MTL - When a Fanfic Protagonist Transmigrated into the Original Novel-Chapter 61

Teng Ruoyi was like a kite off the line. Long Sun Zijun couldn't hold her at all. Instead, she was dragged up the mountain.

The Lingxiao School enrolled students every few years, and this year's enrollment brought in hundreds of teenagers. The teenagers bustled around the gate of the Lingxiao School, and several disciples came out to introduce the teenagers into an empty flat.

Teng Ruoyi looked around curiously and couldn't help but curiously criticize people.

"That girl's clothes look so good."

"That boy is so young, can he come to seek advice when he is four or five?"

"Yeah, that boy is so pretty."

Suddenly, she put a face on her face and twisted her eyebrows: "Brother Zijun, look at it, those bad guys that day!"

Long Sun Zijun looked in the direction of her finger, and she really saw the guy who hit him in the market that day and did not speak badly. I did not expect that they would also come to participate in the selection of the Lingxiao School.

Those people happened to look at them, saw Chang Sun Jun and Teng Ruoyi, and immediately glared at them.

Teng Ruoyi whispered: "This place is not allowed to fight? Really want to teach them!"

Grandson Sun Zijun said busyly: "No."

Teng Ruoyi pouted his lips, and said in another serious way: "I'll just talk. Don't worry, I don't like fights," Adie said, teaching me to learn swords is to protect myself and protect friends, not bully others. "As long as they don't do it first, I won't fight with them."

Grandson Sun Zijun took it for granted, and said hum.

Teng Ruoyi laughed: "You always say very little. I asked A Niang, A Niang said it was because you were embarrassed to talk to the girl. Really? You don't seem to talk much to the boy. And I am not Ordinary girl, I am your sister. "

Long Sun Zijun laughed. He said little, but Teng Ruoyi said so much. He had to say a few more words: "Your father is right."

Teng Ruoyi was giggling with his helpless look. When she first came to a whole new world, she saw so many different people and different things, and she was so happy that she couldn't stop talking.

A moment later, a man wearing a Lingxiao school disciple with a goatee walked over, holding a dozen roster.

The evil head in charge rushed over immediately, shouting cheerfully: "Dad!"

Yi Xichen was surprised at the moment. Earlier I heard the little **** flaunting his father, and thought that it was a real person who is powerful. Dare to be a disciple, even if he is qualified to be in charge, he is a disciple. Look at the respect and cultivation. Nowhere to go. I don't know what the little king is so proud of! Never seen the world!

However, the elder grandson Zi Jun who is in this situation is not very comfortable.

The evil young stomped his feet and spoke a few words to his dad, and also pointed to the direction of Chang Sun Zijun. The enrollment disciple looked at Chang Sun Zi Jun and Teng Ruoyi, and his eyes were not friendly.

Teng Ruoyi also panicked: "Oh, how could this man be the bad guy's father? Is he responsible for recruiting us? It seems we are about to lose."

The grandson Sun Zijun was indifferent. He didn't have to go to the Lingxiao School: "Then lose."

For a moment, the disciples of the Lingxiao School shouted, "Stand up, line up, register your names, and test your roots."

When the grandson Sun Zijun heard the test Linggen, his anxiety increased. He held Teng Ruoyi's hand: "Let's go."

Teng Ruoyi held him back and pulled him into the line: "What are you doing here? Come here, try it, maybe the bad guy's father is not a bad guy!"

The disciples who maintain order have come to them, lined them up one by one, and said, "From now on, you are not allowed to speak, and you are asked to ask questions!"

Long Sun Zijun had to move forward with the team.

When he lined up, he was deep in thought, staring blankly at the front, and Yu Guang glanced at an elderly man in a green robe walking above the ground. .

Grandson Sun Zijun thought he was an elder of the Lingxiao School, and glanced back at him.

Yi Xichen was surprised: Hong Yi is real! How could Hongyi real people appear in the Lingxiao School? Did their origin happen at this time?

Grandson Sun Zijun was in front of Teng Ruoyi, and it wasn't long before he got his turn. The wicked dad looked up at him with a look of disdain and made it clear that he was not going to record him. He asked in a bad voice casually: "Name. Has Linggen tested it?"

