After I cheated to die, I met the demon king who tried to die for love

Xing Lin glanced over, and the voice in his heart called out again.

On their side, the wandering corpses in Wangyue Grotto were stiff or hunched, standing silently at the gate of Yufang Palace, all of their faces were dead or murderous, and their faces were numb, like hell. In the world.

Behind the middle of hell are nine disciples of the immortal sect. They are bright-colored. The not tall Gui Geer is sideways, guarding beside the bunch of white grasshoppers. He is young and immature, with dark eyes.

In front of them were Tianzhu and Xinglin surrounded by them. Standing behind Tianzhu, Xinglin was half covered. He looked at the people in front of him and immediately searched for his father, Yu Shangqing.

Sure enough, his father stood side by side with Guimeng Daoist, Zhu Ruoyin was beside him, Hu Desheng, the head of Zhenjiu Sect, and Guan Yuntian, the head of Zijiguan, stood far away, their faces were very different Reluctance and worry.

What kind of situation is this? He glanced back roughly, and found that his father Yu Shangqing was usually friends with sects and loose cultivators, and some of them were friends between Zhu Ruoyin and Guimeng Daoist.

And when these people looked at him, they were obviously pleased and relieved, while the heads of Hu Desheng and Guan Yuntian were full of vigilance. Xing Lin suddenly remembered that what he met outside Yufang Palace that day seemed to be Zhen Jiu. Disciple of the door...

There was a thread in his heart.

The disciples of the Zhenjiu Gate should have reported the matter of bumping into themselves to the Twelve Sect Leaders that day. Sect Leaders Hu Desheng and Sect Leader Guan Yuntian thought about it, and became suspicious of themselves. People would never agree with the suspicion of Hu and Guan, and it is probably here that they have a disagreement.

Hu Desheng, Yuntian and others thought that they might have betrayed Xianmen, and together with Mozun defrauded the tripod of heaven and earth.But the father didn't think so, maybe he believed that he was coerced by the Demon Lord, or something happened.No matter what the two sides think, they both issued a decree to call the immortal sects from all over the world to gather here. Hu Desheng, Guan Yuntian and others were mostly for self-protection, while his father and others were for saving themselves. Naturally, there were several disciples of the immortal sect behind him .

Therefore, father and others insisted on attacking Yufang Mountain, and Hu Desheng and Guan Yuntian threatened to come.

Seeing how powerful and respectful Father and the others looked at death, it can be seen that they still believed in their own news. They thought that they had little chance of winning, but they had to fight to the death.

And Tianzhu here...

If the immortals fight desperately, with their simple and direct temperament, they may fight calmly even if they are destined to die.

For a moment, Xing Lin's heart seemed to be pinched and clenched tightly by someone. He looked at the murderous immortal gate in front of him, and his eyes flickered to the profile of the person in front of him.

As his eyes flickered, his eyelashes trembled with his breathing.

His heartbeat was so loud and piercing that he could barely hear the outside world.

The real Guimeng on the opposite side seemed to be speaking in this direction, but he couldn't hear a word. He saw that the real Guimeng was talking, and someone behind him raised his sword high, and seemed to be emotional, and began to curse.

Then the man holding the sword came out cursing and suddenly more and more people came out, Guimeng and his father couldn't stop him, he came straight to the person in front of him.

However, it was still close to the person in front of him. Behind Xing Lin, a boy in black suddenly turned over and jumped out. juvenile.

The black-clothed boy was of course Brother Gui. He was no match for the two of them. He took a few steps back, leaned on a silver halberd, and wiped something from the corner of his mouth.

The red figure was Zhu Ruoyin, she supported her fellow disciple who was holding a sword, pointed at Brother Gui and yelled at him, Brother Gui smiled sinisterly, as if retorting, the two sides gradually quarreled.

Xing Lin stared blankly at the gradually chaotic situation, and the person in front of him looked back slightly.

Tianzhu asked lightly, as light as a mosquito: "Are you afraid?"

Xing Lin looked at half of his face with trembling eyelashes, and said, "I'm afraid."

