Villain: The memory is exposed, and the heroine risked her life to accompany her

Lin Chuxue opened her eyes sadly, and looked at Lin Feng lying on the ground in the picture.

Bai's bloodless lips moved, after all, they had no strength to open them, no strength to speak.

The words stuck in her throat seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and she couldn't swallow them, let alone say them.

"Fairy Fuyao, are you okay, you..."

Li Haoran was very sorry. He said that Lin Chuxue had the Qingdi Longevity Body, and he just wanted to help Lin Chuxue face Lin Feng who had sacrificed too much.

In his opinion, that is not a very difficult thing, as long as you have the courage to do it, you can definitely do it.

However, he overestimated Lin Chuxue's resilience and underestimated the complexity of Lin Chuxue's intertwined emotions.

He played off.

Not only did he fail to help Lin Chuxue dispel the inner demons, but instead caused Lin Chuxue's realm to plummet, from the Mahayana realm where he could touch the Dao, to the alchemy realm.

Seeing Lin Chuxue staring blankly at the picture, Li Haoran took out a storage ring full of natural treasures, put it gently in Lin Chuxue's hand, and helped Lin Chuxue hold the ring tightly.

Li Haoran has a profound fortune, and his luck is arbitrary forever.

None of the treasures of heaven, material and earth contained in that ring were ordinary items, enough for Lin Chuxue to return to the Mahayana realm.

'Hey, I don't know if you can get out of this level and use them, but don't worry, I will do whatever I should. If I didn't talk too much, you wouldn't be what you are now. '

Li Haoran secretly sighed, retreated behind Lin Chuxue, and silently protected her.

Brother Haoran is an upright person, but he is not stupid.

He knew that Lin Chuxue, whose realm had fallen at this time, had become a lump of fat in the eyes of the majority of monks.

With Lin Chuxue's current strength, it is impossible to protect the inheritance of Fuyao Xianzong, let alone her own sister who is the emperor's own sister, with top-notch appearance and figure.

Cough!

Li Haoran coughed twice, and released his breath by the way, shocking Xiaoxiao.

Seeing that Lin Chuxue, whose strength had plummeted, was protected by Li Haoran, and some monks who coveted Lin Chuxue's beauty and coveted the inheritance of Fuyao Xianzong, helplessly withdrew their gazes.

9527 glanced at Li Haoran gratefully, and then wanted to stand beside Li Haoran.

After walking two steps, 9527 felt that something was wrong, so he took a position, and stood obliquely behind Li Haoran, one left and one back protecting Lin Chuxue.

Tiangong Commander Xiao Yu looked at Lin Chuxue with a sad face, and secretly sighed, "Oh, what a crime." '

Afterwards, he easily walked to Quicksand, and released Quicksand from the amber.

As soon as the quicksand comes out, the little mouth is ready to breathe fire.

Xiao Yu hurriedly covered Quicksand's mouth.

"Don't say a few words! Can you? Huh? It's cool to be sealed in amber, isn't it? You like it so much?"

"Is it okay to bear it? When you look at the Emperor of Heaven outside, you can at least roll your eyes. What can you do in the amber? It is your extravagant wish to change your posture to see the Emperor of Heaven!"

"The Heavenly Emperor is [-]% dead. Every glance you see of him may be the last one you will see. Can you cherish it?"

"Ah! You are a dog! You bite me!"

Xiao Yu pulled his hand back, and Quicksand spit on Xiao Yu's face with a disgusted face.

not angry!not angry!Who told you, Jin-Woo, that he is a dog licker!
Xiao Yu rubbed his face, then walked behind Quicksand like revenge, picked up Quicksand and put it on a broken stone pillar in the ruins of Tiangong.

Quicksand, who couldn't move, froze for a moment, and gave up the idea of ​​rolling down the stone pillar after a while.

Because, from this angle, she can see Lin Feng more clearly.

Ever since, Quicksand stopped moving, and locked his eyes on Lin Feng in the picture.

Feeling relieved, Xiao Yu first pursed his lips, then smacked his mouth again, and finally sat beside the broken stone pillar, accompanied by quicksand.

On the ruins of the Tiangong, a group of monks were stunned by the scene of Lin Chuxue spitting out blood. At this moment, some of them calmed down.

A female cultivator covered her mouth and said: "The inner demon is really terrifying! To let someone like Fairy Fuyao fall directly to the realm of alchemy."

The female nun said with emotion: "She, that is a shame in her heart. If you were her, your result may not be better than her. After all, the Emperor of Heaven in his youth was so kind to Fairy Fuyao. That kind of kindness Even if the grown-up Heavenly Emperor destroys Fairy Fuyao's cultivation and robs her of her bloodline power, there is no way to get rid of it."

