don't pass time

Tang Yiyun looked up at them, and then looked at the sky half covered by the lowered bamboo, with a mocking smile still on Mingyan's face.He Baqiang walked over slowly and pulled out the gun that blocked Tang Yiyun's road just now, and smiled: "The good patriarch's wife insisted on absconding because of inappropriateness, do you think you are stupid?"

Then he stretched out his five fingers and aimed at Tang Yiyun's Tianling Gai.

Yan Lang soon arrived at the Tang Family Valley. He took a look from the outside, and there seemed to be no movement, so he stimulated his spiritual power to feel the place where the spell burned before, but unexpectedly found that the spell still had undispelled spiritual power, and the source was actually Outside the mouth of the valley.

He chased after the spiritual power without any hesitation, and picked up the blue bird transformed by Tang Yixuan in a mountain crevice ten kilometers away.

He untied the spiritual power exerted by Tang Yiyun, and Tang Yixuan looked at him on the ground, his eyes were bloodshot because of his urgency: "Second brother! Sister Yiyun!"

"Speak slowly!" Yan Lang stretched out his hand to caress his back, Tang Yixuan calmed down a bit, grabbed his clothes corners with both hands, tears fell as soon as he opened his mouth.

Tang Yixuan was worried about Tang Yiyun's safety, so he only said that he and Tang Yiyun were hunted down, and Yan Lang knew what it meant when he heard this sentence.

He didn't dare to delay, he quickly supported Tang Yixuan, followed their escape route to the bamboo forest under his guidance, and found bloodstains in the bamboo forest.

Yan Lang had a bad heart, but he was afraid that Tang Yixuan would be worried, so he comforted him: "Don't be afraid, if you want to see people, if you want to see people, if you want to see dead bodies, Tang Yi'an should still have some affection for Yiyun."

Tang Yixuan shook his head, "He even killed his father, so what are you afraid of?"

Although Yan Lang had already guessed it, his heart was still cold. He touched Tang Yixuan's head and added a layer of spiritual power to his body to ensure that his aura was completely covered: "This matter still needs to be discussed in the long run. Find out what's going on in the house."

He summoned a puppet with his mind, and watched the puppet disappear and head towards the Tang family, then turned and left with Tang Yixuan.

Then he heard about the whole process.

It turned out that after Yan Lang left, the Tangjia Valley was indeed much calmer. I don't know how Tang Yi'an and He Baqiang comforted people's hearts. In short, everyone has shown a gesture of unity.

On this day, Tang Yixuan and Tang Yiyun went to patrol around the valley as usual. Tang Yixuan was worried about Tang Qian taking medicine, so he ordered his subordinates to continue to act, and went back to the house first.

He was having fun on the road, thinking about Tang Qian's always depressed appearance these days when he was sick, so he hid his aura and figure, and wanted his father to see his growing cultivation, and he could also pretend to be a The funny face made him happy.

Unexpectedly, when he quietly looked in through the window, he saw not only Tang Gan, but also Tang Yi'an.

Ever since Tang Gan fell ill, Tang Yi'an was tired of running around, and only came to say hello every morning and evening. It was strange to see him at this time, and he didn't go in by accident, hiding under the window.

The two people in the room didn't know what they were arguing about, Tang Yi'an was a little excited, Tang Yixuan heard his father say: "Can't you even wait for these few days?"

After this sentence, Tang Yi'an seemed to be offended. He was so angry that he reached out and pressed his father's cap.

Tang Yixuan screamed in his throat, but his mouth was covered by someone at the very moment. He watched helplessly as his father smiled and did not move. The people behind hurriedly carried him away and ran out of the Tang family's house .

When he came to his senses, he was already galloping along the road with Tang Yiyun.

Then Tang Yiyun probably sensed the approach of the pursuers, and threw him out before the villains caught up.

Tang Yixuan's emotions calmed down by Yan Lang became agitated again because of recalling what happened. He spoke in a confusing way, but Yan Lang still managed to figure out the whole process.

Seeing Tang Yixuan buried his face in his own hands in pain, Yan Lang's heart throbbed, and he stretched out his hand to embrace his half-brother into his arms.

He is usually eloquent in class, but he can't comfort others, so he has to repeat "brother is here" over and over again.

Although Tang Yixuan was young and mature, after all, his age was there. He had been frightened and sad for a long time, and he was able to cry when he saw someone he could rely on. Yan Lang was envious.

