Feng Zhiling looked embarrassed and gently pushed Lan Yuan away.

Lan Yuan took her hands and whispered in her ear, "Your father agreed, do you agree?"

"Don't worry, Senior Sister Feng. I will always be good to you. Lan Yuan said again.

Feng Zhiling tried to break free of Lan Yuan's hand, but Lan Yuan held it tightly, and she no longer resisted, but said with a shy face: "Let's go out first." ”

Feng Zhiling picked up the two holy weapons and handed them to Lan Yuan, who put the holy weapons in Qiankun's sleeve, took Feng Zhiling's hand and walked out.

After walking for a while, Lan Yuan suddenly sighed: "Your father was in the Three Realms back then, and everyone in the world heard about it, but he couldn't imagine that he was ...... now."

There is no personal hatred between him and Lian Mingxuan, but because Lian Mingxuan once did evil back then, he had to be eliminated by the world. Seeing his current appearance, I can't help but feel less hatred and more emotion towards him.

"That's what he was like when I found him. He seemed to say that he was afraid that Ling Long would be angry with him, so he didn't dare to go out, and he wanted to stay here forever. Feng Zhiling said.

"Ling Long, your mother, isn't she dead?" Lan Yuan said.

"Did Senior Brother see her die with his own eyes?" Feng Zhiling asked.

"Yes, many of us have seen it with our own eyes. Lan Yuan affirmed.

"Also, so many Xianmen monks have witnessed it. Feng Zhiling heard that Ling Long was indeed dead, and she didn't know what it was like in her heart.

"It's also good that Lian Mingxuan is willing to stay in the Netherworld Mirror now. Lan Yuan said.

Out of the concave door, Lan Yuan clenched Feng Zhiling's hand and said, "Senior Sister Feng, follow me back to Taiyi Gate, okay?—— don't worry, everything is with me." ”

Hearing this, Feng Zhiling smiled and nodded.

At this moment, her heart is already very satisfied, even if she returns to Taiyimen, the other senior brothers can't forgive her, and she is willing to face all the consequences.

Lan Yuan stared at Feng Zhiling and lost his smile. He was in front of this stone wall just now, and he couldn't help but fall into the illusion of kissing and kissing Senior Sister Hefeng......

Feng Zhiling saw that Lan Yuan's eyes began to drift again, so he asked, "Senior brother, are you starting to get dizzy again?"

Lan Yuan held his consciousness and nodded.

Feng Zhiling untied the waist seal around her waist, which was the green silk veil she often used to cover her hair and eyes. She folded the silk yarn into a square and covered Lan Yuan's eyes.

"That's fine. She said.

"Senior sister, there is your temperature on it. Lan Yuan smiled while wearing a silk veil.

With this smile, Feng Zhiling almost fell. Lan Yuan, who was blindfolded by silk veil, particularly set off his straight nose bridge, handsome face and elegant bearing, and even more forbidden beauty.

At this moment, he belongs to himself alone, which is good.

She couldn't help but look at it greedily for a while, wanting to engrave this moment of him in her mind, rub it forever, and keep it for the rest of her life to enjoy it slowly.

"Senior sister. Are you looking at me?" Lan Yuan asked with a smile.

"Gone. Feng Zhiling hurriedly turned around and said to the Netherworld, "Netherworld, take us out." ”

The two of them exited the Nether Mirror and made their way down Hurricane Valley.

In the originally peaceful valley, a strong wind suddenly rose, gathering countless wind knives to attack the two of them. Lan Yuan instinctively went to protect Feng Zhiling, but found that these wind knives didn't hurt her at all.

It's for him.

A hurricane passed, and a demonic figure appeared in front of the two of them, this person was dressed in gray clothes, his eyes glowed with evil light, and he waved a dark gray iron bone fan in his hand inscrupulously, as if he had been born out of a hurricane.

Feng Zhiling remembered him.

"Are you going to do something?" asked Feng Zhiling aloud in the sound of a violent wind.

