"Sizzle~!" A white light, but in a direction that everyone could not see, it slashed towards the Feng guy in front of him, this is a dead end, and ordinary people don't know how there is a shadow of death in the dead end. The reason why everyone will ignore it, not to mention that there is an old man in front of him.

Maple Guy is dead, and it's too unbelievable to die. On Kaede's back, there was a deep knife cut. But what is puzzling is that there is no blood flowing from this deep knife edge.

However, a sudden drop of blood broke all this scene that should have been celebrated. This drop of blood came and went suddenly. It didn't stay elsewhere, it just stayed at the center of Zhao Zhengxiang's eyebrows in his arms. Like a dazzling white light, it is lost in a flash. However, at this time, Zhao Zhengxiang did not appear in an unusual situation.

When Zhao Yueheng saw this, he faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart. Immediately took out a red egg ball from his arms and fed it to Zhao Zhengxiang's mouth.

"What did you give Xiang'er to eat?" Lu Wan'er noticed Zhao Yueheng's actions and was very puzzled.

"Heart Protector." Zhao Yueheng said very directly.

"He just..."

"It's my fault, I didn't notice it for a while, and he fell for the enemy's plot. For the time being, he can only stabilize his mind with the Heart Protection Pill. If you want to completely eliminate the demonic nature in his body, you can only use Mingzhu to dispel it, but Mingzhu is now... Alas! Zhao Yueheng was very disappointed.

"Could it be that Xiang'er can only resign himself to fate?"

"It's come to this, and we can only resign ourselves to fate! Let's hope it's all just illusory. Zhao Yueheng said very hopefully.

Feng Lao died very directly, of course, he also died very peacefully, even if it was a superfluous word, he didn't say a word, let alone a superfluous expression. It looked like he had been dead for a long time, and it wasn't as simple as dying just now.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that the dead maple guy in front of him was undergoing earth-shaking changes.

The body rapidly began to swell, fester, and decay at a rate invisible to the naked eye, until it finally became a dry skeleton crawling with worms. The foul smell can make people vomit. At the same time, the sky and the earth in front of them were shattered like mirrors, and the fragments quickly formed another scene.

The heaven and earth in front of them seem to be their real heaven and earth. The difference is that there are four mysterious people wearing black cloaks standing not far in front of them. Perhaps it was too dark for everyone to see the faces of the four people in front of them. As a result, all they see with their eyes is a black hole. Perhaps, these four people were originally the air supporting four black-clad cloaks. However, in Zhao Yueheng's opinion, this is impossible, because they never believe in these legends such as ghosts and gods. At least in his Zhao Yueheng's opinion, these four mysterious people who don't want to reveal their true identities are just playing tricks, and there is no need to make a fuss and be afraid of these people.

Lu Wan'er took Zhao Zhengxiang and hugged him tightly in the cup. At this time, Zhao Yueheng had also jumped on horseback, paying attention to every move in front of him.

"Who are they?" One of them couldn't help but say.

"Those who can use such evil magic are by no means righteous people." Zhao Yueheng looked at the four people in front of him, and continued: "Except for the people in the Demon Gate, there may not be a second person in the Central Plains who can use such a huge illusion."

"Illusion?" Lu Wan'er seemed to think of something, and said: "It is rumored that the illusion realm can make people separate from the original heaven and earth, enter another illusory world, and have the original survival trajectory with the things in this illusion. Illusions can trap a person alive, but this is only for individuals. But among the rivers and lakes, I have rarely heard that illusions can make many people fall into illusions at the same time? Unless it's not a fantasy. ”

Seeing that Lu Wan'er was so sure, Zhao Yueheng said with a hint of a smile: "You are right, one of us is not illusion, but a drug that can make many people have the same illusion." After speaking, Zhao Yueheng glanced at the crows that landed on the surrounding branches.

"So our carriage will be safe?" Lu Wan'er looked at Zhao Yueheng with hope.

Although Zhao Yueheng had a smile on his face, he still had a trace of puzzlement in his heart. But in the face of Lu Wan'er's questioning, he did not dare to hesitate. With a hint of joy, he nodded.

The four people in front of them began to approach everyone at the same speed. Gradually, gradually, they had one more iron chain in their hands, and the other end of the four iron chains seemed to be buried in the ground where many fallen leaves had fallen.

"Bang~~~!" There was a burst of explosions like the cracking of the mountain, and a worn-out jet-black coffin was pulled out of the ground by the four people.

"When~When~" A copper bell is hung at each of the four corners of the coffin lid, and the breeze comes slowly, making a faint sound.

At this time, there seems to be a terrifying evil wind around this coffin. The reason why it was evil was because this wind was mixed with a black gas, and the leaves around the coffin kept moving towards Zhao Yueheng and them.

At the moment when the brass bell rings, an evil laugh is always accompanied by it, and the evil laugh with bad intentions can penetrate deep into the bone marrow of people and spread to the limbs and bones. You can feel a throbbing pain in your brain. Everything in front of me was dizzy from the headache.

"Poof~!" A mouthful of blood foamed into the sky, fell from a horse, and never woke up again.

This is a formidable opponent, and it is absolutely impossible to guess how cruel he really is.

They didn't seem to anticipate that this evil wind was the real poison, and that the faint rattling of brass bells and the occasional laughter were just a cover to hide the truth.

And Zhao Yueheng and others are still forcing each other with gas, so that the poisonous gas should not be inhaled by themselves. And Zhao Zhengxiang in Lu Wan'er's arms was also covered with a layer of air covers. They know it's not a long-term solution. The critical juncture at hand is to get out of this predicament in order to get better mediation and cultivation. But what is a headache is that the four mysterious people in front of them actually took advantage of their disadvantage and began to slowly approach them.

