Holding the sword and holding the sister away

In the dark room, there was silence.

Yuan Jian on the ground has never made a sound since he appeared on the ground. He just quietly looked at Fu Yan in front of him through his long and thin hair.

Seems to be waiting for a trial.

"Knock knock!"

At the same time, there was another knock on the door, but Fu Yan on the bed still didn't make any movement, just glanced at the figure outside the door, and said annoyedly in his voice, "What's the matter?"

Finally got an answer, and the shopkeeper outside the door quickly explained apologetically: "I'm really sorry, I came to disturb Xianyou in the middle of the night, that's how it is, a slave from the shepherd's family ran out in the Colosseum, so tonight I'm going outside It might be a little noisy, so please bear with me, Friends of the Immortals."

"Noisy." Fu Yan said angrily.

The shopkeeper outside was in a cold sweat for a while, and the people who could live on the third floor of their place in the past were generally not ordinary people.

Just to find a slave, the shepherds didn't want to offend everyone, so they asked them to ask one by one. There was no way, the shopkeeper, who didn't want to offend both sides, had to come up in person.

"Then don't disturb the rest of the immortal friend. If the guest officer encounters that slave, please notify us as soon as possible. The Mu family will definitely give the immortal friend a satisfactory reward." Knowing that Fu Yan was already a little impatient , the shopkeeper also hastily said the prepared words.

Of course, there was no answer from inside the room.

The shopkeeper didn't think too much, after all, it's good that he brought the words, and he just secretly checked the hidden formation in the room, and there was no sign of outsiders breaking in.

In fact, the shopkeeper didn't think that the slave would escape to their restaurant. How could there be too many people here? More than half of the immortal cultivators came back from the Colosseum. A slave is not worthy of being sheltered at all.

Thinking of this, the shopkeeper had no choice but to shake his head helplessly, and finally ran to the door of the next room in a hurry, raised his hand and knocked twice.

Soon, the room became quiet again.

Fu Yan withdrew her gaze lightly, and then set her gaze on the floor again. Yuan Jian didn't know what price he had suffered, and at this moment, he really only had one breath left.

Blood was still dripping quietly on the floor.

Fu Yan smiled involuntarily, but did not say anything, but closed his eyes again, and continued to practice, letting Yuan Jian lie on the floor, neither intending to save him nor throwing him away. means to go out.

As far as the current situation is concerned, it seems that it is not that simple for Yuan Jian to escape from the Colosseum.

His identity is nothing more than a slave of the Mu family. Although his escape has damaged the Mu family's face, the Mu family seems to care too much.

In the middle of the night, for an unworthy slave shepherd to mobilize so many people, this is not telling everyone that their shepherd is not well supervised and capable.

Generally speaking, when encountering such a thing, these aristocratic families would deal with it secretly in order not to lose face.

Fu Yan thinks that there are two possibilities, one is that Yuan Jian knows some secrets of the Mu family that cannot be made public, and the other is that he took away the treasures of the Mu family when he ran away.

Only in this way, the whole shepherd family will be so mobilizing.

In fact, Fu Yan didn't intend to intervene in these matters, but since the other party sent him a disciple under his eyelids, he wouldn't turn a blind eye.

After all, a desperado like Yuan Jian is still very useful to her. Her power is too weak, and she needs to develop slowly in order to re-create Shuanghua Palace.

However, Fu Yan also understands that it is not so easy to subdue this kind of person, so she is not in a hurry to do anything.

The sound of ping-pong outside continued for the whole night, until the sky in the distance turned pale, and finally there was a brief silence, and Fu Yan in the room opened his eyes again.

Because of the hidden formation in the private room, the bloody smell in the air could not dissipate for a long time, Fu Yan frowned unconsciously, then raised his hand, the bloody smell finally disappeared.

Slowly getting down from the bed, Fu Yan was not in a hurry to look at Yuan Jian on the ground, but walked to the table on her own, then poured herself a cup of tea, and took a calm sip to moisten her throat.

After changing the clothes casually, Fu Yan casually sat on the stool beside her, looking down at the figure on the ground.

The blood on the ground had already dried up, and an iron nail rolled down to the side. Fu Yan knew that the iron nail was something to seal Yuan Jian's spiritual power, but he forced it out at this moment.

Fu Yan quietly put down the teacup in her hand, since it was dawn, she did not plan to delay in Xuehai City any longer, so she looked directly at Yuan Jian's eyes, and finally opened her mouth: "To die or to live?"

Her words can be said to be very straightforward, Fu Yan believes that the other party is a smart person, and she didn't throw him out last night, the meaning is actually very obvious.

So, she gave him a night to think about it.

The other party seemed to be very difficult to speak out because of the serious injuries all over his body, but he just stared closely at Fu Yan in front of him, and something was flowing in his eyes.

Seeing this, Fu Yan didn't say anything else, but she understood his meaning, and after a long while, she just said calmly: "If you resist, you may lose your mind and soul."

