Sorry, your sword spirit was attacked by me

Yuniang suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, "Stop him!"

Three demon cultivators and a puppet rushed forward, but they could no longer get close to Yi Xiao ten centimeters away.

The blue pupils shone strangely. Even at such a critical juncture, Yi Xiao still had a trace of consciousness to confirm that there were no other creatures in the entire park except for the few people present, and lifted the fragmentary barriers. The largest barrier covering the zoo has thickened.

Withdrawing his mind, Yi Xiao turned his sword into a human being, and the sword was majestic, instantly flattening the entire park.

All the buildings collapsed, the lake water gushed out and turned into raindrops pouring down, and the once lush green vegetation and the debris that fell together with the water droplets collapsed and buried them.

People outside the barrier only saw that the faintly glowing barrier was suddenly filled with smoke and dust, as if it had become a smoke ball. They didn't even hear the slightest sound about what happened inside.

Yu Ziyang stood up abruptly, and was about to rush in, but at some point, even ordinary monks were not allowed to pass through the barrier.

Something must have happened to Yi Xiao inside!

Yu Ziyang poured spiritual power into his palms, and slapped the barrier frantically: "Yi Xiao! Yi Xiao!!"

The smoke and dust in the sky gradually settled, and the scenery in the enchantment gradually became clear. The zoo, which had been destroyed by animals for the most part, has now become a complete ruin, with broken walls and ruins, and there is no trace of the past paradise. The traces of it formed a tragic contrast with the complete high-rise buildings outside the barrier.

Inside the barrier, Yi Xiao floated in mid-air, with long silver-white hair and blue eyes, like a god descending.

Under the smoke and rubble, the bodies of the two male demon cultivators and the puppet had been shattered into slag like other objects in the barrier.

But Moxiu's life-saving methods are much more than ordinary monks. Yi Xiao pulled out the remnant souls of the two people from their bodies, pinched his fingers lightly, and the remnant souls disappeared from the world like a bubble burst. , there is no possibility of recovery.

A dirty and slender jade hand stretched out from the ruins, pawing at the rocks, and the disheveled Yuniang crawled out bit by bit, all the life-saving magic weapons on him were turned into powder at that moment, the original charming Her beautiful face was already tainted with dirty blood, so she couldn't see her features clearly. She spat out a mouthful of blood and glared at Yi Xiao.

"What a fate." Yi Xiao looked at her with a sneer.

"Bah, what are you?" Yu Niang's pretense of cuteness and cuteness was all broken, and she cursed like a shrew, "You think you are a human after you have cultivated a human body? No matter how human you look, you are just a human being." Objects! Playing with different people and ghosts..."

With a "pop", Yuniang's face suddenly turned to one side, her eyes widened in disbelief, and a red handprint gradually appeared on her face.

A thick male voice came from nowhere: "Who are you allowed to scold him?"

Yu Niang's body trembled, and she knelt on the ground and began to kowtow: "Master! Master save me! I just want to help you catch this sword spirit! Master, save me!"

The magnetic male voice descended from the sky again: "Trash. If you weren't kept for usefulness, do you think you can live till now?"

This voice gave Yi Xiao a sense of familiarity, but soon, he was attracted by Yuniang whose body was gradually becoming transparent.

Yuniang cried and laughed: "Thank you master for saving me! Thank you master for saving me! Yuniang will definitely repay you..."

Disappearing with Yuniang, there is also the enchantment that Yi Xiao strengthened.

The enchantment disappeared, and the noise from the outside world poured in. Yi Xiao stood there blankly, unable to believe that someone on the earth could easily save a mortal demon cultivator under his nose. His own enchantment was also broken without a trace.

Yu Ziyang rushed in immediately.Seeing the silver-haired and blue-eyed Yi Xiao, he was stunned unconsciously. This kind of Yi Xiao was filled with a sense of alienation that strangers should not enter.

But this idea only appeared in Yu Ziyang's mind for a second, and the next second he held Yi Xiao's shoulder: "Yi Xiao, are you okay?"

Yi Xiao's face was still covered with wounds from the machete, the moment he saw Yu Ziyang, all the blue in his eyes faded away, and his silver hair returned to its original black color.

He shook his head and said calmly: "It's okay. Go to Shi Ranran first."

Shi Ranran and Zhang Qingshuang were waiting outside, and they breathed a sigh of relief when they saw them come out side by side.

Shi Ranran is a member of the Cultivation Alliance, and the Cultivation Alliance is the largest organization of cultivation on Earth. It not only manages monks, but also protects mortals. It is necessary to let the Cultivation Alliance know about this.

"A magic cultivator has come to Earth."

Hearing Yi Xiao's words, several people were all taken aback.

"This incident was not accidental. It was the magic cultivator who induced the animals in the garden to turn into demons and hurt people. They took the opportunity to absorb human souls on a large scale to strengthen their own cultivation. I saw four demon cultivators, killed two and ran away, and returned I only heard a voice, and it is likely to be an existence that is many times stronger than me. It is not ruled out that there are other magic cultivators." Yi Xiao finished speaking in one breath, and looked at Shi Ranran.

Shi Ranran frowned tightly, and said after a while: "I see, I will ask the alliance for instructions, and try to send a monk to each city to sit in the town, and notify the alliance immediately if a magician appears."

"Well, this is the best." Yi Xiao nodded, "Then Zi Yang and I will leave first, we won't be needed here anymore."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, I will report to the above to give you some rewards."

"No, keep it for yourself. I don't like your things either." Yi Xiao smiled playfully, tugged at Yu Ziyang's sleeve, and Yu Ziyang stood up from the sword, pulling him onto the sword. Take the two of them up higher and higher.

