At dawn, the sky is bright, and the night passes quietly. [Full text reading.]

Zhan Feng, whose long hair was scattered like ink on his white clothes, exuded a temperament as cold as his sword.

The three-dimensional facial features carved like a sharp knife exude a cold aura, the thin lips are slightly pursed, and the eyes that are so deep that they can't see the bottom are staring around vigilantly.

Hua Yuxi, who was kneeling on the side, finally revealed a trace of blush on the goose egg face of the moth eyebrows, and the willow eyebrows trembled slightly, like a pair of dancing butterflies.

The morning sun is rising, the sky is red, and the vast land is unconsciously covered with a layer of red.

Zhan Feng, who reminded him of the fear overnight, couldn't help but exhale deeply after feeling the first ray of warm sunshine, the mysterious person who was dormant in the dark did not appear, and the things he had been worried about did not happen, and Zhan Feng couldn't help but have a feeling of the aftermath in his heart.

His panicked heart finally got a little relief, and for the first time in more than ten years, he felt that the rising sun was so beautiful.

Bang!

Zhan Feng vigilantly glanced at the surrounding environment, and after his divine sense found no abnormality, he jumped forward, his body was as light as a swallow, and his figure flashed, and he came to Xiaohe's corpse and observed it carefully.

As Zhan Feng imagined, Xiao He was shot through the chest by someone, causing him to die instantly, and his angry eyes were round and slightly bulging outward, you can imagine his horror after being attacked.

The wound on his chest of about nine inches was the direct cause of his sudden death, and judging from the wound, it was the same as Zhanfeng's previous attack by Jin Kui Jinsuo, which was directly pierced from the front chest to the back.

Under the unnoticed awareness of a foundation building monk, he was killed instantly, and the strength of the person who shot was definitely not below the six grades of foundation building.

At that time, although Xiao He was concerned about Zhanfeng, the natal magic weapon in his hand was not vegetarian, and he could directly penetrate the natal magic weapon in an instant and kill the master with one blow, so it was impossible for such a thunderous method to do it except for the monks above the middle stage.

But who is this man?

Judging from the situation at the scene, the person who killed Xiao He seemed to be helping himself, but why did he help himself?

Could it really be someone from the Fire Lin Palace?

Zhan Feng held his chin with a pestle, his sword eyebrows were furrowed, and he squatted next to Xiao He's corpse, puzzled, and had no choice but to target the Huolin Palace.

Within the scope of his knowledge, only the Huolin Hall dared to kill a Shuikan Hall monk without any scruples, and judging from the current situation, only the Huolin Hall did not want to die.

However, Zhan Feng was not sure, because Xiao He's body did not have any spiritual power left, and the blow that pierced Xiao He's chest was like a ghost, coming and going without a trace, leaving no trace.

Such a swift method, such a strange method, can't help but make people secretly frightened.

"It's—"

After resuming pranayama and waking up, Hua Yuxi also came to Zhanfeng's side, and when she saw Xiao He's bloody and hideous death, her delicate body couldn't help but be shocked, and then she took two steps back, with a shocked face.

To be honest, Xiao He's death was not so miserable, but Hua Yuxi was a girl after all, and the task she performed when she was in Kaiyang Sect was nothing more than hunting demon beasts, but there was a world of difference between a bloody person and a bloody demon beast, and seeing it with her own eyes, the shock to people's hearts was incomparable.

Vomiting - the strong smell of blood can't help but make people sick, just a moment, Hua Yuxi's heart was already surging with blood, and there was a feeling of overturning the river and the sea and surging in the internal organs.

The innocent and elegant heart was about to collapse at this moment, and the scene in front of her was really unbearable, the faint flush on the goose egg face with the moth eyebrows disappeared in an instant, and the miserable white expression once again occupied her cheeks.

"Are you alright?"

Zhan Feng suddenly came back to his senses, a little stunned, Hua Yuxi's reaction surprised him a little.

The world of cultivating immortals is a bloody and cruel world, and the time Hua Yuxi has stepped into the world of cultivating immortals is not short, thinking that she should be accustomed to life and death, but Hua Yuxi's appearance really made Zhanfeng a little stunned, and at a glance, she knew that she was not ready to face real life and death.

Or that she is not strong enough to face the cruelty of life and death.

"It's okay—what's going on?"

Hua Yuxi took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the strong vomiting feeling in her heart, turned her head to look to the side, held her chest with her right hand, her breathing was slightly short, and she waved her hand gently at Zhan Feng, and couldn't help but have some doubts about Xiao He's death, because it was too bloody.

