In the darkness, the black figure standing with a bow looked indifferently at Yun Yi who fell from mid-air in embarrassment, reached out and took out an arrow from the arrow basket behind him, put it on the bowstring, drew the bow, aimed, and shot the arrow.

In the sound of breaking through the air, the arrow shot towards Yun Yi's back, and Yun Yi didn't have time to react at this time.

Huo Weiyang, who was carried by Yun Yi, saw this scene clearly, and his face changed and he hurriedly pushed Yun Yi's body away, but he himself met the arrow sideways.

The poofed arrow struck Howeiyan, coming in from the back of the side and from the front of the chest, sending a bloody light that disappeared into the darkness ahead.

"Master!" Yun Yi, who reacted in mid-air and hurriedly turned around, couldn't help but exclaim and fell to the ground with Huo Weiyang. The hand touched Huo Weiyang's chest, and the blood shot out, and the hot blood instantly stained Yun Yi's palm, making Yun Yi's trembling eyes red all of a sudden.

"Hurry up!" Huo Weiyang, whose pupils slowly dilated, murmured from his mouth as blood continued to spill out. However, the next moment, as soon as his body went soft, he was no longer silent.

Holding Huo Weiyang, Yun Yi, who was trembling all over, was trembling in his heart. At this moment, the past seems to be coming to mind. I still remember that when I was a child, I was curious to go to the Yangwei Martial Arts Hall to peek at Huo Weiyang's disciples to practice boxing, and he found that he was surprised that it was a good material for martial arts practice, and he wanted to accept himself as an apprentice. Later, because Mica didn't want him to learn martial arts, Huo Weiyang was disappointed, but he always took good care of him.

For Yun Yi, who has no father since he was a child, Huo Weiyang seems to play the role of a father. A gentle and kind father, a father who has always protected him and loved him, a father who died trying to save him today.

A teacher for one day, a father for life, thinking of Bai Huo Weiyang as a teacher, with the days when he practiced boxing, there was a time when Yun Yi couldn't tell whether this gentle man was a master or a father.

However, now this man, who is also a master and a father, just fell down and fell into his arms. Yun Yi only felt that his brain was blank, the pain was gnawing at his heart, the qi and blood all over his body were churning, and the violent internal force in his body actually operated automatically, violently surging in the tendons.

The swelling pain in the muscles and veins, as if the whole person was about to be blown up, slowly made Yun Yi react from his grief, and all the pain and negative emotions turned into a violent roar: "Ah!"

At the same time, not far from Panlong Town, in the depths of the hilly mountain range where the Mourning Gang is located, in a valley and plain between several steep mountains crossed by the Nulong River, a faint mist fills the air, and in the middle of the meadow, which is extremely cold, as if frozen by ice, there are several elegant bamboo houses.

In one of the bamboo houses, there was a ground made of ice condensed, all the furnishings were hung with ice cubes, and on a cold jade bed that exuded cold like ice jade, a white shadow was sitting cross-legged.

"Huh?" She seemed to be aware of it, suddenly opened her eyes, her deep dark eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance, the beautiful eyes with a slight upturn at the corners of her mouth narrowed slightly, and her eyes seemed to see Yun Yi who was crazy like a demon at this time through the space: "Qilin Demon, finally woke up again"

As soon as the words fell, the cold fog in the room gathered, and when the fog dissipated, the white shadow on the cold jade bed had long since disappeared.

In the grove, Yun Yi, who raised his head and roared, his hideous face was full of green muscles, his whole body was filled with a violent aura like a fire, his eyes were already red, and the roar was not like a human voice, but there was a faint echo like a beast's roar.

"Huh?" Seeing this scene, the black figure standing with a bow in the distance couldn't help but change his face with a look of horror, and he hurriedly shouted to the crossbowmen who were getting up in embarrassment around him and the black-clothed crossbowmen who were chasing Yun Yi in the forest in the distance: "Quick! Release the arrows!"

Hearing his shouting, those black-clothed crossbowmen also reacted one by one, and they were all busy loading their crossbow arrows, and one by one the crossbows were raised and aimed at Yunyi.

"Roar" Yun Yi was like a fierce beast that had lost his mind at this time, and he had no fear in the face of those crossbow archers. The instinctive feeling of danger aroused the irritable ferocity contained in Yunyi's bloodline.

Sneering at the low shouts of the man with the bow, a dense sound of breaking the air sounded, and one after another crossbow arrows shot towards Yunyi.

