After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 296|The hero is back!

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The innocent young master Xiao Boyang's face turned red and white, then white and red again, and he frowned: "This...isn't this incest?"

It is indeed □□, even for the Demon Realm, it is incest.

Recalling the scene he just saw in that illusion, Lu Pihan paused imperceptibly.

Qi Feidao asked in surprise: "How did you find this flaw, fellow Daoist Lu?"

Lu Bihan said calmly: "After walking through the eighteen levels of hell, take a beast cart to go there. The last stop is the paradise."

Qiao Wan was slightly startled.

So after Pei Chunzheng and his father Pei Min plotted and exiled him to Wuyou City, he relied on his secret and indescribable love for his sister to survive the torture of the eighteenth level of hell?

So, the "warmth" that supported him through hundreds of years of pain was also retained in this mustard space in the form of a "flaw".

This... this is really shocking.

However, this fellow Daoist Lu has already figured out the way forward for them, so what they have to do next will be much clearer.

That is, after walking through the eighteen levels of hell, go to that piece of pure land together, break through this flaw, and jump out of this small space.

Qi Feidao raised his eyes: "Then... let's go?"

After the wheel passed by, the five people quickly jumped off and ran wildly.

As a result, while in the "Black Rope Hell", Qiao Wan met a boy and girl who looked very familiar but couldn't name him!

As soon as the "girl" saw her, she was stunned, and she pounced on her: "Brother Cixian!!"

"I heard from Uncle Li before that you are not dead, that's great, 嘤嘤嘤qaq!!"

Qiao Wan pushed the girl away from him with a confused expression, and asked respectfully: "This fellow Taoist, who are you?"

Then when he saw the girl's face, he was shocked again, but politeness did not allow him to show any surprise, so he could only press it down.

Seeing the polite look of the girl in pink clothes, the coquettish and coquettish Wang Ruyi burst into tears immediately.

"Really, I really forgot. I didn't believe it when Uncle Li said it."

"I am Ruyi!" He pulled the disfigured and disabled young man behind him again, "This is Yu Xingzhi."

"We stayed together in the ghost market before. Hey, come up."

The young man glanced at Qiao Wan awkwardly, his face slightly twisted, "I'll go by myself!!"

Over the past few years, Wang Ruyi has been staying with Yu Xingzhi.

The boy also grew up a lot after the war started, mainly because some things forced him to grow up.

Yu Xingzhi pursed his lips and his eyes flashed slightly.

Not long after the war, Shandao Academy was completely wiped out, leaving him alone.

When thinking of that scene, Yu Xingzhi's throat felt as if it had been burned by fire and he was speechless.

Elder Lu died in front of Shan Chang's grave. On a rainy day, he was killed by the green-eyed young monk with a calm expression. The night rain was like a waterfall, but it could not wash away the blood in the academy.

Yu Xingzhi is still gloomy, but the little zombie who has been following him has indeed alleviated a lot of the hatred in his heart. If it weren't for Wang Ruyi, he might have gone directly to the Demon Realm to seek revenge on the evil Buddha. , and then the lunch goes smoothly.

He did think so until he was woken up by Ma Huaizhen's scolding, so the young man wiped the blood from his face silently and chose to join the army, under the leadership of Buping Academy.

In other words, he switched to Buping Academy.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven... everyone is here, but I don’t know how the new God of War of the Demon Realm, Su Rui, will react when he sees that they treat this place as a training dungeon.

Ma Huaizhen, who was outside, was not in a relaxed mood. On the one hand, he had to keep a close eye on Su Rui, and on the other hand, he had to pay attention to the movements of several naughty children in this eighteenth level of hell.

The man waved lightly and fell directly onto a snow-white hill! !

The man sat quietly in the wind and snow, with the hills floating high in the air above his head. The hills overturned, and the white snow fell down, revealing the brown rock face.

