"Yang Yi, I'll take you to a place. Zhang Ling, who was walking in front, suddenly turned his head and said to Yang Yi, with hope in his eyes, as if he wanted Yang Yi to go.

"Okay. Yang Yi replied. Yang Yi is in a very good mood now, only he and Zhang Ling will leave tomorrow, and it will be easy for Yang Yi to leave.

Red Yi said that it was easy to get out of the Blood Demon Space, but if someone blocked it, he couldn't get out. Regardless of whether what the red clothes said was true or not, Yang Yi had no choice but to do it, after all, it was the red clothes who brought him to the blood demon space. Therefore, Yang Yi had to find a no-man's land.

Although there are many people on the street, it is very loose and not crowded at all, which is also due to the wide road. Twenty meters wide road, these people are not likely to cause congestion.

What's even more amazing is that wherever Zhang Ling goes, the people around him will consciously give way to a road five or six meters wide, so Yang Yi's road is unimpeded.

"The big family is not only beautiful, but also convenient, and there are people who make way. Yang Yi was very envious, although he was enjoying this kind of treatment now......

Yang Yi found that Zhang Ling was walking, and the people around him were slowly decreasing. It seems that the place where Zhang Ling is going is a place with fewer people.

"This is it. Zhang Ling said, and then went directly into this huge "courtyard".

"Cemetery!" Yang Yi looked weird, this is the place in Zhang Ling's mouth?

In front of Yang Yi was a gate ten meters high and five meters wide, to be precise, there was actually no door.

Although Yang Yi was very puzzled that Zhang Ling brought him to the cemetery, Yang Yi still entered the cemetery.

As you enter the door, you will find a straight black stone road that runs from both sides of the road to a huge rock building at the end.

"Zhang Ling, what is this?" Yang Yi looked at the rock building, this is obviously a tomb!

"It's my twin sister buried in this. Zhang Ling remained calm.

"Your sister, or is it a twin?" Yang Yi was shocked. How could his sister die? Since they are twins, they should only be a little older than Zhang Ling. Yang Yi then instantly listed several possible causes of death.

One is to die of illness, but it is very difficult for immortal cultivators to get sick.

The second is to be killed, but the Song family is powerful, and it is difficult to kill the people of the Song family. But Yang Yi felt that the possibility of being killed was relatively high. Because the Song family is just a family in Fengyue City. The highest cultivator is only the one who cultivates in the Dan period. And this morning, the Song family, a monk in the Yudan period, dispatched forty or fifty of them in one go. It can be seen that there are still many families in the world that are stronger than the Song family.

"Hmm. My sister was killed. was killed by Song Doukai of the Song family in Five Flame City with his own hands. My father and I wanted revenge when we found out about this, but we couldn't do anything about it. After all, the Song family is too powerful. The head of the Song family is a monk in the Holy Period. Zhang Ling said that her sister was choked up when she was killed, and then she cried. It can be seen that she has a deep relationship with her sister.

"Why did Song Doukai kill your sister?" Yang Yi asked suspiciously.

"Song Doukai is a promiscuous person, he often looks for some beautiful women, especially those with strange appearances. And my sister has green hair and green eyes, which happens to be taken by him. But my sister said that there are already people who like it. As a result, Song Doukai's bastard actually wanted to rape his sister. was injured by his sister. Then he sent someone to kill his sister. Zhang Ling said in a hateful voice.

"Alas. Yang Yi sighed in his heart, this is the misery of the weak! The fate of the weak is usually dominated by others. There is no revenge. It's painful.

"Why are you telling me this?" Yang Yi looked at Zhang Ling, who was crying with pear blossoms and rain, and couldn't help but feel pity.

"This should also be told to you. After all, everyone in our family knows about it. You are my husband, you should help me avenge me!" Zhang Ling suddenly stopped his tears and said very seriously.

"Do you think I, a foundation building monk, can help you avenge it?" Yang Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Maybe not now, but what about ten or twenty years from now? I believe that your qualifications are not bad, and you will definitely be able to break through to the Holy Age in twenty years. Right, Yang Yi?" Zhang Ling looked forward to Yang Yi's affirmative answer.

