The bloodstained Daoist is gone, leaving only Xu Lin, who is full of resentment, and even more so the famous name of the blood demon.

The demons are fighting, besieging the blood demons, and blocking the demon lord!

It is a heart-wrenching pain! Xu Lin resents the Qiē here, the incompetent, the incompetent!

It is better to rely on others than on yourself, only yourself, Xu Lin stood up suddenly, his eyes were still looking at the direction in which the blood demon disappeared, as if he had figured out something, and when he looked at the monks around him, the color in his eyes was already completely different.

A sharp sword, if it is obtained by a mediocre talent, can only make the sword dusty, and it is not even as good as a kitchen knife, but if it is obtained by yourself, it is like today.

Around a qiē, these people, these monks, they just use swords, and Xu Lin must become the one who wields swords!

For the blood demon, for his powerful cultivation, Xu Lin suddenly changed in his heart at this moment, and he suddenly understood that the strength of a person is really not just cultivation, the key is still in the heart!

The most sinister and vicious weapon in the world is not a sharp sword, nor is it a sword that splits mountains and mountains, what is it?

Popularity!

The viciousness of the human heart is to fall into the well, to stab the knife in the back, to slander the evil words, and to kill the blow after the ill-intentioned, that is the most powerful weapon in the world!

Xu Lin looked at the two ghost-faced walking corpses that were being besieged, looked at their dying struggles at this time, and then looked at the hearty and hearty masters of the real realm of the battle, this is where the human heart can be used, and at the right time, these people in front of Xu Lin may become the most feared weapon of the bloodstained Dao people.

For example, today, even if Xu Lin is only a cultivator of the realm of returning pills, but the bloodstained Daoist is almost planted in his hands, if it is Qing Yu and Qing Ming, two real people, if they are stronger......

A slender and white hand, at this moment, suddenly patted Xu Lin's shoulder, and then Xu Lin turned back in a daze, only to find that at some point, Qingming Zhenren was already standing behind him.

Xu Lin, who hurriedly turned around to salute, was carefully observing Qing Ming's real face.

"Uncle Shi!"

"Hmm!" With a sigh, Qing Ming Zhenren looked at Xu Lin, the youngest disciple of Mochizuki Peak in front of him, and also the younger generation that the senior brother valued very much, but today it gave Qing Ming Zhenren a big surprise.

Courageous, even in the face of a strong person as the Blood Demon, he did not retreat timidly, but calmly made people a little surprised, is this what an ordinary young monk can have?

However, this Ming Gong is a bit ...... when facing the Blood Demon

Thinking of this, Qing Ming Zhenren couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, but he felt that something was wrong.

It was the first time I saw it, in the battle with the Blood Demon, from the Blood Demon's gaze at Xu Lin, at least a little Qing Ming Zhenren could confirm that this Blood Demon didn't seem to recognize Xu Lin, or more accurately, he didn't put it in his eyes at all, so he could let Xu Lin's sword succeed.

But what's wrong?

"Thanks to you today!" Qingming's words were very plain, although she had a lot of doubts in her heart, but she just said such a sentence.

But listening to Xu Lin's ears, it was a different taste, Xu Lin, who was suspicious by nature, was already wary of his uncle who had pointed him out in front of him and protected him.

"The disciple is also just a fluke, if the blood demon doesn't look down on the disciple so much, he must not be so in a hurry. Xu Lin's face was smiling, but he said this on purpose, the reason is that some things, the more you disguise, the more suspicious people are, why not come simply, sometimes it can have unexpected effects.

Qing Ming Zhenren's face was already a little moved. It was also Xu Lin's way of speaking that played a role, which made Qing Mingzhen's thinking and cognition suddenly change a little, but the skeptical mentality in his heart still couldn't be reversed for a while.

"You've already figured it out?"

Xu Lin smiled and said, "It's not a good calculation, it's just a gamble." ”

Qingming Zhenren looked at Xu Lin thoughtfully, because in her opinion, with the urgent situation at that time, Xu Lin was able to calculate, and he was calculating the top demon in the world, and it was not something that ordinary people could do with this courage. But the most terrifying thing is that he succeeded, a monk who returned to Dan, and actually succeeded in calculating a demon in the realm of a real person.

This scheming, this courage, Qing Ming Zhenren is still the first time to meet Kunlun among the younger generation of disciples, there is such a character, as if he is the first time to know Xu Lin.

Thinking back to the picture at that time, where the wounded gathered, the injured disciples at the main gate, including the people from Kunlun, only he Xu Lin stood up, if he resolutely ignored a qiē, of course it would be good, but if not?

