"Lu Chaoyan came back from the dead?!"

The plot really can't be changed and confronted!

Sang Ling was stunned suddenly, her throat was fishy, and the suffocation came back.

The heart veins that had been hung up by the power of medicine just now were already overwhelmed, and the Mirror of Retrospective Migration was momentarily confused by the powerful beating, and only focused on repairing the injury. But I don't want the ghost woman to be a good person at all, she has been calculating from beginning to end, and curing the sick and saving people is just a pretense.

Now, with strong emotional ups and downs, all the truths that have come and gone like a storm have weighed down the fragile heart for a long time.

The power of the medicine quickly wears off, and the heart is fragile again.

In the next second, she only saw an overwhelming amount of blood in front of her, and countless blood came out of her throat, and it was sprayed on Xie Hanzhou's clothes without spitting out.

And Xie Hanzhou was facing the blood on his face, and he seemed to freeze in place.

At this moment, all the moments froze, and he didn't even know when the communication jade pendant would hang up.

At the same time, the Heavenly Dao Sect held a grand banquet, which Xuan Chengzi personally presided over, to celebrate Lu Chaoyan's return to the world and complete resurrection.

……

On the other side, there was a gloomy mist.

Sang Ling suddenly fell to the ground with serious injuries, making everyone crazy!

Hanging Mo almost broke free from the immortal rope in a self-harming way, and the first thing he did was snatched from Xie Hanzhou's hand.

No, Xie Hanzhou didn't care about his attack at all, fighting for injuries, and still firmly grasping the person in his arms, he didn't want to let go at all.

In the end, a few demon soldiers who stayed in place and watched from a distance saw that the situation was not right, and immediately notified Da Mao.

Da Mao made a quick decision and stopped the hanging ink that was about to go crazy.

Hanging ink and blood attacked, he didn't want to hear it at all, he only recognized one thing, that is, Xie Hanzhou asked his honor to be like this, he must kill Xie Hanzhou.

Seeing that he was going crazy, Xie Hanzhou smiled coldly and said directly:

"If you kill me, your lord will not be able to save me at all!"

The bottom of the kettle is drawn, and the hanging ink is completely extinguished.

The rest of the demon clan looked at each other, Xie Hanzhou no longer ignored the constant urging of the disciples of the Dao Sect on the day of the communication jade pendant, and directly smashed the communication jade pendant to the ground, turned around and followed the demon clan back to the mountain fog forest.

Da Mao listened to the advice of the demon clan over there, and had a headache, and on the other hand, he was worried about the serious injury of his honor, and his heart was like frying.

Ah Ran held the teacup and opened his mouth slowly:

"Two days ago, didn't the Lesan real person of the Xianyang Sect still ask about His Majesty's injury? In my opinion, it is close to Zezhou, and it is safe for Zun Shang, so it will not be Xie Hanzhou to find our lair, so it is better to let Zun go to Xianyang Sect. ”

Da Mao turned around twice, stomped his feet and made this suggestion:

"Messenger! Inform Lesan Zhenren of this, for the sake of today's plan, we must put the safety of the Venerable First place! ”

On the side of the communication jade pendant, the demon clan generals got the idea, immediately turned around, and immediately took the Venerable and the evil god Xie Hanzhou to the Xianyang Sect together.

Here, as soon as Da Mao hung up the communication jade pendant, he looked up and saw Ah Ran throw away the teacup and go straight out, he was shocked:

"Aran, what are you going to do?"

Ah Ran didn't reply:

"Your Excellency's safety is important, I will personally go over to take care of and heal."

As he spoke, he had stepped directly out of the threshold, and his back quickly disappeared outside the door.

Da Mao smiled bitterly:

"It's really a mess of cooking into a pot of porridge."

The green waist happened to come in, and it was a little strange that he only caught half of the sentence:

"Porridge? Do you want to drink porridge? ”

Da Mao shook his head and immediately said:

"Green Waist, you tell the pharmacy to give all the medicines prepared for His Holiness to Ah Ran to bring with him, and at the same time tell him that if there is anything, you must send a message to me to discuss."

