Lin Zhao was leaning against the tree trunk to sleep, Qing Ruo was sitting next to him holding a branch in his hand and stirring the fire in front of him time after time.
At this time, Yunze stepped forward from mid-air.
When I saw it for the first time, it was still far away, but when I broke through the sky and came by the wind, I was already within two or three steps.
Qingruo turned her head and glanced at Linzhao who was still asleep, raised her hand and made a hush finger at Yunze, stood up and smiled brightly, while mouthing, "Father, have you come out of retreat?"
Yunze was wearing a navy blue fairy robe, and was carrying a huge sword half a meter wide and 1.2 meters long on his back.
His cultivation has reached another level, and now he can be said to be at the top of the sect.
As soon as I came out of retreat, I heard about the "black and white double evil" that made a lot of noise. '
Qingruo has the tracking button on his body, because the psychic stone has never shown that Qingruo's life is in danger, so he has been retreating with peace of mind until now, and the first thing to do is to find Qingruo.
Yunze's whole body was filled with fierce and surging ice air. He was a mutated ice spirit root. As soon as the air pressure was released, the bone-freezing chill quickly spread around him.
The originally burning fire was extinguished soundlessly, and the tops of the branches were black without any smoke.
Lin Zhao shrank back, rolled up the quilt with his hands and opened his eyes.
The blood eyes are like eagles.
Standing between the two men, Qingruo turned her back to Linzhao, realized that Linzhao had woken up and quickly turned around.
Lin Zhao looked over, trembling and rolled up the quilt, his eyes were foggy and a little dazed when he just woke up, he smiled reflexively when he saw Qing Ruo turned around.
An already terrifying face is even more ugly.
Qing Ruo hastily hooked her lips and smiled lightly to appease him, cast a warming spell on him and hugged him.
Turning around, she said sweetly, "Father." She took a few steps forward and took Yunze's arm.
Yunze had a gloomy face, his body was as still as a mountain, he didn't speak or look at her, he just stared at Lin Zhao, as if he would draw his sword in the next second and chop him into ashes.
Qingruo touched her forehead in embarrassment, shook Yunze's arm, and said in a coquettish and soft voice, "Father~"
Lin Zhao had already stood up from the ground, Yunze's air-conditioning was deliberately aimed at him, Qing Ruo's current cultivation was no match for Yunze's, so she didn't know that the recovery technique she called was actually not very useful.
His knees were so cold that they were stiff, and he stood up while supporting the tree trunk behind him. He even heard the sound of his knees.
Holding the quilt in his arms and folding it into the Qiankun bag, Linzhao smiled gently at Yunze with a very respectful tone. "Hello, Master Yunze, I have long admired your name. I am Linzhao."
Yunze snorted coldly, Qingruo was still holding his arm and acting softly, he turned his head and raised his hand to tap Qingruo's forehead, Qingruo's gaze was now fixed on Yunze, and Yunze's peripheral vision But he looked at Linzhao.
The brutality of the beast when he just woke up appeared in his eyes again, and now the overwhelming killing intent was so strong that it seemed to burst out of his eyes.
"Why did you get mixed up with this thing?" Yunze couldn't bear to look at Qingruo. He wrinkled his face and asked her. His voice was very rude, but he took away the hand that was covering her forehead with one hand and looked at her. look.
He was not serious about what he did, he was measured, Qing Ruo was just pretending to be pitiful, Yunze still stuck his fingertips on it and cast a healing spell.
Qing Ruo pouted and tugged at the hem of his clothes, and reminded unhappily, "Father! He is Lin Zhao."
As Yunze described it, Qingruo didn't dare to turn her head to look at Lin Zhao's expression at this moment.
Yunze withdrew his hands behind his back, lowered his head slightly to look carefully at her serious eyes.
Qing Ruo, is his raised daughter, who grew up holding her in the palm of her hand. In the world of cultivating immortals, the emotions are weak, and the family affection is not strong. How many people have only been cared for by their parents since they were born.
He, too, has never felt the affection of his parents.
He lived too long, not only Qingruo was a child, but she was also more than a daughter, but Qingruo was the only child he raised as his daughter.
If it is said that he gave her fatherly love, then on the other hand, the reason why he is willing to spoil her is that here in Qingruo, he can truly know that he is a father and that he has blood relatives.
With Qingruo's temperament, she will only be kind to the people she really likes to be in a relationship with, and she will never deliberately wrong herself, and would rather be broken than broken.
Yunze sighed in his heart and already admitted defeat, but his face was still tense, his brows were furrowed, and he raised his hand to rub her hair, "Are you hurt?"
Qing Ruo shook her head, her big eyes sparkled and she spoke clearly and earnestly, "No." Then she cast a spell beside her, "Father, my cultivation level has risen to another level~"
His voice was full of pride like his father showing off and other praises, "But it's still far from father." He pouted.
Yunze laughed, and praised and encouraged. All the good things found in the secret realm were put in a Qiankun bag, and now I took them out and handed them to her, "Let's see what I like."
Turn around and walk to Lin Zhao.
The skin color is weird, the face is ugly, and it is so weak that it can be poked to death with a finger.
With his back turned to Qing Ruo Chao Linzhao, Yun Ze curled his lips, full of disdain and sarcasm.
Linzhao leaned against the tree trunk and stood upright, with his spine straightened and his chin raised slightly, looking straight at He Yunze, seeing his sarcasm and disdain, which was as calm as a calm sea.
He has already lost feeling in his knees, but he didn't show it at all on his face. He smiled faintly, and his gentle voice was in great contrast to his appearance, "Hello, Uncle."
The one who shouted in the previous sentence was still Peak Master Yunze, but now he is directly an uncle.
