9000 years

Xuanli's reaction speed was much slower than before, and his vision was blurry. It took a long time after Fuyu finished speaking before he realized what seal Fuyu was talking about.

Lingyi's lips opened and closed as if to say something, but Xuanli couldn't hear clearly and didn't want to hear, he moved his gaze down calmly, but no matter how he moved, the feathers were almost scratched in his sight face and covered in blood.

Nothing could be seen under the black robe three inches from the waist to the right. Xuanli locked the position by feeling, and there was no sound in his mind, but he still called out tentatively: "Fuyu"

The man nailed to the iron chain hung his head down and did not move, but suddenly someone hummed softly in Xuanli's mind, Xuanli heaved a sigh of relief, just as his eyes were on Lingyi, Jing An behind him spoke, and he walked forward He took a step, passed Xuanli, and called out with his usual expression: "Devil Lord." Successfully attracted Lingyi's attention.

"What the devil said is true, if it is true as what the devil said." The fingers behind his back twisted obviously, pointing in Lingyi's direction. What Jing An said seemed to arouse Lingyi's interest. He listened carefully, but didn't notice Xuanli's movements.

A ray of red light approached Lingyi quietly, and Jing An communicated with Lingyi calmly. When the corner of his eyes caught the ray of red light, he nodded, as if affirming Lingyi's words. After the previous pause, the palm of his hand hurriedly touched the back of his waist.

The short blade formed by the Xuanqing fan was still piercing into the flesh, and Xuanli, who was manipulating the Xuanqing fan, could clearly feel that the blade pierced through the Lingyi life card, and tore the soul contained in it to pieces.The energy belonging to Lingyi is rapidly draining away. Jing An watched the time, concentrated his mind and energy in his palm, and a large net descended from the sky. Lingyi had already grasped the Xuanqing Fan behind him. With red eyes, he stared at Xuanli as if A ferocious beast, he mercilessly pulled out the fan. The moment he pulled it out, Lingyi's body visibly shook, but before he could recover, the fairy net woven by Jing An wrapped him around. in it.

The fairy net was heavy, Lingyi clutched his wound and knelt on the ground, demonic energy lingered around, the silver sword against Fuyu in his hand fell in response, the sound of the blade rubbing against the stone platform was sharp and piercing, Lingyi's eyes were blood red, and his palm was pitch black The devilish energy in him is like boiling water, turning it over for a moment to seal the wound. He is trying his best to delay the rupture of the life card, just like Xuanli's Thousand Palaces Seal. Once it is broken, if it cannot be repaired in time, he will have to wait for death Son.

Xuanli kept running towards Fuyu step by step, but when he ran in front of the person, he found that he didn't know how to make a move. He clenched his fists tightly and fixed his eyes on the broken magic nail in Fuyu's hand. However, people who don’t know the solution, this is a divine tool, must have its corresponding solution and unseal, acting recklessly will only backfire.

The fairy net covering Lingyi's body was tightened, but the man suddenly raised his head at this moment, his face became more and more gray, and his cheeks were sunken. At first glance, he looked like a skeleton, angry The passage on his face was extremely obvious, "The emperor really hasn't changed for tens of thousands of years, and he still likes to use some dirty tricks as always. Unfortunately, it is really not worth it to be nailed to the body, the spirit veins are sealed, and the blood is drained all over the body." .”

Xuanli was told in his heart, he suddenly raised his foot and stepped on Lingyi, and pressed her head hard under his feet, "Tell me, how to solve it?"

"Heh" Lingyi didn't rush, "I'm nothing more than a remnant soul after all. I've been dead for tens of thousands of years. It doesn't matter if I die again. I can see the emperor's heart and lungs, and I can't love it. Seriously." It’s so satisfying, it’s so worth it.”

"Want to die?" Xuanli was obviously irritated, a purple flame ignited in his hand, his pupils were blood red, "It's not easy to want to die, do you really think that if I kill you, you can't find a way anymore? Ling Yi If I can kill you the first time, I will be able to kill you the second time, Mozu? Those who are incompatible with the Three Realms still want to rule the world, it’s just a dream.”

"Your Majesty." The moment Ziyou Lihuo fell, Jing An behind him suddenly shouted, "Be careful."

The silver light fell in front of my eyes, the fierce sword edge brushed against Xuanli's neck, the fairy net was torn apart, and the moment it was broken, it turned into a cloud of mist and disappeared.

Lingyi missed a sword strike, but Jing An stepped forward and pulled Xuanli aside, the Ziyouli fire was extinguished in his hand, Lingyi staggered, but the hostility in his eyebrows and eyes became more and more intense

Depressed, the surrounding demons suddenly rose, and then, a large number of demon soldiers descended from the sky and surrounded the blood prison. Under this situation, walking is undoubtedly the best policy, but for Xuanli, he will be where Fuyu is. , and Jing An understood Xuanli's thoughts very well.

