I teamed up with my nemesis after rebirth

The three formations in the Cultivation Realm are all manned, Lian Jinghong and Shen Pingfeng are in charge of Jingting Island nearby, Ming Fangxue and Ling Cang are rushing to help Beihai, and the rest of them have rushed to the city of Yunzhou.

The master of the Chonghua sect took over the defense of the falling water, while the master Liufang and Xie Qiao floated inside the ice wall, with the huge waves in sight.

"Fellow Taoists, the disaster of falling into the water endangers the two places, and it cannot be solved by me alone. I hope that everyone will put aside their previous suspicions in this difficult time, work together, and work together in the same boat." Lu Yinshuang looked around and spoke in a steady and majestic tone, as if he was about to go deep. Falling into the water ruined the chances of winning the general team, "Time is running out, so I won't say much."

There were demon cultivators from the Sinking Realm present. They had more or less heard the rumors about Lu Yinshuang, but they couldn't help admiring and honoring the unshakable emperor at the moment.

"He Feiyang, my subordinate, will see Emperor Zun, and hope that Emperor Zun's flag will arrive and return safely!" An excited Linyuan palace gatekeeper knelt on one knee above the flying sword to salute, and wished loudly.

"Subordinate Lei Xiao sees Emperor Zun..."

"Subordinate Ji Pianran..."

"Junyao of Shihuamen has seen the emperor of Linyuan Palace!"

For a while, voices of congratulations were endless, but all demon cultivators, no matter their sect, knelt down and worshiped Lu Yinshuang. People in the realm of cultivation could not help being touched, and some people followed suit, sincerely hoping that Lu Yinshuang was safe and well.

Lu Yinshuang's mood moved slightly. These people didn't kneel because of his tyrannical rumors, but really regarded him as a respectable emperor worthy of admiration and follow.

He looked towards the distant sea, but didn't find Chang Jingyu's figure. After taking a deep breath, he turned around resolutely, crossed the ice wall and said in a deep voice, "Let's start."

Xie Qiao squatted down and caressed Fei Lu's slender neck, stepped away in the air, and said softly to Fei Lu: "It's too dangerous to fall into the water, you go to the other side of the wall and wait, good boy."

Feilu let out a mournful cry as if she was reluctant to give up, but she could only stay away from the falling water vortex under Xie Qiao's determination.

"Success or failure depends on one move." Master Liufang stepped on a pool of golden lotus and jumped into the distance, rushing into the thick black cloud brought by the falling water, and the beam of light from the array smashed down, suppressing the surging tide to silence.

Surrounded by flowing purple flames, Xie Qiao resisted trembling and took a step, teleported to the edge of the beam of light, carved runes in the soft light-colored light, and opened a path directly to the falling water.

Lu Yinshuang's jade slips flickered, and messages came from each of the five formations.

"There is only a moment. Seize the opportunity." Xie Qiao reminded Lu Yinshuang that he was also forcing himself to persevere.

"Wait for me to come back." Lu Yinshuang's eyes were piercing, and he charged his sword into the beam of light.

Like lying on the lush grass, the tentacles are irregularly smooth and soft. Lu Yinshuang's eyes are covered with pure white, and his vision gradually recovered after a while. He raised his hand and clenched it, feeling some kind of power surrounding him , if you look carefully, you can find the incantations that appear faintly.

He is in the beam of light, and the white below is also without any other color. These whites form a space channel that cuts through the falling water, like a door leading to the netherworld, showing the purest side, tempting people to enter, but not allowed. way home.

With a thought in Lu Yinshuang's mind, Ying Zan held it back in his hand. He relaxed his body and allowed himself to keep falling, falling. The silent road seemed to be only for a moment, and it was extremely long. He didn't come back to his senses until the surroundings were soaked in darkness again. Come.

"Is this... Murong Yi's work?" Lu Yinshuang floated at the end of the passage, the darkness was like an endless cosmic void, a separate circular space floated, as if from ancient times to eternity, the moment he was watched, suddenly Explode a brilliant star.

Lu Yinshuang also had to admit that he was shocked by what he saw in front of him, with chaotic and orderly lights and shadows reflected in his eyes, he slowly raised Yingzhang, and pointed across the sword, injecting more than half of the spiritual power into it, the silver electric light was shining on the sword Jumping upwards, the extremely cold sword energy went straight to the main formation.

