Three days later, Yan Huaiyu's injuries had healed, Wu Yanyu and the others were shocked, they had never seen such a strange person, after a serious injury, they could recover after a few days of resting.

At night, quietly, Yan Huaiyu sat alone at the table, staring intently at the candle flame on the table.

There was always a figure that appeared in his mind from time to time, dressed in a pale red dress, covered with a light veil, and even her voice and her eyes were so familiar.

Yan Huaiyu didn't know what strange disease he had, a strange woman, but it seemed to be a very familiar feeling, he simply shook his head vigorously, trying to throw all the distracting thoughts out of his mind, blew out the candle, leaned over, and gently swinged out the window.

Walking on the edge of the Luo River, the breeze blows, the whole body is cool, looking at the little fishing fire in the river, like the stars in the night sky, twinkling and twinkling, suddenly, Yan Huaiyu saw a figure not far away.

Dressed in white, tall and tall, the breeze blows through her hair, and the green silk flutters in the wind, like a fairy in a painting.

Leng Lingxi seemed to sense the person next to him, stretched out his white jade fingers, and brushed the hair fluttering next to his ears.

Whispered, "Is your injury better?"

Yan Huaiyu nodded and said, "I'm almost cured, thank you for your concern." ”

Leng Lingxi said quietly, as if he was talking to himself: "Actually, you don't have to block it for me." ”

Yan Huaiyu was speechless for a while, and muttered: "The situation was critical at that time, if it was someone else, I would also stop it." ”

Leng Lingxi's body shook, her back was to Yan Huaiyu, and two lines of cold tears slowly flowed, cold at the moment, and her heart.

Suddenly, a white light rose up in the middle of the town, accompanied by the sound of an eagle's cry, which was used by the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Alliance to send signals when they were in danger.

An hour ago, Wu Yanyu and Ximen Duxiu had already gone to the Wang family's ghost house to investigate clues, leaving Leng Lingxi to take care of the seriously injured Yan Huaiyu.

Leng Lingxi stabilized his mood and said: "Presumably the two of them are in trouble, I will go to support, you go back to the inn and wait for us." ”

Yan Huaiyu hurriedly said, "My injuries have healed!"

Leng Lingxi stood up with the sword and threw a sentence: "It's okay to hurt, you can come!"

In an instant, the two of them had already come to the sky above the Wang family's compound, staring intently, the yin qi was rolling, and they couldn't see the situation inside clearly, only listening to the sound of shouting and slashing.

A white light flashed, and the two appeared in the courtyard, only to see a group of ragged dried corpses with festering flesh besieging Wu Yanyu and the others.

Although these dried corpses have no cultivation, their bodies are extremely hard, and there are many of them, and they even cut off their legs, but they still crawl and rush up with both hands to attack.

There are also a few leader-looking dry corpses, with sensitive movements, as if they were people with cultivation before their deaths, and a black gas spews out from their mouths from time to time, the stench is incomparable, and it obviously contains highly poisonous.

The two immediately sacrificed the fairy sword and joined the battle group, and for a while, the light was shining, and the severed limbs were flying, which was very tragic. With the addition of Yan Leng and the others, Wu Yanyu and the others felt that the pressure was reduced, and the more they fought, the more courageous they became, and they had the upper hand steadily.

Seeing that the four of them were struggling all the way, they gradually rushed to the main hall, only to hear the roar of a monster, the tiles on the eaves were shaken off, crackling and shattering to the ground, and the dry corpses seemed to encounter natural enemies, lying quietly on the ground, not daring to move at all.

Accompanied by the roar, there was a string of silver bell-like crisp laughter, for some reason, it sounded like laughter overshadowed the earth-shattering roar, and it clearly reached the ears of the four people.

Two people walked out of the hall slowly, to be exact, it should be one person and one monster, and the person was the blood Qianxun who seriously injured Yan Huaiyu.

One beauty and one stinky stood together, extremely incongruous, only to see the monster's green fangs, red eyes, blood oozing from the corners of the eyes, two fangs were very sharp, faintly glowing with blue light, a pair of hands like dry chicken claws, and the black nails were longer than the fingers.

Blood Chihiro chuckled and said, "You guys know that there is no door to hell and you are trying to break in, so you are simply killing yourself. ”

Leng Lingxi stepped forward and said coldly: "Demon girl, let's compete today." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he directly drew his sword and stabbed out, and where he passed, he was frozen for three feet and unstoppable.

