Fang Qin smiled at her and said, "Nian Yu, you take Xiao Xuanzi away, you have grown up, Xiao Xuanzi is weak, in the future, you have to take good care of him, don't play with the child's temper anymore." I and your father have long spoken before, in this life and this life, life and death are inseparable, and now that he is in a trap, I cannot abandon him. ”

The Sunsnatcher Sword continued to fly forward with the two of them, it seemed to be able to feel the affection of its master and the heart of death, the sword body trembled, and the fire was dimmed.

"Mother!"

"Mrs. Tai!"

The two of them on the sword looked at Fang Qin's gradually blurred smiling face, as if she was being swallowed by the Nine Shades Purgatory, her heart was like a knife, and her tears were like rain. The towering ancient pines of the Erji Sect and the auspicious clouds are all moved.

Unnoticed, the seventy-year-old woman with shriveled cheeks sneered and quietly struck an object, piercing the void and chasing after the Sun Sword.

Yin Sha sighed lightly and said, "Senior Sister Fang, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, why should you bother?"

Fang Qin turned around, smiled sadly, and said, "Senior Brother Wen, your kindness, my little sister understands it, but my husband has a deep affection for me, how can I be greedy for my life and be that treacherous, ruthless and unintentional person?"

After a pause, he was speechless, all bitter, churning in his heart, he sighed silently: "Senior Sister Fang, why is the person in your heart not me? Why do you have a deep affection for him, but you disdain me?"

"Good!"

At this time, a cheer suddenly came from behind, and everyone turned their heads to look, only to see Yang Ming in an embarrassed state, and the sword came. He walked through the crowd, and soon came to Fang Qin's side, put away his sword, and stood side by side with her, although he was wounded in many places and bleeding profusely, there was still a faint smile and a deep sense of gratitude in his eyes.

He held Fang Qin's hand tightly and said, "Madam, thank you, with you in this life, I will be content, and what regrets will I have when I die?"

Fang Qin also clasped her husband's hand and said, "I can't give birth to a white head, and I will be a husband and wife ghost when I die." Husband, let's join hands to drive these demon sect demons out of my Second Extreme Sect and return me to the Pure Paradise, how about it?"

Yang Ming smiled and said, "Madam, yes!"

After that, the two of them used the same sword, flew up, and pounced on the six members of the Demon Sect. Two hands, firmly clasped together, looking at each other and smiling.

The mountains are edgeless

Heaven and earth are combined

Dare to be with the king

............

The short-term joy and sweetness seem to flow down like water in an instant, like a withering flower, the injustice of heaven, and the ruthlessness of the world, how can you bear to hurt the young heart of a ill-fated teenager so deeply?

Ling Xuan and Zeng Nianyu hugged each other tightly, and the Sun-Conquering Sword passed through the layers of white clouds, leaped over the low mountains, and flew towards the unknown future. This pair of young boys and girls wept silently, tears soaked each other's clothes and threw the earth. The blue sky and the bright sunlight seem to be sad and gloomy.

Sitting at home behind closed doors, disaster came from the sky, yesterday she was still lying in her mother's arms and coquettish, today, but she was suddenly wiped out of the door and tragedy, and lost everything in an instant, her parents' voices and smiles are still in front of her, she hugged Ling Xuan, yesterday, like a world away.

She wept silently, and she couldn't speak: "Little Xuanzi, I'm ...... I ......"

Although he had only been in the Second Extreme Sect for more than a year, Ling Xuan's feelings for it were like home, and to the people of the Second Extreme Sect, he was like a child attached to his parents. Suddenly, he lost his hard-won home and loved ones, and he felt weak all over his body, powerlessness from the depths of his soul. He hugged Zeng Nianyu tightly, comforting him like an adult, and said, "Master, there will be me in the future, don't worry, today's matter, I will definitely make this group of demon sect demons ten times and a hundred times more returned!"

The young heart of the young man has never been firmer.

Zeng Nianyu knew that Ling Xuan had no chance with cultivating immortals, and it was impossible for him to have the ability to compete with the demon sect in ten or ten years. She couldn't bear to make Ling Xuan sad anymore, so she nodded lightly, but she was silent.

The girl's heart hurts like a knife. What is the way forward?

Zeng Nianyu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said happily: "Little Xuanzi, maybe Senior Brother Ye can help us." That's right, Senior Brother Ye's cultivation is so profound, he will definitely help us!"

Looking at her firm eyes, listening to these words with three points of joy, three points of affirmation, three points of sadness, and one point of self-talk, Ling Xuan's heart was inexplicably painful, and he didn't know how to answer.

'Whew!'

