Ji Xuan'er's brows became tighter and tighter, because he obviously felt that the temperature of the flame abyss was getting higher and higher, and he was about to be unable to support it, if his soul was burned before Wen Yixian left, then Wen Yixian would also be left in his fantasy and would not be able to go out.

Just when he was anxious and helpless, he saw a huge heat wave in front of the center of the flame of the Yanhuo Abyss, where Wen Yixian was standing, Wen Yixian seemed to have been prepared, and said to Ji Xuan'er with a desolate smile: "I have persisted for so long, just thinking of waiting for you to come and say goodbye to you, since our souls can be used to worship the world, then it is better to use me alone."

After speaking, the heat wave rolled and swept Wen Yixian's whole person away.

"No!" Ji Xuan'er shouted, he knew that this time was probably goodbye.

He didn't want to say goodbye to her, he wanted to come and confess his heart to her.

His shout ended, and the flames of the Flame Abyss slowly subsided, but Wen Yixian also completely disappeared into the Flame Abyss.

Leng Chuhan looked at Ji Xuan'er who fell from the sky, the clothes on his body were burned to tatters, and his face was also gray, if it was in the past, Leng Chuhan would definitely take the opportunity to sour him, but now, he was not in the mood at all, just looked at him, quietly waiting for him to say something.

"What about her?" Leng Chuhan asked Ji Xuan's ear.

"She's gone." Ji Xuan'er lowered his head and replied weakly.

"What do you mean she's gone?" Leng Chuhan shook Ji Xuan'er's shoulders and asked him angrily, "Didn't you say that you would go and save her?" I'm sure you'll let her go just back! And now you say she's gone! Where did she go? ”

Ji Xuan'er's face was full of numbness, his brain couldn't think yet, at this moment, he really hoped that the illusion he saw of Wen Yixian was real, he hoped that he was her son, and hoped that it could still be in the first place, when she always quietly admired him.

Seeing that Ji Xuan'er didn't answer, Leng Chuhan continued to shake his shoulder and asked, "You speak!" ”

At this time, Yunqi sent away Second Uncle Sang and rushed back, seeing that someone was bullying his senior brother, without saying a word, he drew his sword and rushed up, pointing at Leng Chuhan and said, "Young Master Leng, please let go of my senior brother!" Otherwise, I'm not going to be kind to you! ”

Leng Chuhan was in a rage at the moment, his bloodshot eyes glared at Yun Qi, and with a fan in his hand, a burst of powerful spiritual power swept towards Yun Qi, forcing Yun Qi to retreat several steps away.

Ji Xuan'er came back to her senses at this time, standing in front of Yun Qi, her eyes were full of warnings, she looked at Leng Chuhan and said: "You are angry with me, don't hurt my junior brother, I didn't save her." ”

Leng Chuhan listened, his heart was even more angry, and the folding fan in his hand swept again, and a powerful aura rushed towards Ji Xuan'er, Ji Xuan'er turned to one side and flashed away.

Leng Chuhan looked at Ji Xuan'er, his eyes were full of gloom: "She likes you so much, she should want you to accompany her, just let me send you to accompany her." ”

After speaking, he suddenly took off the thunder bead that had been hidden under the hem of his clothes from his waist, and the thunder bead emitted a burst of lightning and thunder in his hand, and the huge light went straight to Ji Xuan'er, and the light was several meters away from Ji Xuan'er, which made him feel the pressure of breathlessness.

Ji Xuan's ears were taken aback: "Thunder beads? I have long doubted your identity, I didn't expect you to be the Demon King, you were able to escape the ancient prohibition, out of the Wild Ice Plain, as a disciple of the Wuji Palace, I will never allow the Demon King to wander in the world. ”

As he spoke, the sword was already unsheathed, the tip of the sword touched the huge light, circled, and threw the huge light back towards Leng Chuhan.

Leng Chuhan quickly dodged back, and the thunder bead in his hand rushed out, resisting in front of him, generating a huge halo of light, and all the huge light that was thrown back was taken back.

Suddenly, he put his hands together and stood still, and the thunder bead hovered above his head for a while, and the purple light became more and more intense, and a beam of light came out from above his head, gathering towards the thunder bead.

When Yun Qi saw it, he was shocked and shouted, "Senior brother, be careful! He's asking for the unity of human beads! ”

As a proof of the identity of the Demon King, the disciples of Wuji Palace all recognize it, and they also know its power, and they also know that once this Thunder Bead is combined with the soul of the Demon King, it is extremely powerful, and even the masters of Wuji Palace are not its opponents when they join forces, only the ancient gods can fight against it.

As soon as Yun Qi's words were finished, the Thunder Bead had already merged with Leng Chuhan's Divine Sense, and then, the Thunder Bead swelled into a huge sphere of light, smashing towards Ji Xuan'er, so fast that Ji Xuan'er didn't have time to blink.

He clearly felt that this power was not something he could resist, and a depressed thought suddenly appeared in his heart: "Don't resist, it's better to close your eyes like this, maybe as he said, Yixian likes him so much, he should follow." ”

However, at the moment when he closed his eyes and waited for death, a low flute sound came from above his head, and he suddenly opened his eyes, it was the flute sound of Yixian, he thought she was back, but he only saw a turquoise flute rushing towards him, flying to the middle of the ball of light, and hitting it with a "ding".

Then, the ball of light shrank rapidly, and Leng Chuhan's soul returned to his body, and the thunder bead returned to its normal bead-sized shape.

The flute stopped in front of Leng Chuhan's eyes, and a melodious tune floated out, Leng Chuhan and Ji Xuan's ears were stunned, this tune was not sad at all, sometimes calm and sometimes joyful, as if recalling the past and telling the bits and pieces worth cherishing.

When the tune ended, Leng Chuhan's whole person calmed down, looked at the flute and said, "Okay, even if you don't want to hurt him, I promise you that you won't be embarrassed by Wuji Palace within a hundred years." As he spoke, he reached out to pick up the flute, which seemed to be able to sense everything, and before Leng Chuhan's hand could touch it, it turned around and rushed towards Ji Xuan'er, and then fell in his hand.

Leng Chuhan's eyes swelled with sadness, and he said to himself: "You really still miss him." As soon as the words fell, his figure had disappeared. Only a deep aftermath was heard in the air: "In a hundred years, I will make the whole world pay for your death." ”

Ji Xuan'er held the flute, rubbed the warm flute body, and a tear fell on the crystal jade flute: "Thank you for saving me." ”