"Hmm. Don't worry, Zhang Ling, I will avenge your sister. I'll protect you too. Yang Yi looked at Han Meng's eyes.

"Thank you, Yang Yi. Zhang Ling smiled, and without the slightest hesitation, he gently leaned on Yang Yi's shoulder.

Yang Yi will promise to avenge Zhang Ling, because Zhang Ling is pitiful, Yang Yi will soften when he sees the girl crying, especially when he sees the beautiful and kind girl crying. But in fact, it was basically impossible for Yang Yi to help Zhang Ling avenge her sister, because Yang Yi was about to leave the Blood Demon Space. But now in order to comfort Zhang Ling, Yang Yi said so.

Zhang Ling leaned on Yang Yi's shoulder, and suddenly said, "I'm crying so much, isn't it beautiful?" Zhang Ling saw Yang Yi staring at his face.

"You don't have makeup, why aren't you beautiful?" Yang Yi couldn't cry or laugh. But at the same time, I was amazed again and again. These female immortal cultivators generally don't wear makeup, probably because of their cultivation. The nuns have very good skin, and most of them are naturally beautiful, and they are very beautiful without makeup. This kind of beauty is innate, and I don't want the beauties on the earth to be goddesses when they put on makeup, and they turn into female ghosts when they remove their makeup or makeup.

Like Zhang Ling, although he didn't wear makeup, if he threw it on the earth without makeup, it would also overshadow all the beauties on the earth.

"Really?" Zhang Ling obviously didn't believe it.

"Of course, my wife is beautiful no matter how she looks. Yang Yi grinned.

"Hmph. Zhang Ling was very comfortable in his heart.

Yang Yi listened to Zhang Ling's words, his heart was very calm, and he unconsciously forgot the time.

The two of them talked like this until the sun went down.

"Yikes. It's going to be night. Let's go. Zhang Ling pulled Yang Yi and walked briskly in front.

In the evening, Zhang Bang had dinner with Yang Yi and others, and arranged for Yang Yi and Han Meng to sleep in a large room. This room is bigger than Zhang Ling's room.

Zhang Bang forced the two into the room. Yang Yi couldn't refuse even if he thought about it, so he stayed.

As soon as he entered the room, Yang Yi smelled a vague fragrance. I suddenly felt refreshed.

The room is bright, and there is a king-size bed of more than ten square meters against the wall. The bed is snow-white, and the quilt is also white. It's very beautiful.

Zhang Ling directly pulled Yang Yi to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Zhang Ling, our relationship hasn't come to this point, right?" Yang Yi still only has Han Meng in his heart, and he won't have anything to do with a strange woman, even if the other party is a big beauty.

"We've become husband and wife, but this hasn't reached any point yet?" Zhang Ling whispered.

"Why don't you sleep in the bed, and I'll practice by the bed for one night?" Yang Yi said.

"Okay. Zhang Ling readily agreed.

It was the dead of night, and there was only eternal silence outside the window.

Yang Yi sat on the edge of the bed and began to cultivate the Blood Demon Thorn. Yang Yi found that if the mana in his body was gathered towards the Blood Demon Thorn, the condensation speed of the Blood Demon Thorn would be twice as fast. Twice as much!

Yang Yi was cultivating, and suddenly felt very hot. But it's autumn and it's always cool!

"What's going on?" Yang Yi felt the urge to undress.

"It's the problem of the aroma!" Yang Yi immediately knew the reason, and hurriedly used the mana in his body to suppress the feeling of dryness, but there was no effect.

"Damn!" Yang Yi got up and was about to leave, when suddenly a soft body hit his back and hugged him.

"Zhang Ling, calm down!" Yang Yi turned around and wanted to push Zhang Ling away, but the latter directly stabilized Yang Yi.

Yang Yi was suffering from the dual effect of aroma and Zhang Ling at the moment, how could he still hold it? Yang Yi directly pressed Zhang Ling down on the bed and tore Zhang Ling's clothes......