

"I make the impossible possible."

Lu Ziyi's voice was full of confidence, resolute and decisive, it was involuntary to make people want to believe...

They landed on the top of Muyou Mountain, with high white clouds, strong winds, and ponytails and clothes fluttering with the wind.Lu Zi twitched his mouth with a smile that condensed red electricity, his brows and eyes were full of youthful vigor and self-confidence.

He drew the bow and set the arrow with his right hand, all in one go, his eyes fixed on the scarlet flame bird flying in the distance, he squinted his eyes, let go of his hand suddenly, and the sharp arrow pierced the wind, only to hear the flame bird's neighing resounding through the sky, and he had already hit the vital point !Lu Zi twitched his mouth, and the red lightning in his hand swayed and dissipated like a flame. He tapped his toes and leaped towards the prey. In an instant, he grabbed the flame bird's neck and fell back to the ground gracefully.

"How?" Lu Ziyi raised his chin slightly, looking at Ye Muchen who was showing surprise.

Ye Muchen was still young, and it was the first time he saw such smooth and unrestrained movements, but he was so stunned that he couldn't say a word, he was already extremely impressed.It's just that the human-shaped spirit envoy really lives up to its reputation, and there is a huge difference between it and the spirit group without entity.

He secretly swallowed his saliva and moved a little bit.But then I thought again, where in the world is such a big advantage, the stronger the opponent is, the more dangerous it is, I can't lose the big gain for a small gain, the loss outweighs the gain if I lose my life.

Lu Ziyi was extremely confident in his own strength, and now he was waiting for a response with a smile, and he was sure of winning.Unexpectedly, Ye Muchen was very cautious, and his behavior was self-defeating, which made Ye Muchen more determined to reject him.

"Sorry, I'm not very talented, I'm afraid I don't have the ability to control you, so I'd better find someone else."

Ye Muchen hurriedly dropped a sentence, Yu Jian flew away, leaving Lu Ziyi alone on the top of the mountain, dumbfounded by the cold wind...

One day later, Lu Ziyi, who refused to admit defeat, appeared in front of Ye Muchen's house again.

"Why do you still refuse to accept me as a spirit envoy after admitting my strength?" Lu Ziyi was very depressed, squatting in front of the door and complaining non-stop.

Ye Muchen's voice came from the window: "I want to ask, there are so many spirit masters in the spirit world, why do you insist on pestering me?"

"No reason, because my spiritual master can only be you." Lu Ziyi rested his chin, as if stating the facts, with a calm and sure tone.

"Really?" The window creaked open, Ye Muchen turned his face sideways, glanced over, and took a light look, "Then you just wait until the day when I really have the strength to take you back."

The daylight in the spiritual world is dim, but Ye Muchen's dark eyes are clear and bright.

Lu Ziye was taken aback for a moment, but was shocked by the indifferent glance of the 14-year-old boy. He smiled slightly and said, "Okay. I'll wait for you until that day."

Spring goes and autumn comes, and the cycle goes back and forth.When Ye Muchen practiced, Lu Ziyi was always by his side to guard him.

Every day that is repeated, it is customary to meet each other, and it is customary to let the other party follow behind.Going around for three springs and autumns, I grew eight inches taller, and cut my hair half an inch shorter. Everything seems to have not changed, but it seems to be changing.

The spirit tree in front of the house will bear heavy fruits every autumn. At this time, Ye Muchen will pick a few of the biggest and freshest ones and put them in a transparent spar container, imagining that some One day the master will come back after a long journey, and he must be very thirsty at that time, maybe he will sit on the chair in front of the table and can't wait to tell himself the experience of these years.

But every day, every year, until the snow falls, those fantasies never come true.

"Huh, it's really cold."

On this day, the wind was harsh and the sky was full of snow. Ye Muchen walked into the house with the chopped firewood, his head and shoulders were covered with a thin layer of snow.

Before he could sit by the fire to warm up, he saw an unexpected guest in the room.

A girl in yellow shirt rushed towards him anxiously, "Brother Ye!"

Ye Mu was taken aback for a moment, he recognized the girl.The adoptive daughter Yang Wanjun adopted a few years ago was only seven or eight years old when she was brought back to the spirit world, and now she has grown into a slim and beautiful girl.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

After the master left, Ye Muchen was entrusted to Yang Wanjun's care. Sometimes this girl would send some fruit and snacks instead of Yang Wanjun, but because of the difference between men and women, she never took the initiative to look for him, let alone enter the house to wait without authorization.

Seeing her rushing forward so anxiously, something must have happened and she lost her position for a while.

"Mother Yang, something happened to Mother Yang!" The girl in yellow shirt was so anxious that her eyes turned red, as if she was about to shed tears in the next moment.

Ye Muchen's heart skipped a beat. Although he wanted to know the situation urgently, he still kept calm and said, "Let's go now, and tell me what happened while we are on our way."

The girl in the yellow shirt nodded, and the two of them were ready to go out.

Lu Ziyi had been guarding near Ye Muchen's house all along, and when he saw him go out, the corner of his mouth twitched, but he soon realized that he was anxious and hurried, and immediately understood that something serious had happened.So he put away his playfulness and quietly followed.

The two rushed all the way to Yang Wanjun's residence, and Ye Muchen already knew a thing or two about the situation.

It turns out that the spirit envoy was transformed by an evil spirit. Although it can recover, its madness still exists. As time goes by, it will definitely go mad and hurt people.Yang Wanjun's spirit envoy has reached the final moment, and his madness is unstoppable, already posing a threat to the spirit master.

