Looking at the death-like fiery red fox, the black dragon also opened its mouth and opened its mouth, as if it let out a terrible dragon roar.

And at this time, Lin Ziyu suddenly regained consciousness for some reason.

Listening to the sad sound of the dragon's roar, the terrible scream of the little fiery red fox, Lin Ziyu felt a heartache for no reason.

I don't know why, and where the strength came from, Lin Ziyu suddenly stood up.

At a very fast speed, he ran towards the little fiery red fox that jumped up, and his body jumped up violently.

He tightly protected the little fiery red fox in his arms, and at this moment, Lin Ziyu was pierced through his heart by the white long sword......

"Poof!"

Lin Ziyu spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell straight to the ground.

A trail of blood dripped down the corner of his mouth and dripped into the mouth of the little red fox in his arms.

"Hurry up, little fox, you go quickly, get out of here, it's dangerous here, you ...... quickly"

Saying that, Lin Ziyu only felt that his heart was empty, and a chill hit, and he only felt that the slight sound of the wind kept blowing in his ears.

"What the hell is going on? I just got out of the heat in my head. ”

Lin Ziyu dragged his dying body, his face was full of miserable smiles, and his eyes were blank.

"Roar!"

The black dragon let out a mournful dragon roar again.

"Chirp!"

The little fiery red fox also had a hoarse wail, which was breathtaking and made people cry.

Then I saw the fiery red little fox look back at the dying Lin Ziyu, and his body turned into a stream of red gas and fled from here.

Something was about to leave the body, Lin Ziyu felt cold all over, and subconsciously wanted to curl up for warmth, but he was powerless.

Without the slightest strength in his body, Lin Ziyu had to let that thing float towards this unknown place.

At this moment, a sad and ridiculous thought floated in Lin Ziyu's mind.

I'm just going to go to hell Lin Mo just now?

Intense fear suddenly hit Lin Ziyu's heart, and his body began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

I started to break out in a cold sweat......

In the end, Lin Ziyu couldn't overcome the intermediate fear brought by death and passed out.

At the last moment of his death, Lin Ziyu saw a stream of purple qi flying out of the white long sword.

fell to the ground and turned into a Zixiao real person, and the white long sword flew into his hand like a spirit.

"Damn, I didn't have time to restrain my sword, and I hurt this innocent child. ”

Zixiao Zhenren slowly walked in front of Lin Ziyu, who had passed out, probed with his fingers, and saw that Lin Ziyu still had a breath left, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

looked at Lin Ziyu's chest, and saw that blood was constantly flowing from his chest.

The robes around the pierced chest were also burned into black char by the purple thunder, emitting a burst of scorching stench.

"No, this child's heart is dying rapidly, there is no way but to do it. ”

Zixiao Zhenren sighed.

Standing up, he took the white sword and walked towards the heart of the dying black dragon.

......

"Ahh

Lin Ziyu Huo Ran sat up from the ground with a scream, panting heavily, his heart pounding.

After a long while, the pale Lin Ziyu returned to normal, and blood gradually appeared on his face.

Busy looking at the surrounding situation, Lin Ziyu was slightly shocked, and he was still a little incredulous.

"Didn't I get pierced in the chest? How am I still alive? How did I get here?"

Lin Ziyu found that the sky was already dark, and he was sitting under the huge old locust tree on the hill outside Wangjia Town.

The robe on the chest was scorched, but there was no trace of the chest being pierced.

"Kid, you're finally awake!"

A gentle voice came from beside him.

Lin Ziyu hurriedly looked to the side, and saw Zixiao Zhenren sitting cross-legged beside him with his eyes closed.

Zixiao Zhenren put his hands on his knees, pinched his hand, and there was purple qi like that streamer around him, and his face was a little pale.

"Poof!"

Zixiao Zhenren sprayed a mouthful of black blood on the grass in front of him, panting.

The black blood that spurted out of it immediately burned the grass to ashes, and there was a faint black smoke.

Black blood spurted out, but Zixiao Zhenren's face was a little bloody, and it was no longer so pale and terrifying.

"Grandpa Immortal, Grandpa Immortal, what's wrong with you, are you okay?"

Lin Ziyu immediately pretended to be taken aback, and hurriedly got up and gently patted Zixiao Zhenren's back, hoping to make Zixiao Zhenren feel better.

At this time, she can't be too calm and rational, she has to be flustered.

After all, this body is still a child who has just turned fourteen, if he behaves too rationally and calmly.

Maybe this powerful Zixiao real person will see that his soul occupies this body.

The soul occupies the body, what is that?

That's rebirth!

Maybe this rebirth belongs to the evil devil in this world, Lin Ziyu immediately decided to behave naively, so he called "Grandpa Immortal".

"I'm fine, don't worry, child, grandpa just accidentally suffered a little injury. ”

Zixiao Zhenren didn't see any clues, turned around and took Lin Ziyu's little hand, let him walk in front of him, and looked at him with a kind smile in his eyes.

Suddenly, Zixiao Zhenren hugged Lin Ziyu into his arms and said apologetically: "Child, I'm sorry, it was grandpa who accidentally hurt you." ”

Zixiao Zhenren stroked Lin Ziyu's immature little face with a faintly heroic spirit with his calloused hands, and his face was full of self-blame and guilt.

