Wen Feng seemed to have figured out something, and said, "Did you seal the 'Huang Huo' at your own cost?"

Lei Li said: "Hehe, yes, if we fight hard with you, even if we kill you, there will not be a few of us who can retreat safely, and now that the fire is sealed, your combat power will be reduced by three or four percent, which is the best way to defeat you." ”

Wen Feng was silent for a while, and said coldly: "Oh, it seems that you can't leave easily today." After speaking, he turned his head to look at the beautiful and moving woman, and the dancing butterfly just nodded lightly and smiled faintly.

Wen Feng gathered the most powerful energy in his body, and a super strong energy was transmitted out, and streams of hot air poured out one after another and turned into a nine-colored flame. Wen Feng said angrily: "Since you want to leave safely today, it seems that you really need some skills." ”

Streams of energy converged on the ball of light, a sun appeared in the sky, and rays of light converged on the ball of light, and the word "Yan" composed of a large nine-colored flame floated into the air and slowly merged into the sun.

Wen Feng's body was surrounded by nine-colored flames, standing in the firelight, just like a god, the god who dominated all the power of flames. A destructive force descended, the nine-colored ball of light had reached hundreds of zhang, and a figure of hundreds of zhang appeared behind the ball of light, looking down at everyone, as if he was the master of the world, holding the ball of light formed by the nine-colored flame in both hands, and he could destroy everything in front of him at any time.

Everyone present was sweating profusely, it was a destructive force, enough to make everyone go up in smoke, only Lei Li, staring coldly at the ball of light, but he was extremely calm.

Wen Feng said: "Today's one should be over." ”

Wudie took Wen Feng's hand and smiled slightly, only this was him in her eyes. Wen Feng only has this in his eyes. Hands clasped tightly with each other.

"Emperor Jiuyang Yan. Wen Feng shouted.

The black figure slammed the hot ball of light to the ground, and the merciless flames began to burn bloodthirsty, and the nine-colored flames turned into waves of light, and everything in its path dissolved, and a burst of light illuminated the heavens and the earth.

The night is bright.

For a long time, the night was calm again, and the moon was still so hazy on the earth. On the mountain peak in the distance, a middle-aged man supported a young man, looking in the direction of Yangmen.

After a long time, the middle-aged man slowly spoke: "Big brother.........." ”

Wen Chong looked in the direction of the Yang Gate, feeling the kind energy fluctuations, as if he understood something, the breath in his body became slow, and the tears in his eyes overflowed, running down his cheeks and slowly sliding down.

Half of the night has passed, the sky is about to brighten, Wen Chong's injuries are getting worse and worse, his breathing has begun to change from rapid to slow, and the breath is becoming less and less in his body, the once familiar energy has passed little by little, and his body has slowly become empty, only the pain is flowing around.

Wen Chong coughed, spit out a mouthful of blood, and the pain in his body faintly spread to his whole body, and his eyes were about to close at any time. Wen Kai saw it, Zou frowned, sighed, and said, "Hey, this is fate." ”

"Zhi'er, hold on, don't sleep, the second uncle will repair your true yuan for you now and restore your meridians. Wen Chong's ears came to the words, but Wen Chong didn't even have the strength to speak, his mind was blurry, but there was a faint scorching energy in his body, it was that familiar energy, slowly swimming in his body.

Wen Chong's breathing gradually returned to normal, the pain in his body began to slowly dissipate, and the familiar energy came from the meridians, removing the raging sword qi in the body little by little, and the little by little energy began to repair the injured meridians, and the broken meridians began to slowly recover with the flow of hot energy.

An hour later, the sky was already clear, the sun shone slightly on the earth, the sword qi in Wen Chong's body had been removed, the meridians were reconnected little by little, and the scars on his cheeks also grew new flesh, only the sword marks remained on his face, and Wen Chong was like a new life.

When Wen Chong opened his eyes, the slightly hot sunlight shone on his body, and he clearly felt that the injuries in his body had completely recovered, and he knew that Wen Kai had saved him. He got up, and Wen Kai lay quietly next to him, smiling at him.

Wen Chong hurriedly used his hands to explore Wen Kai's meridians, which surprised Wen Chong, the meridians in Wen Kai's body were no longer flowing with energy, even the blood had stopped moving, and the breath had gradually stopped running. Under the serious injury, he also used the powerful Xuan Gong to repair Wen Chong's injury, and he couldn't suppress the power of the Demon Sun that the Eight Desolations invaded his body.

Wen Chong shouted: "Second uncle, second uncle, how can you exchange your life for my life." The tears have fallen drop by drop, one night, my parents no longer know if they are still alive, and the relatives around me are now dying, this is how Wen Chong is not sad, how not sad.

Wen Kai smiled and said in a weak voice: "Second uncle, it's useless, you can only repair your true yuan and meridians, but you can't keep your body cultivation, second uncle can't do it, I can't send you to the cold moon, when your mother left, she said that you don't want to blindly avenge us, you have to go to the cold moon and live well." You are a good boy of our Wen family, so no matter what difficulties you encounter, don't commit suicide, otherwise I will be ashamed of my eldest brother and sister-in-law. ”

Wen Chong threw himself on Wen Kai and cried, he was like a child at this time, "Second uncle, I don't want any cultivation, as long as you live, you are already injured, how can you still use your true yuan to save me, second uncle, I will carry you to the cold moon." With that, he carried Wen Kai on his back and walked towards the north step by step.

Wen Kai's eyes were about to close, and he used his last strength to say in Wen Chong's ear: "Zhi'er, the second uncle is leaving, you have to live well in the future, this is what your parents hoped when they left, and the second uncle only hopes that you will live well." You must live to the cold moon, there will be someone to take care of you, and the second uncle can't take care of you anymore. After speaking, Wen Kai's eyes slowly closed, and there was no trace of anger.

Wen Chong wanted to transfer energy into Wen Kai's body, but there was no trace of energy in his body at all, and what could he do to save the relative in front of him. Wen Chong howled and cried, looking up to the sky and howling, the sadness could not be restrained, and he didn't know how long he cried, and he didn't know how long he screamed.

The day, it was raining lightly, gray, the forest here was shady, and there was a faint atmosphere of vicissitudes, and Wen Kai was buried here. A small tomb, not even a monument, surrounded by a smell of desolation.

Wen Chong looked at the grave quietly for a long time, and knelt there quietly, the time had passed for a day and a night, Wen Chong couldn't kneel for a long time, Wen Chong said softly to the grave: "Second uncle, Zhi'er is not filial, Zhi'er is leaving, and Zhi'er will often come to see you in the future." One day, I will surely avenge you with my enemies. ”

Wen Chong lowered his head and kowtowed three times, and then walked towards the north.