"Are you—little master? Why do you ......?" Xun Feng wondered, the girl in front of him looked like the little master, and the wind knife couldn't hurt her, indicating that she should be the little master, but wasn't the little master red-haired and red-eyed? She had black hair and brown eyes, and her body shape was different......

Feng Zhiling said: "I am Lian Yuhuang. You're a trainer, aren't you?

"Little master, my subordinates are ordered by the lord to take back the two holy weapons, and by the way, please ask the little master to go back. Xun Feng twisted his waist and slashed at Lan Yuan with an iron fan.

Lan Yuan was afraid that it would be dangerous for Feng Zhiling to stay by his side, so he hugged her aside and stepped forward to deal with the wind knife alone. His body dodged extremely quickly, successfully avoiding all the wind knives that rushed in his face, and pulled out the Yichen sword at his waist with one hand and stabbed at Xun Feng.

Xun Feng was forced to retreat step by step by the Yichen Sword, and soon fell behind.

At this time, a thousand machine wheels suddenly hit Lan Yuan, and Lan Yuan withdrew the Yichen sword in his hand and confronted the thousand machine wheels.

Ling Xiao's face was gloomy, and he appeared in front of them with Di Kun, Huo Li, and Ze Wu by his side.

Ling Xiao looked at Feng Zhiling, who had black hair and brown eyes, and said, "Yu Huang, it seems that you have retrieved the magic pill." That's a good thing. - But why did you secretly leave the Demon Realm, why did you steal the holy weapon and give it to the people in the Immortal Gate?"

"He Lanyuan, I let you go at Kunshan Gate, but now I am here to send you to death, no wonder I. Ling Xiao said coldly, and the soul suffocator in his hand stabbed towards Lan Yuan without warning.

The Wind Knife, the Thousand Machine Wheel, the Fire Dragon Whip, and the Qiankun Umbrella attacked Lan Yuan at the same time, and the five blades enveloped Lan Yuan with murderous energy.

Ling Xiao's single skill is not weaker than Lan Yuan's, and he has a soul choke in his hand, and the four demon envoys have their own unique skills, in the face of the intensive siege of the five demon realm masters, He Lanyuan did not dare to slack off at all with the hidden dragon sword in his hand, and many sword shadows swept around him.

Feng Zhiling was terrified on the sidelines, and shouted, "Ling Xiao, the five of you bullied one of my senior brothers, it's so shameless!"

"What about being shameless? I don't care about any bullshit reputation! Since he dares to break into my demon realm today, I won't let him get out alive!" Ling Xiao replied to Feng Zhiling, the suffocating weapon in his hand was still undiminished.

"Don't fight! don't ......" Feng Zhiling shouted loudly on the side, but she couldn't join the battle at all, let alone stop Ling Xiao's murderous intent.

This is the Demon Realm, Ling Xiao is unscrupulous, and every move is ruthless.

"He Lanyuan, quickly hand over the holy weapon, so as not to die too ugly. After Ling Xiao finished speaking, he took a gap and lit Feng Zhiling's acupoint in the air to prevent her from hurting herself.

In the duel between masters, every subtle change can make the difference between life and death.

He Lanyuan had just been taken away from the magic pill, and his body had not fully recovered, and after holding on to a stick of incense, he began to be overwhelmed.

And Ling Xiao gave full play to the advantage of being outnumbered, and seeing that Lan Yuan was really angry, the soul suffocator in his hand forced Lan Yuan with a more fierce offensive. At this time, Lan Yuan was attacked by the Thousand Machine Wheel, the Fire Dragon Whip, the Qiankun Umbrella, and the Iron Bone Fan, and finally hit the chest.

After all, the Soul Choke is the Four Great Immortal Weapons, and Lan Yuan's ability to resist it for so long is already extraordinary.

