Now the unharmed people are busy running for their lives, how can they save people. Lan Qingruo stood up in panic and ran to the woman's side to try to help her lift the fallen wooden pillar. Looking at the blank look of the woman when she looked at herself, Lan Qingruo shouted sharply while trying her best: "What are you doing in a daze? ”

The young woman trembled, came back to her senses in a daze, raised her hand and hurriedly wiped two handfuls of tears and stood up, gritted her teeth and lifted the wooden pillar up, and her delicate skin was rubbed red. Lan Qingruo next to him was glad that he had practiced so hard for so many years at this moment, otherwise it would be impossible for the two of them to move the big wooden pillar that surrounded him.

The wooden pillar was pushed aside by the combined efforts of the two people, and the young woman was almost knocked down by the rebound of her own strength. Lan Qingruo hurriedly pulled the woman and squatted down, reaching out to probe the man's snort.

The faint breath on his fingers made Lan Tianruo breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there is still gas, and this effort was not in vain, Lan Tianruo, who was relaxed, led the young woman to help the man to a safe place on the side, instructed the woman to take care of him, check his injuries, and then turned around and burrowed into the ruins of the ruined temple to continue to check if there were any survivors, and did his best to find a way to remove them. A moment later, she sat down on the ground with her own strength, gasping and wiping the sweat from her forehead.

"They won't be grateful to you. The immature but cold voice came from the direction of the corner, making Lan Qing raise her head unconsciously.

The young boy didn't run out with everyone, but stayed quietly in the corner, and his side of the world seemed to have no impact and was still stable. It can be described as lucky compared to people who are tripped and trampled on in a panic, or stabbed by sawdust and pressed by wooden pillars.

"What?" Lan Tianruo looked at the child with some confusion, and then realized what the child was talking about.

The boy stretched out his finger and pointed to the man who was initially rescued by Lan Tianruo, who was still unconscious, and there was a young girl beside him who was taking care of him, and his tone was a little cold. "His back bone is crushed, even if he survives, his cultivation will probably be dispersed, and it is impossible to cultivate immortals. The boy leaned against the wall and looked at the stars in the sky, closing his eyes again. "Cultivating to be wasted is probably more uncomfortable than letting him die. ”

Sure enough, the man woke up after a while, and as soon as he woke up, he tried to move his lower limbs, and realized that he couldn't condense his cultivation, and his heart suddenly cooled half, and a sad color appeared on his face, as if he had aged for decades in an instant, regardless of the pain in his body, he hung the floor tiles of the temple fiercely, and the red blood stained the floor tiles of the temple, resentful and desperate. "Why am I still alive? like a wreck. ”

At this moment, if Lan Qing finally believed what he said to the boy, the monk's loss of cultivation would probably be more uncomfortable than taking his life. This world is really strange, as the saying goes: stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood. The cultivation is gone, and it is enough to practice again. Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if you can't cultivate immortals anymore, even if you can't escape half of your body in the end, it's not bad to be a chivalrous man who hoes the strong and helps the weak, there is only one life, and if you lose it, you will never come back.

Even if other people are successful in cultivating, it is not easy to get rid of samsara by soaring in the daytime. There are three mountains and five mountains, and there are many people who cultivate immortals in the blessed land of the cave, and there are very few people who can really get a glimpse of the way of heaven. When people in the world eventually have reincarnation, it is not all the same when they meet in the underworld.

"Brother, brother...... As long as you live, there is always a chance, don't treat yourself like this, don't ...... like this Immortals, by the way, immortals! Let's go to Kunlun to ask for immortals, and the immortals will definitely have a way to help you. Seeing her brother so decadent, the young woman's heart felt like it was on fire.

Lan Qingruo listened to her persuasion, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed in her heart. Even if she didn't get a word of gratitude for helping the man, she never regretted it, and it was the woman who moved her to help and not someone else. Brothers and sisters, the love of flesh and blood is always so desirable, and it can always make people soften.

She has carefully examined the people who still have breath on the ground, although they are not fatal, but the injuries are not light, even if they do not leave the disease, there is no way to wake up in a short time.

The boy with his eyes closed seemed to sense something, and opened his eyes to look at the sky, his amber eyes shining with an unusual sheen. If Lan Qingruo was standing next to him, he naturally paid attention to his gaze, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a blue shadow flying from a high place.

Yujian Feixian is a person who cultivates immortals on Kunlun Mountain. It seems that the two men of Fang Cai succeeded.

Almost the next moment, the angry howl of the demon beast sounded in his ears. The corners of the boy's lips curled into a smile, and he stood up and ran in the direction of the howl.

Feeling the shaking of the ground caused by the fierce fight, Lan Qingruo's eyes swept over the brothers and sisters on the ground not far away, and also followed the boy's footsteps towards the howling place.

In the distance, there was a faint blue light, and a figure of Edgeworth hung in the air, and the sword qi flying in the sky lingered around the monster. The monster slammed into the ground so hard that the earth cracked open with a breath, and its mouth opened wide, as if it was going to devour people in the next moment.