Bai Wuxia glanced at Lin Chuxue, and the corner of her mouth twitched, with inexplicable resentment born from the bottom of her heart.

Logically speaking, Bai Wuxia, who hated Lin Feng, should have been Lin Chuxue's natural ally.

The harder Lin Chuxue treats Lin Feng, the happier she should be for Bai Wuxia.

But when Bai Wuxia saw Lin Feng's devotion to Lin Chuxue through Lin Feng's past.

The jealousy that she couldn't tell where it came from distorted her recognition of Lin Chuxue's behavior.

Then, when the fact that Lin Chuxue possessed the Qingdi Longevity Body was made public, when the inheritance method of the Qingdi Longevity Body was exposed.

The crazily growing jealousy and some kind of inexplicable emotion made Bai Wuxia even more provocative and almost drew his sword to chop Lin Chuxue.

"In order to save you, Lin Feng burned his soul and gave up his body. No matter how damned he is, you, Lin Chuxue, don't have the right to do anything to him!"

"How dare you, how could you treat him like this!"

Bai Wuxia suppressed her anger and closed her eyes, but after a while, she opened them again.

Of course, she didn't open her eyes to kill someone, she looked at Lin Feng, the young Lin Feng.

Jian Shui'er, the Empress of Great Yan, also had a hard time getting over it.

Jian Shui'er also has a brother, and in Jian Shui'er's memory, her brother is also very kind to her.

Fortunately, when she was a child, Jian Shui'er talked about her brother all day long.

So much so that after leaving home, when she met Lin Feng, whose temperament was somewhat similar to that of her brother, she would inexplicably feel cordial.

But at this moment, after seeing Lin Feng's past.

Jian Shui'er, who unconsciously compared her brother with Lin Feng, couldn't help but feel a little sour.

"If I have such a brother, even if he kills the world, I will follow him without hesitation! I swear!"

It's not just Jian Shui'er, there are too many monks on the ruins of Tiangong who are uneasy.

In order to inherit the Qing Emperor's long-lived body, he had to cut himself 49 times, and then take out his heart, during which he had to be unwilling.

This kind of inheritance method, just listening to it, is enough to make the majority of monks present shudder.

However, the Emperor of Heaven in his youth did it.

When Xiaolin Chuxue entered Fuyao Immortal Sect, she possessed the Qingdi Longevity Body, and became a genius disciple who was highly valued by everyone in Fuyao Immortal Sect.

"Hey, the young Heavenly Emperor is so special... Hey, what a crime!"

"According to the age at which Fairy Fuyao worshiped Fuyao Immortal Sect, the day when the Heavenly Emperor passed on her Qing Emperor's Longevity Body is probably coming soon."

"Yeah, I remember that Fairy Fuyao was just ten years old at that time. If you calculate it this way, the Heavenly Emperor passed the Qingdi Longevity Body to Fairy Fuyao during those eight years."

"Huh? Another eight years? Wait that long?"

A monk said with a face full of disappointment, the heart of chasing the drama was unbearable.

The people around him looked at him angrily and amusedly, "Li Haoran will definitely move forward, he is not in a hurry to find Tianmen, why are you so anxious, just worry about it."

After guarding Lin Chuxue for a long time, Li Haoran felt that he couldn't let Lin Chuxue continue watching like this.

Looking further down, maybe the Dao heart will collapse again.

He walked to Lin Chuxue's side, and just about to suggest fast forward, he heard a faint sound, which bounced from Lin Chuxue's throat.

That voice sounded like an unfinished 'brother'.

In the picture, Xiaolin Chuxue is holding tightly the puppet that Lin Feng carved for her, and with tears all over her face, she staggers towards the scorched body that fell on the ground.

When he was about to get closer, Xiaolin Chuxue stopped suddenly.

The small, round body trembled.

Tears are like pearls with a broken thread, dripping down.

Xiaolin Chuxue opened her mouth, her tongue touched the palate, her breath rose from her abdominal cavity, vibrating her vocal cords, but she couldn't make a sound.

She didn't dare to shout, she didn't dare to confirm that the scorched body that fell on the ground was the cauldron that she had promised to 'break through' with her.

da da da da...

The sound of small footsteps gradually approached, and Xiaolin Chuxue approached Lin Feng cautiously.

She was afraid that if she made a big move, she would hurt her brother.

One step, two steps... seven steps.

Xiaolin Chuxue came to Lin Feng's side, she held the puppet that Lin Feng carved for her with one hand, and slowly stretched out the other hand towards Lin Feng's face.

Xiaolin Chuxue's breathing was heavy with the suppressed crying, and tears flowed patter.

Just when the round little hand was about to touch Lin Feng's scorched face.

Lin Feng spoke, his voice was weak;
"Guoguo, don't touch it, it's hot."

