Hua Yan's spiritual art can see things in the air, but the price is too great, and she has never used it.

Now, she wanted to know who was harming Su Zi in the air, and he was still using such a vicious witch spell. As far as she knew, in addition to the people of the Yun Clan, there were also the southern Xinjiang royal family who knew the art of witchcraft.

However, the Yun clan inherits with spiritual power, carries the spirit of all things, and never disdains to use the magic of yin and poison, and in southern Xinjiang, raising Gu poison, is good at using the art of witchcraft, and the art of witchcraft is also involved, but it is rarely spread in the world.

Such a vicious witchcraft of sacrificing human blood is still the only thing in two lifetimes.

While tracking, she secretly thought, fortunately, Su Zi Chop hugged Yun Chen, Yun Chen is a natural dragon son Feng Sun, is an extremely hard and expensive life, plus he has spiritual power to protect his body, and at the same time attracted the original spiritual power left by the ancestors in the tablet, so he protected Su Zi Chop, otherwise, when the person who cast the witch spell just cast a spell on Su Zi Chop, Su Zi Chop would have died.

The blood sacrifice of the living, the heaven and the earth, the killing of the Quartet, how powerful.

Who wants Su Zi to die immediately?

Hua Yan had a vague guess in her heart, but until the moment she saw it with her own eyes, it was difficult for her to make a conclusion.

The Yun Clan's spiritual arts, the high witch spell technique is more than one class, so, Hua Yan shot, the spell spell instantly collapsed, she followed the spell to track down the spell casting field, what came into her eyes was a rooftop dojo sacrifice rooftop. The person tied up on the stage is Ye Xiangming, the princess of Southern Xinjiang, and the person who casts spells off the stage is the king of Southern Xinjiang. And the person standing on the altar on the side is Su Zizhen.

It was Su Zi who folded Ye Xiangming's blood sacrifice, and the dagger was inserted into her heart, and the king of Nanjiang did not hesitate to kill his own daughter for the blood sacrifice, and helped Su Zi to kill Su Zi.

A monstrous anger rose in Hua Yan's heart, and instantly hit the king of Nanjiang with his spiritual power in the air, and then turned his spiritual power into a sharp blade, and used qi as a sword in the air, aiming at Su Zizhen's eyebrows.

When the king of Nanjiang was proud, his complexion suddenly changed greatly, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", and fell to the ground in an instant, while Ye Xiangming, dying glance at the sky, smiled mockingly at the king of Nanjiang and Su Zi, and closed his eyes.

Su Zizhi looked at the sword that suddenly flew towards him from the sky, and suddenly showed ecstasy on his face, not dodging or dodging, waiting for this sword to come to him again.

Someone shouted, "Be careful, eldest son!" ”

Someone shouted, "Commander, be careful! ”

Someone rushed forward to block the sword for him, but Su Zi waved it away with one hand, "Get out of me!" ”

Su Zizhi shouted at the sky, "Huayan? That's me, you killed me! ”

Hua Yan's face was cold, and the sword in the air was pointed directly at his eyebrows, without hesitation, without mercy, she was going to kill him today.

Su Ziqi woke up from a brief coma, suddenly sensed something, raised his hand to hold Hua Yan's hand, and said weakly, "You can't kill him." ”

Hua Yan paused, and the sword stopped an inch from the center of Su Zi's eyebrows.

Su Ziqi said toughly, "Saving people with spiritual skills can help the common people, and you will be blessed by God, and if you kill people with spiritual power, you will be punished by heaven." If Su Zizhi did it to me, his goal was not only to kill me, but he probably already knew that you were trying to save me, he wanted to drag you to die together, don't fall for him. ”

"He must have learned that Yan Junshi had been killed by Yun Rang, and the army led by An Shuli and Mei Shuyu had rushed to Guanling Mountain, his defeat was decided, and he was no longer Yun Chi's opponent no matter what, so he came up with this method, kill me, and at the same time let you kill him in anger, you will be punished by heaven, and you will die with us, and if you die, Yun Chi can still live? and shall die. That's what he wants, don't be calculated by him......"

"Good, Huayan, you are obedient, just hand him over to Yun Chi to clean up, don't dirty your hands...... If you are punished by heaven because of this, he will be satisfied, you think about Yunchi, think about Yunchen......"

Hua Yan closed her eyes, opened them again, and slowly withdrew the sword that was pointed in front of Su Zizhi, because of this action, she still couldn't stand it, her heart and lungs were torn, and she turned her head and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Yunchen cried "wow" again.

The child's cry was earth-shattering, but it gradually cried back to Huayan's senses.

Hua Yan breathed a sigh of relief, gritted her teeth and said, "Yun Chi will definitely kill Su Zizhi, what is a person like him doing alive?" Death is too good for him. If he lives, heaven will not tolerate it. ”

Su Zi saw that Hua Yan stopped his hand, breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were dark, his body was weak, and he fell on the bed.

