It was supposed to be a kiss without any emotion, but it was extremely tragic in this blazing fire and a shocking pool of blood.
The bodies of the two were tightly pressed together, and their whole bodies were hot, and the madly burning flames seemed to burn them all together.
Now, Xie Wuyan must also be affected by the burning blood, and felt the pain like burning on her body.
But he didn't seem to feel any pain, he didn't loosen at all, instead he gradually tightened the hand that was clasping on Shen Wanqing's back.
Shen Wanqing could smell the rusty smell of blood between her lips and teeth.
She could also clearly feel Xie Wuyan's chilling breath, as if a grilled fish touched the water, and the pain was gradually shared.
Xie Wuyan's power was poured into her body, as if a channel was opened, and the flaming fire was drawn out and introduced into his body.
After most of the power was divided, Shen Wanqing was no longer so difficult.
She began to gradually find a way to keep herself from being controlled by this power, to learn to restrain the rioting spiritual power in her body, to branch out only what she needed, and then to control the flames burning from her blood.
Gradually, the riot gradually subsided.
Shen Wanqing opened her eyes.
The surrounding fire was raging, making people dizzy, but she could capture the spy of the Heavenly Dao Palace who was standing on the dilapidated ruins not far away, struggling to resist.
The young man had wounds all over his body, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then raised his hand with difficulty, and a paper crane appeared on his fingertips.
Blood Crane.
Smear your own blood on Zhihe, and then apply a spell, Zhihe will transmit the message according to his own thoughts.
Is he going to report to the Tiandao Palace
Shen Wanqing subconsciously wanted to stop him.
The flames surrounding the young man seemed to sense something, and at the moment when her idea came into being, it squeezed with a "bang".
"what-"
A hoarse scream.
Before the young man could cast the spell, even his soul was burnt.
Shen Wanqing was stunned for a moment, looking down at her hands, feeling the rioting spiritual power in her body slowly dissipating.
Originally, I wanted to leave a living mouth to explain to Xuantian Pavilion, but I didn't expect this power to be more arrogant than I imagined.
However, at this moment, a fire suddenly rose behind him.
Shen Wanqing turned her head in astonishment.
Xie Wuyan knelt on the ground, but his back was straight. He lowered his head, his long black hair covered in blood covered his face.
He was on fire, blood stains had crawled onto his face, and his robe was completely soaked with blood.
Shen Wanqing knew what kind of pain it was, but he didn't say a word, like a dead man, he didn't make a sound.
Shen Wanqing quickly leaned down and supported his arm.
For the first time, he didn't feel the coldness from him, as if he had hit a stove directly, burning his palms hot.
"Xie Wuyan." She called softly.
He didn't speak, didn't even look up.
The blood ran down his neck all the way down, splashing drop by drop on the ground.
"Thank you Wuyan!"
Shen Wanqing frowned, her voice trembling slightly.
Finally, Xie Wuyan raised his head.
He opened his eyes, his eyes were as shocking as blood. He focused his eyes on her face with difficulty, looked at her so calmly, moved the corners of his lips, but couldn't say a word.
"boom"
Suddenly, the fire was lit again.
"Love!" Ji Feichen, who was on the side, noticed something was wrong, "Get out of there!"
no.
It is necessary to draw out the power in Xie Wuyan's body.
Otherwise he will be burned alive.
Shen Wanqing didn't leave, but at this moment, Xie Wuyan raised his hand and put it on her shoulder.
The next second, she was pushed out by Xie Wuyan, slammed into the ruins abruptly, and pushed her to a safe enough distance.
The fire was terrific.
Shen Wanqing's pupils shrank, and before she could step forward, she was grabbed by Ji Feichen, who was rushing over.
"do not go!"
The disciples and elders of Xuantian Pavilion looked on guard, but no one dared to approach.
After a long time, the fire finally went out.
Shen Wanqing broke free from Ji Feichen's hand and knelt down beside Xie Wuyan.
She looked at Xie Wuyan, who was covered in bruises and soaked in blood, and reached out her hand to carefully test his breath.
...without any breath.
For some unknown reason, Shen Wanqing suddenly felt astringent eyes and a sore nose at the tip of her nose. Seeing that she was about to choke a tear, she saw the mysterious bird that hid in the bone ring just now jumped out again.
Xuanniao stopped beside Xie Wuyan, like a widow who had lost her husband, and fluttered on his body and started to twitch, her wings were shaking, and she looked like she was crying with grief.
Shen Wanqing was silent for a while.
The tears that were almost choked out by the touching and blowing were held back.
She looked at Xuan Niao, and Xie Wuyan, who was lying on the ground with a dead face, then stood up and clapped her palms: "Buy it, don't worry, I'll choose a good grave for you."
As if struck by lightning, Xuanniao's crying stopped in place and did not move.
"It's cruel enough."
Suddenly, Xie Wuyan's voice sounded slowly.
He chuckled a few times before slowly lifting his eyes, and there was a little smile in his eyes. Although he looked wounded, his eyes were still so playful and playful.
It looks like it's okay.
There's nothing scary about pretending to be dead.
Shen Wanqing felt a little angry when she thought that she was about to be tossed to tears just now. She raised her hand to pat Xie Wuyan's chest to vent her anger, but was afraid of touching his wound, so she raised her hand for a while, and then slapped Xuanniao's bird head.
Xuan Niao fluttered in fright.
Xie Wuyan lay on the ground without moving, looking at her with a smile on his face: "How did you guess it?"
