Chapter 12: Purple Sun
"Da!"
Chen Fan's grief was interrupted, the ground trembled slightly, and dozens of people came from afar, led by a few people who emitted divine light, forming a light curtain, enveloping the body, like a god coming to the dust!
The ground trembled, and it was the first step that made the place tremble.
The person who came was the red-haired old man of the Yi clan and the children of Yi Xingze and other families, and they came to Chen Fan, their eyes flashing, and there was a murderous aura.
Especially those arrogant young monks, all of them are the sons of Tianjiao in the family, otherwise they would not have been brought in to participate in this matter, but they suffered a huge loss in Chen Fan's place, and now they are all hostile.
A good-looking woman pretended to be contemptuous, and said sarcastically, "Yo, this is not the famous young master of Yunxi Sect, Chen Dashao, how did he end up like this now." ”
"Don't talk nonsense, our Young Master Chen is fighting in all directions, you see that Young Master Chen is full of enemy blood. Someone chimed in and laughed.
When the others heard this, they couldn't help but laugh too, and kept making jokes......
But Chen Fan never glanced at them, he kept kneeling in his arms and holding the young man in green clothes, his expression was indifferent, and there was only a touch of cyan in his eyes that looked hideous because of the dried blood, until he heard someone laughing at him for being soaked in the blood of the enemy, he moved, glanced coldly, and glanced at these people, at this moment. It was like two silver lightning bolts breaking through the air and piercing away.
These young people all had a numb scalp and their hearts trembled.
In particular, the few people who spoke just now were like lightning strikes. After being looked at, they were terrified in their hearts, and the pair of eyes were really like two silver lightning bolts rushing into their hearts, and they slashed them.
"It's a bit of a boldness, but what do you think this will change?" the red-haired old man began, his eyes deep.
"You are looking for death. ”
Chen Fan's eyes were cold, and his short words revealed a murderous aura rolling in, not a one, but like a mountain, squeezing the sky and the earth, making people feel chills.
Although Chen Fan was reluctant to respond to them, it didn't mean that he always listened to them insult his brother and didn't say a word.
"When my clan elder talks to you, are you so disrespectful?" a young man beside the red-haired old man scolded.
"It's okay, let me suppress him and let him understand that the glory of the Yunxi Sect is all in the past. The other man spoke, and a burst of light rose from his palms, and his toes touched the ground, and he came forward.
"Ding!"
A bronze block emerged, blocking the oncoming attack, circulating the light, opening a golden channel, and a stunning woman appeared, with picturesque eyebrows, snow-white and crystalline skin, carved out of white jade, clear and beautiful, it was the moon melting snow.
Behind him, there was a middle-aged Taoist girl dressed in a moon-white Taoist dress, with an extraordinary appearance, but very cold, holding a whisk of dust, and her temperament was outstanding.
"Hehe, it's fun to bully the little guy here. Dao Gu said coldly.
"Seniors, let's change places and fight again, so as not to hurt these juniors. The red-haired old man had a solemn face and bowed to Dao Gu.
After that, the two of them were already gone.
"Take this well, I'll help the other disciples, and you can find a place to hide it yourself in a while, don't come out." ”
Yue Rongxue's voice was very soft and low, for fear of being detected by someone in the distance, she was cautious, whispered softly to Chen Fan, and stuffed him with a storage bag.
"Sister Yue..."
"Trust me. Yue Rongxue's eyes fluttered, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she picked up Chen Fan and threw it back.
Chen Fan's heart was beating faster, he watched Sister Yue leave, looking at Sister Yue's gaze before leaving, which contained a meaning that made him afraid.
At the same time as he was afraid, there seemed to be a vague thought in his mind, but this thought was a little chaotic, and he hadn't figured it out yet, but he had a feeling that once this chaotic thought was clear, it was very likely that it would play a great role.
Suddenly, a purple sun rose, dazzling, making people unable to open their eyes, it was a person, he was shining, and the shining pure land was clear, and it looked extremely intimidating.
"Boom"
In the sky, a loud noise came, a blazing light erupted, and endless light rain sprinkled down, even more dense, someone fell.
And the purple sun in mid-air suddenly dimmed, and it was as dark as it was in an instant.
A sigh came from mid-air, and said:
"I don't owe Yunxi or the sect in this life, but I only owe him. ”
"Don't be, Fan'er, if there is an afterlife, let me return you to your father and son. ”
Hearing this sigh, Chen Fan's heart was torn apart, as if it was devoured, more dazed, and fearful.
Suddenly, Chen Fan's body trembled, his eyes widened, and he stared blankly at the scene in front of him, he seemed to want to freeze it, but he couldn't change the time of this heaven and earth.
Chen Fan's forehead emitted a divine light, and a bead immediately flew out of it, this bead was purple, and it shattered in an instant, turning into a sea of purple and going monstrously.
Blood overflowed from the corners of Chen Fan's mouth, his world became even more blurred, and when the countless screams in his ears swirled, the heaven and earth in front of him gradually slowed down countless times in his eyes, and he saw that round of purple sun from extreme grandeur to dim fall.
At this moment, Chen Fan's world froze, and his blood seemed to no longer flow, and everything became static at this moment, as if it stopped forever when the purple sun went down.
"Daddy......" His lips squirmed, but he couldn't make a sound.
Chen Fan trembled, his hands clasped the ground tightly, and at this time, if anyone looked at the ground, they would find that there were ten deep holes in the hard bluestone floor, and they didn't know what kind of force supported this weak boy.
The unknown pain made his expression very hideous, his face was bulging with countless green tendons, his heart seemed to be torn apart, his tears flowed, gradually turning from colorless to red, and his throat made a cooing sound, and he couldn't tell whether it was crying, laughing, poignant, or roaring.
The army of monks who were roaring and fighting all around, all the people around were silent, sighed lightly, and did not choose to make a move, but stood there, silently watching all this, in the depths of many people's eyes, there was also a trace of confusion at this moment, and they seemed to be thinking about whether this war should really happen.