white clothes

Shen Zong almost suspected that his hearing was wrong. He looked at Xie Chenyuan, and found that his long eyelashes were drooping, covering the gray mist, and his black hair fell on the side of his pale face, looking reserved and cold.

Shen Zong didn't understand what happened: "...how could it not be worth it..."

Xie Chenyuan took out the listening fan from his sleeve, stroked the peony pattern on the fan with his fingertips, and said in Shen Zong's direction: "It's getting late, A Zong."

It was the first time for Shen Zong to see such a clumsy change of subject. He stood up and knew that Xie Chenyuan meant to let him go to the City Lord's Mansion as soon as possible.

"Well, then I'm leaving."

Shen Zong stood on the spot.

Xie Chenyuan nodded calmly: "I'll wait for you to come back."

Shen Zong walked out a few steps, but at the last second when he stepped out the door, he still couldn't explain what Xie Chen Yuan said.

He thought for a while, then quickly turned around and ran in front of Xie Chenyuan, his face flushed unconsciously: "Anyway, I came to this world for you, why it's not worth it, it's worth it."

After finishing speaking, he didn't dare to look at Xie Chenyuan's expression, and left quickly like a thief, with blood surging all the way, feeling like a young boy, extremely impulsive.

Xie Chenyuan was sitting in the inner room, the wind blew across his cheeks, bringing the temperature of the sun, but it was not as warm as the man's hasty voice sprayed in his ears just now, like fire, the young man's embarrassing and enthusiastic words seemed to still echo in the room.

For a long time.

Xie Chenyuan covered his sharp and stinging heart, the halo in front of his eyes became more and more blurred, and he would completely lose his light in a few days, so he re-tied the black ribbon that blindfolded him.

Time passed little by little.

Just when Xie Chenyuan was about to go out to find Shen Zong, the door was opened.

"Senior brother?" Wen Han looked at the blindfolded senior in surprise, walked quickly to his side, and asked worriedly, "What happened to your eyes?"

"I fought against the demon king Xuan Buluo again last night, and accidentally injured my eye." Xie Chenyuan had already prepared his speech, and he didn't intend to tell anyone the truth about his eye injury.

Wen Han heard this, and frowned subconsciously: "Did Xuan Buluo go and come back and hurt senior brother? I knew that the Yaozu had no good intentions. Early this morning, Xuan Buluo defeated Venerable Shanren and sent him to hell. Caught him, locked him in his law, and probably is being forced to confess."

"Last night, I saw that the Demon King didn't care much about his fellow clansmen. It really is an illusion."

Xie Chenyuan was slightly surprised that Xuan Buluo was still in Lingchuan City.

Then his lie seems to be exposed at any time.

"The Qinglian Sect is quite far from Lingchuan City, and it is difficult to put out fires near the water. I am afraid that it will be difficult for the virtuous person to be kind, and maybe his life will not be saved."

"I will write a letter to inform the master and the head of this matter. Recently, the monster clan has frequently changed, and I am afraid that there will be a catastrophe."

"The city lord has summoned people to find countermeasures."

"Brother, we..."

"Shen Yuan has poor eyesight, so I won't get involved in this matter for the time being. I've already told the city lord and the others, and I'll leave later." Shen Zong pushed open the door, walked to Xie Chenyuan's side and grabbed his arm .

"Shen Yuan and I are planning to live outside, and Brother Wen lives in the City Lord's Mansion, so we can communicate with each other. What does Brother Wen think?"

Wen Han glanced at his senior brother, saw nothing unusual, and said, "That's okay."

"We're staying at the Lucky Inn, Brother Wen can come to us if you need anything." Shen Zong continued.

Wen Han: "Brother's eye is injured, please trouble Mr. Shen."

Shen Zong touched his nose unaccustomed, it was rare for Wen Han to speak to him in a better tone, and he was still a little unaccustomed to hearing it.

"This is Bi Ling Pill, brother can take it, one at a time, once a day."

Xie Chenyuan only felt that a kit was stuffed in his hand, and then Wen Han's aura disappeared.

He put away the elixir, and felt his hand was tightly held just after walking a few steps.

"Go through the gate?"

Shen Zong tried his best to ignore his beating heart.

Xie Chenyuan thought for a while and said, "The wall is better."

Shen Zong understood.

He took Xie Chenyuan back to the bottom of the wall again: "The wall is in front."

Xie Chenyuan identified the location of the voice, recalled Shen Zong's height, reached out to wrap his arms around his waist, and jumped into the air with a touch of his toes.

Suddenly a little fire hit.

Xie Chenyuan tilted his head, blocked it with his sword, and took a few steps back.

Shen Zong couldn't help becoming nervous, and looked at the middle-aged man in the red robe opposite him.

"Why did Xie Xiaoyou leave?"

The demon king Xuanbu stood with his hands behind his back, followed by Dan, Wushi and other demons.

As soon as these words came out, the monsters present all showed surprise.

The demon king Xuan Buluo has always been withdrawn by nature, he never thought that one day he would become a human friend.

Xie Chenyuan sighed inwardly.

This demon king is really evil and unknown.

Before Wen Han could go far, he stood next to his senior brother with a stinky face: "Senior brother is unwell, and there are too many miscellaneous things in the city lord's mansion, so it is not suitable to clean up."

"Yes, yes." Xu Bucai wiped the sweat from his brow, feeling very anxious in his heart. His younger brother had just been defeated by the demon king and was captured alive. It is very strange to have eye disease, but in order not to cause trouble, he still said: "Xie Jianjun is not in good health, he should go to a quiet place to recuperate."

