Brother is also a high-risk occupation

The first punch hurt the formation, but it didn't damage the formation at all. The formation made small ripples, and calm was restored in a blink of an eye.

Xie Changqing spent a lot of thought in order to let him and Xie Shutong escape to the back mountain. The whole courtyard was covered by his formation. Zhou Yan just wanted to bypass the secret door and break through from other places. If you go out, you will also be suppressed by the formation.

He gritted his teeth, forced back the tears in his eyes, looked carefully at the eyes of the formation, and punched them with punches.

If one punch doesn't work, it's a hundred punches or a thousand punches. This is not an offensive formation, and it can always be broken.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a violent fluctuation of spiritual power in the silent and deserted hall, and then a clenched hand stretched out from the ground under the table.

It was a bloody hand, the unstoppable blood flowed from the joints, and then flowed down the wrist to the porcelain white forearm, the slender fingertips were trembling slightly.

Zhou Yan lowered his eyes, propped himself up on the ground with bloody palms and jumped from the secret passage onto the ground, leaving a sticky and bright red handprint on the ground immediately.

But he didn't even frown, his left hand already had a bony wound, but his right hand was still intact, so he held the Scorching Sun Sword and rushed out of the room as fast as he could.

Yun Wu was still standing where he was, but his master was restrained by Yun Wu with a spiritual thread, and tied to the pagoda tree in the yard.

The two of them obviously had a fierce fight. The snow covered ten miles around the yard to the calf had been completely destroyed by spiritual power, and the exposed land was scorched black by the whipping of spiritual power.

Even the house on the east side of the yard collapsed, like crumpled paper, thrown at the feet randomly.

This is his home for ten years.

Xie Changqing was imprisoned by spiritual power, his head was lowered, his life and death were unknown, Xie Shutong sat beside him, seemingly fainted.

And Zhou Yan broke out from the secret realm, and it only took an incense stick of time.

Even though Xie Changqing's cultivation is close to the way of heaven, but he has not ascended, how can he compete with the emperor of heaven.

Zhou Yan only felt a burst of anger rushing up from the soles of his feet, enveloping his whole body, making him short of breath, his whole body trembling, as if his heart was stabbed in and pulled out by a sharp knife.

He was stabbed until he couldn't breathe.

His eyelashes trembled, but the hand holding the Scorching Sun Sword was stronger than ever, and blue blood vessels emerged from the back of his hand. He looked at Yunwu, his eyes filled with hatred and anger.

For more than ten years, the young man has never experienced the taste of hatred, but now he is filled with hatred, like a bow pulled to the extreme.

"Is Ayan worried about your master and senior sister?" Yun Wu looked at him picturesquely, and smiled, "Don't worry, this is your master and senior sister. If you haven't left, naturally I can't do anything to them."

He seemed to like Zhou Yan's cold look, and walked towards him step by step, saying softly, "Let's go."

What greeted him was the sword struck by Zhou Yanyang.

But Yun Wu just waved his hand lightly, and the Scorching Sun Sword seemed to be frozen there, and when he flicked it lightly, the sword deflected.

Zhou Yan failed with one strike, so he changed direction and wanted to strike a second strike, but his wrist was caught by Yunwu.

When Yun Wu exerted a little force, it was as if all the strength from his body had been taken off him, and he was about to fall into Yun Wu's arms as soon as his waist softened.But the Scorching Sun Sword had no choice but to slip from his fingertips and fell to the ground.

Yun Wu was very close to him, and stretched out his other empty hand, as if wanting to touch his cheek, but even though Zhou Yan was imprisoned by him, facing the outstretched hand, he wanted to open his mouth as soon as he hid. bite.

He is like a little leopard being enraged, his limbs are bound by the enemy, and he wants to open his mouth to tear off a bite of the enemy's flesh.

Yun Wu was startled, his hand didn't touch his cheek, but he turned his wrist and pinched Zhou Yan's neck.

The white and soft neck was pinched in his palm, and the blood vessels under the sebum were because of the master's anger, Yun Wu could clearly feel the beating of Zhou Yan's blood vessels in his palm.

Zhou Yan was forced to raise his head, his eyes were bloodshot under the broken hair, he was held in the palm of Yun Wu's hand, but he still said coldly: "I will kill you one day."

I will kill you one day.

Yun Wu smiled, and with his other hand, he let go of Zhou Yan's wrist, covering his cheek, brushing the end of his eyes with his fingertips, and said affectionately, "I'll be waiting for you."

