A thick layer of dense clouds blocked the light of the stars and moon in the sky, and in the depths of the mountains and forests, there was only one temple that had collapsed most of it, standing among the barren grass and rocks.

A jumble of footsteps came from the woods, and three embarrassed figures stumbled out of the inky shadows.

Vaguely two injured adult men, and a slender young woman.

The black-clothed man walking in the middle was named Xia Ren, and he was also a high-level martial artist at the prefecture level, even in the Holy Realm where the strong hands were like clouds, he was by no means a weak person.

But at the moment his face was pale, covered in blood, and he was half-leaning and half-leaning on the young woman, as if he was going to fall to the ground in the next moment.

A golden long arrow shot through his shoulder blade and pierced through his upper left chest, although the wound had been treated simply and there was not much bleeding, but the long arrow had the spirit pattern carved by the Ji family's heaven-level spirit master himself, and the damage to the cultivator was by no means comparable to that of ordinary blades.

It is not easy for Xia Ren to hold on to coming here.

The woman who supported him was his wife, from the famous family of spiritual masters, named Ji Xue.

The man in blue who walked with them was Xia Ren's second uncle Xia Jiang, who looked to be in his forties and was also a mid-level martial artist.

The two uncles and nephews are both handsome and good-looking, Xia Jiang is gentle and calm, while Xia Ren is more resolute and promoted.

Xia Jiang didn't have any external injuries on his body, but the black qi in his eyebrows was condensed, and he staggered as if he was drunk, and the situation was not a little easier than that of his nephew Xia Ren.

He held a three-year-old girl in his arms, her eyes closed, as quiet as a delicate lifeless puppet.

The three of them didn't say a word, but when they saw the half-collapsed temple, their eyes flashed with joy.

Ji Xue, who was the only one who was okay, whispered to Xia Ren: "The secret teleportation circle I accidentally discovered earlier is in the temple, and I secretly repaired it, and the rest of the Ji family doesn't know about this place. As long as the circle is activated, we can leave, among the heavens and worlds, there are tens of thousands of nether realms, and even if they spend decades of work, it is impossible for them to find our place. ”

She forced herself to cheer up, not knowing whether she wanted to cheer herself up or her seriously injured husband.

Xia Ren understood her thoughts, smiled slightly, forcibly suppressed a mouthful of blood that surged up her throat, and said softly, "Yes." As long as we leave this place, we will be safe for the time being, and we can concentrate on healing Kyaukkw's wounds......"

As he spoke, he looked at the little girl in Xia Jiang's arms, in fact, the injuries on his body were more serious and critical than his daughter, but at this moment, he was still thinking about his only precious daughter, Xia Jiao.

"Hmm!" Ji Xue held back her tears and responded vigorously.

The three of them hurried to the front of the temple, and suddenly there was a gloomy woman's laughter outside the forest.

"Hehe, Sister Xue, why are you in such a hurry, don't you wait for me?"

With the woman's seemingly intimate but cold words, the noise of people and horses and the light of torches approached them from far and near.

Ji Xue and Xia Ren trembled, their eyes showed resentment and despair, but they quickly calmed down, and the two couples glanced at each other, without saying half a word, but they both understood each other's thoughts.

They may not be able to walk......

Xia Ren's expression was calm, he withdrew the arm on his wife's shoulder, took off the black jade pendant left by his mother from his neck, hung it on his daughter's neck, and then said to Xia Jiang: "Second uncle, you go in first to activate the teleportation array, and Xue'er and I will set up a few maze here, resist for a while and go in." ”

Ji Xue also handed over a fist-sized spar and said, "Second uncle, the method of starting the formation, I said it on the way, it's very simple, you go quickly." ”

When she spoke, her eyes fell on the daughter in Xia Jiang's arms, as if she couldn't see enough.

Xia Jiang was injured by the sonic spirit technique of the Ji family's spirit master on the way to escape, and now his mind is still a little dizzy, and he insisted on coming here with a will, and he couldn't think too much when he heard the words, so he only knew how to do what he said.

Ji Xue forcibly held back the tears that almost burst out of her eyes, retracted her gaze ruthlessly, and turned her head to stand beside her husband, ready to face the enemy who was chasing and killing.

Seeing Xia Jiang's figure disappear behind the stone wall, Xia Ren said in a low voice: "When the magic circle is activated, you will try your best to rush in, leave me alone, if we all die here, who will take care of Jiaojiao?"

Ji Xue didn't object, nodded meekly, and said softly, "I understand." ”

She knew very well that her husband already had the heart of death, and she didn't ask her to go in with Xia Jiang just now, because she was afraid that Xia Jiang would find out and insist on staying and dying with him.

It takes a little time to activate the teleportation array, and the husband wants to use his own life to delay the enemy for a while, so that Xia Jiang and their mother and daughter can leave the teleportation array safely.

In just a few words, the pursuers had already been killed, and they were not given the slightest chance to make preparations.

The first person to lead the chasing soldiers was Shui Dongjie, the wife of the patriarch of the Ji family.

She looked at Ji Xue and his wife coldly, and snorted, "Sister Xue, where is your evil seed?"

Ji Xue raised her head suddenly, glared at her with extreme anger and said hatefully: "You are the evil seed! You despicable and shameless poisonous woman, you can even poison a little child, you are not as good as a pig and a dog!"

Shui Dongjie smiled contemptuously and said: "It's useless for you to say anything! You are just a lowly embryo from the side branch of the Ji family, why should you fight with me? Do you think that giving birth to a 'holy child' will ascend to heaven in one step, and you can press on our main vein to make a blessing?! Delusional! The evil seed you gave birth to is also worthy of having a holy stone? Hahaha, didn't you make a stepping stone for my son? Speaking of which, I also want to thank you and your evil seed for giving birth to a 'big gift' for our mother and daughter!"

Ji Xue was sad and indignant, and was about to speak, when suddenly her husband next to her said "wow", spit out a mouthful of blood, and then fell on her back.

She was shocked and hurriedly supported her husband's body, but found that the man in her arms had lost his breath and was seriously injured and died.

"Ah Ren!" Ji Xue screamed, her feet were weak, and she fell to the ground with her husband's body in her arms.

Shui Dongjie laughed proudly, unconsciously took two steps, lifted the long sword in his hand, and stabbed Ji Xue.

She didn't plan to kill Ji Xue immediately, she wanted to find out the whereabouts of Ji Xue's daughter, only by killing the little girl who was once the holy child of the Ji family with her own hands, could her daughter Ji Xu's position be completely stabilized, and the thoughts of some old men in the clan would be eliminated, and in the future, they could only cultivate Ji Xue wholeheartedly, and only the main vein of the Ji family would be the first to look forward.

Seeing that the long sword was about to pierce Ji Xue's shoulder and arm, a spiritual light suddenly flew out of the diagonal direction, knocking Shui Dongjie's long sword aside.

Shui Dongjie was furious, turned to look at the person who emitted the spiritual light, and said hatefully: "What are you doing here? It's all at this time, you still have to protect this slut?!"

A graceful man in white slowly walked out of the crowd, his snow-white clothes fluttering in the wind, and his handsome face was like a heavenly man under the glow of the firelight.