"I don't know, let's get out of here first. ”

Zhan Feng shook his head, stood up, his heart was also foggy, and after sighing secretly, he stretched out his hand and waved to incinerate Xiao He's body, and then reached out and grabbed Xiao He's storage bag in his hand.

"Whew—where are you going?"

As soon as the strong smell of blood disappeared, Hua Yuxi exhaled deeply, and after silently breathing for a while, she glanced around, her eyes a little dazed.

"——Looking for the brothers and sisters of the Yan family"

Zhan Feng smiled mysteriously, looked at a valley, rubbed off the ground, his figure turned into an afterimage, returned to the place where Hua Yuxi meditated and cultivated, stretched out his hand, and put the spirit transformation array into the white jade mirage, and after a slight pause, the figure turned into a sea of clouds and flying kites, flying towards the position of the Yan family's brothers and sisters.

Hua Yuxi's body was as light as a swallow, and she followed closely behind Zhanfeng, one after the other, and the figures of the two suddenly disappeared into the dilapidated jungle, and the jungle that had been devastated by the war once again returned to calm.

"It's—"

Quietly fell in the valley where the Yan family brothers and sisters were, and couldn't help but be stunned.

In front of him, the brothers and sisters of the Yan family sat cross-legged one after the other, Yan Zhao put his hands on Yan Lu's back, as if he was healing Yan Lu's wounds, his well-defined face showed a trace of anxiety, and his forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat.

And Yan Lu has a painful look, her childish and fat little face is slightly distorted, and her delicate body keeps twitching, which can't help but make people feel pity.

"She's—seems to be hurt. ”

Hua Yuxi frowned slightly, hesitated slightly, and walked lightly in the direction of Yan Lu.

Poof!

Without warning, before Hua Yuxi approached, Yan Zhao's face changed, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

The moment Zhan Feng saw Yan Zhao vomiting blood, he took an arrow step, instantly sat behind Yan Lu, stretched out his hand and patted it, instead of Yan Zhao to heal Yan Lu's injuries.

And Yan Zhao, who seemed to have been counterattacked, fell to the ground unconscious, and the sudden change made Hua Yuxi a little stunned, and after a slight pause, he reached out and patted the storage bag, took out a small bottle, poured out a pill, and stuffed it into the mouth of the unconscious Yan Zhao.

"How?"

After checking Yan Zhao's pulse, he found that Yan Zhao was fine, but his spiritual power consumption was too great, so that he was in a coma, and after exhaling lightly, Hua Yuxi shifted his gaze to Zhan Feng, who looked puzzled.

"It's strange, she belongs to the Fire Gold Mutation Twin Spirit Root-but-"

Zhan Feng shook his head, his sword eyebrows were furrowed, Yan Lu's situation made him very incomprehensible, when he probed his divine sense into Yan Lu's Purple Mansion, he found that there was a sea of gold and a red sea of qi on Yan Lu's Purple Mansion that was as thin as a cicada's wings, but the spiritual power in the two sea of fire and gold was very chaotic, rampage, and there was a vague posture of wanting to break out of the shell.

Yan Lu, who was a fire and gold dual-attribute mutant spirit root, did not benefit from his different talents. On the contrary, in Yan Lu's body, the dual-attribute Fire Gold Spirit Root caused her a lot of trouble.

The dual-attribute spiritual root on her body did not fuse with her body, bringing her the benefits she should have in her cultivation. On the contrary, it seems that water and fire are incompatible, constantly rejecting her body, which is also the root cause of Yan Lu's pain.

It stands to reason that the spiritual root is innate, and it has existed in the body since birth, that is to say, the spiritual root is a part of the body, like Yan Lu, who is rejected by his own spiritual root, Zhan Feng has never heard of it, so he doesn't know what to do, so he can only use his strong spiritual power to forcibly sort out the messy spiritual power in Yan Lu's purple mansion.

In addition, there is nothing he can do, after all, Yan Lu is rejected by her own spiritual root, and if she wants to be completely cured, she can only completely change her own physique and let the spiritual root merge with herself, otherwise, once the spiritual power is scattered, the rejection of the spiritual root will be more intense.

"Could it be- she's the body of the sun—"

Hua Yuxi's eyebrows frowned, and after a little silence, Shui Lingling's big eyes flashed, revealing a hint of surprise.

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