Long Sun Zijun replied stiffly, "Long Sun Zijun, Tian Linggen."

The evil father dabbled with the pen and didn't even plan to write it down. He was preparing a nonsense reason to drive him away, but he stopped when he heard the three words of Tian Linggen.

"What are you talking about?" The evil father cried out, "Tian Ling Gen ?!"

People across the floor looked over!

"You, you, you put your hand on this!" The evil father pointed at a white stone and said, "Hurry up and try!"

Grandson Sun Zijun did as he said. In a moment, the white stone became transparent, and there was a golden-dan spot in the middle of the transparent stone.

There was a sound of air conditioning around.

The silence lasted for a long time, and the dad with little evil only found his emotions. The slowness of the talent was no longer, and he embarrassedly wrote the name of the grandson Sun Zijun: "You go and wait for it first." But you can borrow another 100,000 disciples who dare not abandon Tian Linggen.

After the grandson Sun Zijun, it was Teng Ruoyi.

The evil father asked, as usual, "Name! Has Linggen tested it?"

"Teng Ruoyi ..." She finished her name, but hesitated when she said Ling Gen.

"Not tested?"

Teng Ruoyi thought for a while, in a less certain tone: "Maybe ... Tian Linggen ..."

The audience was silent again.

"You ... Maybe?" Evil's father looked at her with an extremely skeptical look, and pushed the stone back into white, pushing it in front of her. "Put your hand on it and urge the spirit."

Teng Ruoyi put his hand on the stone, and after waiting for a while, the stone was still white and there was no change.

"You won't urge spiritual power?"

Teng Ruoyi looked blank. She is a pseudo spirit root, and her spiritual power is accumulated slowly, and the thin aura in her body is not enough to make this measuring stone sense.

The evil young father grabbed her by the wrist and tried her cultivation deeply. But he obviously couldn't try anything. After a moment, he had the confidence, and his expression became very funny: "Tian Linggen? Ha! You clearly are a pseudo spirit root!"

Teng Ruoyi looked at him dumbly: "Pseudo-pseudo-psychic roots?"

"It's ridiculous!" He finally found a chance, and stood up stupidly, pointing at Teng Ruoyi's nose and cursing, "Are you a false spirit root dare to come to my Lingxiao school to make trouble ?! You are such a talent, and want to ask for Tao Just dared to lie! What the Lingxiao School hated the most was a liar! You are ridiculous! Shameful! Damn! "

The audience was uproar again. The teenagers talked and pointed at Teng Ruoyi.

Long Sun Zijun stepped forward and was waiting to be stopped, but the Lingxiao faction disciples who maintained order held their shoulders. The disciple did not know whether it was kind or indifferent, and whispered, "Don't make trouble!"

Teng Ruoyi has never experienced such a scene. In the face of countless stunned eyes, her small face turned red: "I am not ..."

"What isn't it?" Evil's father pulled out her sabre around her waist and added a little aura. Then the sword flew out and turned back and forth a few times in the sky.

He mocked: "This is your sword. Have you ever seen that sword repair can be manipulated in this way?"

The grandson Sun Zijun could not bear it. He pushed away the Lingxiao disciples who restrained him, and jumped up, taking Teng Ruoyi's sword!

However, the wicked dad had poured qi on it. Although the sword was snatched by the grandson Zijun, the man flicked his finger slightly and heard only a loud bang, and her sword was broken!

The evil father continued to fall down: "You, a man full of lies and uncontrollable people, don't deserve to join my Lingxiao School! Don't even think about being a sword repairer, hurry up!"

Teng Ruoyi looked at the broken sword, his pupils contracted, his face was extremely ugly! From time to time, there were laughter in the crowd, each of which made her face whiter, and tears swirled in her eyes. She turned around sharply and rushed out of the mountain!

"Sister!" Long Sun Zijun was waiting to be chased, but was stopped by his disciples.

Yi Xichen looked really earnestly. When the wicked man so insulted Teng Ruoyi, there were still a few unscrupulous young disciples, but the Lingxiao disciples present were all as usual and extremely indifferent. They have been in the martial arts for a long time, and they see this example of humiliation due to poor talents as common and even regarded as common.

