This seat is still alive and kicking today

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The weather wasn't too cold, but I couldn't stand the cold and felt nervous.

Especially now that he is sure of his own mind, it is extremely rare for Huo Chengyun, and Gu Ziyu's repeated orders not to let them mess around, Huo Chengyun is almost like a porcelain doll in his heart.

Although he was delighted that Huo Chengyun came to pick him up, he also felt a slight sense of guilt in his heart.

Back in the room, Leng Yiran put away the umbrella immediately, and then went to test the temperature of Huo Chengyun's fingers, for fear that he would catch a cold and get sick, then he turned around and poured a cup of hot tea to Huo Chengyun.

Huo Chengyun quietly let him play with him, with a faint smile on his face.

Leng Yiran suddenly raised her head and said, "Don't look at me like that."

Huo Si raised his eyebrows: "What do you want?"

"You don't know what I want to do." Leng Yiran frivolously raised Huo Chengyun's chin, then frowned and said: "Your body, if I can't restrain myself from doing something bad, Gu Ziyu will definitely stab me."

Speaking of this, he was a little apprehensive: "Speaking of which, Gu Ziyu and I met first, and I'm still Ruoruo's senior brother, so he should call me senior brother too, I don't understand, why is he treating you so well? "

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and finally accused: "You are robbing my friend!"

"Then I'll pay you one." Huo Chengyun said.

"How to pay?"

Huo Chengyun hooked his fingers, Leng Yiran understood, and leaned over to kiss him for a long time.

After the kiss was over, Leng Yiran looked into Huo Chengyun's eyes and said: "I found that your skin is getting thicker, and you were not like this when you were young."

"I heard from an old man." Huo Chengyun sipped his tea leisurely and said, "Only with a thick skin can you have a wife."

Leng Yiran narrowed his eyes: "Who is the daughter-in-law?"

Huo Chengyun was as good as he was, and called out: "Husband."

Leng Yiran coughed lightly at the husband's call, his ears turned red, and he drank it: "Don't call me that now."

"Oh?" Huo Chengyun rolled his eyes and looked at him with a smile: "Then when do you want to call?"

I don't know if he did it on purpose, but his voice was very low, and his heart was itching coldly.

Leng Yiran gritted his teeth and said, "Just wait, wait until Ziyu finds a way to heal you, then you will see me..."

He stopped suddenly, he was a normal adult man, the wind and rain outside, the lights in the house were gentle, his sweetheart was sitting in front of him, smiling, with gentle eyes, as if he would be allowed to do anything.

Leng Yiran only felt that his breathing was dry and hot, so he forcibly said with a cold face: "Sleep, don't talk anymore."

Huo Chengyun chuckled, but did not continue to tease.After all, Leng Yiran was not the only one suffering.

The bed in the room is very big, and the bedding is also very soft, two men lying on it will not be crowded at all.

And because of unspeakable reasons, the two didn't dare to touch each other, the distance between them was a bit far, and it seemed that there was a border between Chu River and Han.

Even so, listening to each other's breathing makes me feel at ease.

Listening to Huo Chengyun's steady breathing, Leng Yiran unconsciously fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, a thunderous explosion woke up Leng Yiran.He opened his eyes and realized that Huo Chengyun beside him had also woken up.

Leng Yiran put on his clothes and got out of bed, lit a candle, he looked outside, the sky was still pitch black, obviously there was still a long time before dawn.

"This weather." Leng Yiran frowned slightly: "It always feels like something bad is going to happen."

As soon as the words were finished, there were hurried footsteps outside, followed by a knock on the door.

"Sect Master." Just as the disciple outside the door called out, the door was opened from the inside, and he couldn't help being taken aback.

Leng Yiran had already put on her clothes and asked, "What happened?"

The disciple glanced at the room, but he didn't dare to look any further. He said anxiously: "The disciples of Tiandao Sect came to ask for help, and they are in the front hall."

boom -

Leng Yiran turned her head, just at this moment a thunderbolt exploded, illuminating Huo Chengyun's equally dignified face, and the two of them took the umbrella and walked towards the front hall.

The disciple sent by Tiandao Sect for help is Nan Xu.

Leng Yiran has an impression of Nan Xu. He is a qualified and capable person, and he is Lin Muyue's confidant.

Nan Xu looked good, and his aura was different from that of ordinary disciples of the immortal sect, but today he was in a daze, the rain mixed with blood flowed down his body, he was so embarrassed that Leng Yiran almost didn't recognize him.

A disciple bandaged Nan Xu's wound and brought clean clothes over. However, Nan Xu was not in the mood to take care of the clothes right now. The disciple persuaded him a few words. Seeing that Nan Xu was indifferent, he stood at a loss. On the sidelines, I don't know what to do.

Just at this time Leng Yiran and Huo Chengyun came in, the disciple hurriedly called out: "Sect Master."

Huo Chengyun nodded, and waved his hand to signal him to go down first. The disciple relieved himself, put the clean clothes on the shelf, and went out.

Huo Chengyun's eyes fell on Nan Xu.Looking at each other, Nan Xu suddenly knelt down, his actions startled Leng Yiran.

Although he doesn't have much contact with Nan Xu, he has a certain understanding of this person's temperament.He knelt down to people so easily.

Nan Xu said: "Sect Master Huo, please save the Sect Master."

Leng Yiran said: "What happened to Tiandaozong?"

