Tian Yao hugged Yan Hui, but felt that her whole body was cold, and there was no strength in her body, so she could only stand with his support.
Tian Yao knows how strong Yanhui is, but now he is weak like this.
Tian Yao couldn't help but hug Yanhui tighter, and put his body that had become much warmer against Yanhui, just like Yanhui warmed him before, using this insignificant body temperature to give her some comfort.
"Let's go."
Yanhui seemed to be awakened by these four words. She recovered from her absence, and her unbelievably hoarse voice squeezed out three very small words from the gap: "Senior Brother..."
If it weren't for the lips being in Tian Yao's ear, it would be like the soft voice of a milk cat, and Tian Yao probably wouldn't be able to hear it.
Tian Yao's heart twitched suddenly, as if being pulled by Yan Hui's almost inaudible voice.
"Don't leave... Senior Brother here."
Tian Yao's eyes searched in the dungeon, but he did not see the shadow of the senior brother Yan Hui mentioned. Thinking of the murderous aura in the dungeon when he came just now, and the seemingly non-existent wind still surrounding Yan Hui, the sky Yao roughly guessed what happened.
He was silent for a moment, then took a step back holding the goose: "He's gone."
Yan Hui's hand immediately grabbed his arm: "He's here."
At this time, all the immortals of Chenxingshan in the dungeon were waiting for them. It was no longer important to them who opened the dungeon killing formation. A demon dragon broke into Chenxing Mountain alone to save the prisoners. This was the most urgent situation they faced.
Someone shouted to Tian Yao in the dungeon: "Where is the evildoer who dares to break into my Chenxing Mountain privately?"
Tian Yao looked up and said, "Yanhui, we are leaving."
Yanhui closed her eyes. She knew better than anyone that Zichen was still alive. She had a clue of how the situation was here.
It's time for her to leave the big brother here alone...
It was as if the axe was slashing at her heart, she clenched her teeth so tightly that the veins on her forehead burst out. Said: "Go."
Tian Yao didn't hesitate at all, and flames rose up all over his body.
Yan Hui still had the last chain around his neck, Tian Yao didn't care about the soul-destroying whip that fell on the ground, he only held a piece of iron chain, the flames in his hand scorched hot, and the iron chain was fused directly.
Without the slightest delay, he carried the threatening demonic energy all over his body, soaring into the sky.
Out of the dungeon, looking at the immortals of Chenxing Mountain below, Yan Hui's hand holding Tian Yao's robe tightened slightly, Tian Yao's eyes drooped, holding Yan Hui in the air and turning around in the air, standing in mid-air In the middle, a circular enchantment of demonic energy was opened all over the body, wrapping the two of them in it. He grabbed Yanhui's waist with one hand and sent the demon power into Yanhui's body.
The warm power surged into her throat, healing her dry throat, allowing her to make a normal voice: "Ling Fei." She shouted these two words almost gnashing her teeth, although it was not loud, but it seemed to be able to spread all over Chenxingshan. Twenty-eight peaks.
On Xinsu Peak, Ling Fei heard Yan call her name between Ling Fei and the cliff, only to feel the cold air seeping through the bones.
She looked in that direction, and could only faintly see a little bit of a fiery figure floating in the air. She knew that Yan Hui Ding didn't see her over there, and also knew that Yan Hui was incapable of doing anything to her at this time, but it was the guilty conscience that made her feel uneasy. After hearing this voice, A little trembling.
Because her body is extremely weak, Yan's eyes are a little scattered, but there seems to be a black flame burning in her eyes:
"The blood debt you owe today will be repaid with your blood one day! I will kill all the disciples of Ling Fei's sect if I see them, and if there is anything that Ling Fei owns, I will destroy them." She said That hatred, almost word for word, "From now on, I will go back to Yan Hui, and I will not be at odds with Chen Xingshan."
The cold murderous aura hidden in the hoarse voice silenced all the immortals present.
As soon as Yan Hui's voice fell, Tian Yao's palm turned, and a long sword stood beside him.
