On top of the couch (chuáng), there is a person lying down.

This person's tibia is broken, and it can be said that the top and bottom of the hun (shēn) are like soft mud, and the limbs are crippled, broken, and no longer human.

In his body, the golden pill had been shattered, and there was no monk's breath above and below Hun (shēn), as if it was really a mortal corpse lying there.

If it weren't for the existence of a faint snort, I'm afraid that Yao Lao and Ling Yuchuan would have to go on a killing spree.

After looking at it in a daze for a moment, the medicine boss was furious, turned his head, and slapped it out without saying a word.

Han Kong's complexion changed abruptly, and he pushed Han Ye away, and also stretched out his right hand, and blasted out with Yao Lao.

Rumble......

A wave of air (dàng) came out, and both of them took three steps back.

"Hankong! My Medicine Immortal Sect helped you with the Han family's alchemy, is this the result? Shaozong's life and death are uncertain, and the life of the proud disciple is here, today (rì), the old man wants you to give an explanation!"

Yao Lao Jianhua (yù) cracked, and a powerful aura emanated overwhelmingly, faintly stronger than the aura emitted in front of the gate of the Cold Mansion before!

Hankong's complexion changed drastically, and he also yelled.

"Medicine jar! The old man has already given you enough face, you really can't be bullied by my Han family? This alchemy, you and I didn't expect such a result! Your Medicine Immortal Sect Shaozong was injured, and it is true that a disciple died, but my Han family's losses are even heavier, and the elixir is not successful, even my Han family's head Han Tianye died in the catastrophe, just to save your two disciples of the Medicine Immortal Sect! This account, how can the old man calculate it! Count it to whom!"

Hankong roared, as if what he said was true, the anger and sorrow between his eyebrows, the loss and pain in his eyes, were vividly expressed.

Ling Yuchuan's pupils shrank when he heard Han Tianye fall.

Yao Lao frowned, but he also stopped his movements suddenly.

The cold sky old tears were all over the place, and with a wave of his big hand, he grabbed the void on the right in vain, and in his hand, a life slip appeared.

This is Han Tianye's fate.

This life is broken.

Yao Lao's eyes shrank, and he could see that this fate was real, and Han Tianye was really dead......

Ling Yuchuan looked at the shattered life slip in Han Kong's hand in disbelief, the breath on it, he was very familiar with, it was Han Tianye.

"The old man has lived long enough, and he will die when he dies, but the head of my Han family is still young, in order to save your two disciples of the Medicine Immortal Sect under the Heavenly Tribulation, life and death are under the Forty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, the medicine jar, what else do you want the old man to do! This elixir, the old man is wrong, it shouldn't be refined, it shouldn't be refined, it shouldn't be refined......

Hankong retracted his shēn breath, his face was extremely painful, and he gently stroked the shattered life slip in his hand, choking silently.

Yao Lao frowned, snorted coldly, ignored the cold sky, and walked into the room where Jun Mianchen was lying, and investigated Jun Mianchen's injuries.

Ling Yuchuan stood in place, his eyes wandering back and forth between the cold sky and the cold ye (shēn).

The sadness revealed by the cold sky does not seem to be fake, and the cold Tianye's life is indeed broken.

Looking at Han Ye again, Han Ye was trembling at this time, as if he was still in shock, his eyes were a little hollow, as if he had witnessed something extremely terrible (qíng), leaving a shadow (yīn) in his mind.

Perhaps, Han Ye also witnessed the scene of Han Tianye dying in the Heavenly Tribulation......

After a while, Ling Yuchuan sighed, as if the whole person had been evacuated, and walked listlessly to the side of Yao Lao (shēn).

Yao Lao narrowed his eyes, looked carefully at Jun Mianchen, who was unrecognizable, and also stretched out his hand, clicked seven times on it (shēn), and took out a colorful pill to feed Jun Mianchen.

After doing all this, Yao Lao thoughtfully, patted Ling Yuchuan on the shoulder, and left the Han family with the unconscious Rubai and Jun Mianchen, who didn't know life and death.

From beginning to end, Yao Lao didn't look at Han Kong again, nor did he look at Han Ye again.

In his eyes, none of this mattered.

......

