Chapter 79: Shura Field round3

- Actually asked twice! In fact, do you need to hesitate on this question? No need at all. Master will make this terrible request. It must be something wrong! !
Although it only took a second in his heart to give the answer, Lin Zhizhi still hesitated for a long time before Ai Ai raised his head to organize the words of refusal--but the moment he raised his head to meet the mysterious purple eyes, suddenly there was something Stuttering: "Teacher, Master"
Xuan Hua gave a light "favor". Just as the young man hesitated in front of him, the man lowered his head and approached him a little more accommodatingly, trying to fade away his cold and soft voice: "Think about it, don't rush to answer."
Xuanhua's words seemed to have used some spiritual power of the law, which exploded in Lin Zhizhi's ears, letting him get rid of all distracting thoughts, and seriously sink into the depths of his thinking to think about this problem. After Lin Zhizhi was frustrated for a long time, he realized that the distance between the two seemed a little too close-which made Lin Zhizhi bow his head like a reflection and want to take a step back, and was buckled by Xuanhua's backhand on his shoulder, unable to move. The black-haired boy raised his eyes nervously and glanced at the man. The black eyelashes set a curtain on the white skin, which looked very moving.
The moonlight outside the window is just right, this scene is really suitable for doing something.
"Master, because of emotion and reason, we shouldn't..." Lin Zhizhi was mentally prepared, and he looked directly at the man's line of sight, forcibly frowned out such a sentence.
Although there are men and women in the cultivation world, they have different identities. If the young master of the Lin family really abducted Xuanhua home, he estimated that his straightforward father would kill him.
Xuanhua could almost call his expression gentle: "As long as you agree, there is nothing to fear."
Lin Zhizhi understood what he meant.
In fact, if you are really tempted, neither Xuanhua nor Lin Zhizhi himself will be the one who will shrink from it. But the problem is--
"Why does the Master want to form a Daoist couple with me?" The black-haired boy raised his head, his wet black eyes looked a little dazed.
Hearing this, the man stretched out his hand lovingly and lifted his chin, and branded a very light kiss on the other's lips: "Because I love you."
From that day, he had a desire for this person in front of him that he had never had for thousands of years, and maybe it was doomed to this end.
Lin Zhizhi could feel the treasure contained in this light as a cicada-wing kiss, as carefully as if he was a precious and fragile treasure. The young man pursed his lips. This action highlighted his beautiful lip line, making people want to it up again: "But... what is love like?"
He asked very seriously, with piety and youthfulness.
Lin Zhizhi is indeed very talented. In just a dozen years, he has cultivated to a realm that an ordinary person may not be able to reach in a few hundred years. However, he also lacks a lot of emotional experience. He knows mentorship and friendship, but he doesn't understand love.
Like he did at the beginning, wanting to get close to the mortal woman, sitting and chatting with her, is this love?
The young boy's innocent and seductive look made Xuan Hua somewhat uncontrollable. The man leaned up again, held Lin Zhizhi's back head, captured his lips, pressed him back all the way until he lay down on the bed. Xuanhua’s vague words came out intermittently from the lips of the two sides clinging to each other: "Love, probably because sometimes I want to tear the other side apart and raid the city inch by inch... But I can’t bear to do this to him. I can take it slowly."
Even at this time, the man's voice is still high above, without the smell of secular fireworks. Just listening to the voice, like a perfect master, answering a disciple’s question attentively:
When you can’t see it, you’re surrounded by his shadow, but when you see it, you want to get closer. It’s not enough.

Xuanhua's face leaned closer, and the special cold fragrance on his body was almost suffocating. He slowly slashed away the collar of the boy under him with his fingertips. This action reminded Lin Zhizhi of the scene when the other party taught him sword moves. At this moment, the chaotic brain of the young master Lin finally reacted and he moved. He moved his fingers, took a few breaths before his physique was triggered, and pushed the opponent away.
