Chapter 222: Lost and Found

Seeing this scene, the faces of the two changed, but what shocked them even more was still to come, only to see that the next moment the more than 20 people lying on the ground actually lit up with light blue light, and those light blue lights quietly condensed in the air after they appeared. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Then it turned into more than twenty streams of condensed light and extended to the blue heart, and when these rays of light flowed to the blue heart, those who were lying on the ground began to grow old. Lan Xin's pale face slowly became ruddy, and the two glanced at each other when they saw this scene.

They all knew that they couldn't let Lan Xin continue to absorb it, and the two of them no longer hesitated to raise their long swords to attack Lan Xin, Lan Xin's mouth hooked a trace of indifference when she saw this, and at this moment, the Falling God Knife in her hand actually lit up again, but it was not the blue-black light in Zhong Yu's hand but light blue.

It was as if the light that wrapped the blue heart also wrapped the Falling God Knife, and the three of them fought together again, but this time the blue heart actually fought to a draw with the two, and the blue heart in the battle still kept absorbing the soul power and life essence of the more than 20 people.

Their bodies were also aging rapidly, and at the same time, the fluctuations of the fighting qi around Lan Xin's body were becoming stronger and stronger, seeing this scene, Fang Gaohe shouted decisively: "Brother Qiao, kill her quickly." After saying this, Fang Gaohe first calmed down, and the killing intent in his eyes instantly began to skyrocket.

The long sword in his hand suddenly emitted a cyan light, "Breaking the Sky Slash", accompanied by Fang Gaohe's roar, the long sword condensed his whole body strength and slashed towards Lan Xin, at the same time, Qiao He also no longer had any reservations, the long sword in his hand turned into a cyan long snake full of yin and stabbed towards Lan Xin.

Both of them used the strongest fighting skills, Lan Xin's face was a little solemn for a while, her eyes were slightly condensed, and the falling knife in her hand directly slashed over "dang" for a while, and the three of them were all shocked back by the powerful anti-shock force, and Lan Xin blocked the combined attack of the two after all.

She felt that a burst of blood was about to gush out, Fang Gaohe and Qiao He rushed over again without any stop after being shocked back, and the three of them began to fight again, and the moves of the two became much more fierce and ruthless, and they didn't intend to give Lan Xin any chance to fight back at all.

After the three of them fought for a while, they all suffered some injuries on their bodies, and their physical strength dropped sharply, especially Lan Xin, those dark blue lights have now been extinguished, and his ruddy pretty face is a little pale at the moment, and it will definitely be her who can't support it if it continues like this.

In fact, she was already drinking to quench her thirst by absorbing the soul power of those people, and she knew very well that other people must have been poisoned, but she had to do this, otherwise she would have become a corpse at the moment, and with her extremely advanced cultivation, Lan Xin temporarily suppressed the poison without attacking.

But she definitely won't last long. Lan Xin's heart was already full of despair at this moment, although her face was still flat, and the Sky Turning Mirror in her hand could not play a role at this moment, Lan Xin had a kind of unwilling anger.

Even this Falling God Knife has lost its former brilliance, otherwise he would never have been defeated so miserably, if he has lived for thousands of years, he will really die in this kind of place, and even his soul will be destroyed from now on, and a lonely and sad despair occupies Lan Xin's brain.

Immediately Lan Xin's eyes looked at the two people who rushed indifferently, even if he wanted to die, he would not let you have a good time, and the next moment Lan Xin's pupils bloomed with dazzling red brilliance again, and at that moment the souls of the two of them actually felt hazy, and the scene at this moment was as illusory as a dream.

Everything around seemed to lose its luster and turn dark. Their consciousness was blurred, "Dong Dong" looked at the two people in front of them who fell to the ground with empty eyes, a trace of despair flashed in Lan Xin's eyes, and then she also lost consciousness, even she didn't know what the consequences would be after falling to the ground like this.

The wound on the left shoulder is still painful, but there is no more bleeding, and every wound on the body has begun to heal by itself at this moment. The martial arts powerhouse was really powerful, and Zhong Yu sat cross-legged on the street alone.