The disciples of Lingxiao who stopped the elder Sun Zijun said, "Don't be troubled. If you are out of here, you can't enter my Lingxiao again. Don't waste her opportunity."

This sentence seems to wake up the grandson Zijun!

He sighed angrily, holding Teng Ruoyi's broken sword in his hand, and turned back and hacked at the dad with little evil!

The man was startled, jumped from his chair, and panicked back. Long Sun Zijun was quick and forced him in front of him. Although he was old, he missed the opportunity because he was unprepared. At this moment, he hurriedly wanted to draw a sword. Go out and fall to the ground!

When he tried to get up again, the blade of the broken sword was already on his neck!

The man looked panicked. Unexpectedly, a teenager could have such a skill, his neck was sore, and he didn't dare to move anymore.

There was a sound of drawing swords all around.

The grandson Sun Zijun didn't look back, just staring at this man.

The evil father trembled, "You, you are crazy! You still want to enter my Lingxiao ..."

"This kind of disgusting martial art," Chang Sunzi Jun intercepted his words and hated, "I will never step in again in my life!"

He didn't hurt the killer, he just yanked the man's sword and fold it **** his knee!

The knee pain came, and at the same time, a crisp sound sounded, and the sword was also folded in half by him!

He lost the sword in disgust, and got up and chased after Teng Ruoyi left!

How could those Lingxiao disciples connive at his troubles, and the sound of footsteps behind him was chaotic. Someone seemed to be chasing him, but he heard an energetic "Don't chase", I don't know who was in charge. With no intention of paying attention, he ran down Lingxiao Mountain all the way.

Teng Ruoyi received a lot of excitement, and after a while he ran out of sight. Long grandson Zi Jun came out of the gate, but no one was seen. She was expected to go home and ran towards her house.

However, he didn't run too far, and saw a flying sword coming from the sky. An elderly man in Tsing Yi fell in front of him, blocking his way. It was then that Hong Yi was standing above the ground.

The grandson Sun Zijun is only a man who is also a Lingxiao faction. He is disgusted, and said coldly, "Get away."

Hong Yi really did not think that he was embarrassed, and laughed: "It is really a good child with a red heart. My name is Hong Yi, but he is an elder of the Hongmeng school."

Grandson Sun Zijun froze. Hongmeng? Isn't this person a Lingxiao?

Hong Yi really said: "Lingxiao sent an elder to be my friend. I came to visit my friend. I happened to meet the new disciples in the trial today. The famous disciples are extremely inappropriate in speaking and acting. If I am in the Hongmeng School, I will not tolerate them, but here is the Lingxiao School.

He also said, "But then I saw the girl crying and left, and I saw that you folded the sword for her, and I knew I was wrong. I should not be allowed to have such a thing in my eyes when I was falsely called a real person. It ’s happening below. Those who cultivate the world can martial arts, but not good and evil. "

The grandson Sun Zijun heard him inexplicably expressing his feelings, only thinking about Teng Ruoyi's where he went, and when he was about to leave, he listened to Hong Yi's truth: "I am not to my little friend and my sister, so my sister does not know now I'd like to ask the friends to tell me where they are. The Lingxiao faction is so ... I'm not in a position to say anything, but if the friends and the sister Ling can come to my Hongmeng without regard to their past suspicions, I will meet each other and give them. "

At this moment, the grandson Sun Zijun hated the Lingxiao faction, and even he did not like the Hongmeng faction. He responded in a perfunctory manner and continued to run around Hong Yizheng.

The real Hong Yi shouted behind him: "If there is something for the little friend, just come to Hongmeng to find me!"

Long Sun Zijun was anxious to find Teng Ruoyi's trace.

No.

No.

No!

He didn't know how many miles he had run, but he couldn't find the trace of Teng Ruoyi.

"Sister! Where are you!" He shouted dumbly, "Teng Ruoyi!"

After a long time, he finally saw a familiar goose yellow figure by a stream. He breathed a sigh of relief and immediately stepped forward: "Sister."

Teng Ruoyi turned his back to him, heard his cry, and slowly turned his head.

Long grandson Jun stunned.

Teng Ruoyi's face was full of tears, her eyes were swollen like walnuts, and she was embarrassed, pathetic, and ugly. He had never seen such a disheartened Teng Ruoyi.

