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Yan Yijue laughed lowly, looking at Mu Weifeng with affectionate and greedy eyes, he took a step forward slowly, and after taking one step, Yu Chen pulled Mu Weifeng behind him, his cold eyes stopped his steps.

"I just want to catch up with you, why should Yu Chen be so nervous?" Yan Yijue just raised his eyebrows, didn't move any more, just fiddled with the jade flute in his hand and said.

Mu Weifeng patted Yu Chen's back lightly, and whispered to him: "I'll do it."

Yu Chen turned his head to look at him for a while, and then turned sideways, just holding the sword in his hand tightly, carefully looking at Yan Yijue from the corner of his eyes, in case he was not good for Mu Weifeng.

"Xiao Yan, what did you promise me?" Mu Weifeng took a step forward and stood in front of Yu Chen, his eyes fixed on Yan Yijue calmly.

"Of course I remember, I remember everything related to you." Yan Yijue smiled.

"Then what do you mean by practicing demon corpses and summoning all kinds of ghosts and ghosts?"

Hearing this, Yan Yijue's eyes gradually became darker, and he said: "I just wanted to find you back, I regretted letting you die at the beginning, and then I felt... just finding you back is not enough, because they will still kill you , that’s why I want to clear up any crisis for you.”

Mu Weifeng looked at him for a long time, then with disappointment in his eyes, he sighed: "For so long, you have never changed. In the name of love, you said it was for me, but in fact you don't understand at all."

Yan Yijue shrank his pupils, then pursed his lips, and said, "At least I am much braver than Yu Chen, who killed you with his own hands back then."

Mu Weifeng felt that Yu Chen's aura on his side dropped a lot, he knew very well that it was Yu Chen's pain, otherwise there would be no demons in his heart, he just stretched out his hand, squeezed the other's hand, and comforted him .

Yu Chen also held back his hand vigorously, still trembling slightly, so Mu Weifeng let the other party hold it like this.

"Xiao Yan, I died voluntarily back then." Mu Weifeng smiled, as if talking about the weather with ease: "I thought you would wake up, but it doesn't look like."

"Mu Lin! I..." Yan Yijue wanted to say something more, but Mu Weifeng said first: "From the moment I suffered for you, the relationship between me and you has long been broken, but here I still I want to advise you for the last time, turn back."

Yan Yijue was silent for a while, but his eyes were full of dark clouds, and finally he slowly picked up the jade flute in his hand, and put it to his lips: "Since your lord has broken up with me, I don't have any scruples now. After you die again, I will call you back again, but this time... I will not let you think of the things you are worried about."

Hearing this, Mu Weifeng also took out the xun. He knew Yan Yijue's ability very well. He himself was a wood controler, but Yan Yijue was a ghost controler.

He glanced at Yu Chen beside him, and mouthed to him: "Let me do it."

There was some hesitation in Yu Chen's eyes, but seeing that Mu Weifeng was so determined, he had no choice but to back away a few steps, but the hand holding the sword still refused to relax. Once Mu Weifeng was in any danger, he might rush forward without hesitation. come over.

"My lord, don't be too reluctant." Yan Yijue watched the interaction between them, the dark clouds in his eyes deepened, but he still said softly to Mu Weifeng.

Mu Weifeng ignored him, put the xun to his lips, took a deep breath and began to blow, Yan Yijue just showed a helpless smile, and then blew the jade flute in his hand.

The wind suddenly blew violently, and the woods were also blown upside down, as if it was the eve of an imminent tornado.

The sound of Xun and Xiao still pierces through the mixed sound of wind, the sound of Xun is deep but ethereal, smoothing the hearts of all things, and the sound of Xiao is filled with killing intent, like waves advancing layer by layer, constantly exerting pressure on the sound of Xun.

There was a sound like howling ghosts and wolves in the distance. Under the screams of ghosts, the sky seemed to be pierced by lightning, and countless black smoke came from the gap towards where they were. With a roar, the ground shook immediately, and countless green plants rushed like green snakes.

——Oh my god, I watched the scene as soon as I came up, and thought I went to the wrong live broadcast room.

——Such a handsome anchor I contracted!

——It's a pity that the anchor is not a blowjob (sorry face)

——So serious moments, can we be serious? (serious face)

——Oh, I've always been serious. It's good to play the flute. You can see that the villain on the other side can play the flute very well.

——Looking at the barrage, can you still face the person who blows the flute?

——I have always faced 23333 very well

Mu Weifeng: "..." Don't make him laugh, okay?

Mu Weifeng suddenly felt a tingling pain in his chest, and the sweet feeling rushed up his throat, and he almost couldn't breathe, he quickly gritted his teeth and swallowed the fishy sweetness behind him, and continued to blow.

