Qingyun Disciple

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Yun Mo never thought that he would face this problem again. If it is said that drying up that jar of medicinal wine with his eyes closed in the dormitory opened the door to a new life for himself; this time, it is really survival And the choice of death.

Moreover, Yun Mo found sadly that since he received Yang Jian's inheritance, his luck has not been much better.

The spirit is still a little blunt, and the soul is still suffering from the injury that was burned by the flames just now. That kind of strange flame seems to have a natural restraint power on the soul of a person, even if it is not directly touched, it will be dissipated burned by the heat.

Yun Mo's fear of that fiery man had reached its peak.

In his current state, the odds of winning against that fiery man are extremely low. It's not that he hasn't tried using ice water to restrain that strange flame just now, but this strange fire is clearly not a mortal fire, water can't be extinguished, Soil...then don't need to mention it, can it be ignited without watching it practice mud!

He really hoped that he could huddle in a corner and wait until dawn. In Zhou Yixian's narrative, even if he was stronger than the Balrog back then, he died in the end because he couldn't support the consumption of his soul.But at this time, Yun Mo also understood why the short-term Nirvana formula that increased mana power was better than the Blood Curse of the Changshengtang, why it has been unknown. It is afraid that few people in Fenxiang Valley now have mastered this evil formula.

The spellcaster is unconscious and cannot distinguish between himself and the enemy. This is the biggest and most fatal flaw of this formula.

But this is also the most troublesome part for Yun Mo, who would want to face an opponent who is violent, unreasonable, with weird attack methods and cannot be restrained!

However, the footsteps of those villagers fell heavily on Yun Mo's heart like a heavy hammer, drumming every step, "Boom, boom, boom..."

For a long time, Yunmo has no sense of justice, so he can befriend the ghost Wang Zongbai and the others without any scruples, and he can still hide quietly and watch the show when the personnel of Fenxiang Valley suffer heavy casualties from an ambush.However, he couldn't convince himself to watch these poor people being slaughtered innocently and remain indifferent.

However, the constant tingling sensation from his consciousness reminded him, danger, danger, danger!

This period of time is very short, but it seems to be very long.Sometimes Yun Mo really wished that he could really become a piece of wood, a wood with no feelings but no thoughts, so that he would not have to think or choose.

"You are dodging!" A voice sounded like thunder in Yun Mo's mind!

"You're scared, you're scared, you're useless!" The voice was babbling and cursing, circling and fluctuating in his mind, like the wail of an old raven that lingered endlessly; But the meaning revealed in the words, like Hong Zhong Dalu, possesses a power that directly points to people's hearts.

Scenes unfolded slowly in Yunmo's memory, the "Amitabha Buddha" before the death of the monk Huizong Waifayin of the Qing Dynasty; the flames escaping from the body of the young Fenxianggu disciple who was seriously injured and dying; The body that was unwilling to fall down; the "Thousand Catty Pendant" mantra that was broken but still insisted on chanting intermittently... and then... the young woman in aqua-colored clothes floated in the blue sky and opened her arms. Arms, amidst the quietly ringing bells, the incantations were so firm and crisp, the woman finally, still with a charming gentle smile that had never appeared before, greeted the seven-color sword light. !

If that burning man's observation ability is subtle enough, he will be surprised to find out why this firewood trembles slightly inexplicably.

Yun Mo suppressed his tears, and went through those sad, indignant, shocking, and painful memories. His tears did not come from the unbearable past, but from the voice in his heart, which nakedly revealed his seemingly strong heart. The indifferent coat reveals his fragile heart!

"You are crippled! You are not physically crippled, you are crippled even in your heart! Why are you pretending to be indifferent, calm, and resigned to the situation without forcing it! In fact, you are shrinking back and fearing, you are timid after being injured, you are afraid Injured again, you are afraid of death, you are afraid that you will not be able to beat your opponent and lose your face!"

This language is like a pair of sharp knives, from the most fragile and sensitive part of his heart, cutting outwards one by one, putting the cowardice that he has been unwilling to think about and admit, naked in the heart. in front of him.

He has always known the shrinking under his strong shell. He said that he acted cautiously, but he was bullying the weak and fearing the hard; Match!

These cowardices in character were covered up by his strong cultivation when he was high-spirited in the past.But when he lost the aura of being invincible among his peers, he magnified this shortcoming several times and exposed it nakedly.

He suddenly asked himself, during the night of killing, he has not made a move for a long time. Is it because he was concerned about the safety of Zhou Yixian and Xiaohuan, or because he flinched after being injured!

Tears finally ooze out. Over the years, Yunmo has never faced his heart so directly, never put his cowardice and fragility under the sun for examination.

He Yunmo, although it has always been smooth sailing after crossing, he has lost the indomitable fighting spirit that he had when he was in adversity back then!

He suddenly thought of those hazy women beside him, and suddenly realized that in his memory, he had never done anything for them!He was just complaining, angry, hating!He took all of these as they should be, but ignored that nothing in this world has ever been a matter of course.

He stared blankly at the night sky, and the twinkling stars brought his thoughts back to the small island full of murderous threats, that stormy night.The turbulent waves seemed to beat against my ears. Under the night sky in the distance, there was the arrogant and arrogant Kui Niu jumping down from the sky. The tall and tall young man who was unfamiliar, stood proudly, and the cold light shining on the spear was as bright as the stars in the nine heavens!

At that time, he never took a step back!

The spear is still in hand!

There seemed to be a flame burning in my heart, and the boiling temperature was no less than the onslaught of the heat wave from outside.

I'm not even afraid of Kui Niu, but I'm still afraid of you, the Balrog!

A few young and bold villagers touched the wall quietly and turned their heads away. They were stunned by the scene in front of them.

"Ah!" They had never seen such a monster with a body full of fire, they could only scream and watch the group of burning people float towards them.

At this moment, a silver light streaked across the void, flying towards the flame with a gust of wind.

A figure flashed by.

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The tall young man suddenly jumped out and shouted: "Demacia! The spear is here, bring the ticket!"

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