ps: Look at the exclusive story behind "Pen Saint Book Fairy", listen to your more suggestions for the novel, pay attention to the starting point Chinese network public account (WeChat add friends - add public account - enter qdread), tell me quietly! At this time, Yang Xiu couldn't hear any sound, the explosion just now completely shook Yang Xiu into deafness, blood spilled out of both ears, and he couldn't recover for a while.

Lin Shuangchen had previously given Yang Xiu a Dao talisman with a secret aura, but in fact, Fu Yun Zhenren had spent countless efforts to make it himself, and gave it to Lin Shuangchen for protection, and the effect was amazing, even a rookie who had just cultivated immortals could inspire it.

It was with this rare hidden Dao talisman that Yang Xiu was able to sneak to Lin Shuangchen's side unconsciously, and took the opportunity of the wind to turn his head to stuff the soul talisman to Lin Shuangchen.

The dementor was made by Situ Yong himself. Yang Xiu studied for a long time and failed to make the soul talisman by himself, whether it was the raw materials used to make the talisman or the spiritual power consumed to write the talisman, it was not something that Yang Xiu could control and possess now, so Yang Xiu just carefully improved the corners and corners of the Dao talisman.

The power of the explosion before was too great, and even though there were wooden stakes blocking most of the shock waves and iron nails, Yang Xiu was still shocked and almost braided. The talisman jade pendant sent by Liu Wenzhong had already been shattered, and without the cushion of the jade pendant, Yang Xiu would have already become a mess of meat.

Seeing the shape-shifting demon beast wrapped in white mist, Yang Xiu, who was already exhausted, closed his eyes with confidence and let Lin Shuangchen carry him through the forest.

There was only an endless buzz in Yang Xiu's ears, as if the whole world had left him. Only the soft touch and quiet body fragrance on his body made Yang Xiu confirm that he was still alive.

Lin Shuangchen saw that Yang Xiu was seriously injured, especially the broken ribs and stabbing his lungs, so he carefully controlled his movements. Let Yang Xiu cling to his arms so as not to disturb the broken bones. The groggy Yang Xiu subconsciously approached the softness in front of him, causing Lin Shuangchen's neck and cheeks to turn red.

To the north, and then to the north!

The sweat on his body had already soaked his clothes, but Lin Shuangchen didn't dare to stop for a moment, stepping on the undulating grass in the forest. Xiao Nian, who was hiding among the branches and leaves, suddenly opened his eyes, only to see a white shadow floating by. The panther crouching in the bushes to hunt for food jerked up, only to catch a glimpse of the white clothes like snow. Black hair like water.

Lin Shuangchen's heart was full of pain, confusion and sadness, and all kinds of emotions that he had never experienced before were intertwined. Let the tears of the proud girl of the sky flow like beads with broken threads, and then be left far behind.

Since he was a child, Fuyun Zhenren has taught Lin Shuangchen not to be sad or happy because of things outside his body, and not to laugh because of the people around him. Even if Fuyun Zhenren dies one day, he only asks Lin Shuangchen to be buried simply, and he must not be nostalgic.

But why is my heart like a knife now, and I can't stop crying?

Yang Xiu's breath in his arms became weaker and weaker, and the blood stained the long shirt red, and the white skirt was also dyed red. Lin Shuangchen's figure leaping between the canopies turned and jumped lightly to the ground.

Lin Shuangchen listened attentively and made sure that there were no pursuers behind him, so he carefully put Yang Xiu on the ground, took out a small Sumeru bag from his arms, and quickly picked out a few bottles of pills. Holding Yang Xiu's neck, let Yang Xiu take it carefully.

Then Lin Shuangchen tore off the blood-soaked robe and began to use the little spiritual power left in his body to correct Yang's bones. Healing injuries is a course that every monk must learn in the sect, and Lin Shuangchen's technique is even higher than Liu Wenzhong's.

After the broken bones are put back in place. As long as he survived this most dangerous time, Yang Xiu's life would be saved. Next, as long as there is enough time for Yang Xiu to absorb the elixir power, the immortal cultivator's powerful recovery ability will automatically heal the broken bones and repair the internal injuries.

"You will get better, and you will have to make tea for the master every day in the future. Lin Shuangchen said softly, tears in his eyes gradually dissipated. Instead, there was a resolute gaze.

After the simple treatment, Lin Shuangchen also took a few pills by himself. He carefully hugged Yang Xiu into his arms again, but when he turned around, his figure was stunned, and the blue scimitar in Sumeru's bag buzzed out like lightning and blocked in front of him.

Under the moonlight and starlight, the tall figure of the wind slaughter was quietly suspended on the branches. At this time, the appearance of this shape-shifting demon beast was quite miserable, his long flowing purple hair had become dry and messy, and it had long lost its original luster, and there was no trace of blood on its beautiful face, especially around its eyes and Yin Tang, which was blue and black, hideous and terrifying.

"Okay!good~桀桀~"

Feng Kill smiled and clapped his palms, his smile was cold, staring at Lin Shuangchen on the ground, and swept over the unconscious Yang Xiu, his voice was as hoarse as a ghost, "What a vicious dementor*! Lin Fairy, where do you want to run away with this dead pig-like guy?"

Lin Shuangchen hugged Yang Xiu without saying a word, and the blue scimitar hung quietly in front of him, already showing his attitude. Seeing this, Feng Ji laughed loudly, and his violent spiritual power turned into a blue-black whirlwind in front of Feng Ji, hissing non-stop.

"I have heard that the human race has the stinky habit of favoring the weak, and it seems that this is true. ”

Feng Slay's long purple hair fluttered in the wind, shaped like a ghost, and sneered, "You have disappointed me too much. I've decided to make you my double cultivator, and then reward it to my men!"