The corners of Xuan Buluo's lips moved, but there was no smile: "My underground palace is a place of tranquility, why don't you go with me, little friend Xie."

"Humans and monsters are different, and people who have different ways don't conspire with each other." Wen Leng rebuffed this malicious demon king forcefully.

Xuan Buluo snorted coldly, looking at Xie Chenyuan and him... the Shangxie sword with red eyes.

"Don't talk too much, you must know that people can also fall into demons. Why do you have to distinguish so clearly about the demon family."

"Nonsense!" Wen Leng yelled, and Ling Xiaojian unsheathed brazenly, even if he was defeated, he frowned coldly: "I respect you as the demon king, but it doesn't mean you can wantonly slander our elder brother of Daomen."

Xuan Buluo glanced at this sword cultivator, the demonic fire surged in the palm of his hand, and the red lotus in the air was like the wind into the mountains, rolling and rushing towards Wenhan.

Wen Han clenched his teeth, and his aura twirled wildly, almost creating a protective shield for himself. When the ice-blue envelope met the burning fire, it immediately made crackling sounds.

With a flick of Xuan Buluo's magic robe, the attack of the natal demon fire became stronger.

Wen Han breathed heavily, only felt that the surrounding temperature might as well be more than that of the fierce prison, drips of sweat dripped down his forehead, and suddenly felt his surroundings cleared up.

Like a cold pool in summer.

"Brother..." Wen Han looked at Xie Chenyuan beside him, feeling a little frustrated in his heart.

Xie Chenyuan waved his fingertips, and the majestic pure spiritual energy overflowed from the sealed spiritual aperture.

With a sweep of Shangxie's horizontal sword, the flames in one area were cleared away.

If you have more than enough, come slowly.

Xuan Buluo looked at this scene thoughtfully, looking from Xie Chenyuan's sword to Xie Chenyuan's eyes covered with ribbons.

Xie Shenyuan raised his sword, and his voice was clear: "The Taoist spirit, if I call you, forgive me."

"Lingfa, success."

A ray of sky light, a mighty cyan spiritual energy billowed from the sky, which was comparable to the demon fire, protecting everyone present.

The monks of Qinglian Sect stared at this scene with wide eyes.

Xuan Buluo restrained his expression slightly, and looked at the Venerable Good Man who was bound by the demon.

The Venerable Good Man had a malicious stuffed cloth in Wushi's mouth, and he also looked shocked.

"Xie Xiaoyou, why are you so angry, you don't want to live in my underground palace, how can I force you to do it?" Xuan Buluo withdrew his natal demon fire, and in terms of force, he is naturally above Xie Chenyuan.

However, there is no need to make it so ugly.

He, but got a big secret, this secret is much more important than the pearl spirit bird of the juniors...

Xuan Buluo glanced at Venerable Shanren again, knocked him out with the wind of his palm, and a group of monsters faded away like a tide.

Quiet and eerie.

"Thank you, brother, for your help." Wen Han said seriously, "You don't have to take what the demon king said, brother."

Xie Chenyuan withdrew the Shangxie sword, and after a few seconds, he responded in a low voice: "En."

After finishing speaking, he hugged Shen Zong for a few breaths and disappeared.

"Oh, why did Xie Jianjun walk so fast, I haven't had time to thank him." Xu Bucai was heartbroken.

"Your Excellency, the City Lord should immediately ask the monks of the Qinglian Sect to write a letter to inform the Qinglian Sect." Wen Han said.

"Write it right away, write it right away." Xu Bucai greeted the leaderless Qinglian sect members.

.........

Shen Zong only felt that his eyes were dazzled, and his figure drifted quickly. At first, it was regular, but then it was completely out of control. The wind was blowing, and the whole person was staggered by Xie Chenyuan's hand, as if he had completely lost his destination. ,the most important is……

He felt that Xie Chenyuan's strength was slowly draining.

Like in blind exile...

"Thank you Shen Yuan."

Shen Zong's heart skipped a beat, and when his body settled down, he felt a weight on his shoulders. As soon as he uttered a sound, a piece of warm sticky wetness soaked his shoulders, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Shen Zong was in a daze.

He turned his head, only to see the black hair covering the pale face

On the side of his face, even though the two were so close, he couldn't feel Xie Chenyuan's breathing.

"Xie Chenyuan, what's wrong with you?" Shen Zong's voice was trembling.

Like a signal, the smell of blood in the air suddenly became stronger.

Warm fresh blood overflowed from the corners of his lips continuously, his throat was sweet to bitter, his spirit orifice was almost dry and broken, his soul was in agony, in the darkness, there seemed to be blood, and a thick fog of blood that could not be seen filled the air, covering the all.

Shen Zong supported Xie Chenyuan's body, and when he looked up, he saw the pale and transparent Xie Chenyuan, the blood on the corners of his lips became redder and glaring, noble and strange.

The king is like the bright moon, once stained with dust.

Xie Chenyuan was short of breath, and felt his eyes hurting sharply. He couldn't help but slowly touched the hands of the people around him, gently, without force, more like comfort, all he needed was someone by his side at the moment.

Shen Zong's eyes turned red, the tip of his nose became sour, and he blinked the mist in his eyes in embarrassment. He remembered the tip bag Wen Han gave him just now, and as soon as he moved his hand, he felt another weight on his shoulder.