"Hmph, if you were to change it, you would have died a long time ago, listening to the people in the competition hall, Yu Fei's tampering formation, even the sixth-order heavenly master can instantly turn into a blood mist soul and scatter, even the seventh-order one will be seriously injured. Ye Wuqing, a fourth-order Heavenly Master, although he was seriously injured, at least he saved his life, but his body was seriously injured, and his soul was not damaged more. ”

"There must be some life-saving magic weapon on my body, there is an eldest master who is lucky, admit that I have lemon essence."

"What kind of grudge do Yu Fei and Ye Wuqing have? Even if you fight to scatter, you have to kill her? ”

"Who knows......"

Ye Wuqing had a dream, a dream that seemed to be long, long.

The vastness of the void, the brilliant stars, and the huge trunks of trees that seem to grow out of the bottomless abyss to cover the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a fierce battlefield, and countless huge monsters of strange shapes surged from the air or the ground, slaughtering them on a large scale. The wailing and screaming were incessant, and the heavens and the earth were dyed blood-red.

Anger, repression, and hatred filled his chest like a burning fire, and the tip of his nose was rich in the bloody smell that could not distinguish between friend and foe.

In the distance, there was a man sitting high on the throne of bones in mid-air.

The moment he looked up, it seemed to meet his eyes.

It's a pity that it seems that because he is too far away, I can't see his appearance clearly.

There seemed to be a terrible roar of a phoenix in his ears, and during the battle, countless corpse stumps and flesh were sprinkled from the air, falling to the ground and piling up mountains of corpses and a sea of blood. It was like it was raining.

There seemed to be some strong resentment in the veins of his body, and the long whip in his hand pointed directly at the man on the throne.

In the next second, there was a sharp pain in the soul, which was countless times more serious and painful than the physical injury, as if it had been pulled into pieces by life.

Her consciousness gradually blurred, as if she had been swept into a whirlpool, as if countless sharp blades had cut her soul into wisps, and she was about to roar out in pain.

There was darkness all around, not east, west, north, south, up and down, left and right, as if floating in endless and boundless darkness, depressed and desperate.

In the midst of the confusion, a call sounded in my ears.

I don't know who it is, it seems to be the strongest voice in my consciousness.

"Qingqing...... Don't go ......."

"Aqing, be obedient, wake up quickly......"

"Ye Wuqing, you should be damned! If it weren't for you, the Protoss wouldn't have perished! ”

"Ye Wuqing! Thou hast sinned heinously, and thou hast ruined the entire Protoss......"

"Qingqing ......"

Ye Wuqing opened her eyes suddenly, and the dazzling light made her subconsciously squint her eyes to adapt.

"Wuqing, are you awake?" Ye Miao was overjoyed, and kept turning his head to the doctor in Xuanmen and said, "Come and check her body and soul condition!" ”

There was another noise in my ears, and people came and went in front of me. Ye Wuqing blinked, feeling as if his whole body had been filled with lead, and there was a burst of pain when he moved slightly. Not only the pain in the body, but also the soul as if it was being burned by fire.

Consciousness gradually returned.

"Elder Ye, Miss Ye doesn't have much of a problem, the wounds in her body are not fatal, and her soul is slowly recovering." The doctor, who was also proficient in occult arts, carefully examined it with an instrument, and said to Ye Miao with a very respectful and polite attitude.

Now in the entire Xuanmen, no one knows that Elder Ye Miao is deeply respected by the Lord. Not only was he made an exception and was promoted to an elder, but the only disciple had an accident, and the Venerable Lord, who had been in retreat all the year round and would never move without a big thing, actually came out for the first time and gave Ye Wuqing a god-level soul-raising magic weapon. In addition to the two Dharma Protectors, I am afraid that this honor is only Elder Ye Miao.

The Heavenly Masters who can mix well in the Xuanmen and are not high in cultivation are almost all human spirits, and they can see that the Lord is not ordinary towards Ye Miao, and his attitude is naturally to be more respectful and respectful, and how polite and polite he is.

Ye Miao breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Ye Wuqing, whose body was still unable to move: "How do you feel?" ”

Ye Wuqing felt that his head was dizzy and swollen, as if he had been made of a mess and stirred with a stick, his thoughts were confused, and his memory seemed to be garbled by a computer, and it took a while to recover.

Could it be that this would happen if the Celestial Master was attacked to the soul?

Thinking of the chaotic memories, as well as a few pictures that were still vaguely impressed, Ye Wuqing felt a splitting headache, sometimes something other important or memory appeared in front of her, but it was far away and covered with a layer of fog, she desperately wanted to see it clearly but never saw it clearly.

It's a very oppressive feeling.

Hearing Ye Miao's words, Ye Wuqing spoke: "I can't die." ”

Her voice was hoarse now, and every word she said felt like it had come out of her throat.

