There was a 'thud', the sound of me falling to the ground, and a faint puff of smoke and dust was raised, and then it was engulfed in the billowing yellow mist.

Hold on to my poor life, because I fell, and was thrown out, rolled twice in a daze, and then fell with me.

In the blur, I saw him roll over and stand up, and seemed to run to me crying, but I could no longer hear me that I was tempted to say a word to him, but with all my strength, the word could only be tossed and turned in my throat, and could no longer be spoken.

'Whew', I didn't think breathing was such a beautiful thing until now, I turned my head and looked at the sky blankly, but my breathing was already strained.

If it is the fate of pity to live today, then I have tried my best to force it, fate is my own choice, as for my own life, I made my own life!

The soul shattered and opened the largest wound, and from that biggest wound, the soul was almost instantly covered with cracked lines.

My body began to lose temperature, and the only warm feeling came from my nosebleeds.

I can feel less and less about reality, and this experience is not new to me, I have already experienced it once.

And when did I not put myself on the brink of life and death? Just because I am not a big man, the amazing Nie Yan is going to move forward against his fate, and Ye Zhengling, who has no ability.

At this time, the ape-like monster finally rushed in front of me.

A simple movement, that big foot raised high.

In my blurred eyes, I looked at the soles of the bright red feet, and my brain seemed to be restored to the clarity of an instant—Zhu Yan, I silently read it in my heart.

I actually saw the legendary demon here again, people only know that when it appears, it will bring war, but what they don't know is that this demon is full of anger, aggressive and easy to go crazy, and it is very dangerous.

My fingers moved slightly, not trying to resist anything?

But at this time, I still want to stand up and collect the monster in front of me! But how could I possibly do it?

I was tired, I closed my eyes tiredly, this heavy foot fell, I don't need to guess what the consequences are, my soul that has been broken to the extreme, will be completely broken because of the shock of this kick, and then turn into pieces and disappear into the air.

With the violent nature of 'Zhu Yan', or my corpse, or my remnant soul, it will also be 'abused' by it until it vents.

But at this time, there was a shock in my chest, and a body suddenly pounced on me.

The feeling of emaciation, not pity, who could it be?

My heart tightened, don't look at this Zhu Yan is just the state of the soul, but after all, this is the legendary fierce demon, it is the real top demon, and it can easily step on a person's soul with this casual kick.

Pity is so weak? How to resist it?

"Go away, you are not allowed to move the superior." The wind blew coldly, mixed with an unknown howl, but it did not hide the firm voice of the poor life.

I couldn't hear anything before, I don't know why, but now I can hear it clearly? Isn't it a return to the light?

I struggled to open my eyes, but what about them? But after all, I can't just let the mercy die in front of me like this, my already calm and peaceful heart actually gave birth to a trace of anxiety, desperately trying to open my eyes.

But the weight on my eyelids was like a thousand pounds, and I used almost all my strength, but I couldn't open my eyes.

At this time, my originally weakened heartbeat beat violently again This feeling of waiting for Zhu Yan's last kick to ruin miè mercy, and then ruin miè me, turned out to be so uncomfortable.

Like a condemned prisoner awaiting execution.

Ticking, ticking time at this time is extraordinarily distinct, but also extraordinarily difficult. What is surprising is that the heavy kick I was waiting for did not fall for a long time.

I can't tell the time clearly after 5 seconds and 10 seconds, but I feel like it's been half a minute.

This little time is enough for Zhu Yan to drop dozens of feet, why?

Finally, at this time, I finally opened my eyes with great effort and weight.

In the midst of a blur, first a dim yellow, then a thin back, half-lying beside me, now with his arms outstretched in front of me.

My throat choked a little, and although it was clear cause and effect, it was as heavy as a thousand pounds of emotion flowing in my heart.

Everything in the world can be calculated as cause and effect, but the feelings in between are incalculable.

At this time, there seemed to be an unusually great power in the sympathy, and I could feel this power and aura just lying behind him in a daze.

But what is it? I couldn't tell the difference, but I looked up, and when I looked at the fierce and violent Zhu Yan, there was a struggling light in his eyes, and the kick couldn't fall for a long time.

It's almost an unsolvable stalemate!

"Huh?" The sound of horses' hooves came not far away, and Ren Xiaoji's surprised voice From the appearance of this Zhu Yan, the white lord seemed to have become silent.