He didn't know what to say for a moment, took the broken sword he had picked up, and handed it to Teng Ruoyi, took her hand and whispered, "Let's go back."

But the next moment, Teng Ruoyi shook off his hand, and the blade of the broken sword pointed at him.

"Long Sun Zijun, are you better than me?" She asked. But she quickly gave the answer herself, "I don't believe it!"

The grandson Sun Zijun was only surprised for a moment and soon calmed down. He said, "Go back."

"Go back? Where to go ?!" Teng Ruoyi shouted, "Draw a sword! Come and compete with me! You can't be better than me! Impossible !!!"

The elder grandson watched the broken sword with certainty. He said, "Why?"

She has said clearly that the use of swords is to protect herself and protect friends, then now, why point the sword at him?

Teng Ruoyi gritted his teeth and didn't answer his why, he attacked directly!

"Drawing a sword!" She waved her hand to break the blade like a madman. "Long Sun Zijun, drawing a sword! Fight with me !!!"

Long Sun Zijun avoided her sword and stepped back.

The light and shadow of the broken blade danced in front of his eyes, just like his current mood, messy and terrible! Did he do something wrong? What should he do? Why did this happen!

He had thought about what would happen if Teng Ruoyi realized that she was not as powerful as she thought. But he hadn't worried about it. Teng Ruoyi was very strong, but she wasn't vulnerable, so she could carry him to the mountain and bruise herself, but didn't add any more injuries to him. Such a girl is clever and thorough. What really disturbed him was Teng Ruoyi's desire to protect him, which made him worry that Teng Ruoyi would be injured one day for this.

But why did this happen!

Teng Ruoyi cut off a piece of long Sun Zijun's horn. The grandson Sun Zijun refused to pull the sword, so she forced his sword to come out!

"You dare not! You are a coward! So you are never as good as me!"

The blood swelled on Chang Sunzi Jun's chest, he pulled out his sword suddenly, and opened the broken sword in Teng Ruoyi's hand. He finally stopped restraining himself, and exerted his best to welcome Teng Ruoyi!

Teng Ruoyi was pale and panic, and quickly attacked Sun Zijun's sword. However, the offensive and defensive situation has been reversed. As soon as the long Sun Zijun's sword came out of the sheath, she was immediately forced to retreat!

Ping!

The two swords collided, Teng Ruoyi was almost shaken by the huge force, but she held it tightly, the tiger's mouth cracked, and blood remained along the white skin. She doesn't let go!

Grandson Sun Zijun showed no mercy, and hit her sword again!

There was another loud noise, the blade shone out the fire!

The back of Teng Ruoyi's hands was full of blood, but she held the sword in both hands, and she would not let it go!

Long Sun Zijun slashed out with a sword, pierced her heart, but stopped abruptly when she was still two inches away. The broken sword in Teng Ruoyi's hands was far from long enough to be a grandson. She has lost.

The grandson Sun Zijun was a little tired and whispered: "The world is very big ..." Before he finished speaking, his eyes widened sharply, and he quickly pulled the sword back!

Teng Ruoyi was so desperate that he ran into his sword and had to fight against him!

Obviously the victory has been divided, but she has to decide again! She refuses to lose!

Teng Ruoyi's face was full of tears. She waved her sword like a madman and shouted, "You can't beat me! You can't beat me !! You can never beat me !!!"

The grandson Sun Zijun retreated again and again.

Teng Ruoyi's broken sword stabbed his shoulder!

He did not avoid, and that sword did not stab deeper. Blood poured from the shoulders, dripping down the broken sword.

Teng Ruoyi shook terribly, and trembled, "I won."

Grandson Sun Zijun didn't speak.

Teng Ruoyi closed his sword and shouted, "Go! Go as far as possible! Don't let me see you again!"

Long Sun Zijun did not roll.

She turned away and walked two steps away. Her body was soft and passed out in the grass.

Grandson Sun Zijun stepped forward to pick her up and walked towards the hill where she lived.

Teng Ruoyi was fainted for three days. Three days later, when Yuan Ying was feeding her with healing elixir, she finally woke up.

