The atmosphere in the arena is becoming more and more tense, and the number of mysterious people is visibly decreasing.

More disciples of the Ye family and the Heavenly Dao Sect got out and attacked Sang Ling and the Great Demon's position, Sang Ling was repelling several waves of attacks, and he had to deal with Lu Chaoyan's fierce moves, which had already lasted to the end.

In the afterglow, the big demon was besieged by more disciples, and it was bloody for a while.

The corners of Sang Ling's lips collapsed into a straight line, raised his foot and kicked away Lu Chaoyan's sword move, and at the same time threw out a scroll of painting scrolls in his hand, with a flash of inspiration, the big demon had been included in the painting scroll, and the moves attacked by the disciple were empty, and one of the swords just stabbed at the painting axis, and when he heard a sound, the canvas was cut out by the powerful spiritual power.

Sang Ling's throat was fishy, she bit the tip of her tongue hard, and the powerful pain repelled the black curtain in front of her, she raised her hand and urged the aura to recall the painting scroll, and then she didn't have time to check the hole and threw it directly into the storage bag.

At this time, there were only a few mysterious people in the field, but the attack in front of her was surging towards her with the disappearance of the big demon.

Sang Ling only felt that the sword in her hand was getting heavier and heavier, and there were more and more disgusted cold eyes in front of her, and she slowly felt that her breathing was getting louder and louder......

Suddenly, finding a gap, Lu Chaoyan's left index finger and middle finger together, swiped into the air, and pinched out a spell out of thin air, the rune was complex and dizzy, looking more powerful than ordinary charms. She took out her sword in one hand, but the spirit rune in the other hand was being lit up by the aura, and the powerful aura was slowly accumulating.

Sang Ling felt a chill down her spine after a glance, and the spirit sword in her hand brushed a few swords to block Lu Chaoyan's attack, and at the same time, her left hand stretched out, wanting to interrupt the opponent's spell casting.

Lu Chaoyan smiled coldly, his hand was loosened, and with a flash of inspiration, the spell actually disappeared into the air.

Sang Ling's hand was empty, and he suddenly felt that his breath was vaguely locked, like a man's back.

She immediately put the aura perception to the maximum, and at the same time used the sword in her hand to deal with Lu Chaoyan's attack, but before she could feel it, she heard a bang, and her body shook and fell to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood, she barely stood on her knees, only to feel the pain like a huge mountain pressure sweeping over.

At the same time, she felt that the magic weapon of the disguised aura on her body had been broken, and now her face had returned to her true appearance.

"Sang Ling?!"

Lu Chao's face was ugly, the hilt of the sword in his hand was clenched, and the two nails that he had proudly maintained were broken, and he didn't notice it. She stared at the familiar and disgusting face in front of her, and then her heart trembled with fear in her bones:

"No, you're not her, you don't have a red mole with a life and death charm in your eyebrows." Speaking of this, she paused for a few seconds, and then took a tight breath before exhaling an even more terrifying guess: "Lin Ling...... You're still not dead. ”

"Are you in pity that I didn't die in the forbidden land? I'm sorry, but Hades said that I died unjustly, so let me come up and seek revenge on my enemies. ”

Sang Ling smiled and added the other party's next sentence, and there was blood between her words.

Lu Chaoyan's face turned as white as snow, and a few disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect heard the conversation with their ears, and their eyes fell with unknown meaning.

"Lin Ling?"

"It's the Lin Ling who loved Senior Brother Xie with all her heart back then......"

"It's her?! Didn't she say that she had already run away and died outside? ”

"Shhhh Who knows if it's true or not? ”

"Senior Sister Lu's face is not good-looking......"

The melee in the field is coming to an end, and there is not much left of the mystery man. But the crowd was not in a hurry to come over to encircle and suppress, but only circled, whispering and discussing.

Sang Ling didn't want to think about her ending, she checked the mirror of retrospection, and found that the mirror energy had been fed back to a layer now, but it was far from enough.

She slowly exhaled a breath and was about to find an opportunity to escape when the time came, but unexpectedly, a sound of breaking through the air came and was about to shoot directly into her heart.