Yun Yi, whose eyes were blood-red, had already raised the already violent internal force in his body by more than one level at this moment, and the violent and majestic internal force overflowed from his body, and suddenly formed a crimson violent flame on his body. The blazing breath distorted and blurred the space around him.

"Roar" Yun Yi, who roared lowly, faced those arrows, his fists clenched, and his flaming fists waved wildly, and with a loud explosion, the space shook, and one arrow after another turned into powder under the burst of fist strength.

Like an enraged beast, the next moment Yun Yi, whose eyes flashed with blood, swung his fists, one by one red energy fists shot out, and smashed towards those crossbow archers like cannonballs. With the sound of the explosion, the crossbowmen screamed and were shattered or swept away by the energy.

Blood splattered, stumps spilled, the surrounding trees were torn apart by the momentum, and large craters appeared on the ground, and a smell of burnt paste mixed with blood gas permeated. In an instant, it was as if it had become a battlefield.

The man with the bow, who had noticed it early and hurriedly dodged, looked at this scene in amazement and horror, as if his whole body was frozen.

In the sound of low footsteps, a cloud of dust was hazy, and Yunyi, like a mad demon, slowly walked out.

Facing Yun Yi's blood-red eyes, a man with a stirring spirit all over his body immediately reacted, and hurriedly turned around and fled.

"Die!" squeezed out a low, hoarse syllable Yun Yi from his mouth, and the power that slowly retreated like a tide in his whole body instantly condensed into his fist, and punched out at the man who turned and fled.

The buzzing air shook, and a condensed energy fist shadow shot out from above Yun Yi's fist.

Poof, who was hit by the shadow of the punch, and the man who was shocked and the blood spurted from his mouth didn't even dare to turn his head back, and then the power of the punch dodged faster and flew away.

Yun Yi, who was soft, seemed to have been drained of all the strength of his body, and the blood in his eyes slowly receded, and the whole person fell to the ground weakly, and at the moment when he passed out, he seemed to see a white shadow that slowly walked out of the cold fog like a fairy in the fog.

The white shadow squatting down, the jade hand caressed Yun Yi's cheek, and the cold touch made Yun Yi's confused consciousness sober again.

The white shadow in front of him is also clearer, and the smile on the corner of the mouth on the delicate face makes people feel intoxicated.

The vision was slowly hazy, and Yun Yi, who was confused, had a smiling face that seemed to be imprinted in his mind.

I don't know how long it took, Yunyi, who woke up in a daze, only felt a dazzling sunlight coming, and couldn't help but instinctively squint, and slowly opened his eyes after a little adaptation.

Yun Yi, who only felt weak and frowned a little hard, sat up, looked at the battlefield-like environment around him, and his wandering gaze quickly froze on a pool of blood on the ground not far away.

"Master!" Yun Yi, who finally remembered everything that happened last night, almost dragged his weak body to the side of the ground where a pool of blood remained, and looked around again and couldn't help but show a look of surprise: "How could it be gone?" Master, where are you?"

His brows were furrowed, and he vaguely recalled the last picture he saw before he fell into a coma last night, the white shadow that he remembered very clearly, and the familiar cold fog, a spirited Yun Yi's face suddenly changed: "Han Lianxin, could it be that she took away Master's corpse?"

"No!" Yun Yi, whose face changed and let out a low cry, couldn't help gritting his teeth and standing up with his hands clenched, and stumbled towards the outside of the grove: "Han mercy Han mercy"

However, Yun Yi, who hadn't gone far, felt that his vision in front of him was a little blurred, and his brain was dizzy and weak.

Peng made a muffled sound, and Yun Yi fell to the ground again and fell unconscious.

"Cough" In a weed not far away, the drunkard who was dressed in linen, pale face, and had blood stains on the corners of his mouth also stood up tremblingly, and slowly came to Yun Yi's side, looking at the unconscious Yun Yi with a complicated face and sighed: "Unexpectedly, you stinky boy turned out to be"

"Qilin Demon, crazy blood, the rumors are true," the drunkard who muttered to himself sat next to Yun Yi with his ass, first checked his pulse for him, and then sat down cross-legged with a slight breath, helped Yun Yi up, and put his palms on his back, and a faint dark red halo appeared on his palms.

The pale drunkard, who healed Yunyi's injuries like this, fell to the ground with a slightly trembling body in a short time. Looking at his face, it was obvious that his condition was not much better than Yun Yi.

Ps: After reading this chapter, have you guessed Yunyi's true identity? and mica, who is she?