At this time, I seem to know one thing, that is, this Zhu Yan has an inexplicable connection with Ren Xiaoji, Ren Xiaoji is here to investigate the situation, but I don't understand, what kind of weird situation is this? Seems to be in a different form from all the monsters I've ever met?

This terrible habit, even if you are dying, are you still thinking about these things? I was a little helpless, and I clearly knew that Ren Xiaoji was approaching step by step, and even felt that maybe after he arrived, this matter would be a real 'dead end'.

Why don't you give it a good time? I looked at the back of the sympathetic and tried to persuade him to leave, but unfortunately I couldn't.

But at this time, in the sky, the yellow mist floating in Beishi had reached its limit, and it was suddenly stirred up by a gust of wind blowing from nowhere, and with this kind of agitation, the red blood-like traces in the sky also began to flow and spread strangely.

At this time, I had a strange feeling in my heart, no, not my feelings, but I perceived something.

The red remnant sun-like thing seemed to be desperately suppressing these yellow mist, this was a battle at all, but the red did not have the upper hand, it only played a role in suppression.

It seems that something has reached a tipping point for an outbreak.

The entire North City was inexplicably in a strange and tense aura.

'Da Da Da', Ren Xiaoji is still close to us.

'Whirring', the violent wind blew mercilessly.

"I advise you to leave now. That kid was already a dead fish. At this time, the voice of Lord Bai suddenly sounded again, where was the madness and hatred for me before, but it was full of taboos.

"I just want to know why Zhu'er is in such a confused state?" Ren Xiaoji seems to always be like this, calm, and not anxious, but always has his own firm idea, and will not change lightly.

It's just that a Zhu is called Zhu'er? I wonder if it's comforting to hear such a 'joke' before I die?

The only stubbornness is just the back of the pitiful life.

Poor child, I am not without regrets and sighs in my heart, but unfortunately I cannot change it.

Just when I thought that it was going to be a foregone conclusion, the critical point of the red and yellow entanglement finally broke out, and first a crazy and violent voice sounded out of nowhere, and it shook the entire North City at once.

Then, there was a soft sigh, a little melancholy and powerless!

What is it? That crazy and violent voice seemed to tug at my soul, and made me suddenly clear from my weak state for a second, and that extremely strong sense of fate reappeared, and even my body moved with it, as if it was about to explode and stand up.

But this was impossible after all, and I could only lie here weakly, waiting for death.

But because of the sudden appearance of these two voices, the red marks in the sky finally broke out completely, filling the yellow mist, forming a yellow and red interlaced sky.

The remaining yellow mist was frantically pressed down, infused throughout the North City, and then began to roar throughout the North City at the most violent speed

This should be a disaster, right?

From the time I fell to the present, in just two minutes, so many changes have taken place, I feel that I have no time to think!

I only heard that in the midst of the storm, Lord Bai sneered again and again, and his voice was getting farther and farther away, and finally there was only one sentence left: "You fools don't leave, I'll go first." ”

Then, Zhu Yan, who was struggling in front of him, suddenly woke up, and let out a 'wail' sound that seemed to be fear, and suddenly burst back for a distance, and suddenly hid behind Ren Xiaoji.

After Zhu Yan retreated, I was finally able to face Ren Xiaoji again.

In the violent yellow mist, he was less than ten meters away from me, and his gaze fell coldly on me, what was he observing? In this context, there was not necessarily a trace of panic, and in the end it just made a disdainful 'hum'.

In a matter of seconds, his gaze fell on the body of the poor again, as if he was a little interested, and the horse also took a step forward at this time.

But it was also at this time that another crazy and violent roar sounded, and Zhu Yan hid behind Ren Xiaoji and wailed again.

Ren Xiaoji seems to have remembered something? He frowned slightly, and finally glanced at Pian Sheng meaningfully, and turned around and rode his horse in the direction where Lord Bai's voice disappeared.

The Zhu Yan follower let the small machine run wildly, and gradually his figure disappeared into the yellow mist.

In the wind, only Ren Xiaoji's voice comforting the Zhu Yan remained: "You don't have to be afraid, you're still young."

A crisis was resolved under such inexplicable circumstances.

My tense nerves were irreversibly loosened at this time, and the feeling of the loss of vitality resurfaced, more intense and faster than before.

"Superior! "The master breathed a sigh of relief, and finally had time to turn around and look at me.

And my gaze seemed to be very difficult, in my eyes, it was just a violent yellow mist, and many ghosts were swept into it, and they drifted rapidly in the direction of the canyon.