I, Long Jun, am not short!

Chu Xian was very relieved, feeling that he was taller than himself, raised his hand to stroke his hair, and asked, "Did you practice today?"

Yan Cijing shook his head: "Not yet."

"Let's go together then."

Chu Xian's martial strength can be guaranteed. Changfeng's swordsmanship is extremely fast, elegant and dexterous, and it is simply a sight to dance with the sword.

Yan Cijing has been studying for several years, but he still hasn't got rid of the bad habit of needing someone to accompany him to practice. It seems that without Chu Xian, he can't do anything.

Fortunately, Chu Xian also doted on him, always accompanied him, and at least sat aside and watched if he was not practicing with him.

When Chu Xian danced his sword, he was very beautiful. While dancing, he swung his sword at Yan Cijing, and Yan Cijing raised his sword to block it.

The two matched up a few moves indiscriminately, Yan Cijing naturally couldn't beat Chu Xian, and the Yanling Saber in his hand was picked up by Changfeng's sword tip within a few strokes.

Yan Cijing went to pick up the knife, Chu Xian stood on the spot and flexed his wrist, teasingly said: "Cijing has made good progress, at your speed, it may not take too long to ascend, wait until then..."

Chu Xian stopped talking suddenly in the middle of speaking, he seemed to find something wrong, and looked up at the sky.

Yan Cijing didn't understand, so he asked, "What's wrong with Xianxian?"

At some point in the sky, a group of black clouds gathered fiercely, Chu Xian frowned, and had some bad guesses in his heart.

Sure enough, the next moment, a profound thunder struck down with the momentum of thunder, implying an irresistible force.

Chu Xian groaned inwardly, waved his sleeve and a thunderbolt hit him, and took Yan Cijing back a few steps with the other hand, halfway back, he remembered that something was wrong, his side was too dangerous, so he pushed Yan Cijing out with his backhand , and waved a barrier around his body with another wave of his hand.

I'm going to die, why is the catastrophe coming at this time? !

Isn't it another year? !

How could he even calculate the robbery period wrong? !

To Chu Xian, going through the tribulation alone is no different from seeking death. He himself has suffered a lot, so he naturally knows how powerful it is.

But there was nothing he could do. Chu Xian pushed Yan Cijing out with one hand, and raised a barrier with the other to ensure that the thunder would only hit him inside the barrier without hurting him. Go to the Yan Ci mirror outside.

After finishing all this, he just freed his hand to send a message to Jiuling, when he encountered a mysterious thunder again, so he had to continue carrying it.

Chu Xian is also used to lightning strikes, but the mysterious thunder that crosses the robbery is completely different from his usual Li Lei, one is Longwei, and the other is the way of heaven.

Although it may not be as powerful as his own thunder in comparison, no one will strike himself with lightning!

Chu Xian knew that the big thing was not good, and thought to himself that this time, he was afraid that something would happen.

Yan Cijing didn't know what happened, so he rushed to the edge of the barrier and clapped hard. Chu Xian couldn't hear what he was saying, but could tell from the shape of his mouth that he was calling Xianxian.

He formed a magic seal with both hands, and tried to wrap himself in the mana circle as much as possible, but Tianlei Jie was too strong, and he would be injured when Jiuling helped him in the past, let alone when Jiuling was not around.

While Chu Xian was dodging the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, he also had to dodge Yan Cijing, for fear of hurting him.

But at this time, he has not been able to transform into a dragon shape. The bigger the body and the higher the cultivation level, the more powerful the thunder calamity will be attracted, and the more geographical areas will be affected. It's enough for him to suffer, if the body is a little bigger...

Chu Xian felt that he might not be able to keep his handsome face.

Unknowingly, he hid far away. He didn't care about where this place is. Anyway, no one is good. He only saw Yan Cijing following him every step of the way. It looked like he was about to cry. Chu Xian could do it. All he had to do was try not to look too miserable, so that he wouldn't really cry.

