Chapter 292 My Brother Has No Friends
The water gurgled, reflecting Lin Sang's face. Before he knew it, he had arrived at the forbidden area in the back mountain.
Not far away is the teleportation array.
At that moment, the sound of the wind became calm, and even my heart became calm. Lin Sang recalled many things that happened in the past.
The brave Wanxia became irritable, and the gentle Zhendong became cunning. The mist-shrouded Changle Gate was like a black vortex, swallowing up everyone's humanity and soul.
Was it Blackpool who caused this change, or were they meant to change like this? He felt deeply afraid of this.
And was he also eroded by the black pool early on? Are the thoughts that flash through his mind now his own thoughts, or are they thoughts that came into being after being eroded by the black pool?
Thinking of this, Lin Sang tightly clenched the Pisces amulet around his waist. The little bit of pure energy remaining on the amulet was still protecting him from the evil spirit in the black pool.
He found the amulet while sorting through files. Outside the secret vault, Wanxia and Zhendong discussed joining the demon clan.
Zhen Dong said: "Lin Sang's legs and feet are not good..."
"Of course, we must bring him with us." Wan Xia said, "At present, Shuinong does not know the value of Lin Sang."
So I'm going to be taken away like this? No matter whether he was taken to the demon clan or to the mob, would he be taken from one pool to another throughout his life? At the moment when his thoughts changed, Lin Sang's fingertips, which were originally painful due to erosion, suddenly felt a little relief.
Lin Sang would not have been affected so acutely until he accidentally touched the black pool with his fingers a few days ago. From that day on, he felt a cold pain deep in the bones of his fingertips. There is often nothing you can do about this situation and you can only endure it on your own.
But today, Lin Sang discovered something.
The Pisces-shaped amulet fell into the palm of his hand, gleaming and emitting a cold light. The pain in Lin Sang's fingertips was dispelled by this thing.
Moreover, it seemed to be able to cover up the aura of the cauldron... Lin Sang looked at the name of the cauldron to which the amulet belonged - "Yuanzhi". Most of the furnaces and tripods whose names appear here have good places to enter large sects or big families. Who is this cauldron named "Yuanzhi" and how could he own such a thing?
But at that moment, Lin Sang realized something more important than seeking knowledge.
If he stayed here and continued his research, or was taken away by the mob, he would die sooner or later... or go crazy. And now, there seemed to be a new possibility before him.
Hide your identity and flee far away.
He took the amulet calmly. When he left the secret vault, it was the west wind that pushed him back into the room.
Xifeng has been by his side all these years. There is actually a sense of dependence between the two of them. Xifeng was transformed by him and became the strongest weapon of Changlemen. He watched Xifeng squat down to take off his socks, and then run his twisted legs into the hot water.
"Lin Sang." He heard Xi Feng's muffled voice, "If...will you leave me alone?"
"How could that be?" Lin Sang whispered to him.
The Pisces jade pendant can only be used by one person. And...what Lin Sang wanted was a complete escape.
He didn't want to see anything that could remind him of the past. Whether that's good or bad.
Both of them are tools. One is a sword and the other is a shield. Only after seeing this scene now did Lin Sang understand that perhaps Xifeng had discovered his plan as early as that time.
Although he was only a few feet away from the teleportation array, Lin Sang saw Xifeng standing in front of him. Xifeng opened his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something.
"You should be in the front..." Lin Sang said, "Are you here to stop me? You've already noticed that I want to escape, right?"
Xifeng's lips moved again, but his eyes dimmed in an instant and he fell down.
A woman emerged from behind him. As she moved, the hem of her skirt made a faint crisp sound like silver pieces colliding with each other.
“No, he’s here to stop me.” The woman said, “Lin Sang, I finally found you.”
"Who are you? I don't even know you."
It was not until a long time later that Lin Sang had the strength to say this. The woman said, "You don't need to know me. But you should know who you betrayed."
Lin Sang took two steps back: "What do you mean?"
"It was you who betrayed the mob, not Zhen Dong. Although you have been trying to trick us into misjudging your identity." The woman raised the bell in her hand, "Now is the time for you to pay the price."
"!"
…
"Why do you think this road is the direction Lin Sang will escape?"
While on the road, Ying Jiu even had the leisure to chat with Ning Mingmei. Ning Mingmei gave a very brief answer to this: "Because he is a desperate criminal who wants to escape. Or rather, he himself doesn't think he has a chance to escape."
"If you don't think you can escape, why do you want to escape?" Ying Jiu said, "This is irrational behavior."
"Hasn't there ever been a time when you wanted to take a gamble? This is the mentality of a gambler, risking everything." Ning Mingmei said, "There is a very special thing on this escape route - the black pool. He knows the black pool very well, so he would choose this thing, which is extremely poisonous to others, as a cover and support for his escape. Besides that..."
