Who knew that Han Yunxi actually said, "I believe in you, I don't believe in Long Feiye." "Words * love * first * hair [dashubao read the novel update fast no pop-up window]"

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Long Feiye meaningfully, in the matter of injury, Long Feiye deceived her, how could she believe it again

Long Feiye seemed to want to defend something, but he didn't speak after all, just smiled.

In fact, he had already told his master that he couldn't talk about the power of devouring feelings. Even if this girl stares at them, she will still be deceived.

The old man of the Sword Sect didn't expect Han Yunxi to say this, and his heart hurt when he looked at the disciple's speechless appearance.

Fei Ye has good intentions for this girl

"It's not night, let's get started." The old man of the Sword Sect said lightly.

"What are you going to do?" asked Long Feiye.

Although the two did not point out the power of devouring love, they knew each other very well in their hearts. Long Feiye didn't fully control the power of devouring emotions because he left the customs ahead of schedule, he forcibly pressed the last power of devouring emotions into his body, barely controlling it, and it was precisely because of the forcible pressure that his internal injuries were actually very serious.

In fact, he fought with the old man of the Sword Sect for three days and three nights, and if he resisted hard, as long as he had the slightest slackness, he would definitely be defeated by the sword of the old man of the Sword Sect.

If he controls the last of the power-devouring powers, then his strength will basically be on par with the old man of the Sword Sect.

Now, that power was still running around in his body, especially since he had just relaxed and slept and was more active than ever.

In the case of extremely serious internal injuries, he couldn't draw out that power, let alone control it, so he could only borrow external force and use the power of the old man of the Sword Sect.

Through the power of the old man of the Sword Sect, the internal injuries were restored, and after the internal injuries were restored, he could try to draw out the last power of devouring emotions and regain control of it.

"The old man will heal you with internal strength." The old man of the Sword Sect said seriously.

Long Feiye nodded, didn't say anything, and the old man of the Sword Sect could only help him heal his injuries with his true qi.

The old man of the Sword Sect arranged for someone to guard the door, and the master and apprentice did not enter the secret room, but sat down one after the other on the bamboo collapse, and Han Yunxi stood aside and watched.

"Girl, you can only watch, don't make a sound, understand" The old man of the Sword Sect warned seriously, "Otherwise, you will kill him." ”

Han Yunxi nodded very hard, "I understand." ”

"It's not night, you remember, don't be distracted." The old man of the Sword Sect admonished seriously.

"Hmm." Long Feiye only replied lightly.

"I'd better go, I'll wait outside the door." Han Yunxi was scared herself, she stood here, how much would it affect Long Feiye.

"You just stand, you're here, I'm more at ease." Long Feiye smiled.

The old man of the Sword Sect had already begun to exercise, Han Yunxi didn't dare to say more, and hurriedly retreated behind Long Feiye.

Long Feiye also quickly regained his heart, but he quickly sensed that something was wrong, the old man of the Sword Sect did not save him with his true qi, but his internal strength

He was shocked, and when he looked back, the old man of the Sword Sect pressed his shoulders with both palms at this moment, and a strong and powerful internal power was poured into his shoulders in an instant.

"Master"

Long Feiye blurted out, he didn't realize that he had said the word "master", and since he had left the customs in advance, he had never called the old man master of the Sword Sect again.

"Don't be distracted" The voice of the old man of the Sword Sect was like a bell, and his momentum was compelling.

Long Feiye knew the consequences of being distracted, even if he was unwilling, he could only turn around and bear it silently.

The master did not heal him with his true qi, but used his internal strength

It was the internal strength that the master lost to Duanmu Yao before, but he stopped him. True Qi can be cultivated back, but it is extremely difficult to cultivate internal strength again, especially at Master's age and physical condition, it is basically impossible.

In order to heal his internal injuries, whether it is to use true qi or internal strength, he must pay a big price, and how much internal strength does the master have to teach him?

Long Feiye didn't have a bottom in his heart, perhaps, the old man of the Sword Sect didn't have a bottom in his heart, after all, it was the first time that the two of them encountered internal injuries caused by the backlash of the devouring power.

Streams of thick, pure internal power continued to enter Long Feiye's body, and he clearly felt the changes in his injuries, and he also clearly felt that the last emotion-devouring power in his body was no longer so restless, but gradually calmed down.

Long Feiye had to gather his spirit and turn the internal skills taught to him by the old man of the Sword Sect into his own, because only by turning it into his own could he truly resolve his internal injuries.

Time, little by little, the dedication of the old man of the Sword Sect is endless.

Han Yunxi watched from behind, her heart was hanging in the air, however, she didn't know the truth, she didn't know the danger, and she didn't know the unreserved dedication of the old man of the Sword Sect.

When the old man of the Sword Sect was ill, he was willing to teach his internal skills to Duanmu Yao; When he was sober, he was willing to pass on his internal skills to Long Feiye, which was enough to prove how much he loved Long Feiye, a disciple.

In the huge palace, there was silence. In the dimness, the faint light reflected on the faces of Long Feiye and the old man of the Sword Sect, and fine beads of sweat appeared on their faces. The seemingly calm healing is really turbulent.

suddenly

Long Feiye suddenly turned his head to look at the old man of the Sword Sect, his face was pale, and his eyes were stunned.

Han Yunxi was startled and hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to ask what was going on, but she still held back, for fear of disturbing.