Blood Qianhiro's eyes narrowed slightly, and he pulled out the Dingtian hairpin on his head, and the Dingtian hairpin rose in the face of the storm, instantly turning into the length of a sword, and Blood Qianxun held the hairpin with one hand, and also stabbed at the condensation frost very quickly.

There was a loud bang, and the frost fixing hairpin crashed into one place, which could really be described as a needle tip against a wheat mang, and the violent aura was raging, and the ground was blown out of a one-person-high divine pit.

Blood Chihiro finally put away her playful attitude, and became extremely serious at the moment

He said, "This place is too narrow, let's fight again in another place." ”

After speaking, he jumped up, resisted the wind, and galloped towards the edge of the Luo River.

Leng Lingxi snorted coldly, followed by the two of them disappeared in an instant.

Seeing that there were still three people left in the courtyard, the monster opened its bloody mouth and took a big stride, and the ground seemed to shake, and rushed towards the other three.

Wu Yanyu held the sword in both hands, exhaled loudly, and violently inserted the Longyuan Sword in his hand into the ground, and a dragon roar came out of the sword, and the ground cracked instantly.

The monster couldn't hold back its forward momentum for a while, and fell into the crack with a thud.

Ximen Duxiu shouted to Yan Huaiyu: "It's up to the two of me here, you quickly go to support Leng Lingxi!"

Then he lifted the weeping soul and soared into the air, and then flew down, and the ghostly energy in the weeping soul exploded, accompanied by the sound of the ghost crying wolf, turning into a black light and piercing straight into the crack.

Yan Huaiyu no longer fell in love with the war, and went straight to the Luo River, and heard a monster's scream from the rear from a distance, and it seemed to be roaring.

I saw that on the edge of the Luo River, two figures circled and flew, blue and purple and bright light, the trees on both sides fell in response, and the river surface also exploded with a high column of water, a mess.

Yan Huaiyu jumped up, joined the battle group, pulled out the dragon slashing, and the rolling evil qi poured out from the sword, and a big blood-red chopping word slowly appeared, only to see him slash hard, and the slashing word shot out sharply, blasting towards the blood Qianxun.

Blood Qianhiro suddenly had an inexplicable panic in his heart, retreated a few feet, and used all his strength to swing out the Dingtian hairpin, hard to the dragon sword qi, and smashed the word on the Dingtian hairpin, wow!

Leng Lingxi stabbed out with a sword, and took the blood from Qianhiro's throat, although it was a few zhang away, Xueqianhiro already felt that he was cold, the blood seemed to be frozen, and his body was uncontrollable, so he had to close his eyes and wait for death.

Time seemed to have passed for a long time, and the figure of that man appeared in her mind, but it was him, who helped others to ask for his own life, as long as he was willing, she was willing to suffer all the pain in the world, and die, so what's the matter?

Blood Chihiro slowly opened her beautiful eyes, looking at the incredible scene in front of her, a humanoid ice sculpture blocked his vision, and then, the ice sculpture cracked, pieces fell, and a figure fell to the ground from it.

Wow, Yan Huaiyu also vomited out a mouthful of blood, panting heavily.

Leng Lingxi looked at the man in front of him in shock, his eyes were full of incomprehension, and his incomprehension turned into a thick worry.

Leng Lingxi's expression instantly turned indifferent, and he asked, "You, why is this?"

Yan Huaiyu replied with difficulty: "She can't die!"

The blood behind him asked, "Then why did you hurt me?"

"For the sake of the teacher's responsibility. ”

"Why save me?"

"For some reason, the heart is driven. ”

Leng Lingxi said coldly: "What if I have to kill her today?"

Yan Huaiyu said heavily: "Kill me first!"

Leng Lingxi's body shook, the sword pointed at the two of them, two lines of clear tears fell, fell on the frost, and instantly turned into ice flowers, her hand holding the sword looked even paler because of the force, as if she had mustered up a lot of courage, she swung the frost hard and slashed at the two.

Blood Qianxun didn't care about himself, gritted his teeth, and pounced directly from behind, blocking Yan Huaiyu with his body.

Yan Huaiyu only felt a faint fragrance coming into his nose, and then a warm fragrant jade soft body rushed into his arms, what a familiar breath, a familiar scene, his heart gradually returned to calm, just like many years ago, quietly closed his eyes.

A pair of hard-working mandarin ducks are about to die here!