An immortal took a closer look and immediately exclaimed, "It's the Long Heaven Sword!"
"This demon dragon stole the Long Heaven Sword of the Triple Mountain!"
Tian Yao raised his eyebrows and looked arrogant: "I didn't dare to be interested in your so-called divine sword, but since you have misunderstood, then I will fulfill your misunderstanding." With a higher temperature than the magma in Sanzhong Mountain, he held the hilt of the Long Heaven Sword.
I saw the Divine Sword tremble and cry like a cry.
When the body of the sword was burned red, Tian Yao threw the long sword down, and the sword body burst into pieces of scrap iron in the air. The shavings cut through the skin of the clothes.
The immortals were horrified, and some people were furious at Tian Yao's provocative move, and they shouted to fight.
Tian Yao ignored him completely, turned into a fire dragon with a flick of his body, and traveled like a long wind, and immediately flew between the sky, with such a fast speed that the immortals of Chenxingshan couldn't catch up even if they wanted to.
Yan Hui was lying on the back of Tian Yao's dragon, the flames around him could melt the long sword, but now wrapped around Yan Hui, even her hair couldn't burn, only warm like a quilt. Wrapped in it, she slowly warmed her icy body little by little. This kind of feeling was like a gentleness that Tian Yao never said.
She closed her eyes, no matter where Tian Yao was going to take her, she just fell asleep tiredly, and didn't have the strength to think about anything.
When Yanhui woke up again, he didn't know what day it was at noon. The sun was shining brightly outside the window and poured into the house, making the figure of the man sitting beside Yanhui's bed a little blurry.
Yan Hui narrowed his eyes.
"Bear the pain," the man said, "I'll take it off right away."
Before Yan Hui could react, her neck felt hot, and with a "click", the chain that had bound her neck for so many days was finally removed.
Yanhui didn't respond, but Tian Yao, who took off the chain for her, frowned: "There is a scar left on her neck." He reached out and touched it, relying on the pressure of Tian Yao's fingers, Yan Hui could roughly feel himself The scars on her neck were probably two concave thin lines, probably because the iron chain had been worn for too long, and the flesh on her neck had been worn away. Tian Yao said, "There is rust on the iron, and the color is dark. I will ask Qingqiu who else can remove this scar."
"Keep it." Yan echoed hoarsely, "Let this scar stay."
Like a shame belt tied around her neck, let her remember that she still has to find someone to collect a blood debt.
Keep such important evidence, this is also something she owes Zichen.
How could Tian Yao not know what Yanhui was thinking, he just listened silently without making a decision.
He knows Yanhui, so he knows that for Yanhui, the most difficult thing to bear is not her own injury, but the debt of others. What's more, what Yanhui owes this time is a favor that she can no longer pay...
Tian Yao never knew how to comfort people, and now Yan Hui probably couldn't comfort him no matter how he comforted him. He accompanied Yan back in silence for a long time, and finally only said one sentence: "Have a good rest."
"Tianyao."
When he turned to leave, Yan Hui called him back.
Tian Yao turned his head and saw Yan Hui's eyes staring blankly at a place in the sky. After a long while, he turned to look at him: "Thank you for saving me."
The corners of Tian Yao's mouth moved, and before he could answer, Yan Hui asked, "Am I broken now?"
"Not yet."
"Can you take it?"
"It's a bit difficult, but not entirely impossible."
Yanhui stared at him, his eyes were like polished silver spears, flashing cold light: "Fix my bones, I want to enter the demon path."
This is the first time that Tian Yao has seen Yanhui look like this. After leaving Chenxing Mountain, Yanhui always faces everything with a do-it-or-don't-do attitude, so it is inevitable for outsiders to be distracted , inevitably ruffian. But this time, Tian Yao saw in Yan Hui's eyes the determination to win, and...
hatred.
This look was so familiar to him.
That was the look in the mirror he saw in the mirror after every midnight dream when he was in Tongluo Mountain.