Ye Miao's brows froze, "This time your soul has also been affected by the impact, you can recuperate with peace of mind, the Lord has given you a god-level Soul Cultivator, just raise it for a period of time, it will not affect your current spiritual vein cultivation." ”

Ye Miao's gaze fell on Ye Wuqing's wrist, the black jade bracelet that the Venerable Lord personally brought for him fit the skin perfectly, as if it had been customized by himself. There is a faint dark light, and although the appearance is a little inconspicuous, those who know the goods only need to see it to know that it is a precious and rare magic weapon.

Ye Wuqing's fingers moved, his eyes slowly rolled, and he looked at Ye Miao.

"Is that man dead?"

Anyway, she grew up watching her grow up, and as soon as Ye Wuqing opened her mouth, Ye Miao knew who she was asking.

Ye Miao: "Dead, the soul is scattered, and you die cleanly." ”

Ye Wuqing: "Oh, that's cheap." Ye Wuqing's reaction was a little cold and calm, and he didn't seem to be able to make waves in his heart about harming himself like this.

She had just woken up, her body and soul were still a little tired, and after saying these few words, she was already sleepy, and the huge sleepiness was like a whirlpool to absorb her. The skin gradually became heavy.

The doctor helped Ye Wuqing straighten the bed and let her sit up against the soft and comfortable bed.

Ye Wuqing was sleepy, but he still cheered up: "What about Feng Mu?" Her throat was still hoarse, and she struggled to speak word by word, "He didn't make a fuss, did he?" ”

Feng Mu was very clingy to himself, and Ye Wuqing sometimes doubted that he might not be a zombie, but still a dog who had cultivated to perfection. But I have to admit that after accompanying him in the past few years, Ye Wuqing has regarded him as an important family member like Ye Miao. What's more, Feng Mu is a zombie, and she doesn't need to worry about anything.

If Feng Gouzi knew that he was beaten like this, he would definitely jump up and down, don't make too much trouble.

At the mention of Feng Mu, Ye Miao also felt an incomparably headache, after Ye Wuqing's accident, he had been staying outside the emergency room and met the lord. Ye Miao and everyone were shocked and stunned by the arrival of the Venerable Lord, suspecting that they had hallucinated and misunderstood. As a result, before he could finish the shock, Feng Mu did something that made his heart paralyzed.

Feng Mu attacked the Venerable Lord.

As if this zombie had some monstrous hatred for the lord, he attacked ruthlessly and desperately, and everyone was stunned.

Feng Mu seemed to lose his mind and didn't want to die, coupled with the hard and powerful shell of the zombie, he was invulnerable, and he was on par with the lord for a while.

The violent attack almost leveled the entire school hospital, Ye Miao's back was soaked with cold sweat, and he was very glad that there were no other patients in the hospital except Ye Wuqing today, and the two of them knew how to avoid the emergency room where Ye Wuqing was lying.

Feng Mu is naturally not the opponent of the Venerable Lord, seeing that he was almost stabbed in the heart by the Venerable Lord, Ye Miao took a hard shot to stop the intercession.

Except for what Feng Mu has to do, Ye Wuqing's dog temper will definitely make trouble.

Although Feng Mu was not killed in the end, he was also beaten half to death, if it weren't for the strong physique of the zombie, he would have been wiped out long ago. Feng Mu was carried back to the Miao Ran Pavilion to recuperate from his injuries. Although the doctor of Xuanmen is also proficient in occult arts, it will be difficult for him to let him heal zombies, so he can only carry him to a place where the aura and yin qi are very heavy, and heal his injuries by his own instincts.

Ye Wuqing had an accident in the illusion of the competition hall, and the illusion formation arranged by the Venerable Lord himself was destroyed, and although the Venerable Lord came over in person, it was shocking and stunned, but it was also acceptable.

Ye Miao didn't expect Feng Mu to happen, although this Xuanmen Venerable Lord seemed to be as high as a god and ruthless and desireless, but after experiencing that incident more than 20 years ago, Ye Miao would not be naïve to think that he was really just a god who had no desire and no desire to accept the worship of thousands of believers.

The Lord is iron-blooded and ruthless, and those who provoke him will definitely not end well.

When Feng Mu fought with the Venerable Lord, Ye Miao's face was pale and blue at that time, although he couldn't see any expression on his face, his entire back was already soaked, and he was mentally prepared to be blamed and dealt with by the Venerable Lord.

Even when he pleaded, he was ready to be implicated, but what shocked him even more was that the lord really didn't execute Feng Mu, raised his noble hand and let Feng Mu go, and didn't scold Ye Miao. On the contrary, his attitude can even be called gentle, and he personally gave Ye Wuqing a god-level Horcrux Cultivator, and even asked the Supervision Department to personally investigate Ye Wuqing's serious injury in the illusion realm.

