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After turning back, Murong Xiaoye's body was filled with blood and blood, but he did not care about his injuries and fled back as quickly as possible.

The middle-aged man flashed and blocked Murong Xiaoye's way like a ghost, and smiled and said, "Be obedient, with your primary Martial Emperor's cultivation, let alone spiritual weapons, even if the immortal weapon is in hand, you can't escape from the palm of my hand."[]

Murong Xiaoye angrily said, "Who are you and why are you not good for me?"

With a cold smile, the middle-aged man said, "It is your honor to attack you, because my young master respects you. As for my name, you don't need to ask more, you will know it in the future."

A powerful Yuan power was captured in the air

oAs a gas mass formed, bound Murong Xiaoye's whole body in the air, and could not move at all.

After struggling hard, Murong Xiaoye was shocked by the rebound force and vomited blood, but there was still no sign of loosening.

With trembling body, Murong Xiaoye's originally beautiful eyes lost their luster, and a deep sadness surged into his heart, but unfortunately he was powerless.

At this moment, many figures rolled in her mind, and the one who impressed her the most was Changhu Wuji.

In addition, there seemed to be another person, whose figure was a little blurry, and his name seemed to be Nangong Feiyu.

After controlling Murong Xiaoye, the middle-aged man pulled her to his side, held her collar in one hand, and flew forward with her, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Murong Xiaoye's body was unable to move, and his internal injuries were very serious. His meridians were blocked and his situation was quite unfavorable.

However, thinking of what might happen next, Murong Xiaoye understood in his heart that the real disaster had just begun.

At this moment, Murong Xiaoye thought of death but she was reluctant to die because she was still concerned about many people.

There is a father, a family, a sky of Wuji, and Nangong Feiyu.

For some reason, Murong Xiaoye thought of Nangong Feiyu at this dangerous moment, which made her feel sad.

But this is not surprising, because Murong Xiaoye once painted for Nangong Feiyu. During the painting process, he deeply recorded Nangong Feiyu's expression, so it is normal that he can't forget it.

Thinking of that painting, Murong Xiaoye suddenly suppressed the fear in her heart. She herself didn't understand why she did this kind of thing.

Drawing for a man he met for the first time is a very special thing for a daughter who has been well educated since childhood.

Thinking of that painting, Murong Xiaoye thought of Nangong Feiyu. The thoughts in his mind formed a conscious reflection, which inadvertently attracted someone's attention.

The middle-aged man took Murong Xiaoye forward quickly, and the routes he took were all remote alleys to avoid attracting the attention of masters in bustling areas.

In Feiyun City, most of the masters are concentrated in prosperous areas, and the old urban areas are all inferior poor people who have no power and status.

Murong Xiaoye is one of the eight beauties and a celebrity in Feiyun City. An accident happened, so the middle-aged man was particularly cautious.

However, there are always some things that are unsatisfactory. Just as the middle-aged man walked through an alley, a cold look caught his attention.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man looked at the man dozens of feet away, his eyes slowly narrowed into a line, and his tone yinsen questioned: "Who are you?"

At the other end of the alley, a slender and elegant figure stood there. Due to the light, the appearance could not be clearly seen.

Murong Xiaoye was seriously injured. Although he saw that figure, he couldn't see clearly what the man looked like.

The sudden accident made Mumei Xiaoye look forward to it. No matter who the person opposite was, as long as he could take action, he would have a glimmer of hope.

Thinking of this, a hint of enthusiasm appeared in Murong Xiaoye's weak eyes, and a subtle change in expression seemed to attract the man's attention.

At that moment, a strange feeling emerged in Murong Xiaoye's heart, which was so warm and so warm, as if she had received some care, which made her originally worried and uneasy heart quickly calm down.

The middle-aged man seemed to have noticed the crisis, and the light flashed around him. Before he could speak, there was a slight vibration in the alley.

o It came in an instant.

Na Zhendàng

o Silently, but Murong Xiaoye was surprised to find that he was seriously injured and weak, and he could clearly see Zhendai at this moment

o's advancement traces.

Murong Xiaoye is very smart. She knows that with her cultivation level, she can't see these things at all. The scene presented in front of her is obviously the person on the other side deliberately wants to let her see these things.

Thinking of this, Murong Xiaoye felt happy and felt a vague sense of enlightenment.

At the same time, silent vibration

oThe collision into the protective barrier outside the middle-aged man's body triggered a strong reaction. The spreading wave of air shocked the middle-aged man in one fell swoop and also dismantled the restraining force that the middle-aged man acted on Murong Xiaoye.

With a roar, the middle-aged man waved his right hand in the air while retreating, grabbed Murong Xiaoye, trying to control her in his hands.

"Who dares to attack me, I...I..."