It was the dead of night, and in such a chaotic place as the Empire, the night was quite quiet, after all, no one liked to wander around in this chaotic place, especially at night. But the exception always happens, and it is when Zhong Yu is secretly pranayama.

An emaciated figure in a silver robe actually appeared on the other side of the street, Zhong Yu felt his breath and couldn't help but open his eyes, with the help of the slightly dim moonlight, Zhong Yu could barely see the person's appearance, his appearance was a little ordinary, it belonged to the kind that would be difficult to find in the crowd.

But Zhong Yu had a sense of dƩjƠ vu when he saw his face, Zhong Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly stood up, and the wind seal stick in his hand secretly pointed to the direction where the man was. With such a person appearing at such an unusual time, Zhong Yu had to be secretly vigilant, and he did not speak.

The emaciated man in the silver robe was also silent, and after the two confronted each other for a while, the man moved. He raised his leg and walked towards Zhong Yu, his voice was slightly hoarse, but it sounded like he was only in his twenties: "You're seriously injured, aren't you?"

Hearing this question, Zhong Yu's heart suddenly tightened, and his eyes were still indifferent: "So what?" The man didn't stop at all when he heard this, and said, "It's nothing, I'm just asking casually." Seeing the man getting closer and closer, Zhong Yu's hand holding the wind seal stick also secretly exerted his strength.

The man continued: "Actually, we met, do you remember the space magician you once saw?" Zhong Yu's pupils instantly narrowed when he heard this: "It's you." The man nodded: "You did me a great favor that day, so don't worry, I won't do anything to you." ā€

Hearing the man say this, Zhong Yu couldn't help but secretly think about what happened that day, that day he seemed to have just killed a few people who were not long-eyed, when did he help him. As if sensing the blankness in Zhong Yu's eyes, the man said in a low voice: "You helped those brothers of mine to avenge it, although you didn't mean to, but I still thank you very much." ā€

Zhong Yu didn't relax when he heard this, he still quietly stared at the silver-robed man. However, the silver-robed man's footsteps never stopped, he walked straight past Zhong Yu and said lightly: "But if you want to fight for the death order, I won't keep my hand." ā€

After saying this, the silver-robed man passed by Zhong Yu, Zhong Yu's body was tense, he was waiting for the silver-robed man to launch a sneak attack, but he didn't do anything after all, Zhong Yu couldn't help but turn around and want to take a look, but when he turned around, the street was already empty.

It's as if there was only one person here. Zhong Yu didn't care about the person anymore, he ate another healing pill and then walked towards the small building, as soon as he entered the door, Zhong Yu saw corpses all over the ground, and they were old and inhuman-looking corpses, only the corpses of Fang Gaohe and Qiao He looked relatively normal.

It's just that there seems to be a smile in the round pupils of the two of them, this strange scene suddenly made Zhong Yu feel a chill down his spine, and then Zhong Yu looked at Lan Xin who fell to the ground, he hurriedly walked to Lan Xin's side and helped her up, without a trace of flaw on her pale pretty face.

The closed eyes made people really feel the pain she was experiencing at the moment, seeing that Lan Xin was not dead, Zhong Yu couldn't help but sigh in his heart, if she died, how could she be worthy of Lan Mountain and Lan Huang, Zhong Yu secretly determined to bring Lan Xin back to the Lan Clan completely when he walked out of the ancient forest bend.

Seeing that Lan Xin's life was not in danger, Zhong Yu was a little relieved, and then he looked at the crescent moon lying quietly next to Lan Xin's hand, Zhong Yu directly stretched out his hand to hold the crescent moon. "Whew" A faint coolness suddenly hit Zhong Yu's body again.

That familiar feeling made Zhong Yu very happy, and in an instant, the blue and black lines appeared on the knife body of the crescent moon again, Zhong Yu hurriedly called the knife spirit, but to his disappointment, he didn't get any reply, Zhong Yu frowned and immediately put the crescent moon into the space ring first.

This kind of lost and regained mood is indeed pleasant, and then Zhong Yu looked around for a while, he put away Fang Gaohe and Qiao He's space ring, and then no longer stayed, picked up Lan Xin and left the wooden building.