Although the child had never cried, it would be difficult to coax him if he did.

It was simple to say, but not easy to do. He wished he could lie down and treat himself as a dead dragon. He couldn't die anyway, but he was afraid that Yan Cijing would be really frightened, so he had to grit his teeth and hold on.

At this time, the dragon began to complain secretly again why Jiuling didn't feel that Tianjie was wrong and came to help him, and it was fortunate that he was still thinking about finding other people's unhappiness at this time.

This catastrophe passed extremely slowly. It was the same three days and three nights, but Chu Xian felt that it had been 30 years. It was embarrassing for Yan Cijing to be with him all the time. Every time he looked at it, he felt like he could cry in the next second. Seemingly coming out, Chu Xian felt distressed.

It can be said that His Royal Highness Long Jun, who has passed the tribulation, wanted to die. If he failed to cross the tribulation, his skill was greatly reduced, and he lost all strength.

Chu Xian fell to the ground weakly, his face was extremely pale, the dry and cold sweat on the forehead was not wiped off in time, and he didn't even want to move his fingers.

Fortunately, Yan Cijing rushed over and picked him up carefully, and called him softly: "Xianxian? How are you, Xianxian?"

Chu Xian didn't want to talk or move, so he let him keep barking, thinking about whether he should notify that unreliable guy Jiuling at this time. Get up and beat him down and let me know.

Unexpectedly, Yan Cijing hadn't walked a few steps with him in his arms when he was suddenly blocked by a group of people.

Panting for breath, Chu Xian forced his eyes to look up. It was a group of demons, not many in number, but none of them were easy to deal with. At least Yan Cijing couldn't handle it. If Chu Xian was intact, it would be nothing. But for him who failed to cross the tribulation, it was enough to kill him.

If you want to die, you have to die, Chu Xian gritted his teeth, he has offended too many enemies in the world in this life, the one who wanted his life was never a hundred or eighty people, he himself didn't care, but he was afraid that Yan Cijing would be hurt, I'm so sorry for the kid.

He reluctantly said in a low voice: "Let me go, you can find a way to leave quickly."

Yan Cijing hugged him even tighter, his bones ached, and he also whispered: "Impossible."

The two of them were biting their ears here, but the leader of the Demon Race raised his chin meaningfully at Yan Cijing and said: "Your Excellency is right, following this kid will surely catch Dragon Lord."

Someone behind laughed and said, "Isn't His Royal Highness Dragon very majestic? Why can I just lie in someone else's arms and linger?"

Chu Xian didn't understand whether the "boy" they were talking about was Yan Cijing. He didn't want to pay attention to them, and he didn't have the energy to pay attention to them.

Then he heard Yan Cijing above his head say coldly: "Get out of the way."

The leader of the demon clan laughed and said, "Why, why don't you come and stand with us?"

Chu Xian exhausted his strength and looked up, but only saw Xia Han with beautiful lines, Yan Cijing said: "Fantasy."

"How could there be this kind of demon race, standing on the opposite side of the same kind? Young master, why is this necessary? It's not your credit that we were able to find His Royal Highness Dragon Lord?"

Yan Cijing frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Chu Xian looked up at him, demons?Credit?Wouldn't it really make Si Yuan's crow's mouth right?

But before Chu Xian figured out what was going on, Yan Cijing held him with one hand and started fighting with those demons.

Chu Xian had no choice but to hug his neck to prevent himself from falling, and reluctantly opened his eyes and sighed, Yan Cijing was still too far behind, and was still too small.

He instructed Yan Cijing in a low voice: "Get down, there is someone in the ridge, leave me alone!"

Yan Cijing ignored him: "It's impossible!"

Of course he couldn't beat those demons, he was restrained within a few strokes, and Chu Xian in his arms was thrown to the ground indifferently.

His Royal Highness Long Jun has never been treated like this in his life, but he thought that he might not be able to hold on any longer, so he didn't care about these details. He secretly gathered strength in his hands, as long as he could recover a little mana, it would be fine.