Tiantou paused, once he fought, he would be defeated. Xing Lin is a disciple of the Immortal Sect, and neither side will embarrass him...

A word stuck in his throat, he swallowed it, and then came up again, and finally asked: "...What are you afraid of?"

Xing Lin smiled at him, but he couldn't tell what it was like. At this moment, he suddenly said something he didn't want to do, leaned forward slightly, and said, "Have you ever wondered, I never asked you why you came back from the dead .”

Tian Zhu turned his face sideways, couldn't hold back, and finally glanced at him, "Why?"

How could there be no doubts, but he didn't ask, he didn't ask, he turned this thought into a deep resentment in the middle of the night, buried it in the deepest part, and swallowed it together with countless unwillingness, indignation, and bitterness.

Xing Lin's lips moved, and he said softly: "You live well, I will tell you next time."

Tiantou paused, and he turned around abruptly, the four eyes met, and his eyes flickered and flickered.

Amidst the scolding one after another, in the tense confrontation, in the imminent battle between immortals and demons, only Tianzhu's heartbeat was deafening, and his voice trembled slightly, "You..."

You are afraid of my death...

Why are you afraid of my death...

you……

His mind was so confused that he forgot the question—why he never asked why he came back from the dead.

Xing Lin Subai put his finger on his lips, hissed, and whispered: "Promise me..."

Before Tianzhu could speak, Hu Desheng and Guan Yuntian, who were watching with their hands behind their backs, couldn't help but join in the scolding battle between Brother Guier and Zhu Ruoyin.

One of the two is reckless and loyal, the other has a blind eye, they were forced to go up the mountain, but when they saw the people from Wangyue Cave, they got angry as soon as they said it, and before Guimeng and others made a move, he wished to fuck the guy first.

The field gradually lost control, Yu Shangqing's expression was not good at the moment, he signaled to Xing Lin as soon as he came, Xing Lin seemed to have never heard of it, but instead whispered to Mozun, very ambiguous, could it be that Hu Desheng guessed right...

On the field, Hu Desheng and Wangyueku could be said to have been enemies for generations, and the more they cursed, the more fierce they were, and they suddenly drew their swords.He didn't care about the immortal hostages in Wangyue Cave.

Brother Guier is by no means the opponent of Hu Guanzhu and the three of them, Tianzhu couldn't help but make a move, just before the blood spattered five steps, Xing Lin suddenly turned sideways.

The crowd was provoked by Hu, Guan, Zhu and others on the field, and they pressed their swords in their hands. It was the moment when the crowd was indignant, and saw Xing Lin being captured by Tiantou in front of him, holding the sword tightly in one hand, pressing it against Xing Lin's neck, and Xing Lin pressed his hand in panic.

Tianzhu kept quick glances at Xinglin, what does he mean?

Xing Lin pretended to be flustered on the face, but pressed himself with all his hands, and whispered to himself: "You know what to do... to live."

Tianzhu paused for a while, took a deep breath, raised his head, and said loudly to Xianmen: "Stop, if you don't want to collect his body."

Hu Desheng couldn't stop the ruthlessness in his eyes, and pointed his sword at Mozun, "If you want to kill, kill it, our disciples of the Immortal Sect are not afraid of death! The nine behind you can be killed as you like."

He shouted: "Hu Zhengru! Are you afraid of death!"

Hu Zhengru behind him shouted loudly, "Don't be afraid!"

Hu Desheng shouted: "If I let this devil go to save you today, this devil will definitely harm Xianmen again. If you live today, you may not live until tomorrow."

Hu Zhengru said loudly: "Father, you don't need to say too much, I know!"

He is righteous, and the twelve masters behind him are not cowards, but at this moment, they are either fathers or teachers, how can it be easy to say such words?

Zhu Ruoyin's lips trembled, but he didn't say anything, Yu Shangqing was even more speechless, Guimeng Daoist looked at his most beloved disciple Gan Dihua, and was also speechless.

The siege of the Devil's Nest by the crowd, arguing beforehand, and the sudden incident was just a forced conquest amid fear and fear. When they encountered a decision, they couldn't help feeling panic.

