The flowers of Gaoling have been picked

The white as paper Yaohua Xianjun naturally didn't know what Jing Zhan was going to do, he even forgot to struggle, and opened his eyes obediently, looking at the face getting closer and closer to him, his mind went blank.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Jing Zhan pushed him away with all his strength.

Su Wangli was a little dizzy from being pushed, but he came back to his senses after only a moment. He saw a chain splitting the wind and rushing towards the two of them from the dark night sky.

Jing Zhan immediately summoned Nianjun, and all the snow-white petals among the vines and vines instantly turned into scarlet sharp blades, emitting black and red light, resisting the silver light chains that rushed straight down, and the cold sword blades collided in the air, making a hideous sound. In the eerie dark night.

This seemingly ordinary chain turned out to be so hard that even the magic weapon Nian Jun could not be broken. The chain exploded with lightning speed and was about to wrap Jing Zhan tightly. Jing Zhan was shocked and waved Nian Jun. Jun rolled over and dodged, the chain seemed to know Jing Zhan's movements, and changed the direction of attack. Before Jing Zhan had time to make a defensive move, he wanted to wrap around Jing Zhan.

Jing Zhan cursed in a low voice, his secret path was bad, his brows were lowered, his sword eyebrows were furrowed, and he wanted to use all his strength to fight head-on, but before he could make a move, Su Wangli quickly rushed to Jing Zhan to block the chain and ignite the flames The attack, the sword with the dragon pattern of Everlasting Sorrow emits golden zigzag lightning, crackling, colliding and rubbing against the chain and burning fire, bursting out a strong airflow and dazzling light in the pitch-black night, the two airflows rush in oppositely, A semicircular arc of light was formed, engulfing the entire dilapidated house in an instant.

In the golden light, Su Wangli slanted against the chains, his plain white robe fluttered openly due to the impact of the air current, his fox eyes were as cold as ice, and his face was still as calm as water, but his brows were lowered and his eyes were tightly pursed. Thin lips, and the fine sweat from the temples, all of which could not recall his patience and resistance.

The surroundings were roasted in the scorching heat, and there was a fiery red barrier that was about to melt.

In a blink of an eye, Su Wangli could hardly resist, Jing Zhan had quick eyes and quick hands, and immediately held Nianjun in his hand, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Su Wangli to resist the shocking power of the chains, but in the end it was just powerless, Jing Zhan was still unable to fully control Nianjun, the ability Naturally, it was not as good as Su Wangli, let alone this thing that even his master could not resist. Within a moment, Su Wangli's physical strength was exhausted, and he had no more strength to support them. The two were pushed away by the strong airflow of the chain, and both flew out.

Su Wangli immediately adjusted his posture, landed firmly on the ground, and stretched out his hand to stop Jing Zhan, who was about to fall to the ground, but the impact of the airflow was too strong, and Jing Zhan's figure was already behind Su Wangli. On the ground, Jing Zhan took him to lean back for a while. Fortunately, even though he exerted his strength, he stabilized his footsteps and took a few steps backwards to completely stabilize the two of them.

The huge semicircular arc of light spread out at this moment, and the dilapidated thatched cottage that was tortured by baking and erosion collapsed in an instant. , the buds that have just been pulled out are so soft that even a drizzle can't resist them, not to mention such a strong airflow, the trunk has long been bare, standing in the middle of the night, like a dead tree in the cold winter months, like a devil stretching out when it is crazy. sharp claws.

Su Wangli couldn't help panting violently, his eyes were fixed on the chains of flames burning in the air not far from the two of them, his voice was like snow covering blades, as cold as ice but he was puzzled and said: "Binding the immortal rope?"

"What!" Jing Zhan was also taken aback.

The Immortal Binding Cable is an immortal weapon of the gods. It is extremely powerful. It is a fairy weapon whose power is determined according to the user's ability. The higher the user's ability, the stronger the attack power of the Immortal Binding Cable will naturally be.

Jing Zhan squinted his eyes, his mind was full of thoughts, and his heart was beating wildly. It seems that there are immortal officials in the Jiuzhongtian who want to kill himself and his master. Suo, this immortal official is not only powerful in immortal skills, but also extremely vicious in his mind.

It's really tough...

"If the Immortal Binding Cable is here, the caster must be nearby, and it won't be too far away. You can hold it, and I'll go take a look." Su Wangli's voice was very low, and he hugged Jing Jing calmly and reluctantly. The hand on Zhan's waist was taken down, and his eyes were fixed on the twining fairy rope that was shining with silver light in the air and was ready to go.

"Okay." Jing Zhan was inconvenient to say more, and he clenched Nianjun in his hand with his long fingers.