The green waist immediately responded and went down to do it.

Da Mao looked at the empty houses around him, and there was a depressed dull feeling in the carved fence and jade masonry, which had already been recognized by Kun Zu, and he had reappeared in the Inheritance Ceremony, why was the injury so serious this time?

Da Mao can't figure it out, and Lesan real people can't figure it out.

Ah Ran was farther away in the end, and it was Sang Ling and his party who rushed to the Xianyang Sect first.

When Le San Zhenren heard the disciple's message, he was first overjoyed, and then he was shocked, and when he saw Sang Ling's situation, that surprise turned into fear.

He moved his fingers away from the pulse of his wrist, and looked at Xie Hanzhou, who was like a widower who was dying of his wife, and hesitated and whispered:

"How can this vein be so fragile? I heard that the medical cultivators sent by the demon clan are about to arrive, and I don't know if they have any way. ”

Xie Hanzhou thought of the countless elixirs fed into Sang Ling's mouth along the way, but he could only take a rough breath. The worry in his heart intensified, and his face was as cold as frost for a while.

Le San Zhenren touched his arm and silently left a distance, only to feel farther away from the cold air.

Then he looked at the other hanging ink that was coiled like a hungry wolf at the head of the bed.

Lesan Zhenren: "......"

Looking at each other, Hanging Mo took the lead in opening his mouth, but the conversation was directed at Xie Hanzhou's position:

"Xie Xianjun, I don't know yet. The person who has been hiding in the shadows is Su Luo. ”

Xie Hanzhou was stunned.

As if he had finally found the hypocrite in front of him, the corners of his mouth grinned, and he hooked up viciously:

"Su Luo, in fact, is the ghost city lord Tianshu, and it was he who brought the Venerable to the ghost market and was trapped in an enchantment without aura. If it weren't for him, His Holiness wouldn't have fallen to this point. ”

The man on the bed breathes weakly again. It's as if the previous improvement is about to disappear.

Xie Hanzhou's gaze fell on the face that was wrapped in brocade, and seeing that her lips were blue and her eyes were also blue and black, he understood that her heart was a little weaker than the one just now.

The hand in the sleeve slowly clenched into a fist, could it be Su Luo?

His half-brother, Su Luo?

A sense of immediacy came over him, and after a little thought, he realized that the starting point of everything the other party did was only to take revenge on him. But later, he was all around Sang Ling, so what was his purpose?

Hanging Mo finally had a flaw in the enemy, what he did was not to stop, but to pursue the victory, he coldly added a straw to Xie Hanzhou's rapidly fluctuating emotions, wanting to take the opportunity to overwhelm this camel.

"Your Excellency was persecuted by the Heavenly Pivot, and it is very likely that the matter of the heart is the hand of the ghost woman! Tianshu and the ghost woman fought, and the ghost woman used a bowl of decoction to deceive Tianshu's heart, wanting to kill two birds with one stone and weaken Tianshu, and the way to prompt it was in the wound of Tianshu's heart, I think it should be three birds now! ”

"Kill the Demon Ancestor directly and continue to realize their plan."

Xie Hanzhou opened his mouth, and the truth was directly told in a waveless voice.

There was not the slightest surprise on Hanging Mo's face, he was firmly around Sang Ling from beginning to end, intimidating all threats who wanted to get closer.

In his opinion, Xie Hanzhou is also among them.

Xie Hanzhou looked back at the other party's eyes that implied murderous intent, and his momentum did not give in at all.

Lesan Zhenren was caught in the middle, with a bitter face.

He opened his mouth a few times to try to persuade him, but these two were just kung fu to beat his mouth, and the rest did not use knives or guns, and even did not use his hands and limbs to rub his limbs, which made him not easy to persuade.

And the words and words of the hanging ink are to poke Xie Hanzhou's heart, Le Sanzhen scratched his head in distress, thinking that if it wasn't for Sang Ling here, then Xie Hanzhou would have already gone in and out with a white knife and a red knife, and solved your brush.

