"Don't panic, brother from prison. Wan Jianxin was recalled by an exclamation from the little fat man in armor, and hurriedly explained: "Wan Mou has not seen any other sect brothers since entering the Demon Realm, and he is not sure how they are, but Wan Mou believes that they can save the day...... Wan Mou was able to escape from the corpses, thanks to the help of a master, come and come, worship the prison brother, Wan Mou will introduce you to you......" Wan Jianxin said, and pulled the silver dust to his side, and introduced him to the prison with an affectionate expression, but before he could finish speaking, he heard a loud shout like a bell: "Evil Demon Outer Dao! Why don't you quickly withdraw the spiritual bewitchment?

That huge roar made Lin Xuanchen sit down on the ground in fright, and Yinchen also instinctively trembled. In the roar, it seemed to be joined by the roar of the lion of the Buddhist Gate, and a circle of golden light waves spread, brighter than the firelight, and the surrounding flames were violently shaken by the impact of the gangfeng, illuminating everyone's expressions like ghosts.

"What?" replied to Silver Dust instinctively. And Wan Jianxin also looked in the direction of the source of the sound in surprise, it turned out to be the angry rebuke of the 18 Golden Sword Sect elders who had entered the Great Perfection of the Golden Sword Sect, the tallest, strongest and darkest elder.

After the elder finished scolding, there was also a strange look in his eyes, because he didn't see his roar wake up Wan Jianxin from the bewitchment of the Demon Pavilion, and he didn't see a small and hateful ghost flying out of Wan Jianxin's eyebrows as usual, only Wan Jianxin and the boy in the black robe of the Demon Pavilion's look of confusion. The elder's face sank, his heart was broken, Wan Jianxin was only afraid that he had been hit by the extraordinary secret technique of the Demon Power Pavilion, and his "Tiger Roar" could not let him be freed, so he stepped out of the crowd without saying a word, and walked in front of Yinchen in three steps.

"Elder Jiang, I'm afraid you have misunderstood, this little brother ......" Wan Jianxin came to his senses at this time, and saw that there was a big misunderstanding between this elder and Yinchen. Only then did he remember that the Demon Pavilion also had a strange magic skill like "Ten Thousand Souls Bewitchment**", which could control a person's words and deeds in a short period of time, but he would not think that Yinchen had used this kind of evil magic against him at all, because he had comprehended the "Killing Dao", a super strong person with a heart that was as tough as returning to the void realm, even if the elders of the Demon Wei Pavilion personally shot it was completely useless, how could it be planted in the hands of a disciple in the body stage? Obviously impossible, then his experience of escaping death from the zombie horde must not be fake.

He was just about to open his mouth to explain, but he was unaware that the venerable Golden Dao Sect elder actually made a sneak attack regardless of his face and identity!

It was indeed a sneak attack, and it was a sneak attack on Wan Jian Xin, not a sneak attack on Silver Dust. The black-faced elder raised his hand suddenly, and a metal-like silver-gray wind seemed to be a stream of light, and when the silver dust didn't react at all, it hit Wan Jianxin's throat "fiercely".

That's right, it's the throat!

At that moment, the moment Wan Jianxin fell down with his heart in the sky, Yinchen suddenly felt that the world in front of him seemed to be instantly gray. He watched Wan Jianxin slowly fall, and an inexplicable throbbing pain suddenly stretched out in his heart. He only realized at this moment that Wan Jianxin, a person who was sometimes hanging, sometimes stubborn, sometimes chic and sometimes cool, had already unknowingly entered his heart, and had already unconsciously become a figure like his brother. Alone in the other world for five years, Yinchen actually endured the torture of homesickness all the time, endured the torture of a terminal illness called loneliness, he is an eleven-year-old boy, no matter how strong, no matter how smart, no matter how mature, in his bones, he is a boy who has not grown up and needs to be taken care of, he has been looking for his spiritual sustenance to soothe in his subconscious. Zhang Yating, who is infatuated with him and loves him, Master Xuanzhi who enlightens him and educates him, Zhang Mengmeng, who captures him and spoils him, and Wan Jianxin, who doesn't say anything, actually cares about him and supports him all the time, talks freely with him about martial arts, and worries about his future and life, all of which have become the support of his soul, and he subconsciously regards him as a relative, and even as an elder. This is also the reason why he was able to regard Zhang Mengmeng and Wan Jianxin as so important in just a few days. Suddenly, he was unprepared to see Wan Jianxin being attacked, looking up to the sky and falling, that terrible scene almost coincided with the cruel scene in that rainy night.