Before Su Wangli left, he finally couldn't help but whisper something in Jing Zhan's ear, then got up and flew out, disappearing into the depths of the night.

——"Be careful in everything and wait for me to come back."

Su Wangli's exhortation still echoed in Jing Zhan's ears.

Jing Zhan raised his lips, smiled in his deep starry eyes, and said to the place where his master disappeared: "Okay."

So he waved Nianjun, soared up, and rushed straight to the bundle of immortals.

The cool breeze was blowing, it was already a spring in the blue sky, when all things were recovering, but the night wind before dawn was bitingly cold and piercingly cold.Dressed in white clothes, it shuttled in the night wind with a swift speed, piercing the wind, leaving only a fragmented phantom for a moment.

No......

No!

impossible?How can you not feel half a trace of fairy power?

It stands to reason that if you control the fairy rope, there will be a overflow of fairy power. Su Wangli only needs to sense the direction of the overflow of fairy power, and he can follow the vine to find the caster.

However, Su Wangli looked around and found no trace of anyone.

Is it...

not good!

Su Wangli felt uneasy, and immediately turned around and flew up, returning to the direction where Jing Zhan was fighting.

With the strength of Jing Zhan alone, he must not compete with it. If the caster has an enchantment all over his body, but he can control the Xiansuo at will without being noticed, then this person must be near the Xiansuo, and he hastily left like this , has already put Jing Zhan in a disadvantageous position, if the caster launches an attack together with the bundle of immortals, for Jing Zhan, the consequences will be disastrous!

The aloof Immortal Yaohua raised his hand in the gust of wind and gave himself a slap. He struck hard, and when he slapped down, the tender flesh of half of his face immediately turned red with five marks.

How is he so stupid!

Su Wangli scolded himself hundreds of times in his heart, then quickened his pace and rushed over.

The sound of weapons colliding resounded in the air. Seeing that the night was about to dissipate and dawn was approaching, the sky and the sky turned a crab-blue color, like a sprinkling of graceful spring water, spreading slowly and lightly towards the surroundings.

Jing Zhan couldn't hold on anymore, and not long after Su Wangli left, he saw a black shadow flash past.

But the black shadow was extremely fast, and stabbed at Jing Zhan's chest in just a blink of an eye. Before Jing Zhan recovered, he dodged in a hurry and waved Nianjun to resist, but Nianjun was tightly entangled by the fairy rope , couldn't move for a while, Jing Zhan couldn't dodge in time, was stabbed in the chest, and instantly felt weak all over, densely packed like the pain of Gu insects biting spread from the heart and flowed into the blood.

He couldn't react for a while, his whole body froze in place, and the black shadow didn't give him any chance to think and react. He slashed at Jing Zhan's neck, wrist, and ankle with one knife after another. Terrible and treacherous.

The black shadow tried to cut off his meridian, seeing one knife after another, spraying bright red hot blood from Jing Zhan's flesh and blood.

Jing Zhan couldn't exert force on his wrist, so he let go of Nianjun tremblingly. Without the support of Jing Zhan's spiritual infusion, the flower vines turned into blood-red stars, condensed and dissipated in Jing Zhan's palm.

The Xianxiansuo took advantage of the opportunity to wrap around Jing Zhan's bloody scarlet neck.

There was a buzzing sound in Jing Zhan's ears, his mind went blank, and the scene in front of him became more and more blurred, as if there were overlapping shadows.

Consciousness returned to the chaos in an instant, and the blur in front of his eyes suddenly changed into a clear picture.

The phoenix safflower is as bright as fire, the red lotus blooms in the clear pool, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the vegetation is dark green and full of vitality.

And he felt that his body was no longer heavy and tired, so he looked around, he was standing by the Phoenix Pond, in front of him was a figure in white clothes, his long hair was not tied up to his waist, and his blue silk was fluttering in the wind like silk.

He was too familiar with that back figure, no matter how many times he saw it, he would recognize it at a glance.

The figure in white turned around slowly, a pair of fox eyes stared at him with a smile, overflowing with a little love and shyness, clever sword eyebrows, attractive fox eyes, heroic and delicate blending on that fair face, that was Yao Hua Xianjun, his master, the person in his heart, Su Wangli.

"Bai Cang, I have never regretted being with you..." His voice was so gentle and unreal, but it pierced Jing Zhan's chest fiercely like a sharp sword. The pain of biting is even more unbearable.

Bo Cang?

who is it?

who is it!

Why was his master so tender to this Bo Cang, and why would he show such a delicate look in front of this person?

——"Be careful...wait for me to come back..."

Before Su Wangli left, he had told him to be careful...

Su Wangli asked himself to wait for him to come back...

Su Wangli cared about his...

No!

