"Wei Hua!" Ziying was startled, and hurriedly looked in the direction where the golden light came out.

His face changed suddenly.

In that shadow, a fire lit up, illuminating an ugly face like a demon.

"The nine-tailed fox is mine, where do you want to take it? ”

At that moment, he felt the cold rise from the soles of his feet, inch by inch.

Looking at that figure, he suddenly felt that even the evil ghost at the bottom of the eighteenth layer of hell was afraid that he would not have one-ten-thousandth of this person's insidious horror!

Yingxian!

He has been hiding behind their backs and waiting for the opportunity to plot!

If Ziying had been able to cast a spiritual spell before, he would still be able to fight him, and there was a high chance that he could win.

But now, with a broken arm, and a right arm, unable to seal and weak in the left hand, it is almost certain that he will be defeated.

As long as Wei Hua is fixed, the two of them will die.

Unexpectedly, they did not die in the hands of the apprentices, but they were planted in the hands of this poisonous snake!

"Damn, beast, Lao Tzu slaughtered you!" Ziying roared angrily, and wanted to rush towards Yingxian.

He had to fight anyway, and now it's up to him!

No matter how desperate the situation is, he must face it, otherwise he and Wei Hua will die here, Xiao Yue will be homeless, and Xiao Yu will fall into the hands of this beast.

Ziying absolutely can't tolerate these things happening!

However, just as he was about to make a move, another person slapped him out with a palm.

"Wei Hua?!"

He had already flown into the air, and then he heard Wei Hua let out an earth-shattering roar.

"Half a second!"

Rumble!

In this half second, he slapped at least ten palms on the stone wall, and his movements were so fast that only a faint afterimage was left.

Yingxian sneered: "What do you want?"

Then his smile froze.

With a terrible crashing sound, half of the stone wall collapsed, burying the two alive in a ray of heaven.

"Wei Hua!!! don't !!," Ziying roared!

He never expected that Wei Hua would let him escape in this way!

Stop! Stop! Stop!!

Ziying struggled frantically, but Wei Hua's soft force was too great, although there was no damage to his body, but the trend of flying back could not be stopped at all.

Then he saw in despair a cliff behind him.

To the left was the way up the mountain, but on the right was a cliff, so he coincidentally flew to the right, and the branch beside him blocked it a little, but it could not be stopped.

He could only watch as the collapsed glimmer of heaven grew farther and farther away!

"Whoa. He fell and flew far off the cliff.

Don't die! Wait for me! I'll be back!!

······

"Bang!!"

He plunged into the river and stirred up a three-meter-high column of water!

The pain was severe, and there was no pain in the whole body, as if water had rushed directly into the cracks of the bones, and there was severe pain all over the body.

He stubbornly protected Xiaoyu in his arms, his eyes blood-red.

I must not pass out!

"Boom. In the darkness of the night, a figure rushed up the riverbank, and the water washed violently on the gravel ground on the shore, making a dull sound.

"Wait for me!" Ziying gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain in his body, and ran downstream along the river.

He remembered that this river had been encountered when he was going up the mountain, and as long as he could find the original way, he would be able to return to the first line of heaven immediately!

"Damn!" Ziying's eyes were completely red.

That person, is it brain-dead!

Is it necessary to be foolish to be loyal to such a degree?

He actually buried himself alive to save me?!

And I, I had been suspicious of him before······

"It's okay, it's okay, Wei Hua is very strong, he is very strong······" Ziying felt that his words were trembling completely, "He is very strong, so he can definitely survive!"

"Yes... It can definitely be ······." He ran wildly along the river, but he couldn't run at all, and when he raised his head, the cliff above his head was not high, and he fell from such a high place, it was already very good to be alive, how could he still run.

Poof.

He fell straight to the ground.

Before landing, he had the impression that there was a very fragile little thing in his arms, a small thing that would definitely not withstand the collision, so he reflexively rolled over and slammed it on the ground.

"Ah!! what are you doing!" he thumped his legs, "Get up, get up, he's buried alive, he'll die if you don't save him!!"

He...

He's dead······

Ziying looked desperately at the hazy sky in the mist, and desperately looked at the cliff that was not sure how high.

How could a person who had been immobilized survived, standing there upright and buried alive by the collapsed rock.

There's no longer any chance of resurrection.

"Ahem... Ahh!!h

Crying hysterically.

It was decided back then, as a man, he can bleed all his life but die without tears!

But at that moment, I couldn't stop, I really couldn't stop.

Reality is cruel, and you can never guess what kind of despair you will experience in the next second!

The brothers who were cheering together a second ago are buried for their own lives at this moment.

What a painful despair this must be!

However, despair is often not so easy to over.

At that moment, he hid his face and wept, and the tears blurred the surface of the river.

But on the bewildered water, he saw a flash of fire.

In the firelight, a hideous face was hidden.