Nan Xu paused, took a look at Leng Yiran and then looked away.Leng Yiran felt the undisguised indifference in his eyes, and couldn't help but click his tongue, thinking that I didn't provoke you, what kind of eyes are these.

Huo Chengyun helped Nan Xu up and asked him what happened to Lin Muyue.

Nan Xu lowered her eyelashes, hiding the anger and unwillingness in her eyes.

These two people in front of him hurt Lin Muyue deeply, and even made Lin Muyue the laughing stock of the entire fairy sect. It was fine if he couldn't vent his anger for Lin Muyue, but at this moment he still had to ask them for help.

The nail pierced into the palm, causing sharp pain. Nan Xu took a deep breath and suppressed the unwillingness in her heart. Lin Muyue's life and death are unknown now, so it's not the time to care about these things.

"Two days ago, Xue Tinghan raided Tiandaozong, and everyone who hit him was caught off guard..." Nan Xu's eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse: "The suzerain was seriously injured and captured, Tiandaozong fell, and Yundu is like hell now."

He didn't know what to think, and exhaled tremblingly: "That guy is not a human, but a devil."

Leng Yiran and Huo Chengyun fell silent. They contacted Tiandaozong as soon as they learned about Guirong's movements from Moxiu, but they were a step too late.

After comforting the emotional Nan Xu, Huo Chengyun and Leng Yiran went out of the room and saw Gu Ziyu standing outside the door.You could tell from his expression that he had heard everything Nan Xu said.

The three of them walked towards the distance in a tacit understanding. After walking for a while, Gu Ziyu took the lead and said, "Ruoruo is resting in the room."

Leng Yiran nodded, if Xin Ruo heard the news, he might not be able to sleep well all night.

"Talk to her tomorrow."

At least tonight, let her sleep well.

Although the three of them held up umbrellas, it was quite windy and windy tonight, and the rain fell on their bodies as soon as the wind blew, soaking their clothes and making them feel cool.

They looked at the dark sky in the distance, and no one said anything, but they all knew in their hearts that after tonight, the peaceful days were far away from them.

Sure enough, on the second day, the disciples of the Moon Sect found a box outside the door, and there was a human head in the box.

When Nan Xu saw the head in the box, his expression changed suddenly. He rushed forward and said, "Junior Brother Luo! It's Junior Brother Luo, and they actually... cut off his head."

If someone hadn't held Nan Xu tightly, he would have rushed back to Tiandaozong with his sword to take revenge.

"This is provocation." Gu Ziyu formed a fist with five fingers, slammed the table heavily, and said in a low voice.

Gu Ziyu has a gentle temper and rarely has a temper. Now facing such a cruel method, he still couldn't help but get angry.

Xue Xinruo sat aside, her brows were full of melancholy.

Obviously, regarding the movement of Xianmen, Xue Tinghan... no, Gui Rong is very clear, he knew that Nanxu would ask for help from the Moon Sect, so he ordered someone to send a human head over.

Thinking of Xue Tinghan's letter that Gui Rong's target is Leng Yiran, Xue Xinruo is even more restless.

In the next few days, boxes were delivered one after another, all of which were the heads of disciples of Tiandaozong, and all of them were faces familiar to Nanxu.

Nan Xu's face became more and more ugly day by day, these people were his senior brothers, he could not defend the enemy with them, he could only watch them die, but there was nothing he could do.

He looked at the direction of Yundu for a long time, besides his seniors, there were also his favorite people there.

He left her there and escaped by himself, which made him feel terribly defeated.

He would rather die than him.

Facing Guirong's provocation, Leng Yiran, Huo Chengyun and the others were undoubtedly angry, but they didn't know the internal situation of Yundu, so they went rashly, only to die.Fortunately, Moxiu's news was delivered in time.

This group of demon cultivators first followed Leng Yiran, and followed the rule that no one would offend me, and I would not offend others, only those who had hatred against themselves.Moreover, he restrained his subordinates and forbade them to attack the common people.The group of demon cultivators were afraid of his methods, and they were always honest.

Later, Leng Yiran died, and the demon cultivators were severely injured, and they stayed in one place all the time.

They haven't done anything evil for a long time, and now they see Gui Rong's cruel methods, and they can't stand it for a while.

Looking at Moxiu's criticism of Gui Rong in the letter, Leng Yiran was not moved in the slightest.He didn't think it was the demon cultivators who had changed from evil to good.

They will be so angry only because they are also a group suffering from disasters, and they see their future in those people.

Leng Yiran handed the letter to Gu Ziyu, his face was not very good-looking, the letter was stained with blood, and the bright red color made people feel ominous.

It is indeed ominous, and along with this letter, there is also a coffin.

Apparently, Gui Rong discovered Moxiu's secret transmission of the letter, but instead of destroying the letter, he sent it along with the coffin.

Lying in the coffin was a male corpse, which had been cut into pieces and then sewn up patiently. Even so, someone recognized it as a prestigious senior from a certain fairy sect.

It seems that it is not only Tiandaozong who suffered the disaster.

The disciples of the Moon Sect had also experienced strong winds and waves. Some of them couldn't help but walked aside and vomited when they saw the corpses in the coffins.

Leng Yiran and the others knew that if they didn't take any action, Gui Rong would probably be able to slaughter the entire city.

"Didn't he just want to force me to show up?" Leng Yiran narrowed his eyes and looked in Yundu's direction, and said in a low voice, "That's what he wants."

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