Hua Yan's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly helped him to lie down, endured the pain of cramping and peeling his skin, and reached out to check his pulse tremblingly.

The trace of vitality in Su Zi's heart could no longer be brought out at this time.

Hua Yan's eyes turned red for a moment, and she quickly turned around and picked up Yunchen, put him in Su Ziqi's arms, and said in a trembling voice, "Su Ziqi, you must not die, if you die......"

"If You Die......

What if you die? Hua Yan felt a heart-rending pain for a while, and she couldn't say it.

What can she do?

I can't follow him, I can't avenge him, and I can't let him die.

The only thing she could do seemed to be to build a tomb for him, erect a stone tablet, and write the words "Su Zi Chop".

She slid down the warm jade bed in a dejected manner, her face full of desolation.

Yunchen looked at her mother, as if she was infected by her mother, and her crying became louder and louder.

At this moment, a white shadow rushed in from outside and jumped into Hua Yan's arms at once.

Hua Yan looked down and saw that it was the little white fox, the spirit pet of the Yun Clan, and she asked in a dumb voice, "Little thing, where did you go to play?" ”

The little white fox whined twice, rubbed Hua Yan with the fox's head, and then jumped from her arms to the warm jade bed, looked at Su Zi for a while with a pair of black eyes, stretched out his paws, and handed it to Hua Yan.

Hua Yan understood, "You mean, use your blood to save him?" ”

The little white fox nodded.

Hua Yan said with red eyes, "His heart is exhausted, and he has no life, in your blood......" She didn't dare to think about it anymore, and she didn't dare to say it again.

The blood of the spirit fox can save people, but if you save Su Ziqi at this time, do you need to take its life?

The little fox whined twice, grabbed Huayan's hand with his paws, and signaled her to hurry.

Hua Yan knew that the little fox liked Su Zi Chop, but she never thought that at such a time, it suddenly appeared, did she sense it? Or is it a coincidence? She was not in the mood to explore at this time, and in the face of the little fox who was persistently stretching out its paws to let her cut the wound, she reached out and slashed at its paws, and suddenly made a cut.

The little fox grinned and twisted the fox's head, as if he didn't dare to look at his claws, but he accurately aimed the bleeding wound at the claws at Su Zi's mouth.

Since the day the Yun clan was established, the spirit pet has always existed in the world, and the blood of the spirit fox is even more precious, and the descendants of each generation of the Yun clan will not easily use the blood of the cloud spirit to save themselves or others.

Now the little fox is voluntary, but Huayan can't help crying when she looks at its little body.

The Yun clan has been inherited for thousands of years, doing countless good deeds, God but mercy, please keep the cloud spirit, with it, the inheritance of the Yun clan will be there, it represents the continuation and protection of the Yun clan, the belief of each generation of the Yun people.

Yun Chen stopped crying the moment the little fox appeared, looked at Yun Ling with dark eyes, and after looking at it for a while, he suddenly stretched out his little hand to pull its tail.

The little fox immediately wanted to jump up, but because he was saving Su Ziqi, he didn't dare to move, turned his face, and looked at the little hand that grabbed its tail, white and tender, a child's hand.

It hates being dragged by its tail the most, how long has it been since no one dared to pull its tail? It followed the little tender hand to see Yunchen's pink carved little face, stared at it for a while, and bared its teeth at it, revealing a fierce look.

Yunchen suddenly giggled, and was not afraid of it, stretched out his other hand, and dragged the little fox's tail to him, and then held the little fox's tail and played, twisting it into a twist for a while, and kneading it into a circle for a while.

The little fox wanted to have a seizure, but it seemed to know who Yunchen was, and it couldn't have a seizure, so it turned its head aggrievedly and complained to Hua Yan, whining, meaning to say, you still care about your son?

Hua Yan raised her hand, wiped her face with her sleeve, wiped away the tears on her face, looking at Yun Ling and Yun Chen like this, her full of discomfort suddenly faded gradually, and she wanted to laugh, she thought, maybe she was too pessimistic, too scared, Huaiyu died in front of her in her last life, so that she still can't let go of this life, so she is afraid that no matter how to save Su Zi, he can't keep it, she should believe in the little fox, the Yun clan has been in turmoil from generation to generation, and it is not without turbulence when the mountains and rivers are turbulent, Yun Ling has always lived well, and this time, it will not die.

Looking at its appearance of being angry and fierce with Yunchen and not having a helpless seizure, it is so vivid, it shouldn't die, right?

She gradually came back to her senses, thinking that if Yun Ling's blood vessels were used, then her blood should also work, in the past, she had drunk Yun Ling's blood, although it was a long time ago.

So, when the little fox was about to lose her footing, she reached out and pulled it away, made a cut on her finger with a dagger, and stuffed the bleeding finger into Su Zi's mouth.

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The long-awaited finale of "Huayance", this is the sixth watch~