When Sun Zijun and Teng Tie arrived at the door of the room, they saw Teng Ruoyi crying in Yuan Ying's arms. However, when she looked up and saw her grandson Zijun, she immediately stopped crying and went to touch the sword: "Why are you still here ?! Didn't I tell you to roll!"

Yuan Ying frowned: "Ruoyi ..."

"Ruoyi!" Teng Tie rushed up and squeezed Teng Ruoyi's sleeve, revealing a mark of a black six-pointed star on her hand, "What is this ?! Who did you meet outside the mountain?"

Teng Ruoyi yanked his hand back, looking alert. Her own broken sword was taken away by Teng Tie, and she reached out and took out the sabre around Teng Tie's waist and pointed to the grandson Zijun!

She snapped, "Don't you understand people ?!"

"Ruoyi!" Her parents simultaneously rebuked.

Teng Tie wanted to regain the sword, Teng Ruoyi jumped off the bed and shook him, the sword in his hand still pointed at Changzi Jun unswervingly.

Teng Tie simply did not win the sword, stepped in front of Chang Sun Zijun, Ren Teng Ruoyi's sword pointed at him. He whispered, "If you are wearing clothes, how can you be like this?"

Yuan Ying also cried so hard that she said nothing: "What the **** happened to you? Tell me, you tell us."

The blood on Teng Ruoyi's face suddenly faded, as if she had experienced something very painful, grabbing her heart and slowly squatting down, her whole body trembling.

Her parents were busy going to lift her up.

Teng Ruoyi recovered his strength, shoved Teng Tie and Yuan Ying away, stared at Sun Zijun, and trembled, "Okay, okay. You all do this! He won't go, I'll go!"

Grandson Sun Zijun said nothing, but blocked her way. Even if she draws his sword again, he will not retreat.

"Why are you doing this?" Yuan Ying said, "If we did something wrong, you can say it. Please, Ruoyi."

Teng Ruoyi's body stiffened for a moment and broke out: "Okay! I said! Haven't you done anything wrong ?! You lie to me, hide me, lie to me! Treat me like a fool! What heavenly root! Do you know how many people I have laughed at ?! "she said," I would rather not have parents like you !!! "

"Slap!" Teng Tie slapped her face on her face.

She covered her face for a moment and turned and rushed down the mountain.

Long Sun Zijun chased after her and took her arm.

"I can go. I can let you win." He said, "But Teng Ruoyi, not everyone in the world will let you."

Teng Ruoyi did not answer his words. She fell backwards and lost consciousness again.

They carried Teng Ruoyi back to the room, rolled up her sleeves, and saw that the mark of the black six-pointed star was flashing. Teng Tie wanted to wipe the mark with her hands, but her face changed greatly: "Magic Qi ... if there is magic on the clothes! She went into magic!"

Yuan Ying quickly put all the elixir of refreshing qi into Teng Ruoyi's mouth, but it had no effect.

Long Sun Zijun was at a loss. This was the first time he had seen the mark, and he didn't know what it meant or who it was. He only knew that Teng Ruoyi had become abnormal.

Teng Tie and Yuan Ying sighed in sighs, one crying and swollen eyes. Teng Ruoyi lay there pale, all lifeless.

"I know an expert, his real name is Hong Yizheng!" Said the grandson Zijun, "he is from Hongmeng! I will take Ruoyi to find him!"

Teng Tie and Yuan Ying looked at him in surprise. They had all heard of Hong Yi's real name, at this time the tight look finally relaxed a little.

"Okay, okay!" Teng Tiedao, "Mr. Hong Yi! He is powerful, he must have a way to save Ruoyi! We will go now!"

They simply packed their bags, picked up the unconscious Teng Ruoyi, and immediately set off towards Hongmeng.

However, only Teng Tie can guard the sword among them, Teng Tie cannot lead the sword. From their residence to the Hongmeng School, it's hard to say that they have to go for a month.

They hurried away day and night.

Teng Ruoyi has been in a coma along the way. She occasionally woke up, but screamed in horror, waving her arms and feet, as if to drive something. But when she asked, she didn't answer, and soon she fell into a coma again.

When they approached a small town, Teng Tie and Yuan Ying stayed beside the fainting Teng Ruoyi, and grandson Sun Jun entered the city to buy medicine. Along the way, Yuan Ying has been refining elixir for Teng Ruoyi, hoping to suppress her magic, and she has run out of medicinal materials that she brought along halfway.

