"Whew~~"

With a terrible wolf howl, it resounded through the mountains and forests.

Hua Rong's eyes were full of red blood, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his feet tapped the tree trunk and jumped down.

Fly towards Yun Yanchu.

Yun Yanchu looked at the silver-edged snow wolf that fell with him, blood splashed on her face, blurring her vision.

She squinted her eyes in the direction where Hua Rong was, and happened to see a little ink approaching her.

Fortunately, this madman still knows some measure...... Don't let her be stoned to death.

Thinking of this, the string in Yun Yanchu's head seemed to be broken.

His eyes drooped, and he was completely plunged into darkness.

And the moment she closed her eyes, a cyan long sword came out of thin air, colliding head-on with the body of the silver-edged snow wolf, sending it to a big tree not far away.

A cloud of ink rose into the air to catch Yun Yanchu.

The moment Hua Rong approached Yun Yanchu, he took off his coat and wrapped Yun Yanchu inside.

The two of them landed slowly.

Looking at Yun Yanchu, who was weak in his arms, vague scenes suddenly flashed in Hua Rong's mind.

His heart suddenly ached, and there was a trace of irrepressible tyranny in his originally calm eyes.

Hua Rong squinted his eyes and looked in the direction where the Silver Blade Snow Wolf was, his eyes brewing something.

In the blink of an eye, the countless steel needles condensed from the fur of the silver-edged snow wolf that smashed to the ground shattered, turning into countless tiny ice picks floating in the air.

Without any warning, countless ice picks stabbed towards the Silverblade Snow Wolf's body, piercing it with holes and blood.

Hua Rong retracted his gaze and walked forward with Yun Yanchu in his arms.

The moment his body disappeared into the mountain forest, the corpse of the silver-edged snow wolf exploded and turned into a mess of minced meat, adding a touch of red to the forest.

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The main peak hall of the Qianying Sect.

In the palace, where the perennial sunlight cannot penetrate, the ink veil is gathered at this time.

The dark clouds that had shrouded the Dry Netherworld Sect before leaving finally smashed down the rain that had accumulated for a long time after a muffled thunder.

The sound of the rain resounded through the heavens and the earth, accompanied by the rumbling of muffled thunder.

The entire palace became silent, as if even the sound of breathing could be heard

In the silence of the palace, a child of about ten years old lay on a bed that was very different in size from her.

Hua Rong stood beside the bed, looking at Yun Yanchu's immaculate arm, if it weren't for the holes in his clothes and the remaining bloodstains, who would have imagined that half an hour ago, this arm had been pierced by the claws of the demon beast and tore off a piece of flesh.

The little guy in front of him was not as lively as before, and his little face was sickly pale.

Quietly closed his eyes, a bloodless small mouth slightly pursed, and seemed to be very unstable.

Huarong's inky eyes reflected the villain in front of him.

He stretched out his right index finger and touched the right half of Yun Yanchu's face, his eyes brewing with mixed emotions.

With a wave of his hand, he lowered the ink veil that filled the hall, blocking the light again.

Turn around and stride away.

……

When Yun Yanchu woke up again, there were two people sitting beside him, Shen Nanzhou and Mo Zhifan.

As soon as he saw her open her eyes, Shen Nanzhou immediately stood up and shouted, "Doctor Sun! Yan Chu she woke up! ”

"It's coming, it's coming!" Sun Xiyi, who was taking a lunch break in the outer hall, hurriedly ran in when he heard Shen Nanzhou's call.

Mo Zhifan stretched out his hand to help Yun Yanchu up, and put two pillows behind her.

As soon as Sun Xi ran in, he collided with Yun Yanchu's gaze.

He opened his mouth, and before he could say anything, he received a warning look from Yun Yanchu.

The salutation to the lips is forcibly transformed.

"Is the little fairy chief unwell?"

Sun Xi stepped forward with his trademark smirk, took out the pulse pillow from the cloth bag around his waist, and motioned for Yun Yanchu to put his hand on it.

Facing Yun Yanchu's familiar face, Sun Xi turned his back to the others and showed a reluctant smile.

In the past few years, he is no longer the Sun Physician of the Holy Medical Hall, but one of the managers in charge of medicine within the Yan Ming Division.

Facing his top boss, Sun Xi put pressure on his pulse.

In the past few years, he has become Yun Yanchu's exclusive physician, and after he left the Holy Medical Hall, Shen Nanzhou asked him if he wanted to come to the Qianying Sect as a resident physician.

The income is definitely much more than in the Holy Doctor's Hall.

But Sun Xi had already entered Yan Mingsi, so naturally he couldn't agree.

However, because of this incident, Shen Nanzhou glanced at him.

Sun Xi didn't say anything to death, but told Shen Nanzhou that if Yun Yanchu was unwell, he could come to him to take a look.

No, except for the days when he went up the mountain, Yun Yanchu, who had never been sick, had an "illness" this time.

Before Yun Yanchu woke up, Sun Xi didn't dare to tell Shen Nanzhou accurately what was wrong with Yun Yanchu.

Now that Yun Yanchu has woken up, although Sun Xi is ostensibly taking her pulse, he is actually already asking Yun Yanchu how to tell them.

Under Yun Yanchu's guidance, Sun Xi also knew how to tell the two.

He withdrew his hand to check the pulse, cleared his throat and looked at the two of them and said, "Little Immortal Chief, this is because of the physical weakness caused by the excessive consumption of spiritual power, so try not to use spiritual power in the past two days." ”

As soon as Sun Xi's voice fell, Shen Nanzhou and Mo Zhifan looked at each other, blaming Huarong for the reason.

Yesterday, when Huarong Chuanyin and the two came to take Yun Yanchu away, Yun Yanchu was already like this.

The two didn't know what Hua Rong had done with Yun Yanchu, but as soon as this incident came out, the two couldn't fully trust Hua Rong to teach Yun Yanchu alone

It's just that before the two of them could figure out a way to let Hua Rong no longer teach alone, Hua Rong spread the news of the retreat.

When they learned the news, the two brothers were relieved.

Looking at Yun Yanchu, who was no longer in serious trouble under Sun Xi's treatment, the two of them also consciously took on the responsibility of teaching the exercises.

In the blink of an eye, another few months have passed.

This day is more special, first Huarong went out of the customs, and then Chu Wanjun, who had been away from Qianming for many years, came with news, saying that he was rushing back.

Huarong's performance after leaving the customs is completely different from that before the exit.

First of all, the eyes of people have changed to a certain extent, as if the indifferent appearance in the past was the memory of everyone.

Then there was his main hall, where all the ink yarn was burned, and the great hall, which had not seen the light for many years, was also rediscovered.

The occurrence of these two events undoubtedly indicates the rebirth of the Qianming people.

Shen Nanzhou and Mo Zhifan tacitly went to the main hall, and after two hours of talking, the two walked out of the main hall with smiles, which was a scene that had never been seen before.

The occurrence of this incident also made Yun Yanchu determine the rebirth of Huarong.

Over the past few years, Yun Yanchu has been studying the law of rebirth between them.

She couldn't confirm when Chu Wanjun and Mo Zhifan were reborn, but Shen Nanzhou was reborn under the witness of Yun Yanchu.

Half a year after she came to Qianming, Shen Nanzhou came to the side hall as before, but the change in temperament that was very different from yesterday still made people feel unusual.

With just one glance, Yun Yanchu determined the rebirth of Shen Nanzhou.