He can't just disappear...Su Wangli hasn't known his intention yet...He hasn't waited for Su Wangli to return...

If he falls down like this, the master will definitely call him weak and laugh at him for being stupid!

Definitely...will definitely feel distressed...

He... doesn't want to make Su Wangli feel sad... doesn't want to see Su Wangli sad...

"what--!"

The heat surged all over his body, forcefully forced the biting Gu worms out of his body, stretched out his hand to call out Nian Jun, split the binding fairy rope that was about to wrap around him, and stood up with all his strength, a pair of blood-red pupils stared closely at his face wearing a mask man of.

The whole body of that person was wrapped tightly in black clothes, a wide black mask completely covered his face, not even half of his eyes were exposed.

But Jing Zhan could clearly perceive the terrified expression on this man's face, and even scrutinized him a little bit, and sneered unconsciously in his hoarse, rough and ethereal voice: "Oh... I really underestimated you. …”

Seeing that the white figure behind him was getting closer and closer, this person didn't like to fight, he just kicked the ground with all his strength and disappeared into the bright sky.

Seeing him disappear, Jing Zhan immediately relaxed his tense heart, his scarlet eyes returned to normal, unable to support his body, he knelt down on one knee.

Unexpectedly, Xianxiansuo didn't disappear with the shadow, but rushed towards his neck without giving up.

"Jing Zhan!"

Su Wangli watched helplessly as the Xianxiansuo rushed towards Jing Zhan inch by inch, his heart was tightened and his breathing was almost stagnant, he rushed forward, and appeared in front of Jing Zhan at the nick of time. Xiansuo attacks.

Without the man's control, the Immortal Binding Cable was not as powerful as before, and Everlasting Hate hadn't been instilled with spiritual power, and still blocked the Immortal Binding Cable.

The fairy rope fell to the ground, like a fish that was on the verge of suffocation being washed ashore, struggled and flopped a few times, and finally languished in the dust and remained motionless.

Su Wangli had no time to take care of it, turned around and squatted down to check the wound on Jing Zhan's body.

I saw that the chest was bleeding continuously, and the dead body of the Gu worm that was separated from the body and had no support was lying in the hole in the chest, half of the body was hanging outside, and the other half was in the bloody flesh, the meridians of the limbs were cut off, The uncoagulated blood kept dripping down from the wound, and the dust around him was full of wriggling Gu worms that he forcefully forced out.

Jing Zhan panted heavily, seeing Su Wangli coming, he smiled at him with a pale face, and said weakly, "Master...I'll wait until you come back..."

"I'm sorry..." Su Wangli's voice trembled, with sourness welling up in his nose.

The arrogant and indifferent Immortal Yaohua, whose eyes were red at this moment, held Jing Zhan into his arms, and repeated "I'm sorry" over and over again.

It seems that only in this way can one wash away the guilt and stupidity of oneself.

"Master... why are you acting like a child... I... I'm fine..." Jing Zhan was trembling all over, but he forced himself to laugh and comforted himself The childish master wanted to raise his hand to pat him on the back, but he couldn't feel his hands, so he had no choice but to give up.

Su Wangli reached out and grabbed Jing Zhan's wrist.

The next moment, Jing Zhan felt a heat flow from his wrist. Looking down, a burst of golden light poured from Su Wangli's palm into Jing Zhan's open wound, just like healed him when they met for the first time. Li Jing instilled his own immortal power into Jing Zhan's wound.

But at that time, after all, it only hurt the flesh, not deep, and now, my meridian has been severed, how can I connect it again?

If it is possible, it will definitely cost Su Wangli a lot of immortal power.

He didn't want to owe Su Wangli anything anymore, he already... can't afford it...

"Master...Master..." Jing Zhan wanted to withdraw his hand.

However, Su Wangli grabbed him with all his might, and didn't allow him to move around. His voice was filled with unbearable fatigue, and he said softly, "Stop talking...sleep for a while...wake up... …everything will be fine......"

Jing Zhan gradually regained consciousness in one hand and could move freely. Then, Su Wangli held his other hand a little helplessly.

"Sleep for a while...I'll call you later..."

Su Wangli's words had never been so gentle, like a bewitching evil charm, which caused Jing Zhan's eyelids to twitch, and he fell asleep in Su Wangli's warm arms after not holding on for long.

The fiery red tomorrow rose from the east, and the golden light of glazed glass fell on the two of them, surrounded by ruins, but the two cuddled tightly together.

Su Wangli lowered his head and carefully kissed Jing Zhan's forehead covered in cold sweat, and hugged the person in his arms even tighter.

Jing Zhan, no matter what, Master will never let you suffer any more...

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Sorry

I have an exam this morning so it's late

Sorry＞People＜