In the middle of the night, Yanhui dreamed of Tianyao again, he sat beside her and accompany her without saying a word, maybe it was night, and in the dream, Yanhui was a little subdued: "It hurts. "
she says. In exchange, Tian Yao frowned slightly.
He was silent for a long time, but asked, "Do you regret entering Chenxing Mountain?"
Even in such a chaotic state, Yan Hui shook his head firmly without thinking: "No regrets."
In this lifetime, even if she suffered hundreds of times more pain, Yan Hui never regretted it. When she was young, she met the immortal in white, holding his hand and following his footsteps, step by step. Staggered to Chenxing Mountain.
It was her benefactor, her relative, and it was also her unintelligible dream from childhood to adulthood.
Even now the person who gave her everything has smashed it all to pieces, but the gratitude and emotion she had in the past are real. It was Ling Xiao who made Yanhui what she is now. She never regretted meeting him, ever since. Do not regret entering Chenxing Mountain.
Tian Yao's lips pursed slightly, and he didn't speak again until Yan Hui fell into a deep sleep.
On the third day, the fourth day, and the fifth day, the whipping continued every day. Yanhui’s breath became weaker and weaker day by day. On the fifth day, Ziyuelai brought food to Yanhui, but Yanhui didn’t even have the strength to lift his head. Now, with the food in front of her, she can see it with her eyes open, but she can't move her hand to get it.
"Four more days...you'll be beaten to death like this."
Yes, the extermination whip cuts off the immortal roots of a person, but no one knows whether this person will be beaten to death before the immortal root is broken.
"Senior Brother has been kneeling in front of Master's door for three days... His face turned pale. But Master is still indifferent, and we... have nothing to do."
When Yan Hui heard the words, the corners of his mouth trembled and curved, Ling Xiao... was really ruthless, no one could change what he decided.
Yanhui closed her eyes and didn't speak, Ziyue saw that she couldn't eat, so she put the basket back: "I used to think that the big brother was partial to you, so I hated you even more, but I never thought about wanting you to die. This time, I will help Senior Brother, and I will go and beg Master with him."
Ziyue likes Zichen, Yanhui always knew that, listening to Ziyue's footsteps walking away, Yanhui couldn't think of anything else, his mind was chaotic, and soon he fell into nothingness.
She had been whipped for five days, and Yan Hui's body was extremely cold, and it was because of this that she had never found the scalding scale on her heart as hot as she is now. It was like the last line of defense for her body, giving her the only warmth.
Yanhui felt that she was immersed in a mixed and icy darkness, and more warmth squeezed out of her heart and slowly melted into her limbs.
"Goose back."
She heard Tian Yao calling her. Different from the strange silent company of the past few days, the voice heard today is more like the Tian Yao that Yan Hui knew.
"Yanhui, don't give up." His voice circled in his mind, "Just hold on."
His voice was like a hand, supporting Yanhui, who kept falling. The heart protection scales in his heart became hotter and hotter, so hot that Yan Hui couldn't help but think, if Tian Yao had never been hurt like that, his arms would have been so warm...
Yanhui was suddenly very fortunate that he could now recognize a person named Tian Yao. He could make her not only feel sad at such a time, but also allow her to think about other things.
At noon on the sixth day, Yan Hui was still pulled out by the chains, she didn't even open her eyes, and waited silently for the pain to come. However, before the whip fell today, Yan Hui heard an urgent call from far and near: "Master! Master Ling Xiao!"
The person who came was in a hurry and panic, so Yan Hui couldn't help but slightly opened his eyes and looked over there. Today, none of the people who came to see Yanhui was whipped, and only the disciple from Chenxingshan who came from Yujian jumped down from the sword in a panic, and before he could stand still, he said to Ling Xiao: "Uncle Lingxiao, Qing Qiu Zhongyao attacked the Triple Mountain. Last night, they passed the Triple Mountain. Today, they continue to move forward. The Bianbian Xianmen struggled to resist and suffered heavy casualties!
Hearing this, Ling Xiao frowned fiercely.
The demon clan had previously declared war with the Guanghan Sect, and it was a matter of time before they started, but no one expected that it would happen so quickly, not to mention that the demon clan would really dedicate their entire clan to attack the Guanghan Sect.
"There is urgent news from the master of Suying, and we will discuss the plan to meet the enemy tonight at Guanghanmen."
