The moment Lin Feng opened his mouth, he had already waved his sword to sacrifice the Thunder Umbrella.

The umbrella made of dark iron material, the moment it was held up in the palm of its hand, the clear sky of the Flying Dragon Cliff thundered and exploded.

"Click!"

A dazzling white light enveloped in tremendous energy, like a curved vine reaching the top of the umbrella.

The dazzling white light of the palm between the vertical palms flickered.

A huge aura of energy converged in Lin Feng's palm.

Lin Feng is a gold-based technique, and this thunder umbrella gathers energy skills, which is a nirvana with extremely low spiritual power loss.

With a single blow, the opponent of the same level in full defense can be killed on the spot.

"Stop!"

"He's not a Demon Sect spy."

Seeing this, Leng Ruoshuang immediately hugged Luo Qing, who was recovering, regardless of it.

He shouted hoarsely, and used his body to shield Luo Qing from the impending catastrophe.

At this scene, Lin Feng, who was suddenly watching, frowned.

Because at this moment, Leng Ruoshuang hugged Luo Qing tightly, and it could no longer be interpreted by the relationship between master and apprentice.

The resolute look in his eyes is more like a lover who is desperately guarding him.

Lin Feng was furious, he had been pursuing her for six years, and Leng Ruoshuang had never given him a good look.

But now, she was only an outer disciple who had been with her for a few days.

But she can support each other with death and protect each other desperately.

"Get out of the way!"

"His eyes are scarlet, which is undoubtedly characteristic of the Demon Sect."

"If my junior sister insists on protecting, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

In fact, Lin Feng's skill has a fatal weakness, that is, the slow speed of use and the short control time.

Just as he spoke, the energy condensed in his palm already showed signs of swaying and backlash.

"No!"

"Either you kill me."

"I'm not going to let you hurt him in the slightest."

Leng Ruoshuang couldn't tell Lin Feng the truth, if someone knew that Luo Qing had the power of dragon crystal, I was afraid that it would not be as simple as Lin Feng to kill him.

Right now, she could only hope that Lin Feng wouldn't really do it.

After all, they were lovers before.

"Get out of the way!"

Lin Feng was already involuntary at this time, and the energy backlashed against him and suffered first.

In a hurry, the instinct of self-preservation priority made him subconsciously strike out that energy.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, a huge cyclone swept across the field of vision.

Holding Luo Qing's cold frost, as if swept by a hurricane, there were many white bones on his body.

The beautiful appearance is gone.

Only those eyes full of resentment, still flashing with a sharp gaze.

"Poof—"

A mouthful of blood gushed out.

She looked down at Luo Qing, who was gradually recovering, raised her hand to caress Luo Qing's cheek, and the corners of her bloody lips hooked up a halo of joy.

"Senior sister...... I ......"

Regret, regret to despair.

This was a regret that Lin Feng had never regretted when Leng Ruoshuang was almost killed after he advanced.

Because, there is no need to make it like this.

When Luo Qing was in a coma, he could have asked the elders or the head of the sect to come forward to calm the matter.

He knew very well that this blow had almost wiped out all the possibilities he could have with Leng Ruoshuang.

Raising his legs, he took out the spirit stone he had treasured for Leng Ruoshuang from his arms.

I want Leng Ruoshuang to swallow it in time to heal the wound.

But before he arrived, he saw the cold gaze in Leng Ruoshuang's eyes.

"Get out!"

"Get out of here!"

A hoarse cry came from her leaky jaw, which was only white bones.

The terrible voice is like a roar below the soul of the wronged.

Lin Feng, who listened, broke out in a cold sweat and retreated again and again.

Put down the spirit stone and turn to leave.

I'm afraid that's the only thing he can do at the moment.

……

The entrance of the main hall of the Sword Sect.

Looking at the head of the Sword Sect who had gone away from the Kyushu Immortal Venerable, he let out a sigh of relief and turned his head to look in the direction of the Flying Dragon Cliff.

