Yang Huanxi only felt a headache and tightness in his chest, and his head was blank.

A smell of flesh crept into his nose, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a roaring bonfire with the legs of two charred dripping animals on it.

The acrid smoke of the campfire, curling upwards and winding over the rooftops that sheltered from the wind and rain.

Yang Huanxi looked at the bonfire that burned wood "crackling", the pungent smoke stimulated memories to emerge one by one, she remembered that when the water was about to drown her, she grabbed Yan Chen's arm, and when she stirred a few times in the water, a wave sank her, and saw Xuan Yifan grab her clothes, and then ......

Yang Huanxi looked around with anxious eyes, the bonfire lit up the surroundings, and there was a person in the corner formed by the walls on the left and right, his head was lowered, his black hair was curtained to cover his face, and his black clothes were like a shadow.

Yang Huanxi's hoarse and weak voice trembled from his mouth along his rolling throat: "Yifan...... Elder brother? ”

"Your Brother Yifan is still outside." The man raised his pale face and said in a weak voice.

Yang Huanxi asked, "Yan Chen, tell me quickly, where did Brother Yifan go?!"

Yan Chen said, "I said, he's outside."

Yang Huanxi didn't say anything more, stood up hard, and walked out with heavy steps.

Yan Chen looked at her staggering body silently, and suddenly said at this moment: "Your current physical condition, do you still want to go?"

Yang Huanxi ignored it and continued to walk out.

Yan Chen said loudly: "I'll go with you!" After speaking, he got up, and when he walked past the campfire, he picked up the legs of two charred and dripping animals, walked up to Yang Huanxi, handed them to her, and said, "This is what he roasted for you, and you need physical strength to find your Yifan."

Yang Huanxi took one of the legs, took a bite, the delicious meat taste was like chewing wax in her mouth, and said, "Why do you want to go with me?"

Yan Chen picked up the torch in the bonfire and asked, "Then why did you save me?"

Yang Huanxi was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "If you want to save people, do you need a reason?"

"Then do I need a reason to help you?" Yan Chen walked out of the house, and there was a courtyard outside the house, and there was a well and a dead tree in the courtyard.

Yan Chen turned his face and said to Yang Huanxi, "I'm walking in front, and you're walking behind."

The moonlight was hazy on the undulating earth, the wind was blowing, and the branches and leaves of the trees were humming some kind of beautiful nursery rhyme.

The flames lit up Yan Chen on the torch, and Yang Huanxi was three meters around the two.

"Brother Yifan—Brother Yifan—"

Yang Huanxi's voice echoed in the darkness, and in the interval between calling, she heard a rustling sound, like someone sneaking through the woods and grass.

She stopped calling, staring at the darkness on the left, and was about to open her mouth to remind Yan Chen, when she saw a pair of turquoise eyes.

"Whew!"

A fishy wind blew in his face, and a black shadow rushed straight towards him, it was a dark night leopard.

"Die!" With a light reprimand, the ink night leopard was hit by a purple light on the left waist, flew to the tree trunk on the right, and fell, with a terrible scream. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a pool of purple water, leaving only a demon pill, and then it was swallowed by the bold demon beast.

Yan Chen didn't look at Yang Huanxi's grateful gaze, looked around with a solemn gaze, and said, "The torch is going out, go back first."

As soon as the two of them exited the forest, they heard the sound of trees collapsing, the roars of birds and animals, and they looked to the left, but they could see nothing, only darkness, and only chaos.

"Brother Yifan!" Yang Huanxi shouted and ran, and Yan Chen followed.

……

A beam of moonlight swept across the bucket-thick trunk and made a "whoosh" sound, and the bucket-thick trunk toppled and slid to the ground with a dull sound.

A pair of black cloth shoes landed on the stump of a tree that was as smooth as a mirror, and in the moonlight, the man was all black, and held a sword that glittered with cold light. The man looked around, and suddenly a sword swung out, a sword qi swung out, and a big tree toppled again.

The man let out a dull laugh: "Humph! Just hide! Xuan Yifan! "One jump came to the branch, and several jumps disappeared.

Xuan Yifan sat on the thick tree and leaned against the trunk, wiping the sweat from his face with one hand and holding the gun with the other. Try to calm your heart and breathe slowly.

The person just now was met not long after he entered the forest, Xuan Yifan just wanted to collect some firewood, and after picking it up for a while, suddenly his whole body tightened, his hair stood on end, and the sound of drums and horns sounded in his head.

Xuan Yifan didn't care about anything else, rolled on the spot, felt a cold wind blowing through his back, rolled out of this cold wind, and without looking at it, he stabbed him in the back.

With the sound of "dang", Xuan Yifan only felt an irresistible force coming from the body of the gun, and he himself turned a few more heels on the ground, crashing into the tree, the trunk creaked, and the leaves fell down.

Xuan Yifan only felt that the blood in his chest was surging and could not be suppressed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and before he could wipe the blood on the corner of his mouth, he heard a dull voice coming: "You are the weakest cultivator I have ever killed in the Xuan family."

Xuan Yifan raised his head and looked forward, under the hazy moonlight, this person was black, black shoes, black pants, black gloves, black clothes, and even his face was pitch black, and he couldn't see his facial features, like a shadow, only a pair of eyes were bright, sharp and full of murderous intent, just like the sword in this person's hand, the cold light was shining.

This person's cultivation is at least the innate fourfold.

Xuan Yifan thought to himself, reluctantly stood up, looked at the man in black who represented death, and let out a dull whisper like the will of death: "Go and die!"