The sound was very low, as low as the wind blown by ants.

However, Xiao Lin Chuxue heard such a small voice.

She cried out with a "wow", stretched her little hands forward, and stepped back.

"Cauldron! (Brother!)" Outside the screen, Lin Chuxue yelled in a low voice with great difficulty.

"Cauldron! What's wrong with you, talk, what's wrong with you (brother, me, me...)"

The three words 'I was wrong' got stuck in my throat and I couldn't pronounce them.

Scenes of Fuyao Xianzong flashed in Lin Chuxue's mind, and she was almost out of breath.

At this moment, these pictures could no longer support Lin Chuxue to continue to resent Lin Feng.

Without the solidarity of righteousness, without the blessing of justice, without the praise and reverence of monks all over the world.

Zongmen's enmity, his own hatred, can't offset Lin Feng's kindness to her at all.

However, just like this, Lin Chuxue gave up revenge for the sect and revenge for her master.

Lin Chuxue also couldn't do it.

She was caught in a dilemma again.

She couldn't speak, let alone say 'brother, I was wrong. '

Just three words, just like that.

It was blocked until the sun was setting in the picture, and it was blocked until Lin Feng struggled to get up from the ground.

The black ashes fell off, and Lin Feng took the covering clothes handed over by passers-by, and put them on with a rustle.

Xiaolin Chuxue looked at Lin Feng with tears in her eyes, and hugged the puppet tightly in her arms.

A passer-by said: "Young man, you should leave quickly. The Blood Refining Sect is not easy to mess with. If you kill their people, they will come to trouble you sooner or later."

Blood Refining Sect... After remembering the name, Lin Feng hummed, and took Xiao Lin Chuxue's hand before leaving.

The passerby's eyelids moved, and his conscience realized that he couldn't hold back the urge to talk too much after all.

"Hey, boy, if I'm not mistaken, what your sister is holding is a piece of building wood. You'd better let her keep the puppet with you, or the people from the Blood Refining Sect will find her, After all, without the unique breath-covering ability of that thing, your sister's strong bloodline power cannot be concealed."

Lin Feng suddenly turned his head and looked at passers-by with a surprised face.

"Who are you? You, you have to do it, why do you remind me."

"I, I am, hey, don't ask, just do it."

When the voice fell to the ground, the unknown passerby disappeared without a trace.

Outside the screen, Lin Chuxue's time seemed to be frozen, she opened her mouth in a daze, and the words of passers-by kept echoing in her mind!

Build wooden puppets!

Breath cover!

Blood Refining Sect!

In an instant, the details of the Fuyao Xianzong tragedy directly appeared in Lin Chuxue's mind.

She recalled that on the day when the incident happened, she happened to be at the back of the sect, accepting the last trial that the successor of the sect must go through.

Knock your heart out!
It is precisely because of this trial that the puppet that has accompanied Lin Chuxue for countless years and has long been the anchor of her emotions was put away by the elders of the sect.

"You'd better let her keep that puppet on her body, otherwise the people from the Blood Refining Sect will find her."

The words of the unknown passer-by resounded in Lin Chuxue's heart, and they became half of the thread emerging from the messy ball of thread.

In an instant, an unknown passer-by reminded him that the blood training circle and the Fuyao Xianzong bloody case were directly linked together.

Thinking back to the blood refining formation that appeared in Fuyao Xianzong that day, it was exactly the same as in Taoyuan.

A conjecture that overturned all of Lin Chuxue's cognition, smashed into the lake of her heart with a bang, creating huge ripples circle after circle.

Complicated and unspeakable emotions were recorded on Lin Chuxue's face one after another, and after a series of changes, they finally settled on a mixture of remorse and guilt.

"It turns out that it wasn't my brother who killed my sect, but the group of people who destroyed Taoyuan. My brother came to see me that day to recharge the Jianmu puppet."

"It turns out that I, who accepted the sect's trial without a puppet, was the fuse that caused Fuyao Xianzong to be wiped out!"

"It turns out that the power of the blood in my body was not taken away by my brother. What my brother took out from my body at that time was the refining power of the blood refining circle!"

Lin Chuxue said to herself in great sorrow, tears dripping from the corners of her eyes unstoppably.

In his mind, the image of Lin Feng beheading her master Ye Qingge floated up.

Lin Chuxue noticed a detail that she had never noticed before, that is, when her master died, she had a smile on her face, a very relieved smile.

High and high...

An extremely miserable cry sounded above the ruins of the Tiangong.

At this moment, Lin Chuxue has completely lost the air of clamoring to wipe out Lin Feng's remnant soul not long ago!

Apart from remorse, what remained on her face was remorse!
"Brother! I was wrong! I know I was wrong!"

"Brother! You come back! You come back..."