The voice paused, and a terrifying sensation flowed out from the middle-aged man's eyes, and a purple lightning appeared in his eyes without warning. Before he could scold, the middle-aged man set up a defensive barrier as fast as possible. At the moment when the barrier was completed, lightning hit the barrier, easily tearing the barrier, slashing hard on him, burning his clothes all over his body, and making a shrill scream in his mouth.

Murong Xiaoye was stunned and his mind was blank. All this came too quickly. Before she could see clearly what was going on, the middle-aged man's scream came from her ears, and a familiar figure appeared in front of her.

When his body shook, Murong Xiaoye woke up immediately. He saw Yitian holding her thin waist with his left hand to stabilize her injured body.

"You... are you"

Yitian smiled and said, "Not me, who will come to save you."

In a flash, Yitian disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving Murong Xiaoye staying in mid-air, and his body was steadily lifted by a ball of soft energy.

Looking up, Murong Xiaoye pinched Yitian's traces. At the moment he captured the familiar figure, a powerful spiritual energy suddenly emerged from her body, nourishing her injured body.

Murong Xiaoye felt puzzled and used the method of introspection, and saw two blood ginseng melting in his body, releasing a large amount of Chu's spiritual energy.

This spiritual energy is not enough to improve Jiarong Xiaoye's cultivation strength, but it can help her injuries improve quickly. It is a healing sacred item.

Obviously, this was the moment Yitian came into contact with Murong Xiaoye and injected two thousand-year-old blood ginseng into her body.

Somewhat moved, Murong Xiaoye looked at Yitian, but saw the middle-aged man soaring into the sky and roaring in his mouth.

"Boy, I will never forgive you!"

Blood rain splattered in the air. While the middle-aged man soared into the sky, his left arm was blown to pieces and his body was seriously traumatized.

"How can I forgive you if you dare to be rude to my friends?"

Moving instantly, Yitian appeared on the middle-aged man's head. With his right hand bounced, a faint green crystal light broke out into the air and shot into the middle-aged man's head.

At that time, the middle-aged man was shocked and screamed loudly, and his body instantly dried up and rotted, turning into dust.

A green light flashed, and the crystal light returned to the body of Yitian, without any change, nor any amazing momentum.

In the past, whenever the will of the will of heaven was used to express the will of heaven, the momentum that shocked the heavens would automatically spread, making people feel terrified.

Now, the mind and heaven merge into the infinite world, the heart sutra of the nirvana, and the yinyang map has established the mind and spirit, and the use of the spiritual pen to return to silence has reached another new level, and has a feeling of returning to nature.

At dusk, the setting sun is setting, and the evening breeze is gentle.

Yitian stood proudly in the air, looked at the huge Feiyun City, and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, Yitian returned to Murong Xiaoye's side, and the low voice was filled with warmth.

"Feiyun City has been very chaotic recently, don't run around. With your primary Martial Emperor's cultivation level, it is not enough to protect yourself."

Murong Xiaoye smiled gently, and was extremely grateful for this life-savior.

"How could you show up here?"

Yitian smiled and said, "Who made someone think of Nangong Feiyu in his heart?"

Murong Xiaoye's face turned slightly red. Before, she was in danger, she really thought of Nangong Feiyu in her heart.

But that was just his own thoughts. I didn’t tell anyone. How could Nangong Feiyu know?

Thinking of this, Murong Xiaoye looked at Yitian in shock and asked, "How could you know?"

Yitian smiled and said, "If I don't know, you will be in trouble. The magic tricks I practiced are different from those of ordinary people, and I am quite sensitive to telepathy, so the call in your heart caught my attention."

Murong Xiaoye questioned: "This is the first time I have heard of it."

Yitian kindly concealed his secrets, not hoping to scare Murong Xiaoye.

"Nanyang cultivates strength, emphasizes momentum but does not change. You don't know that is normal. How could you fall into his hands?"

The medicinal power of blood ginseng penetrated the whole body, causing Murong Xiaoye, who was originally pale, to have a hint of redness on his face, and his whole body exuded a charming aura.

"Yesterday I met Xiahou Hanyan, and she told me that Changkong Wuji has not seen anyone for several days.

This morning, I felt that Yafengxuan was waiting until dusk and there was no sign of Changkong Wuji, Yi Qianjun and Xu Hongying. I heard that Shengqin Pavilion was looking for them too. After leaving Yafengxuan, I met this person... He said he knew Changkong Wuji came down, and he didn't know if it was real."

Yitian didn't care much about the disappearance of Changkong Wuji and the other two. After all, we only met one by one and did not have a deep relationship.

However, this matter is quite strange. Changkong Wuji is Xuanhuang and one of the four princes of Feiyun City. How could he disappear if he disappears?
Chapter completed!