"The aura of the ink crow is indeed powerful, but it is not stable, and it is also broken through by sucking flesh essence blood and soul power. "Lone Shadow is worthy of being an old powerhouse, and he feels the breath emanating from the human body so clearly, which is also due to the mystery of life and death that he comprehends.

"This time his doppelganger has been hit hard, and I think the injury of the deity will not be light, this time under the guise of a grudge ten years ago to encircle and suppress Sikong Xuan, I think he is also quite familiar with Sikong Xuan's every move!"

"That's not it, from what the ink crow said when he fled in the end, he coveted Sikong Xuan's soul clone, this is the purpose of his visit this time, but I didn't expect that all of our Seven Kings of the Night would come, don't underestimate the ink crow, he is even more terrifying than we imagined!"

"By the way, Hall Master, I have another major discovery today, which also confirms my previous suspicion. Zongheng belonged, and he was quite respectful to the Demon Sect Sect Leader Mo Crow, and even had a hint of fear. I think the relationship between the two of them is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface, could it be that the mysterious elder of Zongheng is the Demon Sect Sect Leader Mo Crow?"

"I've had some doubts for a long time, but I don't believe it yet, and hearing you say this today, the suspicion in my heart is even more convinced. The lone shadow was still staring at the sky in the distance, the killing intent on his body was getting stronger and stronger, and a cyan robe grinned.

"It seems that the rivers and lakes will once again set off a bloody storm, I don't know if those old friends are okay, whether they know that the general trend is coming!" A sigh spread to the valley and to the distance.

"How's Sikong Xuan's injury?" Lone Shadow turned his head and looked at the veiled remnant dream in front of him.

"His injuries are very bad, the repeated fierce battles, the squeezing of the potential in the body, plus the arrangement of the Seven Evil Soul Killing Array, the loss of essence and blood, and the subsequent sacrifice, the detonation formation, the soul power has been seriously counterattacked, fortunately, he took a few pills I gave him, plus the treatment just now, now he has barely controlled the injury in his body, but the foundation has been seriously damaged, and the hope of going one step further is very slim!" Remnant Meng sighed, this time she can be said to have seen the whole battle, and also participated in it, if it wasn't for the six of them arriving one after another, it is estimated that this time Sikong Xuan is really in a catastrophe.

"This is the nature of my old friend, and he doesn't want to trouble others in his own affairs, which has made him suffer from the pain of hard work and displacement in the past thirteen years. Fortunately, more than ten years of precipitation allowed him to successfully break through to the realm of his dreams. I think even if he woke up and knew he couldn't take a step forward, he wouldn't regret it. When Lone Shadow heard what Remnant Dream had just said, he also felt sympathy for his old friend's plight, but the Eight Kings of the Night were all in the same spirit, and no one would abandon anyone, not to mention that they had never been afraid of anyone in this world.

It's just that Haoran's situation is a little bad, and there is a trace of anger on his body. Holding the little girl named Xiaoxiao, it is estimated that she is the little girl who grew up with him and is a childhood sweetheart. Even if he was unconscious, he was tightly held in his arms, and after waking up, he was completely like a different person, without saying a word, squatting beside Sikong Xuan. Remnant Dream worried Haoran, and when they arrived, the toxins in Xiaoxiao's body had invaded all the internal organs, destroying all the vitality, and she was powerless to return to the sky, remembering Haoran's last appearance of begging her, she couldn't help but feel sad in her heart.

"Hey... , Since he was a child, his family was slaughtered, and he followed Sikong Xuandong to hide in Tibet, and finally settled down, but he didn't expect that his physical relatives were slaughtered because of him, this may be fate!" "Lone Shadow sees the word life and death more thoroughly than anyone else, and he only grasps three or four points of the mystery of life and death now, and the deeper he understands life and death, the more he can realize that there is an insurmountable gap between life and death.

"Who says it's not, it's just that he's still young, and these are too big blows for him, I just hope Haoran can survive. Remnant Meng turned to look at the cave where they were resting not far away, and saw wisps of bonfires rising in the night, and occasionally the sound of fires was heard.

... ...

The early morning birdsong and the glow of the morning sun broke the silence in the valley at this time.

The night passed quickly, and Haoran was still the same as last night, squatting beside Sikong Xuan with Xiaoxiao in his arms, his eyes were bright red bloodshots, and the tears after drying up could still be seen in the corners of his eyes.

Everyone persuaded each other to put Xiaoxiao's body next to them and hand it over to them to guard, Haoran didn't say a word, squatting in place like a puppet, and everyone persuaded him several times to no avail, so let him continue to stay like this, let him stay quietly for a while, calm down his inner struggle, maybe it will be fine after a while, and it will last until early in the morning.

From outside the cave came the smell of millet porridge and whispers.