Grandson Sun Zijun hurriedly bought the medicinal materials, and hurriedly returned to the wooden house where the Teng family lived, but saw the door open.

Bloody breath came.

Long Sun Zijun was so nervous that he rushed into the room!

Teng Ruoyi held his father's sword in his hand, holding his father sword by sword. Teng Tie had already lost his breath, but Teng Ruoyi insisted on stabbing holes after holes in his body. Yuan Ying's body also fell tragically.

At this moment, Teng Ruoyi was covered with blood, and his clothes were already so blood-stained that he could not see his true colors.

"Teng Ruoyi!" The long grandson Jun drank violently and rushed forward to seize the sword!

Teng Ruoyi turned abruptly, pointed his sword at the long grandson, "Go!"

There was blood on her face and she couldn't see her expression.

Long Sun Zijun pulled his sword out of his head and pointed at the person in front of him. His hand was shaking: "You are not Teng Ruoyi! Who are you!"

The girl suddenly laughed like a silver bell: "I'm Ruoyi, it's your sister, don't you know me?" That being said, the sword in her hand was unwilling to let go, and pierced Chang Zijun My heart!

The two exited the cabin and fought on the open ground!

Teng Ruoyi was stiff, as if being manipulated by a thread. The grandson Sun Zijun wanted to fly the sword in her hand again and again, but the sword seemed to be in her palm, standing still.

Long Sun Zijun's sword stopped again in front of Teng Ruoyi's heart. The distance this time was only half an inch. Kill this lunatic? But his hands were shaking so badly that he couldn't enter the sword again.

"Why ..." he said astringently. "Why?"

However, the **** Teng Ruoyi suddenly reached out and grabbed his sword. The grandson Sun Zijun thought she was going to win the sword and was about to draw it back, but saw Teng Ruoyi struggling to twist her body, as if fighting with an invisible thing. For a moment, she regained control of her body, Came over with the sword!

puff!

The sword pierced her heart!

The grandson Sun Zijun was stiff and could not move.

"Let's go ..." Teng Ruoyi whispered softly, two lines of blood and tears rolled down from her eyes, "Please, go away."

A few months ago, she said, please, don't go. Now, she said, please, hurry up.

Sun Zijun's mood fluctuated violently, and he almost vomited blood!

A ray of black gas slowly overflowed from Teng Ruo's eyebrows, and actually struck between his grandson Jun Jun's eyebrows. Then, he went in unobstructed!

The world in front of me is suddenly dark!

Yi Xichen's state of mind fluctuated with the grandson of Long Sun Zijun. When his consciousness fell into a strange peace and darkness, he was surprised and confused. Did he come out from the sea of ​​long-term grandson Zi Jun? If so, why can't he hear anything and see nothing?

What is it here?

I don't know how long it has been before, the world before us is bright again.

The scenery around him quickly reversed. He walked through the small bushes and jumped over the thin mountain stream.

Is this still the memory of Long Sun Zijun? Which paragraph is it again?

The runner looked down at the road, and Yu Guang swept to the hem of the clothes, a goose-yellow shirt, and a pair of embroidered shoes on his feet.

"Ah!" She couldn't help exclaiming because she was tripped over by a tree root.

Yi Xichen was shocked: This is Teng Ruoyi's voice! It is Teng Ruoyi's memory! He entered Teng Ruoyi's knowledge of the sea? !! How is this possible? Didn't Teng Ruoyi die when his grandson was young?

The protagonist of memory ran and glanced back, and there was Lingxiao Mountain behind him.

Yi Xichen was surprised. But gradually, he understood: He was still in the sea of ​​Chang Sun Zijun's knowledge. When Teng Ruoyi died, her magical energy entered Chang Sun Zijun's body, so it was Chang Sun Zijun who saw Teng Ruoyi passing He only saw them together.

At this moment, it was apparent that Teng Ruoyi ran away after the Lingxiao faction was insulted.

"Hate, hate, hate!" Teng Ruoyi kicked the stone next to his foot, "how could I be so bad!"

Her running pace slowly slowed down.

Yi Xichen heard her voice, and the girl was in a bad mood at the moment.