His strength is naturally insignificant to Dao Zun, but Xuanhua's purple eyes are so spoiled, he stepped back to the side and then made a concluding statement: "--just like me to you."
After speaking, Xuanhua leaned down and dropped a soft kiss on the young man's forehead.
Lin Zhizhi only felt as if he had heard Xuanhua's words clearly, and he didn't seem to be able to understand them all-if this was love, then he really hadn't loved anyone else.
He and Kashu did have a few good experiences, but it didn't stop there. In Lin Zhizhi's world, cultivation until the ascent is a broad road, and it is the right way-you can vent a few times occasionally, but it shouldn't be the kind of emotion that the master said.
After the black-haired boy calmed his breath, he reached out and grabbed the man's wrist by the bed, and said slowly: "Master, I—"
Dao Venerable Master, who has always been aloof, only feels that his heartbeat is getting louder and louder, especially when the little apprentice opens his mouth as if determined to speak--
But at this moment, the man suddenly turned his head and looked at the door of the room close at hand.
Lin Zhizhi's refusal that hadn't been blurted out had to be swallowed first, and looked at the door with the master in doubt.
Ten seconds later, someone knocked on Lin Zhizhi's door.
"Who?" Lin Zhizhi asked.
"It's me." The calm and familiar voice of the teenager came from outside the door.
"Wait a minute." Lin Zhizhi glanced at the handsome profile of his master, sat up from the bed, and arranged his clothes-just as soon as he stretched out his hand, Xuanhua took over the collar and covered it strictly. Only when living in every inch of skin is willing to let people go.
Lin Zhizhi opened the door, only a small gap was revealed, and he walked out of the room and looked at Ya Xuan in front of him: "Ya Xuan? What are you doing?"
When it is almost ugly now, almost everyone around has fallen asleep, everything is silent.
Ya Xuan still wears the black robe from when he first came back, with her long hair neatly combed behind her head, watching Lin Zhizhi want to say, "I...heard you talking. Worried about whether something happened."
He lied.
In fact, Ya Xuan fell into that sleepwalking state again. This time, when he woke up again, he was already standing outside Lin Zhizhi's door next door. It was too late now. Although the situation was severe, Ya Xuan's first reaction after being sober was to turn around and leave - until he heard the movement in the room.
There was a vague voice and the muffled sound of a heavy object on the bed.
Ya Xuan only felt that she couldn't bear it anymore. Just standing here, he has exhausted all his self-control in this life to suppress the urge to rush in and look at the adulterer(?)! Lin Zhizhi never likes others to be in the same room with him, unless it is absolutely necessary. Now there is another person pulling and pulling with him in the middle of the night. If he hadn't come in time, I don't know what more shameful things would happen-Yaxuan's internal organs are almost all entangled, but he is still Sustained a question squeezed from the gap between the teeth: "Is anyone in your room?"
The night is deep, covering the sky and the sun. Rao was the bright moon, and could not fully reflect the expression of Ya Xuan.
Looking at it from Lin Zhizhi's perspective, Yaxuan was dressed in black, and the look on her face was not clear. Only the favorability level above her head [100 pole, attitude is to see] shined with white light, pure as a white lotus in flourishing age.
Lin Zhizhi didn't think too much. After all, Ya Xuan was one of the prospective apprentice candidates who had a liking degree of 100, and his black value had disappeared, so he was a trusted candidate. So he didn't conceal it, nodded, with a little joy in his tone: "My master is here."
Ya Xuan didn't have the same feelings. He cared about another thing: "Are you going to go with him?!"
Lin Zhizhi looked frank and raised his head and said, "Well, he was the one I was waiting for."
The moonlight hit his face without any cover, his brows were clear and calm. Lin Zhizhi never thought that his appearance would make people upside-down—the reason Su Yu and Shizun had such feelings, in his heart, they were all the ghosts of his own physique! The cliff!
