The tired spirit made Yun Zimu not have such a good vigilance. When she was lazy and embraced, she was startled and felt someone appear.

Vigilance weakened, but at this moment of crisis, Yun Zimu's reaction was not much slower.

As soon as his waist was hugged, Yun Zimu's hand already had a silver glow flashing, stabbing at the neck of the person who came in an instant.

"Mu'er, it's me!"

A slightly hoarse low voice sounded, and Yun Zimu's raised wrist was grabbed.

"Chi Huang!" Yun Zimu raised her head and looked at Chi Huang who suddenly appeared in surprise.

The crisis was lifted, Yun Zimu also relaxed, she forgot to push Chi Huang away, directly leaned on Chi Huang's broad chest, and asked weakly, "Why are you here?" ”

"You haven't been to me for two days, so I miss you, so naturally I have to come by myself." Chi Huang's voice was soft.

Looking at her tired and weak appearance at the moment, she continued: "Okay, you should talk less now, hurry up and rest, your body is about to collapse if you hold it any longer." ”

"No, I ......" Yun Zimu shook his head when he heard this.

Just when she wanted to say that Yun Mu Lin was not well, Chi Huang had already interrupted her words, glanced at Yun Mu Lin, and said, "You are worried about your father, don't worry, I will leave the matter of replenishing his energy next." ”

Although he didn't know how to heal, Chi Huang could still feel that Yun Mulin didn't have much of a big deal at this time, but his body was too prostration and lacked some energy.

Chi Huang's voice fell, and without waiting for Yun Zimu to answer, he couldn't help but press her and sit on the bed, and helped Yun Mulin up and sat down side by side with Yun Zimu.

Then, Chi Huang supported the two backs with both hands, and the thick and pure energy in his body began to slowly flow into the two of them.

The gentle energy slowly enters the body like a stream of water, and the tense nerves are relaxed, and the tired body is soothed, which is really comfortable.

Chi Huang had already started to do it, and Yun Zimu didn't say anything more.

She slowly closed her eyes, sat cross-legged on the bed and began to rest, recovering her mental and physical exertion.

……

Time passed quietly in the dark, and when Yun Zimu opened her eyes again, she didn't know how much time had passed.

Looking at Chi Huang's hand that was still transmitting energy, she sighed in her heart, she should not rest for too long this time.

"Why did you wake up so quickly, you only rested for ten minutes, and then you will rest, here I am." Seeing Yun Zimu wake up, Chi Huang's concerned voice sounded.

Hearing this, Yun Zimu shook his head lightly and said, "No, Uncle Wu hasn't come in for so long, there must be something wrong outside, I have to go out and have a look." ”

"No, you ......"

"Don't worry, I've regained some strength after these ten minutes of deep sleep, and I'll be fine, besides, I'm just going out to see, not going to fight."

Yun Zimu interrupted Chi Huang's words, now at this critical moment, she can't rest assured.

Chi Huang listened to Yun Zimu's words, looked at the persistence on her face, and knew that he couldn't persuade Yun Zimu anymore, so he was silent for a while and said, "Then you wait, I'll give your father some more energy and go out with you." ”

"No need, I'll just go." Yun Zimu shook his head and refused.

With that, he got out of bed and went outside.

Chi Huang looked at it and didn't say anything more, but the speed at which he channeled spiritual energy to Yun Mulin was much faster.

Under the pale face, Yun Zimu's body was still very weak, but after resting for a while, he was much better, at least he would not sway from side to side when he walked.

Following the bamboo path of Zhuyun Pavilion, Yun Zimu walked out.

Halfway through, there was a cacophony in her ears.

Moving on, the noise grew louder and louder, accompanied by the sound of fighting, screaming, and roaring......

Hearing these voices, Yun Zimu's pace was quickening, and she knew that there must be a fight outside.

This situation was expected by her. After all, in this situation, how could Lan Qing, who was bent on seizing the Yun family's property, let go of such a good opportunity!

Something to be expected happened.

However, when Yun Zimu walked to the door of the hall, the situation that appeared in front of her was still beyond her expectations.

She thought that there would be a fight outside, but she didn't expect that this fight would be so fierce.

Bright red blood broke all over the earth, stumps, corpses, screams, and screams, what appeared in front of Yun Zimu's eyes was a hellish scene.

This is a melee of dozens of spiritual cultivators, cultivating to the lowest spiritual master and the highest spiritual master.

Many people present, Yun Zimu was very familiar.

She knew that the vast majority of these scufflers were Yunfu guards and guards.

These people who were supposed to be a family are killing each other at the moment.

Attack, defend!

The crowd of people who were fighting was divided into two factions, one of which was the ambitious wealth grabber led by Lan Qing, and the other was the loyal guardian guarded by Wei Ya and Wu Tie.