Suddenly, the sound of breaking the sky came from behind Zeng Nianyu, Ling Xuan faced behind her, raised her eyes, and saw a black ball the size of a fist, black and swirling, whirring and smashing. Zeng Nianyu's heart was filled with complex emotions, his mind was in a trance, and although his cultivation was not low, he was completely unconscious.

The speed of the black bead was so fast, as if it was on the Sun-Conquering Sword, and in this breath, it had already leaped a distance of 100 meters, less than ten meters away from the unsuspecting Zeng Nianyu's back, and the black light was like a sharp flying sword, cutting the surrounding air with a rattling sound.

Ling Xuan knew that this thing must be the magic weapon of the flying sword of the immortal cultivator, and its power should not be underestimated, so he was shocked in his heart, and reminded Zeng Nianyu that it was probably too late.

At this critical juncture, he didn't know where he got the strength, his hands were forced, and he picked up Zeng Nianyu, who was a head taller than him, and turned back, Zeng Nianyu was caught off guard and screamed in fright.

'Poof!'

Just as Ling Xuan turned around, the black orb smashed into his back like a boulder. This black bead is not big, but the force of a smash is surprisingly large, Ling Xuan's emaciated body suddenly leaned forward, his feet were unstable, and he almost pushed Zeng Nianyu off the Sun Capture Sword. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, staining Zeng Nianyu's snow-white dress red.

"Little Xuanzi, you ......"

Zeng Nianyu hurriedly supported Ling Xuan to prevent him from falling off the flying sword.

The unknown black ball, smashed down, immediately flew away, as if there was a spirit behind the two of them a few circles, suddenly stagnated, smashed through the air again, fast as a meteor, like a river rushing.

"Master, go!"

Ling Xuan let out a loud shout, pushed Zeng Nianyu away, and hurriedly jumped up and pounced on the black orb. The Sun-Snatching Sword did not stop, and Zeng Nianyu instantly slashed through the void. The black bead hit Ling Xuan's chest again, and he spat blood again, but he didn't know where Ling Xuan got the courage, raised his hand and hugged the black bead, and fell with him into the bottomless air.

"Little Xuanzi!Little Xuanzi!!"

Zeng Nianyu screamed in pain, tearing her heart, she fell weakly on the sword, tears turned into pearls, and fell one by one.

Layers of white clouds, from Ling Xuan's cheeks, whirring wind, screaming past his ears, low mountains, quickly magnified in front of his eyes. Ling Xuan was terrified in his heart, almost suffocating, but he bit his lip and closed his mouth tightly without making a sound, he didn't want his screams to reach her ears, only to increase her guilt.

He turned around, and the white shadow was hidden in the white clouds, and the heart-rending cry of pain was also muffled by the whirring wind.

Ling Xuan closed his eyes: "Goodbye, Master!"

I don't know when I meet in a lonely mountain

Jun Dirt Side

Yiren are like flowers

Immortal love

Don't think about it

Unforgettable

This goes to insulate

In the blink of an eye, life and death are boundless

A life is short

There is nowhere to talk about desolation

There are only a thousand tears

......

Ling Xuan roared in his heart, he held the heart of the black bead and fell into the air, only hoping to exchange for Zeng Nianyu's peace once, he thought to himself, thousands of miles high, this fall, there is no possibility of living again.

The black round ball, with great power, forced itself to break free from Ling Xuan's embrace and flew away into the distance.

The three-legged red bird passed through layers of white clouds, cut through the sky, and flew down, the short white beak pecked at the collar of Ling Xuan's chest, and flapped its wings desperately, I don't know why it has such divine power, only with the palm-sized bird body, it actually dragged Ling Xuan's rapidly falling body to a sudden stagnation, and the speed of the fall suddenly slowed down. But that's all it means, the three-legged red bird can drag Ling Xuan's body and slow down its falling speed, but it can't drag it high into the air or change the direction of its fall.

This person is a bird, swaying, slowly floating downward, looking from a distance, like a late autumn floating leaves, extremely strange.

Ling Xuan closed his eyes tightly, not aware of the strange behavior of the three-legged red bird, and when the harsh whirring wind in his ears suddenly disappeared, he didn't see a sharp pain coming from his body, Fang felt strange. He had the courage to open his eyes, and saw the fiery red three-legged red bird biting the placket of his chest, flapping its fiery red wings desperately, and the bird's eyes rolled sideways, looking extremely difficult.

Ling Xuan was surprised and couldn't help asking, "You fierce bird, what are you doing?" let go of me!"

The three-legged red bird rolled its white eyes sideways, and its wings flapped and crackled.