But the most alluring beauty in this world is beauty without knowing it.
The more at ease he is, the more freely blooming poppies, beautiful enough to make people unable to extricate themselves.
"... won't you come back again?" Yaxuan took a step forward, no longer having time to take care of others, "you are leaving here completely, right?!"
The young master Lin Family was startled, and subconsciously stepped back half a step, his back slammed straight into the hard door, knocking loudly in the silence.
A sharp warning sound from the Favorability System sounded in his ears: "Warning, the system has detected an error, and now the data is corrected"
The favorability on the top of Yaxuan's head turned from white to blood red: [Yaxuan, favorability index of 100, attitude toward imprisonment]...
[Warning: The blackening index is rising sharply!
It has risen to 30, 40, 50, 60...90%! 】
Lin Zhizhi, who was blinded by various red warnings, said: "...??!!!"
-Nima, wait, fuck! ! Wrong peat! !
Even the attitude display can be wrong. What kind of fairy tool does this system fall from the fairy world? !
If this guy's blackening value has never been lowered, wouldn't he have been running on the dying broad road, dashing forward firmly? !
Young Master Lin’s mood at this time was extremely complicated, as if a traveler was about to arrive at his destination, but suddenly realized that all bubbles were an illusion he had imagined, and it was broken at the moment of success...
Master Dao Zun's reaction speed is not unpleasant. The moment Lin Zhizhi leaned his back against the door, he had already shrunk to an inch and came to Lin Zhizhi-but his other hand was faster.
The other beautiful and slender hand held the black-haired boy's waist and took him into his arms. Lin Zhizhi raised his head, and the first thing that caught his eye was the smooth and beautiful long burgundy hair, followed by the opponent's perfectly curved jaw and the tall nose...
Cang Lun didn't stop him, allowing him to watch it up and down, still in the mood to make fun of him: "Is it enough? Other places wait for us to go back."
The words were ambiguous, as if Lin Zhizhi had a shameful relationship with him secretly communicating the music.
Lin Zhizhi hadn't spoken yet, Xuanhua, who was empty in his hand on the other side, said coldly: "Let go of him."
The man's Xuanzi robe had no wind, and a white sword light appeared between his fingers. Just this rudimentary form of the sword intent reveals the meaning of the universe that goes against the sky. It is no exaggeration to say that in this Qingfengzong, there are not more than three people who can accept this simple trick.
As Demon Venerable, Canglun was not at all shocked, and even more on the contrary, he lazily greeted Xuanhua in the distance: "The famous Dao Venerable Master, I couldn’t fight with you last time in Zhonglu. A big loss."
Xuan Huaquan didn't hear it, and he sparingly gave the other side any expression in response. He stared straight at Lin Zhizhi, and felt that the other arm's arm around the boy was really an eye-catcher—
Cang Lun also discovered the key point of Xuanhua. The man let out a nasty chuckle, deliberately got close to Lin Zhizhi's and bit his ear, and opened the topic intimately: "Baby, your master is here, do you want them to promise us?"
He obviously watched and watched Xuanhua’s marriage proposal in the next room, but he pretended not to know anything, and deliberately made wounds in front of him.
Lin Zhizhi always finds the scene at this time weird.
The biggest leaders of the two races of humans and demons, Mozun and Daozun met on a narrow road in the Yuntian Continent, and the storm was surging-but instead of a shocking battle of ghosts and gods based on the differences between the two races, they were jealous of him here to play in Xiuluochang This set (...).
God knows that Lin Zhizhi is between these two people. I faintly recalled the feelings of Su Yu and Jiashu when they were still in the Sea Clan. Of course, these two people are now both high in status and cultivation. Those few people are on top.
Lin Zhizhi shook his head and swept the inexplicable thoughts to the corner. He stretched out a finger and held Cang Lun's dog's head beyond a safe distance, poking him away from his shoulder, his eyes were alienated: "Sorry, I don't understand what you are talking about."
