Lin Yizhi and the woman in yellow clothes were talking to themselves, and the woman in yellow clothes suddenly changed her face, and shouted loudly: "Lin Yizhi, be careful" The voice fell, and she was about to rush forward desperately.

It's just that as soon as she was really angry, she felt dizzy and her eyes were black. Sigh only sigh that the heart is more than enough but not enough.

Lin Yizhi was shocked, only to feel the evil wind behind him. I knew that there must be another withered vine ghost face attacking. I just wanted to swing the Chixiao Immortal Sword to resist, but I suddenly felt that my hand sank, and the Chixiao Immortal Sword seemed to be bound by something, and I couldn't swing it.

Lin Yizhi was shocked, shook his head to look, but saw four or five ghost-faced withered vines falling from the sky, and at some point, they actually wrapped all the red night around his body. Then pull it outwards vigorously. Vainly trying to snatch the Chixiao Immortal Sword.

Lin Yizhi's expression changed drastically. If Chixiao gets rid of it, the situation will take a sharp turn for the worse, and he can't help but roar, reflexively grabbing the hilt of Chixiao's sword with two hands, and starting a power competition with these four or five withered vine ghost faces wrapped around it.

Helpless, these withered vines are really inherently strange, even if Lin Yizhi urges all the Sorrow Wuji Dao, he only persists for a few breaths, and in the end it is still difficult to resist.

Lin Yizhi was sweating profusely, trembling all over, and desperately did not let go. However, this is just a helpless struggle.

After holding on for a few breaths, even if Lin Yi's mind was firm and resolute, how could his strength be compared with this stout withered vine ghost face, this holding on to a few breaths was already earned by Lin Yizhi's hard work.

A low voice came from between Lin Yizhi's teeth: "I can't resist it...... Aunt...... Run!"

The words fell, Lin Yizhi couldn't support it anymore, his legs were weak, he fell to the ground, Chixiao let go, was thrown into the air by the withered vine ghost face, and then fell to the ground.

Before Chixiao could rise, countless dead vines fell rapidly from mid-air, binding the Chixiao Immortal Sword to the ground, no matter how Chixiao trembled and screamed, but he couldn't move.

There was no obstacle in front of Lin Yizhi, and the four or five withered vine ghost faces were no longer in the way, and with a roar, the strange python-like body tightly wrapped Lin Yizhi's whole person, and then hung in the air.

Lin Yizhi suddenly felt a feeling of suffocation in his chest, and there was an indescribable pain. However, he refused to tie his hands, and struggled vigorously a few times, but unexpectedly, those vines actually wrapped him tighter.

The vines sank deep into his flesh, blood stained, and the injuries were terrifying.

After the withered vine ghost face restrained Lin Yizhi, now only the yellow-clothed woman who had no power to resist remained, "brush-" a few times, and several withered vine ghost faces fell again in mid-air, and the strange python-like body danced wildly towards the yellow-clothed woman in unison.

Halfway through, the ghost-faced fangs were full of fangs, as if the woman in the yellow dress had already become its prey.

The woman in the yellow dress secretly said that it was not good, and she wanted to concentrate on mobilizing her true qi, but the shattering of the lovesick cicada's clothes had already made her deeply injured.

In the vastness, his body suddenly lightened, his feet were already off the ground, and he was wrapped around his body by several withered vines and ghost faces, and he was thrown into the air.

The situation suddenly changed, and Lin Yizhi and the woman in yellow clothes were both bound by the withered vine ghost face that descended from mid-air, and they couldn't move.

Lin Yizhi watched as the yellow-robed woman was thrown into the air by the withered vine ghost face, unable to help, sweating profusely, completely forgetting her situation, and while struggling, she shouted eagerly: "Auntie...... Auntie, how are you!"

The woman in the yellow dress was in mid-air, her body was cold and purple vines entwined and wandering, although she was shocked, she could hear the concern in Lin Yizhi's shout, and she was so moved for a while that she suddenly laughed softly in the direction of Lin Yizhi, and said in a sad and soft voice: "Lin Yizhi...... I'm already in a catastrophe, so if you have the chance, run away alone, and leave me alone......"

The voice was getting lower and lower, and finally it seemed to be sobbing lowly: "It's just that Daddy will feel distressed...... Also, Lin Yizhi, if there is an afterlife, I would like to know you earlier...... I have no regrets......"

The woman in the yellow dress seemed to be talking to herself, her voice was sad and low, all of which were drowned out by the roar of the withered vine ghost, no matter how hard Lin Yizhi tried, she could only hear it intermittently.

It's just that sentence If you have the chance, you can run away alone, leave me alone, I heard it really well, this sentence was like a gentle bayonet piercing deep into Lin Yizhi's heart.

