Sword Dao Alchemy

“To each his own!”

Feng Lingshuang's face instantly turned pale, as if she had received a huge blow.

The whole person suddenly fell on the snow and raised his head slightly.

He looked at Lin Yun with helpless eyes, filled with despair.

This is the final look.

If Lin Yun's heart is moved at this moment, her mental power can take advantage of it and make Lin Yun her slave from then on.

But Lin Yun was indifferent and his heart was harder than that stone.

She sighed desperately and said quietly: "It turns out that you are the most hypocritical person in the world. You are a hundred times more hypocritical than those men who share the same bed with you."

"Ha! Looks like I want to thank you for the compliment!" Lin Yun smiled contemptuously.

"Strange dreams are for sure. As for other things, don't even think about them..."

Feng Lingshuang stood up suddenly, and the aura on her body became sharp again.

Since it doesn't work, she doesn't have to pretend anymore.

He walked forward without saying a word.

Lin Yun still followed behind him nonchalantly.

…

After turning around several peaks, there is a valley.

The valley is covered with red maples.

The leaves of this kind of red maple are like blood when they are born, and their color remains unchanged until death.

The red maple is like blood, and the white snow stains it, contrasting each other, warm and wild, cold and restrained.

The contrast is strong and stunning.

At the core of the mountain recess, there is a three-story building.

That is Fenghan Pavilion.

The pavilions are simple and old, hidden in the beauty of the mountains, and they become more and more heavy.

If there were only these, this place would be truly intoxicatingly beautiful.

It's just... At this time, a dark crowd of people gathered in front of the pavilion, blocking the way to the pavilion.

If Lin Yun and Feng Lingshuang wanted to enter Fenghan Pavilion, they would have to step over them.

Lin Yun and Feng Lingshuang approached the crowd.

Those people stood in the wind and snow like stone sculptures, motionless.

As he got closer, Lin Yun discovered that they were all familiar faces.

It is those crazy people in Fenghan Pavilion.

"They moved very quickly!"

Lin Yun smiled helplessly.

"You and I just said a few words on the rooftop of Wuhen Tower, and we didn't stop for a moment, but they actually walked in front of us."

"How can you possibly know everything about the secrets in Wuhen Tower?" Feng Lingshuang said indifferently.

"Master Wuhen...he is a more talented person than you..."

"He is also the most powerful person on Fenghan Ancient Road."

"That is to say...he is the master of Fenghan Ancient Path." Lin Yun sighed quietly.

"Although he is the self-proclaimed master, it seems to be an irrefutable fact."

"Not bad!" Feng Lingshuang said coldly: "So... what we are facing... is definitely a life and death test."

"If we can get through it, you and I each get what we need."

"If we can't get through, you and I will die together!"

"If it really comes to that! I'll move somewhere!" Lin Yun joked with a smile.

Feng Lingshuang glared at him fiercely and said angrily: "It's already this time...you still..."

"I'm not joking!" Lin Yun replied seriously.

"Hmph! If you don't want to die together, then go into Fenghan Pavilion!" Feng Lingshuang said angrily.

"Of course I want to go in."

Lin Yun said coldly, walking in front of Feng Lingshuang.

People like stone sculptures suddenly fell to their knees.

"Master Lin! Let us go...turn back!"

They lay prone on the snow, all speaking in one voice, pleading, which was earth-shattering.

"Boom!"

Thunder exploded in the sky above the mountain valley.

In the blink of an eye, dark clouds gathered.

The blazing thunder and lightning shuttled through the dark clouds, but carved a crying face in the dark clouds.

The crying man had a sad look on his face, and tears actually fell from his eyes painted by thunder and lightning.

Tick-tick-tick, it fell to the ground and turned into ice cubes, also with a crying face.

Everyone in the sky and on earth is begging...

"Master Lin, even though we have done wrong things in the past, we have turned around now."

"Why can't you turn around and give us a chance?"

"Don't you see...God is showing mercy to us?"

The voices of begging were like thunder, and they were about to occupy the moral high ground.

"Ha! Kidnap me?"

Lin Yun sneered.

"Then you are wrong..."

"You want to defend evil in this way. This is the greatest insult to compassion!"

"If you must do this, then I am definitely a ruthless person."

Lin Yun said, stepping forward.

"Master Lin... you can't do this..."

"We are all weak people..."

They wailed as if the end was coming.

The thunder and lightning in the sky became more intense, and the heavy rain poured down with heavy snow.

"Are you weak?"

"You should think about the time when you were strong!"

"If you feel that your current weakness can redeem your past sins, then I can let you go..."

Lin Yun roared angrily.

All the wailing sounds disappeared instantly.

Even the wind, rain, thunder and lightning in the sky seemed to freeze for an instant.

Obviously, no one dares to say that they can.

Their sins can never be washed away...

"Ah! Although I have sinned deeply, that is just my past. I am now... a poor person..."

"You are so cruel to a poor person, you are a devil..."

…

Suddenly, the crowd burst into shouts again.

The wind, rain, thunder and lightning in the sky suddenly became violent again, wrapping around Lin Yun.

The principle of evil people is to be strong.

My evil was in the past, and I am weak now.

But your evil... is happening now.

Lin Yun didn't care about that.

"So what if I am a demon?"

With a roar, the violent force rushed over.

The people kneeling in front of him were swept away one by one, opening up a path.

Lin Yun strode forward.

"This demon... we can't let him pass even if we die..."

"Yes... let him pass... none of us can survive..."

"Aren't the lives of thousands of us more important than his life..."

"We kill him... so that we can all survive..."

"So... we are the righteous people who kill demons and defend the way..."

...

People shouted and rushed up...

Lin Yun grabbed two long swords and waved them wildly.

The sword blood flew into the sky like raindrops, blending into the crying face in the sky, and slowly turned red.

The bodies that were beheaded flew to both sides.

But the people behind him didn't care and continued to rush towards Lin Yun.

They understood.

If they didn't die in Lin Yun's hands, they would die in the hands of their master.

To die in Lin Yun's hands, they would be cut in two.

But to die in the hands of their master, they would have to experience the pain of hell.

They knew their choice.

The killing became more and more crazy.

Feng Lingshuang was standing and watching the show at this time.

She had a faint smile on her face.

The blood flying like raindrops could hardly stain her at all.

She was still ethereal in white clothes, and she was extremely beautiful.

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