In a barren land, the wind swept the wind and sand, whistling by.

The sky and the earth are yellow, the yellow sand is all over the sky, and the huge mountains rise from the ground, as if they are about to be in line with the sky, and there is not a drop of water on the dry ground, and many places have cracked deep cracks.

In such a scene, suddenly from the air near the ground, a whirlpool was torn apart, and the shadow of the Eleventh Ancestor (shēn) fell from the whirlpool, along with the falling one, as well as a blood-colored pill.

Burst......

The Eleventh Ancestor spat out several mouthfuls of blood one after another, his complexion was extremely poor, his clothes were in tatters, his hair was scattered, there were blood stains up and down the mud (shēn), and his breath was even more chaotic to the extreme.

"Who is she...... Why did you come to save that kid......

The Eleventh Ancestor had a strong fear and fear in his eyes, the big demon who suddenly appeared under the Heavenly Tribulation was a demon immortal! a demon immortal that was far stronger than himself!

If it weren't for the fact that he was close to leaving, he would have died under her grasp.

That grasp is like grabbing his own soul, along with his own soul, mixed with all the longevity and aura, will be sucked away.

What kind of supernatural power is that......

What kind of person is she!

Burst......

The Eleventh Ancestor vomited blood again, his eyes went black, and he fell headlong on the sand and gravel on the ground, fainting.

......

At the same time, in the easternmost part of the central domain, in a large area of silver desert, a pretty (shēn) shadow also appeared in the sky.

This (shēn) shadow is also languishing, and her breath is extremely weak, and it is a woman, in her hand, clutching a straw rope tightly.

At the moment when this woman appeared in the silver desert, above the East China Sea, in the east to the fairy island, Nirvana suddenly turned around, there was surprise and hope in her eyes, silently, Nirvana Wuyuan waved her hand, and the whole person disappeared on the top of the mountain.

Ran Ji gasped heavily, just now he took himself away with his dream magic power, he should have gone directly to the Eastern Domain, but he was too seriously injured and could only get here.

It is surrounded by desert, similar to the terrain of the eastern region, but different.

Ran Ji wiped the blood that spilled from the corner of her mouth, her face was firm, and she walked step by step in the soft desert.

"Can't stop...... Can't stop...... Heavenly Dao ......"

Ran Ji's eyes were a little dazzled, her vision was very blurry, the demonic power in her body was exhausted, and she was seriously injured at the moment (shēn), and she couldn't walk anymore.

Ran Ji looked a little flustered, and after taking two steps, she looked back at the sky, as if she was afraid of something, and the only thing that remained unchanged was the straw rope tightly held in her right hand.

This straw rope is more precious than her (xìng) life.

What she didn't know was that in the Bottle Realm, the little guy was also restless and extremely irritable at the moment.

A very ominous premonition suddenly rose in its heart, as if something extremely important was about to leave, and it was very uncomfortable.

But it can't leave the Realm in a Bottle, and it doesn't know how.

"Roar!!

The little one roared in the middle of the bottle, and it bumped around, trying to find a way out of here, to meet the person who was especially important in its life.

"Can't...... Stop ......"

Ran Ji's face was pale, and she trembled (shēn), walking blindly with only her willpower.

She didn't know where it was, if it was far from the Northlands, if it was safe......

She only knew that if she stopped, she would be discovered by the will of the Heavenly Dao, and then she would die, even with the Hideous Emperor.

If she doesn't allow such a thing (qíng) to happen, she can only walk, even if she breaks her leg and loses her soul, she has to go on.

After walking for more than half an hour, Ran Ji's eyes were blank, her face was bloodless, and the Yuan Dan in her body had dried up, and even began to shrink because she could not operate and rest.

Her feet were cracked, oozing a lot of blood, staining the golden sand on the ground, and her clothes, long in tatters, revealed large swaths of white skin, but there was no time to hide them.

"Let's go...... Walk ......"

Ran Ji muttered as she walked and walked, and her feet softened, and she fell straight forward.

However, she did not fall in a sea of sand, but as if she was planted in a warm embrace.

With the last trace of strength, Ran Ji raised her head, there was broken hair in front of her eyes, and vaguely, she seemed to see a pair of eyes, and those eyes were full of sadness, excitement, (rè) (qíng), hope and so on.

