At first, Zheng Ruxin didn't believe him.

He asked: "Can you solve all these dilemmas by killing just one person?"

The man in black said, "Yes."

Li Ruxin: "How can you?"

"Feng Rugu had reached the realm of the Nascent Soul ten years ago. Since the demon cultivator destroyed the Tao, the world's fortune has been insufficient, and there are less than one thousand people who can make elixirs, and there is no one in the realm of the Nascent Soul. If the divine stone can get a Nascent Soul help, it can help thousands of people avoid the suffering of sacrifice. This is one of them."

Practice like the expression of the mind and the expression of the mind moves slightly.

"You carry the soul of a demon cultivator, but you just need a body. If you die, his body is the best container. You don't have to find innocent people and take their body. This is the second one."

"You kill one person and benefit tens of millions of people, and protect the peace of the country. The divine stone is forever solid, and there is no need to protect it anymore. If the divine stone has a spirit, it should reward you and give you freedom. This is the third one."

The man in black had a very calm voice, as silent as the snow on the high mountain: "He robbed you of incense, robbed you of blessings, and indirectly killed this demon cultivator. Although he was unintentional, his karma had already been caused. Do you want to bear everything for him, or kill him and end everything?"

After being silent for a long time, Lian Ru said in his heart: "I have never fought for the Nascent Soul cultivator. Besides, I cannot live without the ancient city."

The man in black said, "As long as you have seen him, you will know that you can fight. I will help you. As long as you have something irrelevant in the city and attract a few Taoist or Buddhists to come here, I will have a way to ask Feng Rugu to come to this city by himself."

Practice as if the heart doesn't understand.

That Yun Zhongjun should be a noble Taoist. How could he attract him here if something irrelevant?

The man in black said, "You don't need to worry too much about this. I have a way."

Lian Ruxin closed her eyes: "I won't kill anyone in the city."

The man in black said, "It's up to you."

The man in black caught the knife and was about to leave, but was stopped by Lian Ruxin.

The man in black looked back, his figure was cold, and his long cloak wrapped his figure up like a jade soul turned into a thousand-year-old jade.

Lian Ruxin asked: "I seek peace in the world, a liberation, and a living thing. What are you asking for?"

The man in black held the black gold Tang sword, silently.

Lian Ruxin noticed that from the threaded hole in the mask, a pair of strange-colored blue eyes were exposed.

Lian Ruxin understood a little: "You have a grudge against that Taoist lord?"

"I have no grudges with anyone." The man in black said coldly, "What I want is that the world is peaceful and Chang'an, and the Taoist sect will return to orthodox."

This is extremely strange.

Jian Ruxin has a pair of eyes raised by the power of heaven and earth, and can see through things that ordinary people cannot see through. Therefore, he can see that this person has a lot of blood stained with blood. The ambition of Chang'an in the world is extremely disproportionate to such a person with bloody hands.

But Lian Ruxin didn't ask any more questions.

According to the "bad idea" that Yi Shangchen once gave him, he chose the wealthy families in the ancient city, taking one soul and one spirit, not hurting his body, and only causing him to fall asleep.

Sure enough, rumors of soul-devouring monsters gradually spread in the city.

The people in Shuisheng Ancient City have been protected by the divine stone for a long time and have not encountered such a strange thing for a long time. So people are panicked, and the people spread the monster's hideous face vividly, as if they had seen it with their own eyes.

Their guardians, Lian Ruxin, turned into a white shadow, held his newly stolen soul carefully in their arms, walked under the scorching sun, but felt only floating in the ice water.

The first time he did something bad in his life, he was frightened and felt a strange, subtle relaxation.

Five days later, he accidentally found the body of a little monk on Mizhi Mountain.

...The little monk's head and feet are north and north, and there is a thread of dry blood left on his neck. He cut his throat with one knife, which is exactly what Tang Dao did.

The man in black in Lantong stood beside him, considering the place where the little monk's body was placed.

Lian Ruxin recognized everyone in the city. He knew that this little monk was the second son of Baidaguan, a Bai family in the west of this city. Because of his naughty nature, his parents had a headache, so he simply sent him to Hanshan Temple to be a lay monk and discipline him for three years.

And four days ago, he just took over the soul and spirit of Bai Daren.

Lian Ruxin stepped forward and said anxiously: "You said that you will not kill anyone in the city."

The man in black: "When will I promise you? What I promise is that you don't have to kill someone in the city. If my knife is willing to kill, there is no need to worry about the divine stone."

Li Ruxin is not good at speaking and speaking skills. He is anxious but can't speak out on his mouth. His pretty face becomes redder.

At the end, he stopped trying to say anything and sighed softly: "Forget it. You and I are plotting together, what is the difference between you and me?"

The man in black ignored him and dragged the little monk's body into the west and east. He picked up a fresh beech leaf from the ground and shone on the sunshine.

The veins of the beech tree are clear and when penetrated by the sun, they look like a small green palm with blue veins.

He said, "You wait for him to come here. I have something else to do."

Lian Ruxin asked: "Where are you going?"

The man in black put the leaves of the beech tree into his arms: "Bring him to you."

...

