"Poof!"

Blood gushed out like a fountain.

The headless corpse stood in place for a moment with the spirit sword in hand, and then fell to the ground with blood spraying blood.

The head that fell to the ground had its mouth wide open, its eyes bulging, and the muscles on its face were still twitching slightly, as if it was still alive.

His expression, full of hideousness, was facing Yan Kuan.

"Poof!"

Yan Kuan's face was pale, his teeth chattered, his legs were weak, and he knelt directly on the ground.

Just as he opened his mouth and wanted to say something to his nephew in front of him with a frightened face, the scimitar that frightened him to the bone suddenly fell on his neck.

"Shhh ”

Yan Yuchen lowered his head and whispered in his ear.

The tone was calm, no hatred, no resentment, and even a hint of gentleness.

Then the silver moon scimitar in his hand slashed lightly at his neck.

A streak of blood, like a tiny crescent moon, was imprinted on his neck.

He didn't feel the pain, not the slightest pain.

But he felt death, a death that terrified his soul.

"Goo......

He clutched his neck and fell to the ground, a strange sound coming out of his throat.

A string of scarlet blood slowly overflowed from the tiny crescent scar marks, and a chill that made him shiver all over his body invaded his body from the wound.

He covered his neck with one hand, raised the other, and looked at the young man standing in front of him with wide eyes, wanting to grab him and ask him why he didn't give him a chance to speak, so he suddenly moved.

They are obviously relatives.

In their bodies, they obviously have the blood of the Yan family flowing in their bodies.

No matter how big the hatred is, it can be resolved.

He was obviously already kneeling on the ground, and he was obviously an elder, groveling, ready to kowtow and beg for mercy.

But why, why didn't he give him a chance?

He has a lot of words, a lot of words begging for mercy, a lot of guilty words, and a lot of words asking him for forgiveness, which can obviously make the other party soften his heart and let him survive.

But why didn't the young man give him a chance to speak out at all?

He was unwilling, very unwilling.

He didn't want to die, he really didn't want to die.

I finally became an immortal cultivator, I thought that I could live a long life, I thought that when I was successful in cultivation, I could go back to Xieyang Valley, majestic in all directions, kill enemies, destroy wealthy families, and shock the world.

But now, it's all over.

How could he die?

Even if he would die, how could he die at the hands of this young man?

This young man is obviously a weak and sick waste, and he didn't have any power to resist when he pinched him, so he shouldn't have appeared here.

Why exactly?

His heart was full of questions, puzzles, and grievances.

He wanted to talk, he wanted to talk and he wanted to think about it.

Even if it is death, he should be allowed to die comfortably, and he should die blindly.

Now he held back his words, but he couldn't say a word, he could only clutch his neck, and from his throat came a strange sound like a beast.

Who can understand this pain?

He raised his hand angrily, trying to grab the young man in front of him, but he missed it.

The boy had turned away, walked under the tree, and crouched down in front of the girl, quietly healing her wounds, and never looked at him again.

It seems that his existence has been forgotten.

Yan Kuan twitched all over, and the anger and unwillingness, resentment and despair in his heart made him almost hysterical.

His eyes bulged, his mouth wide open, his tongue trembled, and he wanted to scream with grief and indignation.

However, no sound was made.

The strong smell of blood wafted away.

Soon, ants and poisonous insects of various colors crawled on the ground.

In the surrounding forest, the low roars and footsteps of various beasts began to sound.

Yan Kuan's face turned even paler.

He desperately raised his hand and looked at the boy under the tree, wanting to beg, begging for mercy, wanting to cry, but the boy did not look back.

First, a large colorful ant crawled down his body and onto his neck.

He shuddered and pinched it, trying to pinch it to death.

The ant's sharp mouth pierced his fingers directly.

He only felt a numbness in his fingers, and after a second, his whole arm could no longer move.

Then the ant slipped through his fingers and crawled to the wound in his neck, and with a stretch of his head, he went straight through the blood.

The skin on his neck began to bulge.

At the side of his head, a slender green centipede crawled up his cheek, then burrowed into his ear and disappeared.

At his feet, a white worm, with a swarm of worms, crawled into his shoe.

A bald gray bird flew in, landed vertically, and suddenly a sharp spike with a barb appeared on its tail, and with a "poof" sound, pierced his eyeball, and left directly with his eyeball.

Yan Kuan's whole body was stiff, his mouth was wide open, and the remaining eye was full of inhuman fear.

On the other side, the body of the monk surnamed Liao had been gnawed and exposed to white bones.

The bushes were shaking, and wild beasts were lurking.

Yan Yuchen picked up the fox who was covering his eyes, and left quietly along the steep slope with no road.

He didn't even look at the enemy behind him who was lying on the ground, suffering a hundred times more terrible than death.

His aura gradually faded away, and the fierce beasts hidden around him finally dared to show their hideous faces and fangs.

And Yan Kuan's body is rapidly turning into white bones at an astonishing speed.

"That blue phoenix jade, you should have grabbed it from him, right?"

Walking on the road, Yan Yuchen, who had been silent for a long time, finally said the first sentence.

The fox crawled on his back, and said with a pale face: "Lan Fengyu, it was originally mine." ”

Yan Yuchen said: "What about the sachet? It won't be yours too, right? Give it back to me." ”

Hearing this, the fox croaked for a moment, the light in his eyes flickered for a moment, and then he closed his eyes weakly and said, "I...... It hurts, I don't want to talk anymore......"

Yan Yuchen carried her on his back, stopped in front of a rock, put her down, and said, "The wounds on your stomach and back are very serious, I just helped you seal the acupoint, but the wound is still bleeding, indicating that there is venom in it." If left untreated, you will die. ”

The fox croaked against the rock, his delicate body trembled slightly, his dark eyes stared at him, and he said in a trembling voice: "Yan Toad, you will save me...... Right?"

Yan Yuchen didn't answer, but clenched his right hand and secretly drew some pure spiritual water from the blue sea and blue sky diagram.

When he spread out his palm, a pool of blue liquid appeared in it.

"Clothes are torn. ”

Yan Yuchen looked at her and ordered.

The fox croaked his lips purple, and said with a painful face: "You...... You help me ......"

Yan Yuchen didn't hesitate any longer, reached out and grabbed the torn dress on her lower abdomen, and pulled it hard, "snort", revealing a bloody wound and a smooth snow-white nearby.

And her slender waist is also fully exposed.

He didn't look too much, rubbed his hands, and directly put the two palms containing the pure spiritual water on the wounds on her abdomen and back, and then stopped moving.

Both of them suddenly fell silent.

They were so close that they could hear each other's breathing, and they could feel each other's warm breath exhaling.

Somewhat embarrassed, he lowered his head and looked at the wound on her lower abdomen, while she was still staring into his eyes.

For a moment, no one spoke again.

The bright sunlight, through the gaps in the branches and leaves, sprinkled down, was cut into a little starlight, like a pretty elf, mottled on his cheeks, dancing mischievously.

The corners of her mouth curled slightly, and a smile quietly rippled in her beautiful eyes, staring at him very seriously.

After a long time, his hands still did not leave her skin.

She finally couldn't help but speak, "You're ...... Take advantage of me?"

He was stunned for a moment, raised his head, looked at her, thought about it, and nodded, "Hmm...... Sort of. What, do you have an opinion?"

She was stunned, then shook her head: "Oh, no, I'm just asking, you...... Go on. ”

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(End of chapter)