After hearing what the two said, Xia Dongliang felt a little relieved.

Xia Dongliang nodded gratefully. His eyes swept across the faces of Xiao Huaiwen and Long Dingtian, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

Not only did these two relatives not blame him for Xia Yi's disappearance, but they also gave him comfort and support, which made him deeply relieved.

At this time, the four women who were most worried about Xia Yi's safety were Yang Yingying, Tiantian, Xiao Sensen and Long Jiaoyue.

Yang Yingying, as Xia Yi's mother, experienced a natural disaster as soon as Xia Yi was born, and then was hunted down. She never had a moment's peace in her heart.

Now, her son has grown up, achieved success and was about to get married, but he mysteriously disappeared on the eve of the wedding. She felt as if she was carrying a huge stone weighing a thousand pounds in her heart, and the heaviness made it almost impossible for her to breathe.

Not to mention Tian Tian, ​​Xiao Sen Sen and Long Jiao Yue, Xia Yi was the man they loved deeply. His sudden disappearance plunged them into unprecedented confusion and panic.

Faced with a dazzling array of delicious food, they felt as if their taste buds were frozen and they had no appetite. The uneasiness in their hearts made them feel as if they were sitting on pins and needles.

As night falls and the lights come on, the streets and alleys of the DJI capital are brightly lit, presenting a bustling scene.

However, under the cover of the quiet night, a secret battle concerning the peace of the DJI capital is quietly unfolding.

At this moment, in a dilapidated courtyard, there were about four to five hundred people gathered. The lights were dim, the place was dark and damp, and few people came here on weekdays.

Although these people look no different from ordinary people, in fact, they are all minions of the evil cult lurking in the capital of Xinjiang.

If Huo Linger did not have extraordinary perception and was able to capture their breath, ordinary people would probably find it difficult to detect their presence.

"In life, I am a member of the Demon Cult. In death, I am a ghost of the Demon Cult..."

In the courtyard, a tall man with a sinister face was giving a lecture.

He was wearing a black cape, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. This person was the leader of the Demon Cult in the capital of Dajiang - Ghost Shadow.

The ghost looked around at everyone and said in a deep voice: "Tonight's operation is crucial. We must succeed in one fell swoop, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous. Everyone, cheer up and prepare for action!"

At this moment, a sudden voice rang in their ears, shocking like thunder: "Today, you will all become ghosts in the Demon Cult!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Yi, Huo Ling'er and Yan'er appeared in the courtyard without any warning, as if they had fallen from the sky.

Mu Yi, he was dressed in green, his figure was like pine and cypress, and there was a firm light in his eyes.

Huo Linger was wearing a red dress, like an elf in the flames, and her bright eyes revealed her desire for battle.

Yan'er was wearing armor and holding a heavy hammer. This outfit looked a bit funny.

Their sudden appearance startled all the members of the Demon Cult present, and they all drew their weapons and prepared to fight.

Seeing this, the ghost's face was as gloomy as water. He shouted coldly: "Who are you? How dare you break into my Demon Sect's territory!"

Mu Yi sneered: "We are here to take your lives! The Demon Cult has committed many evil things, and today is your doom!"

Huo Linger said, "That's right. You remnants of the Demon Cult usually commit crimes in the capital of Dajiang. Today is finally the time for you to pay for your crimes!"

Hearing this, the ghost laughed sharply and strangely, and said sarcastically: "With just three of you, you dare to think that you can catch us all in one fell swoop. You are really talking nonsense, and you are not afraid that the wind will blow away your tongue."

"Stop talking nonsense and look at the hammer!" Yan'er shouted loudly, swung the sledgehammer, and attacked. The sledgehammer in his hand smashed towards the ghost like a meteor.

Seeing this, the ghost flashed and avoided Yan'er's attack.

It's too late, but it's soon.

Yan'er didn't give the ghost any chance to breathe. After the first attack missed, the second and third attacks followed like a torrential rain.

"boom!"

The ghost's figure was knocked away by Yan'er's fierce attack and slammed heavily into the stone wall in the distance, making a dull echo.

The stone wall cracked instantly, with gravel flying everywhere, and the ghost's figure seemed a little blurry after the impact. It was obvious that this blow had caused him considerable pain.

However, the ghost did not stop there. He moved and suddenly disappeared from the spot, as if blending into the surrounding darkness.

Yan'er held the heavy hammer tightly, his eyes as sharp as torches, scanning around, looking for any trace of the ghost.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed from behind Yan'er, followed by a sharp gust of wind blowing in his face.

Yan'er reacted quickly, rolling sideways to avoid the fatal blow. He looked up and saw a ghost holding a sharp dagger, standing not far away and staring at him coldly.

"Huh, do you think you can defeat me like this?" Yan'er sneered and stood up.

Then, he swung the sledgehammer and launched a more violent attack on the ghost.

Seeing this, the ghost's eyes flashed with a cold light. He moved and disappeared again. Yan'er held the heavy hammer tightly, waiting for the ghost to appear again with full concentration.

At this moment, a cold breath came from all directions, and Yan'er felt the temperature around him drop suddenly, as if he was in an ice cellar. He was startled and quickly swung his heavy hammer to resist this sudden attack.

The cold breath became stronger and stronger, as if it was going to swallow him whole. Yan'er felt that his breathing was becoming more and more difficult, and his body gradually became stiff.

"This is... ghost energy!"

Yan'er was shocked, and finally understood the true strength of the ghost. He took a deep breath, forced down the fear and uneasiness in his heart, and quickly activated the power of the earth flame.

Just as the two were in a stalemate, a flame suddenly burst out from Yan'er's body, instantly dispelling the cold air around him. The ghost was shocked when he saw this, and quickly stepped back a few steps, looking at Yan'er with a vigilant face.

"It seems that I still underestimated you." The ghost said coldly, "But this battle is not over yet."

After saying this, he flashed and disappeared again.

At the same time, Xiao Jun led other members of the Anti-Demon Alliance into the courtyard. They fought side by side with Mu Yi and Huo Linger, and engaged in fierce battles with the Demon Cult in every corner of the courtyard.

For a moment, the courtyard was filled with flashes of swords and shadows, and shouts of killing shook the sky.

Mu Yi had already comprehended the power of space. He was agile and moved among the enemies like a dragon. Each of his attacks was precise and deadly.

Huo Linger uses the power of her fire to burn the enemy to ashes. Her fire seems to have spirituality, able to track the enemy's whereabouts and leave the enemy nowhere to escape.

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