The hall master Lone Shadow hurriedly left with Mo Mei and the other people in the dark night in the early hours of the morning, the Demon Sect is now in the rivers and lakes, and there will be another bloody massacre, so it must be deployed as soon as possible. Leave the canopy, remnant dreams, nine shadows, and the underworld to take care of Sikong Xuan and Haoran.

After a night of pranayama and the treatment of the Remnant Dream, the healing saint, the injuries in the bodies of the Nine Shadows and the Netherworld have basically stabilized. Sikong Xuan's injuries were greatly beyond the expectations of the remnant dream, the originally seriously injured body and damaged soul had undergone a earth-shaking improvement overnight, the internal organs in the body were slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the soul clones in the Mud Pill Palace were gradually recovering.

Remnant Dream felt incredible at first, but the breath overflowing from Sikong Xuan's body in the back surprised her, Qianhuanjia Blue, and it was also the breath of Qianhuan Jialan for more than five or six hundred years, and after being amazed, she couldn't help but envy Sikong Xuan, this kind of rare heaven and earth treasure against the sky, after taking it, not only can break through the existing realm, but also be able to maintain a permanent appearance, strengthen the body, and prolong life.

The effect of the appearance alone can cause the cultivators in this vast world to cause a sword light and sword shadow, a bloody storm. This kind of anti-heaven and earthly treasure is absolutely unattainable, and there are powerful demonic beasts around him, what is needed is not only chance, but also strong strength to snatch it, he should have paid a great price.

Remnant Dream can determine the year just by the Thousand Illusions Blue aura that overflows from Sikong Xuan's body, and the strength of the Medical Saint is really not simple. It's just that Remnant Dream never thought that when Sikong Xuan competed for Thousand Illusion Jialan, he didn't suffer a little bit of injury, and he also got an unexpected gain.

Looking at Sikong Xuan, who was about to wake up in a coma, no wonder he hadn't seen him for thirteen years, not only did he not age, but he also became younger, if... , The corners of Remnant Dream's mouth couldn't help but leak a sly smile.

"Remnant Dream, Sikong Xuan's injury... , you don't want to look at him like this... , I told you, you should dispel such thoughts as soon as possible, don't even think about it, he is mine!" Jiuyou originally wanted to ask Sikong Xuan's injury how he was recovering now, but when he saw her leaking a malicious smile, a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.

"You, you put a thousand hearts, ten thousand hearts, no one will compete with you. Remnant Dream was laughed at by Jiuyou's words just now, and hurriedly covered up his little thoughts just now.

"Your smile just now made me feel hairy all over my body, you shouldn't really have any intentions for him, right?" Jiuyou is still not impressed by the perfunctory performance of the remnant dream just now, this Nizi must have ulterior motives.

"Okay, don't make a fuss, I don't know yet, I didn't before, and I won't now, but I do have a little bit of caution about him, but it's not what you think!"

"Okay, I said that you are a remnant dream... , The fox's tail finally leaked out, don't fight yourself, say, what is the purpose?" Jiuyou glared at the remnant dream with disgust, although she has known each other for decades, and her medical skills can be said to be the peak, but secretly maybe she really has some special hobby, and Jiuyou was also shocked by her own cranky thoughts.

Remnant Meng shook her head helplessly, ignoring her vexatiousness, she also knew Jiuyou's temperament, turned her head to look at Haoran beside her, and sat in place with Xiaoxiao stunned, from last night to now, as before, there was no trace of focus in her eyes.

Jiuyou didn't continue to find trouble with the remnant dream, and also looked at Haoran, and was very helpless in his heart, just about to comfort Haoran, he saw Sikong Xuan's fingers suddenly moving while lying down, and Jiuyou held Sikong Xuan's hand excitedly.

"Sikong Xuan, Sikong Xuan. Jiuyou shouted loudly with a hint of surprise in his excitement.

At this time, Remnant Meng also turned his head to look at Sikong Xuan who was lying in the haystack, and saw his eyelids twitch slightly, and then opened his tired eyes.

Haoran heard someone calling his grandfather's name, and instantly came back to his senses, because he sat on the ground and hugged Xiaoxiao all night, his hands and feet were now numb, and he was just about to get up, and he was swirling around, but fortunately he was supported by the remnant dream and did not fall to the ground.

"Master... Father... Grandpa, you're awake. Haoran hadn't eaten for a day, and he hadn't even drunk a sip of water, and his throat was very hoarse at this time, and as soon as he made a sound, he was stinging hotly. Haoran shook his head, moved to Sikong Xuan's side with Xiaoxiao in his arms, and shouted anxiously.

"Grandpa, are you feeling better? Haoran's voice was mixed with a hint of choking, yesterday's nightmare came too suddenly, the friends from childhood to adulthood, the amiable villagers, were all slaughtered in one day, and now except for Xiaoxiao, the others did not even have a complete corpse left.