"besides?"
"If he fails, he will find a way to make himself and Black Pool explode together to destroy the cage. As for himself - he doesn't even want them to have his own body." Ning Mingmei said.
Ying Jiu was silent: "It sounds like an extreme act of risking everything."
Ning Mingmei asked: "You think this is very stupid?"
"No." Ying Jiu said, "I like it very much."
After all, the programmer he was communicating with was also a behind-the-scenes boss and gambler in the original work.
The sound of fighting came from afar. Ning Mingmei quickened his pace: "What a pity, I think there is always a better ending in this world."
"To whom?" Ying Jiu asked.
"To me." Ning Mingmei pushed up his glasses. "Everyone's life is very useful to me."
He checked the breathing of the "monster" struggling in pain on the ground. It was obvious that the monster was sinking into a nightmare and struggling to escape, but not dead.
This is Xifeng who just fell to the ground.
A few small pieces of sequins fell around Xifeng. Ning Mingmei saw that they were things shaped like clap tongues. After a little thought, he took out two objects from his arms.
"Now it seems that things can be solved easily." Ning Mingmei said.
Ying Jiu couldn't see what was happening here. But he asked, “Why?”
Ning Mingmei: "Several decades ago, I spent eight million."
Ying Jiu: "Ah? What did you buy?"
Went to the bar to buy egg fried rice?
It's better to be clear and not talk nonsense. The forest before my eyes was filled with dark mist. In a trance, he thought he had returned to the secret place owned by Jiang Heng.
The ocean in the secret realm was completely polluted by black and lifeless, just like here. At that time, Qi Miancheng defeated the cracks in the secret realm and the evil creatures born from the darkness under the ocean.
Will evil creatures be born in the high-density chaos? Was the "evil creature" that the goddess wanted to kill back then also produced in the gathering of chaos?
The dark future ahead is enough to make anyone feel scared. But Ning Mingmei stared at it and spoke.
"Mom and Auntie," he said firmly, "I'm here to take back another inheritance from you."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and changed into a set of level three protective clothing with one click.
...Who can recognize you dressed like this?
Ning Mingmei put the two masks that Baimian sold him for 8 million on the front and back of his head: "It's okay, with these two masks, Bailing will definitely recognize it."
The wind resistance of the third-level protective suit in the world of immortal cultivation is a bit large. But Ning Mingmei still arrived at Blackpool quickly. Unfortunately, there is bad news here - Lin Sang was kneeling beside the black pool, holding his chest, and was dying.
"Aren't you begging for mercy?" Bai Ling said.
Lin Sang shook his head slowly. Bai Ling sneered and said, "Well, you still have some backbone."
"I have always been good at using illusions, and I can make people die in illusions. But you are different. You are a traitor to the mob. Traitors are punishable by all. I must make you die painfully while awake."
The woman's knuckles plucked the silk thread, and Lin Sang gasped in pain. He said with difficulty: "You...you are also the furnace tripod of Changlemen..."
“So what?” The woman smiled, “So you understand? The people you betrayed and killed include not only my fellow disciples, but also the people of the mob… Lin Sang, go to hell!”
"Wait a moment!"
A sharp sound echoed in the forest. Bai Ling was shocked. She didn't even notice that someone was approaching her in secret.
This person's cultivation cannot be underestimated. Fortunately, she had already laid a net around her... Bai Ling frowned and asked coldly, "Who?"
In the dense fog, a figure slowly walked out of the forest. Bai Ling squinted her eyes to look.
A... mountain-like figure.
Still bright orange.
"I wonder why you are playing tricks on me..."
"Take a good look," the man said. "Take a good look. What am I wearing on my head?"
Bai Ling: "Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? You must be trying to divert my attention."
"Then take it!"
Something white flew towards Bai Ling. Bai Ling subconsciously looked towards it and wanted to dodge, but when she saw clearly what it was, her eyes widened.
This moth-shaped mask...
She loosened the thread in her hand, tightly grasped the mask, and said in a lost voice: "How did you get this in your hand? You are..."
"It seems that all sculptors should develop their own style." The visitor said, "You probably never thought that you would see a mask like this again."
Bai Ling: "...You are a plagiarist?!"
Visitor: ...
"I am a friend of your elder brother Baimian..."
"!!"
Bai Ling was speechless for a moment. After a moment, she shouted: "What...how could it be..."
Visitor: “He is now…”
Bai Ling: "My brother has no friends at all. Not only did you steal his belongings, you also came here to lie to me!"
Visitor: ...
What’s going on? Is this the innocent little girl that Baimian mentioned?
"Decades ago, your brother told you that he was going to do a secret mission. After completing this mission, your illness would be cured. He didn't know that your illness was caused by the Blackpool explosion in Changlemen."
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