The fighting between the two sides has been going on for an unknown amount of time.

When Yun Zimu arrived here, in addition to seeing the blood all over the ground and the corpses, the rest were the two sides who had already killed the red eyes.

This is a battle that should not happen, but it is also an inevitable war.

As more and more fell, there was no breath.

This battle for interests has turned into killing and cruelty, undying hatred.

One of the most distinctive people is Wei Ya.

At this moment, he stood at the entrance of the hall like a killing god.

In front of him, a large crowd gathered to besiege him, bombarding him.

These people, although their cultivation is not as high as Wei Ya, there are many of them, and many of them are at the same level as him.

In the face of such an opponent, Wei Li was not afraid.

His cold complexion did not change except for the increasing killing intent.

As a husband, Wei Li guarded the door like this.

If he doesn't take the initiative to attack, but whenever someone wants to break into the hall, Wei Li will strike with lightning and let someone fall under his blood-stained sharp sword.

The battle guarded like this, how long Wei Ya lasted Yun Zimu didn't know.

But his entire shirt, which had been soaked in blood, let Yun Zimu know that in order to protect this door, there must be many people who have become the souls of his sword.

Bright red clothes, blood-dripping long swords, swaying body, I don't know how long I fought, Wei Li, who killed many people, was already covered with scars at this time.

But he still didn't fall, although his body looked swaying and unstable, the long sword that pointed diagonally at the ground, and the strong killing intent exuded from his body, made people dare not step forward easily.

So many people died, and these people who came to attack were already afraid, they were afraid.

Although Wei Li looked like he had reached the limit, under the impact again and again, and death again and again, no one who stood in front of Wei Ya dared to go up and try it anymore.

Wei Li is frequently on the limit, and Wu Tie, who is defending against the enemy outside, is also under constant siege at this moment, and he is about to be unable to hold on.

As for the guards who stood on Wu Tie and Wei Li's side, they were already dead at this moment, I don't know how many.

But this battle, fought so far, there is no way out.

The defending side cannot retreat, and the attacking side cannot retreat.

And the battle that has been going on until now, the two sides that were originally deadlocked have finally begun to tilt.

The scale of victory is falling towards Lan Qing's ambitious people.

It's not that Wei Li and they are not strong enough, it's just that the other party has too many people. Forcefully consumed them to the point where they were about to be unable to hold on.

There was only one last step left, as long as Wei Ya was killed, then they could enter the hall and rush to Zhuyun Pavilion.

This made Lan Qing and the others, who had been waiting for a long time, have excitement written on their faces.

When he saw that the people on his side were shocked by Wei Ya's momentum, Lan Qing directly shouted loudly: "Chong, give me a desperate rush, if anyone kills Wei Ya, I will reward 10,000 purple gold." ”

Under the heavy reward, there will be brave men! What a true wise saying.

Originally, those who were already afraid and didn't dare to step forward were stunned by the 10,000 purple gold bounty in an instant when Lan Qing's words fell.

"Rush!"

Someone shouted, turning into a ray of light and rushing towards Wei Ya, who was no longer dead.

"Chong, kill him, he can't do it anymore."

Someone rushed up, and when the person behind saw it, they also raised their knives and began to rush.

One by one, they are scrambling, where is there still the slightest fear just now.

Wei Li, who was covered in blood, stood at the door of the hall, looking at the group of people who had lost their minds and charged at him, without the slightest fear on his cold face.

Yes, it's just that strong killing intent.

At this point, the four companions who had been guarding the door with him had all fallen.

The companions who fought side by side have all fallen, how can Wei Ya survive? How can you hold back?

He doesn't want to be his current self and can avenge his companions, he just wants to be able to kill one more person and delay even a second more at this last moment.

Perhaps, Yun Zimu's treatment will be completed.

In that way, his promise, his mission, can be regarded as a successful accomplishment.

Thinking about it, Wei Li's cold face leaked a cruel and evil smile.

Speechless...... When the first enemy rushed up, his swaying body turned into an afterimage in an instant.

A blue-red light flashed, accompanied by a flickering of cold light, and a terrible scream sounded: "Ahh

The first enemy, fell.

"Huh!"

A sword slashed through, bringing up a field of blood arrows that spewed wantonly.

The second enemy became the ghost of his sword.

Immediately after that, it's the third!

With his last strength, Wei Li killed three people again and guarded the door of this hall for dozens of seconds.

Then, when a sharp sword was inserted into his shoulder, Wei Li finally couldn't hold on.

The sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Then, he saw another sharp sword, stabbing at his heart.

Wei Li couldn't dodge this sword, and his last strength had been used up when he killed the third person.