"Prime Minister, can you allow me to go along?" Qian Mengjun requested.

"Just protect the lord here. I'll be back soon. ”

"Yes. ”

Seeing Qian Mengjun holding Su Meng and Lou Qiyan into the cabin one after the other, Chu Yuntao smiled and lifted the half-jade pendant on his waist, which was the talisman that Su Meng gave him, and Bingfeng usually slept in it.

"Bingfeng, if I don't return, don't blame me. ”

Chu Yuntao took off the half-jade pendant from his waist and put it on the piano table at the bow of the boat. When he turned around, every step he took was a decision, a farewell, and he knew that there might be no return.

On the piano table, the half-jade pendant flashed with fluorescence, as if there was a sense of attention.

Jiang Hanyu and the three of them, who returned happily, returned to Abandoned Spirit City. But when he caught a glimpse of the billowing smoke on the altar, Jiang Hanyu suddenly felt bad, so he took the first step and ran to the altar.

Under the altar, the person who flew out was still in a coma Zheng Jiang Hanyu stepped forward, and the rain needle fell lightly, dotted the lifeline, and healed his injury.

"Huh, city lord!"

As soon as the awakened man saw the person in front of him, he immediately sat up and then half-knelt at his feet. However, his forehead was covered with a layer of fine sweat, and he hoped that the city lord would not punish him for his mistakes.

"Get up. Jiang Hanyu turned to the side.

The half-kneeling man hesitated for a moment before getting up, like a tail, and followed behind Jiang Hanyu respectfully, his respectful body made Jing Feitai on the side secretly disgusted, despising him for his servile face, and losing face to the Abandoned Spirit City.

"Su Meng has been here, has she?"

Jiang Hanyu asked first. The rancid smell mixed with the thick smoke in front of him was disgusting, making Jiang Hanyu more and more upset.

"It's the incompetence of his subordinates, who failed to capture Su Meng and Chu Yuntao, and presented their heads to the city lord with his own hands, asking the city lord to forgive his sins. ”

"Hmph! Bailixi, continue to keep an eye on the altar, and let me know as soon as there is any disturbance. ”

"Yes. ”

Jiang Hanyu heard that he should go, so he and Jing Feitai fell in love with him, and returned to the Spiritless Hall on the altar.

Now that the Demon Ancestor Three Beads incarnate only needs this Yuan Spirit Bead to appear, the Demon Ancestor can awaken, and his wish is about to be fulfilled. Every time he thought of this, Jiang Hanyu on the throne couldn't help but be secretly happy in his heart.

"City Lord, since Su Meng and Chu Yuntao have already found the door, it is better for me to finish them off with one sword. ”

Jing Fei stepped forward and asked. The waterless rain on his waist shone with chestnut light, waiting for a moment of bloodthirsty happiness out of the sheath

"Eh, don't be impatient," Jiang Hanyu stretched out his hand to stop his plea, "Bailixi is the general who was the one who let the Demon Ancestor follow me when I entered the Abandoned Spirit City, and now he has fallen in love with Su Meng and the others, and he is also injured, so Su Meng and the others are not much better." We just have to wait and see what happens. ”

Jiang Hanyu's thin lips were slightly hooked, and his face was wrinkled, spreading the idea of victory.

"It's the minister who is impatient. ”

When Jing Feitai heard this, he had no choice but to bow his head and say that he was wrong, and retreated to the side.

Pieces of ink butterflies, like melting snow under the warm sun, melted into Ling Xuanhan's body, and spliced his broken heart.

The two people in front of the bed prayed in their hearts that the weak man would wake up.

At this moment, the frost and snow outside the window turned a few times, and the plum fell slowly, faintly made flower marks, and the snow melted the plum fragrance, and the plum warmed the snow temperature.

In the room, Ling Xuanhan was still in a coma, hovering between life and death again. It is only a butterfly, conveying hope, dispelling despair, and calling the lost soul.

"Ahem..."