Those eyes were embedded in the face of a middle-aged man full of vicissitudes, he had silver hair, temples were as white as snow, and his mouth seemed to be saying something.

"Don't be afraid, you're home. ”

Family?

What a warm name......

Ran Ji smiled lightly and fainted.

Nirvana caress Ran Ji's hair, revealing her pretty face, and her eyes are full of distress.

"Are you the orphan of the Ran family...... Don't be afraid, you're home, I'll take you home!"

Nirvana's gaze became resolute, even a little cold, raised his head, and looked at the far away, the somewhat strange sky.

With a cold snort, Nirvana waved his hand, and the entire silver desert suddenly changed color, and the wind whistled by, covering all the roads that Ran Ji had walked, and blowing away all the breath left by Ran Ji.

Nirvana squinted his eyes, his silver hair fluttered, and he gradually disappeared into the wind with Ran Ji in his arms in his arms in the sea of sand.

After a long time, in the place where Nirvana had no chance to leave, it was empty, but it was as if there was a supreme will, and it was as if it was passing by.

This will is invisible, no one can perceive it, in the wind and sand, the will sweeps, as if nothing has been found, so it looks in another direction, and quickly glances at the past.

......

I don't know how long it has been, but in a house that couldn't be simpler, Ran Ji is lying on a couch (chuáng).

Ran Ji's complexion is much better, and the Yuan Dan in her body is also constantly recovering, condensing her demonic power little by little.

In Ran Ji's hand, she still held a straw rope tightly and never let go.

Ran Ji frowned slightly, and opened her eyes very slowly.

As far as the eye can see, it is a simple wooden roof, and from here, you can even see the blue sky through the cracks in the wood of the roof.

Sky?

Apocalypse!

Ran Ji was startled, sat up abruptly, subconsciously looked at the straw rope in her hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately looked at the sky exposed in the crack of the wood with a panicked look.

"It's okay, Heavenly Dao can't detect your existence for the time being. ”

As soon as the words were sent, Ran Ji was startled again, stood up (shēn), looked for the source of the sound, and saw a (shēn) shadow on the edge of the cliff outside the house.

The (shēn) shadow one (shēn) plain clothes, extremely simple, with his back to himself, the most conspicuous place he can see is probably the silver hair and the faint detachment temperament.

This (shēn) shadow is the Nirvana who saved Ran Ji.

Nirvana looked at the sea of clouds in the distance and did not look back.

Ran Ji's gaze (yīn) was uncertain, looking at the shadow of Nirvana's (shēn), a little puzzled.

She vaguely remembered that she almost lost her mind in a desert, and when she finally lost consciousness, she seemed to be rescued by a man.

Is that him?

Who is he......

Ran Ji staggered, walked out of the house step by step, and as soon as she walked out, she was stunned.

Around the house, there are neon mulberry trees, a type of mulberry tree that, at night, emits a brilliant neon glow.

"Mulberry ......"

Ran Ji's eyes suddenly moistened, as if she saw this Ni Sang, and saw something very warm in her memory.

At this moment, Nirvana, who had always had his back to her, turned around (shēn), and that handsome face full of vicissitudes was really displayed in front of Ran Ji's eyes.

"This is Ni Sang, remember, the ancient road of the demon world is full of Ni Sang. ”

Ran Ji's pupils trembled, and the complex (qíng) feeling in her heart was indescribable, and she looked at the man in front of her in a daze as if she was sluggish at the moment.

Looking at Ran Ji's appearance, Nirvana felt a pain in her heart.

The demon world collapsed, the demon fairy survived, he searched the world for countless years, all of them found some demon fairy corpses, and now he finally found a living demon fairy, like him, alive, demon fairy!

Looking at her appearance, I don't know how much she has suffered and how many sins she has suffered.

Nirvana took two steps forward, smiling all over his face.

"Don't be afraid, when you get home, no one dares to hurt you anymore on my Donglai Island, and no one dares to bully you again. ”

Without waiting for Ran Ji to speak, a warm smile bloomed on Nirvana's face, and then he spoke softly.

"Even if it's the way of heaven, it can't work. ”