Murong Jiu wouldn't know at this moment, because Ximenhai's natural action to protect his daughter had killed his daughter's life!

If it weren't for Ximen Hai sending people to secretly protect him, then Murong Jiu would not have let Ximen Jiaxue, who had no strength at all, leave the mountains alone.

But...... The things of the world often respond to a sentence - no coincidence is not a book.

After Ximen Jiaxue left the mountain, she walked aimlessly, and the tears on her face never disappeared.

And when the night came, she had walked a few mountains unconsciously, and she was afraid that the blisters were grinding under her feet, but she still walked forward without feeling, as if she was going to grow old like this.

After the Xuanshi of Ximen Mansion, who had been following behind her, looked at each other, she finally couldn't help but appear, knelt in front of her and prayed: "Please return to Lingnan City for the third young lady!" Otherwise, the sect master would be worried. ”

Ximen Jiaxue's expression was originally blank, but when she heard the words 'the sect master will be worried', her expression finally moved slightly.

She looked at the several mysteries kneeling in front of her, the corners of her lips pulled out an extremely ugly smile, her voice was hoarse, and she said lightly: "Okay, go back!" ”

Several Xuanzhi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly found some things such as trees and vines, made a stretcher, and then carried Ximen Jiaxue in the stretcher, and flew back to the direction of Lingnan City by several people.

They are not like Murong Jiu, who can hold Ximen Jiaxue's shoulders and take her to fly, after all, they are subordinates, and Ximen Jiaxue is the master.

So, they can only use this compromise method.

Who made this place deserted and without a palanquin?

Although these mystics in Ximen Mansion are also extraordinary, they are not as good as Murong Jiu and other top masters after all, carrying the big burden of stretcher, they can only stop and go all the way to Lingnan City.

Half a day later, the group arrived at the foot of the mountain 100 miles away from the snow-capped mountains.

It is estimated that it will take at least two or three hours to return to Lingnan City.

And at this time, the night sky, which was not yet dawning, suddenly shot out a demonic red light from the direction of the snow-capped mountain, soaring into the sky!

Ximen Jiaxue Benmu Ran, who was lying on the stretcher, opened her eyes and looked at the night sky, but at this moment, when she saw the vision of the night sky, she couldn't help but sit up immediately, and pointed to the sky in a lost voice: "What is that?" ”

The mysteries of Ximen Mansion all followed the direction she pointed and looked up at the night sky, and everyone was surprised at this sight.

What an eerie glow!

And, what are the signs of such prosperity?

At this moment, the red and brilliant light suddenly moved closer to this side, and the mysteries suddenly seemed to be facing a great enemy, and hurriedly formed a protective circle in front of Ximen Jiaxue, and they all drew their swords and looked at the red light vigilantly.

The red light flew around in the night sky, and after tossing for a while, it suddenly swooped down slowly towards Ximen Jiaxue and a group of people.

It's not fast, it's a bit fumbled.

The nerves of the mystics were tense to the extreme, and when it approached, they all suddenly shouted, and the sword pointed at it, and the mystic qi burst out.

The red light suddenly stopped, but soon the speed increased, and with a 'whoosh', it broke through the battle circle of the mystical people and sank into Ximen Jiaxue's head!

"Ahh Ximen Jiaxue was like being hit hard, and after a scream, she covered her hot eyebrows.

That thing, that thing...... It's in her head!

Ximen Jiaxue was terrified in her heart, and she didn't understand what it was.

Just as she was trembling with fear, and the mystical beings next to her were also looking at her and didn't know what to do, a cold voice came from her head: "Would you like to be my host?" ”