The spirit of the ink butterfly, Ling Xuanhan's eyes opened for a moment, and soon fell into darkness again.

Immortal Venerable stepped forward to diagnose his pulse: the immortal power has gradually stabilized due to the ink butterfly, but the signs of heart and pulse defects are becoming more and more serious, and if it is delayed again, I am afraid it will cause irreversible consequences.

"Master, how is he, has he improved?" Mu Yunfan tugged at the sleeves of Xianzun's robe, and tears kept rolling in his anxious eyes.

"Don't worry, Ling Xuanhan...... He's fine. ”

Xianzun patted her hand and replied with a smile.

"Ahem. ”

Ling Xuanhan opened his eyes slightly, and slowly stretched out his hand to Mu Yunfan. When a long-lost warmth came from his hand, his thin lips sweated like rain again before he could say a word, and he couldn't help but transform all the pain into the strength to hold Mu Yunfan.

Seeing the opportunity, Xianzun stepped forward quickly, flipped his palm silently, and then slapped Ling Xuanhan at the moment, but it was like a spring breeze, and the ghostly crystal stone on his wrist made a loud sound, and the song of shaking hope slowly entered his ears, and then a tail of candlegrass entered his heart, calming the rapid and disordered heartbeat.

Ling Xuanhan's hand was much looser, but his consciousness was still foggy, so he closed his eyes again, and Mu Yunfan guarded quietly, looking at this bloodless face and the messy hair on the sideburns, which made her heart pantothenic. Perhaps, it is not a bad thing to hide it.

But concealment is not a long-term solution, and one day he will still know.

Thinking about it, Mu Yunfan couldn't help but turn around and sob.

"Mu Yunfan, I have put the candle grass into Ling Xuanhan's heart to support his heart, but this can only protect for a while, I want to go to the bitter abyss, you take care of him first. ”

"I see, Master. ”

Mu Yunfan wiped away his tears and replied with a crying voice.

Xianzun looked at her like this, she couldn't bear it a little, and at the end, she sighed lightly, asking her not to be too sad, Ling Xuanhan couldn't afford to lose, she would save him no matter what.

The silver frost and snow of Yumei Xuan were a little more turbid than before. The ghostly stone sounded crisply, only a black butterfly, with urgent news, flew down to Yumei Xuan quickly, and flew to the bitter abyss to the west of the immortal clan.

Then Xianzun jumped lightly, flew down the Yumei Xuan, and stepped on the ground steadily, the library of the Banxue Building had already been opened, waiting for her to open lightly.

Bai Yangxue was still evacuating the immortals, evacuating them to a safe place to take refuge. Fortunately, the Immortal Venerable blocked the information quickly, and the immortals didn't know what was going on.

Suddenly, the ink butterfly flew like a rain of ink. If the immortals don't cultivate immortal power, they can't see it, and only the three true people and the four immortals, as well as the butterfly charm Mu Yunfan, can see it.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, and follow me to the cave in front of you for refuge. Bai Yangxue said loudly. Then he walked in front of everyone and led them into the cave in front of them.

This place is the most hidden and safest place in the Abyss, and it has also allowed the surviving immortals to take refuge here when the poison puppets invaded before. So everyone also somewhat understood in their hearts the emergence of another disaster, but they didn't say anything. Because Bai Yangxue's face was very gloomy when he caught Mo Die, it must have happened something big.

After placing the immortals, Bai Yangxue waved the dust, stepped on the bamboo leaves, and went straight to Yumei Xuan. In his heart, he was complaining that Ling Xuanhan was in a lot of trouble, and the same was true when something happened to the Immortal Venerable, in the end, he had to save him by himself. If it weren't for the immortal order under the Immortal Venerable, he really didn't want to save it.

Yumei Xuan, the frost and snow gradually subsided. On the edge of the bed in the room, Mu Yunfan looked at the person in front of him with teary eyes, holding his hand, for fear that he would suddenly lose the familiar temperature.

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