The clouds and the black eagle rode on white horses.

Seeing that they were about to reach the border city of the southern country, but at this moment, dozens of black shadows sprang out from the woods on both sides, surrounding them.

Yun Ting and Black Eagle tightened the reins of their horses, staring at the man in black in front of them, it seemed that the enemy country had sent so many elites, but they didn't want Yun Ting to step into the southern country half a step.

"I'm going, how come there is still a batch?!" Black Hawk couldn't help but jump on his horse.

Cloud Thunder's eyes narrowed slightly, and he exchanged glances with the black eagle, then flew away from the horse, drew his long sword, and fought with them.

This group of black-clothed people is different from the ones they met on the road, they are all superb in martial arts, quick and accurate, and deadly, and it is difficult to deal with for a while.

It stands to reason that the target of the man in black is Yun Ting, but in fact, only a few people entangled Yun Ting, and the remaining dozens of people all besieged Black Eagle alone.

Even if the Black Eagle grew two more arms and legs, it would not be able to defeat so many swords and weapons, and after a while, it would be already wounded all over their bodies.

"Black Hawk!"

Yun Ting's long sword was against the four black-clothed people in front of him, and with a sudden swing, he jumped into the black-clothed crowd surrounding Black Hawk, grabbed the corner of Black Eagle's clothes, and fought his way out of the bloody road, helping him to the horse.

"Childe!"

"You go first!"

The clouds slapped hard, and the horses were frightened, and they galloped away with the black eagle on their backs.

"Childe!"

The black hawk turned his head and shouted unwillingly, but he had no strength in his body, so he could only let the white horse run at will.

Yun Ting saw the figure of the black eagle gradually moving away, a sharp sword across his chest, looking at the dozen or so people standing in front of him, without the slightest fear, but his eyes were not shocked.

The black-clothed man at the head raised the big knife above his head and shouted back: "Who can kill Yun Ting today, the Lord said, there is a reward!"

There will be brave men under the great reward.

The people in black attacked the clouds like crazy, and more than a dozen swords, the cold glow flashed, and each murderous aura filled the sky.

Yun Ting calmly faced the battle, and a sword resisted the strength of a dozen swords.

The body suddenly retreated backwards, and the man in black threw himself into the air, the clouds were on tiptoe, his body spun out of thin air, the sword light came overwhelmingly, and blood splashed.

The man in black had already lost most of it, and the man in black at the head covered his arm that was cut by Yun Ting, secretly thinking, this Yun Ting is really not easy to deal with, it seems that he can only ......

He suddenly pinched his fingers, and a bag of white powder in his palm was sprinkled towards the clouds!

In an instant, it was like a snowflake.

Yun Ting couldn't dodge, his handsome face was covered with white powder at the moment, his vision became gradually blurred, and he shook his head vigorously, but the more this happened, the faster the white powder spread in his body.

Worst of all, most of the white powder gets into the eyes.

Slowly, day turned into night.

He closed his eyes tightly, his sword thrust into the ground, and a cone-like pain struck his body.

"It's now!"

I only heard a shout, Yun Ting turned his head, and the sword broke through the air, and he staggered to catch a knife, but did not block the sword on his body.

The men in black saw the opportunity, and they all took Yun Ting to the knife, losing their vision, relying only on hearing, Yun Ting could no longer resist their crazy attack.

The bloody mouth is like a blooming red lotus, one after another.

On the arms, on the chest, on the cheeks, on the legs......

In the end, the long sword in Yun Ting's hand fell to the ground, and he fell to the ground, he wanted to struggle, he wanted to fight, but the man in black no longer gave him a chance to breathe.

A sharp blade aimed at the heart of his chest, raised high, and fell through the air.

Suddenly, a red light flashed, and the long sword flew out of thin air.

For a moment, time stood still.

A red suit fell from mid-air, and before the man in black could react, bursts of red light emanated from the woman's body, knocking them to the ground.

The woman in red landed on her toes, so she couldn't wait to squat down to investigate Yun Ting's injury, carefully helped him up, and called softly: "Chen Yi, Chen Yi, are you okay?"

Yun Ting's eyes couldn't see, but his voice was very familiar, and as soon as he wanted to speak, a surge of pain surged him, and he fell into the abyss, unconscious.

Ai Zi was shocked when he saw him fall into his arms, and hurriedly wanted to use the internal force in his body to heal him, but he couldn't emit any air mass in his palm, and his demonic power disappeared again?!

At this time, the black-clothed men who fell to the ground stood up one by one, quietly picked up the weapons scattered on the side, and approached Ai Zi, with a murderous aura.

Ai Zi looked sideways, and knew that these black-clothed people were not dead, she slowly put the clouds on the ground, and suddenly got up, her eyes full of resentment.

"Kill her!"

Ai Zi's breath was unstable, she only felt that there was a body-breaking qi circulating in her body, and suddenly her eyes turned red, and suddenly, as soon as she stretched out her hands, a cold red light rushed from behind her back, and the murderous aura went straight to heaven and earth.

In an instant, the men in black exploded and died, blood spilled all over the ground, and they flowed wantonly.

Ai Zi waved his sleeves, helped Yun Ting up, and flew away.

In a cave.

Ai Zi found some wild grass to put under Yun Ting's body, and saw that he was dressed in white, and he was almost red from the wounds all over his body.

Fortunately, Ai Zi knew how to heal, so she found some herbs from the woods that could stop the bleeding, smashed them, applied them to the bleeding wounds, and bandaged them with some rags.

All kinds of injuries on her legs and arms had been healed, and she reached out to untie Yun Ting's shirt, her abdomen was still bleeding, but when the clothes were removed, her sturdy body was covered with large and small scars, sword wounds, and obvious dents left by digging arrows.

Ai Zi stroked them one by one in distress, if it was before, how could this little injury stay on the skin?

Ai Zi lowered his eyes, but inadvertently saw a different scar, running down from his shoulder, how could it be so familiar?

Isn't this the scar left by Chen Yi when he chiseled his teeth in the Great War?

Ai Zi stroked gently, but the corners of his eyes were moist, he was really the reincarnation of Chen Yi, otherwise it would be impossible for the scars left by the ancient divine beasts to appear on the human body.

Chenyi, I've finally found you.

Ai Zi silently bandaged the wound on his abdomen, leaned his head slowly on his chest, and listened to his regular heartbeat, as if he had returned to twenty-four years ago, leaning on Chen Yi's arms.

Ai Zi closed his eyes, he really wanted to live like this for the rest of his life, without caring about the rules and precepts of the Three Realms, and no longer caring about the rise and fall of the world.

She thought to herself, and suddenly, a coughing sound from the clouds pulled Ai Zi back to reality.

"Chenyi, Chenyi, how are you?"

Yun Ting tilted his head a little weakly, but he couldn't see any people or things, he reached out and touched his eyes, and said a little helplessly: "Are my eyes useless?"

Ai Zi hurriedly held Yun Ting's hand, shook his head and said, "No, Chen Yi, I will cure you." ”

Yun Ting felt that the voice was very familiar, and he frowned between his eyebrows and asked, "But are you girl?"