After saying that, Fu Yan beside the table directly released his fourth-level mental power, and broke into Yuan Jian's sea of ​​consciousness very forcefully and domineeringly. The opponent's body froze obviously, but he did not resist.

After all, spiritual consciousness is the most vulnerable part of a cultivator. Once he gets a little bit of damage, he will become a fool at least, or at worst, as Fu Yan said just now, his soul will be wiped out.

Fu Yan remembered that Lu Xiaowen never killed people, but he liked to use his mental power to attack his consciousness, turning the opponent into an unconscious and stupid person.

Before signing the master-servant contract with Shui Liuqing, it was because Fu Yan hadn't cultivated spiritual power at that time. Now that Xiang Xiang wants to control a person, it doesn't have to be so troublesome, and he directly leaves his own mark on the other party's spiritual consciousness.

If the other party has the intention of betrayal, Fu Yan still only needs to move his mind to kill him.

Xu Shi understood the dominance of spiritual power, and Yuan Jian's spiritual consciousness did not dare to act rashly from the beginning to the end, so Fu Yan also very smoothly left his own brand on his spiritual consciousness.

At this moment, there is no worries at all.

"Don't move, I just want to know your origin. After all, I don't want to save a person whose origin is unknown." As he said that, Fu Yan's mental power directly penetrated into Yuan Jian's consciousness in the next moment, and began to search for him. memory.

In response to this, Yuan Jian on the ground couldn't help but widen his eyes, and there was a trace of pain on his resolute face. He still didn't dare to move. After all, searching for knowledge is very dangerous, and a little carelessness will directly affect his mood. knowledge.

After simply looking at Yuan Jian's half-life memory, Fu Yan understood everything.

Yuan Jian is indeed a demon clan, he himself is a special roc garuda, and he has a younger brother, both of them have been practicing in the deep mountains and old forests before they took shape.

However, an accident happened soon. His younger brother was hunted down by the immortal cultivator of the Mu family. In the end, the first thing he did when he transformed into a form was to seek revenge from the Mu family. How could it be an opponent of a family.

Almost without any suspense, Yuan Jian was captured by the Mu family. The Mu family wanted to subdue him for their own use, but failed, so he was brought to the Colosseum as a way to please the family. Children's playthings.

This man is indeed a bloodthirsty ruthless man, he has won eight games in a row, and during this period, he has been in the iron fence, using his demon blood to draw a taboo-like blood formation.

So there was this scene last night.

The price of the blood formation was indeed very high, almost costing his life, but fortunately he still had his last breath.

Half of Yuan Jian's life was so simple, it's okay to say it was tragic, after all, in the entire world of cultivating immortals, there were many more tragic than him.

The reason why Fu Yan searched his memory was firstly to know what kind of person he was, and secondly to make sure that he didn't fall into this state because he was like that cunning corpse and did something that both people and gods outraged.

If it was the latter, she might have to reconsider his life and death.

As for why the Mu family mobilized so many people to look for him last night, Fu Yan's guess was really good. In Yuan Jian's memory, there is indeed a secret about the Mu family.

Fu Yan was a little interested in this secret.

It seems that after reuniting with Bai Yueli, she needs to find a chance to visit this shepherd's house.

Soon, Fu Yan in the room finally completely withdrew her mental power.Yuan Jian's face on the ground looked better now.

There was more than one iron nail locked in Yuan Jian's body, and the remaining few nails were easily forced out by Fu Yan's raised hand.

For an immortal cultivator, physical injuries are not worth talking about. Damaged tendons can also be repaired, but perhaps because of the long-term blockade of the sea of ​​​​qi, his sea of ​​​​qi has been somewhat damaged.

As for whether it can be repaired, it is hard to say.

At this time, it was already bright outside.

Fu Yan simply gave Yuan Jian a little spiritual power, and threw him a few pills and spirit stones, and then stood up from the stool again.

She didn't have anything, so she didn't need to tidy up. She quickly opened the door and walked out.

The room was as quiet as before, and there was no trace of blood on the clean floor.

After successfully checking out of the room, Fu Yan walked out of the huge restaurant alone. While letting go of her mental strength, she clearly felt that many eyes fell on herself in the dark.

Come to think of it, the Mujia people haven't given up on looking for Yuanjian.

Fu Yan smiled slightly, turned around but continued to walk towards the exit of Xuehai City as if nothing had happened, as if she didn't care about the sight in the dark.

They didn't notice anything, and they naturally didn't follow.

As the sun was rising high, Fu Yan's figure had already walked out of Xuehai City smoothly. Her line of business was considered very low-key, and she did not attract much attention.

Without thinking about the things in the Colosseum, Fu Yan knew that the Demon Realm might be unsealed soon, she had no time to delay, and soon rode her spirit boat straight through the clouds.

As for Yuan Jian's injury, within a few months, he basically didn't have to think about walking around, so he has been recovering on the spirit boat.

Half a year later, they finally came to the edge of the Demon Realm.