Luo Ningxue looked back and found that the person who was talking was a strange man, who seemed to be a monk from Fang Yunshan.

This person is Wu Ling, who has an unclear relationship with Zhang Heng.

There was a faint loneliness on Wu Ling's face, but it was replaced by a kind of enlightenment and determination in a while. He murmured in a low voice: "I am me... why bother..."

After a while, Wu Ling regained his previous calmness, his eyes flew around, and soon noticed the ice sculpture transformed by Zhang Heng.

He sighed slightly and walked slowly to Zhang Heng.

"I am Wu Ling, I believe you will definitely hear my voice." Wu Ling just stared at Zhang Heng, with a special feeling in his eyes.

Zhang Heng was speechless, as if he had really turned into an emotionless ice sculpture.

"You can't escape. There will never be any peace or beauty in this world. Hiding in seclusion is just a cowardly act that dares not face reality..."

"You have your biological parents, your sister, and even, you have me, the brother who rarely meets..."

Wu Ling didn't seem to care whether Zhang Heng could return to normal, but just whispered to himself and the other party.

"You are my brother?"

Zhang Heng, who was frozen, suddenly spoke, and his eyes looked at Wu Ling in front of him, with a little surprise. Obviously, he had not been truly turned into an ice sculpture.

Zhang Heng had long speculated about Wu Ling's identity, but he never expected that the other party would be his brother with his body.

Influenced by Tang Feng's part of the fusion consciousness that had been swallowed and fused, Zhang Heng asked unconsciously.

"Yes, I am your brother... You are my younger brother, we have parents and sister..."

Zhang Heng smiled mockingly: "So what..."

He is just an otaku on earth who travels through time, and his so-called parents and sisters cannot give him the feeling of being a true relative.

"Brother, this is just a test in the Blood Kill Temple, you can't admit defeat."

Ning Xuerong's voice came from the green storage bag, and her tone was very anxious.

"You promised Brother Luohe to take good care of Xuerong... You have promised that you should protect Xuerong..." Ning Xuerong's faint voice was a bit sad.

Zhang Heng was silent for a while and suddenly said, "I have never forgotten my previous promise..."

"That's great, come out quickly!" Ning Xuerong's happy voice rippled in this ice fog world.

"Although I am an otaku, I admit that I have a little evil in my heart, but I am also a man. I cannot forget the promise I made... Not only Ning Xuerong, but also the two men of Guo from Dutian Castle are waiting for me... Especially that poor disciple of the deprived spirit root... and the skill of refining heaven and earth that has not yet reached the peak..."

Zhang Heng had such thoughts in his mind, and then he stared at the hazy snow fog outside with his eyes, and a highlight appeared in his eyes.

"Broken!" Zhang Heng's body shook, and all the ice crystals around him were shattered.

"You finally figured it out." Wu Ling laughed.

A trace of clarity suddenly appeared in Zhang Heng's eyes, and he suddenly said: "The singing just now was really terrible. It actually made me lose all my fighting spirit..."

For an otaku like Zhang Heng, he is used to eating and drinking, peace and worry-free life on the earth. He has a subconscious boredom with killing and competition, so he is so easily addicted to this song.

"This is no longer the earth... All relatives and friends have left me..." A faint feeling of sadness arose in Zhang Heng's heart.

"This is a new starting point, killing and ruthlessness, selfishness and greed, and following the rules of the game here, can we live better in this world."

Zhang Heng's eyes became more firm, and he changed his mind again, truly establishing his unwavering belief.

"My brother, you finally wake up..." A look of joy flashed in Wu Ling's eyes.

"As long as we brothers join forces, this temple will never threaten our existence."

Zhang Heng was silent and said after a long time: "I don't have your brother..."

Zhang Heng has all the memories in front of Tang Feng, and there is no trace of Wu Ling.

Wu Ling sighed: "You don't know me...but the same blood flows in our bodies. In this temple, I am the only person you can trust the most."

"Junior Brother Wu, we will still act according to the plan." Zhang Heng looked indifferent and pronounced the words "Junior Brother Wu" very heavily.

Wu Ling's expression darkened slightly, and he let out a light breath, but a smile on his face: "I know you still have a lot of doubts in your heart, and you are still doubting my identity."

