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The wind swayed, and Lu Qiming felt that he was being coerced by a steady force and retreated backwards. Looking at the past in surprise, this is a young man in a purple robe with a beautiful appearance, which is unforgettable, but Lu Qiming has never seen it.

"Murong Jue. ”

Jiang Shou stopped, frowned slightly, and asked, "You want to stop me?"

Murong Jue stood in front of Lu Qiming, and with a cold expression, he casually pulled a sword flower in his hand, but he didn't pay attention to Jiang Shou's meaning. He glanced at the young man with phoenix eyes, and only said: "He killed you, and I saved you this time, which can be regarded as offsetting some of his sins." ”

After speaking, Murong Jue didn't say much, and the flying flower sword in his hand swayed out wantonly, enveloping Jiang Shou's master and servant in an instant.

Jiang Shou knew that Murong Jue had never been a reasonable person, and with him in the middle, it was impossible to eradicate the grass of the Nine Generations, so he had to reluctantly suppress the pain in his chest and raise his breath to catch the sword.

The two of them were originally in the middle of each other, and at this time, Jiang Shou's injury was not light, but Murong Jue had no consumption, even if Jiang Shou and the sword attendants around him shot at the same time, they were still inevitably suppressed and driven by Murong Jue, forcing them to drift away.

Until the three figures disappeared at the end of the field of vision, Murong Jue never looked back. Lu Qiming knew that the "he" in his mouth meant Chu Heyi.

Lu Qiming retracted his mind and shook his head slightly.

Heaven and earth were calm again, and the appearance in front of him was still what he had seen along the way. The only difference is that he can really only rely on himself at this moment.

Lu Qiming glanced at the horizon that blurred the edge, but stayed where he was.

"Are you waiting for me?"

The bewitching woman walked lightly from behind the young man's back, smiling, and the corners of her snow-white skirt swaying silently in the breeze.

Yan Zero, Moon Fox Clan. She's a fox demon.

In the face of the nine generations, even though Lu Qiming already looked weak enough, Yan Ling still retreated suspiciously after seeing him for the first time, but he never really stayed away. She cautiously followed all the way, avoiding everyone's gaze and waiting patiently in secret, until Lu Qiming's reality was completely figured out by others, and until his last trace of self-preservation was completely exhausted.

And then at this point, it reappears again.

Yan Ling paused in front of the young man, stared at him curiously for a moment, and suddenly reached out and snatched his bamboo cane, and smiled.

Lu Qiming's body shook slightly, barely steady, and still didn't say a word.

With a click, the bamboo cane was lightly broken by Yan Ling and thrown away. She smiled and gently pushed the young man's shoulder, "Bang." ”

Lu Qiming was powerlessly pushed to the ground by her, and the collision re-irritated the injury, and new blood oozed from the corners of his closed lips.

"My poor highness in distress," Yan Ling leaned down and smiled charmingly, "You seem to need to seek my refuge now, don't you?"

Lu Qiming's fingers pressed on the ground moved slightly-

Yan Ling sneered, and swept away all the blood on the ground that could be used as a medium with a flick of his sleeve. She is not Jiang Shou's idiot who thinks she has the chance to win, she has never missed any of Lu Qiming's actions.

"Isn't it worth it for me to save your life and you to use it for me?" Yan Ling sneered and looked down at the young man who was sitting on the ground, and asked rhetorically, "Or is your self-esteem so expensive, even if you die, you don't want to be subservient to my little woman?"

Lu Qiming finally raised his head and met her gaze, his expression gradually turning focused. He smiled softly and said, "Why don't I just promise you? Besides, if that person is you, Yan Zero...... Come on, yes, a little closer......"

The young man's pupils are black and white, and they appear exceptionally clear and quiet.

Yan Ling suddenly felt that all the anger in her heart had dissipated, as if she had returned to the safest and warmest place in her childhood. Bewitched, the woman slowly knelt on the ground with a sincere smile on her face, leaning over to approach the boy.