When he was tired from crying and gradually fell asleep, Yan Lang let out a long breath, and said to himself silently: "The sky has changed."

At this time, Lu Yuan was standing on the top of Luofeng Mountain, and the Emperor Fengdu who ruled the entire underworld stood behind him.

To Lu Yuan's surprise, Emperor Fengdu was actually a very gentle man, who seemed to be between the youth and middle age of human beings, and his gestures and gestures were calm and bookish.

And indeed, as he expected, Emperor Fengdu had nothing to do with this matter.

It's not that he doesn't have enough magic power, but because he has no support.Emperor Fengdu restrained the entire underworld not only by his own powerful spiritual power like the sea, but also by the evil mirror in the palace of King Qin Guang to distinguish between good and evil.

The destruction of the Nie Jingtai is something that has never happened since Fengdu existed.

Of course he can suppress the rebellion of evil spirits in hell, but as long as there is no evil mirror, it is equivalent to being unable to contain the root of the violence/chaos. Even if he kills all the violent/chaotic demons and evil spirits in hell today, it will be useless, because Hell will never be free for that day.

What is needed now is a person who has the ability to temporarily seal the unknown source. Once the matter on the ground is settled, and then replace the Nie Jingtai with the Demon Slayer Saber of the Secretary of the Mirror, that will be done once and for all.

As for Si Jingshi's knife, if he promised to borrow it, he couldn't go back on his word.

For Lu Zhuoying, no, for Yan Lang, he actually has three choices, one is to borrow a knife to die by himself, the other is to hand over the bones of the demon king to the underworld, and the third is to do nothing and let the world be destroyed, including with the people he loves.

And Emperor Fengdu knew Si Jingshi too well, apart from borrowing a knife, the other two were absolutely impossible.

After Lu Yuan reached an agreement with King Yan Luo, he borrowed the commanding height in the underworld—the top of Luofeng Mountain, which is also the center of the entire underworld.

Next, he will have a clear view of the entire underworld, choose the best point, and then use seven days to draw a huge formation that can cover the entire underworld.

On the other side, in the Tang Family Valley.

Early the next morning, Yan Lang sneaked into the main house.

Yan Lang quietly walked through various buildings, and even sneaked into the private prison that hadn't been used for many years, but he never found Tang Yiyun, and he didn't even feel her breath.

And the whole Tang family's house was unexpectedly quiet, with an indescribably gloomy meaning, not only as if nothing had happened, but more like there was no living person living in the house at all.

He finally stopped in the small courtyard in the center of the yard, wondering if Tang Yi'an had really attacked Tang Yiyun, when he heard a strange muffled sound coming from somewhere under the courtyard, as if he was knocking with something soft. Hit the hard rock wall.

Yan Lang had goose bumps all over his body, and he couldn't help but follow the path Tang Yiyun took him down before to find the entrance of the hiding room.

As soon as I entered the hallway of the storage room, the impact sound could no longer be heard. Presumably the place where the sound came from should be in the underground near the patio, the center of the entire house.He picked an aisle in the same direction and walked forward. After an unknown amount of time, the voice sounded intermittently again.

Following the voice, Yan Lang found an unusual door at the end of the passage.

The voice came from behind the door.

Holding his breath, he opened the door and saw that it was an ordinary bedroom.In the front is a small hall with a few desks, and behind it should be a bed, separated by a screen. The pattern on the screen is a scene of a pair of carps playing with lotuses.

The voice sounded more and more clearly, just behind the screen.

Yan Lang went around and saw Tang Yiyun on the couch. She was lying sideways on the couch, with her back facing Yan Lang, and she was hammering the wall in front of her with her hands, making muffled thumping sounds.

Yan Lang waved his hand to get rid of the secrets on his body, and grabbed her wrist. He didn't know what he did before, but someone wrapped it in white gauze. Shades of mottled red.

Tang Yiyun seemed to be frightened, she struggled desperately without raising her eyes to see who was catching her, Yan Lang growled, "Yiyun!"

She froze for a moment, then looked up at the person in front of her in disbelief.

"It's okay, I'll take you away!"

Tang Yiyun burst into tears when she heard this, and struggled even harder. She shook her head desperately and pushed Yan Lang away, as if telling him to leave quickly.

Yan Lang stared at her blankly, and asked softly, "Yiyun? What's wrong with you? It's me!"

