Chapter 25 Like

Yan Ji was thrown to the ground, and several skin and flesh were worn by the rocks on the ground. The wound was hot and painful, and the bones on her body were also severely shaken. It was almost torn apart. The pain was about to crack, and she lay on the ground and moaned in pain.

When Su Qiurong and Yang Huanyu's mother and daughter saw this scene, they were immediately scared to death. They didn't care much and immediately rushed forward to help Yan Ji up. Su Qiurong was calm and kept asking Yan Ji if there was something serious, but Yang Huanyu had already cried. If she hadn't been pulled by Su Qiurong, I'm afraid she would have rushed to those killers of the Hell Gate, trying to kill those people and vent my anger on her "brother".

At this time, those hell gate killers probably felt that they had won. These three people must be in their bags. They all stopped their hands and saw how the three people died with contemptuous and ridicule.

"Ha ha, your son's skills are really good, aren't they? Su Xianzi." A leading figure of Hell Gate said to Su Qiurong with a gloomy smile. It turned out that these people began to see Yang Huanyu calling Su Qiurong "mother", and then seeing her calling Yan Ji "brother", they subconsciously thought that Yan Ji was also Su Qiurong's son.

Su Qiurong suddenly stood up, stopped Yan Ji, and shouted to the leader of the hell gate, "Don't hurt him!"

"Why should I listen to you?" The leader of the hell gate smiled again. A pair of obscene eyes kept looking at Su Qiurong and Yang Huanyu and smiled maliciously, "Su Fairy is very beautiful, and your little daughter is also a beautiful embryo. If you can feast our eyes, I can consider letting your son go."

After this leader opened his mouth, other disciples of Hellmen also said with a few words and laughed, "Yes, if your mother and daughter make us a little wife, Yang Zhong's name will definitely be famous all over the world, hahaha..."

Su Qiurong couldn't stand their verbal humiliation. Her face turned red and she scolded harshly, "Shameless villain, kill me if you have the ability!"

The leader of the hell gate was not angry. He looked at Su Qiurong's face a few times and said with a gloomy smile, "Don't you want to keep your son's daughter's life? Your son was born beautiful, and your daughter was beautiful, and she died like this. Won't you, as a mother, feel sad?

This sentence hit Su Qiurong's pain. Of course, she wants to save the lives of her daughter and Yan Ji. However, she is now seriously injured and can't lift her strength to repel the hell gate killers in front of her. She is so anxious that the small sweat on her forehead keeps oozing out.

The leader of the Hell Gate saw Su Qiurong sweating and sneered at her. Then he looked at Yan Ji lying on the ground moaning and found that his arms and back were full of large wounds, bloody. He thought he was hurt a lot, so he asked contemptuously, "Young man, it must hurt a lot, right?" Aren't you afraid? If you are afraid, hide under your mother's skirt. If you are a tough man who is not afraid of death, I will kill you with a knife. What do you think? Are you afraid or not, answer me..."

"Hang!"

A crisp sword sounded quickly, and the words of the leader of the hell gate stopped abruptly when he said the word "I" and there was no words.

After everyone reacted, they looked at the leader and found that there was a small blood mark between his neck, and the blood slowly oozed out.

The person who did this is Yan Ji.

"You want to die!" Those hell gate killers rushed up in an instant and raised their hands to attack Yan Ji.

Just as they took action, a dazzling golden light suddenly lit up on Yan Ji's body. In the light curtain, there were ancient words the size of a palm, flying and spinning. Then, the golden light and the golden ancient characters, like long whale absorbing water, suddenly attached to Yan Ji's body, turned into bursts of golden breath, and penetrated into Yan Ji's body.

"This... seems to be the spell mentioned in the heavenly book..." Many people recognized this skill, opened their mouths in surprise, and couldn't believe their eyes.

It is said that the Book of Heaven is a sacred book of immortals in ancient times, which is the holy book passed down by the nine heavenly Xuannu to the emperor of Shenzhou, to help him defeat the demon saint Chiyou. The Book of Heaven is not only a treasure book of cultivation introduced into the world. The subtleties can be imagined. At this moment, it reappears in the world, which is respectful and frightening. I can't imagine the strength of people who have practiced the Book of Heaven.

After that, two huge real forces lingered around Yan Ji's body, forming a resolute aura and blocking the attack of the killers of Hell Gate.

The airflow hovered around Yan Ji's body and gradually formed a black vortex in place. With the sound of a dragon-like sword, a dark blue sword pillar rose from the center of the black vortex and rushed to the clouds, illuminating the surging clouds in the night sky.

With the blue sword light, you can clearly see that the black and white clouds in the sky are centered on the cyan sword pillar, gradually intertwined into a Taiji pattern and rotating rapidly. On the Taiji map, where the black and white clouds intersect, there is a dazzling thunder and lightning light, and makes a "thorn" sound, one by one, following the Xuanqing sword pillar, quickly attached to the ground, on the tip of the Jinghong Fairy Sword.