That is the hatred that wants to kill someone to vent the anger in the heart. It is the hatred that has settled in the bones. There is no need to be hysterical, it will not be declared, but it will always be remembered in my heart.
Tian Yao looked at Yan Hui for a long time, then nodded: "Okay."
No questioning, no shirk.
She wants to reconnect her bones, he helps. She wants to practice witchcraft, he teaches.
Yan turned back, closed his eyes, and said again, "Thank you."
Tian Yao didn't answer, and was about to leave the room silently when Zhu Li hurriedly came from outside the hospital with a few medical boys, and walked into Yanhui's room: "Yanhui?"
The medical boy gathered around Yanhui's bedside, and began to treat Yanhui's injuries swiftly.
Yanhui didn't answer Zhuli, and Zhuli looked at Tianyao anxiously: "Today, there are more soldiers and wounded from the front line, I finally called a few medical boys over, is it late or what? "Why isn't Yanhui awake yet?"
Hearing this, Yanhui said in a hoarse voice, "Have the demon clan captured Guanghanmen?"
She asked this sentence, Zhu Li was startled, he turned to look at Yan Hui: "Are you awake? What's wrong?"
"Did the demon clan conquer Guanghanmen?" Yan Hui only focused on his own question.
Zhuli had no choice but to answer: "How can it be so simple, although Guanghanmen is close to Sanzhong Mountain, but there are dozens of cultivators, large and small, in the middle, this time, it is just the pioneer troops of the demon clan who have crossed the Triple Mountain. Detect how much strength Immortal Sect has now. Last night, the advance troops slowly retreated."
Yan Hui closed his eyes.
The Guanghan Sect crisis is over, and the heads of the Immortal Sect leaders will leave Guanghan Sect one after another.
Ling Xiao…
It's time to go back to Chenxing Mountain.
Will her cold-faced master be angry or sad? His eldest disciple, her eldest brother, is dead.
Ling Xiao returned to Chenxing Mountain, and he stood for a long time on the top of the mountain where Yanhui was whipped.
There are still fragments of the Heavenly Sword in the ground here. The fragments are too deep into the ground, and some of them have merged with the stone because they are too hot, and no one can pick them up.
Ling Xiao was on the top of this messy mountain and listened to someone recounting what happened that night. Ziyue knelt beside the dungeon quietly wiping her tears, Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, and only asked a question at the end.
"The demon dragon killed Zichen, did you see it with your own eyes?"
The disciple who reported the report was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Uncle Ling Fei... But that's what he said."
Ling Xiao was silent for a moment: "How did Yanhui say that?"
"This... she was rescued by the demon dragon. Her words... maybe... "
Ling Xiao didn't finish listening to what he said. With a flick of his robe, his figure disappeared on the top of the mountain in an instant, and the brilliance flowed, but he landed on the top of Xinsu Peak in a moment, and the surrounding disciples didn't have time to see Ling Xiao at all. The figure, he landed directly at the door of Xinsu Peak's main hall, before knocking on the door with his hand, his aura soared, and immediately slammed open two doors with great force.
Ling Fei was sitting cross-legged in the hall, and when she saw Ling Xiao approaching, she was shocked and her body was almost disturbed.
"Brother..."
The veins floated on Ling Xiao's forehead, as if he was extremely angry, but in the end, he stared at Ling Fei for a long time, until Ling Fei had to lower his eyes slightly, he said: "The private killing array, poisoning the lives of the disciples, has a sinister heart. Vicious as hell..." At the end of the sentence, Ling Xiao seemed to be gnashing his teeth a bit.
Facing Ling Fei's unbelievable gaze, Ling Xiao said: "Chenxingshan can't afford to invite you to be a big Buddha. Another day, you will return to your Guanghanmen by yourself, and ask Su Ying Zhenren for protection."
The implication is to drive her out of Chenxing Mountain!
Ling Fei was stunned and speechless, she stepped forward to ask Ling Xiao, but Ling Xiao's figure had disappeared on Xinsu Peak, as if she didn't want to hear any voice from her.