Ye Muchen knew that it was not a one-day event for a spirit envoy to go berserk, and it was absolutely impossible for Yang Wanjun not to have discovered it before.She must not be able to kill the killer, and this is where her life hangs by a thread.The girl in yellow probably came here to report the news while she was holding back the messenger.

Although Ye Muchen was anxious, he still felt that he would not fall into the worst situation, as long as he killed the evil spirit messenger, everything would be fine.

However, the moment he pushed open the door of Yang Wanjun's house, he realized how naive and ridiculous his previous thoughts were.

At that moment, his eyes hadn't adapted to the darkness yet, and he felt a hot liquid splashing on his cheeks, and his nostrils were filled with a strong smell of blood.A round object is thrown and rolls to the feet.

Ye Muchen didn't lower his head to look, but he heard the girl in the yellow shirt next to him scream sharply, which made his ears deaf.

All this happened so suddenly, Ye Muchen didn't even know the fear and sorrow, he just felt his mind went blank, his body was abnormally stiff, and he couldn't move a step.

Seeing a skinny hand that was as white as paper protruding from the darkness, and it was about to attack in an instant, Ye Muchen remained motionless, completely unable to react.

This time, if he is caught by the thin hand, his body will be torn apart, and his death will be horrific.At the critical moment, someone suddenly tightly covered his eyes from behind, wrapped his other arm around his waist, and quickly hugged him away.

The thin hand seized nothing, turned to attack the side, grabbed the girl in yellow shirt by the hair, the girl let out a shrill scream, and in a blink of an eye a big living person was dragged into the room.

In the darkness, the girl's throat seemed to be tightly blocked, and she was unable to make a sound, intermittently, hoarse and ugly.Her voice gradually weakened, and soon there was no movement.

There seemed to be bugs crawling in Ye Muchen's mind, his nerves were throbbing suddenly, his headache was unceasing, and his senses gradually recovered. He trembled all over at first, and then struggled crazily.The man hugged him tightly, letting his flailing fists land on him.

"Don't listen, don't look."

In just a few words, with a deep and gentle voice, Ye Muchen was stunned, all the strength in his body seemed to be pulled away, his throat sweetened, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

The person behind him knew that he had been stimulated, and in a panic, he shouted in a hurry: "Han Feng!"

Ye Muchen didn't know who he was calling, and didn't have time to think about it, so he swayed and spat out another mouthful of blood.

The man was completely panicked, grabbed his back and lifted his knees, stomped on his feet, and flew out in a hurry.

Ye Muchen was delirious, he just felt that someone was carefully putting him on the bed and covering him with a quilt.He seemed to have a high fever, his body was heavy, and his eyes were hot and painful. In a daze, he grabbed the man's wrist and desperately opened his bloodshot eyes. Regardless of whether he could see the other person's face clearly, his voice was weak but he gritted his teeth and said: " kill!"

Saying a single word seemed to exhaust all the strength in his body, and Ye Muchen immediately fainted and fell unconscious.

When I woke up again, it was already noon on the second day.Ye Muchen only wished that it was a nightmare, and everything would be normal when he woke up.

But when he woke up, he saw Lu Ziye sitting next to him with a serious expression and frowning.Ye Muchen immediately knew that this was reality, not a dream, and it was useless to escape.Yang Wanjun, Sister Yang, the only existence that could be regarded as a family member, left completely.

"Did you kill it?" This was Ye Muchen's first words when he woke up.His eyes were piercing and his face was icy cold, it was obvious that his youthful childishness had faded overnight.

Lu Ziye was silent for a long time, and finally nodded.

Ye Muchen felt relieved, as if he was about to fall asleep again, Lu Ziye hurriedly bent down nervously, checking his situation.Unexpectedly, Ye Muchen just closed his eyes and rested slightly tiredly, and a deep voice came from his mouth: "Be my emissary."

Lu Ziye was taken aback for a moment, and looked over in disbelief.But Ye Muchen opened his eyes, stared at the ceiling, and then said: "I want to leave here. I figured it out, what I need is not a home, but strength."

The flower fields in his memory, the smiles of his parents, everything was annihilated with the fire.Now the master's whereabouts are unknown again, and Yang Wanjun died tragically.All of this, in the final analysis, is due to lack of strength, and I am too weak, so I can't have anything for a long time.

"Okay." After a brief moment of daze, Lu Ziye quickly replied softly, "Of course I am willing."

Ye Muchen: "Even if I only use you as a weapon and only want to use you?"

Lu Ziyi: "Same."

It doesn't matter if you use it or treat it with sincerity.So far, Lu Ziyi finally became Ye Muchen's envoy.

Ye Muchen wants to ascend to the number one position in the spiritual world, and Lu Ziyi is his most powerful assistant.Stumbled along the way, saw the warmth and coldness of people, and was betrayed and attacked.In the end, Ye Muchen's goal is not just to become stronger, but to become stronger than anyone else.

Thus was born the legend of the spirit world.

The once-in-a-thousand-year-old proud son, he began to teach himself to raise spirits at the age of nine, subdued the mortal spirits at the age of 12, and subdued the evil spirits at the age of 20.There are countless spirit envoys under his name, and he has been brilliant throughout his life, and finally reached the top of the spiritual world.

To Ye Muchen, Lu Ziyi is the most perfect partner, but also the worst partner.

If Ye Muchen could have predicted what would happen that day, he might stab Lu Ziyi to death with a single sword, and he would never follow in Yang Wanjun's footsteps.

It's a pity that if it is always the if, there is no doubt that Lu Ziyi's spear stabbed Ye Muchen in the chest and took his life.

From then on, they turned against each other and became enemies, irreconcilable.

The author has something to say: the first volume is finally finished! !It's not easy... I should change my name to Guigui, my friends who are so slow in updating and still stick to me, I love you all!