But in this panic, no one in Xianmen took a step back.

Directly in front of them, Tianzhu was condescending, the tip of the sword pressed tightly against Xing Lin's skin, and then slowly pierced in visible to the naked eye, leaving a drop of bright red.

Xing Lin's hands trembled slightly, as if trying to push away.

Like a fish waiting for him, he leaned back his soft neck, and shouted softly: "It hurts...don't..."

Yu Shangqing's hands trembled uncontrollably, and the phrase "don't be afraid" squeezed his throat sorely that he couldn't say it.

"Shut up, you are a disciple of the Immortal Sect, you have a bit of backbone, and you are like a girl, making people laugh!" Before Yu Shangqing could speak, Hu Desheng scolded him loudly.

Guimeng Daoist behind him was silent, and after hearing this, he said quietly, "Anyone can say this, but Master Hu shouldn't say that."

He took a deep breath and said slowly: "Back then, your son Zhengru was imprisoned in the corpse raising array. If Xing Lin hadn't risked his life to release him, I don't know if he would have survived until tomorrow. Anyway, he would never have survived." Live to this day. Head Hu, you have been questioning me for many years because of this matter, and blamed me for not telling you who saved your son's life, and now I will tell you, it was him."

He looked at the young man under the snow blade, his old eyes met Shang Xinglin's weak but clear gaze, and he couldn't help feeling slightly guilty.

Hu Desheng and Hu Zhengru in the distance stopped listening to each other. The captured disciples on the stage and the many immortal disciples in the audience couldn't help looking at each other and whispering privately. It was a big event for Hu Zhengru to be rescued back then. He has always been a hero of the immortal sect. , the hero who rescued the hero, was once hotly discussed and regarded as a legend.

He just didn't expect that it was the well-known trash of the Dongshan School who lived in chaos.

Oh, it’s not trash, he’s still a lamp keeper, enduring humiliation and bearing heavy burdens to lurk in the devil’s lair, without him, with the raging power of the devil’s lair back then, everyone present wouldn’t be able to survive today.

In this way, not only is Hu Desheng not qualified to reprimand him, everyone present owes him.

Everyone fell silent, only Xing Lin was left moaning lightly, "Help...it hurts..."

The tip of the sword pierced deeper and deeper, and his hands seemed to tremble even more.

Xing Lin held down the sword-holding hand of Tianzhu, frost was hanging on his indifferent face, and he was extremely gloomy, "If you don't want him to die, back away!"

The disciples did not dare to move, and the twelve sect masters looked at each other in blank dismay.

Still Guimeng Daoist said: "We admire the high level of cultivation of the Demon Venerable, and there are hostages in hand, we can't please, we know this."

He said again: "However, we have many people, and if we fight to the death today, I'm afraid the Demon Venerable won't be able to please him."

While he was talking, Yu Shang asked Xing Lin with his eyes early in the morning, where is the tripod of heaven and earth?

Xing Lin frowned slightly and shook his head slightly.Very ashamed.

True Guimeng has a clear mind, so he naturally saw it.

Before he could finish his sentence, Tiantou picked up the conversation, "Then let's take a step back, today you won't hurt me, I won't hurt you, everyone will survive."

Zhu Ruoyin muttered in a low voice, "Let you run away, and come back another day to harm us one by one. Wouldn't it be better if a bamboo forest was broken one by one?"

Tianzhu paused, "Why should I harm you? If you don't offend me, I won't offend you."

Zhu Ruoyin was still muttering, "Who would believe what you say..."

Before she finished speaking, Guimeng Daoist immediately interrupted her, and said loudly: "Then we each swear, as long as you don't harm the innocent, our fairy sect will never take the initiative to attack."

Tian threw money and said, "If people don't come to attack me, I will never attack first."

"Okay, everyone draws the southeast coast as a boundary, and they don't invade each other."

Guimeng Daoist chased after him and said: "Then please put down the butcher knife now and let my innocent disciples go."

After a while, he turned his gaze and looked at the person in his arms.