Raising his hand and brushing his silver beard, he squinted and fell into thought.

"Enlighten the master."

"Senior Sister Leng's disciple Luo Qing is indeed a spy of the Demon Sect."

"Just now, the disciple accidentally injured Senior Sister Leng, and now she is seriously injured, but she desperately protects Luo Qing......"

Lin Feng came to the wind and knelt down to speak.

It's just that before he finished speaking, the head of the Sword Sect had already raised his hand and signaled him not to say any more.

"The teacher already knows."

"Luo Qing is not a spy of the Demon Sect, but a fire-type physique with extraordinary talent."

"This matter must not be spread to the outside world, and no one is allowed to take it personally, and those who violate the order will be abolished and expelled from the division."

The words spoken by the head of the Sword Sect were obviously full of flaws, but Lin Feng didn't dare to refute it.

Knowing yourself is certainly not qualified to know the truth.

He gave his hand and turned to leave, but suddenly stopped and bowed down again.

"Qiyu is in charge, Senior Sister Leng is seriously injured and in danger."

"I wanted to come to the rescue, but she refused."

"Boss ......"

Lin Feng hadn't finished his words, but he had already heard the footsteps of the head of the house turning to leave.

"You don't have to worry about her."

"With her apprentice here, if you die a million times, she will be fine."

"It's just that you hurt her this time, and I'm afraid your affairs can only be left to fate."

Lin Feng raised his head, but the voice of the head of the house floated into his ears.

He got up helplessly and looked at the Flying Dragon Cliff from afar, with a guilty look in his eyes.

……

On the Wyvern Cliff.

At this time, night had fallen, and the moon was in the sky.

Luo Qing, who slowly opened her eyes, saw the inhuman-like cold Ruoshuang who was already injured in front of her, and hurriedly hugged her and shouted.

"Master...... Master ......"

"How are you, master? Who hurt you like this? ”

The moment Luo Qing opened his mouth, tears had already slid down his cheeks like pearls with broken threads.

Distressed, distressed to death.

I can't wait for all the pain now to be on myself.

Luo Qing ...... Don't cry...... You have to work hard to cultivate......"

"In this bag, there is your dry food for a year......"

"Save on food...... I'm afraid the master won't be able to do it......"

Leng Ruoshuang, who was already angry, slowly opened his eyes, hooked the corners of his lips and raised his hand to touch Luo Qing's cheek.

A trembling faint voice made a difficult opening to instruct.

Before he finished speaking, his arm fell and his voice stopped abruptly.

"No, master."

"You can't die, I can't do anything."

"Master, you have to teach me to cultivate, master, you can't die."

When Luo Qing saw this scene, he immediately cried out like a child who had been robbed of his toy.

The voice full of sorrow echoed on the top of the Flying Dragon Cliff.

However, there was only a howling cold wind, giving him an accompaniment in response.

"I'm going to save you."

"I can save you, I can."

Sad and sad that he couldn't eat as a meal, he calmed down and picked up Leng Ruoshuang and walked into the cave.

Turning his head to see the faint green light outside the cave, he suddenly felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart.

The monk's physique is different from ordinary people, spiritual power is the key to continuing life, even if the body is destroyed, as long as there is enough spiritual power to support the original spirit, the consciousness can be preserved.

Therefore, the spirit stone is a life-saving resource for any monk.

Although I don't know who left it, the size of a fingernail is enough to make people die for it.

Luo Qing was overjoyed and held it in his hand, but the moment he turned around, he watched the spirit stone be turned into ashes.

"What's the situation?"

"How so?"

From euphoria to despair, it only takes a turn of time.

Although I don't know the reason, I guess it must be related to the power of Long Jing.

Thinking that he could recover quickly after several times of blood-draining training, Luo Qing's eyes suddenly flashed with joy again.

My blood will definitely save the master.