On the roof, a woman in a goose-yellow dress sat on it, with bright eyes and bright teeth, fair skin, willow leaves and brows, and her hair tied in long braids that hung down from her shoulders.

She dangled one of her legs, grabbed a handful of melon seeds in her hand, and said that she threw the melon seed skins all over the roof.

Yang Xuan just glanced at him, then turned his head, and his thoughts were scattered, trying to find out the location of Xiaohua.

There was no trace of Xiaohua nearby, Yang Xuan groaned slightly, and said to the woman, "Have you seen a little girl in a red dress?"

The woman spit out the melon seed skin in her mouth and laughed: "It seems that you are white, I haven't seen the little girl, but this girl has been looking for you for a long time." ”

Yang Xuan had actually guessed that she was probably that Lingxin, but at this time, he had no intention of wasting time with her.

With a slight groan, he had already cast his form and moved in the direction of the south of the city.

Just a few steps away, I saw Lingxin'er descend from the sky, landed on the top of a stone lion on the side of the road, threw the melon seeds in his hand, and then clapped his hands: "Don't be in a hurry to go, I heard that you squeezed me down, let's fight and see if you are really that powerful." ”

Yang Xuan ignored her, and her thoughts continued to emanate, but she still didn't see Xiaohua's shadow.

After thinking about it, he flew up and stood in the air, but suddenly his eyes narrowed.

He saw a trail of blood on the road not far away, pointing in the direction of the south of the city.

His mind was concentrated, and he all probed to the south of the city.

He "saw" that an old man in shabby clothes, holding a little girl in his hand, was walking slowly on the road.

Just as he looked at the past, the old man turned his head strangely and smiled in his direction.

The picture disappeared strangely, Yang Xuan's eyes were cold, and the murderous intent appeared, and then his body moved, and he was ready to fly to the south of the city.

At this moment, a purple light flashed in front of him, causing him to stop his form.

Ling Xin'er was already standing in front of him, and a purple light was slowly dissipating beside him.

There was a hint of anger on her face, and she seemed to be very dissatisfied with Yang Xuan's attitude.

"Get out of the way!" Yang Xuan said coldly.

Ling Xin'er sneered, and a purple light appeared beside her: "Fight with me first, and then it's not too late to leave." ”

Yang Xuan patiently said: "I have something to do now, get out of the way." ”

Ling Xin'er gently stretched out her hand and took the purple light in her hand, this time Yang Xuan saw clearly, it was a purple whip.

Ling Xin'er said: "Don't let it, unless you fight with me." ”

Where did Yang Xuan have the kung fu to mess with her, and between the slight movements of his feet, he was ready to bypass her.

How do you know that Lingxin'er didn't give up, and with a wave of his right hand, purple light flashed, and he threw it directly at Yang Xuan.

Bang!

A purple smoke suddenly appeared in the sky, and there were countless purple lightning bolts in the smoke, crisscrossing and crisscrossing, forming a large net, and pressed towards Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan's eyes began to become cold, if he had time, maybe for the sake of his face, he could play a few hands with Lingxin'er, but at this time, he was worried about Xiaohua's safety, and he was about to lose patience.

However, this spiritual heart cultivation ranked eleventh on the list of people, and he was still above Zuo Qinghou, even if he wanted to leave regardless of it, it was impossible.

The purple smoke containing lightning shrouded her, Ling Xin'er was above the smoke, and the corners of her mouth showed a hint of excitement, being able to fight against a master like Bai Qi was the happiest thing for her.

Purple smoke shrouded down, lightning staggered, and when there was no room for it, Yang Xuan moved his steps slightly, and the person had already avoided the side, and then his figure flew up and flew directly to the south of the city.

Click!

Another flash of purple lightning flew from behind him, and a coquettish cry came: "Don't go." ”

Yang Xuan was in mid-air, and in a turn, he had already avoided the purple lightning.

After the lightning was avoided by Yang Xuan, it instantly hit a house not far away.

The house seemed to have been slashed by a huge machete, instantly split into two halves, collapsed, and in the dust, Yang Xuan saw that two bodies that had been split into two halves were buried.

Yang Xuan's gaze was cold, but he still didn't say anything, just continued to fly up and flew towards the south of the city.

Click!

Several bolts of lightning reappeared from behind him, enveloping him from all sides.

Yang Xuan avoided again, turned into an afterimage, and disappeared directly in place.

The lightning flew out in all directions, and a large number of houses were turned to dust, and I don't know how many people died inside, maybe they didn't expect that they had escaped the plague, but they had not escaped this unwarranted disaster that fell from the sky.

"Don't run, coward, stop. ”

Ling Xin'er drank again and again, her face was angry, she couldn't attack for a long time, and she didn't even touch Yang Xuan's edge, she was angry.

In the middle of the drink, her whole body turned into a bolt of lightning, and she chased after her directly and shot again.

Like a thunderbolt descending into the world, countless lightning bolts appeared behind Yang Xuan, aiming at Yang Xuan and blasting straight over.

Even, in front of Yang Xuan, several purple lightning bolts had already appeared, blocking his way forward.

The golden light appeared, countless golden flying swords turned into a long river, and Yang Xuan's voice was like ten thousand years of ice: "Get out!"

The next moment, the golden river shattered, turned into a little golden light, and met the countless purple lightning.

Boom Boom!

A huge voice came, and in just an instant, when Ling Xin'er's body shook violently, the purple lightning completely disappeared.

"Good fellow, it's amazing!"

Ling Xin'er did not retreat but advanced, with extreme excitement on his face, and the long whip in his hand suddenly turned into three purple circles of light, and then moved towards Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan, who had just raised his speed, stopped again, and as soon as these three apertures appeared, they turned into three huge auras, completely trapping him.

"Take me this trick and set the moon with three rings. ”

Ling Xin'er snorted: "Look where you run this time." ”

The aura began to shrink with Yang Xuan as the center, and the speed was extremely fast, and it shrank to Yang Xuan's side in less than a blink of an eye.

Rumble!

The volcano erupted, and countless spiritual qi weighing more than 10,000 catties gushed out, instantly turning the three auras into fragments of lightning in the sky, and Yang Xuan was already a few feet away.

"That's amazing!"

Ling Xin'er's face turned red with excitement, and she lifted the whip and chased after her.

At this time, the two of them had already approached the south city gate, and she didn't chase a few steps before she saw Yang Xuan stop, and then slowly half-squatted and looked in front of her.

There was a small corpse curled up on the side of the road, dressed in red, with blood stains between its mouth and nose.

Little flowers!

Lingxin'er, who was about to make a move, stopped, and for some reason, she suddenly felt a little cold.

"Hey!"

She stood not far behind Yang Xuan and fed, but did not say any more.

Yang Xuan didn't speak, he just quietly watched the little flowers curled up together, his eyes still wide, full of horror.

"Hey, I'm talking to you. Lingxin'er shook the whip.

Yang Xuan was still silent, staring blankly at the poor little girl who fell on the side of the road.

After a while, he slowly stretched out his hand and closed her eyes for her.

"Did you hear me? ”

There was a hint of impatience in Ling Xin'er's voice.

"Xiaohua, go slow down and watch me avenge you. He said softly, softly.

After the flames rose, and Xiaohua's body turned into a light smoke in the flames, Yang Xuan slowly stood up.

"Huh!"

A low laugh erupted in his throat, and then he slowly turned to face Lingxin'er.

"Come on, I'll fight you!" Yang Xuan said word by word, his voice was like ten thousand years of ice.

As soon as the words fell, he had already pointed out.

One side is born, the other side is dead, life and death are a disaster.

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