Wind? No, it's definitely not wind, because there is no wind that can kill people in an instant. To be precise, this mysterious evil wind is just a deception orchestrated by these devils, a scam that kills people and does not pay for their lives.

Strong winds are not something that everyone can stop. Driving every speck of dust in the air, heading towards everyone, the ground seemed to tremble because of it.

Zhao Yueheng didn't know why, fell from the saddle and fainted to the ground. Immediately afterwards, two people behind him couldn't hold on and fell off their horses. I don't know why, only Lu Wan'er and a few strong people persevered.

"Click!" These people began to get closer, and the broken branches they stepped on instantly reached Lu Wan'er's ears.

A scimitar had begun to slide violently from above Zhao Yueheng's body, as if it was about to pass through Zhao Yueheng's heart.

"Poof!" The sword that came from nowhere suddenly pierced the throat of the black-clothed Doulian. In an instant, the sword broke away and stabbed at the other two.

This is a meteor sword, and the owner of the sword is none other than Zhao Yueheng himself. Obviously, everything just now was just to confuse the opponent.

Like a dazzling white light, it pierced the gap in darkness and cut a hole between heaven and earth. And this mutilated figure, for some reason, just stood still, as if waiting for a perfect time.

What is strange is that these four black-clad people were stabbed by the sword, and they instantly turned into a cloud of black smoke and disappeared without a trace.

The entire sky was covered in thunder and lightning, and the ground was soon soaked with rain. However, this terrible nightmare seems to have just begun.

"When~when~!" The brass bells hanging at the four corners of the coffin lid were soaked in rain, and they made a faint sound, like a wisp of fresh wind, rolling up a note that could not be erased. The voice was very natural, and there was no hint of impatience. In the lightning and thunder, a world that belongs to it is paved. There is a thick rhythm in the tranquility, quiet and elegant, a long stream, and soon, it will surpass the nine clouds.

In this world that belongs to the bells, the rain seems to be much less. No, absolutely not, specifically, it's rainwater that is hard to soak into the area. For them, the rain is like it's gone, and it's magical. However, what surprised them even more was that the water droplets that stayed on the leaves or the waterholes on the road were rapidly decreasing, and at the same time, there was a terrifying roar from under the fallen leaves in front of everyone, and the terrifying sound was in the ears of the people one after another.

Like a wisp of smoke, the white gas writhed its entire body out of the ground, and floated in the air through the blades, forming three dry bones that seemed to be in front of everyone's eyes.

With that terrible cry, like a ghost emerging from the ground. In this faint wind chimes, you can smell the smell of death.

"Woo~!"

……

Unconsciously, the body loses the control of its autonomous consciousness, and it does not listen to its own command, and it can only be controlled by the mind. What's worse is that even breathing has become extremely difficult.

Approaching, this terrible demon is slowly approaching the crowd. Afraid, I don't know where it came from, why did they be so afraid, was it the roar coming from the ground, or the three monsters floating in front of everyone, maybe both. Fear comes from their hearts, from the nerves that burst under every piece of skin; It is the boiling of blood from every vein; It's a cry from the heart.

Suffocating and struggling, no matter how terrible it was, it was still screaming again and again. It was an instinctive reaction from everyone, from silent to sound, until the whole body was under their control, and these terrible monsters suddenly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

To be continued.........

Because of everything just now, the panting began to become rapid, as if he hadn't absorbed fresh air for a long time.

Zhao Yueheng looked at Lu Wan'er with a worried face, until she moved her eyes to the baby Zhao Zhengxiang in her arms, and said, "Is Xiang'er okay?"

But seeing Lu Wan'er slowly turning her face to Zhao Yueheng, there were tears still hanging in the corners of her eyes, and said, "Xiang'er... Woo~! ”

"Young Master~!"

……

The crowd dismounted and bowed, crying again and again.

"Xiang'er, my mother didn't protect you, but you can't leave your mother...!" Lu Wan'er touched the delicate little face with one hand, and said in pain with tears.

"Give him to me." Zhao Yueheng jumped off the horse, took Zhao Zhengxiang in Lu Wan'er's arms, a glimmer of hope flashed in his quiet eyes, and hurriedly used his hand to probe his nose.

"There is still salvation!" Zhao Yueheng said with hope, and after everyone heard it, they were even more relieved.

"Altar Master, please allow us to expel poison and heal the young master!"

"Xiang'er is my only hope for Zhao Yueheng, as his father, I must not stand idly by, it is my father's duty to save him." Zhao Yueheng was very firm.

"Let me also expel the poison and heal the wounds of Xiang'er?" Lu Wan'er looked at Zhao Yueheng, hoping to get his approval.

"You have more important things, and that is to keep an eye on everything around us so that no one gets it. As for the rescue compartment, only three people are needed. After Zhao Yueheng finished speaking, he selected two capable entourages from the crowd, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to expel poison and heal Zhao Zhengxiang.

At this time, a figure in the forest also began to walk towards everyone. The bright red bloody clothes filled the dark night sky with a pungent smell. As the distance approached, they quickly saw each other's faces.

The faint forehead eyebrows are so slender, pulling out a cold and delicate eyebrow at the corner of the eye. There is absolutely no folded wrinkles on his fair face. The plump lips were as red as the rouge that had just been lit. Pushing the whole lips, a puzzled smile appeared.

The steps were unhurried, but they matched the bright red blood clothes so perfectly, forming a unique landscape.