Yun Yi rushed in from the outside in a hurry, and the moment he pushed the door open, he called out eagerly: "Your Majesty."

As soon as the sound came out, Lingyi and Xuanli raised their heads at the same time, but what was disappointing was that the direction Yun Yi was looking at was not Xuanli.

"Are you alright?" Yun Yi, dressed in black clothes, ran to Ling Yi's side to support her.

Xuan Li glanced away and looked away, while Jing An completely frowned.

Jing An was never a reserved person, he gritted his teeth and looked at Yun Yi who was standing next to Lingyi, and said, "Scum, it's a disgrace to the heavens."

Yun Yi was obviously taken aback for a moment, he turned his head, glanced at Xuan Li and then at Jing An, and smiled to himself: "Heaven Realm? I am afraid that the Immortal Qingzhuo has been out of the mountain for a long time and is ignorant. Yun Yi in the sky has long been here He died 5000 years ago, his spirit veins were completely shattered, and there is no bones left."

Xuanli didn't know when to put his eyes on Yun Yi, his eyes were indifferent, without any intense regret, just like looking at a stranger.

"Yun Yi." Someone called him behind him, it was a very familiar voice, Yun Yi paused, not daring to turn his head.

Xuan Li looked at his profile with gentle and soothing eyes, as if many years ago, he looked helplessly at the little doll in front of him who liked to cling to him, and let him roll around like a baby, Yun Yi stood there stiffly, neither turning her head nor speaking.

After a while, the man lowered his head, as if he didn't intend to reply, and Xuanli behind him spoke again: "Yun Yi, you can forgive me if you know your way back."

This is the last chance that Xuanli gave him. Xuanli has never been harsh on him, but that doesn't mean that Xuanli will tolerate him forever.

Lingyi was in a trance, unwilling to spend any more time talking with others, with a touch of her fingertips, countless demon soldiers rushed in, and the sword in her hand pointed directly at Xuan Li and Jing An, even if the opponent was just a wisp of Qi, countless Qi gathered It's really hard to deal with.

Xuan Qing fanned his hands away, Xuan Li had no time to care but had to. He couldn't let Ling Yi run away, so he planned to deal with Ling Yi first, but this time, Ling Yi's sense of smell was extremely keen, almost as soon as he turned around, Ling Yi A large number of demon soldiers surged out in front of Yi, and Ling Yi behind him glanced at Xuan Li with a smile in his eyes, and the next second, the person standing there suddenly turned into a wisp of mist, Xuan Li paused, Xuan Qing Shan chased him in his direction. After all, he was injured. Just as he stepped out of the palace gate, a burst of sharp sword energy came from his vest. Get close to Lingyi.

"Uh"

A faint muffled hum came from outside the crowd, but it wasn't Lingyi's voice.

The demon soldiers around stopped their movements for a moment, as if someone had pressed the pause button, and stopped stiffly. Lingyi strangled Yunyi's neck from behind, and looked into Xuanli's eyes through the void with one eye. Ling Jian was stuck in Yun Yi's chest, and something black like blood fell down along the blade, the last moment of astonishment was still on his face, but his figure began to dissipate.

"Your Majesty" I don't know who is calling, but Lingyi doesn't look at him.

As soon as the word "上" fell, there was nothing left of him from head to toe, a faint wisp of spirit rose up, and the snow was still falling, followed by a jade pendant with a unique shape, spotless.

The Wuling sword was struggling in the air, and Lingyi retreated quickly. The moment the sword fell uncontrollably, Xuanli suddenly restrained the sword with his hand, and the silvery sword energy pierced through the solidified magic energy, heading straight towards Lingyi. go.

Lingyi was injured, and under the crazy offensive of the Wuling Sword, she gradually became powerless, and the stagnant magic soldiers around her suddenly moved again, but in just a moment, starting from the blade of the sword, everything collapsed like broken mud tiles , Xuanli was stunned for a moment, and soon understood, threading the silk to draw out the sleeve, Xuanli flew out from the hall, the silk thread had already passed through Lingyi's arm, in desperation, Lingyi stared at Xuanli, the silver sword in his right hand With a flash of sword light, Xuanli's eyes widened in astonishment, an arm wrapped in black mist fell to the ground, and then disappeared quickly.

See you.

Jing An seemed to be holding something in his hand, and stood in front of the palace door with a hesitant expression on his face, but Xuanli had no time to think about anything else, since Lingyi had run away, the most important thing now was to save Fu Yu, and then quickly left here.

Jing An spread out his palm, the jade pendant in his palm was round, with a gap on the left side, the round hole in the middle was about as thick as a finger, Xuan Li suddenly remembered the broken magic nail nailed into Fu Yu's palm, if he remembered correctly, it was about like this size.

Xuanli looked at Jing An in surprise, and before he had time to think about anything else, he hurried into the hall with snow falling on his shoulders, towards his beloved.