The master of Kunshan's Advent Hall was like a dim black dot in the wind and snow, with a cold light in his eyes and a slight movement of his fingers.

The wind and snow wrapped around the hills, hitting the man like a cannonball!

Four ounces can make a thousand pounds, this is what Ma Huaizhen learned after he was crippled, he casually broke off his arms and legs, abandoned the knife and followed the law, and realized how to pick up objects from the air with one hand.

Theoretically, everything can be transferred, including mountains and seas. In fact, the subtle spiritual threads are attached to the surface of objects and are used as weapons to smash them out.

Moving mountains and seas, this is what a true monk is capable of.

In the past few years, Su Rui and Ma Huaizhen had clashed with each other many times, but this was the first time they had faced each other head-on on the battlefield. Even he was slightly stunned.

The man turned his spear around and commented calmly: "Master Ma is indeed the best Dharma cultivator in the world."

The man said calmly: "Fellow Daoist Su is worthy of being the new God of War in the Demon Realm."

Then, there was a silent confrontation across the wind and snow.

During this confrontation, Ma Huaizhen silently passed a secret message to Li Pan.

"Master Miaofa, what's going on?"

"It's out." Li Pan replied in a deep voice, "I asked Zheng Wenliang and Lu Yao to invite them. I guess they will get them now."

Master Miaofa has left seclusion?

Ma Huaizhen frowned and thought deeply, but he couldn't say how happy he was.

The opponent came out early this time. It stands to reason that Lord Miaofa should be the last trump card of the Cultivation Alliance after the old monster Shiyuan comes out. Doesn’t it mean that the old monster Shiyuan will come out sooner or later? Coming out too?

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Eighteen levels of hell.

Qiao Wan and others trudged hard through these eighteen levels of hell. Not only Xiao Boyang realized it, but also Fang Lingqing realized it, senior brother realized it, and even Wang Ruyi and Yu Xingzhi later also realized it! !

Only Qiao Wan, his mind was still blank.

Throwing these messy thoughts to the back of his mind, when the beast carriage stopped at the last stop, everyone got out of the carriage.

I saw the colorful clouds in the sky, such as beautiful flowers, exotic flowers and plants on the ground, and the gurgling streams.

And in the middle of the grass, sat a gentle and beautiful girl, holding a little boy carved in pink and jade in her arms. It was undoubtedly the young Pei Chunzheng.

The girl was talking and laughing with the maid.

This secret is the former Su Mansion, with rockeries, terraces and pavilions, laughter and people coming and going.

A family reunion.

Qiao Wan paused, then followed closely, and saw the love that the demon war **** could not express in words.

Actually, this is a very simple story.

The boy fell in love with his own sister, and when he fell in love with his own sister, he looked up and smiled.

But the young demon general was stubborn and rigid, and he felt that he was simply unforgivable.

But when he saw Su Xuezhi running towards him, her slightly raised skirt revealing her slender snow-white ankles, his throat froze slightly and he looked away.

"Brother!"

Suri paused and touched his sister's head: "Snow Lion, be good."

Holding a helmet in his hand and wearing a heavy, blood-stained battle armor, he walked into the study without saying a word.

On the battlefield, he was fighting with the enemy, and when the hot blood was splashed on his chest, all he could think about was the girl's smile.

This belief supported him to survive again and again, but after returning in triumph, he did not dare to look into his sister's eyes. He could only walk in a hurry, with a stern face, and turned around to leave. As he walked, the heavy armor It pressed against the young man's thin back, making a clanging sound.

Later, Xue Shier fell in love with Pei Min and insisted on marrying him.

Su Rui was slightly stunned. He had never quite understood how he felt about Xue Shier. He had always thought that he was too possessive as an older brother. But it was not until this moment that he suddenly understood that he had feelings for his family. The girl had some unexplainable thoughts.

The young man tried his best to show a gentle and soothing smile on his cold face, patted his sister on the head, and said in a steady voice, like a promise: "Okay, big brother will help you."