The attitude is simply kind and gentle, a little excessive.

It is no wonder that after learning about this, those people became more and more respectful and polite to themselves, and they had completely confirmed the rumors that the lord was very fond of him.

However, Ye Miao thought of the scene she watched, when the Venerable Lord personally helped the unconscious Ye Wuqing to bring the god-level Horcrux Cultivator, it seemed that he intentionally or unintentionally rubbed the back of her hand across the palm of her hand......

Ye Miao's brows couldn't help jumping heavily, and a strange and indescribable feeling came up.

"Ye Miao?" Seeing that Ye Miao didn't speak for a long time, Ye Wuqing's brows furrowed, and his voice was a little puzzled.

Ye Miao came back to his senses: "He made a fuss, and I sent him back to the basement of the Miao Ran Pavilion." ”

The corners of Ye Wuqing's mouth twitched, and Ye Miao just made a fuss lightly, but, "Did he hurt someone?" No matter how obedient and obedient Feng Mu is in front of him, he is like a sticky dog, but he is essentially a zombie, and the ferocity in his bones cannot be covered. If she was injured, Yi Fengmu's stiffened brain would definitely go berserk.

What's more, it is in the base camp of Xuanmen, in Minglan Academy, it would be strange if nothing happened.

Ye Miao: "Yes. ”

Ye Wuqing: "Who did you hurt?" ”

Ye Miao was silent for a while, looked at Ye Wuqing's eyes and said, "It's the Lord." ”

The doctor had already gone out, and the two of them were left in the room.

Ye Miao: "You're not surprised? "It stands to reason that Ye Wuqing, a fourth-order Heavenly Master, has much to do with the Venerable Lord of the Xuanmen, as a middle- and low-level Heavenly Master, it is normal to feel sincere and fearful when he hears the Venerable Lord. In particular, the domestic zombies attacked the Lord and were injured by him.

But Ye Wuqing's reaction was a little abnormal in his calmness.

Ye Wuqing lowered her eyes, of course she was not surprised, Feng Mu and the Venerable Lord...... The peerless innate aura is incompatible, and as soon as we meet, we have to fight for the kind that is incompatible with fire and water.

I don't know why, Ye Miao looked at Ye Wuqing like this, her eyes subconsciously fell on the Soul Cultivator on her right wrist, and suddenly remembered the action of the Lord rubbing the back of her hand very skillfully and affectionately in front of her, as well as the undisguised eyes.

That's a man being possessive of a woman.

Ye Miao stretched out his hand and pressed his eyebrows, "Wuqing, you and the lord...... Isn't it familiar? ”

Ye Wuqing didn't raise his eyelids, staring at the Soul Cultivator on his wrist. I don't know if it's an illusion, but the cool aura of the soul nourishing device that seeped into her body close to her skin gradually dispelled her drowsiness and exhaustion.

"It's familiar."

Ye Wuqing didn't seem to know how much of an uproar his fluttering words would cause in Ye Miao's heart in an instant, and how much shock it would cause in the entire Xuanmen.

Ye Miao wanted to speak and stopped: "You ......" The Venerable Lord has been in charge of the Book of Providence of Heaven since the revelation of the revival of the Xuanmen, guarding the deified existence of the order of the Heavenly Dao. His status is consistent with the coldness of his temperament, like a sculpture without sorrow, joy, desire, and desire, high above the altar. I have never heard of which Heavenly Master he favors and which Heavenly Master he is familiar with. Even the head of the twelve messengers, the two Dharma protectors guarding him were a cold couple.

Ye Wuqing admitted that he was very familiar with him, and then thinking of the eyes of the Venerable Lord looking at Ye Wuqing, it made Ye Miao's heart jump in shock.

Ye Wuqing's voice was much better, and his speech was not so difficult and hoarse, "This is my business, you don't have to worry about it." ”

Ye Miao: "If you are entering the Heavenly Providence Pavilion, there are other ways, there is no need to ...... with him The Lord is not a man you can easily manipulate, don't be deceived by his appearance, he is extremely deep in his heart, and he doesn't know how old he is, he doesn't know how many times older than me, you are a little girl......"

Ye Miao seemed to be an old father who spoke earnestly and persuaded his daughter not to be confused by the wild men outside, and broke his heart. Originally, the fear of the looming existence of the lord in his heart was avoided, and only the feeling of powerlessness to worry about his daughter and him was entangled.

Listening to Ye Miao's bitter words, Ye Wuqing: "......"

"Wuqing, the Lord is not someone you can cling to, even if you really like Su Ranran, it's good ......"

"Ye Miao.".

A voice with warning and displeasure suddenly sounded, interrupting Ye Miao's words.