She wanted to use her aura to dodge quickly, she didn't want to be crushed by severe pain and sweat, and she couldn't move, and she watched the arrow blade get closer and closer, and it was already in front of her in the blink of an eye.

She closed her eyes slightly, not wanting to look at the red sky. It was pitch black in front of me, and there was a dead silence in my ears.

Suddenly, a crisp sound of "ding" cleared all the dead silence, and when I opened my eyes, I saw a cold light of the moon in front of my eyes drawing a silver light, and the eyes of the person who came were as cold as ice and frost flashed, and a sword cut through the arrow like a bamboo, and the arrow feather fell to the ground, and it trembled non-stop, which showed the great power.

But it still can't compare to the sword of the person who struck.

Sang Ling closed her eyes slightly, being saved by this person, it was better to let the arrow just now pierce herself, so that she would die out of sight and out of mind.

A pair of plain white boots stood in front of him, and Sang Ling's black hair covered her face without looking up.

The person who came sighed secretly, bent down and stretched out his hand, ready to help the person.

Suddenly, the sound of breaking the air stabbed more rapidly, and then the second and third ...... Countless ways.

The other party was going to kill him, Sang Ling only felt a terrible scream around him, and there were countless disciples with arrows, and the arrows were not missing, and they were hit by hundreds of shots.

She smiled slightly bitterly, just now she was able to pick up a life under this arrow, it was really a big fate.

The cold and biting death qi gradually surged into her body, making her unable to move for half a minute, and her eyes gradually blurred, like a layer of water curtain.

For a long time, or just a moment, someone seemed to hug her horizontally, and then gently stroked the emanation on her face, and the aura poured into her body to dispel the dead qi that had gathered and persisted.

"Ah Ling, don't close your eyes......"

A little cold incense was blown up by the night wind and floated all over the body.

However, at this moment, even greater chaos suddenly broke out in the field, and in a hurry, she felt that she was being robbed, and in the fierce fight, she was soon changed hands and planted into the embrace of a fragrant grass and trees.

"You're finally here......"

Feeling the familiar breath, my body slowly relaxed, and I fell asleep.

The man tightened his arms, and a trace of gloom crossed his eyes.

……

When she realized it again, she only smelled a strong fragrance of begonias, but the flowers were too fragrant, as if they had been crumpled and refined into a highly pure perfume, and they were so thick that they only felt disgusting.

She moved her body and wanted to vomit, but her body didn't move. I swallowed my saliva, but even the bone seams hurt between my breaths, the injuries of the spell were not good, and after not being healed for a long time, the dead air had penetrated into the meridian texture, and every breath was unbearable.

Her consciousness became more blurred, and her fingers shrunk, feeling the soft fabric slip through her fingers.

Be...... It is a good cotton quilt on the bed.

Not a nine-story tower, not a prison, where was she taken?

Her whole body shook slightly, and she couldn't tell whether she was dizzy or the ground was shaking, she only felt that her head was getting more and more dizzy, and she lost consciousness in an instant.

In a corner of the cabin, a man in a fancy costume moved his sleeves, poured another glass of wine on the low table next to him, tilted his head and poured it into his mouth, and the spicy wine pierced all the way into his belly, blowing up more sobriety. Xiaoyue Xingchen's eyes clearly printed the outline of the person on the opposite bed, and he did not move for a long time.

Next to the bed, there is a white jade bottle, and a begonia flower is obliquely inserted at the mouth of the bottle, releasing the fragrance of flowers with psychedelic power in the quiet night.

White jade begonia, light fragrance into dreams, rich dreams.

At this point, the floral fragrance is close to the extreme.

Soon, Sang Ling felt a deeper cold air coming out of her bones, and she only felt that her body was fluttering lightly, as if she had become A Piao, and she was drilling out of her body, floating lightly into the air.

There is a dark path around, which is very difficult to walk. There was a dead silence all around, and the large and small dirt bags seemed to have come to the cemetery.

Sang Ling: ???

"Really?"

The sound is like a breath sound, and the ears can't hear the echo.

