Chapter 1220: Northern Desert Jun
The turmoil in Xiaoyun Pavilion was gradually subsided under the aura of the South Wind Lord, while Lei Lao was unceremoniously and directly blocked in the Eight Feet Flame Domain by the former. At least here, he can remain absolutely awake for the time being.
For the time being, he couldn't make sense, so the Lord of the South Wind had no choice but to let him think about it first. In this way, at least within Xiaoyun Pavilion, there is also Lin Mu's presiding, and it will not immediately become a pot of porridge. It's just that the soul lock can't be unlocked for a while.
In the dark secret room, Ma Yongming has been tortured and does not look like a man. But he still insisted on breathing, wanting to wait for Lin Mu to come back, at least to explain the matter clearly. The latter reappeared, and I couldn't believe it.
I saw that Ma Yongming's body had been completely embedded in the chains, and there was no room for movement. Under the power of the Soul Binding Lock, even Lin Mu couldn't quickly rescue it. Even if it can be done, it will be enough to choke.
The whole person is like a puppet, only the eyes can be opened. Ma Yongming looked at Lin Mu, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. But because I was extremely tired, it quickly dissipated. At least for now, it's a state of reassurance.
Raising his head with difficulty, Ma Yongming looked at Lin Mu and opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't make a sound. The Soul Binding Lock has completely suppressed it, and it doesn't even have the slightest power to resist, and it seems that it has reached the point of running out of oil.
Despite this, Ma Yongming is, after all, an existence that has received the impact of the most powerful force in the Great Desolate God Realm. So even if you are dying, there is a way to struggle in the end. With a thought in his mind, he forcibly used the power of his divine sense to draw Lin Mu closer.
With a trembling heart, Lin Mu was actually forcibly dragged into a space. The aura here is very weak, and the slightest carelessness will be broken. And when it collapsed, it was when Ma Yongming was completely wiped out, and Lin Mu was moved in his heart.
In the next second, a phantus appeared in front of Lin Mu. I saw that Ma Yongming was still the same as before. Wearing a robe, he has a bit of a lord's demeanor. looked at Lin Mu, but with a helpless smile on his face, he was a little embarrassed.
"Lin Mu, after so many years, my obsession with you has never been eliminated. It wasn't until I saw you now, when I was on the verge of death and ashes, that I suddenly figured it out. What's the point of all this? It's just a dream. ”
The Spirit Void Sect was their beginning, but it was not the end. From beginning to end, Ma Yongming regarded Lin Mu as his opponent. Even if the other party doesn't know him, he doesn't care about himself at all, as long as he insists, it's enough.
In fact, this was an abnormal stalemate, Lin Mu himself didn't know what was going on, so he was regarded as an imaginary enemy by Ma Yongming. Even if the fall of the Spirit Void Sect really had something to do with him, it wouldn't be so obsessed.
Now Ma Yongming is under the soul lock, after holding on for so long. He gradually understood that all obsessions and hatreds were just an unrealizable demon, and he had always been entangled with himself and had nothing to do with others.
"Lin Mu, I also advise you, no matter what kind of responsibility you think you have, consider whether to let it go. You're not a savior, you're not a god, you don't need to think about everything, you know?"
The Great Desolate God Realm is a land of right and wrong, or leave as soon as possible. He was caught up in this and became a victim. He didn't want Lin Mu to continue like this. It's not as simple as you think, and some things can't be explained for a while.
Stretching out his hand, Ma Yongming wanted to touch Lin Mu's shoulder. Even if it was a spirit body, he could no longer get close to Lin Mu. smiled bitterly: "What people are most afraid of is that it is too late to understand the moment, so Lin Mu, you think clearly." ”
Nodding, Lin Mu was also very heavy and apologetic: "I'm sorry, in fact, all this is because of me, and I have an unshirkable responsibility for you to get to this point." I understand what you say, don't worry. ”
As soon as the thought moved, the golden light rose. Lin Mu silently recited runes in his mouth. He knew that continuing to delay like this would be detrimental to Ma Yongming's spirit and soul body, so it was better to let him get rid of it as soon as possible, which was the best choice.
"Don't forget the original intention, you have to always. The original intention is easy to keep, and it is always rare. The original intention of you and me is just to want a quiet place, and then everyone can be safe and happy. But for people like us, it's hard. ”
The golden light rose up, forming a huge pillar of light. The pillar of light wrapped Ma Yongming's soul body and slowly rose up. This was the passage that Lin Mu had condensed with the power of the Holy Light, so no force could break it from the middle.
Within three days of sending Ma Yongming away, Lin Mu ignored anyone. He locked himself in the secret room, not wanting to bother with anything. Was what he insisted on really wrong? What was the answer he wanted?
Xiaoyun Pavilion was in ruins, and the Lord of the South Wind was originally unwilling to take care of anything, but he also had to stay and rectify it. But I don't know when, the Xiling Wood Lord is gone, and no one knows how he disappeared or why he suddenly disappeared.
Above the main hall, the Lord of the South Wind has a headache on the main seat. His temperament is direct, and he is not suitable for management at all. So normally in his field, these things don't have to be done by himself, but now it's different.
"Lord, most of the area of Xiaoyun Pavilion has been restored at present, and only a small part is still continuing. But there is no big problem anymore. Thank you for your help, I can't thank you enough. It's just ...... at the moment"
The disciples stopped talking, how could Nan Fenglin not understand? The original lord had fallen, and Lei Lao was in his current state. Once the existence is blocked by the Eight-Foot Flame Domain, it basically loses all cultivation and needs to continue to be imprisoned.
But the current situation is that the dragons of Xiaoyun Pavilion have no leader, what can they do with these disciples? If this is always the case, then sooner or later this place will become a plate of scattered sand, which is not a good thing for any disciple.
This matter is also a headache for Nan Fenglin, he is not good at management, and it is not his will for Xiaoyun Pavilion to make it like this. How to clean up this mess? Lin Mu is now stuck in his own world again and refuses to come out, trouble.
Just then, a voice came from outside. There is a bit of ridicule, and a bit of schadenfreude. But I can hear that there is not much malice or hostility in it, just used to arrogance and coldness.
"Since you knew it would be like this, why bother wading into this troubled water? Xiaoyun Pavilion is a restless existence, all the problems appear here, you have to be nosy, you don't know what to do now, right?
Dressed in a white robe, his aura was filled with a powerful coldness. The ground is almost frozen with every step. The wind and snow swept away, this is a state that he can achieve alone, and he looks very strong and domineering.
Who else could exert such a powerful ice and snow power in front of a flame controller like Nanfeng Lin, except for the Northern Desert Monarch Lord? He actually appeared in this Xiaoyun Pavilion, it seems that this matter is really big enough.
"Bei Mojun, why are you here? Don't you stay in your realm well, do you want to come and mix it up? It's already chaotic enough here, can't you get involved one less time? Haven't you always been very indifferent?"
The afterimage flashed, and the Northern Desert Monarch appeared in the center of the main hall. The aura of fire collided with the power of ice and snow, causing many disciples to be overwhelmed and retreat outside. I'm afraid this kind of scene is the first time it has appeared, it's too powerful.
"If I don't show up, can you suppress this scene? It's a very simple thing, but it's going to make it so complicated. Don't you know where the fundamental problem is?"