Chapter 171: Yueyun is dead
Bei Kuotian shot again, and it was Bei Yiji who stopped him.
"Trace, get out of the way."
Bei Kuotian didn't get out of the way as he spoke, and the fast and weird figure rushed towards Wei Xiaoyu, who had already gone up the ladder.
The fatal palm was not far from her.
She sensed the danger, but she didn't look back, her back was warm, and she only heard a muffled grunt, she had been taken out of the wall.
"Scarlets."
The power of that palm, the hand of Beikuo Tian, has a number in his heart, and he hit his only son, and he was also frightened in his heart, but fortunately, he finally collected a little strength.
"How? You okay? β
Bei Yichen's face was a little pale, and she still smiled familiarly, "It's okay, let's go quickly." β
Before she walked out of the Xuanli door, the Ten Evils had already arrived in front of her.
Qinggong and internal strength are all first-class masters, which she has cultivated since she was a child.
"Master."
A master, calm and deep voice.
The only person who will call her master here is Shisha, and she is also the backing of her without scruples.
"Help me check the wind without tears, where are they?"
Two of them got up and flew away.
There was a lot of vicious movement behind him, Wei Xiaoyu looked back and glanced at her coldly, Bei Kuo naΓ―ve didn't plan to let her go, and the group of people who came out were not weak in martial arts.
"Leave two people to break off, and the others will follow me."
The well-trained Ten Evils, without questioning, calmly and well-trained.
Looking at Bei Yijian's pale face again, Wei Xiaoyu said worriedly, "Baby, do you want to go with me too?" β
"Well, together."
"But your injuries?"
"It's okay, my dad took the palm power, and it wasn't too heavy."
There will be no time to be pretentious to her, and seeing that Bei Yijian's breath is not chaotic, she is relieved to let him follow.
When the two of them came back, they brought the news that the wind had no tears.
"Master, the wind has no tears, they are surrounded by the Ethereal Sect and the people of the Wanhua Palace."
Ethereal faction, Yun Ran, no, it's not him, it's Yun Yan, it seems that she was really too merciful at the beginning, and she suffered a disaster.
"Tell Su Yi, bring all the explosives, and go to the cliff to meet me immediately."
Bei Yichen followed her quietly, and at this moment he really believed that Wei Xiaoyu was not only seventeen years old at all, but the calmness of the years in his eyes was precipitated by the years.
"Rumors, I have already informed everyone in the Absolute Intention Building, and I will definitely be able to rescue them."
The comfort at the moment was a little too weak, and Wei Xiaoyu couldn't respond to him with a smile.
The two followed the ten evils, and soon came to the cliff, the steep cliff peak, there is almost five meters in the middle of the disconnection, the name of the cliff comes from this, here is known as the most suitable place for martial arts, life and death not only from the opponent, but also from the terrain, the bottom is the cliff, no matter how high the internal force is, no matter how good the light skill is, there will be no survival if it falls.
The situation at the scene was not very optimistic, Wei Xiaoyu saw Feng Wutear and Wan Ge from a distance, standing on the edge of the cliff with a body of blood, and the next step was the abyss.
Wan Ge was the first to see Wei Xiaoyu, he pushed Feng Wu Tear in dismay, and Feng Wu Tear also looked over, and his face changed greatly.
"Rumors? Are your injuries healed? β
There were many killers between the two, and the voice of Feng Wuxian was weak.
"What injury?" She suddenly realized, "Yun'er is injured?" β
Two Wei Xiao rumors, Feng Wu Tears didn't have to think about it, they already knew the answer, a tear fell instantly, and they all said that the man had tears and didn't flick, he looked at Wei Xiao Rumor silently, "Rumor, they are over there, you go quickly." β
The heart is panicked, the whole person is empty, the wind cries without tears, the moon clouds
She didn't dare to think about it, leaving the Ten Evil Gang without tears, she hurriedly walked towards Yueyun, and her feet were mixed many times, if it weren't for Bei Yijian's support, she probably wouldn't have been able to walk to that cave.
The smell of blood was strong, and her mood was generally heavy.
The entrance to the cave was a slight choking of men.
Wei Xiaoyu covered her mouth and walked in sluggishly.
Lai Feng was crying, holding a woman dressed the same as her in her arms, her face was the same, that dress, she had made a temporary move today, the two of them were wearing sister clothes, the mask of disguise, she had asked Yueyun to stay by her side since she was a child, in case of emergency.
But the face that was the same as hers, why was she not angry at all, why was her eyes closed.
Lai Feng saw her, he was not surprised by the same face, his complexion was not good, half of his face was full of blood, I don't know if it was his or the enemy's, tears mixed with blood along his face, dripping on Yueyun's shoulder.
Wei Xiaoyu couldn't shed a single tear, and looked at the identical face in a daze.
She didn't know what she was going to do, and she didn't know what to say, so she squatted down and grabbed the already cold hand, and it took a long time for her to pull out a smile that was more ugly than crying.
"Yun'er, I'm here to pick you up."
The owner of the hand did not respond at all.
"Yun'er, are you talking?" Her voice was calm.
Lai Feng cried even louder, "Wei Xiaoyu, she can't go back." β
"How so? Yun'er, aren't you cold, look at you, you wear so little, I knew I wouldn't let you wear this today, I feel cold. She smiled, in her usual playful tone, and slowly took off her coat.
She moved very slowly, and Bei Yichen looked at her distressedly, the slight trembling of her fingers, and the stiff movements.
Bei Yichen squatted down and hugged her, "Rumors, don't be like this, Yun'er, she will be sad." β
Wei Xiaoyu paused, turned her head to look at him sluggishly, and her eyes were filled with some expectations, "Will she be sad?" Will you cry like you used to? β
Bei Yichen pursed his lips and hugged her tightly, not knowing what to say.
Lai Feng seemed to have maintained this action for a long time, stiffly and slowly flattening Yueyun, holding the sword beside him, facing Bei Yijian.
"Bei Yijian, Yun'er was killed by Fengqing, you say, shouldn't you taste the mother's debt?"
Wei Xiaoyu slammed Bei Yichen away and looked at him with wide eyes.
Bei Yi Jin was also sluggish: "What did you say?" β
Lai Feng shouted hysterically, "Your mother caught Mengluo and threatened Wei Xiaoyu to kill Mengluo if she didn't go, Mengluo didn't die, but Yun'er died, it was your mother, Fengqing, that cheap woman." β
Wei Xiaoyu didn't hear it at all, she only felt that the whole world had collapsed, her dull eyes didn't know when tears fell, she couldn't feel that she was still alive, she couldn't feel where she was.
The silent girl on the ground, she hugged her in her arms, and gently helped her tear off the mask on her face, revealing a baby face that belonged to the girl.
The childish baby face no longer has a bit of blush.
"Yun'er, my Yun'er." She muttered in a low voice, not crying or making trouble, "Yun'er, let's go home, let's go back to Xiaoyao Island and never come out again, okay?" Get up, let's go home."
Speaking of the back, she couldn't even find her own voice, and she opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn't hear a single timbre.
Bei Yijian's eyes were red, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." β
He could only apologize over and over again, but he didn't know why.