On that stormy night, leaving the Sword Pavilion, the blue figure also said to him: You go, go as far as possible, leave me alone, and never come back......

Lin Yizhi's liver and gall were broken, but he had all the strength, but he couldn't move a single bit, so he had to call loudly: "Auntie, don't say stupid things, don't give up, if you don't give up, there is hope......

When the yellow-robed woman heard his words, she seemed to forget that she was in danger, and she said to herself, "If you don't give up, there is hope...... I shouldn't have come to this world, I came, with all my father's hopes, but I also killed all my father's happiness...... I should have died a long time ago......"

At this moment, Lin Yi's eyes suddenly saw two thicker vines tumbling and moving, the ghost face at the front of the vine roared, the ghost's eyes were full of bloodthirsty greed, and he opened his bloody mouth, and the fishy green mucus rolled inside, biting fiercely towards the yellow-robed woman.

At the same time, Lin Yizhi's head was in the air, there was a rustling sound, and there were also two ghost-faced tree vines, smiling fiercely, showing a murderous light, and biting towards Lin Yizhi.

Lin Yizhi's liver and gallbladder were broken. Under the critical situation, he had to roar wildly: "Chixiao Sword - get up!"

"Chixiao Sword—get up!

shouted three times in a row, and the Chixiao Immortal Sword, which was tied to the ground and entangled in three layers of vines, seemed to feel the anxious call of its master.

With a long roar, although the sword body was tied to the withered vines, it trembled violently, and it seemed that it was also exerting all its strength to get rid of the entanglement of the withered vines.

Chixiao really deserved to be the famous sword of sorrow, and it trembled, and in an instant, it had already broken two dead vines.

"Boom-" The flames on the body of the Chixiao Immortal Sword burst out, surging like a tide, seeping out like a sharp sword from the cracks of the withered vines.

Suddenly, among the withered vines, a flame that seemed to be eternal and unquenchable burst out, clear and clear, and the Chixiao Immortal Sword went straight into the sky.

Finally getting rid of the shackles of the withered vines, Chixiao happily circled, the sword qi was slaughtered, and with the fire like a rushing wave, he slammed into the withered vines that bound Lin Yizhi.

But when Lin Yizhi saw it like this, he was even more anxious.

Chixiao does this, there is no problem, Spirit Sword Protector, this is nature. However, when Chixiao cut off all the withered vines bound to Lin Yizhi's body, the two withered vine ghost faces roared in front of the yellow-robed woman would devour the yellow-clothed woman fiercely.

Therefore, Lin Yizhi is clear that if he saves himself, the woman in yellow clothes will die, and if he saves the woman in yellow clothes, then he will die.

It's a dilemma.

He is just a small fugitive, and his death is insignificant to him. My aunt protected me several times, and for me to resist those black giant birds, this time I went deep into the dangerous place, and it was also because of me.

I promised my aunt that I must protect her thoroughly, and I promised my aunt that I must protect her thoroughly!

This thought flashed in Lin Yizhi's heart again and again, and without hesitation, Lin Yizhi's eyes suddenly showed a hint of determination, and he actually looked up to the sky and roared.

The woman in the yellow dress immediately understood Lin Yizhi's choice, and said loudly: "Lin Yizhi, you bastard, I said that you will run away, I don't want you to be a good person!"

Lin Yizhi suddenly smiled sadly at the yellow-clothed woman, and said word by word: "Auntie, Lin Yizhi can die, but aunt ...... You must not die!"

After that, no matter how the woman in the yellow dress shouted, and even scolded him for a thousand cuts, he ignored it, and after making up his mind, he suddenly raised his head and said to the Chixiao Immortal Sword in a low voice: "Chixiao...... Wrong, your target is aunt......"

The voice, although low, is irresistible.

The Chixiao Immortal Sword, which was originally galloping towards Lin Yizhi, heard the master's words, and suddenly stopped halfway, the sword body trembled, and seemed to struggle for a while, and then ignored Lin Yizhi's order and flew towards Lin Yizhi again.

Lin Yi's heart throbbed, almost burst into tears, but he gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Chixiao, turn back ......"

The Chixiao Immortal Sword stopped there again, and the tip of the sword seemed to shake lightly a few times, as if it was still stubbornly holding on.

"Chixiao, turn back ......"

"Chixiao, turn back ......"

Lin Yizhi shouted three times in a row, and he never regretted it.

Seeing that he was determined to die, Chixiao Immortal Sword had to let out a sad roar, turned the sword body, and the desolate flames were like a fantasy, slashing towards the withered vine ghost face in front of the yellow-robed woman with teeth and claws.