Lin Ziyu was stunned for a long time, and only after feeling the warmth and security from Zixiao's real person's embrace did he come back to his senses and shook his head.

"It's alright, Grandpa Immortal, haven't you already cured me? ”

But in my heart, I secretly said: What's the use of saying sorry just on the lips, let's be practical.

Hearing this, Zixiao Zhenren suddenly sighed for no reason: "Hey......"

Then the palm of his hand flipped over, and a white jade token engraved with seven swords of different colors appeared out of thin air.

Put it in Lin Ziyu's hand: "Good boy, this is the compensation given to you by the immortal grandfather, if you encounter any difficulties in the future, take this white jade token to Xuanyun Mountain, and someone will definitely help you." ”

I'll go, and there is really compensation in kind, Lin Ziyu looked at this white jade token and felt that it should not be simple.

Holding back the joy in his heart for the time being, Lin Ziyu took the white jade token with a reverent face.

Looking at the white jade token at the dawn of the sky, I saw that the seven swords of different colors on the token were flashing with a faint brilliance, which was very magical.

"Grandpa Immortal, what is this?" Lin Ziyu asked pretending to be childish.

Zixiao Zhenren didn't answer, but just carefully studied Lin Ziyu's eyebrows and eyes, and suddenly a kind smile appeared on his face again.

It shook on Lin Ziyu's chest again, and instantly restored the scorched part of the robe to its original state.

"Wow, that's amazing, Grandpa Immortal......"

Lin Ziyu deliberately exclaimed, and was about to say something, when he suddenly heard a loud gong sound from Wangjia Town under the hill.

Lin Ziyu's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly left from Zixiao Zhenren's arms, and said anxiously: "It's not good, the Xuanyunmen enrollment conference in the town is about to start, Grandpa Immortal, I have to go, goodbye." ”

Well, the fairy grandfather must be called, this tender, and it must also be pretended.

Without waiting for Zixiao Zhenren to react, Lin Ziyu took a step and went to Wangjia Town under the hill.

After running halfway, he looked back and waved his hand to Zixiao Zhenren before continuing to run towards Wangjia Town.

For this "immortal grandfather", Lin Ziyu already had his own guess in his heart.

must be a high-ranking and powerful figure in the Xuanyun Gate.

He could have asked this Zixiao real person to take him directly into Xuanyunmen Mountain, but Lin Ziyu didn't.

The account has not yet been settled with Wang Jingye, and besides, he was taken directly to them, like going through the back door.

It's always not good to go through the back door.

Looking at Lin Ziyu's distant figure, Zixiao Zhenren's face suddenly turned jet black, and there was a trace of black qi surging faintly between his eyebrows.

"It took too much spiritual power to heal that child, and the injuries in his body couldn't be suppressed. ”

"Boom!"

His heart tightened suddenly, and Zixiao Zhenren hurriedly covered his chest, his face gloomy and terrifying.

"Damn evil animal, there is scale poison in the blood, it's really careless, I have to go back to retreat. ”

As the words fell, Zixiao's real person's body turned into a stream of purple qi and flew straight towards Xuanyun Mountain.

In the underground world beneath the bottomless pit, the black dragon's massive body fell to the ground covered in black blood.

The black dragon was no longer alive, and the heart in its abdomen was gone.

......

Wangjia Town, in front of a temple dedicated to a golden statue.

This statue is none other than the founding patriarch of Xuanyun Gate, Xuanyun Zhenren.

Xuanyunmen has a long history, and it has been more than 3,000 years since its founding, and it is one of the three heads of the righteous path today, and it is feared by the devil.

It is said that the patriarch of the founding school, Xuanyun Zhenren, is absolutely amazing and has mastered all kinds of powerful spells.

Xuanyun Zhenren traveled to Shenzhou, met Xuanyun Mountain, and saw that it was an excellent place to gather the aura of heaven and earth, so he created Xuanyun Gate on the mountain and began to recruit disciples.

Today is a big day in Wangjia Town, and it is a good day for Xuanyunmen to recruit disciples in Wangjia Town once every ten years to go up the mountain to practice.

The people of the town gathered in front of the temple early in the morning.

Looking at the sun that was gradually creeping up, a sword-wielding young man dressed in a blue robe and born quite heroic looked at the three children in front of him.

He looked at Wang Jingye with a smile on his face again, and asked lightly, "Patriarch Wang, where is that Lin Ziyu of your family? Why hasn't he come yet?"

Behind this Xuanyun disciple, there were also three young men wearing the same blue robes, all three of whom were silent and held a blue long sword in their hands.

When Wang Jingye heard this, he hurriedly stepped forward and replied, "Immortal Chief, I don't know, I didn't see him when I got up in the morning, and I don't know where he went crazy to play." ”

"Immortal Elder, the old man guesses that maybe Lin Ziyu knows that he can't even sense spiritual power, and he doesn't have any talent for cultivation, so he just doesn't want to be bored!"

An old man standing to the left of Wang Jingye answered, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

I secretly rejoiced in my heart: This stinky boy, dare to hurt my family Feng'er, he is really innocent.