Si Yun opened his eyes again, and what caught his eye was Na Changchuan's anxious expression. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Si Yun..."

Her expression was a little dazed.

I don't know why, since she left the Xuanli Continent, she always felt that Si Li was a little different from the Si Li she remembered who had been with her for a hundred years.

In her memory, although she sometimes plays tricks on Si Li, Si Li is indifferent and ruthless to any demon, including her.

He is the most high-profile Tianjiao of the Si Clan's Silver Fox Clan, although he doesn't know why he has lived in the Thousand Yan Mountain of the Yan Fox Clan since Si Yun has a memory, but his cold and indifferent temperament is very different from the vast majority of the Yan Foxes who are out of enthusiasm, as if he has an indifferent sense of alienation from his bones.

So he seems very unsociable.

Sometimes she even felt that Si Liang was looking at her, as if she was looking at an object, although this feeling gradually disappeared in the back, and Si Li's attitude towards her was getting better and better, but deep in her heart, there was still an instinctive fear of Si Li.

But during this time, whether it is from the secret realm or the dream realm, or like the Si Fence I just saw here, the expression is so gentle that people can't help but indulge in it.

Is it a hallucination...

"Si Yun..."

Nai Changchuan saw her trance-like expression, and he didn't know why, and an inexplicable panic suddenly appeared in his heart.

He couldn't help but call her again, and saw that her gaze gradually regained focus, and her heart, which had been beating violently, slowly regained its calm.

The look on Si Yun just now always felt like he was far away from him...

This time, he didn't give Si Yun any chance to make trouble, and pulled her to the square:

"Let's go out first."

Si Yun seemed very obedient this time, and obediently followed Nai Changchuan to the front.

After standing still in the square, she looked back, and then she knew why Na Changchuan was so anxious.

I saw that behind them, the corridor that they walked out of for almost half a month seemed to be swallowed up by an invisible mouth, and the crooked corridor slowly disappeared into the thick chaotic mist.

A sharp voice continued to come out of the mist, and Na Nagagawa's face changed.

It's a fog demon!

I didn't expect them to kill so many fog demons along the way, and there were so many in them?

He looked at Si Yun, who looked confused, and suddenly felt a wave of fear in his heart.

Si Yun is too bold, he must be disciplined well...

Modo and Na Feng had been standing silently beside them, and at this time, Modo suddenly moved his steps slowly, catering to the direction of Na Changchuan and Si Yun, faintly outflanking Tang Ling's back road.

Although their Abyssal Demons don't deal with the royal family, they hate humans even more!

After all, the demons are a race that is racist against all humans...

Si Yun also noticed Modo's movements, and his trance-like expression disappeared immediately, with an excited look in his eyes.

By the way, it's out of the corridor now. She endured it for so many days, and now she can finally take revenge.

Tang Ling clenched the sword in his hand, but his expression was not chaotic at all, and he indifferently pointed to the corner of the brilliant eaves wall in the distance and said:

"I don't think it's a good idea for you to make a move on me right now."

Si Yun clenched his fists, his bones crackled, and he said coldly:

"It can't be worse than the current situation."

"Si Yun, we have been together for a while, don't you miss the old love?" Tang Lingdao.

"The Tang Zero I know who can simply laugh is dead." Si Yun's expression was indifferent.

"Nope. We are one. ”

"One?" Si Yun suddenly sneered:

This kind of thing is just said here, how can it be called one soul if it is not the same soul? Does Aunt Chen think the same way? ”

Speaking of Chen Shuyu, Tang Ling's heart suddenly swelled with a heart-wrenching pain.

No matter how much he tried to hide it, it was a fact that his other soul had lived in this body for more than ten years. Something has been engraved in the depths of the soul...

For example, the love is deep in the bone marrow.

Can't forget, can't erase!

At this time, Si Yun made a bold move!

She attacked with anger, and the red spiritual fire surged out, and the momentum was violent, and half of the sky was burned red in an instant.

The surging flames firmly wrapped Tang Ling in the center. At this time, Si Yun suddenly felt a cold aura, she was awe-inspiring, and quickly retreated.

At the same time, the huge flame ball was instantly split in half by a sharp sword intent!

Tang Ling's steps were very steady, and he walked outside step by step. When he completely left the range of the flames, Na Changchuan and Modo shot together, and the rich demonic qi was like a big hand with teeth and claws, firmly restraining Si Yun's limbs.

"Do you think you can take him?" I don't know when, the wind has come to Si Yun's side, and asked lightly.

"I can't." Si Yun replied decisively.

A Yuan Infant Cultivator, and he is also a sword cultivator, and he is also a member of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, even if his strength has not recovered to the peak now, it is not something that Si Yun and these people can stay.

She just wanted to do her best to grasp every opportunity and try her best to consume Tang Ling's strength.

Details make or break and every action counts.

I believe Na Nagagawa thinks the same way.

On the other side, Tang Ling turned a blind eye to the demon hand that was entangled in him, his body shook slightly, and a chilling sword qi instantly stabbed the demon hand to pieces.

Seeing this, Si Yun quickly stepped forward and stopped Tang Ling's inevitable path.

"You can't keep me." Tang Ling said lightly.

"But it can be consumed." Si Yun is also very sincere:

"Even if you have spare strength in the corridor, it will definitely consume a lot, as long as your strength is damaged, our goal will be achieved."

Tang Ling smiled, his smile was helpless:

"Si Yun, has anyone ever said that you are honestly not cute at all?"

"Nope." Si Yun's tone was still serious:

"All I know is that I'm so sincere that even I'm afraid of myself."

As she spoke, her body moved quickly, and she waved her hand into a blade, slashing towards Tang Ling, who was rushing towards her.

Tang Ling turned sideways slightly, avoiding it at an undetectable distance, and his voice seemed to sound close to Si Yun's ears:

"Actually, it's still a little cute..."

****

Si Yun looked at Tang Ling's figure drifting away, and was silent for a long time.

"His body, his spiritual power... It's all weird! Na Changchuan stepped forward and said, "It's different from most monks. ”

"I know." Si Yun said:

"His physique should be a pure yang body that appeared in ancient times, and there are some peculiarities."

"Are you still chasing?" The wind stepped forward and asked.

"I don't have to." Si Yun shrugged:

"We can't kill him anyway, just hit him hard. If he fights back, we may suffer. ”

"And now..."

"Go there!" Si Yun pointed to the eaves in the distance.

In the dimensional space, Qingluan's feather is shining. Cheng Mo also stood up and quietly faced that direction.

****

The group walked into the hall that looked simple and vicissitudes, and the ground was smooth and the head seemed to be able to illuminate the figure. There was nothing in the hall, it seemed empty and lonely.

"Nothing!" Si Yun muttered in a low voice, and his voice was particularly clear in the hall where the needle could be heard.

"Do you know what's here?" The wind was the first to look up and wondered.

"No, just say whatever." Si Yun laughed wryly.

At this time, I don't know who touched a certain passive formation, there were slight ripples of spiritual power, Si Yun looked up keenly, only to see that in mid-air, like a projector with the earth, a huge light curtain suddenly appeared.

Looking at this scene, Na Changchuan and the others all stopped what they were doing.

In the light curtain, it is the same as the main hall on Si Yun's side, the difference is that it is full of people!

Seeing a certain corner, Si Yun's face sank. His lips were pursed, as if there was a storm brewing quietly!

**A moment of gossip**

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Let's touch my chest~ (To be continued.) )