Everything happened too fast, completely in an instant, with the ability of his senior mage who was good at high-speed warfare, he didn't react. When he clearly saw the miserable appearance of Wan Jianxin lying in the sand, his eyes closed, he realized that it was too late!

"Lin Xuanchen, run!" Yinchen shouted in horror, and at the same time, the depths of his pupils turned a blood-red!

The little girl behind her suddenly got up, and fled into the distance at a speed that she would never normally have, with tears in her eyes, although she very much wanted to stay and face those 19 terrible people with Brother Yinchen, but she couldn't, she knew that she could only get in the way of staying.

The sleeves of the pitch-black Dao robe suddenly opened, and the silver dust flew out of the sleeve with the inner family's heavy technique, which was the standard combat method of the disciples of the Demon Wei Pavilion, and at this time, he did not use magic as soon as he came up.

He knew that in the face of this thirteen-fold guy, magic would probably not be used, because his attack power was only equivalent to nine-fold in the body, and he couldn't break through the enemy's defenses.

So he really flew out of the hidden weapon like a disciple of the Demon Power Pavilion, and his secret weapon was not the Heaven Breaking Shuttle.

That's for a master who has entered the body thirteen, and it's hurtful enough, an unpredictable heavy guy.

......

Lin Xuanchen didn't run far, she hid behind another huge mushroom rock, and looked into the distance with a calm expression.

She had already decided that once something happened to Silver Dust in the hands of those people, she didn't want to live in this terrifying world.

This has nothing to do with love, the twelve-year-old Lin Xuanchen only has a little hazy concept at this time, and she hasn't even figured out what marriage is. She simply imagined that she could be like the heroes in "The Legend of the Daughters", and she could die for a person she could see. In the month since she entered the Interpretation Sect, Lin Xuanchen has deeply felt the lowliness of life, and death is happening almost all the time around her, which has hit Lin Xuanchen, who has had a pious worship of life since she was a child, and even had a nihilistic idea of suicide. At this time, she can't take care of her sisters who worship the palace, she can't care about the distant brother who shouts every day that she wants to marry her in the future, and she can't even take care of the old lady who loves her as a treasure on the tip of her heart.

"If Brother Yinchen is gone, I won't be alive...... In this world, it's either gossip or fighting, it's boring!" she whispered very willfully, the wind blew away her voice, and blew away the tears rolling from the corners of her eyes.

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The axe is a weapon that pays more attention to weight and impact than a long knife from the original design concept, this weapon is between a knife and a hammer, with both a sharp one-sided blade like a blade and a violent and brutal weight like a hammer, which can be said to be a weapon that combines the double damage of sharp and blunt weapons. The axe, regardless of shape or size, is not too light when used as a weapon, because it is not a weapon that can exert all its lethal power simply by relying on a sharp blade.

The throwing axe is much heavier than any hidden weapon of the throwing class, and even this weapon cannot be called a hidden weapon, because no one, not even the worship of the Demon Pavilion, can throw this weapon directly out of his sleeve. No matter how profound the skill is, no matter how skilled the inner family is in the secret weapon, it is impossible to send an axe out of the sleeve and make it have enough kinetic energy and falling potential energy to hurt the enemy. As a mage, no matter how powerful his realm is, Silver Dust is still not exempt from vulgarity.