After being held by Qingyun, Yan Nanzhi's body trembled obviously, and a little different color began to rise in his bright eyes.

The current master had already had a good time with Xiao Luoyi, and now that he was in a confined space, he was very close to each other, and he knew very well what Yan Nanzhi's rapid breathing meant.

"Sister Nanzhi..."

"Call me Namji. ”

Yan Nanzhi felt that Qingyun was holding her hand and was slowly tightening her strength, and even began to hurt slightly, but she didn't care at all.

She gently pressed her other hand against Qingyun's lips, not allowing him to say the name that made her heart both happy and a little annoying.

Qingyun hasn't had such close contact with the opposite sex for a long time, let alone his childhood sweetheart, the incredibly beautiful Nanzhi Zhiyan.

If Yi Qing hadn't been killed back then, he might have married Qin Jin forever with Xiaoyanzi, and would be an ordinary mountain village couple, with a group of children under his knees.

But the death of the eldest sister has always been the most difficult pain and rift in his heart to heal, he knows that Yan Nanzhi likes him, and he also knows that Yan Nanzhi is moved by his true feelings at this moment.

But the more she was emotional, the more Qingyun's heart felt pain.

"Nanzhi, we're getting too close. ”

"That's... Then why don't you let it go first?"

Yan Nanzhi's smile was a little shy and cunning, and he didn't realize that Qingyun's expression was becoming more and more lonely.

"I..."

"You, what are you?hehe, why doesn't Brother Xiaoyun let go?I know you're still as bad as before~"

The beautiful Yan Nanzhi already made Qingyun miss Xiao Luoyi again, and the sound of letting go made him feel like he had returned to Weiyun Mountain, and returned to the night rain that he could not forget in this life.

The first rainy night spent with Xiao Luoyi.

At this time, Qingyun subconsciously let go of his hand.

"Ah, Brother Xiaoyun, what's wrong with you saying let go?!"

The sadness on Qingyun's face was seen as nervousness and apology by Yan Nanzhi, and her daughter's family was still more sensitive to certain things, so she immediately asked:

"Brother Xiaoyun, what's wrong with you? You can't be a sweetheart, right? Tell me, who is it?"

Qingyun was speechless, and just as he was about to say something, suddenly, the treasure mirror under the feet of the two began to tremble for no reason, and it became more and more intense.

"What's going on?"

The flush on Yan Nanzhi's face faded quickly, and he muttered to himself in confusion:

"What's wrong with you?"

"Yun Tianjing?!"

Hearing these three words, Qingyun suddenly remembered where he had seen this treasure mirror!

In the Thirty-Three Realms, a plain-clothed beauty who once broke the seal of the heavenly dome and brought hope of life to the monks of Kyushu!

Then the palm of his hand cleared the mirror of the fire of the void for thousands of years, and viciously fought the power of the Returning Spirit Realm on the Chaos Face Venerable!

Goddess Qiushui!

It's just that the master hasn't had time to continue to recall the eventful years that made him sigh, and the Yuntian Mirror under his feet suddenly disappeared out of thin air!

In fact, it is not accurate to say this, because it was just that the part under his feet suddenly disappeared, and Yan Nanzhi was scared and anxious, steadily getting smaller and smaller in Qingyun's eyes.

"Ahhhh

"Brother Xiaoyun!"

Yan Nanzhi in the air shouted in a coquettish voice, but no matter how she drove the seal, or used her own innate induction with the Yuntian Mirror, the baby who had always been obedient to her did not move at all this time, and she didn't mean to buy it at all, and she was in a hurry to stomp her little feet.

"Yun Tianjing, you should go and save Brother Xiaoyun! You, if you don't go, I'll jump off by myself!"

In a hurry, Yan Nanzhi had no choice but to threaten the Yuntian Mirror under his feet like this.

Hearing this, this quite human baby shook left and right, and slowly flew down with Yan Nanzhi as if he was extremely reluctant.

Let's talk about Qingyun.

Although he didn't know why Yun Tianjing suddenly threw him down, seeing that the treasure mirror seemed to be ready to grind foreigners, and he didn't stop when he didn't see that he was broken, Qingyun became more and more calm.

"I'm just entering the Yuan now, even if I can use spiritual power to transform into shape, it's not enough to support myself to fly, and I have no long body since I was born in the Thirty-Three Realms, let alone any flying magic weapon, what should I do?"

From the Qilin Devouring to the Qilin Purple Qi, and even the Luo Yun Sword that was still weak, Qingyun tried it all, but unfortunately, the result was still only in vain.

The whistling was endless, and his clothes were even torn by the cold wind, and Qingyun couldn't even hear Yan Nanzhi's tearful cry clearly.

At this moment, I saw Yan Nanzhi forcibly seal again, and suddenly removed the wall cover generated by the Yuntian Mirror, but she didn't rush to jump down, but took out the pair of golden bracelets used in the previous sneak attack on Danlin.

After skillfully putting it on, Xiao Nizi was like a cloud swallow, waving against the wind, and strips of white light that were thinner than her hair flew out of the ring and shot towards Qingyun.

"Brother Xiaoyun, do a good job!"

Qingyun naturally couldn't hear what Yan Nanzhi said, but the appearance of that filament made him instinctively want to grasp it.

But they had already opened a lot of distance between each other, and Yan Nanzhi only had the cultivation of the Yuanhua Realm, and he was unable to do it, so he only controlled one of them to entangle Qingyun's wrist.