"Dad is right, Damonism really has a lot of bad people."

"Am I a pseudo spirit root? Brother Zijun is Tian Linggen? He looks very powerful. Everyone just looked at him strangely."

"Well, that guy is really good or bad. He actually folded my sword, but it was my father who hit me with his own hands! Go home and let my father give me a new one ..."

Yi Xichen was surprised. What he saw in the memory of Long Sun Zijun was that Teng Ruoyi went crazy as soon as he came out of Lingxiao Mountain. But now I heard Teng Ruoyi's voice. When she first came out of the mountain, she was really aggrieved and angry, but she didn't run far, and her mood was not too bad.

After a while, Teng Ruoyi stopped walking. She looked back at Lingxiao Mountain as if waiting for something.

"I just ran like this, will Zijun's brother follow me?"

"Why hasn't he caught up yet?"

"He wouldn't really plan to stay with that Lingxiao faction? The people there really hate it!"

"Well ... forget it, let me go back first. Brother Zijun will come home and look for me if he comes out."

Yi Xichen wanted to shout: No! Don't go! He only took a moment to **** the broken sword for you, and he came right away! It must be you who went wrong!

Unfortunately, Teng Ruoyi could not hear his shout, turned around and ran towards the road home. She was a bit heavy at first, but she was cheerful and humming in a minor moment. She doesn't really think she is invincible, she just likes to be stubborn. So the word of the wicked was left behind by her in a moment.

I do not know how far she ran, she came to a stream, but saw a person standing by her back with her back. She looked at the man curiously, and was about to get around, and the man suddenly turned around.

Yi Xichen had already guessed what would happen, but he was still sinking. It's that devil!

When Teng Ruoyi saw the black-eyed weird man, he immediately put on a guard posture: "It's you again! Who are you?"

Fragmentary memories flashed. It turned out that Teng Ruoyi had seen the demon several times, but the devil had been standing in the dark and smiling at her. This was the first time he had stood in front of her and talked to her.

The devil opened her hoarse throat and asked her, "Do you hate it?"

Teng Ruoyi looked at him somehow: "Who hate you?"

"Hate everyone in this world."

Teng Ruoyi rolled his eyes, lowered his head and rolled up his trousers, preparing to cross the stream in front of him. Suddenly, her heart was dragged by an invisible force, and she suddenly became weak and fell to her knees, panting, holding her heart.

"They lied to you." The devil said, "Your parents and grandson Zijun. He is so powerful, but he has been lying to you to protect him, and he treats you like a fool."

Teng Ruoyi gasped, refuting: "He, where did you lie to me! I said, I want to protect him! It's not him, begging me to protect him! Ade, A Niang, in their hearts, I am The best! "

The devil froze for a while, and laughed.

"You're obviously a waste," the demon said. "They coaxed you, cheated you, and made you lose your face today ..."

"You are waste!" Teng Ruoyi sang, and flung at the demon head! She didn't have a sword around, so she took off her scabbard and smashed at the devil's head. The devil's head retreated freely, avoiding all her attacks.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

The devil was laughing all the time, and Teng Ruoyi was upset and angrily: "Who the **** are you ?!"

The devil's head burst into black gas, channeling into Teng Ruo's brows.

In an instant, Teng Tie and Yuan Ying shed blood in front of her.

"Ah!" Teng Ruoyi screamed, "Dad! Mother!"

She closed her eyes and didn't want to look, and covered her ears, but didn't want to listen, but the picture penetrated directly into her mind, and she couldn't avoid it. She tried to resist, but the more she resisted, the tighter she was bound by the power of the demon. Gradually, she could not tell what was reality and what was illusory. She had tears on her face and couldn't cry.

"Don't ..."

The power of the demon has stopped.

"You are a demon!" Teng Ruoyi called. "What the **** do you want to do?"

"I was hurt. In order to restore strength, I need a sacrifice." The demon said, "I want a person with a spiritual root, that would be my best sacrifice."

Teng Ruoyi's heart trembled: It turned out that he came to his grandson Zijun!

But she blurted out: "I'm Tian Linggen!"

"Oh? Really?" The devil continued to make an unpleasant laughter in his husky voice. "As far as I know, your brother's eldest son, Sun Zijun, is Tian Linggen."