Chu Xian saw that the leader of the demon clan stepped forward and patted Yan Cijing's face, and then said: "...Little master...be obedient..." He couldn't hear clearly, let alone have the strength After a moment of breath, Yan Cijing could only see that he remained motionless after hearing this.

Yan Cijing never thought that he might be a demon, especially after he knew that Chu Xian was a god, his whole mind was to become a god, so he was too far away from Chu Xian, even the demon just said that he was a demon He also only regarded it as sowing discord. If he was really a demon, how could a Dragon Lord not be able to find out, and how could he tolerate him for so long?

Impossible, a liar who sows discord!

But he himself was suppressed, unable to move or speak, looked at the demon with a cold expression, and turned to look at Chu Xian who was lying on the ground.

The demon followed his gaze and sneered, "You still have time to worry about him? Your lord has told you that you must die!"

Yan Cijing ignored him, but suddenly thought of the four words of living together and dying together. It would be great if this could be done.

As soon as he thought of this, he slapped himself in the heart, what are you thinking, your life is cheap, and the life of Xianxian is much more precious, he can't have an accident, no matter what, he can't have an accident.

But now he can't do anything, the demon laughed a few times, and suddenly stretched out his hand into a claw and grabbed the top of his head, thinking that he was really going to kill him to silence him.

Yan Cijing took a deep look at Chu Xian, suddenly he was not afraid, he probably felt that he had made money for a few years, and it didn't matter whether he died or not.

Before the demon could do anything, a burst of powerful spiritual power burst out from Yan Cijing's body, which directly shook the demon's hand away. Yan Cijing himself was startled, and Chu Xian on the other side fiercely He closed his eyes and his face became even uglier.

"Mr. Long is really good to you. I don't know how it feels to be betrayed by others. Do you know, young master? You wear Miss Yang's bracelet on your body, and you will never escape our palms. Mr. Long was betrayed by us." I owe it to you to catch such an embarrassing situation."

Bracelet……

Yan Cijing bit his lower lip, that's right, he did always wear his mother's bracelet in his sleeve, and his mother's name was also true, with the word "Yang"...

So, he actually killed Xianxian?

The demon continued to proudly say: "We have been chasing Lord Long for so long, but we have not found a way to take him down. It is really thanks to you, otherwise we would not know even if Lord Long crossed the catastrophe. His Royal Highness It's really a brave man with a high degree of art, he dares to survive the catastrophe in the world with so many people who hate him in the sky and on the earth, he really will lose his life..."

After that, Yan Cijing didn't hear a word of what he said. He only had one thought in his head, and he was all to blame. He was the one who caused Xianxian, but what was that light just now? Body?

Chu Xian couldn't move his body either, but just because he didn't move didn't mean that no one would move him. After the leader of the demons finished talking with Yan Cijing, Yan Cijing was left in a daze and walked towards him. Come on, bend down and say to him: "His Royal Highness, you have offended so many people on weekdays, have you never thought about what to do if you fall into their hands one day?"

Of course, he never thought about who Chu Xian was. He always thought that it was impossible for him to fall into the hands of the enemy.

So when this kind of thing really happened, Chu Xian had nothing to do.

The leader of the demon clan kicked him upside down, Chu Xian snorted softly, and thought to himself, how dare you kick His Highness, you better hope that His Highness can never stand up again, otherwise you will definitely be let down. Die badly!But I'm afraid I can't escape today, that's all, let's hurry up, you guys!

Some people always have new ways to torture people. The demon stepped on Chu Xian's chest and stepped on it hard. Chu Xian felt as if he heard the sound of "click, click, click", and his heart hurt so hard that he couldn't breathe.

It was his broken ribs, three.

Chu Xian couldn't help but a few traces of blood spilled from the corner of his lips, but insisted on not saying a word, the leading demon said: "Does it hurt? It hurts, it's right."

What happened next, Chu Xian didn't want to recall it again in his life, it was simply the shame and nightmare of his life.

