Xie Qingci was woken up by the heat.

When she opened her eyes dimly, she found that she was surrounded by a sea of fire, and there were countless spiritual grass treasures piled up under her.

Her eyes widened immediately.

Here it is...... Which?

Isn't she in the forbidden land?

She reached out and patted her face, trying to sober herself.

"Awake?"

An eerie voice came from outside, cold and gloomy.

Xie Qingci was shocked when he heard this.

This voice is from Chunming Daojun!

"Why are you here? where is this?" she scanned her surroundings, feeling more and more uncomfortable, and the uneasiness in her heart spread like weeds, but she still pretended to be calm.

"Where is this? This is where you belong. Chunming Daojun's voice was indifferent, with a hint of cruelty.

"You three are really not well-behaved, you are so young and have such a heavy mind, why, are you not having a good time here, you want to leave?"

When Chunming Daojun said this, he smiled coldly, and his tone was gloomy, "The three of you have a big fate, and you actually picked up a life in the forbidden land, but unfortunately you still can't escape the palm of your hand." ”

"You ......"

"Just stay here and show your value here. ”

After Chunming Daojun finished speaking, he laughed strangely, turned around, and left.

Xie Qingci was a little flustered.

She couldn't see what was going on outside, only the raging flames burning uncontrollably.

Her eyes weren't good yet, and her already weak sense was completely useless.

Now she's completely blind.

Xie Qingci thought of Xiao Wu and them, and his heart trembled.

Where are they?

Won't it ......

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, and she couldn't care about the flames spreading on her body, she cautiously groped around with both hands to find Lian Wangshu and Xiao Wu.

"Little Wu, Lian Wangshu, are you there......

Her voice was particularly weak in the crackling fireworks, and was quickly consumed by the sound of fire.

Xie Qingci's eyes were dark, and the powerlessness and fear brought by chaos weighed deeply on her heart, making her almost breathless.

No one responded to her, and there was a crisis around her, Xie Qingci became more and more scared, struggling to grope around inch by inch with his little hands, hoping to find them.

The tentacles were empty.

Did something really happen to them?

"Little Five, Lian Wangshu ......"

Xie Qingci muttered in a low voice, and there was already a hint of crying in his tone.

She remembered the night she lost her mother, the first time she tasted loss, a nightmare she didn't want to endure for the rest of her life.

Now, the people she cares about, does she have to lose again?

Xie Qingci felt that the strings he had been tightening were a little distorted, his brain was messy, his body was subconsciously curled up in a ball, and his expression was a little dull.

"I'm ......"

A low voice sounded, a little hoarse. However, in Xie Qingci's ears, this voice was like heaven.

Her eyes turned red all of a sudden.

She felt a pair of hands grasping her wrists with some trembling.

Xiao Wu's voice was weak and quiet, gently soothing her emotions: "Don't be afraid, Ah Ci." ”

Her tense nerves suddenly relaxed.

She grabbed Xiao Wu's hand with her backhand a little uncontrollably, hugged Xiao Wu with her sense of touch, her fingers couldn't help curling up, and she shouted a little out of control:

"Little Five...... Little Five, it's so good, you're still there. ”

She nestled on Xiao Wu's thin shoulders, and her body trembled.

Xiao Wu felt that his shoulders were a little wet, he was stunned, hugged Xie Qingci back with his backhand, and smiled helplessly.

"Ah Ci, don't cry. She whispered.

Xie Qingci's body stiffened, and he hurriedly replied: "I didn't ......" Her words stopped abruptly, and she also felt that her shoulders were wet.

She was a little embarrassed and simply stopped talking.

Xiao Wu smiled lowly.

Xie Qingci thought of Lian Wangshu at this time, and asked a little anxiously: "Little Wu, where is Lian Wangshu?"

Xiao Wu was quiet for a long time before he spoke: "He's here, still unconscious." ”

Xiao Wu took her hand and put her hand on Lian Wangshu's face. Xie Qingci stretched out his hand to a piece of delicate and soft skin, and tentatively touched it, the tentacles were a tall nose, long eyelashes, and shallow breathing, and it seemed that he was still alive.

She subconsciously pinched, and her subordinates exerted a little force, and Lian Wangshu was awakened by the sudden pain, and the whole person bounced up like a spring, and quickly fell to the ground.

"Hiss......" he gritted his teeth, "Xie Qingci, you fierce girl! ”

He turned his head and was stunned when he saw Xie Qingci's somewhat embarrassed appearance, and smiled a little maliciously: "Tsk, why are your eyes red? Are they smoked?"

"Humph!"

She snorted coldly, pursed her lips, and buried her head deeper on Xiao Wu's shoulder, not wanting Lian Wangshu, a, to see her jokes.

"Hurry up and find a way, or you're going to die......"

Xie Qingci frowned, she couldn't see it, but she felt that the flames were wrapping around her body like a bone appendage, spreading along her body, and soon burned through her coat.

Lian Wangshu looked at the surrounding environment, was not in a hurry, and commented very leisurely: "This Dan furnace is good, it is made of sycamore gold, this fire is actually a different fire, these medicinal materials are also good treasures for thousands of years, it seems that the old man has a lot of treasures, and it has cost blood." ”

He then smiled: "It's a pity that you met me." ”

Xie Qingci's eyes were closed, her consciousness was extremely weak, and Xiao Wu was holding her.

