The old man looked at the junior who only had air in but not out, and then thought about what the girl said just now that he didn't save anyone, as if he had figured out something, sighed and said, "My junior is hurt too badly. You don't have to blame yourself if you can't save him."
A hint of surprise flashed in Rong Xian's eyes: "Did the old senior misunderstand something?"
The old man was puzzled: "What did I misunderstand?"
Rong Xian curled her lips into a smile and said thoughtfully: "Forget it, no matter what the old senior misunderstood, I'm afraid I won't let the old senior continue to misunderstand. You are old, I can't bear it."
Her voice fell, and the smile on her face had completely disappeared.
A gloomy wind was blowing, and the icy chill was overwhelming.
In an instant, the old man seemed to feel the coldest breath in the whole world pouring into his body, freezing his soul.
Not only the limbs, but also the thoughts became slow.
His expression was blank, and he couldn't understand, how did things suddenly become like this
The old man's surname is Ling, and he has been flying for thousands of years.
This ring was a ray of life he left to Ling's family, and a ray of his divine soul was sealed in the ring.
When Ling's family is in danger, relying on the blood of Ling's family can wake up his sub-soul, and let the younger generation rely on the sub-soul to protect him, so that the Ling family will not perish.
Who knew that he was awake, but what happened now made him completely stunned.
Rong Xian played with the ring, unceremoniously erased the mark on the ring, threw the ring into her mustard space, and confidently took the contents of the ring as her own.
Even if she has only a trace of consciousness, she can still mobilize the Shui Lingzhu.
She just wanted to say something, but suddenly turned her head to look into the distance, and said with a look of regret: "They are here, it seems that senior and I can only chat here."
There was a splendid smile like a summer flower on her face, and she comforted her warmly: "But senior, don't worry, we will meet again one day."
The voice fell, and a more severe and icy cold spread from the old man's heart.
But in a short while, the old man's spirit turned into water droplets and dissipated in the void.
After the soul is destroyed, the old man's body will not receive the memory, and he will never know who destroyed his soul.
Rong Xian looked down at the little water vapor on the ground, and sighed in a pretentious manner: "Oh, if you meet an old friend in the upper realm, but you don't know each other, it will be very sad."
She glanced at the confused Ling Junyi, and said slowly: "It's sad to fall back to hell when the wish is approaching, isn't it?"
She asked herself, "It must be very sad."
Just like when she thought Amei had recovered, she was thrown into hell by the madness again and again.
She closed her eyes and restrained all her emotions.
The wisps of yin all over her body quietly dissipated, and her figure turned from solid to virtual again, and no one could see it.
At this time, Yun Youfeng and Ling Juncong finally arrived.
When Ling Juncong stood in front of Ling Junyi, he came back to his senses and saw that the little face that should have been smiling brightly was now full of blue and white, and his weak breathing was intermittent, as if it would be broken in the next moment.
Ling Jun suddenly shrank from his pupils, and threw himself up in disbelief.
"Yi'er, Yi'er..." He half-knelt on the ground and wanted to pick him up, but he couldn't reach out.
He is afraid, he is frightened, is this really my sister? His sister is so lively and cute, how could she be so pale and weak now!
Yun Youfeng stood aside and did not disturb the brother and sister, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. After all, he had been with the little girl for a few days, and she was a well-behaved and lovable child.
Rong Xian's phantom stood side by side with him, and his eyes kept falling on the brothers and sisters of the Ling family.
She said: "Life and death are always unpleasant, You Feng, you are also a person of temperament." It is easy to be emotionally infected.
"Brother..." Ling Junyi seemed to hear her brother's voice. She opened her eyes with great effort. For the first time, she felt that human eyelids can be so heavy, and she used all her strength to open them.
Looking at the figure in front of her, Ling Junyi's eyes were a little blurry, "Is it my brother? Is my brother here?"
Ling Jun's eyes turned red, and he immediately hugged the person: "Yi'er, it's my brother, it's my brother, my brother is here, don't be afraid, my brother will take you to the doctor."
Ling Junyi felt that her brother was flying quickly into the distance, and the wind was blowing across her cheeks, although it was very slight, but she felt the pain of being scratched by a knife.
She shivered, but her movements were not obvious, she could no longer control her body, she was dying.
She looked around with difficulty, only to find that the Venerable Lord of Breath, who had appeared before, had disappeared.
But Ling Junyi was full of vigilance, she never forgot what the man said was always by her side.
If that person heard that he told his brother about her existence, would he do something to his brother
It made Junyi's heart sink, she must never let her brother get hurt!
When Ling Junyi thought of this, she decided to hide the existence of her brother.
She leaned on her brother's back and said intermittently, "Brother, my family is gone, and my parents are no longer..."
"Yi'er, don't talk, wait until brother saves you and then tell brother what's going on." Ling Jun's eyes were flushed, his voice was stern but with a firm command.
As long as my sister still has concerns and unfinished business, she will definitely get through it.
If he wants to keep his sister alive, he must live.
"Brother, it's the Demon Sect, it's the people from the Demon Sect..." There is also what the ancestors said.
It's a pity that she didn't have the strength to say what she said later, and she didn't dare to say it.
Yun Youfeng followed behind them and heard Ling Junyi's words.
He gritted his teeth and almost pulled the knife out of his back.
"The scumbags from the Demon Sect!" Yun Youfeng said bitterly.
Rong Xian glanced at him, knowing that he couldn't hear him, but she still pretended to explain bitterly: "You Feng is really a person who overturned a boat with one pole, obviously we are just communicating with respect, you can't just because others are cultivators. The pot will let the magic repair back."
After a pause, she looked up to the sky and sighed: "The devil is wronged."
After Rong Xian finished her pretense, she realized that Ling Juncong and Yun Youfeng had already flown away, she coughed lightly and quickly followed.
When others can't see you, that's not good.
Her acting desire is completely unsatisfied, which is really boring.
However, Rong Xian raised her eyebrows and smiled when she saw the back of Ling Jun flying away in a hurry.
I have to say that Ling Juncong's luck is really strong.
If she took a step forward and let the ring fall into Ling Juncong's hands, then Ling Juncong's future might really jump out of her control.
The resources behind the woman, the ring, the help in the ring, the same clan after ascension...
Even if Rong Xian didn't have the ability to predict the future, she knew that Ling Juncong's future was smooth and smooth under that huge fortune.
Her eyes sank, she would never allow Ling Juncong to have a day of prosperity.
Rong Xian: He actually has a golden-thighed grandfather in his ring. If he cuts it, he must cut it╰_╯╬
(End of this chapter)