The mist in front of Feng Rugu's eyes dissipated, and two drops of tea sprinkled from the cup fell to his knees.

Just a moment after the water drips, he has seen the half of the life of the Stone God Son Lian Ruxin.

Lian Ruxin stood in front of him and repeated his intention: "I'm here, please feel at ease and die."

When he said this, Lian Ruxin still had a shy red look on his cheeks, like a shy boy who made unreasonable requests to others.

All stories and weaknesses are presented together before he intends to take action. Practicing the heart is indeed a gentleman, and killing people is so elegant.

Feng Rugu thought this way, took another sip of the residual cigarette and placed the gun on the table: "I'm really prone to hatred."

Lian Ruxin pursed her thin lips, but did not deny it, looking at him with a pair of eyes with a hint of worry and sadness.

When he came into contact with his eyes, Feng Ruyuan was cold for no reason.

After dealing with him at this point, the doubts and uneasiness that were always hanging in Feng Rugu's heart became clearer and clearer.

——Liang Ruxin is born of the stone spirit, and there is nothing in his body that is not natural. Therefore, his eyes can see through all the confusion.

He could see at a glance that Feng Rugu, who was watching the sunrise on the cliff, used the technique of moving phases.

He could also see at a glance that the dust on his clothes was a demon cultivator, and the man in black had a bloody evil sign.

...He can see through everything...

After suddenly realizing this, Feng Rugu's expression changed.

After realizing that Feng Rugu's expression had changed, Lian Ruxin knew that he had guessed the truth, and she smiled embarrassedly: "Yes, Yun Zhongjun. All the tricks are useless to me."

"So, I know that you pointed a guide star on the wrist of the layman, first gave him the wrong place to lead him away, and planned to call him back at the right time. Therefore, I set up a spiritual barrier around the Qingqiu Pavilion, and have just urged everyone in the museum to sleep."

"You have been dealing with me and wanting to delay time, so I know it."

"…Yun Zhongjun is in a state of ill health and cannot use his spiritual power. He has known it a long time ago when he was following you."

"There is only one thing that is not understood." Lian Ruxin said, "Yun Zhongjun knows that I am following you and is waiting for an opportunity to start, but even his disciples are unwilling to leave one by your side. Do you really have such a courageous and dare to wait here with a useless body that is no different from ordinary people?"

"I said it, I thought you would come with him." Feng Rugu said lightly, "My two disciples are not good at learning skills, and are afraid of being embarrassed in front of Lord Shi Shen and Lord Ghost Face."

Lian Ruxin was silent for a while, and two fingers made one, and a white fire lit up at the fingertips: "Yun Zhongjun is a piece of the painstaking efforts of the guardians, and I will try to convey it."

Seeing that the white light that meant death was ignited, Feng Rugu still had a joke: "No need, as long as I am a master, as long as I don't drag them down, it will be my greatest achievement."

Lian Ruxin almost wanted to do something, but for the first time, he was facing a living face and staring at him, but he couldn't do anything, but instead made his face pale.

He turned the white light on his fingertips and pointed at the sleepy little monk Haijing on the bed. He put a little bluffing threat in his tone: "Please commit suicide by Yun Zhongjun, I will leave you some decentness."

Practicing the heart can easily open Hai Jing's head if you just need to activate your finger force.

Feng Rugu didn't smile: "This is a grudge between you and me, it has nothing to do with him."

Lian Ruxin: "I don't want to involve others, Yun Zhongjun, if you don't commit suicide, I can only take his life and then yours. If you don't have the power to resist, why bother to lose another life..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Rugu turned his head and ran towards the window, snatched the wooden sword hanging by the little monk by the window, jumped onto the window ridge, leaped out to exert force, and jumped straight down from the third floor painting floor!

Practice like a sudden change of thoughts—

This is not an escape.

With Feng Ruyuan's three-inch tongue, he could have dealt with him again, but for the sake of the little monk's safety, he resolutely cut off his life!

The moment he jumped into the window, he took all the dangers on himself!

Lian Ruxin didn't have time to think about what connection Feng Rugu had with this little monk, and why he was willing to sacrifice his life to protect him.

He only knew that he could not let Feng Rugu escape like this.

Feng Rugu had not controlled his spiritual power for a long time, and his movements were a little clumsy. When he landed on the pleasure boat, he had no time to collect his remaining energy and staggered forward two steps.

However, before his toes were firmly firm, he felt something in his heart, and he did not look back, and he dodged sideways-

A white light covered with murderous intent splashed into the sky. Even though he hid in time, his clothes on his back were still cut into pieces.

The lotus pond was broken through a wave of water. A beautiful boat was like encountering a huge wave in the sea. After a violent bump, it capsized on the spot. The piano table and chess board fell into the water, leaving only the sidewalk and a small eagle building floating on the surface.

Practice like the mind stands on the empty side, floating in the air, lowering your head to look for Feng Ru's old traces.

The mist dissipated, and Lian Ruxin saw Feng Ruyuan, who was broken in his clothes.

He held Hai Jing's Bodhi wooden sword and stood on the floating and rising eagle.

Under the damaged clothes, large pieces of blue lotus tattoos were exposed, vivid and concise.
To be continued...