Fuyu's palm seemed to have grown together with the nail, bloody and bloody, Xuanli carefully put the jade pendant in from one side, he breathed a sigh of relief, Jing An on the side also watched nervously, Xuanli held onto the man He patted his arm lightly twice as if to appease, and in the next second, the broken magic nail lying on Fuyu's palm was slowly pulled out along Fuyu's palm, and the terrifying blood hole was falling in the middle, and the pulled out nail In an instant, blood gushed out again, Xuanli trembling hands almost did not dare to pull out the second one, but if he dragged on for a second, Fuyu would suffer another second, Xuanli gritted his teeth, and pulled the bloody jade pendant away. Put it into Fuyu's right hand, and once again, this time, the bound person reacted, and he trembled.

After the two broken magic nails were pulled out, the wound on Fu Yu's body finally healed slowly. He opened his eyes, and at the moment he grinned, he couldn't avoid seeing himself in Xuan Li's eyes. No matter how fast he hid, he pretended to untie the Mu Lei Xuantie tied to his body, but Fu Yu still saw it.

The moment all the restrictions were lifted, Fu Yu subconsciously wanted to touch his face, but Xuan Li took his hand first, and covered his eyes with a silk belt. Jing An stood in front of the person, with the same tone as before, even with A little bit of gentle comfort: "It's okay, it can be cured."

There was nothing on the stone steps outside the door. Not long ago, Yun Yi was standing here to block a sword for someone, and after a difficult resurrection, he just died like this. Xuan Li didn't really feel it.

Tian Ling and Si Ming have not been found yet, but Fu Yu is seriously injured, especially his eyes, and the two terrifying blood holes on his hands are still bleeding. It can be repaired, and it needs to be combined with certain medicines to fully recover. Xuan Li paused for some reason and remembered the synaesthesia in the secret room. He couldn't help asking: "When did you learn this spell?"

Fu Yu was in a daze, and didn't say much after hearing the words, only said that we would talk about it later.

Xuanli also knew that it was inappropriate to ask these questions at this time, he hugged Fuyu in his arms, the little guy actually consciously shrunk his body, looking just like the size when Xuanli saw him for the first time, Xuanli was heartbroken Looking at the person in his arms, he quietly hugged him tightly.

For some reason, the heavy snow in the Demon Realm has not stopped. The guarded demon soldiers are like wooden stakes, standing motionless in the snow. Xuanli always feels that this place is very strange. Quickly step out of the demon world, if today's world is gone, the world is divided between the demon clan and the demon clan, after thinking about it, it is better to go to the human world to rest temporarily.

Xuanli carefully hugged the person in his arms, exhausted both physically and mentally. The description of him at this time is more appropriate, the world is also a mess, the wind and snow are blowing, and monsters are rampant. Xuanli doesn't want to cause any trouble, so he chooses a secluded place The shrines fell to their heels.

Xuan Li has been carefully looking at Fu Yu's expression, and glanced at the wound on his face from time to time, his heart ached every time he looked at it, he tried to repair it, but the immortal art did not increase but decreased, causing the blood to flow continuously, Jing An looked carefully for others, and only said that it can be cured, how to cure it, and he will not know until he returns to Xishan.

Xuan Li hugged the man and rested against the temple platform of the shrine. Jing An looked at the statue enshrined. The incense had been extinguished for an unknown amount of time. Obviously long gone.

Fuyu in his arms fell asleep, Jing An also sat on the side tiredly, a wind blew outside the house, the wind blew the yellow sand and the dilapidated wooden door creaked, Jing An was in a trance, Xuan Li also Staring at the window sash, I don't know what to think.

After a while, Jing An turned to look at him, and threw out a sentence inexplicably: "The collapse of the building is indeed inevitable for everyone."

Xuanli lowered his head slightly, Fuyu in his arms was sleeping soundly, they held hands all the time,

Xuan Li pressed his forehead against the man, and suddenly felt that with repeated injuries like this, he never wanted to live in hiding again.

"Ten thousand years ago, when the former Heavenly Emperor ordered you to inherit the throne, you should not have shirked it. If you had succeeded to the throne back then, there might not be so many things now."

Xuanli glanced at Jing An in astonishment. He didn't expect that Jing An still remembered after so long.

The man glanced at him indifferently, and his eyes fell outside the messy shrine. The yellow wind choked his voice, and he said: "Back then, you resisted the imperial edict and disrespected it. In fact, someone had expected what happened today." .”

"Who?" Xuanli's heart beat fast, and the answer was ready to come out.

Jing An snorted softly, as if recalling the absurd things back then: "Qing Heng."

Coincidentally, it really was him.

Xuanli had doubts from a long time ago, it's not a special thing, but every turning point in his life seems to have Qing Heng's figure, he always appears so coincidentally, once or twice, and the number of times is too many. I have to wonder, but what kind of role does Qing Heng play in it, and is it good or bad?