Shen Wanqing: "It's okay to have too many Xuanniao plays, and the acting is very fake. Think about it, did it cry like this on the night when you pretended to be injured when you caught the Peders?"
...Xie Wuyan glanced at Xuanniao faintly.
Xuan Niao was shocked, and immediately hid back in the bone ring.
Shen Wanqing reached out to him: "I'll help you stand up."
"I can't stand up." Xie Wuyan said lightly, "My internal organs were almost moved by your fire, but I can't tell, you are quite powerful."
Such a sentence aroused Shen Wanqing's damn guilt again.
She squatted down beside Xie Wuyan again, lowered her eyelids, and after a long while, said softly, "Thank you."
"Why thank you?"
Shen Wanqing racked her brains: "Or, if I can do it, I promise you a request?"
"Three."
"…One!"
"Three."
"...We each take a step back, two."
Xie Wuyan glanced at her up and down, thought about it, and then nodded: "Deal."
Then, he stood up from the ground, passed by the stunned Shen Wanqing, and walked straight to Ji Feichen and Feng Ruoqing who were standing aside to make room for the two.
Shen Wanqing was full of question marks: "?"
Who just said that the internal organs have moved
In fact, Xie Wuyan was indeed going to die.
He forcibly broke through the sealing spell and used his own demon power as a bait to draw out the rioting spiritual power in Shen Wanqing's body.
But Shen Wanqing's physique is too special.
Her soul and flesh and blood are the treasures coveted by the human world and the demon world, and Xie Wuyan is probably the only person in this world who can control this power except Shen Wanqing.
So the fire not only did not affect him, but suppressed the seal in the body.
"Elder! We checked, and it was indeed someone from the Tiandao Palace who died. All the disciples we were sent to watch over Miss Shen were all killed, but judging from the wounds on her body, he should have done it alone."
After examining the corpse, the Xuantian Pavilion disciple hurriedly reported to the elder: "He used the Disguise Technique, I'm afraid he murdered Junior Brother Wangqing some time ago..."
The elder looked pale.
He glanced at the corpses around him.
In fact, after seeing the broken golden mask, he knew it.
This treasure is indeed owned by Tiandao Palace.
The elder is a wise man.
I want to know that the eyeliner inserted by Tiandao Palace suddenly took a risk today, and it was obviously aimed at the technique of burning blood.
Hundreds of years ago, there were constant battles between the sects.
Until the Heavenly Dao Palace appeared, he used his own power to dominate the major sects.
Since then, Tiandao Palace has placed eyeliners in all major sects.
They are always on guard against the emergence of a strong person who can surpass themselves and cut off all signs.
"Elder, in this way, are you sure you want to imprison the love in Xuantian Pavilion?" Ji Feichen turned around and asked in a cold voice.
indeed.
Although Xuantian Pavilion is famous now, in front of Tiandao Palace, it is just a nobody.
Under the current situation, if any sect wants to keep Shen Wanqing, it is a dangerous signal for Tiandao Palace.
Xuantian Pavilion cannot take this risk.
The elder was silent for a long time, and then sighed: "Although I don't know if this eyeliner has time to release the news, if Tiandao Palace finds that it cannot sense him, it will definitely send someone to investigate."
Feng Yaoqing was attentive: "Since this is the case, we can't stay in Xuantian Pavilion for more."
Ji Feichen understood what she meant: "We will leave in two days."
Before leaving, Feng Ruoqing persuaded Shen Wanqing to take a look at Zeng Ziyun, who was being locked up.
"After all, the two of you used to be friends." Feng Yaoqing said bitterly, "Although Xiaoyun is indeed impulsive, her nature should still be good, but she was too irritable and lost her head for a while."
Shen Wanqing felt that Feng Rumor was right.
But this is not inconsistent with his desire to strangle Zeng Ziyun.
So Shen Wanqing really went, mainly to find an opportunity to see if he could assassinate her without leaving a trace.
As a result, as soon as he entered the closed room, he found seven or eight Xuantian Pavilion disciples standing around, staring at him with a straight body and a serious expression.
...It seems that there is no chance.
Zeng Ziyun also wrote her temper on her face, and sneered at her as soon as she came in: "You're not dead yet?"
Shen Wanqing didn't even bother to enter the door, she simply leaned against the door and patiently listened to her passionate speech.
Sure enough, Zeng Ziyun is really passionate: "I don't know what kind of wind you blow in front of Sister Feng, and I apologize to you? I'm just telling the truth, your crooked ways can hide people for a while, but can you hide them for a lifetime? Do you know Thank you bro for saving you—"
"It's a coincidence, Big Brother Xie saved me again." Shen Wanqing began to tease, and deliberately raised a soft voice, "He is really gentle."
"You! You have no shame!" Zeng Ziyun gritted her teeth, "Brother Xie also saved me, so don't put gold on your face."
Then, the two started a fierce bickering:
"Then I hugged him before, didn't you?"
"how is this possible!"
"Hold many times."
"you!"
"It's really distressing, he has been clinging to me."
"You are nonsense!"
"No?" Shen Wanqing showed her distressed expression, "Is there really anyone who hasn't hugged the man they love? It's really pitiful."
Zeng Ziyun rolled up her sleeves and almost rushed over to choke her, but was stopped by the guards beside her.
Shen Wanqing was satisfied.
Even if you can't strangle her, you can piss her off.
However, just as she happily walked out of the door, as soon as she looked up, she saw Xie Wuyan leaning against the door.
Xie Wuyan: "Stick to you?"