Said Lingji

Everything was silent, but he could obviously feel the danger approaching. Yan Peng got up from the edge of the bed, found the small table according to his memory, and paused there, was it left or right?

Yan Peng remembered that Yang Zhi had said before that every room here would have a sword in it, Yan Peng felt the handle of the drawer by feeling, reached out and groped inside, but there was none.That is the right side. When he opened the drawer and took out the sword, Yan Peng felt for the first time that these eyes and ears were so useful. Now he can't see anything, he can't hear anything, but he always feels that someone is there. looking at him...

Suddenly feeling a surge of air, Yan Peng pulled out his sword and pointed it at the front of the house. The next moment, his sword was thrown out, and someone grabbed his shoulder: "Who?"

The Western Demon King finally came in and caught the spirit, but he was still blind: "It's a pity that this face is gone."

But so what, as long as he was alive.

Pulling him out, he saw a woman standing in front of the house, seeing her clothes stained with blood, ignoring the anger on her face, and said with a smile: "These are the blood of your fellow disciples."

Xu Sheng stared angrily at the black clothes, and asserted that Gu Hong, the scar stretched from the right eye to the left, looked like a devil crawling out of the dead, and made people shudder. Xu Sheng stabilized his heart and saw He grabbed Yan Peng, remembered what happened in Changzhen before, and pointed his sword at him: "If you want to take him away, pass me first." The magic sword can no longer be taken back, and Yan Peng can no longer be captured by them.

"Haha, you little brat." The Western Demon King smiled and said, "You haven't understood yet, I will destroy this Qingtian Temple today."

"I won't let you succeed." Xu Sheng said every word, but their screams kept echoing in his ears, and his eyes were hurt by that man's smile, never will.

Yan Peng was anxious all the time, the hand on the shoulder was holding him, and he didn't move after a few steps, maybe someone came, and then the hand on the shoulder was suddenly loosened, and he felt a wave of air flow, and he was anxiously wanting to hear Clear the voice, see the scene, who is helping him, Xu Sheng? If someone wants to arrest him now, then something has happened to the Qingtian Palace, but the screams, shouts, ridicules, and fighting around him are all over him. Everything is gone in here, so, what is going on now...

Nanhuai, where is...

"Yan Peng, go!" Xu Sheng took the attack of the Western Demon King with difficulty, and shouted to Yan Peng who was beside him, but it was a pity that he couldn't reach his ears.

The Western Demon King looked at Yan Peng who was dazed, and saw that he didn't move, thought of something and suddenly smiled, the scar on his face wriggled: "Not only is he blind but also deaf, such a pretty face really can't be too perfect."

Xu Sheng was taken aback when he heard his words, looked at Yan Peng who was confused, gritted his teeth, and pulled Yan Peng over, but heard him say: "Is it Xu Sheng? You don't care about me, bring me into trouble .”

Xu Sheng pulled his arm, and when he heard his words, his eyes suddenly felt hot, and the next second, someone slapped his back hard, unable to bear it, Yan Peng only felt a sudden slap in the arm that grabbed him. Song: "Xu Sheng! How are you doing?"

"It's okay, you... hurry up..." Xu Sheng coughed up blood, looked at the anxious Yan Peng, and remembered that he couldn't hear her.

"I originally wanted to save your life, but if you want to take him away, then your life cannot be saved." The Western Demon King looked around and saw that the power of the Demon Realm was getting stronger and stronger, and the elder of the Qingtian Temple was already around Regardless, heh, thousands of years ago, that person sealed off the Demon Realm, so I hope you will like this meeting ceremony.

Stepping forward to pick up Yan Peng, Xu Sheng grabbed Yan Peng with the last bit of willpower: "I said, you can't take him away."

The West Demon King looked at Yan Peng who was lowering his head and preparing to talk to him, and Xu Sheng who was on the ground who was dying but never let go, and asked suspiciously, "Are you all like this?"

So stupid, each other doesn't want to hurt each other, it doesn't matter if you get hurt, so stupid.

The West Demon King originally only attacked Shancheng this time, but who would have thought that the little boy from the north would follow him, and when he was thinking about finding another place, he was told that there was a good thing in the Qingtian Temple, and it was just Wanting to attack directly, the man made a good suggestion, and he appeared with one move.

Now that the magic sword is obtained, this spirit called Yan Peng, he must not fail.Greed, he never considered it a shortcoming.

He raised his palm, and slapped Xu Sheng hard on the ground who was still holding on to Yan Peng. The change happened at that moment. The person next to him was extremely sensitive to everything around him due to the loss of vision and hearing. He guessed his movements and unexpectedly He opened his hand and abruptly blocked the man's palm.

"Hmm—" Yan Peng didn't expect that his pain would be magnified. That palm really wanted to pass out, but Nan Huai hadn't come back yet, and he hadn't spoken to him yet...

"Yan Peng!"

