Shen Yi looks like a forty-year, his temples are dyed white, and his eyes are vicissitudes and cold.

The status is lofty, the strength is strong, and the seniority is on par with Xiao Han of the Zixiao faction.

His people stand proudly in the air, like a strong pine, tough and upright, arrogant and lonely.

Shen Yi first saluted Huo Shaoyang, "Door Master".

Huo Shaoyang bowed his head slightly.

Shen Yi's gaze swept again, and immediately fell on Sima Yuan, his gaze seemed strange.

He said slowly, "But Sima Xiaoyou in person?"

Sima Yuan didn't dare to slack off, and immediately replied, "Zixiao Sima Yuan has seen Shen Zhenren."

Shen Yi's perennial cold face was reluctantly pulled, and he seemed to be extremely difficult to show a smile, and his cold words were slowed down slightly, "Sima Xiaoyou is not polite, you and I can be commensurate with Taoist friends." ”

How dare Sima Yuan take it seriously, only be polite to the other party, and don't dare to say anything.

Shen Yu was no longer reluctant, "Xiaoyou may need to rush to the rear immediately, and when Shen came, he noticed that there seemed to be chaos in your faction." ”

Sima Yuan's face changed, and his anger immediately dispersed, and several people on his side changed slightly.

After Huo Shaoyang and Wu Hao glanced at each other, they said in a deep voice, "Sima Daoyou can take the first step, and the remnants of the Evil God Palace will be handed over to me." ”

Shen Yi also bowed his head and said, "The one in the Evil God Palace has its own people to be shocked, and you don't need to worry. ”

Sima Yuan's heart was relieved, he looked at everyone, and said to Qilin Town Guard and Tianfeng Town Guard, "You Lao and two people will go with the barbarian Taoist friends and rescue their people." ”

Man Sheng's expression was stunned, and his eyes were slightly softened.

Qilin Zhen guarded the head, "Leave this matter to us."

Sima Yuan hugged his fists slightly at Dugu Yan and Shen Yu, and then nodded to the rest of the people, and then his figure was vertical.

At the same time, an eagle's cry sounded, and its wings immediately fluttered into the air.

Sima Yuan's figure fell, stepped on the top of the golden eagle's head, and roared away.

After Shen Yi inquired about the battle situation, his eyes swept at the Evil God Palace coldly, "My Qinghong's goal has been achieved in this battle, and there is no need to pick up that tiger whisker again." ”

Huo Shaoyang bowed his head, Wu Hao's eyes were complicated, and he sighed, "It's a pity that I didn't do all the work in one battle." ”

Man Sheng smiled, "This time, we started from killing Xu Sui of the Yin Yang Sect to capturing and killing the Holy Spirit Sect Ghost King, several Yuan Ying real people have fallen, and the strength of the Evil God Palace has plummeted, which can be regarded as revenge and earning." ”

Huo Shaoyang said to Qilin Town, "What Sima Daoyou said about saving the barbarian Daoyou, my Imperial Sword Sect can help. ”

Man Sheng was immediately overjoyed and thanked him again and again.

Later, after some discussion, it was decided that Shen Yi and Dugu Yan would attract the attention of the Evil God Palace, and Huo Shaoyang, Wu Hao, Mansheng and others would sneak into the place where the prisoners were imprisoned in the Evil God Palace to rescue the barbarians.

After some deliberation, the sword light immediately filled the sky, reflecting through a thousand feet, and the whistling sound suddenly spread in the direction of the Evil God Palace.

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Zixiao faction, inside the Zixiao Palace, Xu Zhimei guards the mountain gate.

Suddenly, she was silent and restless, as if she had been awakened.

A tall figure appeared out of thin air, attacking and killing.

Xu Zhimei's cold eyes opened, and she shouted, "Burst!"

With a bang, the entire Zixiao Hall shone brightly, and the palpitating aura suddenly rose.

The tall figure seemed to have expected it, and a cone-shaped magic weapon in his hand was thrown upward.

"Broken".

The condensed spirit shield above the Zixiao Hall slammed, as if it had been pierced from the inside by a spike.

With a snap, the spirit shield was immediately shattered.

Xu Zhimei said coldly, "Xiao Zhenshou really surrendered to the enemy?"

The mandrill town guard, who was alias Xiaoshan, had a scarlet and bloody eyes flashing, and without saying a word, his figure quickly stepped forward.

Xu Zhimei snorted as if she had been hit hard, and fell backwards.

Xiao Shan lowered his head slowly, "Sima Xiao'er ruined my sect and slaughtered my spirit beast Ge'erlang, and I will let him taste this taste today." ”

Xu Zhimei sneered, "Yuan'er really didn't expect to be wrong, I knew that you had bad intentions." ”

Xiao Shan sneered, "A kid who has not dried up is just a stinky kid, and his ambition is rampant, how can such a high-eyed and low-handed person have a long way to go?"

Suddenly, its figure staggered and slammed forward.

Then a thud came belatedly.

Xiao Shan hurriedly retreated, and a plump woman came into view.

At the same time, Xu Zhimei's body is full of breath, just like the primitive realm!