"Lingxi is also a true solution to the sword, it is really a wonderful and mysterious sword trick, in the door over the years, it is difficult to achieve it, but it has fallen on you. ”

Looking at Qing Ming Zhenren's lukewarm face, listening to the sudden turn of the front, Xu Lin suddenly felt a threatening aura, because the woman in front of him had really begun to doubt herself.

From now on, either do everything without leakage, or find a way to find an opportunity to get rid of this person!

When this idea moved, it was set by Xu Lin, and then Xu Lin pretended to be shy and smiled: "It's just a coincidence, when the disciple first started, the master did give the disciple such a sword technique." ”

"But you still made it. Qingming's words made Xu Lin listen, how uncomfortable it was, but this time Xu Lin didn't reply, but scratched his head embarrassedly.

Qing Ming Zhenren didn't say anything more, but his eyes were deflected, Xu Lin was a little surprised, and turned back along her gaze, but found that pretty shadow.

"Uncle Shi!" Mingru called softly, then smiled, and looked Xu Lin up and down: "You are famous again this time!"

Xu Lin was a little puzzled, and then Wang Dazhu carried a big sword, walked out from behind Mingru, saluted Mingru with a hippie smile, and then looked at Xu Lin and said: "Now on Kunlun Mountain, those monks who are resting at the door of the main hall are talking about you!"

There was a bit of vinegar in these words, but Xu Lin smiled indifferently, of course he understood why. When fighting against the Blood Demon, he was indeed very prominent, at least compared to those main disciples who had been retreating, Xu Lin's appearance was extremely prominent.

"That's not thanks to the armor I refined!" Mingli also walked over with a sour face, and when he was about to salute Qing Ming Zhenren, this Qing Ming Zhenren suddenly turned around, didn't say a word, and left.

Mingli was stunned for a moment, but then he didn't care, most of the people know the temperament of Qingming Zhenren, especially after the last time he went down the mountain, as the leader of the team, Qingming Zhenren let everyone know that this person's temperament is extremely light.

"I really want to thank Senior Brother!" Xu Lin pretended to compliment, but on the other hand, he secretly looked at the figure of Qing Ming's real person, and inadvertently, there was a cold light in his eyes.

Mingli unceremoniously accepted Xu Lin's salute, and then in front of Mingru, he deliberately raised his voice and said, "If it weren't for that tortoise shell, you would have died there long ago when you fought against that Demon Sect disciple." ”

Mingru's gaze never left Xu Lin, and he ignored Mingli at all, such a blind eye made Mingli very unhappy, but he had no choice but to look at Xu Lin all the time, but he was suddenly slapped on the back of the head by Wang Dazhu: "Don't be noisy, like a girl, let's go, let's take a look at those injured brothers!"

Mingli, who was extremely reluctant, wanted to find a reason to shirk it, but was dragged away by Wang Dazhusheng, and Mingli, who was unwilling, beckoned to Mingru and said, "Mingru, it's better to go together!"

Xu Lin wanted to laugh, but Mingru glared at Mingli fiercely, and then asked Xu Lin, "It doesn't matter if you're injured!"

Touching his ribs, Xu Lin wanted to pretend to be an iron man, but when his hand just touched it, a concentrated pain made Xu Lin's mouth only snort with a cool breeze, and his facial features were distorted together, Xu Lin couldn't help but be a little puzzled: "Why didn't it hurt so much?"

"That's your heart, it's not here!" Ming Ruyi pointed to Xu Lin's chest, then took Xu Lin's hand, and walked towards the place where the disciples of the main gate were healing.

Along the way, Xu Lin wanted to say something, but the rib part was really painful, and Mingru's cold temperament didn't say much, which made Xu Lin really not know what to say for a while.

Soon arrived at the place, the front door of the main hall of Kunlun, at this time, a large number of monks gathered at the main gate, all of them were injured, and there were even some motionless corpses, but they were wrapped in white cloth towels.

Mingru's face was as usual, but the steps under his feet were much faster, and then he glanced around and said, "Let's go back to the mountain." ”

Xu Lin nodded silently, so Mingru took control of the light and took Xu Lin to soar into the sky, but on the way, Xu Lin's mind suddenly shook and his face suddenly became pale as paper, and his expression was extremely ugly.

"What's wrong?" Mingru asked with some concern.

"The movement just now seemed to have touched the ribs, and it hurt a little. Xu Lin's words were insincere, but Mingru didn't think much about it, but this retreat was slow and very stable.

Without saying anything along the way, Xu Lin turned his head to look at the undulating white clouds on both sides, and looked at the gloomy sky, where light began to appear, but his heart was already pitch black, even as cold as a winter night.

Because the voice was still ringing, in Xu Lin's mind, he said it sentence by sentence, as if it was his last words, which actually made Xu Lin feel a little uncomfortable.