Gan Yan raised her eyebrows and said, "Did I hear it wrong? I always felt that the sound of the xun slowed down for a moment just now."

"Maybe it's too loud?" Rong Shao dragged Wu Yao over and guessed after hearing Gan Yan's words.

Yu Chen listened to the conversation of the people behind him, and looked at Mu Weifeng with some worry in his eyes.

All kinds of plants merged together and turned into a green dragon rushing up, entangled with the black smoke, and looked like a black and green tornado from a distance.

Mu Weifeng began to feel the lack of oxygen, and the stabbing pain in his chest gradually turned into a severe one. At the beginning, he could suppress the discomfort, but now his consciousness has weakened because he couldn't breathe.

Yan Yijue naturally saw that Mu Weifeng couldn't hold on anymore, squinted his eyes, and played the flute more vigorously and fiercely, with blazing madness in his eyes, and split a burst of black smoke towards Mu Weifeng.

Because of the severe pain, Mu Weifeng's senses slowed down, and when he realized Yan Yijue's intentions, he was blown away.

"Xiaomu!"

Yu Chen's rare anxious voice came from his ear, he just wanted to say it's okay, but because he forcibly escaped from the tightness of blowing, his senses were completely covered by severe pain, his whole body fell to the ground, his bones seemed to be As if shattered, he gasped and coughed.

As soon as the sound of the xun stopped, the green dragon-like plants immediately scattered and fell to the ground, without the vitality they had just now.

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——Anchor, anchor, are you okay!

— Nima's!Yan Yijue is too insidious!

——Even if he is not insidious, I don't think the anchor can last long.

——I was surprised to find a think tank, but why?

——The anchor does not have aura, which means that the anchor is using his life to deal with Yan Yijue, but Yan Yijue is different. He is a monk and uses his own spiritual power. Compared with the weak anchor, he is naturally superior.

Mu Weifeng: "...you are so powerful, I didn't know that Lord Fuchen thought you were the future descendant of the Immortal Sect."

——Anchor, you are joking, but you are right, Fu Chen is indeed a descendant of the Immortal sect, but in this era, there is no spiritual energy, and there is no way to cultivate, and only knowledge is preserved.

Mu Weifeng: "You are really good."

As soon as Yu Chen saw Mu Weifeng being knocked into the air, he wanted to rush over, but was stopped by Tang Yifeng. Tang Yifeng just broke free from the confinement of the green silk, and saw this scene as soon as he came out. After thinking about it, he went up and stopped him. Yu Chen.

When Gan Yan and the others saw this, they wanted to step forward to help, but they were entangled by the man in purple again, so they could only look at them anxiously.

"Go away." Yu Chen said coldly to Tang Yifeng.

Holding the rapier in his hand, Tang Yifeng said, "I'm sorry."

Yan Yijue didn't know when he stopped the sound of the flute, and walked slowly towards Mu Weifeng's direction, a sword flew straight to the ground in front of him.

"You are not allowed to touch him." Yu Chen's eyes were full of coldness and anger.

"Kill him." Yan Yijue ignored him, and simply ordered Tang Yifeng.

Tang Yifeng was taken aback for a moment, but soon came back to his senses, and after saying yes, he swung his thin sword and stabbed Yu Chen, without the slightest hesitation in his eyes.

Mu Weifeng heard their conversation, gritted his teeth hard, sat up from the ground, looked at Yan Yijue standing in front of him, and said, "I don't allow you to hurt him." Some kind of firmness.

"My lord is really hurtful." Yan Yijue bent down and looked at the pale Mu Weifeng, his eyes were filled with love and compassion: "As long as you go with me, how about I let him go?"

Mu Weifeng sneered: "No, I believe he's not that weak."

As if in response to what he said, Tang Yifeng was sent flying by Yu Chen, and hit the stone statue outside Rong's house heavily, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Yan Yijue didn't even look at Tang Yifeng, didn't even show any concern, Mu Weifeng couldn't help but feel sad for Tang Yifeng for a second, so many good men don't like it, but he just likes a pervert.

Yan Yijue glanced at Yu Chen, then slowly picked up Mu Weifeng's collar, lifted him from the ground, and put his other hand on Mu Weifeng's chest, Yu Chen stopped immediately when he saw this The footsteps, but the eyes are full of anger.

Mu Weifeng really wants to resist, but now his whole body is in pain and cold, not to mention resisting, he can't even move a finger, so he can only be lifted up, it seems that Xiaoyan is planning to give him a direct piercing through the heart .

Well, this is really going to kill people... no, dead ghosts are right.

"Let him go." Yu Chen's icy voice sounded again, and he clenched his hands vigorously, as if he was enduring something.

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