At this time, Huo Li took the opportunity to whip Lan Yuan with a fire dragon, Lan Yuan received a whip on his left arm, where the whip passed, his clothes were burned, his skin and flesh were burned with a finger-thick scar, and a smell of burnt meat permeated the surroundings.

Zewu's Qiankun umbrella spun rapidly and pounced on Lan Yuan's door, surrounded by sharp blades half a foot long, almost piercing Lan Yuan's eyes.

"Senior brother, don't, Ling Xiao, don't hurt my senior brother, please, don't hurt him!"

Feng Zhiling couldn't move, so she had to keep shouting and begging, which broke Lan Yuan's heart.

Lan Yuan used the Yichen Sword to block Zewu's Qiankun umbrella, but he was hit by Di Kun's thousand wheels in the back. Xunfeng's iron fan slashed across his right shoulder, leaving a deep blood mark on his neck.

Lan Yuan flew backwards, Ling Xiao pressed forward tightly, and stabbed Lan Yuan in the abdomen again.

"Hmm......" The suffocating aura was too heavy, and Lan Yuan spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

"Ling Xiao, what do you want me to do before I want to let him go? Please, I'll listen to you for everything, don't hurt him, okay?"

Feng Zhiling saw that Lan Yuan was injured again and again, and she couldn't cry, and she almost fainted.

Ling Xiao listened to Feng Zhiling's hoarse pleading, and he began to feel unbearable in his heart.

This kid, in order to protect these people in the fairy sect, is so emotional. You're the daughter of the Second Demon Realm. Ling Xiao sighed in his heart, pointing at Lan Yuan's last blow, which finally did not stab.

"Okay, I'm not going to kill him. Ling Xiao turned to Feng Zhiling and said, "Let him hand over the holy weapon, and I will let him go." You have to promise me that you will stay in the Demon Realm in peace in the future and not try to escape again. ”

"Okay, okay, I promise you, the holy weapon will be returned to you, I will stay in the Demon Realm in the future, and I will never leave again, I will not leave......" Feng Zhiling blinked desperately—she only had eyes and mouth to move.

Ling Xiao unraveled Feng Zhiling's acupoint, and Feng Zhiling immediately pounced on Lan Yuan.

Lan Yuan had already barely stood up, Feng Zhiling looked at the bleeding wounds all over his body, his hands trembled and he took out a bottle of pill from his sleeve, poured out one and fed it to Lan Yuan's mouth, took out another bottle of pill, and sprinkled the medicine powder on those wounds, but the wound that strangled the soul still couldn't stop bleeding.

"Senior brother, I'm sorry......" Feng Zhiling's crying was so loud that even her own voice was drowned out.

"Senior Sister Feng...... It's me, I didn't protect you......" Lan Yuan blamed himself.

"Senior brother, don't worry, Ling Xiao and they won't do anything to me, and besides, my father is still here, he will also protect my ......" Feng Zhiling stopped crying and comforted Lan Yuan, "Senior brother, hand over the holy weapon to me, I will take a good look at it, believe me...... Leave it to me, okay?"

Lan Yuan could see that Ling Xiao was indeed a little sincere to Feng Zhiling, and Lian Mingxuan would definitely protect his own daughter, so he nodded lightly and said, "I believe in you, little junior sister." ”

He took out two holy weapons from Qiankun's sleeve and put them in Feng Zhiling's hand: "Senior sister, you have been wronged...... Ahem......"

After Lan Yuan finished speaking, he slowly fell down.

Feng Zhiling had no mana, so he naturally couldn't support Lan Yuan's weight, so he fell to the ground with him, crying, "Senior brother, what's wrong with you?!"

"I just fainted. Xun Feng Demon said.

Feng Zhiling threw the two holy weapons to Ling Xiao, and Ling Xiao caught them in the air.

"You said you would let my senior brother go. ”

"Good. Ling Xiao nodded.

Dikun received the order to pick up Lan Yuan and take him out of Hurricane Valley, out of the barrier, and throw him on the wasteland outside the barrier.