dhibooks Chapter 55 Now I know I'm afraid
Chapter 55 Now I know I'm afraid
There was a buzzing in Baili Wuming's head, and he turned around and ran away.
Looking at the back of Baili Wuming fleeing, Duan Qing curled up a strand of hair on her temples with her slender and fair index finger.
hehe!Don't you want revenge?Are you scared now?
Baili Wuming, who rushed out of the cave in one breath, leaned on his knees with both hands, panting heavily.
He felt dizzy, chest tightness and shortness of breath, and he might even pass out on the ground in a second.
"how so……"
Panting hard, Baili Wuming frowned, his expression was painful, and he clenched his fists tightly.
here……
This cave is the one he was captured into five years ago.
In other words, the demon clan who invaded him five years ago was the leader of the entire demon clan——Mozun.
"Is it... me? It was me who accidentally helped Mozun break the seal?"
Baili Wuming muttered to himself, his whole body trembled.
"My enemy...is the Demon Lord who even the emperor had to sacrifice his life to seal..."
Can I really avenge this revenge?
Hugging his head tightly, Baili Wuming couldn't help shouting, and the shouting echoed throughout the forest.
……
How did Baili Wuming get back to Hefengmen? He didn't even have any memory of it, as if he had lost his soul. He only thought about one thing along the way—whether he could avenge his revenge?How should I report it?
If it is an ordinary demon, he still has the confidence that he will be able to avenge his shame when he becomes a true disciple.
However, the other party is the Demon Lord.
In this world, only the Immortal Emperor can defeat the Mozun, and the price is extremely heavy.
Today, the Demon Lord has been resurrected, but what about the Immortal Emperor?
No one knows whether the Immortal Emperor was really reincarnated thousands of years ago, and no one knows who the Immortal Emperor's soul was reincarnated to.
After returning from the cave, Baili Wuming did not go back to his room, but came to the empty practice field.
The gray sky above his head was like a dirty rag, just like Baili Wuming's state of mind at this moment.
"I...why am I so weak?"
Seeing the trembling hands, Baili Wuming clenched his teeth.
call out!
He sucked out a wooden sword with his spiritual power, and began to practice in the huge field.
Boom!
In the evening, there was a thunderclap in the gloomy sky, followed by heavy rain pouring down mercilessly, and the entire Lingxiao Mountain was covered with a layer of fuzzy and thick rain and fog.
When Duan Qing came out of Yuexin Pavilion, the sky was already dark, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, showing no sign of stopping.
Holding an umbrella in one hand, he was walking in the torrential rain, still thinking about what Bai Zhen had said to him.
He was the only one among the outer disciples who had reached the foundation-building stage, and Bai Zhen told him that he could already be promoted to an inner disciple.
Every year, there will be two places among the disciples of the outer sect to be promoted to the inner sect. Sometimes they are designated by Bai Zhen himself, and sometimes they are recommended by other deputy heads or elders. It is not impossible for the outer disciples to volunteer.
All in all, only those who can stand out among the outer disciples, the rare ones, can get this hard-won opportunity.
"But once you enter the inner sect, you will have less contact with senior brothers..."
Duan Qing muttered to herself.
He is a majestic demon, and he didn't really intend to cultivate immortality when he came here.
Passing the practice field, Duan Qing inadvertently turned her head, a pair of purple pupils suddenly stared.
"...Brother?!"
Baili Wuming was standing alone in the practice field, holding a wooden sword, and was drowned from head to toe.
Just when Duan Qing was about to approach the practice field, Baili Wushang Bo's body fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
thump!
Water splashed everywhere, and Duan Qing came to Baili Wuming's side in a flash, dropped the umbrella, and hugged the unconscious Baili Wuming.
"Senior Brother! Senior Brother!"
Gently shaking Baili Wuming in her arms, but Baili Wuming didn't respond, Duan Qing felt an unprecedented tension in her heart for some reason.
"Anyway, he can't die, is this seat too into the drama?"
He said so, but he carried Baili Wuming back to the room as quickly as possible, and touched Baili Wuming's forehead.
"It's hot!"
Baili Wuming had a high fever, his physical and spiritual strength were severely overdrawn, and the hand holding the sword was covered with blisters.
"What the hell are you doing? Before you kill a thousand enemies, you lose eight hundred?"
Realizing that Baili Wuming practiced too hard to become like this, Duan Qing sighed heavily, "Why bother, even if you exhaust yourself, it is absolutely impossible to defeat me."
Sitting down by the bed, Duan Qing raised her hand to touch Baili Wuming's hot skin, her bony fingers traced Baili Wuming's forehead, cheeks, and neck all the way to Baili Wuming's beautiful collarbone.