Chapter 102 Now I finally see the real living King Yan

Lin Du threw away the net scarf, the fire wind became more intense, the scattered hair on her forehead and back was blown to one place, and it was a little curly. With the help of the firelight, she became the messy yellow-haired messy child of the past.

She smiled helplessly and stuffed two pills into her mouth, one for resurrection and one for replenishing energy.

The night is still long, but dawn is not far away.

Lin Du raised his hand to open the door of life, took out the person who had only one breath left, and met his eyes.

She squatted down casually, "Who are you now?"

Tao Xian blinked his eyes. He didn't seem to have any injuries on his body, but the evil spirit in his body had already been surging inside. The disciple's clothes on his body had long turned into a dark ochre, and it was like sandpaper piercing the flesh under his skin.

"Little... little Taoist priest..."

Lin Du took a deep breath and closed his eyes, "Don't blame me, you can't control yourself. If you want to kill me, I can only kill you."

This cause and effect does not count as arbitrary killing.

Tao Xian smiled bitterly, he knew that although Lin Du liked to joke, but many times, what he said was not a joke.

Just like the way Lin Du interrogated Shao Fei was exactly the same as the way he interrogated him in Bai Ri Tangwu.

He is a mediocre person with good spiritual roots. Although not as good as those heaven-defying things in the Supreme Sect, he can still be a direct disciple in a large sect.

Many times, he always felt that he was just practicing in seclusion. When he opened his eyes, there was something wrong in his body, as if... he had just gone out, and there were mud prints on the soles of his shoes that did not belong to places he had been to.

He thought he had some illness, such as wandering soul, or even amnesia. He had to fight for the allocation of Feixing Sect resources by himself. He didn't dare let anyone see the clues, so he was more trembling in front of his master and worked more diligently, fearing that he would be discovered one day.

But that was mostly when he was in seclusion. He didn't expect that he would suffer from such illness when he came here today.

He tried his best to open his mouth, and a little fishy-sweet taste rolled out of his throat. He lay on the ground, tilted his head, and after a while, he spoke again, "Actually, I did have doubts about what the village woman said today."

"But I can't remember it, and I dare not think about it."

"How ridiculous you say, how could I... be involved with such a thing, such a terrible thing..."

He has been an honest man all his life, and even all he wants is to live a better life within his ability, find a Taoist partner, and live a peaceful life until the day he dies.

He has never thought about ascension or great power.

He just wants to live a good life, but why is it like this?

Lin Du looked down at him and said softly, "Your memory was wiped out and a spirit-splitting mark was planted on you."

"It turns out that I'm not sick, then I'm relieved..." He coughed softly, which didn't require much strength, but it was like a breath of anger rolling out, and then all his internal organs were shaken and hurt.

"It's not you." Lin Du lowered his eyes, "But the karma is on you."

Tao Xian's pupils dilated slightly, "Which turtle son harmed me!"

He thought of the one who could cast such a curse on him, and he was afraid that he couldn't beat it. He had been in trouble all his life, but in the end he couldn't even kill the culprit himself, and he let out a sigh of relief again.

"I just want to save some money, find a Taoist partner, and live a good life. Little Taoist priest, how can you live a peaceful life... so difficult?"

Lin Du's eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a long time, she said, "I'm sorry, I can't... make you think of the past."

Tao Xian's soul had been damaged, and even if Yan Ye was here, there was no way to make him remember the past.

"You have two choices now. I will personally send you to the underworld."

Lin Du paused, "My master is a life cultivator. I will always find your reincarnation and give you a chance then."

"The second one, wait for me to kill the main soul. If the main soul is destroyed and there is nothing else to worry about, the imprint of the split soul will get out of control, and you can slowly dissolve the split soul after you heal your body."

Tao Xian now lost his cautious and honest attitude. He said whatever he wanted to say and smiled, "Now I have seen the real living King Yan."

The meaning of what Lin Du said was very simple. It was up to him whether he lived or not, but she was going to kill him anyway.

Tao Xian suddenly understood something, "Little Taoist priest, you let me see the man behind me die with my own eyes, and then I will trouble you to send me off."

"The Feixing Sect probably won't support a useless person like me, Little Taoist priest, how many years have you been a Taoist? Before I met you, I thought I was a good seedling, but when I really met you, I realized how big the difference is between an ordinary talent and a genius."

Tao Xian finished a long string of words with great effort, "Can you talk to them when you communicate with the underworld, so that I can be born as a good person like you in my next life?"

"A good person may not be a good person," Lin Du paused, "but there will definitely be someone like me."

Tao Xian's eyes flashed with hope, "What is it?"

"People with damaged souls will have innate deficiencies." Lin Du said.

Tao Xian: ... He asked that question in vain.

"Then you wait." Lin Du dug out a Yuan-Restoring Pill, temporarily keeping Tao Xian alive, and leaned the man who had long lost control against the door. He also used his spiritual power to cross his legs for him, making him look like he was injured and meditating to regulate his breathing. After

Lin Du left, Tao Xian just stood at the door pretending to regulate his breathing, but in fact, only the pill was forcibly sustaining his vitality.

A tall figure appeared in front of him, "Are you okay?"

Tao Xian answered subconsciously, "It's just a fatal injury..."

People are about to die, so they have to pretend.

Mo Lin held the sword and staff and looked down at him, "Fatal injury? Who did it?"

Tao Xian thought to himself, who else could it be, but he didn't say anything.

He knew that Lin Du was not to blame for this, and one of them must die tonight.

Mo Lin heard the fighting at the entrance of the village and left with his sword and staff.

"No, Taoist Mo Lin, aren't you unable to use spiritual power?"

Mo Lin didn't look back, but walked steadily. Before Lin Du left, he left him a defensive formation to keep him from coming out.

But the sound transmission talisman he sent out didn't respond for a long time. Junior Master didn't have much power to protect himself. Although Xia Tianwu's skills were fierce, they were not a killing move. If he encountered a special killer and was exhausted, what would he do? No one

in the village dared to come out from the beginning to the end. They wanted to lock all the doors and windows, just for fear that they would be affected.

"No! Don't..."

Tao Xian couldn't help but turn around and cursed in his heart, what kind of gods are all the people in the Supreme Sect.

A person who was poisoned by a snake can still hold the sword and die without looking back.

Xia Tianwu looked at the dozen white figures in front of her, her expression was still cold, only the firelight reflected in the pair of eyes that were always cold, showing a fierceness.

Before Lin Du left, he sent a message to her with his spiritual consciousness.

"The formation is broken, and the white-robed man will definitely come. Second nephew, there is only one way to get through here. If you can defend it, defend it. If you can't defend it, take Mo Lin away."

Xia Tianwu knew what Lin Du was going to do. She couldn't break the formation, but if the junior uncle asked her to defend the village, she could defend it.

"You broke the formation of this village?"

Xia Tianwu didn't care what he said, raised his hand and was about to continue fighting.

A voice interrupted lazily, "Don't wrongly accuse a good person, we are just passers-by."

Xia Tian turned back without surprise. Lin Du's green clothes turned dark under the firelight, his hair was messy on his face, and there was a vague smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What formation did you say was broken? What kind of formation can a village have?"

Lin Du pretended to be stupid, but the white-robed man didn't believe it, "Stop talking nonsense, the formation has been broken, and everyone in the village will die today!"