Yes, Lesan Zhenren has already seen the difference between Xie Hanzhou now, like a beast released from the prison, there is no previous suppression and restraint on his body, and his momentum is amazingly terrifying.

He just carried Sang Ling into this guest peak, and in an instant, there was no doubt that the disciples were active on this peak, and even the bird didn't dare to call.

Xie Hanzhou is already so powerful, but the hanging ink is more like a hungry wolf without a leash.

Left and right, it's not easy to mess with. Lesan Zhenren couldn't help but faint himself, and let Li Yi, the big injustice, replace him.

After thinking about it in his mind, the situation in front of him has changed dramatically.

I don't know what Xie Hanzhou said, Hanging Mo had already stood up, and the Tang knife in his hand was straight ahead, and he was about to make a move:

"Xie Hanzhou, you have time to grind here, why don't you go to the ghost market, kill Tianshu, and avenge your honor!"

Le San Zhenren hurriedly stopped the knife, frightened:

"If you do it, my house will be finished, rest your breath, young man."

Xie Hanzhou is still adding fuel to the fire:

"If you have the ability, you should have directly killed the seriously injured Tianshu when you were in the ghost market before, why should you bark in front of me."

The ghost market has been closed, and it is impossible to enter it, and Hanging Mo is now only provoking him and wanting him to leave.

But he knew that if he left easily, the first thing Hanging Mo did was to take Sang Ling back to the Bishan Fog Forest, so that her life would really be in danger.

He has a way to restore Sang Ling, but this method is too shocking and will not be allowed by the demon clan, so he can't propose it now, the only thing he can do is to protect Sang Ling under his nose and watch it tightly.

Hanging Mo sneered, pulled the scabbard of the Tang knife out of Le Sanzhen's hand, and continued to face Xie Hanzhou's position:

"Don't you dare? What about Tianshu, as long as there is a threat to the existence of the Venerable, I will kill it, which naturally includes you, Xie Xianjun, and Xie Hanzhou. ”

"Hanging ink, as it should be."

In the oblique thorn, a voice came from outside, the person who came was dressed in plain robes, like willows in spring, fresh and elegant, but his eyes swept over Xie Hanzhou's position, obviously cold, and brought out dislike.

Xie Hanzhou looked at the demonic aura on his body, and there were a lot of medicine bags hanging on his belt, and he understood that this demon must be a demon clan sent by the Bishan Fog Forest.

He immediately stepped out of the way, no longer like the edge that he was fighting with Hanging Mo just now, and he only had to worry about Sang Ling.

He said:

"It took me countless treasures to barely hold on to that heart and hold on to my last breath."

Ah Ran walked straight to the position of the bed, picked up the wrist, and gently clasped it, his pulse floated underneath, but his expression became more and more solemn.

When he opened his eyes, his eyes shot at Xie Hanzhou's position like a sword:

"It stands to reason that this heart will never suddenly deteriorate to this extent, what did you say to Your Excellency! made her emotionally fluctuate, and she also had the will to die! ”

Xie Hanzhou's pupils shrank, thinking of the previous words and Lu Chaoyan's awakening, his heart completely sank into the ice water, and his body was cold.

In the next second, a cold light pierced over, and at the end of the blade was the fierce and crazy eyes of the hanging ink:

"Xie Hanzhou, you did it! What did you say to Your Holiness? ”

Xie Hanzhou dodged sideways, and the wound on his left shoulder, which had finally scabbed over, all burst and exploded at this time, and countless blood streams flowed non-stop.

His face was pale, but he didn't even breathe a little, raised his palm and struck it, slamming away the second knife that was about to stab him next.

For a moment, the room was filled with the sound of blades breaking through the air, and there were crumbs and rags everywhere they went.

Except around the bed, there is a battlefield.

Seeing that Xie Hanzhou was covered in blood, Ah Ran retracted his eyes with satisfaction and continued to heal with his pulse.

Le Sanzhen swept everything into his eyes, silently lit a wax for Xie Hanzhou, shrank to the edge of the bed, and didn't dare to speak.