"What are you making?" Cang Lun coaxed him with a smile.
Who has trouble with you?
Lin Zhizhi thought to himself-before he could respond this time, a sword light had cut through the night like a rising sun, and was blocked by a blood-colored shield. The two stood in a stalemate for a while, and then the sword light turned into purple water, which actually penetrated the blood barrier and hit Cang Lun's face.
Lord Demon Lord smiled unabated, and when the sword light arrived, he unhurriedly used his index finger and to smash the sword intent.
In the next second, a huge picture curtain slowly opened in the night sky, and the cosmic and purple air continuously flowed out from the picture curtain. This is a sealed scroll of landscape painting, the purple-clothed Dao Zun's face is as sinking as water, and a strange gray long sword is drawn out of it.
This is the real weapon that Dao Zun uses to spread all over the world.
The sky can be sealed!
Cang Lun put Lin Zhizhi aside, looking back on his move, a huge sickle appeared in front of him, and his body rolled with a strong suffocation. As a demon, he had never known how many creatures he had slaughtered. Once the scarlet mist is released, it can erode everything.
Steps, vegetation, beams-everything is corroded to nothingness.
Xuan Hua was expressionless, his sharp sword aura dispelled the blood-red evil aura that came to him. That grey long sword seemed to be ordinary and clumsy, but it could face the evil spirits in the evil spirits, without the need to hold the sword at all, and the body of the sword was enough to repel them.
"Knowledge, you are optimistic." Dao Zun's wrist lightly goodbye, the gray sword floated in the air by itself, and the shape of the sword gas appeared densely around it-it was the sword of the universe that Lin Zhizhi used on the banquet. Array. In Xuanhua's hands, this sword formation was not as gorgeous as Lin Zhizhi, but it was a bit more unpredictable.
Even Canglun couldn't predict where these suddenly disappeared sword qi would reappear.
The sky was illuminated by purple light and blood at this time as bright as the day. The two hands were shocking, representing the highest level of fighting in this world. If they hadn't deliberately left a divine sense to protect the forest in the foundation period. Knowing that, he has long since returned to his hometown.
The Qingfengzong's Qingfeng Spirit had been alarmed at this time, and shrank aggrievedly, and was actually suppressed by the two gods transformation stage powers that they dare not even scream.
With such a big movement, the head of Qingfengzong and the elder Taishang recognized the Great Demon Xuanhua, they had to watch from a distance for the sake of their lives.
Xuanhua's movements are actually very slow, but this is not a fast move, each time it brings ripples in time and space. That gray long sword penetrated the shackles of time and race, making the sickle tremble violently with every blow.
The confrontation between the two is fictitious and real, and if it can continue to fight like this, I am afraid it will be difficult to distinguish the victory or defeat.
When the full moon and the sun were handed over, Cang Lun took the lead to break the balance-the man fought against the danger of being severely injured by Xuanhua's sword, and sold his flaws behind! That sword pierced the magic armor on his back fiercely, taking away part of his health - and Cang Lun seized this opportunity, using blood as a match, to open the way to the devil world, bringing Lin Lin Zhizhi pushed in fiercely!
Xuanhua's complexion changed drastically for the first time! But Demon Lord has no one or two masters on the passage of the Demon Realm, and even if Cang Lun is seriously injured, he continues to entangle him, making him really unable to find Lin Zhizhi's direction for a while!
Leave aside these two, Lin Zhizhi, who was pushed into the Demon Realm at once, collapsed in his heart.
However, the power of Demon Lord put an end to any possibility of his resistance. He had only time to shout in his heart, "Canglun, I am really the sun of you", and then experienced cross-border teleportation, and fell into the dim demon world.
Then, a spear pressed against his throat: "Who are you?"
Lin Zhizhi: "..."
Lao Tzu is the great enemy of your demon-sovereign who does not share the sky! !