Guanghanmen is not close to Chenxing Mountain. If you want to go to Guanghanmen tonight, it may be the right time to start Yujian and leave. Yanhui may take more than an hour to draw the whip. It's too late.
Ling Xiao pondered for a while and made a decision: "Zhang Sufeng's uncle Ling Lei will execute Yan Hui today and tomorrow, and let Xin Sufeng Ling Fei supervise the execution. If I do not return the day after, Ling Lei will execute the remaining four days of punishment. Go to the end."
The disciple took the order and left. Ling Xiao looked up at Yan and glanced back.
In the end, he still didn't say anything and walked away.
After a while, Ling Lei and Ling Fei came. Apart from Ling Xiao, Ling Lei is one of the most powerful uncles in Chenxing Mountain. It is indeed appropriate for him to be whipped, but Ling Lei has a generous heart, and he rarely hits his disciples ruthlessly. So Ling Xiao also sent Ling Fei to supervise the execution.
Ling Fei and Yan Hui have a grudge, Ling Xiao will not know that anyone in Chenxing Mountain can let Yan Hui go, but Ling Fei will not.
Ling Xiao actually calculated all these things clearly in this moment...
Ling Lei held the whip and looked at Yan Hui, who was dying. He really couldn't bear it. He didn't read the formula for a while. However, Ling Fei, who was still covering his face with the curtain, kept watching coldly from the side. Seeing Ling Lei hesitated, She then said in a cold voice, "Senior Brother Ling Lei, if you don't do it again, time will pass."
After all, Ling Lei sighed, and read the formula to urge the whip to rise upwards.
Yan Hui no longer had to grit her teeth to endure the pain, and stopped herself from humming, because now, even with her mouth open, she no longer had the strength to hum.
After the flogging on the sixth day, Yanhui fell into the dungeon again, only to feel that his whole body was broken, his body was like a pool of rotten flesh, and he couldn't even move his fingers.
She closed her eyes and fell into a daze again.
All the senses have disappeared, only the heart scales in the heart are still unremittingly warming her body. There is also the voice of Tian Yao in his head, calling her name all the time: "Yan Hui, Yan Hui."
Make her feel that she is still alive at the moment.
very nice…
In the middle of the night, the bright moon was in the sky, and the moonlight happened to shine into Yanhui's dungeon. The moonlight was too dazzling in the dark night. Yanhui's eyelids moved and opened, and in the blink of an eye, Yanhui suddenly saw a dark shadow. Shaking beside him.
In a blink of an eye, she became more conscious: "Tian Yao?"
Her voice was extremely hoarse, as if her throat had been torn to pieces.
The shadow beside him paused slightly and clarified, "It's me."
Hearing this voice, Yan Hui was a little stunned: "Senior Brother..."
Zichen was beside Yanhui, holding an object in his hand and drawing a spell on the chain on Yanhui's feet.
Yanhui moved his head with difficulty, and took a closer look at his hand, only to realize that Zichen was actually holding the same soul-killing whip that was beating her every day. Yan Hui was surprised: "Why..."
"Master isn't here. Uncle Linglei doesn't look at the whip so tightly. I stole it." After listening to Yan's reply, Zichen replied, "The iron chain on your body needs this whip to draw a spell. If you can untie it, I will let Ziyue go to open the mountain gate, and when I untie all the chains on you, I will take you out."
He concentrated on drawing the mantra without even looking back at Yan Yan.
But Yanhui knew how Zichen was a good apprentice who obeyed the discipline and morality and obeyed the master's orders. He has always been upright and never disobeyed his teacher's orders in the slightest. He is Ling Xiao's eldest disciple, so he has always set an example, and he has never slack off on a single day.
And this time, he actually stole Shishu's whip and planned to release the wild goose back privately.
"Senior Brother..." Yan Hui's eyes were slightly moist.
She has never been afraid of hardships and dangers, and she is not afraid of cold eyes and harsh words. She is only afraid that others will treat her well, and she will never be able to repay what she owes.
Ling Xiao was determined to break off the Xiangen who went back to Yan Yan, even if he had something important, he did not forget to tell others to continue to finish the matter, and Zichen just let her go, and when Ling Xiao came back, he would face What kind of punishment, Yan Hui could not imagine.
The chains on his feet were undone by Zichen, but Yan Hui still couldn't control his legs. Six times of the soul-killing whip was enough to break his bones.
