Chapter 143: Who is he?

It's a sunny day, but the people here feel like they're staying in the bottomless night, and the space is so small that people are gradually breathless.

At this time, the wind gradually blows, and the hair on the forehead of the future person is blown apart.

It is obviously a pair of eyebrows and eyes that are gentle to the extreme, and it is obviously a person who is more like an immortal than them.

But when all this is combined with the smooth corners of his lips that do not smile, it is a different style.

There is terror in the gentleness, and the delicate eyebrows and eyes are full of killing intent, and the coercion around him is also the peak of the spirit transmitter.

"Who are you?" The leader of the Immortal Family disciple was the first to react, and immediately looked at him vigilantly.

The person who came didn't say a word, like an unpredictable wind, and suddenly came directly through the many immortal disciples to the front of Yuanyun.

At this time, many Immortal Family disciples realized that the person had flashed behind them, that is, the position of Yuanyun.

These immortal disciples are not fools, and they understand the reason at once.

This man was in the same company as the two men who had killed their elder.

In an instant, all the immortal disciples present unanimously drew their swords and made a defensive posture.

Looking at Yuanyun's fragile appearance, the person who came couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. then put on a look of annoyance, which made people very puzzled.

The man turned around without saying a word, and his faint purple eyes were full of darkness, as if they had been covered with a thick layer of night, which was completely incomprehensible.

He flicked his long white sleeves lightly, and in an instant, those immortal disciples were directly killed by him, and they died before the idea of attacking could be completely hatched.

At this time, the person who came turned around and investigated Yuanyun's situation.

Fortunately, there is no fear of life, but the injury is still quite serious.

The person who came looked at the abyssal clouds that had already fallen into the muddy waters, and the faint purple eyes suddenly became gentle, with a trace of indulgence that was not easy to detect and an indescribable sadness and remorse.

"A-Yuan, I said that I won't let you be hurt again. If anyone dares to hurt you, I will crush their bones and scatter them!"

A-Yuan, I miss you so much, I miss you so much. Thinking about it all the time.

I wish you could forgive me one day. We can also go to Jinqionghai together to see the flowers, the clouds, and the world......"

The person who came said that here was suddenly a few tears of sad lovesickness from the corners of the warm eyes, which made people unprepared and very puzzled at the same time.

It's just that if someone sees this scene, they will unconsciously follow him and be sad.

The man raised his hand, naturally touched the tears in the corners of his eyes, and then looked at the wetness on his fingers.

His head hung low, and his eyes were hidden in the darkness where no one could see, as if darkness had enveloped him and bound him. No one could see his face.

It took a while for someone to take action.

He raised his head slightly, looked at Yuanyun, and secretly thought to himself what I was doing, what was the use of thinking about this. She doesn't even know who I am now. It's useless to think about it.

The priority should be to relieve her injuries.

With that in mind, he set to action. After carefully checking Yuanyun's injuries again, he took out a few bottles of pills from his space and fed them to the sleeping Yuanyun.

Immediately, he injected a few points of spiritual power into Yuanyun, and at the same time, directly guided this spiritual power to repair his body. By the time he did all this last night, it had been about an hour.

He finally retracted. Then he picked up Yuanyun and went towards the center of the city.

And the other side

About half an hour passed

Qi Zhuoyi got a lot better, and the black lines gradually turned into smooth black marks on his body again. Soon, he came to the place where Yuanyun had been hidden before, but found that the surrounding Immortal disciples had been killed, and Yuanyun was gone.

Qi Zhuoyi's eyes moved slightly, and the furious qi in his heart instantly gushed out like a volcanic eruption, and his face suddenly became very hideous.

His hands suddenly covered the bark of the thousand-year-old tree that Yuanyun was leaning on before, and in an instant, the old tree turned into sawdust and drifted into the distance.

Immediately, Qi Zhuoyi left here without any nostalgia.

What he didn't know, however, was that not long after he arrived. Here's a special person.

"Ghost Lin is right, it seems that his nine hundred years of honey brewing is about to lose to him. However, after looking for so long, I finally found a clue. ”

At this time

Lin House

Dingfan was drinking with the forest ghost and enjoying the scenery.

"Fan'er, I still like this honey wine."

Lin Ghost looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him with a gentle face, feeling the bursts of comfortable daughter's fragrance from Ding Fan's body, and couldn't help but slightly hook the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile.

Dingfan's eyes were full of shame (nan), she gently deceived her head, as if she was a little drunk, and her cheeks were very cute and playful.

After a while, Ding Fan said in a daze, "I like it, it's delicious." However, Fan'er prefers a ghost. ”

Lin Ghost's smile gradually deepened, gently pinched Ding Fan's little nose, and said very dotingly, "You, aren't you drunk to say such nonsense?" ”

When Ding Fan heard this, he cheered up, and his little hand grabbed the slender and white bone joints of the forest ghost, and the other hand was raised, and it was yellow in mid-air for a long time before he finally found the right direction and pointed at the forest ghost

"Fan'er is not drunk, Fan'er just likes ghosts. The most favorite thing in the world is Fan'er, who wants a ghost to be happy. Everything he says is true. ”

As soon as Ding Fan finished speaking, he was about to fall on the ridge carving Luoqu table, and Lin Ghost was quick to reach out, for fear that Ding Fan would hurt his head.

Suddenly, Ding Fan's head made an extremely subtle sound while slamming into Lin Ghost's hand.

"Fan'er, if only you were really her. They look so similar, but you're two completely different people.

Calculating the time, the days of our separation are only on these days or two. I hope you don't blame me when you know the truth. ”

Dingfan lay on the table, changed his hand, and fell asleep sweetly.

Lin Ghost gently picked up Yuanyun and went to his room.

After a while, Lin Ghost put Dingfan on the bed, carefully covered her with a quilt, and then left here.

Soon, the forest ghost came to an empty room. He opened the mechanism with ease, and finally came to the underground after passing through several heavy stone gates.

At this time, there was a stone chamber with only one exit. The underground is in a half-empty state, and there are two rings of stone rings in the shape of a ring, and there are many strange patterns on the stone rings.