The cute sword breaks the sky!

The delicacies of the past are now like rubbish in Honglian's eyes.

He feels so bad!

He wants swords!

He would rather not eat delicious food every day, no, not even rice, he can do it!

As long as Jianjian is always by his side!As long as Jianjian doesn't leave him!I don't know when, he can't do without Jianjian!He wants a sword!He doesn't want anything else!Even if there are a dozen others, he doesn't want them!

However, Honglian also knew that Jianjian would not back down.

He didn't know why Jian Jian was so persistent on the battlefield.

He may know why, but he doesn't want to hear it, he would rather not know anything.

He just wants to see Jianjian, he doesn't want anyone else.

He just wants a sword!

However, the reality is always cruel.

Therefore, when Jianjian gently took him into his arms, the most beautiful midsummer in this life seemed to be waving to Honglian, and a soft and affectionate deep magnetic voice sounded in his ears, "Honglian, I will protect you , never let the storm hurt you."

Guren slowly closed her eyes.

Before he knew it, he smelled the fragrance of red lotus on the sword, and felt dizzy.

Afterwards, when Jian saw that Honglian was drowsy, he fed the pill into Honglian's mouth.

When Honglian was fed the pill by the sword, she became even more groggy.

After a long while, the effect of the medicine was activated, and Hong Lian fell asleep completely in a drowsy state.

As long as it doesn't take too long, Honglian's illness will be cured.

This is really great.

Jian raised his head slightly, he hugged the soft red lotus, and put him gently on the jade bed.

This jade bed has healing effects.

Honglian bit him so many times just now, his teeth must have been hurt.

As long as she sleeps on it, Guren will be fine.

Thinking of this, Jian sat beside Honglian, looking at Honglian bewilderedly.His eyes are full of obsession and infatuation. He is next to Honglian, holding her small paws. He can feel the soft touch of Honglian. He looks at the small mouth of Honglian. grow up.

However, not long after, when black smoke rose from the other side, the sword swept coldly behind him from the corner of his eye, and his eyes were instantly filled with coldness.

He can't let the demons win the world and the world of cultivating immortals, otherwise, Honglian will be injured.

He would never allow anything that could harm Guren to exist.

Therefore, when Jian rushed to the battlefield, he saw that the immortal cultivators on the battlefield were all dead.

But Xuan Lu's face was cold when he saw the sword,

"Why did you come?"

"It's late. What's the current situation on the battlefield?"

Master Xuan Lu didn't scold Jian too much, and he could figure out what was going on.

"Nowadays, the battlefield is changing rapidly, and the demon king is haunted and haunted.

Sometimes he leaves the battlefield inexplicably, obviously this is a time that is beneficial to him.

But he left his demon clan behind and hid himself.

After a while, the demon clan was about to lose, but the demon king came out again and defeated the immortal cultivators with one blow.

And he seems to have a hiding place, but we are all immortals, we can't mix into the demons at all, and we have no way of knowing where his hiding place is.

If the Demon Lord has a weakness, I'm afraid we can kill him with one blow. "

"I understand. Master, what should I do now?"