Yunze moved his fingers, withdrawing the icy air pressing down on Lin Zhao's body.
Lin Zhao almost knelt down, his hands quickly went around behind him and clasped the tree trunk tightly behind him, his body remained straight, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, looking calm and relaxed.
"What are we going to do now?" Yun Ze asked him directly, of course he wouldn't care about Lin Zhao's life and death, but he had to care about it.
Qing Ruo has already taken out all the life-saving things that Yunze handed her to her, put them into her own Qiankun bag, and walked over to return the bag to Yunze.
He obviously saw Lin Zhao's discomfort, because the fingertips he dug into the bark were already bleeding, and the smell of blood began to spread in the air.
Qing Ruo pursed her lips, said nothing, walked to him and stood with him, and stretched out her hands behind her back to catch most of his body weight.
Lin Zhao leaned over, breathed a sigh of relief, next to her ear, the slightly cool breath blew the hair that brushed her temples, with a little bit of hair twisted into the ear, the itchy cold mixed with the heat rising from her body .
Yunze looked at Qingruo, clenched his hands behind his back into fists, his eyes were already stained with killing intent, and he spoke directly and cruelly, "What are you? Are you worthy? You don't know what will happen to the combination of human and devil?" ?”
Yunze was half-yelling, half-drinking, speaking very fast, Qing Ruo had no time to stop, the surrounding trees were already shaking from side to side by the air pressure brought by Yunze.
"Father! You..."
Lin Zhao raised his hand to Qing Ruo's lips, but didn't stick it, but stopped her from speaking.
Turning his head to face her, he bent his brows and eyes, his blood-red eyes were bright with blood, like freshly unearthed blood jade.
"Uncle, I will not let her go, I will drag her to die with me."
When Yunze raised his hand, he slashed down with a palm wind.
Lin Zhao sacrificed a defensive magic weapon, the magic weapon enveloped Qingruo and him, half of Lin Zhao leaned against Qing Ruo's body, the magic weapon was split into tiny cracks by Yun Ze's palm, and Lin Zhao sprayed a mouthful of blood on Qing Ruo's body. Cover the instrument.
"A call!"
Qing Ruo was so anxious that he supported him with one hand and sacrificed another magic weapon with the other, and turned to look at Yunze who had already drawn out his sword, "Father! If you kill him, I won't live anymore. He died!" I will die too!"
Yunze's sword stopped in mid-air, and the anxiety, distress, and life and death in his clear eyes were not fake.
Yunze put his sword back on his body, closed his eyes tightly, and let out a long breath, "You won. We need to talk."
This was said to Lin Zhao.
The two men, in fact, from the first sight of each other, they knew that only one could win today.
What happened just now was just two people wanting to go together.
One is the father who loves his daughter, and the other is the devil who will not let go. Otherwise, who would be willing to admit defeat.
Lin Zhao wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Qingruo who was still a little dazed, and touched the top of her hair, his big rough hand full of scars slid onto her hair, causing waves of bumpy friction.
Lin Zhao came over and kissed her forehead, "I'll talk to my uncle for a while."
He turned around and followed Yun Ze's footsteps. His knees hurt, and he was almost unable to stand in the cold state. He walked very slowly, but he didn't stagger, and every step was solid and firm.
"Linzhao." The two stood opposite each other, continuing to be clear as if they were not far away, Yunze casually formed a soundproof array.
Lin Zhao nodded, his eyes no longer had the slightest gentleness before, but were full of gloomy violent killing intent.
Yunze didn't care either, "What kind of exercises did you practice, and how did you become like this now?"
Lin Zhao pursed his lips, apparently too lazy to answer this question, "I won't let her have trouble until I die."
"..."
The two were silent for a while, and Yunze still handed over something in his Qiankun bag, "This can cover up the devilish energy. Six hours."
Lin Zhao looked down for a while, then shook his head.
Yunze didn't force it, put it back in the bag, and changed hands to remove the sound insulation array, after thinking about it, he asked again, "Does Xiao Ruo know what you practice?"
"She didn't ask."
Yunze sighed, raised his hand and removed the soundproof array, and couldn't help scolding Ruoqing in his heart.
"I'll go back to the Zongmen to block it. Now the Zongmen and the Demon Race are fighting in a dark and dark way. They are busy grabbing things from Xuanjuemen and Jinghemen. Many people have given up looking for you. Be careful yourself. "
After Yunze finished speaking, his eyes fell on Qingruo's face, he sighed, and opened his arms.
Qing Ruo smiled instantly from her nervous expression, and flung herself into Yun Ze's embrace with a smile on her face.
Leaning on his shoulder, with his arm touching the huge sword behind him, he feels at ease and dependent.
father feeling.
"Father, thank you and I'm sorry."
Yun Ze hugged her and patted her on the back, Lin Zhao standing behind him reached out several times to pull her hand away and stopped in mid-air. Yunze pretended not to see, but he was helpless but still reluctant to be gentle, "Girl has grown up. Be careful, there is a danger of crushing the psychic stone."
The two bid farewell reluctantly, and Lin Zhao had a face that had eaten a fly, wanting to stop being out of sight and out of mind, but forced himself to stare closely all the time.
It wasn't until Yunze's figure completely disappeared that Lin Zhao let out a soft hiss, followed by his whole body relaxing and falling towards Qingruo.
Before becoming unconscious, she spoke softly, An Xin's voice was gentle and cherished, "Qing Ruo, catch me."
**
The combination of man and devil
Of course I know what will happen.
But I still want to drag her to die together.
Qingruo, I've made up my mind.
I am more afraid of hell without you.
—[Black box]