"But," the Heavenly Emperor lowered his eyes, seemingly puzzled, "Ayan, I didn't hurt your master and senior sister very much, and I promised you to come back to see them often. Why are you still unwilling to go with me?"

"I thought and thought about it just now," he smiled, "Could it be that you still have a sweetheart you can't let go of?"

Zhou Yan took a breath.

Yun Wu didn't let go of this change in him, his face suddenly darkened, and he lowered his head a little: "Do you really have a sweetheart you can't let go of?"

Zhou Yan tilted his head and moved away from him in disgust, unwilling to say a word to him.

The atmosphere was quiet for a moment, and Yun Wu suddenly patted his cheek with his hand, and his face became gentle again, but the words he said were icy cold: "I wanted to take you back to heaven and let you remember slowly, It doesn’t seem to be necessary anymore.”

"Zhou Yan," he smiled, "what are you? After more than ten years of being a person, you dare to move your mind that you shouldn't."

He let go of Zhou Yan's neck and took a step back. In the next moment, a majestic spiritual power was released from his hands, and the spiritual power was transferred to the ground. In just a moment, several huge plants appeared out of thin air on the scorched ground. vine.

The vines quickly bound Zhou Yan's hands and feet, trapping him in place and unable to move.

Zhou Yan struggled hard, but the vines became tighter and tighter. He stared at Yun Wu with his eyes wide open, and saw Yun Wu retreating to Ye Rong as if walking in a courtyard.

It didn't know when the sky darkened, dark clouds rolled across the sky, low and low on everyone's heads, a thick bleakness.

Yun Wu smiled: "You mean to remind him of the past by giving him some stimulation?"

Ye Rong who was behind him was startled, realized that he was asking himself, and quickly said: "Yes, the emperor."

His eyebrows twitched, and he couldn't help it, and said: "But it can't be too much, his soul is unstable, and he is afraid that there will be problems if the stimulation is too much."

"I have my own measure," Yun Wu frowned, "Take out those two things."

Ye Rong finally couldn't help but glance at him.

He couldn't figure out whether Yun Wu liked Zhou Yan or himself.

After a moment of silence, Ye Rong turned his head and said softly, "Let Zhou Yan see behind you."

Standing next to him was another immortal who had been silent all the time. After hearing what he said, without the slightest hesitation, he turned sideways to reveal what had been blocking behind him.

The person he had been blocking also appeared in front of Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan paused for breath, and then opened his eyes in disbelief.

Chi Ying was knocked out, tied up with a piece of spiritual power and suspended in the air, holding a small rabbit in her arms.

Yun Wu bent down, and carried the rabbit from Chi Ying's arms into his own.

Zhou Yan opened his lips, and a panic flashed between his brows: "Don't..."

But he was bound by vines, and he was powerless to stop Yun Wu's movements. Yun Wu rubbed the white ears of the rabbit in his arms, and said softly, "Let him go."

The spiritual power that was dragging him disappeared in an instant, and Chi Ying fell to the ground with a bang.

He was not deeply in a coma, but now he was suddenly awakened by the impact, and he was in a daze for a while, and when he looked up, he saw the rabbit in Yun Wu's arms.

Chi Ying's breath trembled, and she said sharply, "Give me back my sister!"

He was at home with his younger sister, but he passed out for some reason, and when he woke up, he saw his younger sister being hugged by a stranger.

"Don't worry," Yun Wu smiled, "Can you see where this is?"

Chi Ying looked around, and saw Xie Changqing and Xie Shutong under the locust tree, and Zhou Yan who was awake.

"See it clearly, and remember it clearly. I did this because Zhou Yan was disobedient." He was speaking to Chi Ying, but he was looking at Zhou Yan.

As soon as he finished speaking, the rabbit in his arms died in his arms without making a sound.

Yun Wu picked up the rabbit's ears and threw it back into Chi Ying's arms like throwing trash, then looked at him, and said softly, "Your sister died because of Zhou Yan."

Chi Ying looked at the corpse in her arms in disbelief, and just froze in place.

Zhou Yan, who was not far away, didn't seem to have reacted either. His lips parted, but he couldn't make a sound. After an unknown amount of time, tears flowed from his eyes in a daze.

Tears slid down the boy's red eyes and fell to the ground silently.

All because of him.