He restrained the casual expression on his face, folded his hands, and then staggered his hands, the heavenly star patterns in the palms contained sacred mysteries, and the circle runes appeared abruptly around him like water lines, spreading layer by layer, layer by layer, as if life never stopped.

"Ding. "A delicate formation fused with the stars of ten thousand heavens, the light bell rang, the crisp sound of the ding dong was like the sound of rain falling, so far away that it seemed to be the sound of the sky. Under Xiao Wu's surprised gaze, a small tower made of white jade gradually emerged from the phantom of the formation, turning drippingly.

His lips twitched, and he was about to speak, when suddenly his expression was stunned, and the movements in his hands stopped.

He flipped his hands, and the glittering tower disappeared immediately.

"How ......," Xiao Wu said. Lian Wangshu took out a jar of bottles and sprinkled them on them, the cold breath swept through the area, the fire on their bodies was immediately extinguished, a trace of cold cold air escaped, and the inner wall of the Dan furnace also silently formed a layer of less obvious hoarfrost, which instantly cooled down.

He sat on the floor, his tone unhurried: "Wait." It seemed like someone was coming to our rescue from outside. ”

Xiao Wu was a little curious, who would know that they were here?

Dan furnace outside.

"Poof"

Chun Ming Daojun spat out a mouthful of blood violently, and his dry fingers trembled and pointed at the man in red in front of him: "What kind of grudge do you have with the old man, why do you fight indiscriminately, this is too unreasonable?"

"This demon cultivator, the ghost just told you the bullshit truth of Raushzi. Say, where are the people?" Zong Sheng floated in the air expressionlessly, and several corpses were piled up under his feet, all of which were in a miserable state of death.

His long sleeves were raised slightly, and the blood-colored scythe appeared between his hands, spun rapidly, and the wheel made a graceful trajectory.

His slender fingers stretched out, and he immediately grabbed a man's head. The man's face was frightened, and he begged for mercy again and again, with pleading in his eyes, Zong Sheng's heart was not turbulent, his fingers forcefully usurped the man's hair, and the palm exerted force, and the black demonic qi immediately surrounded the man and began to search for the soul.

In a few moments, the man's eyes rolled and his mouth foamed, obviously losing his mind.

"Blood Moon Scythe, are you the Sceneless Demon Venerable Zongsheng?!"

Chunming Daojun shouted loudly, and hurriedly explained: "The old man's Dao name Chunming, is a person from the apricot forest, and has never participated in the battle between Dao and Demon, you are too ruthless to kill me for no reason, if the Demon Venerable does not dislike it, the old man's treasure can let you, I just hope you will leave me and wait for my life......"

"Ren Dan?" Zong Sheng opened his eyes and muttered, remembering the picture he had just seen in Soul Searching, his eyes instantly became as fierce as a wolf, and he shouted angrily: "How daring!

His eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty haze, and with a movement of his fingers, the metal cleared, and the Blood Moon Scythe instantly split into ten, passing like a ghost, and the sharp blade emitted a palpitating metallic cold light, galloping like a torrential rain.

At the moment when the Blood Moon Scythe was about to be inserted into Chunming Daojun's body, a long sword suddenly struck from behind Chunming Daojun and passed through his chest.

"Poof"

The tearing sound of metal thrust into the flesh rang out.

Chunming Daojun's eyes stared at him and turned back tremblingly, Liu Yanran grabbed the sword with both hands, and the sword was the one in his chest.

He felt the world spin around.

"Ran'er, why ......"

Chunming Daojun's voice trembled, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

He never thought that his beloved granddaughter would hurt him with her own hands!

Liu Yanran turned her face sideways, not daring to look directly at his gaze, and snorted: "I'm sorry grandpa, you made a mistake, I should kill my relatives in righteousness......"

"Righteous annihilation...... Righteous Destruction of Relatives...... What a righteous annihilation ha......"

Chunming Daojun was silent for a moment, and suddenly burst into an amazing laugh, with pain in his eyes that could not be concealed.

"Liu Yanran, what do you think of me? What am I doing this for? Is it in your eyes, grandpa's contribution is taken for granted?"

Chunming Daojun burst into tears and roared: "I was wrong! I raised a wolf-hearted guy, I was wrong!"

Liu Yanran felt embarrassed, lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Chunming Daojun, only sobbed lowly.

Chunming Daojun was covered with wounds, but it was not as painful as the sword in his chest, and his body was in tatters. His eyes were gloomy, he had lost the will to live, and he was unwilling to struggle, allowing the Blood Moon Scythe to tear apart his body and shatter his primordial infant.

"Am I wrong......"

At the end of his life, he said.

---

Zong Sheng silently watched the farce in front of him, without saying a word, and withdrew the Blood Moon Scythe with a light tap of his fingers.

Liu Yanran turned her head and looked at him, with tears in her eyes, as if she wanted to say something.

"Lord Demon Venerable......"

Before she finished speaking, Zong Sheng waved his hand, and the Blood Moon Scythe instantly cut off Liu Yanran's head like light.

Liu Yanran's head fell from her body and rolled on the ground, and there was disbelief in her eyes, as if she couldn't believe that she had died like this.

Zong Sheng turned his head to retract the Blood Moon Scythe, and his flat tone was unprovoked and cold.

"You can't repay your grievances with virtue, and you can't do it with your grievances. ”

"This seat hates the wolf-hearted thing the most! dirty. ”