Tang Yiyun opened her mouth wide when she heard the words, and let the tears flow down her face like a collapse. She looked like a dying fish, and she didn't make a sound.

"Please speak!"

She shook her head, pointed to her throat with her injured finger, and tried to push Yanlang again, but nothing could be shaken by that desperate effort.

Yan Lang gritted his teeth and grabbed her arm: "Let's go!"

Tang Yiyun was still struggling, Yan Lang couldn't help but lift her up effortlessly.As soon as she left the bed, Tang Yiyun knelt down on the ground with a plop.

Yan Lang looked at her in surprise, knelt down and reached out to grab her ankle, Tang Yiyun dodged again but did not dodge.He saw two fresh cuts on the back of her ankle, which looked like they had been healed with good medicine.

That bastard not only dumbed her down, but also broke her hamstring.

Yan Lang turned his head away and couldn't bear to look at her anymore, he just picked her up and put her on the bed, then turned to carry her on his back.On the way out, he clearly felt warm water dripping continuously on his neck, and when it flowed into the neckline, it became cold in an instant.

Not long after, the two of them had arrived at the exit of the small courtyard. As soon as he went out, Yan Lang was startled. He took half a step back, feeling the psionic energy everywhere in the courtyard. .

He stood still at the entrance, Tang Yi'an's figure appeared under the Zhennan tree not far away, he leaned lazily on the tree and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

This is because the terrain below is unfavorable and I'm afraid I won't be able to catch a turtle in the urn, so I lured him out to throw himself into the trap.

Before Yan Lang could speak, Tang Yi'an said coldly: "Yiyun, I love you so much, but you have betrayed me again and again, are you going to leave with him now?"

"Don't insult the word love." Yan Lang sneered, "Your so-called love is turning her into an object at your disposal? If this is love, then I am really eye-opening."

The person on the back couldn't make a sound, and He Baqiang's voice came from afar: "A woman, it's just good-looking. It doesn't matter if you can talk and walk or not?"

Yan Lang tightly held Tang Yiyun's hand at the crook of her leg: "Tang Yi'an, you don't want to hurt her, do you? Let me put her down first, and we will settle the rest slowly."

"Just to my liking."

Yan Lang smiled, walked under the tree at the farthest corner, and put Tang Yiyun down to lean against the wall.The moment he put it down, he turned his back to Tang Yi'an and He Baqiang, and said something silently, Tang Yiyun's eyes lit up.

He turned around and revealed the Demon Slaying Saber, and the formations around him began to take effect. He jumped to the center of the field twice, and then looked up at the sky, where the faint barrier was looming.He chuckled lightly: "It seems that there is really a net in the sky, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out without bleeding."

He Baqiang said with a smile: "Leave the battlefield to you young people, and I will not get involved with old bones."

"If my guess is correct, all the power in the current Tang family has been gathered outside the formation, right?"

"Smart, as expected of Master Si Jingshi." Tang Yi'an smiled.

Yan Lang always felt that there was an indescribable evil in him, but he couldn't see anything, so he took the time to ask, "Can you tell me how you did it?"

"It's simple, just let them not think and just obey orders." Before the words finished, Tang Yi'an had already attacked.

Yan Lang was secretly startled after receiving the move, and suddenly became vigilant. Tang Yi'an's spiritual power had increased by more than ten times than before.

He raised the demon-slaying knife wide open and closed, and used his last fatal move to slay monsters. Tang Yi'an parried with the long knife, but was inevitably swept away.

Yan Lang frowned, watching him take this move in disbelief.Tang Yi'an saw that he was afraid that he was no match for him, and he didn't care what kind of gentleman he was, so he waved his hands as orders, and the psykers who temporarily lived in the Tang family rushed forward and surrounded Yan Lang.

They all played desperately, but Yan Lang was restricted by the formation, and there was no way to retreat.

He gradually couldn't hold back, Tang Yi'an watched from the sidelines for a while and then rushed forward, driving Yan Lang to the corner immediately, He Baqiang, who had been watching coldly by the side, threw his pistol at this critical moment.

Yan Lang had no way to hide, and he was already powerless to fight back. The spear brushed against the blade of the Demon Slayer and sank into his chest, and the blood on his chest soon soaked his clothes.He spat out a mouthful of blood in disbelief, and knelt down with a plop.