The whole sect is reborn

When she fell into a dark and sweet dream, Zhu Fu didn't react for a while, but then she saw the miserable scene opposite and slowly frowned.

That monk who was covered in blood, with a scar across his cheek even on his originally soft face but didn't bother to wipe it, was that her senior brother who was extremely clean?

Dreams are supposed to be blurry, but somehow, Zhu Fu's dreams seemed to be particularly clear.

At least, Zhu Fu could tell who she was seeing from the bloody figure. Although they had not been together for a short time, in her impression, the senior brother had always been a clean person. Just like when he was eating.

, even if she gets a little more stain on the corner of her mouth, the senior brother will wipe it off carefully before letting her take another bite.

When she was in Wuji Sect, because she was not used to the furniture, she always threw things all over the floor. It was her senior brother who diligently cleaned the house for her, so Zhu Fu would not be buried by those things.

But at this time, Zhu Fu could only see that the senior brother was covered in blood and had no time to wipe it off. He just faced the overwhelming enemy on the opposite side exhaustedly.

Zhong Kelian just stood there quietly, not caring about how many blood stains were stained on his clothes. The clothes that were originally embroidered with lifelike bamboo leaves were stained with blood stains to the point where the bamboo leaves were almost invisible.

Because of the dirt and blood marks on his body, Zhu Fu almost thought that his senior brother was dead. But the next moment, when the overwhelming enemy rushed towards him, Zhong Kelian suddenly raised his eyes, and his clear eyes reflected everything on the battlefield.

Blood stains, and the extremely ferocious faces of the enemy.

At the same time, the clothes on Zhong Kelian's body suddenly lit up with strange lines. It was a dark luster, indicating the ominous nature of these lines.

Those black lines seemed to be conscious. The moment the enemy attacked, they turned into clouds of black mist and eroded into the enemy's body. The next moment, those enemies with unclear faces were bleeding from their orifices one by one and died silently!

"Curse! It's the Zhong family's curse!"

"Damn it! Why does he still have clothes embroidered with 'Yanxiu'?!"

After the enemy's brief panic, there was an exceptionally tall figure standing against the light. Zhu Fu stared at him for a while, but could not see his face under the sun at all. He just felt his eyes hurt.

At this moment, this man who was obviously the leader of the enemy gave a warning to the senior brother!

"Zhong Kelian! You are the descendant of the Zhong family, and you are the only descendant of the art of 'Yanxiu'. Thinking back on how glorious the Zhong family was back then, using the art of Yanxiu to bless monks, I don't know how helpful it is.

How many monks have you killed in the world of Jinyuan! Now, you actually use it to curse us?! If the ancestors of the Zhong family were still alive and saw that you actually used the "Yanxiu" used for blessing to curse and kill others, how heartbroken they would be.

!”

No matter how sorry the person opposite said or how sincere his tone was, Zhong Kelian just flipped up his messy hair and let out a light "tsk" when he found that the hair was covered with sticky blood.

Although the senior brother looked a bit girly, the words he spoke at this moment were as if they were poisoned and he was not polite at all.

"I said, I'm really disgusted with people like you who want to build a memorial arch after being a bitch. Now that you've killed the killer, you still have to put up a fig leaf for yourself, aren't you tired of it? Oh, yes.

Well, with the Wuji Sect’s accumulation over the years, you will naturally not be tired.”

"Oh, it's a pity that my master, who has worked so hard for most of his life, has built a great empire at the expense of these disgusting things. It's really pitiful."

Zhong Kelian touched the storage ring on his hand, and a brand new piece of clothing embroidered with strange patterns was put on his body again. Zhu Fu saw the senior brother stretched out his fingers to adjust the clothes skillfully, and then said politely.

"Of course, as a disciple of the Wuji Sect, how can I let you easily get my Wuji Sect's things? Don't worry, except for these 'Yan Xiu' clothes on my body, I have already taken all the other Wuji Sect things.

Burned!"

After this sound, no matter how angry the enemy on the opposite side was, Zhong Kelian's soft cheeks shone brightly in the blood mist, like a peerless sword unsheathed, sharp and dazzling!

"So what if our Wuji Sect is destroyed? You will still get nothing!"

The enemy leader on the opposite side was so angry that he turned blue at the moment. He no longer cared about Xu Tuzhi's original intention and directly ordered to kill Zhong Kelian at all costs!

Zhu Fu stared at the male cultivator who was speaking, her teeth chattering loudly. She seemed to have forgotten that she was just a bystander, and rushed towards him with a sound of 'ouch!' She also pointed at him with her white teeth.

Bite off the neck!

Dare to hurt my senior brother!

Go to hell!

Click!

Because he used too much force, Zhu Fu almost bit off his tongue!

It was also because of this severe pain that Zhu Fu suddenly woke up from his dream. Because the dream was so realistic, Zhu Fu could not get out of his complex emotions such as extreme hatred, disgust, unwillingness, sadness, etc., and his whole body was sore and weak.

He was lying on the branch, and his heart was beating so hard at this moment!

She moved her teeth and immediately touched the spot she had just bitten. Zhu Fu's facial expression twisted in pain, and she almost screamed, and then she realized something was wrong.

Why is it so quiet around here?

Where are Master and senior brothers and sisters? Weren’t they still talking just now?

Because he didn't know how long he had slept just now, and because he felt weak all over, Zhu Fu just turned his eyes slightly and opened his eyelids a little, intending to take a look at the surrounding situation.

"!"

Even Zhu Fu didn't expect that he just opened his eyes slightly and met a pair of very close eyes! Just like that, a layer of cold sweat suddenly formed on Zhu Fu's back, and he almost jumped!

Someone is staring at me!

He's still the elder brother of the twin brothers who kept pestering him just now!

Zhu Fu remembered that although he had been noisy before, he was innocent and lively and liked to talk. But now, the boy was staring at him with a strange expression, and his eyes were full of malice!

The elder brother of the twin brothers, Gu Chao, stretched out his hand and poked Zhu Fu's cheek hard. He poked so hard that his sharp nails immediately scratched Zhu Fu's cheek, and a trace of blood flowed out.

When Gu Chao saw this, his big eyes suddenly revealed a sinister joy that was inconsistent with his true age.

"Oh, she's bleeding. The color of the blood is so pretty."

As he spoke, Gu Chao lowered his head, sucked the drop of blood on Zhu Fu's face into his mouth, and then showed an intoxicated smile. He looked extremely satisfied.

"Her blood tastes really good."

"Stop playing!"

The twin brother with an injury on his head, Gu Xi, was standing on a branch not far away, stepping on a limp monk and complaining dissatisfiedly to Gu Chao.