Ling Tiansu glanced at him and asked, "You came to this ancient place to find the blood grass, have you ever got it?"

As soon as these words were asked, there was not much discoloration on his face.

Li Yiyi, who was on the side, changed his face slightly, and suddenly said vigilantly and coldly: "What are you asking for?"

Shuangrong Gongzi frowned, and stopped her words with a gentle look: "Cousin, don't be rude. ”

Ling Tiansu sneered in his heart, this time he was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope, I am afraid that he was in the wrong place.

If he would have been greedy for the bloody grass, he wouldn't have bothered to save them, and would have taken it away.

Obviously, Shuangrong also understood this reason, he smiled apologetically from Lingtian Su, and said, "It's here, fortunately, it hasn't been taken away by the people of Baiyudong Mansion." ”

Ling Tiansu said: "Now that you have it, then you and your cousin should leave the ancient land earlier, you are seriously injured, Wusan ointment can only treat your external injuries, and internal injuries still need to be recuperated." ”

For Ling Tiansu, although Shuangrong and Li Yiyi have good strength, they have never been able to concentre.

In addition, Shuangrong's injuries are difficult to heal, and he has been staying here, but he is a drag oil bottle.

Li Yiyi immediately snorted coldly: "Don't bother, let's leave." ”

Shuangrong Gongzi frowned, looked at Ling Tiansu and asked, "The prince still has what he wants in this ancient land, if so, Shuangrong is willing to do his best." ”

Li Yiyi said angrily: "What else are you doing, you won't save your mother?"

Shuangrong Gongzi smiled bitterly: "If you are favored, how can you not return it, my mother's plague will be safe and sound within two years under the suppression of Bai Yugui Ambergris." Or...... Cousin, you leave first with the Blood Grass. ”

Li Yiyi said with a hint of crying: "Are you trying to drive me away? We have been together for so many years, and you want me to leave because of an outsider? I won't leave! I won't go anywhere!"

"Okay, okay, you can stay if you like, and leave if you like, this matter has nothing to do with me, you can talk slowly. ”

Ling Tiansu couldn't see this scene the most, rubbed his forehead, and walked out of the tent.

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The atmosphere in Yong'an City is as harmonious as ever, and the people continue to manage their livelihoods.

Even when they looked up and saw the huge starry night in the distant sky like a hole, they were used to it.

At first, they thought the sky was about to fall, but when they saw the figure of the old man running rampant above the sky.

Everywhere I passed, not a single terrible monster descended from the starry night, and the starry night was stitched together, and there was no trace of a crack in the sky.

They knew that with this sword god in his presence, they would be safe and sound.

At least...... The sky above them had returned to a turquoise hue.

Looking at the gray old man figure in the distance, they all smiled.

Yun Changkong was not on duty today, he held a black sheath long knife in his arms, and sat next to a stone lion.

He looked up at the sky worriedly, looking at the starry night loopholes that gradually dissipated above Yong'an City, and his heart became more and more troubled.

He wanted to enter that ancient place, but his duty was on his own, and coupled with the soul condensing realm that he had only broken through a few days ago, he couldn't reach the sky by himself.

Ye Jiajun, all those who had strength, did not enter the ancient land, but cooperated with Lord Xing Jing to make up the sky together.

He was still the most inconspicuous of the shadows, and he wasn't even qualified to participate in the mission.

He rubbed his hands unconsciously against the scabbard and looked up at the clouds chasing the wind in the sky.

He suddenly felt that the height was so far away that he couldn't reach it no matter how much he stood on tiptoe.

With a sigh, he was about to jump off the stone lion.

At this moment, Yun Changkong's eardrums suddenly shook, and he suddenly turned around!

For a moment, he seemed to hear something, and then it was as if he hadn't heard anything.

It was a very peculiar feeling, as if there was an inexplicable voice, and in that brief moment, there was an indescribable sense of resonance with his soul.

The hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

Yun Changkong stood up from the stone lion and looked at the tall man in front of him with a solemn expression.

The man had no long body, he looked ordinary and young, and even the green shirt on his body was extremely ordinary, and his slightly weak appearance couldn't help but remind people of a certain academy.

But Yun Changkong knew that he was by no means a student, let alone a person from Yong'an City.

Because the moment this person appeared, he clearly felt the strangeness of this space being isolated from the outside space.

He's been a member of the Shadow Servant for a year.

Although he didn't make much progress in his realm cultivation, more than a year was enough for him to integrate into the life of the shadow servant.

The shadows and servants all have their own tacit understanding and inductive connection.

Although Yong'an City is big, the shadows are everywhere, let alone this small long street.

But at this moment, he seems to have returned to the time when he was alone in Dead Man's Alley.

The bond that had been painstakingly built up with his companion disappeared without a trace in an instant because of the appearance of the man in front of him.