"No, you're wrong,"

Lin Shuangchen raised his head, without fear or timidity, his indifferent eyes seemed to be looking at a worm, and he said loudly: "My apprentice is a real man, a hundred times stronger than you!"

"Die!"

Feng Slash was completely enraged, and he waved his hands violently, and the blue-black bees swept away with an incomparable force, and the towering trees that the two people nearby hugged together were torn apart by the tyrannical spiritual power, and the sound of clattering and breaking was endless.

Lin Shuangchen only had time to block the scimitar in front of him, leaned over and hugged Yang Xiu tightly, and was swept into it by a whirlwind like a raging tsunami, the spiritual power vortex inside the whirlwind was like a steel knife and iron sword, and anything that fell into it was stirred into pieces and then turned into pieces, completely disappearing.

Lin Shuangchen hugged Yang Xiu tightly, relying on the only remaining talisman to protect the two from being cut into minced meat. Feeling Yang Xiu's warm body in his arms, Lin Shuangchen thought a little distractedly: You always say that the master is rigid behind your back. Now that you save the master's life, and the master accompanies you to death, we can be considered even......

The wind was half dead by Lin Shuangchen's words. On his bewitching face, his slender eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, and he vowed to dismantle the ugly eight-odd human race with thick eyebrows and roast it to eat!

Wherever the hurricane went, the trees six or seven feet tall were instantly shattered, and lightning and thunder could be seen in the night sky in a huge wind wheal, and the whistling and shaking turned the entire forest upside down. Birds and beasts flew in shock, wanting to destroy the heavens and the earth!

Wind Slain smirked cruelly. There are thousands of ways to kill people, and now I want the two of them to be tortured.

Feng Slash, who was full of tyrannical pleasure in his heart, raised his hands and prepared to control the spell, allowing Lin Shuangchen to see the scene of the man in his arms being torn into pieces of flesh. But right now. Feng Slash made a movement in his hand, and suddenly turned his head to look at the north, his face full of horror.

A vague red light flashed from the sky, and after a few breaths, the red light flashed out again, which was very obvious in the night sky. Such a noticeable change can be seen from such a distance, and you can see how fast the red light is advancing!

The demon beast Feng's heart sank, and he pinched the law with his hands, wanting to subdue Lin Shuangchen, who had lost his ability to resist as soon as possible. But the red rays that were far away in the sky a moment ago had already flown in front of them. Before I could see who it was, a roar that seemed to resound through the heavens and the earth had already arrived.

"Die!"

This loud shout has the momentum of a flood bell and a big lu, and the place where the sound originates forms a shock wave visible to the naked eye. The dense jungle where he passed was like dead grass and lay down, and in an instant it had rushed to his eyes with a thunderous momentum.

Feng Slaughter had never sacrificed the magic weapon before, but it was too late to have an idea at this time. The figure in the air was as if it had been hit by a transparent mallet, one moment it was still floating in the air, and the next moment it had already flown upside down nearly a hundred feet away. The bee colony in the distance was also affected, and a small half of the black bees disappeared in an instant.

The red rays that were still in the distance at the same time emitted a slightly smaller red light. Follow the trajectory of the Wind Scarf as it was knocked away.

The out-of-control Super Hurricane quickly became unstable, weakening in power and staggering at the same time. Countless black shadows could be seen in the night sky, and broken tree trunks, rocks, and various creatures that had been affected fell from the sky. The burst of red light flew to the side with a twist, and caught one of the black shadows steadily.

At this moment, the red light dispersed, and it was Liu Wenzhong, who was dressed in a scholar's robe, and his sword eyebrows were upside down, and he was full of fighting spirit!

After receiving the news of Lin Shuangchen's attack, Liu Wenzhong did not delay for a moment, and immediately set off all the way south. It's just that there is no specific direction, and this forest is so vast that Liu Wenzhong let go of his divine sense all the way and almost swept the forest in the south.

Fortunately, after going deep into the jungle, I was lucky to find some corpses of Xuan bees and lone Xuan bees that had not yet had time to clean up, so I tracked them all the way here. The number of black bees that attacked the Qiyun Dragon Turtle at the beginning was more than ten times that of now, and Liu Wenzhong didn't pay attention to these black water bees at all.

Liu Wenzhong caught Lin Shuangchen, did not stop, volleyed in the air, and came to the place where Yang Xiu was thrown out in just one step, but he could release his divine sense to probe around, but Liu Wenzhong's brows were tightly furrowed.

What about people?

Fang Cai himself would never be mistaken, Yang Xiu was thrown in this direction, how could he disappear?

Liu Wenzhong, who was in doubt, let go of his divine sense, and instantly covered the jungle within a radius of several miles, and after a while, the solemn color on his face became even stronger: Could it be that this forest is strange?

Liu Wenzhong did not hesitate, first investigated Lin Shuangchen's injury, confirmed that there was no major problem, and then took out a pill to help him take it. Placing Lin Shuangchen flat on the flying sword, Liu Wenzhong prepared to search the vicinity thoroughly.

At this moment, Liu Wenzhong seemed to be aware and turned his head to look south. A red light shot out from a distance, and it stopped firmly in front of Liu Wenzhong, it was the flying sword that Liu Wenzhong had released to pursue the wind slaughter before.

The pale red blade was stained with a little green liquid, but Liu Wenzhong's gaze looked into the distance beyond the flying sword, and his face was grim. Countless dense points of light swarmed from the south, and one roar after another could be faintly heard, making people shudder in the dark night. (A good activity for pie in the sky, cool mobile phones are waiting for you to take!Follow up ~ Dian/Chinese network public account (WeChat add friends - add public account - enter qdread), participate now! Everyone has a prize, now immediately pay attention to qdread WeChat public account!) (To be continued)