The silver-white sword in her hand was raging, and she shouted, "Demon Sword Formation, sleepy!"

Suddenly, the sound of the Zixiao Hall sounded, the Zixiao Peak swayed, and a huge forbidden array within the peak Taoist Temple broke out in an instant, and it was seamlessly connected with the Zixiao Hall on the mountainside, and it was completely integrated.

The three breaths in the hall quickly swept away, and the banging sound continued to sound.

Xiao Shan shouted, "Stinky woman, Xiao really hates not killing you in the first place!"

The white tiger with the pseudonym of Incandescent Zhen guarded the gloomy eyes, his ferocity completely dispersed, and with a roar in his mouth, his body changed greatly, and suddenly turned into a white tiger and pounced forward.

Xiao Shan was instantly thrown to the ground, and the two spirit beasts tore and bit in a roar.

When the Zixiao Hall was shocked, many of the left-behind disciples in the sect also encountered many unknown attacks, and they panicked in surprise.

And when the Zixiao faction was attacked, the Qinghong factions also ushered in a catastrophe.

But it was said that a few hours ago, after Zhuge Yan wanted to part ways with Chen Qingwan and act separately, Zixiao once again ushered in civil strife.

Led by Zhuge Yan of Tianshu Peak, Wang Zhao of Treasure Weapon Peak, rebellious Chu Martyr of Immortal Fu Peak, and Xiahou Ming, the deputy peak master of Lingfeng Peak, supplemented by Zhu Mao of Tianjian Pavilion, Li Daoxuan of the Ruling Division, and Zhao Qing, the deacon of Zixiao Palace, and others, they secretly tried their best to resist Shen Yuyan of the Law Enforcement Palace, Mo Yu, the master of Lingxiao New Peak, and Chen Qingwan of the Elder Pavilion.

At first, Chen Qingwan and Zhuge father and son's 'direction of conquest' did not agree, and gradually developed into a confrontation between the two camps in the faction, and even the entire Qinghong faction went to rescue Fantasy Dream Xuan or went straight to resist the great riot in the Evil God Palace.

At the beginning of the riots, He Jun, Liu Xiaoyin and others from the Imperial Sword Gate wanted to help Chen Qingwan, but she politely refused.

However, the escalation of the situation after that was unexpected, and even Ye Lu, who had been trying his best to prevent the Edgeworth Gate from getting involved, had to suppress the riots.

But the accident did happen.

However, it was said that when Chen Qingwan confronted Zhuge Yan's father and son, the treasure peak Wang Zhao suddenly sent a killer and directly took Chen Qingwan's life.

Shen Yuyan and Ye Qingshan on his side couldn't protect him, and Chen Qingwan was seriously injured on the spot and fainted.

And this scene happened to be seen by Sima Yuan, who arrived quickly from a hundred miles away.

The two mighty qi machines instantly enveloped more than 10,000 people from all factions, and many people's faces changed slightly, and they hid in the crowd in panic.

When Sima Yuan suddenly saw Chen Qingwan being attacked, he was immediately furious, and his figure roared away, and many flying boats in front of him were directly knocked away, and many disciples were either killed or fell.

If he met a rebellious disciple, Sima Yuan raised his hand and patted it, and his god was immediately destroyed.

The surrounding disciples scattered in shock and exclaimed.

Sima Yuan flashed to Chen Qingwan's side, flicked his robe, and the people around him flew together.

At this time, Chen Qingwan's snort was weak, his chest and abdomen dantian breath was disordered, and the golden pill breath had already dissipated, not only did his realm completely degenerate, but even his life was worried.

There seemed to be a faint air of death emanating from its body, scarlet blood stained its chest and clothes, its limbs hung down weakly, its eyes closed and trembling, and its face was as pale as snow.

Sima Yuan's lips pursed, his face was hideous and terrified, he held it tightly in his arms, hurriedly took out dozens of pills and stuffed them into his mouth, and then immediately controlled the method to assist him in refining.

With a big hand, the surrounding spiritual opportunities suddenly gathered and poured into Chen Qingwan's abdomen.

At the same time, he pressed Chen Qingwan's forehead with one hand, and grabbed the ghost record with the other, his eyes were anxious and frightened, and his face was pale,

"Gather Souls!"

Suddenly, the sound of whistling spread all around, and the disciples of the various sects standing on the flying boat were either silent, or panicked, or afraid of remorse, or trembling and silent on the flying boat.

Zhuge Yan, the Zixiao faction's face, was dark, Zhuge Wuchang was silent and silent, as for Wang Zhao, Chu Martyrdom, Xiahou Ming and others, they had already disappeared, as if they were fleeing away.

Ye Qingshan's breath was cold, her cold face seemed to have self-blame and remorse, Zhang Zongsi hung his head and was silent, Shen Yuyan trembled all over, full of evil energy.

She swept her eyes, and after her cold gaze swept over Zhuge Yan, her figure suddenly swept away, and suddenly fled away.

Looking at its direction, it seems to be the direction where a few people have fled.