The next moment, the quiet mountains and fields were completely broken by the sound of thunder and lightning. From a distance, countless thunder and lightning split from the air to the ground, as if Thor was angry and wanted to destroy everything with thunder and lightning.

In the blind thunder, no one can open their eyes, so no one can see the direction of escape.

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In the dark night, the night rain gradually stopped, and the wind and clouds gradually dispersed. The originally dark night sky lit up sparsely with a few stars. It seemed that the sky had cleared up.

Somewhere in the mountain stream, a faint golden light flashed. Looking through the light, there were three figures in the golden curtain. Two were sitting and the other was standing. It was Su Qiurong.

At this time, golden ancient words appeared around Yan Ji's body. After a moment, those words all turned into golden breath and then penetrated into the bodies of Su Qiurong and Yang Huanyu.

After a long time, after the golden light, Su Qiurong and her son slowly opened their eyes and stood up to move freely. They felt that the wounds on their bodies had suddenly recovered 70% or 80%, and they could no longer feel any discomfort.

Yang Huanyu was surprised and happy. She admired her "brother" very much, held her mother's wrist with a smile, and said, "Mom, have you seen it? My brother is really good at it. He healed my injury at once. I don't feel sad at all now."

Su Qiurong nodded slightly, reached out and touched behind her daughter's head, and smiled, "I saw it."

At this point, as if she suddenly remembered something forgotten, she could no longer talk and laugh with her daughter. She quickly walked to Yan Ji and asked Yan Ji with a worried and grateful look, "You have exhausted your strength to heal our wounds. I'm afraid you will be even more uncomfortable, stupid child."

Yan Ji stood still, his face was as white as paper, and he looked not in good spirits. He heard Su Qiurong's words, raised his heavy head and looked at Su Qiurong and said, "It's nothing. Just rest for one night."

Yang Huanyu followed. As soon as he heard Yan Ji's situation, his little heart was suddenly sad. He hurried forward and held Yan Ji's arm and said gently, "Does your body matter? I'll help you sit down and rest for a while.

Yan Ji looked at her softly caring about herself, and her heart suddenly felt warm. Looking at her beautiful round face for a moment, she shook her head and said to her, "I haven't been asked to be supported yet. Don't make it so serious."

With that, he broke away Yang Huanyu's hand and found a smooth rock on the ground and sat on it. Yang Huanyu squeezed his lips and followed him to sit next to him. Feeling that he was far away from him, he moved to his side and sat down, almost sticking her delicate body to Yan Ji's body.

The skin and flesh on Yan Ji's body were worn a lot. At this moment, she was so close to Yang Huanyu that she was touched by her delicate body on the wound. Yan Ji moaned in pain and subconsciously left her for a distance.

At this time, Yang Huanyu also came forward and rubbed his pain with his hand, which made him scream. Fortunately, Su Qiurong also came over and sat down, stretched out her hand to pull Yang Huanyu back, and said angrily, "Yuer, don't mess around. Don't make trouble."

Yang Huanyu realized that the more she wanted to help Yan Ji, the more painful it made Yan Ji. She lowered her mouth and sat next to her mother.

At this moment, Yan Ji looked very in poor spirits. As soon as she sat there, she didn't want to move or talk. Su Qiurong stared at his expression and her eyes fell into anxiety. After a long time, she suddenly asked him, "Do you... think we are still enemies? Have you ever thought about how to face the teacher when you help us like this?

After asking a sentence, I waited for a long time and didn't see Yan Ji answer. I saw Yan Ji sitting there with his head down and motionless. Su Qiurong frowned and looked closer to find that he was sitting there asleep.

"Brother, you..."

Yang Huanyu just wanted to wake up Yan Ji, but Su Qiurong suddenly covered her mouth, gently knocked on her head, and lowered her voice to remind her: "Stupid girl, my brother is asleep. Why do you wake him up? Why don't you let your brother have a good rest?"

Yang Huanyu was covered with her mouth by her mother and nodded to indicate that she understood.

Su Qiurong then let go of Yang Huanyu's mouth and looked at Yan Ji sitting there sleeping. There was a gentle light in her eyes. Then she put the teenager who looked like her son on the rock and stretched her calf over to let the teenager sleep on her calf so that the teenager could sleep more comfortably.

When Yang Huanyu saw that Yan Ji had fallen asleep, she felt bored and had nothing to say. She yawned a few times and felt drowsy. Su Qiurong took a look at her daughter, then reached out and held her in her arms and let her sleep in her arms.

After a moment of silence, he asked his daughter in a low voice, "Yuer, do you think my brother is a good man? Is your brother treating you well?

Yang Huanyu's sleepiness came, and his consciousness gradually blurred. He replied vaguely, "My brother is very good... It's good for me... I like my brother very much..."

Then he muttered some inaudible words, and gradually lost his voice, as if he had fallen asleep.

"I like it!" Su Qiurong trembled slightly and said these two words. However, her face quickly calmed down, gently stroked her daughter's hair, and asked her daughter, "Yuer, what do you think is 'like'?"