Yi Xiao stood in front of Yu Ziyang, and as soon as he left the sight of the people below, his legs immediately softened. Fortunately, the man behind him had quick eyesight and quick hands, and grabbed him into his arms and hugged him firmly: "You are so brave! Well?"

"I don't want Ranran to worry."

"When did you guys get so good?" Why aren't you afraid of me worrying?

Relying on the fact that Yi Xiao couldn't see his own expression, Yu Ziyang curled his lips quietly, which was somewhat similar to Yu Zi'an.

Yi Xiao felt an unprecedented sense of peace of mind, and let herself collapse into his arms, "Ah~ comfortable!"

Yu Ziyang really wanted to show respect with a little hardening, but the scene was not suitable, "How is the injury?"

"Skin trauma, but the use of spiritual power is a bit too much, and it needs to recover for a while." Yi Xiao murmured with his eyes closed.

"That's good. The battle is so big, I thought you were going to die together."

Yi Xiao snorted, still closed his eyes and fell asleep, but touched Yu Ziyang's face with one hand, and pressed his mouth: "Your mouth is really bad." Xu felt that the hand felt good, and Yi Xiao kneaded it again. pinch.

Yu Ziyang's mouth was suppressed, unable to speak, he lowered his head and stared at him, but his eyes were still closed.

Having nothing to do, he simply tightened his arms to stabilize the person in his arms, ignoring the burning feeling on his face, and concentrated on controlling the sword.

Yu Ziyang put Yi Xiao back into his room, and went to the Cultivation Alliance to pick up Yu Zi'an.

Although Yu Zian failed to go to Haicheng, he was always worried: "Where is Brother Yixiao?"

"He used too much spiritual energy and went to rest. Isn't Tang Yi with you?"

"Not long after he arrived in the league, he said that he had left beforehand. I have no reason to take care of him for such a big man."

"Ah."

"Brother Yi Xiao is really alright?" Zian's face was wrinkled, and his tone was completely worried about Yi Xiao.

Yu Ziyang tugged at her ponytail and flicked it: "It's all right—" His tail sound was extremely long: "So I like to worry and I'm not afraid of getting old early."

"Hey, hey! Even if I get old, I will always be 6 years younger than you!"

As long as the two brothers and sisters get together, there will be no quiet time. When they return to the small villa at home in the noisy room, Yu Ziyang has a high level of cultivation, and he can hear a moan of pain and suffering with a special color.

"You go back to your room first. I'll go and see your brother Yixiao." Yu Ziyang immediately straightened his back and drove her back to his room.

Yu Zian desperately lay on the crack of the door: "I'll go and have a look too."

He pressed her head and stuffed her back, "What are you going to do, don't make any trouble."

"Oh~ you just say it~" Zi'an smiled ambiguously, and raised his eyebrows at his brother: "Come on, little brother~ Fight for..."

With a "bang", Yu Ziyang closed her door expressionlessly.

Yi Xiao has lived for hundreds of years without ever having a dream.

But now, he clearly knew that he was in a dream.

In the dream, he suddenly opened the perspective of God, standing on the carpet in Yu Ziyang's bedroom, watching another "Yi Xiao" leaning down to kiss his lips.

This is the scene where after Yu Ziyang fought with Li Zifeng, he sent him back to the room.

After kissing Yu Ziyang, "Yi Xiao" babbled, muttered something, and prepared to leave with regret.

So far, everything has been the same as it was then.But then came a change.

Yu Ziyang on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, with a smile on his lips, he grabbed "Yi Xiao"'s wrist, with a little force, his upper body bumped into Yu Ziyang's embrace.

Yu Ziyang kissed his forehead, turned over and pressed him under him, and pressed his mouth together.

Yi Xiao wanted to pull them away as soon as he was in a hurry, but the moment he met Yu Ziyang, Yi Xiao, who originally had the perspective of God, suddenly merged with "Yi Xiao" on the bed, and he clearly felt that his lips and teeth were being squeezed. The other person invaded, soft and cold lips, intertwined fiery breath, Yu Ziyang held his chin, and forced him straight in.

The aura belonging to Yu Ziyang invaded him from all directions in the west, eroding his brain, entangled his limbs, and danced with the tip of his tongue, making Yi Xiao sink into it unconsciously.

Yi Xiao is a sword, and the blue spar he calls Xiaoyun is his core.

It usually floats quietly in the hollow of the sword body and rotates, but at this time it is slightly shivered by Yu Ziyang's scorching breath, and it jumps up and down unconsciously. He held it down and touched it soothingly, in exchange for Xiaoyun's more intense resistance.

Xiaoyun is an excellent material that is rarely seen in the entire cultivation world, and the riot is almost uncontrollable.Yi Xiao's brain was in chaos, and he felt that the core material belonging to Yu Ziyang was gradually showing a sense of existence.

No matter what Yu Ziyang said, he could be regarded as one of the most gifted comprehension geniuses on the earth. Yi Xiao guessed that his core material should be a piece of red spar, exuding a scalding temperature, which just matched him.

No matter how rare and powerful a stone is, it must be picked up and rolled by someone. Two equally rare and hard crystal stones collided with each other, and when Yu Ziyang picked up and rolled them with one hand, they hit each other, but the heart of the owner of the stone was pulled out. Seeing a deeper longing, the corners of his eyes were flushed, with a drop of tear dripping on them, Yu Ziyang gently kissed him away.The two stones had a head-to-head contest, and neither of them would admit defeat. Water droplets condensed from the tip of the diamond-shaped spar, and the enemy's attack quickly rubbed them all over the crystal.

Heavy breathing intertwined, the stones are about to decide the winner.

[The author has something to say]: Don't over-interpret it, it's just a stone.