At the bottom of the hanging valley as bright as day, Taixia was dressed in blood and stood on the ground at a loss.

Compared to the purple thunder that came overhead, she was as small as an ant.

Sikong Yang's heart froze, his body moved, and he appeared beside Taixia in an instant.

Her water-clear eyes clearly reflected the full appearance of the purple thunder, and her expression was so dull that she couldn't think anymore.

The scorching heat from the thunder burned his hair and clothes, and he could smell the thick smell of burning in the air.

Don't think about anything else, sacrifice the "falling frost".

The light blue sword was suspended in the air, and the body exuded a faint light, and the sword body trembled slightly, making a "buzzing sound" from time to time.

He hugged the slender waist of Taixia, and his brows were furrowed.

The thunder was only a fraction away from them, and Sikong Yang made a few seals in the air with one hand, and a layer of transparent enchantment with a streamer appeared around the two of them.

"Click-"

Ju Lei was not polite just because Sikong Yang was on the side, it did not hesitate, and slashed at the two of them.

Enchantments can only block damage once, but that's enough!

Sikong Yang's thin lips buzzed a few times, and the figures of the two suddenly disappeared in place, and the falling frost let out a cheerful roar, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the giant thunder!

Luo Hua was waiting at the gate of the palace, and she also saw the thunder and lightning in the distance, she was dumbfounded, and at the same time, she was anxious, but she also had great confidence in Sikong Yang.

With the king here, everything is fine.

But even though she trusted Sikong Yang, she still pinched her fingers and paced back and forth anxiously.

Taixia in Sikong Yang's arms fell into a coma again, he felt the blood on his side, and his brows furrowed tightly.

"Go and bring the elixir to stop bleeding and replenish blood."

He picked up Taixia horizontally and walked quickly to the bedroom.

He used his spiritual power to probe her body, and it was no big deal, those wounds looked terrifying, but in fact they were just skin wounds.

Yutai Xia's eyes were closed, his face and lips were extremely pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans slid down the side of his face, looking painful.

It was Luo Hua who was medicating her wounds.

Back to the moment when Sikong Yang appeared just now, Taixia was overjoyed in her heart, and as soon as the tense strings relaxed, she felt all kinds of large and small wounds on her body, and the pain was menacing, beyond her bearing, so she closed her eyes tightly, and she didn't know what year it was.

Sikong Yang handed over the Taixia to Luo Hua to take care of, and he turned around and went to the place where the thunder fell.

The thunder and lightning had disappeared without a trace, and the falling frost absorbed the power of the thunder and lightning, and the whole sword flew up and down happily.

Sikong Yang squatted on the ground and touched the charred black ground on the ground that had been scorched by thunder and lightning, and there was no special smell of evil being destroyed in it.

He closed his eyes, and his divine sense once again covered the entire Hanging Sky Valley, and then he noticed that an exit from the secret room had been opened, and the mechanism he had set up had also been touched.

What a dishonest child.

He summoned the frost back to the sea of knowledge.

As he walked back to the palace, he thought that the child was too ignorant of the sky and that he had to teach her a lesson.

Let's talk about the Taixia that was cleaned up by Luohua.

She was wrapped with countless strips of cloth, fortunately, those wounds were no longer bleeding, just waiting for the scab to form, but her pale lips that had lost too much blood still made Luo Hua extremely worried.

Instead of falling into sweet dreams, she fell into boundless nightmares.

She saw herself standing in a pure white void, her body becoming small, and before she could figure out what was going on, her feet suddenly cracked, forming a huge hole, through which she saw a family.

The mansion built by the family was so tall and imposing that one could tell at a glance that it was a large family, and there lived only a family of three and four or five servants.

The child was about two or three years old, and the woman looked very young, smiling lovingly at the little girl crawling on the plush carpet.

The mother and daughter played for a while, and a man who was also young came in with a tray with chilled fruit on it, which was very cool.

As soon as the girl saw her father coming, she immediately turned around and walked towards him tremblingly.

The man hurriedly put it on the tray, half-squatted, and picked up his daughter.

The woman smiled and stood up, and went over to arrange the girl's clothes.

The picture of a happy family, Taixia looked at it, I don't know how, my heart warmed, as if she had passed through such a thing.

But who is she?

As soon as the thought popped into her mind, a hand took the thought away, and she could only focus on the people below.

It was also an ordinary day for them, the little girl was three or four years old, and the man was holding her in his arms and teaching her to read.

The woman was busy in the kitchen, and she came up with a new food to try.

No one expected that a few thunderbolts struck this courtyard, and before the people inside had time to be surprised, they quickly turned into powder and flew into the air, but the little girl did not.

She fell from her father's arms to the ground in a daze, her bare spot hitting the ground, leaving a few bloody streaks on her delicate skin.

At that moment, Taixia who was in the sky suddenly felt a monstrous hatred, she hated the person who razed this place to the ground!

In the distant sky, a hollow voice kept echoing in her ears.

"Your parents died at his hands, and are you willing to let them die like that? You've got revenge......"

Yes, she wants revenge, she wants to kill Sikong Yang.

The voice chuckled a few times, and was very harsh, very satisfied with Taixia's answer.

She whispered in her ear, "I have prepared a weapon for you, right under your pillow." ”

The voice suddenly disappeared from his ears, and Taixia opened his eyes suddenly.

Everything in pink told her that she was in her bedroom, and that there was no one else in the room but her.

The pain was not very noticeable, and within the limits of what she could bear, she tried to sit up.

Can't sit up at all.

There were so many strips of cloth wrapped around her body that she couldn't even wear clothes, only a blanket.

She remembered the voice in her sleep, and her hand reached under the pillow.

Start with cold.

Large beads of sweat immediately appeared on her forehead.

His hand retracted as if it had been burned.

And just when she was restless, Sikong Yang's divine sense, which was always in her room, immediately sensed the message of her awakening.

Almost at the moment when Yutai Xia's hand retracted, Sikong Yang appeared beside her bedside.

There was no expression on his face, and his night-like eyes seemed to see through everything.

Tantai Xia's heart was beating like a drum, and her body was stiff.

Sikong Yang suddenly came up to her.

Her heart stopped beating for a moment.