That demon clan, no, it was that group of demon clan, just like that, bit by bit, crushed all the bones in his body.

From fingertips to back, from arms to calves.Ribs, spine, neck bones, finger bones, leg bones, toe bones, none of them were spared, they were all broken, not a single one was spared.

It hurts, it hurts so much that Chu Xian wished he could die on the spot, wishing that he would kill himself.It was the first time that Chu Xian hated the tenacious vitality of the Dragon Clan so much. If others were treated like this, they would have died long ago, right?

At the beginning, he tried his best not to say a word, cold sweat broke out from his temples and forehead, and he could scream a few times when he couldn't help it, but it had no meaning except to make the people who stepped on his bones laugh more wantonly.

Afterwards he couldn't scream anymore, firstly because his voice was hoarse, and secondly because he had no strength, the pain was so painful that he didn't even have the strength to scream, besides, he had his pride, the keel could be broken, but the pride could not be broken.

Chu Xian's eyes were filled with tears, but he clenched his teeth and insisted that not a single drop flowed down.

His Royal Highness Long Jun, he is very concerned about face.

Yan Cijing just looked at his viscera, which hurt so much, as if someone had pinched him fiercely, but couldn't speak, and couldn't help but burst into tears for Chu Xian.

Just stepping on the group of demons was not enough. Finally, one of the demons drew his sword and stabbed Chu Xian in the abdomen. The next bloodstain.

Chu Xian let out two choked sobs, closed his eyes, and thought in a daze, the eighteen levels of hell in the underworld are nothing more than this, and he has suffered such a thing before he died, and he has paid off the sins he has done before. It's just that the gods don't have the chance to reincarnate, otherwise Mu Yin can arrange a good family for them.

Someone pinched his chin and laughed loudly: "Mr. Long's face is really pretty. Tell me, will it look good if you scratch it with a knife?"

He didn't just talk, he wanted to do something when he was talking, and gestured at Chu Xian's face with a small dagger.

Chu Xian likes beautiful things, and of course he treasures his own face the most, after all, this face is really beautiful.

But will it still look good if it is scratched?The answer is definitely not.

His Royal Highness Long Jun had been accumulating energy for a long time just now, and at this moment he finally couldn't bear it any longer. He barely controlled his body with broken bones and no strength to support him. The demons were caught off guard.

Of course this is not enough, Chu Xian lay on the ground, drew a spell on the ground with his index finger that was slowly dripping blood, and said softly: "The wind is coming."

A gust of wind turned into a sharp blade, piercing the heart and lungs of the group of demons, only letting Yan Cijing go.

Chu Xian finally heaved a sigh of relief, raised his hand and sent out a piece of talisman, looking for someone to collect the body.

After sending the letter, Chu Xian couldn't take it any longer, and closed his eyes slightly.

Yan Cijing, who finally broke free from the suppression, rushed over, but he didn't dare to touch Chu Xian, who was covered in blood, and his white clothes had turned into blood. He tightly covered his mouth, and he didn't even dare to cry to Chu Xian. hear.

But now Chu Xian didn't care whether Yan Cijing was crying or not, he curled himself up into a ball, tightly closed his eyes and pursed his bloodless lips, as if this would reduce the pain a little.

Yan Cijing knelt beside him, not daring to touch him, and tremblingly murmured: "I'm sorry, Xianxian is sorry, I'm sorry..."

Chu Xian said with difficulty: "Shut up, get out."

He doesn't want to hear anyone's voice except Jiuling now, why hasn't that unreliable trash of Jiuling come yet?

The author has something to say: (small theater)

Yan Cijing: Raising a knife to his mother

Chu Xian: She is the stepmother

Ranran: I am my own mother.real

Chu Xian: Why don't you abuse me?

Ranran: Immediately, immediately

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First things first, the bottom line of this chapter is not to hit the author (tighten the bulletproof vest)

Memories still have the last gesture, no more abuse, really no more abuse, let me go for the sake of my length