Zichen concentrated on loosening the chains on Yanhui's hands. At this time, his head was closer to Yanhui, so he said softly, "After leaving Chenxing Mountain this time, let's go to the place of the demon clan. The Central Plains will not leave you. , you go there and live well."
Hearing these words, Yan Hui turned his head silently, tears from the corners of his eyes sinking into the ground.
Zichen wanted her to survive, so he was willing to abandon the difference between immortals and demons rooted in his concept, and let her go to the demon clan without any discrimination, just for her to survive.
Halfway through the spell on the left hand, suddenly, a figure flashed outside the entrance of the dungeon, and Zichen and Yanhui were both startled.
Zichen raised her head and saw Ling Fei standing outside the entrance of the cave, her white clothes reflecting the cold moonlight, she sneered: "Senior brother is not here, I was afraid that someone would have a private thought, so I came to check around, I never thought that it is so bold. people."
Zichen was silent.
"Zichen, you are Senior Brother Ling Xiao's first entry-level disciple, and now you are fighting against your master's orders?" She said, "You put Yanhui back with chains on your feet, and when you come out, I have never seen you tonight. I saw this scene."
Zichen bowed his head and continued to put the chain on Yanhui's hand.
Yan Hui's heart trembled: "Senior Brother."
"She hurt her vitality in Sanchong Mountain, and she is not necessarily my opponent now." Zichen whispered, "When the shackles are released, I will force you out."
Ling Fei had never heard Zichen's words, but she also saw that Zichen did not intend to obey her orders. Ling Fei's expression became cold, and she smiled coldly: "Okay, then don't blame me for being cruel." After she finished speaking, her figure moved. , flashed aside.
Since her face hurt, Ling Fei's whole body has become more and more hostile. She doesn't know what she will do. Yan Hui's intuition is not good. She pushes Zichen: "You go out quickly."
At the right time, Zichen had already untied Yanhui's left hand, and only the chains around his neck and right hand had not been untied, so he would not go out.
Yan pushed him back and didn't move. She wanted to persuade her, but she suddenly felt a flash of blood on the ground around her, and the whole dungeon was filled with murderous aura.
Ling Fei started the killing formation in this dungeon! Yan Hui was stunned, she was going to kill her!
She originally wanted to kill Yanhui in Sanchong Mountain...
"She wants to kill me, senior brother, go out while the battle is not over yet."
Zichen was unmoved, and finished drawing the spell on Yanhui's right iron chain. The iron chain on her hand fell off, leaving only the chain around her neck.
But in the moment of delay, the dungeon was full of blood, the magic circle was spinning underground, and the rays of light went straight to the outside of the hole.
Yan Hui only felt that every inch of flesh and blood seemed to be sucked dry by this formation, and it was extremely uncomfortable. She never thought that the magic formation in this dungeon would be so powerful, but after a second thought, this was a dungeon for those who made a big mistake in Chen Xingshan.
Ling Fei's outer cave was also very shocked. She saw the blood blazing into the sky, and the sky was dyed red. Her original intention was to kill Yanhui. Ordinary formations have a process when they are activated and complete. She I thought Zichen would come out during that time.
But who would have guessed that this array would be...
In the dungeon, Yanhui and Zichen didn't know what was going on outside. Zichen also had bloodshot eyes. He picked Yanhui up, still holding the Soul Destruction Whip in his hand, and scribbling runes on her neck with difficulty.
But his enchantment had already swayed left and right under the impact of the mana of the killing formation, and it would not last long.
Zichen's heart does not have the dragon's heart scale, he is just an ordinary mortal cultivator, and his mana cultivation is only higher than that of his peers, he is not enough to compete with such a formation's power!
Yan Hui's heart was like fire: "You go out." She shouted in a hoarse voice, "You go out!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Zichen's barrier shattered, murderous aura swept over him, and Zichen's seven orifices bleed.
Yanhui was safe and sound, her heart was hot with the scales, she thought it was the scales working, but she found that a small wind was spinning around her, dispelling all the murderous aura that rushed towards her. .
Such a gentle wind is Zichen's strength...
The spell on Yanhui's neck still had two strokes to finish, but Zichen couldn't hold his body, and his head rested on Yanhui's shoulder.
Yan Hui tried her best to support her body, she felt Zichen's blood flowing down her shoulders and down her collarbone, and then soaked her clothes little by little: "Senior Brother..." Yan Hui was very shocked, his voice was Trembling like never before, "Don't activate the magic circle!"