Seeing this, Yan Nanzhi hurriedly used all his strength, desperately trying to drag Qingyun back to the Yuntian Mirror.

But I don't know if Qingyun is too heavy, or if his whereabouts are too urgent, the filament is like a sharp blade and directly slashes into Qingyun's flesh and skin, and the blood instantly fills the sky!

"No!"

Yan Nanzhi screamed, and had no choice but to loosen the thin line, and Qingyun fell rapidly again!

At the critical moment, the young master withdrew his left hand, at this time he didn't care about the pain in his body, and he didn't care about the fact that he was about to be crushed, but:

"The bleeding can't be stopped!"

Qingyun was horrified to find that whether he was using the Qilin Devouring to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, or using the immortal true spirit to repair the body, the wound on his wrist was still oozing blood!

The young master is still a little complacent about his metamorphosis recovery ability, but now not only is he easily injured by Yan Nanzhi's strange treasure, but the wound is even difficult to recover.

This is the first time he has encountered such an unbelievable thing!

However, the next moment of peace of mind was that although the mysterious power left by the thin thread had been hindering self-healing, fortunately, the immortal true spirit was stronger when it met the strongest, and finally gradually gained the upper hand, and the flow of blood became slower and slower.

This feeling was as if he had just woken up in the Wan Clan Medical Pavilion, and for the first time realized the subtle sense of conflict between the immortal true spirit and the laws of heaven and earth.

At the same time, Qingyun's palm suddenly emitted a throbbing, the essence in his eyes flashed, and the ancient sword Zangfeng broke out!

Unlike before, the blood-colored ancient sword was not held in Xiao Ye's hand this time, but flew around his waist to the soles of his feet, and then firmly held Qingyun on the sword body.

Edgeworth Flight!

"Haha~"

At the critical moment, Zang Feng stepped forward, this was the first time that the master had encountered it.

Turning the crisis into safety and balancing his body, Qingyun couldn't help but laugh heartily, seeing this, Yan Nanzhi finally stopped crying, but he still took care of Brother Xiaoyun's safety from time to time.

This sword has been full of strangeness since he absorbed the earthfall flexibility from Jiang Liu'er, first it could not be branded with essence blood, and then it began to slowly absorb the karma and accompanying evil qi on Qingyun's body.

And after he ended Wan Congfang's life with his own hands, this black sword actually took the initiative to plunder the soul!

The key Tibetan blade sword body is slender but extremely heavy, and it is difficult for other monks who do not cultivate the physical body to make it at all, and its grade has stayed at the level of a strange treasure from the beginning.

It wasn't until the white-clothed Venerable inserted the Tibetan Feng into his body and broke through the spatial barrier to send him back to the Bamboo and Stone Sword Sect that after ten years of suppression, Qingyun finally established some kind of wonderful connection with him with the bloody karma that entwined his body!

Of course, this connection is just that Zang Feng turned from black to red and lurked in his body, quietly continuing to suppress and absorb bloody karma for him.

At the same time, Qingyun also used Zang Feng to slaughter the enemy, and then absorbed the soul to nourish Xiao Luoyi's only remaining little Yuan Shen.

Zang Feng seems to have a spirit, and Qingyun can also fight the enemy at any time on weekdays, but this sword has never responded to his call, which made the master think that this is just an ancient but not very spiritual fool.

I never thought that it would take the initiative to appear as the Savior at this moment of life and death, how could this not make Qingyun's heart bloom?

And the most important thing is that Qingyun found that although he could use his spiritual power to control the Hidden Front, for example, the current Edgeworth's flight, and when he split the space and returned to Yiqi Mountain.

All of this is using the bloody karma in his body to drive it!

That also means that if Qingyun wants to borrow Zang Feng to fly in the future, then there is no need to worry about excessive spiritual power loss!

But in the next moment, the young master's originally happy face suddenly stiffened, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

I saw that the red glow of Zangfeng's whole body gradually faded, revealing more and more of its original darkness, and then the evil qi in Qingyun's body actually began to grow abruptly and madly!

"It's... What's going on?!sure!"

The spiritual power was running, and the mouth was happy to work, and Qingyun forcibly stabilized his mind again.

Now that he has cultivated the Immortal True Spirit, although the bloody karma will always affect his mind, the evil appearance that was revealed at the beginning is rarely born.

However, if the evil qi continues to breed like this, even if the long hair and pupils are not dyed red, the blood line between the eyebrows will definitely appear again.

The old people reunited, he didn't want Yan Nanzhi to be frightened by his fierce face.

"It's Zangfeng!"

The thought flashed, and the master immediately straightened out the joints!

It turned out that Zang Feng did very little consume Qingyun's own spiritual power, and was only driven by bloody karma, but once it was exhausted, the sword could no longer continue to fly with Qingyun.

"It must be Zang Feng! he's giving birth to the karma in my body!"

In an instant, Qingyun thought a lot.

"Evil sword, it's really an evil sword!"

Although there is no good and evil in the soldiers, but Rao is like this, Qingyun still has a lot of jealousy and horror about this evil sword that is full of blood and greedy for souls.

Even after he subconsciously didn't want Zang Feng to turn back into a bloody body again, this evil sword really stopped reddening.

Obviously, it has its own intelligence, and it's definitely not low!