The faces of Ye Lu of the Imperial Sword Sect, Ouyang Xuanting of the Martial Saint Sect and others were heavy, and after glancing at each other, they all saw the meaning in the eyes of the other party.

Zixiao may have changed a lot.

At this time, a few breaths had passed, Sima Yuan was sweating profusely on his forehead, the dead qi on Chen Qingwan's body was getting thicker and thicker, and the decay and silence aura gradually spread, and the faces around him were frightened and uneasy, and there was a commotion.

Many of the rebel disciples looked flustered, and their bodies trembled.

Suddenly, a light cough sounded, Sima

Yuan's face was overjoyed, and then his body stiffened and was silent.

Chen Qingwan in his arms gradually turned ruddy, and after a sigh, he slowly opened a pair of beautiful eyes.

Her eyes were slightly distracted, and the person who came into her eyes was Sima Yuanhou, she smiled lightly and said softly, "Senior brother."

The voice is soft and weak, and the eyes are getting brighter,

Sima Yuan's lips were pursed, and there seemed to be panic, fear, helplessness, and uneasiness in his eyes.

As if feeling that Sima Yuan's body was a little stiff, Chen Qingwan frowned.

Sima Yuan immediately hugged him tightly and said with a forced smile, "Senior brother is here, I'm here." ”

Chen Qingwan smiled weakly, slowly raised his hand and touched Sima Yuan Junyi's cheek, "It's true."

Sima Yuan felt a pain in his heart, and his face seemed to have slipped through two lines of warmth, dripping on Chen Qingwan's body.

The surrounding area was covered with green mist, enveloping the two of them.

Chen Qingwan gently stroked Sima Yuan's cheeks, Sima Yuan held them tightly, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and his eyes were gloomy.

Chen Qingwan smiled, "Senior brother, I know your intentions, but senior sister ........" ”

Sima Yuan suddenly said, "I know, junior brother knows." ”

Chen Qingwan's eyes showed guilt, and Sima Yuan hugged the beautiful woman in his arms tightly, and continued to cross into the power of the source.

Chen Qingwan said softly, "Senior brother, Qingshan is very good. ”

Sima Yuan tightened his body, his voice was low, and he said slowly, "Senior Sister's position in my heart will never change, and no one can replace it. ”

Chen Qingwan suddenly smiled sweetly, "I know, senior sister knows." ”

She took out a formation stone, "Senior brother, you can put away the formation stone at the top of Zixiao Peak." Senior sister can't keep it anymore. ”

Sima Yuan just hugged Chen Qingwan and did not take the formation stone.

Chen Qingwan drilled into his arms, revealing a comfortable look, "In addition, I used to take the little green finch to the Qilin Cliff at the beginning, but now that it has grown up, it can fly everywhere, but occasionally it will return to the Qilin Cliff." ”

"The elder brother's grave is always swept by the broom, and the broom is next to the tombstone. ”

"By the way, you don't have to care about Xiao Lingyun's life experience, no matter who she was in her previous life, if she enters the wall of the senior brother's door in this life, she is my disciple of Sword Peak, you remember, you can't treat her badly because of this in the future. ”

"When you are not in the peak, Xiao Yu'er often comes to me to accompany my senior sister to relieve her boredom, but how can she hide her little caution from my senior sister?"

When he said this, Chen Qingwan revealed a hint of peeking into the secret and proud of it.

Her tone paused, her eyes closed slightly, and she said in a weak voice, "In addition, since the stepmothers don't want to recognize me, they must have their own hardships. ”

"Senior brother, after you return to the sect, remember to tell the righteous for me... Let's give a sound. ”

Sima Yuan wept silently, holding Chen Qingwan's delicate body tightly and tightly, his throat was dry, "Senior brother has written it down, I have written it down." ”

"I'll go to see my brother often."

"No matter what grievances Ling Yun'er had in her previous life, with her junior brother here, you don't have to worry. ”

"Stepmother, stepmother,.....".

His eyes were painful, his whole body trembled, and his breath was disordered.

Suddenly, there was a commotion, as if the mood was broken, and the barely maintained sustenance quietly collapsed.

He muttered to himself, "Senior sister, you're gone, how do you want me to explain to my stepmother?"

"Senior brother is gone, senior sister, you are also gone, what do you let junior brother do?"

"Senior sister, I'm sorry. ”

.........

The words fell, but there was no response in his arms.

Chen Qingwan's breath was gentle, and his ruddy cheeks seemed to be dewy and serene.

And a look of happiness that has never been seen before.

The green mist dispersed, and the beautiful woman was silent again, only the young figure was still weeping and muttering to herself.

The four factions were silent, and there seemed to be a wisp of soul wind blowing in the air.

Blowing up Sima Yuan's long hair on his temples, then the wind dissipated, and the hair fell gently.

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At the same time, in the Zixiao Sect, the figure in the main hall suddenly trembled, and Huo Ran raised his head to look.

Back mountain, hidden peak, a Confucian figure stood with his hands in his hands, silent.

The disciples of the Quartet Sword Peak pursed their lips and said nothing, as if there were thousands of sword qi rushing into the sky.

Honor the souls of the dead.