There was no sound from the shattered formation without barrier protection, and Lu Yinshuang suddenly fell into pitch blackness where he couldn't see his fingers. He couldn't hear the explosion, but the spiritual power of the impact was like ripples on the surface of the water, and there was nowhere to dodge, and his ears were filled with noisy boiling sounds , like his violent heartbeat and rushing blood.

Lu Yinshuang kept coughing, his mouth was full of rust, he felt pain, but he couldn't even feel it in the dark, so he could only rely on his intuition to turn around and walk towards the passage where he came, the sticky coldness was like countless squirming The maggots crowded towards him from all directions, the chill pierced his bones, and even his thoughts could freeze.

"Is this the true face of falling into the water?" Lu Yinshuang moved Yingzhang with difficulty. When he was about to lose consciousness, a spot of light finally appeared in front of his eyes. As the light became brighter, his outline gradually became clearer. The amulet's runes were so pale that they almost disappeared, and the black mist clasped him tightly like overlapping and twisted hands, unwilling to let him go... Those were countless resentful souls who had died in the sea since Falling Water existed in the Cangmin Realm .

As soon as he touched the pure white passageway, a cracked crack climbed up the light wall, and scattered spots of light flew out, like a galaxy flickering in the sky under the swallowed black.

Lu Yinshuang saw the blood splattered on his chest through the light, wiped the corner of his mouth, the warm and sticky feeling was still there, he tried to float to the end of the passage, the black mist behind him chased after him, and the passage in front continued to crack .

He finally unavoidably felt a trace of fear, his speed was getting slower and slower, and the exit was out of reach. It seemed that he was so desperate only when he was trapped in the burning Linyuan Palace in his previous life.

He was afraid that news of Emperor Zun's death and falling into the water would come from the sinking state, Xie Qiao would blame himself and regret when he saw the empty throne, and he was afraid that Chang Jingyu would really commit suicide by falling into the water. The young man should have done something.

He couldn't die calmly at all.

"Give me a little more time, I can't die..." Lu Yinshuang forced his strength to slash behind him, freezing ice steps on both sides of the fragmented passage, stepping on the ice surface to use his strength to turn around, reaching out his hand in vain to grab the only hope.

With a click of the channel, it collapsed and annihilated like shattered colored glass.

On the falling water, the sudden fluctuation of spiritual power was hard to guard against, and the turbulent water flow suddenly became active, cracking the ice wall.

The master of Chonghua sect turned pale, he hastily increased his spiritual power to stabilize the line of defense, master Liufang was in the center of the beam of light, unable to avoid the explosion of the main formation, immediately spit vermilion at the mouth, the space channel was so fragile that it was crumbling.

Xie Qiao was also severely injured, his underwear was soaked in cold sweat, and he was so dizzy that he could barely see the formation in front of him.

"Thank you, Lord, hold on!" Master Liufang's gentle yet strong voice came, at the moment when the passage ended, she directly cut open her wrist with her slender nails and sprinkled blood, and rebuilt the formation regardless of the cost.

Even with desperate support, the space channel is still cracking, and Master Liufang and Xie Qiao feel sad. A quarter of an hour has passed, and the dark clouds covering the sky are dissipating, revealing the clear sky.

Blood dripped from Xie Qiao's lips, he gritted his teeth and said firmly, "I, Xie Qiao, only recognize him as the emperor in this life."

The shadow on the falling water was fading rapidly, and the eyes were sore from the sting of the light. Just as the beam of light was about to disappear, three Mahayana sword qi came from the air, turning into the purest spiritual power to fill the formation.

The beam of light returned to the light and stopped for a while. Chang Jingyu came from afar with his sword and jumped into the beam of light without hesitation. A hanging boat that flashed several times and rushed to the water followed closely behind, also continuing the passage with mellow spiritual power .

Xie Qiao looked up in surprise, the three familiar faces on the hanging boat were Ye Chen and Ling Xuhui and Ling Hongni, and the other person stepped on the bow of the boat, who seemed to be a person in the world of exile.

As the falling water gradually receded, the sect master of Chonghua rushed to maintain the passage first, and the demon cultivators and immortal cultivators who still had strength also climbed over the ice wall to transfer their spiritual power to the formation.

The fragments of the light wall turned into steaming smoke, Lu Yinshuang closed his eyes, but he still failed to reach the finish line, and was dragged into the abyss by the falling water irresistibly.

