Wen Yuan lowered his eyes, the bottom of his eyes fluctuated slightly for a while, and finally in that injured gaze, he indifferently spit out two words.

"Swear!"

Wen Qi's face turned pale, his eyes widened in a daze, and his eyes were bloody.

"I said Wen Lao'er......"

"I swear!"

Wen Qi looked at Wen Yuan fixedly, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"I swear to the sky that I will not tell others about the bloodlines of Li Lu and Xin Shao, if a word is leaked to the outside world, heaven and earth will be punished, and the soul will be destroyed, and there will be no reincarnation!"

The moment the sound fell, a faint light condensed from his palm and cut his wrist, and a wisp of blood gushed out, casting a faint light red halo around him, and then slowly submerged into his consciousness and disappeared into nothingness.

Wen Yuan didn't ignore the pain in his eyes, raised his hand hesitantly, froze in mid-air for a moment, and then took it back: "Go back and rest." ”

The corners of Wen Qi's mouth furrowed, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything after all: "Yes." ”

The white back is less rebellious than usual, and it is a little lonely.

Even Mo Ting couldn't bear it when he saw it: "Wen Lao'er, you really have you, force your own son to make a blood oath, for the sake of morality, you don't recognize your six relatives!" ”

Wen Yuan's eyes covered his struggle, and he said coldly: "Dao sacrifice, let alone blood oath, it's not a sacrifice, as long as this kid doesn't break his oath, he will naturally be safe." ”

"You have to go, you are the most selfless in the whole world."

Mo Ting waved his hand, stepped out of Shensi Hall with one foot, looked at the sun above his head, and retracted his foot, "By the way, can Wen Xinzhai's lunch today be my share?" ”

"Baicao Pavilion is out of rice?" Wen Yuan frowned, and his face was full of displeasure.

"Phew! Does Lao Tzu seem to be a man without rice? Mo Ting raised his eyebrows at Wen Yuan's questioning gaze, "Or do you know that Wen Xinzhai's food is cold, and you are afraid of embarrassing people in front of me?" ”

Wen Yuan: "......"

……

On that day, Yu Heng stood in front of the sons of the cultivator families, exposing the accumulated crimes of Kochi Mountain's practice of evil arts, and at the same time informing everyone that the seventy-one bloody cases of the ancient family were committed by Kochi Mountain and had nothing to do with Xin Shao.

It turns out that the little demon girl in the Valley of No Return is not a vicious person!

It turned out that the vision of the top of the Emperor's mountain range came from Takuheng!

Everyone in the cultivation world was shocked, but they learned from the pain, and they all resigned and went back to their respective homes to concentrate on cultivation.

Two years ago, at the age of thirteen, Yu Heng became enlightened and shook the entire cultivation world!

Now that such a treacherous and vast vision has been born, I am afraid that I will take advantage of the victory to pursue and become the first enlightened master in the Xuanyuan Continent in one fell swoop!

For a while, the monastic world was boiling!

Everyone in the world has different opinions, and after tea and dinner, everyone talks about Yuheng with relish.

Meanwhile.

Xin Shao dragged Li Lu directly to the Baizhi Refining Pharmacy in Baicao Pavilion.

Cold springs have a miraculous effect on healing.

In less than half a day, Xin Shao's divine sense injuries had healed.

Li Lu held his breath and concentrated, his luck was adjusted, and he also recovered a lot of vitality.

In the evening, the two lazily returned to the alchemy from the cold spring, and as soon as they opened the door, they saw Bai Xu and Yu Heng coming from afar.

Yu Heng was dressed in white, and her robe was fluttering, as always, like a fairy.

In the Hall of Reflection, the words of the voice are still in my ears.

He said that in order to protect a little girl, he was thoughtful.

Li Lu stared coldly at the white figure, and his little face was suddenly covered with a layer of light frost.

Xin Shao was wrapped in a thick mattress, and his two small hands each pulled a mattress corner, revealing only a small head.

When he saw someone coming, he tilted to the side in surprise: "Prince Yuheng? Why are you here too? ”