The boy looked at the sky, his face showed a rare pleasure, and for a moment he forgot that he was in the range of the struggle, and muttered to himself: "Kunlun Imperial Sword." It's not in vain for ......."

Seeing the monster's wings stirring, he angrily swooped the demonic energy towards the blue shadow in the air. The demonic aura was strong, it was obviously the last fight, Lan Qingruo had already sensed the danger when he first arrived, and just wanted to go back to avoid the erosion caused by the spread of the demonic qi, he saw that the boy in front of him was unaware, and he didn't know how to dodge or resist. Time was about to start, and Lan Qingruo felt that he didn't even have time to remind him, but his body made a judgment before reason. I don't know if it's luck, or the potential to explode at a critical moment, I actually picked up the boy and fell to the side before the demon qi pounced, and the two fell heavily to the ground, listening to the 'creaking' sound on their bodies, and the left shoulder bone was immediately paralyzed and unconscious.

Lan Qingruo protected the boy and lay on the ground, watching the monster not far away being tightly locked by the blue air vortex, and finally disappeared without a trace. And the Kunlun disciples who subdued it did not stop for a moment, like meteors disappearing into the night sky. "Are you alright?"

“…… Have a finger in the pie. The boy stood up and looked at her coldly, pursed his thin lips, and walked under the big tree near the barrier, and then sat down to rest, as if he wanted to wait until the morning when the barrier opened.

Lan Qingruo froze when he heard this, and as soon as he wanted to get up, he felt a sharp pain in his left arm, which should have been fractured. The painful gritted his teeth and twisted the misplaced bones through his hands, and cold sweat overflowed on his pale face, and he unconsciously groaned in pain. When she lowered her eyebrows to rest, the boy under the tree seemed to glance at her, but she turned her head the moment she raised her head, but the look of worry was slowly noticed by her, and she couldn't help but smile in her heart.

With a slight movement of his arm, he took two steps towards the place where the monster had just disappeared, and red blood stains and turquoise mucus were all over the ground. Lan Qingruo looked at the man in Tsing Yi with a dead face and picked up the man in rich costumes, the gorgeous brocade was already in tatters, his hand was quietly hanging to the side, and he didn't know when he closed his eyes forever.

Fang Cai also laughed together, and the person who led away the monster and let everyone escape fall into reincarnation like this, which made her heart tense.

But it was said that on Kunlun Immortal Mountain, Mo Zhanchen, the head of Kunlun, listened to the disciple in the sect report about the monsters in Fengxian Town, and his frowning brows never stretched, and his aqua blue robe swayed in the wind.

The big disciple of Kunlun stood behind Zhao Zhen and bowed his hand respectfully, "Master, monsters like 'Wind Beaver' generally don't dare to appear at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, could it be a trick of the Demon Realm?"

"Without verification, I don't know for the time being, but I have to guard against it. Mo Ranchen didn't judge this matter without authorization, he just waved his hand and said another thing. "Zhao Zhen, are all the new disciples arranged?"

"In accordance with Master's orders, the disciple and Senior Sister Yi Su have arranged them in the apse of Xuanji. "It is not unprudent to do so. Both the Demon Domain and the Demon Realm have always been eyeing Kunlun, and these disciples who came from the bottom of the mountain are not only future junior brothers and sisters, but also the Immortal Cultivation clan behind them. If you are not careful, Kunlun's alliance will be ruined.

Mo Yanchen was silent for a moment before turning his eyes. "There is still no news from the Shen family in Huaishan?"

"Yes. "Zhao Zhen reported truthfully, when Senior Brother Zhao Chen picked them up from Fengxian Town earlier, he didn't want to see the people of the Shen family in his heart, but after all, he was willing to do it. "Maybe the people of the Shen family still went to Penglai Wonderland this time. ”

Kunlun Sun and Moon, Penglai Wonderland, Shushan Kendo. It is the supreme three sects of the Shenzhou Immortal Cultivation Sect, of which Kunlun is the leader.

The Shen family in Huaishan was closed for nearly three hundred years, and during this period, no direct or collateral people were sent to Kunlun to apprentice and practice. However, it was rumored that there was a side line to enter Penglai, which made the head quite emotional. Now that the Demon Domain is eyeing him, how can he not be hung in his heart.

"That's it. Maybe the Shen family has other plans, and tomorrow let Zhaochen use the 'blood lead' to explore their innate spiritual roots. "Mo Zhanchen naturally attaches great importance to this group of people who are born with the ability to cultivate immortals, but it is difficult for mortals to guarantee that there are no excellent talents, and they must not be missed. "You personally went to Xuantianmen to test the immortal seekers who entered the Kunlun Mountain Road. ”

"Yes, Master. Zhao Zhen arched his hand seriously and stepped back in the gesture.

Mo Yanchen turned to look at the Milky Way in the sky, the sun and the moon hanging. Such a gorgeous scenery is not in the heart to appreciate it at this moment, thinking about the Shen family's actions, but he doesn't feel that he is preoccupied. Senior brother, what are you going to do? Don't you really disregard the living beings in the world and close the mountain and close the door?