Jiuyou helped Sikong Xuan up from the haystack and leaned on his arms, Sikong Xuan only felt a burst of softness coming from behind and from his head, his body couldn't help but be a little stiff, and his face did not leak the slightest timidity, which was completely perfectly covered by the pale cheeks without a trace of blood.

"Nether, hurry up and bring in the porridge. The voice of the Nine Shadows came from the cave into the ears of the Netherworld and the Heavenly Curtain who were boiling porridge outside.

The two of them also heard Jiuyou's shout just now, and knew that Sikong Xuan had woken up now, so they hurriedly took out a bowl of porridge and hurriedly walked into the cave, and saw Jiuyou holding Sikong Xuan in his arms, and the corners of his mouth leaked a little arc of a smile.

"Hurry up, grind and chirp like a girl. Don't you see that there is still Haoran here? Why, staring at such big eyes scares people. Jiuyou hurriedly reached out and grabbed the gruel in the hand of the ghost, ignoring the dark face of the ghost, the sky had long been used to the noise between the two of them, patted the shadow on the shoulder, motioned him to go out, and looked at the weak Sikong Xuan lying in the arms of the nine ghosts.

"Should I call you Sikong Xuan or comfort Fengchen!" "Yesterday, the situation was critical, the time came in a hurry, and I didn't say hello to my old friend for many years, I saw him faint, and I had to clean up the mess and guard them all.

"Long time no see!"

"Long time no see!"

The friendship between men does not need too much rendering, a word from you and me, a kind greeting, and a warm smile are enough to comfort so many years of separation.

"I want to thank you for often sending delicious food to our grandparents and grandchildren over the years, don't you say, we usually have coarse tea and light rice, and occasionally improve our lives It's really a different flavor, cough... Cough. Sikong Xuan looked at the sky and looked at Haoran who was holding Xiaoxiao beside him, he had just woken up at this time, and although his body had recovered a little, he was still a little weak.

"No wonder the messengers I send out are becoming fewer and less timid, and occasionally there is a hint of fear in the messages I send to me, you. Don't talk yet, there will be time in the future, you drink the porridge first, Jiuyou, this girl stared at me, haha... "It's rare for Tianmu to make a joke, and he usually doesn't smile like Mo Mei, but today is really happy, so he was unpresumptuous.

"Tianmu, why are you the same as that big guy, I don't understand the amorous feelings. As soon as he walked to the cave, he heard Jiuyou sarcastically mocking him, if it weren't for the remnant dream coming over, the two of them would really want to use this cave as a stage and sing a play.

"Haoran, you can drink a little too. ”

Remnant Meng handed a bowl of porridge to Haoran, only to see Haoran shaking his head at Remnant Dream, Sikong Xuan saw that Haoran's heart had not recovered from yesterday's incident at this time, sighed in his heart, patted his hand, and nodded to Haoran.

Sikong Xuan found that there were only a few of them, so he looked at the sky and said, "What about the hall master and Mo Lao?"

"In yesterday's battle, Mo Lao was also seriously injured, and he recovered a lot after the treatment of the remnant dream, and the Demon Sect made a big move this time, so as not to give birth to drawbacks, so he left with the hall master. The Demon Sect is really becoming more and more rampant, even our people in the dark night dare to move, their purpose Sima Zhao's heart is known to everyone, what they have done is really angry and resentful, sooner or later one day we will kill them all. Although Tianmu was angry and had a monstrous killing intent in his words, it did not overflow in the slightest.

"The hall master has told us to take care of you, take care of this matter, and we must go to the convergence. "Tianmu knows everything about the crimes committed by the Demon Sect, and he is also clear about some of the people who have disappeared in the Five Domains over the years, but the intelligence personnel and demon beasts scattered all over the place have not been able to find out where the Demon Sect is.

"I didn't expect the Demon Sect to intervene this time, I think you should have guessed that there is absolutely no connection between Zongheng and the Demon Sect. Sikong Xuan stood up with the support of Jiuyou, and his words were full of anger and murderous intent, and he dared to covet his soul clone, which was really wishful thinking. With the revival of the soul clone, the Xuan Qi in the body gradually filled.

"The five regions and thirteen states of the Hengduan Continent will face a bloody storm again, I don't know how many cultivators and ordinary people will be displaced this time and buried in this rain of swords and swords, I only hope that the tranquility before this storm will make the major sects, royal families, and caves sound the alarm. Remnant Dream looked out of the cave and thoughtfully.

"Grandpa, I want to bury Xiaoxiao in the back mountain where we live. Haoran looked up at Sikong Xuan at this time, and hugged Xiaoxiao tightly.