Lin Yi's heart was like a needle prick, and he said in a low voice: "Chixiao...... Thank you!"

"Bang-boom-" Those menacing withered vine ghost faces were slashed and burned by the Chixiao Immortal Sword, and they didn't have time to resist at all, and they all lost their vitality.

As soon as the yellow-robed woman got out of the predicament and fell to the ground, she ran towards Lin Yizhi desperately.

"Rustle—" Countless withered vines and ghost faces rained down on her from the air again. The woman in the yellow dress dodged left and right, and was in danger again.

Lin Yizhi was in a hurry and shouted at her: "Auntie, leave me alone, go quickly!"

Unexpectedly, the woman in yellow clothes not only left, but also turned a deaf ear, and only said in a low voice: "Lin Yizhi, if you save me, I will save you, if you protect me, I will protect you......"

"Ahh

The momentum of the woman in the yellow dress who was originally close to exhaustion changed, and her voice was as cold as ice: "Acacia buckle!"

Ding Dong, the acacia buckle is in the powder, and the woman in yellow clothes who is full of red mangs holds the acacia buckle tightly, but she does not dodge or dodge, and rushes in with the withered vine ghost face flying in front of her like countless strange pythons.

The powder was churning, and the broken dead vines were churning, and they were thrown into the air, and the green liquor was like rain.

However, even so, there were too many withered vines and ghost faces, and although the distance between the woman in yellow clothes and Lin Yizhi was close, no matter how she rushed to kill, she couldn't kill in front of her.

At this moment, the several withered vine ghost faces that flew towards Lin Yizhi had already come to Lin Yizhi's eyes. Lin Yizhi could clearly see their fangs and smell the smelly green slime in their mouths.

Even if the woman in yellow clothes could rush to the front at this time, she couldn't help it.

Lin Yizhi's eyes closed, and it seemed that he would definitely die this time.

"Hum-" sounded, and a turquoise jade slip slowly floated out. Lin Yizhi suddenly opened his eyes, it turned out that it was his natal jade that sensed the danger of his master, so he took the initiative to fly out of the warning.

Looking at the turquoise jade slip, Lin Yizhi suddenly felt a burst of sadness, and the words of Master Lu Wujian were like yesterday: "Old five,...... Every day and every night, Shizun will stay in the Pavilion of No Return, guarding the natal jade slip that belongs to you. The jade is not broken, and the master will look forward to it with his heart...... I hope you come back soon!"

Now, I'm afraid I can't do it......

Lin Yizhi's thoughts were interrupted by the sad call of the woman in the yellow robe: "Lin Yizhi! Lin Yizhi! Lin Yizhi's ......"

In front of Lin Yizhi's eyes, the yellow-clothed woman with red glows was waving the acacia buckle again and again, fighting with the withered vines and ghosts like the tide and the sea without giving up, and the green waves were surging when she turned around.

Lin Yizhi suddenly smiled at the yellow-clothed woman and said, "Auntie...... Goodbye, don't waste your efforts, give up......"

Suddenly, he said to her in a low voice: "Auntie, if one day you can go up to Liwu Mountain, and say a word to my master for me, the disciple is stupid and fails his cultivation ......."

At this point, Lin Yizhi closed his eyes, shook off his tears, and suddenly burst into laughter, which was never more intense.

"Isn't it death?

"Shasha-" The withered vine ghost face in the sky seemed to be angered by Lin Yizhi's contemptuous words, and all of them surged, and the sound of rustling shook the sky.

The woman in the yellow robe was fighting herself, and when she raised her eyes, she saw that the two withered vine ghost faces in front had already opened their huge mouths, and Lin Yizhi would be swallowed up without a trace in an instant.

"Smack-" sounded, and the acacia buckle fell to the ground. He's going to die, what's the point of his own rush!

The woman in the yellow robe shouted in a desperate voice: "Lin Yizhi, you haven't come with me to my Yeri Sect, how can you die! You are not allowed to die......

When Lin Yizhi, who was in danger, heard this, he said silently in his heart: If there is an afterlife, I will definitely go with my aunt......

Apathy. The moment death comes, everything will be pale.

However, at this moment, something suddenly fell from the sky, and it was shining golden and magnificent.

The golden mangs are shining, and countless "swastika" characters are like rain.

The yellow-robed woman's eyes lit up, and she shouted softly, "This ...... This is, Seven Treasures Glass Lamp!"

Suddenly, I heard a solemn Buddha horn resounding through the heavens and the earth: "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful......!

When Lin Yizhi heard this, he also opened his eyes suddenly, and his heart was shocked.

Isn't it the monks of Zen Silence Temple who have arrived?......