Yun Kuang was surrounded by a layer of silver light.
If he looked closely, he could see that Leng Su's eyes were shining with a strange light, and blood-colored spells seeped out from his eyes like spiritual snakes, flying straight towards Xuan Zangyue. go.
Xuan Zangyue smiled disdainfully.
The blood-red figure was at the moment when Yun Kuang and Zi shot her.
It turned into a wisp of black mist and dissipated in front of my eyes.
My heart skipped a beat, and I felt an ominous sense of fear.
However, in the next moment.
A cold wind blew behind me, and I couldn't help but shudder, and quickly looked back.
When I looked at it, I saw Xuan Zangyue appear out of thin air behind me, stretched out her bloody and terrifying palms covered with blood-red cardamom, and grabbed me.
But at this moment, I didn't feel any panic or fear at all.
He pulled Wufeng out of his body and shot Xuan Zangyue.
Wufeng was taken from Yun Yan when I was in his arms, just to kill Xuan Zangyue.
Now Xuan Zangyue has been so jealous that she has lost her mind.
Just want to kill me.
This also just gave me an opportunity.
But I obviously underestimated Xuan Zangyue's ability.
In other words, Xuan Zangyue had already become a demon by hiding her secrets, and was not afraid of the dark wind at all.
Or maybe, I simply don’t believe that I can kill her with black wind.
I saw that she didn't dodge.
When she saw me firing the black wind, she raised her palm and waved her sleeves to throw it away.
The dark wind covered the top and sent the bullets of the black wind away.
His palms turned into claws and locked towards my neck.
What's the point?
"Fan'er, be careful."
Lengjian Xuan Zangyue pinched my neck harshly.
He quickly pulled me away and flicked out a drop of blood with his finger.
The blood instantly formed a bloody talisman, and a red light suddenly appeared, knocking Xuan Zangyue's body away.
When I saw this, a trace of suspicion flashed in my eyes, and I glanced around without looking at Xuan Zangyue's figure.
I don't believe that Xuan Zangyue would be defeated so easily and run away.
She must be in the dark place where I can't see, looking for opportunities to attack me.
Leng obviously thought of me.
He held my hand tightly with one hand and Yun Kuang with the other.
He was vigilantly guarding his surroundings, not daring to take it lightly.
I asked: "Leng, Xuan Zangyue, she, what is she?"
If before this, it was said that Xuan Zangyue was just the next head of the Xuan family and a powerful ghost, I would still believe it.
But now, even if I were beaten to death, I would not believe that Xuan Zangyue was just a ghost, that simple.
Sure enough, Leng said in a deep voice: "Xuan Zangyue has already become a demon.
Otherwise, how could she, a woman, be favored by Master Xuan?
Why should she be trained to be the next head of the family?
Now, she has revealed her true face and will not kill her.
We will never give up.”
When Leng said this, he turned to look at me, his eyes were cold, and he said seriously: "Fan'er, stand behind me, don't take a step away from me, don't let me go."
When he finished speaking, his hand holding my palm couldn't help but tighten.
I frowned and looked at him, feeling the pain in my back gradually lessening, which showed that the blood Leng gave me to drink had an effect.
After a moment, I nodded and said, "Okay."
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Seeing me nodding in agreement, Leng breathed a sigh of relief, and an imperceptible smile overflowed on his face.
However, at this moment, Xuan Zangyue, dressed in blood-clothed clothes, appeared silently and secretly behind Leng, with a ferocious and strange smile on her enchanting face.
I was shocked.
I wasn't afraid of death now, but I couldn't let Leng get hurt by me again.
Seeing that Xuan Zangyue's palm was about to penetrate Leng's heart, I didn't have time to think about it, so I yelled "Be careful" and hugged Leng's body and quickly spun around.
There was a sharp pain in the back of my heart, Xuan Zangyue's claws were embedded in my flesh and blood, and the pain made my whole body convulse.
Then, at the moment when that claw wanted to cut out my heart ferociously, Leng Bao roared angrily, raised Yun Kuang and slashed at Xuan Zangyue's wrist.
When Xuan Zangyue retracted her hands, she pulled my soulless body into her arms.
He called out anxiously and distressedly: "Fan'er, Fan'er" The severe pain spread from my back chest to my limbs, as if they were being torn apart.
I was already in pain, and my brain felt dizzy, and my eyelids were as heavy as if they were weighed down by a thousand kilograms of stone.
I only heard Leng's anxious voice ringing in my ears.
The shouts were more urgent than the last, trembling every time, sadder and sadder than the last, and more desperate every inch, until my heart broke and the ground was dripping red.
Unable to bear his sadness, I tried my best to open my eyes, which were filled with tears.
In my blurred vision, I saw his heartbroken face.
He hugged my body and was shaking uncontrollably.
His voice was like crying, and he begged, "Don't die.
No matter you want to be Bai Yan or Yan Fan, don't die."
"Haha" Xuan Zangyue's charming and cold laughter overflowed unscrupulously under the night sky, "Death is a relief for her, her strength is too cheap.
