"What happened to the young master?" Jian Xue'er looked anxious, and she couldn't care about any etiquette anymore, so she stepped forward directly and spoke.

"Don't touch me." A strong aura poured out of Han Xian'er's body, blocking Jian Xue'er out.

The Demon Lotus Poison Immortal Body itself contains a strange poison, and ordinary martial artists will be poisoned and comatose when encountered, and even kill directly in serious cases.

Han Xian'er released the qi wall just to prevent Jian Xue'er from touching her body.

At the same time as the qi wall was released, a spatial ripple suddenly rippled around Han Xian'er, and three figures suddenly appeared in the spatial ripples.

"I guess this is it." The Sanguang Buddha held the sword in his hand, and his eyes slowly glanced around.

Jian Fengyun, who was being supported, accidentally tilted his body, and his arm fell towards Han Xian'er's arm.

"Be careful." Seeing this scene, Han Mo and Han Mo hurriedly spoke.

However, the reaction of the two of them was still a step slower after all, and Jian Fengyun's palm had already landed on Han Xian'er's bloodstained arm, making a gentle "snap" sound, and the dark red blood instantly stained his palm red.

A crisp sound of body touch resounded throughout the wooden house, Han Mo, Han Demon was shocked, Han Xian'er looked back suddenly, her arm quickly left Jian Fengyun's palm, and her beautiful eyes suddenly revealed a touch of horror.

"You ......" The corners of Han Xian'er's cold lips suddenly opened, and she was about to get angry.

"Young Master!" Jian Xue'er's figure rushed over suddenly, and her white little hand suddenly grabbed Jian Fengyun's palm stained with dark red blood.

"Be careful!" The Chill and the Chill spoke again,

However, where can Jian Xue'er listen to other people's words at this moment, she only has Jian Fengyun in her eyes, and her white little hand instantly grasps Jian Fengyun's palm.

"Young master, what's wrong with you, are you okay?" Jian Xue'er grabbed Jian Fengyun's palm, her beautiful eyes instantly turned red, her white little hand shook Jian Fengyun's body slightly, and her face was full of worry.

"Oh mom, Demon Lotus Poison Immortal Body." The Sanguang Buddha seemed to feel something, and suddenly let go of the arm holding Jian Fengyun, and his figure flashed, and he quickly withdrew from a distance of several zhang, looking at Jian Fengyun's arm with a vigilant face.

"Demon blood." Qin Xuan, who was on the side with a cold face, suddenly froze his gaze, looking at Jian Fengyun's arm, with a look of vigilance on his face.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the wooden house was suddenly quiet for a moment, and the three of Han Mo, Han Mo, and Han Xian'er all looked at the three people in front of them in surprise, as if they had seen some incredible scene.

"Cher...... I'm fine. Sword Fengyun's eyes gradually became clear, and the Sky Devouring Sword Body in his body had begun to recover automatically, and the flow of qi and blood power diluted the huge dizziness caused by the injury on his back, making his consciousness sober up.

"Young Master, you're awake." Jian Xue'er looked at Jian Fengyun who slowly opened her eyes, and her pretty face suddenly showed a touch of joy, and said, "I'll help you go to bed and rest." ”

"Hmm." Jian Fengyun nodded slightly, took a long breath, and then closed his eyes again.

Ouyang Xuan's full force blow directly hit his Heaven Swallowing Sword Body, even if he was close to Dacheng's Heaven Swallowing Sword Body, it was still difficult to block the attack of the Holy Realm, and the heavy blow of the Heaven Swallowing Sword Body made him fall into a coma in an instant. Although he had already come to his senses at this time, it was only that the Heaven Devouring Sword Body had just begun to recover itself, not to mention that it had fully recovered.

Therefore, at this moment, Jian Fengyun's body is still very weak.

Jian Xue'er supported Jian Xue'er's body and gently lay on the wooden bed on the side, there was a huge wound on Jian Fengyun's back, although it was bandaged, it was still very obvious.

"Are you all right?" Han Mo stepped forward and looked at with some surprise that there was nothing in front of him at all, Jian Xue'er and Jian Fengyun.

In Han Mo's memory, anyone who touched Han Xian'er's body was poisoned within all three breaths, ranging from weakness and coma to direct death, without exception.

Han Xian'er's blood contains more poison, and it stands to reason that those who touch it will only be poisoned and shoot deeper.

However, after Jian Fengyun's touch, he couldn't help but not be poisoned, and he woke up from the coma of serious injuries, and he seemed to be in a lot of energy, which was not at all different from the appearance of poisoning.

Not to mention Jian Xue'er, it is just the strength of the Spirit Venerable Realm, and she looks like a weak woman, she doesn't have as many strong records as before Jian Fengyun, how can she squat there unscathed, and she can take care of Jian Fengyun, she doesn't look like someone who has something to do at all.

"It's fine." Jian Fengyun raised his head slightly, and suddenly spoke.

"I mean your hands ......" Han Mo's eyes moved slightly, and he immediately swept his gaze towards the place where Jian Fengyun and Jian Xue'er's palms were stained with dark red blood.

"Demon Blood, you're also injured?" Jian Fengyun glanced at the blood stains on his hands, and immediately raised his head and swept his gaze to Han Xian'er not far away, and asked.

Han Mo's heart was suddenly messy, when did the blood of demon poison become so fearless?

In Han Mo's memory, the blood of the demon poison, which is the blood of the demon lotus poison immortal body, is also the factor that makes Han Xian'er suffer from the exclusion of the Han family, ordinary insiders will probably have to flee far away when they hear this name, how can they ignore it so indifferently.

"I said don't think about it, Sword Master and Miss Xue'er have special physiques, and the blood of demon poison has no effect on them in the slightest." On the side, the Sanguang Buddha pinched the magic trick in his hand, and then spoke.

Han Xian'er's gaze suddenly fell on the body of the Sanguang Buddha, and when she saw the magic trick in the hand of the Sanguang Buddha, her brows suddenly furrowed, and she spoke: "Tianji Divine Calculation, how can you be the lost Heavenly Machine Divine Calculation of the Flying Immortal Sect?" ”

"This beauty, a poor monk from Xiaoxitian, was fortunate enough to visit the ancestral tomb of the Flying Immortal Sect for a few days, and then got the inheritance of this heavenly machine and divine calculation, which is also fate, and it is not enough." The Sanguang Buddha grinned and said suddenly.

"Xiao Xitian, Flying Immortal Sect Ancestral Tomb!" Han Xian'er's beautiful eyes moved, and she suddenly spoke: "You are Xiao Xitian, the tomb robber Buddha who has been missing for two years?" ”

"Ahem, this beauty, what you said is not right, the poor monk is not a tomb robber, the poor monk just can't bear those Taoist treasures to be buried underground, so he took the risk to open them up, the world doesn't understand me." Sanguang Buddha said with a smile.

"Shameless, it's the same person as rumored." Han Xian'er's beautiful eyes moved, and she suddenly said.

"Beauty, poor monks believe in Buddhism, not rumors." Sanguang looked at Han Xian'er's delicate body with a smile and spoke.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you, why are you here?" Han Xian'er's beautiful eyes were cold, and she suddenly spoke.

(End of chapter)