Yun Changkong knew that the person in front of him was very strong, and he was no longer the rookie who didn't know how to practice back then.

He knew that the only person who could cause the current isolation of the breath of the outside space was the powerhouse of the Anling Realm.

He didn't turn around and flee when he saw someone stronger than himself like he did back then, even if the person in front of him revealed a strong fighting intent all over his body.

The powerful battle intent coercion like a substance made his musculoskeletal body tense!

The lion's head cracked inch by inch, and the cracks were stirred up by the invisible gravity to burst out of white dust.

The young man approached step by step, his eyes were like blades exposed to the flames, his fighting intent was strong, and his edge was exposed!

He took every step calmly.

With each step, the rift of the stone lion under Yun Changkong's body will deepen by one point, and it also means that the pressure on Yun Changkong's body will be doubled by one point.

Until the young man was five steps away from the clouds.

Boom!

The huge stone lion beneath Yun Changkong's body had turned into rubble.

Yun Changkong stood among the rubble, his face had already turned as pale as snow.

When the bones of his body were crushed by the irresistible force of gravity, the invisible pressure seemed to be wrapped in countless steel needles, bringing indescribable severe pain to his body.

If it had been a year ago, this intense pain would have been caused by the first crack in the stone lion's body, and he would have fallen to the ground.

But now it's not just his cultivation that is strong, but also the hellish polishing of his mind that he has suffered in the shadow for a year.

Beads of sweat soaked his shirt from pain, and his right hand came to the hilt of the sword.

He didn't try to support his body with a long knife, but tried to draw it.

The corners of the young man's ordinary eyebrows raised slightly, as if he was a little surprised, this person could still have the courage to draw a knife in the face of absolute realm suppression.

He smiled slightly, stopped, watched him draw his knife and said, "If you think that I don't dare to kill people in this Yong'an City, then you are very wrong. ”

The young man chuckled, and the battle intent released from his body began to change, turning into a terrifying killing intent.

Faced with this scalp-numbing killing intent, Yun Changkong pulled out his knife slightly, and his heels were slightly soft and he could barely stand.

The young man clearly had a smile in his eyes, but Yun Changkong looked directly at those ordinary smiling eyes, but he had a feeling of liver and gall splitting.

He swallowed subconsciously, the fear in his eyes turned into determination, and he clenched the knife in his hand again.

The young man smiled away, looked at Yun Changkong with a cold gaze, and said seriously: "If you draw your sword, I will really kill you." ”

The murderous intent in the sky was all collected in the young man's body, and at this moment, the long street was so quiet that he could not even hear the slightest sound of the wind.

Yun Changkong couldn't even hear the sound of his own heartbeat.

His mind fell into a moment of confusion, and as soon as the young man finished saying that sentence and restrained his killing intent, he felt that his heart had stopped.

But since the young man appeared, he has clearly not made a single move.

His pale lips were stained with a layer of crimson, and a thin line of blood red continued to overflow from the corner of his lips.

Nineteen years of life, even after spending seven nights of frost on an empty stomach in Dead Man's Alley wrapped in muddy water and garbage, it was not as close to death as it is today.

He was sure that this person's strength was by no means an ordinary Anbu powerhouse.

Yun Changkong looked straight at the man, and suddenly, his blood-stained lips let out a chuckle.

"I'm really scared, I'm scared when I face the enemy, if I even pull out the knife, I don't need you to kill me, I can do it myself. ”

After saying this, as if confirming his determination, his thumb gently pushed the handle of the knife away, revealing a bright blade.

The ordinary-looking young man didn't say anything more, and stepped out again like a walk in the court.

A simple step and a recipe produced a very different reaction.

Yun Changkong snorted, and an unbearable look of pain appeared on his face.

Because he clearly felt that the dantian qi sea under his abdomen, where the Yuan Force was stored and cultivated, had begun to produce cracks that were difficult to repair in this life.

Invisible air flowed out frantically from within his dantian.

Yun Changkong grinned and sneered, he knew that no matter what the price was paid today, he would not be able to defeat the person in front of him, and it could even be said that he didn't even have the ability to hurt him at all.

At this moment, although he didn't know why his heart had stopped, he could still keep his mind awake and act.

He just stubbornly believed that he would pull out his sword before he died completely.

Because this is his only pride as a shadow servant.

The muscles of the arm holding the hilt of the knife tensed to the extreme, and he poured all the strength of his body into his right hand, pulling out the knife inch by inch.

His bones creaked in embarrassment.

The young man smiled and took another step, Yun Changkong half-knelt on the ground, the dantian qi sea had completely collapsed and flowed out, and he had no hope of cultivating for the rest of his life.

(PS: Comrade Xiaoyun, who has been a passer-by for a long time, has finally come on the field, and he is really more than just a passerby.) ）

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