Ling Jingyao didn't speak, staring at Fang Yan with a complicated expression, silent.

"Don't think about it, it's the Spirit Hall Master who wants to kill me later, with his strength, even if you stay, you won't be able to help." Fang Yan seemed to know what she was thinking, and said with some bitterness: "You don't owe me anything, and besides, our friendship is not good enough for you to bury me." ”

Ling Jingyao smiled, smiling a little sadly, and she didn't know whether she agreed with his words or was hurt by his words.

"I'm not that great, and the reason why I asked you to leave is purely because I don't want you to die because of me." Fang Yan looked at her and said seriously: "If someone dies because of me, I will not be at ease in my life." ”

"I understand." Ling Jingyao nodded lightly, reached out and took the bag of demon pills, and then handed over the box containing the demon attraction grass, and said, "Be careful yourself." ”

After speaking, she was no longer hypocritical, her body moved, and she flew in the other direction, and the two separated left and right.

Being hunted down and killed by the Lord of the Spirit Palace, she knew better than anyone what it meant. This is not Linglong Island, if there is a chance, the hall master of the Spirit Hall will definitely kill her without hesitation. After all, in this place, even if the Spirit Hall Master really killed her, no one would know.

She didn't want to die, and she didn't want to die here like this inexplicably, so she chose to leave. Because she knew that even if she stayed, she wouldn't be able to help.

The dialect is right, their friendship is not good enough to allow her to be buried with her.

But why did you hesitate just now?

Can't bear to let him die like this? That's how it should be.

And only then did she know that Fang Yan was not panicking just now, but deliberately did not flee in the direction of the island, in order not to let the two people chasing behind her know their true whereabouts.

After flying a thousand feet away, she glanced back, then stopped, looking into the distance with a complicated expression.

Fang Yan's guess was correct, the two masters of the Spirit Hall were indeed running for him, and they did not change direction because of her departure.

Moments later, the figures of the three disappeared from her sight. She sighed inwardly and turned to leave.

Whether the dialect will survive this catastrophe, she does not know. All she remembered was that he said he wouldn't die so easily. But is that really the case?

……

Seeing that the two people behind him really abandoned Ling Jingyao and rushed to him, a sneer flashed in Fang Yan's eyes, and there was no surprise on his face, as if it had already been decided.

There are only two people on the other side, and they can only run to themselves. Otherwise, if you want to send someone to chase Ling Jingyao, it is not appropriate for anyone to go.

If you let the old man go, both of them are mid-term strength, even if he catches up with Ling Jingyao, it is impossible to help her, even if Ling Jing is invincible, but if he wants to escape, he can't stop it.

If you let the hall master of the Spirit Hall go, you may be able to kill Ling Jingyao, but it is obviously unrealistic to let Old Man Hou chase and kill him. Even if the old man catches up with him, it is also impossible to help him, on the contrary, he himself may suffer another big loss.

In this matter, Old Man Hou has become a dispensable character.

What's more, with Ling Jingyao's master here, he believed that even the Spirit Hall Master had to take care of one or two things, so they could only chase after him. Otherwise, even if he chased Ling Jingyao, he could really kill her, as long as he was alive, the news would spread sooner or later, and he would definitely not dare to take this risk.

Seeing that the two of them were chasing after each other, the old man had obviously told the hall master what had happened at the beginning, and they should have already known that the two spiritual weapons that Ling Jingyao used at the beginning were also out of their own hands.

Quickly glanced back, and saw that the other party was still nearly a thousand feet away from him, his heart was slightly calm, and his mind quickly turned, thinking about a way to get out.

He didn't have any escape charms on him, and it was probably impossible to escape from these two people. However, it is obviously impossible to make him sit still.

He wants to escape, the farther he escapes, the better, the farther he escapes, the safer Ling Jingyao will be.

As for himself, he was not too worried, it really drove him to a dead end, and no one had any good fruit to eat. If the Demon Attraction Grass is taken out, even if the Spirit Hall Master is facing dozens or hundreds of demon beasts that have fallen into madness, I am afraid that he will have to retreat.

Of course, that's what he does when he's cornered in the end, and as long as there's a glimmer of hope, he won't do it. After all, if he really did this, he himself was afraid that he would die for a lifetime, and it was unknown whether he could return to Linglong Island alive.

The three of them kept flying along this boundless sea one after the other, and as time passed, the distance between the hall master and the old man and the dialect became closer and closer. After more than an hour, the distance between the two has been shortened to hundreds of zhang, and looking back, the faces of the two can be clearly seen.

The two people chasing after him were indeed the old man and the hall master of the Spirit Palace, and when they saw Fang Yan turn around, they both showed a grim smile on their faces.

"Dialect, do you think you can still escape?" The faint voice of the hall master of the Spirit Hall floated from behind.

Fang Yan sneered again and again, too lazy to talk.

"I heard Elder Hou say that you have a lot of good things in you, and it made him suffer a big loss from you."

The dialect didn't reply, and the hall master of the Spirit Hall didn't care, and said to himself.

"Don't waste your energy, even if you put on another pair of wings, you won't be able to escape from my hands."

"You should also know that we came here for you, and even if you are unlucky, you actually let us find you on that small island."

"Fang Yan, as long as you are willing to hand over everything on your body, I can consider sparing your life."

"Although you have a bit of strength, in my eyes, in the eyes of my Spirit Temple, you are just a small fish that can be pinched to death at any time, and you can't make much waves."

"If you insist on doing this, then don't blame me for showing no mercy, the farther you escape, the more you will suffer later."

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corners of Fang Yan's mouth, and he didn't say a word, not even looking back at them.

Seeing that he had said so much, but the other party did not respond in the slightest, the hall master of the Spirit Hall frowned slightly, and a pair of vicious eyes quickly measured the distance between himself and the other party, and then smiled yin, and with a flip of his palm, a spiritual weapon appeared in his palm.

"Go!"

He snorted softly, the spiritual weapon in his hand shook slightly, and then he rose to the sky with a 'boom' and rushed towards the dialect hundreds of zhang away in front of him.