How could I kill her so easily.
I want to let her She is in so much pain that she cannot live or die.
The Soul Eater Powder will treat her and the six cursed souls in her well for me.
Haha."
Xuan Zangyue looked at me who was dying, and smiled ferociously.
She touched her arm that was cut off by Yun Yan with one hand, and laughed with tears streaming down her face, feeling extremely sad.
However, in the next second, a Nine Nether Sword emitting cyan light appeared in her palm, pointing directly at my arm, "He cut off my left arm without mercy, without a trace of distress.
I want to see, I cut He will feel bad for your right arm."
After she said that, she swung her sword and slashed at my right arm.
Leng Anghen's expression suddenly changed, and the killing vengeance on his body suddenly increased greatly, and overwhelming black evil energy filled the air from his body.
He raised his hand and grabbed the Qingyin Sword that Xuan Zangyue slashed, and blood continued to gush out from his palm.
He felt no pain at all.
He held the sharp sword tightly, put my body on the ground, stood up, and walked towards Xuan Zangyue as horribly as Shura incarnate from hell.
"Cold, no, let go."
When I saw the blood on his palms dripping on the ground, my heart ached with pain, and I struggled to get up from the ground.
I raised my hand feebly, trying to catch the cold.
Stop his move.
But he didn't seem to hear my voice, exuding an aura that made people shy away, and approached Xuan Zangyue, "In this world, no one will be allowed to hurt her except me.
Xuan Zangyue, you are completely It pissed me off."
When his voice fell, I only saw a black shadow flashing across my sight.
Before I could see how he took action, I heard a heart-rending scream from Xuan Zangyue's throat.
Taking a closer look, a hand holding Yun Kuang's hand penetrated Xuan Zangyue's belly.
Xuan Zangyue held the Qingyin Sword in her hand and still maintained the previous posture, but her face was twisted with an expression of severe pain.
However, in the next moment, her body turned into black mist and dispersed in the wind.
"She, is she dead?"
I asked him feebly with a trembling voice when I saw Xuan Zangyue's body disappeared.
Leng hurriedly ran to me, lifted me from the ground into his arms, turned me over, tore open the clothes on my back, and while checking the wound on my back, he said to me: "That's Xuan Zangyue The clone is not her real body."
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"Yun Yan, Yun Yan" the pain in my back intensified, more intense than before.
It seemed to hurt my soul.
I felt countless big palms tearing my soul apart.
The overwhelming pain was overwhelming.
I hate myself for having sentience.
If I had no consciousness and no sense of pain, would I not be able to feel the pain?
It would not be so painful.
I miss Yun Yan, I really want to see him.
If I don't have much time.
I want to see Yun Yan again.
"Leng, please promise me something."
I grabbed Leng's hand, looked at him and said, "I want to see Yun Yan, take me to see him."
If, if I really turn into a ghost, into something so terrifying and disgusting.
How could I stay by Yun Yan's side?
Leng took a deep look at me, then lay down on my back, opened his mouth, and sucked hard on the wound on my back.
My body trembled suddenly, and my heart sank inch by inch.
I knew what Leng was doing.
But the Soul-Eating Powder was tearing at my soul, so it must not be a good thing.
If Leng was hit by the Soul-Eating Powder, how could he withstand it with his weak soul power?
I hurriedly struggled to avoid his cold lips, "Leng, no, let me go and don't suck.
You will be poisoned, stop quickly."
As if he didn't hear me, he sucked out a mouthful of black blood from my wound and spit it on the ground.
From the initial struggle, I gave up the struggle at the top of my lungs, panting and suffering in his arms like a dead cat.
"What are you doing?"
Suddenly, a cold and angry voice came.
I looked up and saw Yun Yan, holding the sword and Yun Yan in his hand, standing in front of me at some point, with a stern face, so gloomy that it could squeeze out water, and his eyes were so red that they seemed to drip blood.
The palm of his hand holding the sword was dripping with blood on the ground along the blade.
Although no blood could be seen on the black robe on his body, the bloody smell all over his body was enough to show that he had suffered a lot.
Serious injury.
At this time, Luo Chen and Ye Lan also ran from a distance, each of them covered in paint and bleeding.
When he saw me lying disheveled, with my bare back lying in Leng's arms, and the cold sucking my back, my face suddenly turned pale, and there was a deep strangeness in my eyes.
I knew they had all misunderstood, so I struggled hard.
But Cooling held me down, not allowing me to move, and continued to suck at the wound on my back.
I burst into anxious tears and watched the furious Yun Yan explain again and again, "Yun Yan, it's not what you see.
It's cold because of me."
Before I could finish my words, Yun Yan rushed to me in a few steps, snatched me back from Leng's arms, took off his clothes and wrapped them around my body, then carried me and walked not far away. .
"Yun Yan, Leng and I," I still wanted to explain, for fear that Yun Yan would misunderstand.
But in the middle of his sentence, he was interrupted by Yun Yan, who said: "I know it was because of your injury.
Just now, it was my fault, I'm sorry
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