"Choking", the sword came out of the sheath in response, and the sword light flashed!

The sword light is like moonlight, a soft moonlight, very soft, very beautiful, very slowly shining towards Xuan Yifan.

Xuan Yifan only felt that this sword light was like moonlight, very hard, very cold, and quickly galloping, Xuan Yifan faced this sword, took two steps forward, shook the spear, and shook out two spear flowers. The two big entangled spear flowers collided with this beam of sword light like moonlight, making two crisp sounds, bursting out of the sparks.

Xuan Yifan still didn't change the result of the last time this time, and flew backwards, but this time he didn't hit the tree, but bent his legs, stepped on the trunk of the tree with both feet, kicked hard, and flew up diagonally, flying directly to the top of the man in black's head one or two meters.

Xuan Yifan's eyes flashed with joy, and he directly stabbed out, and this shot turned into more than 20 cold stars like rain, falling on the body of the man in black.

As soon as the joy in Xuan Yifan's eyes flashed, it was gone, because none of the twenty or so cold stars fell on the body of the man in black, and they all hit the void, and with a "bang", the tree trunk fell, and the sword light flew away.

At this time, Xuan Yifan flipped to the ground after volleying, suddenly saw the distant sword light, turned back, and the momentum was unabated, Xuan Yifan decisively burrowed into the dense grass and forest......

"Brother Yifan—where are you?!"

Yang Huanxi's slightly anxious cry made Xuan Yifan's heart beat faster and his breathing was a little short, he knew that if the man in black heard Yang Huanxi's shout, he would inevitably attack her, how could Yang Huanxi be the opponent of the man in black? So he had to come out.

But he is not the opponent of the man in black, he still has to find his mother and sister who don't know how to live in the imperial capital, how can he die here?

"But can I really watch Huan die of joy?" Xuan Yifan muttered in a low voice, the expression on his face was struggling, and there were two voices in his head that kept instilling their thoughts in him.

"Wow! Wow! Wow! ”

The roar of the water attracted Xuan Yifan's attention, and he looked up and saw the man in black under the moon in the sky, his eyes were proud and magnificent.

The man in black raised his sword above his head with both hands, and the moonlight was gathering into silver glittering water, like a silver python, hovering around the man in black continuously.

The man in black suddenly spoke at this time, although his voice was still very low, but he was far away: "Xuan Yifan, if you don't come out, the two people below will definitely die in Huangquan." After saying that, his sword began to slowly lower, pointing diagonally downward, and Xuan Yifan lowered his head to see Yang Huanxi and Yan Chen.

Xuan Yifan was shocked, and through the cold moonlight, he could clearly see that although Yang Huanxi and Yan Chen were standing, they had already sunk three feet to the ground. Xuan Yifan bit and hammered the tree violently......

At this point, the wind stopped, and only the rattling of the water was.

The man in black had run out of patience, and he was murderous, only to hear one person: "You let these two go first, and I will come out."

The man in black said: "Hmph, you are not qualified to bargain, come out, if you don't come out, these two people will die."

Xuan Yifan walked out and said expressionlessly, "I came out and let the two go."

The man in black in the air did not speak, his sword was already pointed at Xuan Yifan, Xuan Yifan's face and neck were full of green tendons, and his feet immediately sank into the ground.

"Brother Yifan—poof!" Yang Huanxi shouted these three words, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the person fell to the ground.

Yan Chen pulled out his leg with difficulty, without saying a word, picked up Yang Huanxi and turned his head to leave.

It wasn't until Yan Chen's footsteps couldn't be heard in his ears that Xuan Yifan spoke: "Now I'm going to use my strongest and most uncontrollable shot to solve you." The voice was a little hurried, but with a determination to die.

The man in black and the sword began to move, and the silver python also moved, the sword fell in front, and the silver python also fell down.

Xuan Yifan faced this sword, this silver-light python, felt the sharpness of this sword, and felt the horror of this silver-light python. Xuan Yifan's heart warmed up, and he roared angrily: "Meteors outside the sky!"

In the long roar, the man rose from the ground, and the man and the gun seemed to have become one, like a light, a short but dazzling light.

The sword and the gun struck each other, and there was a deafening loud bang, and there was only a charred black within a hundred meters.

……

The little demon was running, running and running, until his eyes were red and his body was reddish.

The little demon is running in front, and Yang Yu, Li Shuiqing, and Wang Xuantong are chasing.

The branches "rattled", they ran too fast, and the branches made a crisp sound on their bodies.

Wang Xuantong couldn't hold it anymore, and shouted again: "It's been an hour, little demon, let's stop for a while!" She just shouted like this, but who knows, the little demon really stopped, stared straight ahead, let out a low roar in his throat, stretched his front legs forward, bent his body, and raised his tail high, like an arrow about to leave the string on a bowstring full of strength.

Yang Yu shouted and asked, "Who is it!"

There was a sound of squirming, and Wang Xuantong approached Li Shuiqing nervously.

After the sound stopped, a person came out, still holding a person in his arms, Yang Yu shouted excitedly as soon as he saw this person: "Joy!" ran over and immediately hugged Yang Huanxi.

Li Shuiqing and Wang Xuantong hurriedly came over, glanced at Yang Huanxi, who was unconscious, and asked in unison, "What's going on?" What about Qin Yifan? ”

"Qin ...... Yifan ...... He "Yan Chen said these five words with difficulty behind his fingers, and when he said this, there was a loud noise behind him.

The little demon let out a long howl and ran away, and Li Shuiqing and Wang Xuantong also hurriedly chased after him.