However, a hand grabbed him, warm, and contained extremely stubborn and stubborn power, and pulled him up from the falling water.

Lu Yinshuang looked forward in astonishment, the passageway was pieced together again, and the figure was blurred in the light, which still made him feel helpless and indulgent.

"Senior, I have come to live and die with you." Chang Jingyu's voice with a smile spread out vaguely.

"... Nonsense." Lu Yinshuang couldn't control his smile. He felt that he might be a little carried away, but there was no one else here. Can't lift a finger.

Chang Jingyu wanted to hug him, but Lu Yinshuang compromised and said, "Help me up, the emperor of Linyuan Palace must not lose his composure."

"That's right, senior can only lose his composure in front of me." Chang Jingyu helped him up meaningfully, putting his arms on his shoulders.

"A lesson for the junior's gaffe?" Lu Yinshuang squinted at Chang Jingyu, with a relaxed tone. He thought he didn't know the word gaffe, and at the same time thought about leaving here casually, so that he could fulfill his promise and take Chang Jingyu with him. go home.

When the two people who supported them left the end of the light, the sound of congratulations no less than waves came again.

Xie Qiao breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the dissipated beam of light, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he fell down.

The falling water around him has not completely receded. No one guessed that Master Xie of Linyuan Palace would fall due to fear of heights and exhaustion. No one noticed him. When he was about to fall into the falling water, Xie Qiao instinctively opened his eyes. I remembered that when I fell off the cliff, there was a bottomless hell below.

Xie Qiao raised his hand to touch the ring he was wearing, and shouted hoarsely: "Pingfeng!"

The crisp cracking sound of the Pikong Stone sounded, and the things in front of Xie Qiao's eyes turned over. He felt that he had been snatched by someone, and then fell into the embrace of a simple book.

He knew that Shen Pingfeng would definitely catch him.

"The subordinate is here." Shen Pingfeng firmly hugged the trembling Xie Qiao, her gentle voice was enough to calm any uneasiness.

"Shen Huwei." Xie Qiao grabbed his lapel, suddenly understood something, and said with a smile: "You caught my heart."

……

Sinking Realm, Linyuan Palace.

Lu Yinshuang sat in the study room full of pen and ink, and seriously finished a bowl of bitter soup.

There are official documents waiting for his signature and seal on the case, and the meeting and dinner with the leaders of various sects in the Cultivation Realm has been scheduled for next month. He silently thought about how much he could push Xie Qiao, but two soft knocks on the door brought him back to reality .

Chang Jingyu handed over a stack of letters for him, bending over to arrange the papers neatly with a somewhat steady and reliable demeanor.

"Senior, although I live in Linyuan Palace, I always feel that something is missing." Chang Jingyu said thoughtfully.

"I understand. You want to move your household registration to Yexue City. Then go to the office at the outer gate of Taixi Street to line up tomorrow and follow the rules." Lu Yinshuang leaned back, holding two fingers Yin Xi looked at Chang Jingyu solemnly.

The window was opened too wide, and there was a sudden gust of wind in the courtyard. The spar lamp on his desk probably had a bad connection, and it flickered on and off in the quiet cold night of Linyuan Palace.

"That's for tomorrow, I want something else now." Chang Jingyu looked away and patted it to stop, the warm yellow halo slowly extinguished, leaving only the comfortable rustling wind, he bent down and bowed his head Kissed down.

A crystal frost flower fell down and stopped by the window sill, the blue and purple night sky of Linyuan Palace was full of stars, Lu Yinshuang suddenly felt a little leisurely, he wanted to go out with Chang Jingyu, stepping on the undulating orange candlelight in the courtyard , leaving two sets of footprints on the snow, wanting to show him the faint fragrance standing proudly on the Chaolu Cliff and the endless lights of Ye Xuecheng.

They can usher in the dawn in the realm of self-cultivation on a new boat with wine and hidden knives, and let Chang Jingyu be a guide to his heart's content, introducing the flowers in the realm of self-cultivation.

At a certain moment, he also wanted to stop time for a while. It was this tolerant world that gave him a completely different reunion with Chang Jingyu, so he could also tolerate Chang Jingyu for a moment and let his youthful impulsiveness and frivolity go.

Chang Jingyu raised his head slightly to test Lu Yinshuang's attitude, and saw Lu Yinshuang smiled at him slightly.

"what do you want?"

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