Xue Shier did not live happily after marrying Pei Min.

But the young man was busy fighting in the north and south, and did not have time to check on her situation. He only stood quietly at the door of Pei's house after each triumphant return, bringing her some candies that she liked to eat when she was a child. Or standing silently in front of her yard all night before going off to war.

Later, his family lost to Pei Min, and he was also exiled to Wuyou City.

Su Rui thought that Xue Shier must blame herself and feel guilty.

But he doesn't actually blame him.

His feelings are so shocking that he just wants to suppress them and be a good brother to Xue Shier.

When the news of Xue Shier's death came, he was in Wuyou City and was driven through the sea of ​​fire by the jailer.

The young man was naked, his back bent low, and he moved forward step by step.

The young general who had received an iron-blooded education since childhood and had always been tough finally shed tears, but before the tears fell to the ground, they were completely evaporated, and he looked like the iron-blooded and cold-hearted young general again.

He has suffered in these eighteen levels of **** for hundreds of years, with only one belief.

When he comes out, take Xue Shi'er home and Xiao Chun'er home.

Qi Feidao was silent for a while, looking at the harmonious secret realm in front of him, feeling a little distressed.

"Logically speaking, we can get out by splitting this illusion."

But the problem is, they...are they a little less human by doing this? ?

At this moment, a majestic sword intent suddenly struck with a sword. This sword, like a golden thread, crushed the rockery pavilion and the illusion of gurgling water in the distance. net.

The secret realm began to crumble outward inch by inch.

The surroundings suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

In this silence, the straight man Lu Bihan put his hand on his lips, coughed lightly, took the first step, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go."

Qi Feidao:......

There is a sick sword and a lonely sword, one has been in love for six periods, and the other has been single for ten thousand years. Why is there such a big difference? ?

Suri's memories did not touch Lu Bihan in the slightest.

He has been suffering from illness since he was a child, and his understanding of life is deeper than anyone present. Birth, old age, illness, death, resentment and hate, separation from love, and failure to seek, he regards it as normal.

The illusion was shattered with a sword. Lu Bihan's breath was unsteady and he stumbled. Fortunately, Qiao Wan stepped forward with quick eyes and hands and immediately supported her.

The girl's eyes were very clear and she asked in a low voice: "Fellow Taoist, are you okay?"

Lu Pihan was slightly startled, looked at Qiao Wan deeply, closed his eyes and jaw for a long time, and brushed her hand away: "Thank you."

Qiao Wan was left alone standing there, a little confused.

This is said to be my senior brother... Why does it feel like he is stranger and more alienated than Qi Feidao and the others?

Qiao Wan scratched her head silently, thinking sadly.

Qiao Wan and others were vomited out of the secret realm. As soon as they rushed out, they fell into confusion like stacks of Arhats.

As the world was spinning, Qiao Wan took the time to look outside and was stunned.

The sky is scarlet, the sky is dark, the white snow on the ground has been covered with blood, and the wind and snow are also stained with red.

A red snow fell from the sky, the wind and snow were strong, and the majestic mountains in the distance seemed to be standing in a red blood mist.

Fang Lingqing stuttered: "Outside...how did it become **** outside?"

Even if it’s **** inside, why does it look worse than **** outside? ?

"No." Qiao Wan struggled to utter a few hoarse words, "Look over there..."

This is man-made.

At Qiao Wan's signal, a slender and thin figure stood quietly in the distance.

The other party's blue hair was disheveled, hanging down around his ankles. The jade-colored cassock on his body was blown slightly by the wind, and the sleeves of the robe were slightly raised. Behind him were four hands raised flat, each holding a human brain, a human heart, a human tongue, and a human being. Eye.

The Buddha, or in other words, the demon, stepped on the broken limbs everywhere. The golden Dharma wheel behind him was like a turning red sun, swallowing up the light, except where he stood. In this small space, there was a **** darkness all around.