Teng Ruoyi had a chance and grabbed the scabbard toward the devil's heart! But the weapon in her hand had not touched the body of the demon's head, and the tragic pictures appeared before her again. She screamed and lost her scabbard.

"I am also Tian Linggen! When I was testing just now, I didn't want to enter the Lingxiao School. I did it on purpose! I'm better than him!"

"Really?" The demon said. "If you are also the spiritual root, then between the two of you, I only need a sacrifice, and the stronger one is fine."

"It's me! It's me!"

"Then prove it to me."

The devil disappeared, she turned around and saw the grandson Zijun ran over with her broken sword.

That is, from this moment, every word she said was not true.

"Long Sun Zijun, draw a sword! Fight with me !!!" No, don't draw a sword, quickly give up!

"You dare not! You are a coward! So you are never as good as me!" Don't fight back! No!

When Long Sun Zijun's sword was pointed at her heart, she was panicked. Do n’t do this, no, do n’t you keep asking me why? You cannot win!

So she rushed up against the sword, her vision was blurred by tears, and she slashed until she broke the sword into the shoulder of Chang Zijun.

"I won." I was so scared.

"Go! Go as far as you can! Don't let me see you again!" Hurry!

Long Sun Zijun carried her back to the mountain, and one night she woke up. Teng Tie fell asleep on the bedside of his bed. She felt a pain in her arm, rolled her sleeves for a look, and by the faint moonlight, she found that there was a black six-pointed star mark on it.

When she raised her head, she saw the demon standing behind Teng Tie, and the black hand was doing a movement to pinch Tie Tie's neck.

"Don't!" She said, "what have you got on my arm? Am I already your offering?"

"You can say that. I lent you my strength. If you regret it, you can get this to the grandson of Sun Zijun. Then you will be relieved."

"I won't!" She gritted her teeth. "I make your sacrifice, and you let go of my family."

"I don't kill them. Such mortals are not worthy of my own hands." The demon's head showed that disgusting smile again, and then disappeared.

When she woke up again, it was Yuan Ying's worried face that caught her eyes. She threw herself into her mother's arms and cried. She wanted to say I'm sorry. I was treated as a sacrifice. I may not be able to stay with you in the future. She looked up and saw her grandson Zijun again.

"Why are you still here ?! Didn't I tell you to get out!" Why didn't you run away?

"Okay, okay. You all do this! He won't go, I'll go!" I go, I don't want to drag you down.

"I would rather not have parents like you !!" So, please be my daughter without me!

But on the last day, she took control and stabbed the sword into Teng Tie and Yuan Ying's bodies. Her consciousness is sober, but she cannot control her body.

Why hasn't she died yet? Why wasn't her consciousness swallowed up? Why let her witness this despair?

Save me, who will save me! Kill me!

When the long Sun Zijun's sword stopped at her heart, her last desire finally broke out, grabbing the blade of the sword, and plunging into her heart.

"Please, hurry up." I can't lift the sword, don't let me protect myself. please……

"Ah !!!" Yi Xichen heard the scream of heartbreak.

despair. He didn't know if the despair was his own, or his grandson, or Teng Ruoyi.

Darkness struck again, and when the light repeated, he returned to the sea of ​​knowledge of Chang Sun Zijun and saw the sword in Chang Sun Zijun's hand penetrate the body of the demon head.

The devil had a disgusting smile on his face. He said, "Long Sun Zijun, do you know who you are?"

Grandson Sun Zijun didn't want to listen to him, let alone talk to him, he pulled out his sword fiercely.

The devil's head fell down, and the black eyes did not close.

Long Sun Zijun stepped forward and examined the body. It was indeed a corpse, with no trace of breath. He reached out and closed those black eyes. Not to make him stare, but he didn't want to see these disgusting eyes anymore.

No, this devil is not dead yet! Yi Xichen thought, this is just one! He is not dead yet!

Stars move, time flies, countless pictures flash before him.

Yi Xichen finally bounced out of the sea of ​​long-term grandson Zi Jun!

He opened his eyes and the first sentence: "I see, your demon is the despair of that girl!"

Second sentence: "Kill him!" 2k novel reading network