Cold sweat on Lu Qiming's forehead continued to drip down his sideburns. He endured the pain of Zhihai, and raised his hand with difficulty to point at the woman's eyebrows.

Yan Ling's expression suddenly struggled, instinctively falling backwards, Lu Qiming should have taken the opportunity to suppress it in time, but his body's reaction couldn't keep up with his will at all. He felt a strong force approaching in an instant, and as soon as his chest hurt, he was knocked to the ground by Yan Ling, who instantly regained consciousness.

"Toast, don't eat, eat and drink!" Yan Ling snorted with palpitations.

If it weren't for Lu Qiming's injuries being too serious, he would probably have succeeded by now!

Soon, however, a brighter smile appeared in Yan Ling's eyes.

"Now," the woman patted her chest lightly, pretending to breathe a sigh of relief, "I believe you really don't have any strength left." ”

Lu Qiming came to his senses and silently wiped away the blood from the corners of his mouth.

"Haven't you spirit clans always felt superior to others?" Yan Ling watched the young man's movements with interest, and continued with a smile: "It turns out that when you are on the verge of dying, you have actually fallen to the point of using the charm technique, and you are still treating me, a fox demon that you don't look down on...... No one believes this kind of thing, right?"

Lu Qiming slowly supported himself, but suddenly smiled: "You can't keep me." ”

Yan Ling leaned over, grabbed the young man's chin with one hand, and looked at it with a smile. Her sharp nails lightly scratched the young man's pale cheeks, and said coldly, "It's better to do it, I'm still going to try it." ”

Lu Qiming turned his head sideways to avoid it, his expression did not change at all, and he said lightly: "You are surrounded." ”

Yan Ling raised her eyebrows, and was about to laugh and say something, but she suddenly stopped it.

She abruptly got up and looked behind her.

A handsome young man dressed in white walked towards her calmly in the crowd and nodded politely and smiled.

Yan Ling's teeth gradually clenched.

Chu He asked with a smile: "I don't know if my harvest today is one person or two?"

Three breaths. The woman gave her one last glance with a piercing look in her eyes, and turned around without hesitation.

Chu Heyi didn't chase it.

He slowly paced in front of Lu Qiming, and looked at this young man who was so weak that he couldn't sit down for a long time, and he didn't speak, as if he was hesitating about something.

Lu Qiming also looked at him, but suddenly smiled and shook his head.

Chu Heyi sighed and finally spoke.

"I didn't expect you to survive until now. ”

Chu Heyi slowly walked around behind Lu Qiming, helped him up with very soft strength, picked up the young man's wrist and folded it back, and gently shackled him. Under everyone's gaze, Chu Heyi carefully blocked all the forces that Lu Qiming could use one by one, and then finally couldn't help but show an intriguing long smile and said.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to wronged you for the time being. ”

Lu Qiming looked at him and never said a word.

......

......

The crowd came to the foot of a secluded mountain and set up camp.

Chu Heyi took out a trap box from the ring and threw it on the ground, which turned and expanded into a sealed cell in an instant. Everyone was surprised.

In the midst of many awe-inspiring and evasive gazes, Chu He dragged the powerless young man straight in without changing his face, and closed the door with his backhand, covering all the sight of the outside to explore and look.

The moment the door closed, the sword qi from the outside world was finally completely isolated. Lu Qiming's mind suddenly relaxed, he didn't have time to say a word, and he didn't even see the indoor furnishings clearly, so he was forced into a dark sleep by the overwhelming exhaustion.

Chu Heyi looked at the young man who fell into a coma again, raised his hand to clasp his wrist pulse and carefully perceive it, was silent for a moment, and finally did not choose to be alarmed.

Then Chu Heyi took off all the shackles on Lu Qiming's body with a flat expression, helped the person to a simple wooden bed to lie down, thought about it, and put a soft quilt on that thin body.

At last he sat quietly beside the boy for a long time, did nothing, got up and went out.