Xu Sheng didn't expect Yan Peng to block himself in this situation. Seeing Yan Peng collapsed like that, lying on the ground without a sound, holding back the pain, he hurried forward and looked at Yan Peng's face, which was already pale Wow, he who was originally skinny now made her feel that the next second he was going to...

Brother Nan, he came back and saw this...

"It's really restless!" Seeing the spirit blocking the slap that wanted to kill her, the Western Demon King remembered the man's explanation, and pulled up the unconscious Yan Peng. He didn't care about his injuries at all. Tone, then see things will be successful.Now just take the spirit back with you.

"Put, put, him."

Nan Huai came back in a hurry and saw that his formation was broken, and Yan Peng was already unconscious hanging on the man's body, thinking of Yan Peng's situation before leaving today, how he spent this period of time, Now that Xu Sheng is unconscious and dying, could Yan Peng be the same...

Thinking of this, Nanhuai's killing intent is even deeper...

Seeing that it was Nan Huai, the Western Demon King cursed in his heart that it would be troublesome to catch a spirit, and he had to deal with another one, and he would not feel that way in the next second...

Anyone who has experienced that melee will only remember that war that had no chance of winning. When that person came, he first kicked the arrogant demon king out of the fairy palace, and those little demons were still gnashing their teeth a second ago. Luan Wu, disappeared in front of their eyes in the next second, without a trace.

"I will, and I will make you pay the price." Nan Huai looked down at the embarrassing Western Demon King on the ground. Ordinary swords can't be resisted by themselves...

That person didn't mention this person. The Western Demon King took a deep look at Nanhuai, and immediately disappeared from people's eyes with a wave of his palm.

"Yan Peng..." Nan Huai returned to the front of the house, picked up Yan Peng who had tightly closed his eyes, and shouted softly.

"I am back……"

"Wake up..."

"Brother Nan, I'm sorry, I couldn't..." Xu Sheng said sadly while crawling on the ground.

"It's okay, you go to heal your injuries first, I'll just wait for him to wake up." Nan Huai picked up the person in his arms and walked into the house.

It's not that Xu Sheng didn't see his already red eyes, or didn't feel his depressed mood, but he just watched him gently hug him, like treating a treasure...

Wiping off some dust on his face, gently squeezed his hand, and found that he was choked up when he opened his voice: "I'm sorry, I should be the one who really said sorry, I shouldn't go to Shancheng, I shouldn't leave your , Yan Peng, I'm sorry..."

You just wake up and just look at me.

We still have to find a place to live.

I haven't cured you yet.

……

During this battle, Gu Xing realized that his preparations were completely vulnerable to those demonic ways. Looking at the disciples who stayed in the Immortal Palace, Gu Xing's old eyes were all over the place, and the sword in his hand had already been left on the ground by him. Disciple, Gu Xing swore at that moment that he would never let the West Demon King go.

When Gu Shuo came back, he saw the miserable state of the Immortal Palace, he slammed his feet, and kept looking for the figure of that person in the crowd.

"Brother Gu, are you looking for Senior Sister Xu..."

"What about Su Ruan?"

"She was carried away by senior brother just now, she..." Gu Shuo had already left.

On the second day, the Qingtian Temple, which had just experienced the attack of the demon world, was always filled with a heavy atmosphere.Gu Xing looked at Nan Huai holding the unconscious Yan Peng, and sighed: "I can't keep you anymore..."

Nan Huai didn't say any more, picked up Yan Peng, turned and left.

"Father, Nanhuai..." Gu Shuo managed to rush over, but only saw the back of Nanhuai leaving.

Gu Xing looked at his haggard son who hadn't slept all night: "How about the disciples below?"

"It's all okay, father, you should take a rest." Gu Shuo said worriedly when he saw Gu Xing, who was instantly aged.

Gu Xing waved his hand and sighed: "This is just the beginning, that's all."

Looking at the back of Nan Huai who just left, recalling what the younger sister had been talking about on the bed just now, she asked, "Where is Nan Huai taking Yan Peng?"

"I don't know, maybe find a place where Yan Peng can wake up."

This time, the three major fairy palaces were attacked by the demon world respectively, and the Qingyun palace with the magic sword and spirit was the worst.

In the Demon Realm, the Western Demon King knelt on the ground and looked at the people above, and said in a slightly dissatisfied tone: "How did I know there would be such a powerful person?"

"Strong?" The person above said, the voice echoed in the open space, as if coming from a distant place, very unreal: "It's just a fox fairy, can't you be a demon king?"

The Western Demon King was very dissatisfied when he heard such words: "Now you are attacking the Immortal Palace with great fanfare, and the people in the Immortal World will follow us."

"Now I'm dissatisfied, just catch a deaf and blind spirit, you can't do it."

"It's good to pay attention, I'm afraid they still don't care."

"Now is our time." The high-ranking person laughed loudly, what kind of fairy palace, what kind of fairy world, he will take them all.