"At that time, Ouyang Tiande, who had been practicing to the Foundation Establishment Stage, found Tang Fangzhou, who was hidden in the mortal world's great loss of strength, which was our ancestor, based on the connection between the Ziji Illusion Magic Art. The two made an agreement between them and made a soul blood oath with the agreement, and you were part of the agreement. Before you reach the Foundation Establishment Stage, Ouyang Tiande shall not harm the Tang family's children, including you, in any way. As for what Ouyang Tiande wants, haha, in my hands..."

Zhang Heng listened quietly, but did not really understand the whole story.

"I am an illegitimate child..." Wu Ling suddenly added.

"Since Tang Fangzhou is dead, what else is he unwilling to accept it?" Zhang Heng said in confusion.

Wu Ling looked sarcastic: "Yes, he was very unwilling to be defeated by Ouyang Tiande, and he didn't want the 'treasure' in his hand to fall into the hands of outsiders..."

"So, we are all chess pieces." Zhang Heng whispered.

"You are an chess, and I am an chess." Wu Ling said.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but suddenly realize that Tang Feng was just an open chess piece to attract Ouyang Tiande's attention. Wu Ling was probably the real killing arranged by Tang Fangzhou.

However, Tang Fangzhou is already dead. How do you control the two pieces of light and darkness in the future?

Zhang Heng's eyes fell on Wu Ling, and he probably knew all the secrets.

The singing around was still not stopped, and the sound was still so soft and peaceful, but it could no longer affect Zhang Heng's emotions.

"Senior Brother Tang... can you go and save Junior Brother Zhao?" Luo Ningxue suddenly came to Zhang Heng's approach.

Zhang Heng glanced at him and found Zhao Rui who turned into an ice sculpture.

"Second brother, are you thinking about your home?" Zhang Heng gradually approached Zhao Rui with a few smiles on his lips.

Zhao Rui looked peaceful, his eyes closed, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

"You really don't say anything?" Zhang Heng smiled and knocked Zhao Rui's head with his hand.

"Brother, why don't you go home with me?" Zhao Rui suddenly said happily when he heard Zhang Heng's familiar voice.

Zhang Heng's face suddenly sank and he said to Wu Ling who was standing aside: "These people have probably found out about our conversation just now. What do you think we should do?"

A vicious expression suddenly flashed in Wu Ling's eyes, staring at Luo Ningxue standing beside him and said, "This woman must not be kept, let me start and end her life!"

"天天" Wu Ling condensed a spiral blade blue primordial ball in his hand. There were countless tiny wind blades rotating constantly in the blue light ball. Once this object hits any invincible person, it will exert its crushing attribute. If it touches a person's body, it will probably grind you into meat scraps in an instant.

Li Hong, who had previously suffered a lot of losses under such a move.

"Go!" The spiral blade green Yuan ball in Wu Ling's hand flew towards Luo Ningxue without slowness.

"No! You can't hurt her!" The ice crystals around Zhao Rui suddenly shattered, and a dark red rotating airflow shot out from his hand, blocking Luo Ningxue's face.

Wu Ling smiled and took back the spiral blade Qingyuan Ball.

"You lied to me..." Zhao Rui immediately understood.

Zhang Heng laughed: "Second brother, let's go to your house again when we have the chance in the future."

"Are you the eldest brother?" Zhao Rui judged Zhang Heng's identity from his voice.

Zhang Heng is using Zhao Yun's image at this moment, but he does not deliberately conceal his voice.

"The singing just now was so weird." Zhao Rui said with lingering fear.

Zhang Heng nodded and said, "This thing is to destroy our fighting spirit and confuse our psychology."

At this moment, three monks suddenly walked from the front. They saw Zhang Heng and others and shouted quickly: "It's all you can do, come here quickly."

"What's going on?" Zhang Heng was puzzled.

One of the monks, Zhang Heng, happened to know him, was Ling Feiyang from the Xianyun Sect. His current strength has also reached the realm of Great Perfect Qi Refining.

He explained: "We are waiting ahead to start the second level of the trial, and only you are missing."

"The first level of purgatory road is over?" Zhang Heng's eyes fell on the ice sculptures around him.

"They are all dead." Wu Ling swept his spiritual sense and said.

At this moment, a faint voice sounded in the ice fog and snowy area: "The first level of purgatory road has ended, waiting for the second level, the gate of life and death!"

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Chapter completed!