Sang Ling felt even more strange, and said a few words in succession, only to find out that this was really the case.

She was forced to accept this new setting, and then walked, Ou no, it was a floating circle, only to find that she couldn't get out at all, and the scenery around her was exactly the same, and she couldn't see any changes.

"So after death, is this what it looks like?"

She was a little curious for a while, and looked around, but found that she couldn't touch anything, so she reached over and pinched a void. It's very consistent with the memory, and the state of ghosts was talked about in the TV series.

She was having fun, not much of the grief of sudden death, just a faint rush in her head, reminding her of something very important. She tried to think about it a few times, but she couldn't remember it, so she gave up completely and lay down in peace.

Soon, the floral fragrance became more intense.

Sang Ling quickly thought of something that should be cooked, and she looked at the position of her heart.

"The Mirror of Retrospectiveness, I'm dead, who should I hand you over?"

The mirror of retrospective thought did not respond at all, and it seemed that it was still asleep because of the low mirror.

Sang Ling said to herself, her body was light and fluttering, and it was so comfortable that she seemed to be shaking in the water.

"There are no close demon clans around me, Lesan Zhenren is a monk who can't give it, Da Mao Aran's cultivation is too low, and his heart is not good, and he can't keep it if he gives it...... None of them can do it. ”

Many memories wandered through his mind, and finally froze on a person's face, Sang Ling stroked his palm and smiled:

"Then leave it to Su Luo, he has a strong heart, even if his cultivation is not high, but he belongs to the demon clan, and the mirror energy of the mirror of retrospective migration will definitely make him strong."

As he spoke, there seemed to be some force urging.

Sang Ling directly raised her hand to cover her heart, and the mirror of tracing in her body was urged to prepare to leave.

The physical strength continued to flow, and the heart began to ache, but the brass-colored halo lit up like a candle flame, and the light that was not dazzling slowly illuminated a small square of the world.

She still didn't realize the heaviness of her body and the death qi that gradually surfaced, increasing the strength of the Mirror of Extraction, and her eyes instantly went black and she lost consciousness.

But the mirror body slowly emerged from the heart, and there was a clear mirror appearance. And in the next second, the outline is getting clearer and clearer......

The dark clouds of the silent night sky flowed, and the moon was obscured by large clusters of clouds, and the earth was shrouded in a layer of darkness.

Countless people and horses rushed through the streets and alleys, searching for the fugitives from the nine-story tower. In the past, caravans and merchant ships were all searched and inspected one by one, and they were never let go.

The crowded boats on the river were all stuck together, and the surrounding vendors were holding up the canopy boats, not daring to see the groups of disciples with weapons on the river in the city, and they could only leave the city after the disciples of the sect family had searched the palm-sized cabin.

Two or three acquaintances were lining up and whispering—

"This is to rip up the ground, drain the river and search people out, what the hell are you doing, so powerful?"

"I heard that I robbed the nine-story tower and rescued the demon clan."

"There was a lot of commotion that day, my cousin was working in the Ye family's disciples, I heard that the Ye family and the Heavenly Dao Sect died a lot that day, and in the end they were run away by that person."

"So powerful?!"

There was a gasping sound, and it was clear that everyone around was eavesdropping.

There are many families in Zezhou, and the mortals have a little more freedom from the lower levels in these competitions, and they are much bolder than the hegemonic Dongzhou of the Heavenly Dao Sect.

The hawkers heard that the people around them were listening, but they didn't care at all, and continued to talk in louder voices.

"This demon clan, the family has been shouting and killing for so many years, and the big guys are used to it, but it is unusual for this sudden appearance to save the demon."

"yes, with such a big stance, I don't know where I fled."

The surface of the water was leisurely, crumpling the moonlight.

In the cabin, Sang Ling was still asleep, and the outline of the Mirror of Retrospection had already appeared in his heart, and under the slightly thin fabric, the brass-colored glow was clearly revealed.

The footsteps sounded slowly, the curtain moved, and the curtain was hooked on both sides. The person who came sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the person on the couch with heavy eyebrows.