In panic, Yan Hui rushed to the outside of the cave with all his strength and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Don't activate the magic circle! Enlarge Senior Brother out, let him out!"
Ling Fei was outside the cave, watching the eyes of the killing array flashing red. If she forcibly interrupted the operation of the eyes with mana at this time, she might stop the array, but... I'm afraid it will take her half a lifetime of cultivation. …
She hesitated, but at this moment, Zichen in the dungeon could no longer hold the Soul Destroyer Whip, so he slung it down weakly.
Yan Hui returned to the spell on his neck, and only half a stroke was left unfinished.
"Yanhui..." Zichen said in a low voice, "Senior brother is useless..."
Yan shook his head back, choked for words.
Because You Zichen's wind has been swirling around her, Yan Hui has not yet felt the huge pressure of the killing formation, but her body can't stop trembling, as if her soul is trembling.
"...I can't save you."
"Don't save it, don't save it! It's my fault." She shouted, tears all over her face, "I was wrong, I was wrong, Ling Fei! I'm willing to suffer the guilt with my life! You let the senior brother go Please let your senior brother go!"
Hearing Yanhui's scream like a trapped beast, Ling Fei gritted her teeth slightly, she looked at her hand, and then looked at Fabian again. And at this moment, Ling Lei suddenly shouted in the air: "Why is this happening here!"
Others will find her.
You will find that she started the killing formation and killed Zichen...
Ling Fei panicked in her heart, performed a ground escape technique, and disappeared here in an instant.
When Ling Lei landed on the ground, there was no one around. He glanced into the cave, and his eyes were instantly stinged by the red light coming out of it, as if he was going to go blind.
Immortals from other peaks came one after another, and everyone could only hear Yanhui screaming in pain like a trapped beast.
Zichen's body was slowly freezing in Yan Hui's embrace, Yan Hui's voice was so hoarse that even though she was screaming with all her strength, the sound she made was still audible only to herself.
His voice seemed to be hoarse. Her eyes seemed to be going blind, and she couldn't see anything except the red around her.
She was so desperate, no one could help her, and she couldn't help herself, so she could only watch Zichen lose her breath in her arms. Then the killing array sucked the flesh and blood little by little and turned it into powder.
Yan Hui's hands are empty.
Zichen... no bones left.
And she still felt the last spell that Zichen left on her body, and at the last moment, Zichen was also protecting her.
However, the wind that enveloped her also slowed down, and Yan Hui knew that, with her current physical condition, when the wind disappeared, she would disappear like Zichen in the next instant.
No one will save Zichen, and no one will come to save her...
That's it, let's not struggle... Yan looked back, and his eyes turned gloomy.
"Yanhui." The heart protection scale slowly began to heat up, and then it became hotter and hotter, as if a red-hot iron was stabbed in her heart, making her feel that she was still a living people.
A dragon roar came from a distant place outside the cave.
It sounds so small and so far, but it awakens a little light in Yan Hui's eyes.
In the next instant, the sound of dragon roar resounded between heaven and earth. In the killing formation, at the bottom of the dungeon, Yan Hui also felt the power that shook the sky and the earth, as if it could make mountains and rivers tremble.
"Demon Dragon!"
"It's a fire dragon!"
There were exclamations of immortals outside, but these voices became noises in Yan Hui's ears, and were slowly rejected. She only heard that after the third dragon whistle, a huge force suddenly pressed into the dungeon.
The bright red eye formation outside the cave cracked a gap. The red light in the dungeon dimmed.
The dragon body suddenly leaned down from the sky, carrying the wind and fire, suppressing the power of the formation, and purging all murderous aura.
The eyes were broken, and the red light disappeared. The dungeon was as dark as ever, and the moonlight was still in the sky.
In the desolate moonlight that penetrated from the entrance of the cave, Tian Yao, dressed in a black robe, stood alone in front of Yan Hui.
Four eyes met, Yan Hui was in a state of embarrassment, but Tian Yao was handsome and handsome, like a god in the sky, and like a demon in hell. The same perspective as when they first met, but no matter what, it has changed too much.
He is no longer thin, no longer restless, he seems to have regained the power that shakes the earth. He has now become such a person, and such a person, when he sees the sluggish wild goose returning, has a distressed look that can't be hidden.
He bent over, put his hands under Yanhui's arms, and picked her up like a child: "I'll take you away."
She has always been the one who saved him.
And this time, Tianyao came to save her.