Why did Long Feiye be stunned, not for anything else, just because the old man of the Sword Sect suddenly injected all the five-grade internal strength into his body, and the five-grade internal strength was equivalent to his half-life cultivation

He is an eight-rank master, and he has lowered five grades in a row, but now he is just a third-grade swordsman, and even the ordinary disciples in the branch faction may not be able to beat him.

Even if it's not completely wasted, but, for a master like him, it's no different from a total waste.

How could Long Feiye not be shocked, and how could he accept that Master was taking everything he had and fulfilling him

"It's not night, concentrate and condense" The old man of the Sword Sect said word by word, and his voice was loud and powerful.

This voice is so familiar to Long Feiye, every time the master accompanies him to practice internal skills when he is a child, he says these four words.

In a trance, Long Feiye seemed to have returned to his childhood, the old man of the Sword Sect was a strict master, but he was a loving father. Every time after practicing, he is no longer strict, he will personally cook a table of meals, he drinks, Long Fei Ye drinks tea, in the middle of the summer night, under the starry sky, the master and apprentice raise their glasses and drink, and they are happy.

The only time in Long Feiye's life that can be called childhood is the midsummer night on the Tianshan Mountain.

Sensing that Long Feiye was distracted, the old man of the Sword Sect shouted angrily, "Feiye, you have never disappointed your teacher this time, and you will not allow it"

Long Feiye mourned in his heart, but he still immediately retracted his thoughts, concentrated, and concentrated.

With the full five grades of internal strength, he must make great efforts to absorb it and turn it into his own

The night was deep, the moon was silent, and Han Yunxi looked at it seriously, as quiet as the mountain and the moon.

When Dongfang was white, the old man of the Sword Sect finally withdrew his hand, and he almost lay to the side, but fortunately he supported it with his hand. His mission was accomplished.

However, Long Feiye continued, and after Long Feiye recovered from his internal injuries, he had to lure out the last of the devouring power, and then re-inhale it into his body and control it.

The old man of the Sword Sect pressed on the couch and came down with difficulty.

Even if he is neatly dressed, he still gives people a sense of wolf, from the high, supreme eight-rank master, straight down to the third-grade, what a wolf bèi

His face was as pale as paper, and he was a little unsteady on his feet, and he helped him aside for a while before walking towards Han Yunxi.

Han Yunxi didn't dare to say anything, just watched.

As soon as the old man of the Sword Sect approached, she was about to step forward to pick it up, who knows, at this time, Long Feiye's body suddenly erupted with the powerful power of the orphan.

Although it was formless and colorless, Han Yunxi, a person who didn't know martial arts, still felt the murderous and aggressive aura emanating from that power.

Her instincts told her that that power was not a good thing. Was that power given to Long Feiye by the old man of the Sword Sect just now, or did Long Feiye originally have it

She was full of curiosity, but she didn't dare to ask, and she continued to walk towards the old man of the Sword Sect.

However, Long Feiye suddenly pulled out the long whip on his waist and slapped him hard.

Han Yunxi was immediately stunned, thinking of the injury on his back, it was difficult for him to ask for it

She was startled, and was about to speak out, but when she saw the fierce eyes of the old man of the Sword Sect, she opened her mouth, but she didn't shout after all.

In this way, watching Long Feiye's long whip, he raised it above his head, swung it around, and shook the whip on his back.

Blood burst out like that, splattering everywhere.

In the end, this power-devouring force was far more powerful than any previous one, and it was difficult to control.

Although there is only one whip, the whip power is far more incomparable than any previous whip.

Han Yunxi could smell the smell of blood in the air slowly dissipating, she covered her mouth, held back her tears, and tried not to think about what Long Feiye had experienced in the past month. She always knew that this man was not easy, but she didn't know that it was so difficult.

He stood in the darkness with his whip, and his long figure looked very lonely, as if he was standing alone between the vast heaven and the earth, close in front of him, but far away in the sky.

There is a lonely name called "far", so far away that no one can approach it.

Han Yunxi's heart was distressed and she couldn't express it, she secretly told herself that she wanted to treat this man well, and she wanted to love and protect him as much as she could.

Long Feiye stood like this, Han Yunxi and the old man of the Sword Sect did not move, Han Yunxi stared at Long Feiye deadly, and the old man of the Sword Sect lowered his eyes with his back to Long Feiye, waiting.

Finally, when the summer climbed up the mountain and illuminated most of the Tianshan Mountain Range, Long Feiye slowly turned around, his handsome face was stained with blood, but he smiled very beautifully.

He smiled at Han Yunxi.

Han Yunxi immediately laughed as well, and seeing Han Yunxi laughing, the old man of the Sword Sect let out a long breath and smiled.

Long Feiye walked towards them step by step, but when he was three steps away, he stopped abruptly.

"Master"

He exclaimed, in ventriloquism.

The old man of the Sword Sect was shocked, and looked back suddenly, only to see that Long Feiye was good and dignified, and there was nothing unusual, what was wrong with him

"What's going on" The old man of the Sword Sect also asked in ventriloquism.

"The power of devouring emotions is retrograde." Long Feiye said seriously.

When he mastered the last of the power of devouring feelings, the power of devouring emotions in his body was complete, and he clearly felt that this power became stronger and stronger because of the completeness, he thought that he had controlled it, but this power suddenly went backwards

The old man of the Sword Sect was shocked, he had never encountered such a situation, could it be that he had gone mad

At this moment, the voice of the attendant came from outside the door, "Master, Elder Cang has sent someone to urge." ”

In front of the Heavenly Sword Hall, the battlefield of the ranked battle has been opened