Yun Wu's fingertips moved, and in the next instant, the vines that bound Zhou Yan's wrist loosened, expanded infinitely, and finally swallowed Zhou Yan, turning into an oval shape, hanging in the air.

Zhou Yan was trapped in the vine, curled up, with only a little room to move around, Yunwu's voice sounded from outside the vine, as if not letting him go: "Ayan, if you don't come out again, what does your master look like? I can't guarantee that."

The young man was extremely nervous at this moment, and his hearing was more sensitive than ever.After he heard Yun Wu's words, there was the sound of a whip being raised, followed by the sound of flesh being whipped, and Xie Changqing's muffled groan.

The whip seemed to hit Zhou Yan, he raised his head suddenly, but bumped into the hard vine wall.

The boy was startled, and then frantically went to pick up the vine wall.

Unfortunately to no avail.

The Scorching Sun Sword fell outside, how could he pierce the hard vine wall with only one hand.

The young man didn't want to cry, but the sound of the whip sounded one after another, and every whip made him tremble inside the vine.

He was at a loss to break open the vine wall, but found that he could break it a little bit only by beating it with his hands.

Then beat it with your hands.

He was usually afraid of pain the most, but now he was kneeling in the vines and beating the ground, but he couldn't feel any pain.

The wall was hard, and one of his hands was already dripping with blood, until his two hands were beaten to the bone, they only opened a little bit.

If the hand was beaten any longer, it would be useless. After he went out, he still had to hold the sword, and his hand could not be used up.

Zhou Yan paused, then hit his head.

Zhou Yan didn't know how long it took to butt his head. He lost a lot of blood and was shaking all over, but he didn't dare to stop.In the end, what dripped down his cheeks, I don't know if it was the blood on his forehead or his tears.

Suddenly, Zhou Yan still had time to think about Shen Wang.

He was a little delusional.

Not knowing whether Shen Du's side is going well or not, the young man opened his eyes numbly, praying in the midst of dull crashes and boundless despair.

God, if possible, Shen Wang would come back a little later.

After an unknown amount of time, the wind finally entered the vine, Zhou Yan's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand into the hole he knocked open, trying to tear the hole wider.This time it was much easier to tear, and it didn't take long before Zhou Yan got out from the vine.

The light of the day has faded, and it is already late at night.

Zhou Yan was covered in blood, mixed with the sweat on his neck. He opened his eyes, and the first thing he did when he came out was to look for Xie Changqing in a daze. He saw that Xie Changqing was still under the tree. , but in the end there is still a breath left.

Before Zhou Yan had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a sound of spiritual power hitting a person. His pupils shrank, and he felt someone crashing into his arms.

Zhou Yan looked down and saw Xie Shutong's face.

His senior sister had already been split out of her original body, and her lower body was covered with a pitch-black snake tail, but she still smiled, stretched out her hand to cover Zhou Yan's eyes, and whispered: "Xiao Yan, don't look."

The next moment, another wave of spiritual power struck Xie Shutong. Her hand didn't stay on Zhou Yan's face for long before she was carried away by the spiritual power. She could no longer maintain her human shape and returned to the body of a snake. , was brought by spiritual power and smashed onto the locust tree.

The locust tree was split in half, and a black snake hung on the branch, lifeless.

The world returned to silence.

Yun Wu stood in the distance, looking at the young man who seemed to be fixed, looking at the dead body of Xie Shutong on the locust tree with a blank face, and curled his lips: "Probably enough."

But in one day, my friend's sister was killed and trapped in the wall of vines. I was exhausted, but I still had a faint hope. After fighting to the death with this faint hope, I really saw that the master was dying but alive, but the hope had just risen a little. , the senior sister died in front of his eyes.

How should a young man who was pampered and grown up bear all this.

Yun Wu meticulously designed this unforgettable day for Zhou Yan as punishment for his disobedience.

Standing behind him, Yerong couldn't bear to look at Zhou Yan any more, so he turned his eyes slightly sideways and turned his gaze away.

The boy not far away seemed to have finally realized what happened just a few moments ago. He swayed, staggered, and slowly bent down.

He frowned, covered his lips with his hands, and coughed out of his throat.

In the next moment, blood flowed out from between his fingers.

He vomited blood.

His eyelashes trembled, and he vomited blood loudly, as if he wanted to vomit out his heart and lungs so that the pain would stop.

The blood flowed down his bent back desperately, flowed out from the corner of his lips, and then hit the ground like water flowing between his fingers.

No one came to help him.

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