Chapter 09 Critical

The leader of the Hell Gate said, "There is no impenetrable wall in the world. I also know that you have found the whereabouts of the peerless evil sword from the 'sky'. Five hundred years ago, it was sealed by Qin Lin in a mysterious ice for thousands of years. You captured the fire unicorn in order to take out the 'Jiuyang fire beads' in its body. , to melt the tens of thousands of years of mysterious ice!"

Duanmu picked flowers and smiled faintly, and continued with a tacit understanding: "Your holy dragon religion can no longer accommodate our two families. If you want to get that sword that is enough to go against the sky, do our two families still have a way to live?"

She suddenly sighed and said, "Among the three families, you have always had the greatest power of the Holy Dragon Sect. You have twelve ghosts, five dragons, and masters. And the only people we can speak of Lianhua Valley are the four people who are called the 'Four Heavenly Kings of Lianhua Valley' by you. In addition to the twelve ghost kings, the Hell Gate is also five ghosts, so we can only unite to fight against your holy dragon religion.

As he spoke, his amorous eyes turned to the leader of the Hell Gate and asked, "Are you right? Ghost Saint!"

The man known as the ghost saint is the first of the five ghosts in Hell Gate, which is second only to the master Yan Luo. The ten thousand demon king Duanmu picking flowers is the most fierce figure among the four kings of Lianhua Valley. Few people have seen her methods and only know that she can control all the fierce beasts.

Not only will there be a bloody battle between the two demons, but also the infighting between the door valves of the magic alliance is also unintermitting, just to unify the major cultivation door valves.

Duanmu picking flowers and the ghost saint are both outstanding figures in their respective door valves. They are strategic and decisive, beyond ordinary people, and their vision is also far-reaching. They have been prepared for the Holy Dragon Religion for a long time and have long had the heart to annex the Holy Dragon Religion.

Just as the white dragon was at a loss, he suddenly heard a voice from the rear: "Why are you two here? The consequences of being the enemy of our Holy Dragon Religion are very serious.

Following the sound, it was the Qinglong Holy Envoy and the Red Dragon Envoy of the Holy Dragon Sect. The two of them rushed over with soldiers and horses twice as many as Hell Gate and Lianhua Valley.

Duanmu picking flowers and the ghost saint's face did not change, but smiled gently and gave an order: "Kill!"

The dark night seems to be covered with endless thick ink in the sky, without even the glimmer of stars.

The night was quiet, and everything on the earth fell asleep. Only the cyan figure stood quietly in the field. He seemed to have become a dry plant under the night, like a dead thing, without vitality.

What kind of sadness can you afford to watch the enemy in front of you, but you don't have the ability to kill him?

"If you want to practice honestly, when can you avenge your senior sister?"

He asked himself like this in his heart, and the anger of hatred kept burning him, making his heart start to be impetuous. He couldn't wait to find those people now and kill them all, but he didn't have the ability to kill all his enemies.

Once a person becomes impetuous, he will no longer be calm and calm, commonly known as: hot-headed.

He took out a Zhuguo from his arms, paused for a moment, and swallowed it resolutely. He wanted to try whether his meridian could withstand the true power of the two Zhuguo, but he was already ignoring the consequences that he could not bear.

A pink figure slowly came to him. Yan Ji noticed something and turned to look at the walking Ye Yunxiao without any expression or say a word. After a moment, he turned his head and looked at the night sky in a daze.

Ye Yunxiao's face was heavy and seemed to be very dissatisfied with Yan Ji. He only heard her ask coldly, "Are you such a person? When you were injured, she took care of you and fed you. Now that she is injured, you don't care. She was injured to save you!"

His heart trembled slightly and seemed to be touched, but he still did not turn around or say anything, and ignored Ye Yunxiao.

For a long time, Ye Yunxiao sighed and left, but the whispered words in her mouth made Yan Ji hear it.

"It's better to be good to a dog than to be good to people like you..."

Yan Ji listened to this scolding him, but was not angry. He just looked at the night sky in a daze, distracted and in a daze.

Under the ancient tree, the yellow-shirted girl sat quietly on the trunk without any movement, only gently breathing the air at night. On her calves and arms, there was a white cloth wrapped in many places, and the white cloth showed red blood stains, which were the wound pecked by the blood crow.

Suddenly, a slight footsteps sounded. She quickly looked back. In the dark, a blue figure came this way. At this moment, a few rays of light flashed from the girl's originally sad eyes, and the corners of her mouth moved slightly.

He walked slowly over and looked at the wound on Zhang Linger's body. His body trembled slightly, was silent for a moment, and shouted in a low voice: "Sister Zhang!"

Zhang Linger didn't say anything, but looked up at him and quietly waited for his next words.

"You were hurt to save me, I..." He seemed to want to say a lot of words and was depressed for a moment, but only said the words "I'm sorry".

Zhang Linger shook her head slightly, smiled, and said softly, "It doesn't matter!"

These are the four words she often talks about, as if she has been satisfied with what she has done for the teenager in exchange for an apology, and she is so easily satisfied.

"You..." Yan Ji dragged a long sound and finally said, "Can you still walk?"

Zhang Linger's face was a little shy and replied in a low voice, "I can still go."

Yan Ji stood stunned and was silent for a long time before saying, "If you walk, you will definitely shake the wound on your leg. I, I, carry you to find an inn to stay!"

After he said this, he almost didn't dare to look at the girl sitting in front of him and bowed her head and said nothing, and the yellow-shirted girl also bowed her head and said nothing, as if she hadn't heard Yan Ji's words and answered silently.

The two bowed their heads like this and were silent for a long time, but suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, so they looked up at each other. The two looked at each other for a short moment and retreated at the same time. At that moment, they both thought that the other's eyes had been staring at them and never left.

After a while, Yan Ji finally came forward, stretched out his hand to Zhang Linger and said, "Come on, it's always not good to recover in the wild."

Zhang Linger's face was crimson, but she could not be seen in the night. She calmed down for a moment, stretched out her jade-like hand and put it on the palm of her hand.

The night seemed to be a little darker, and the sky was dark and the sea.

In the dark night, the blue figure slowly walked forward. The yellow-shirted girl on her back lay quietly and leaned her head on her shoulder, as if she was about to fall asleep. The beautiful and quiet face is full of shallow sweetness, as if nothing in the world can be happier than her.

"Sister Zhang." Yan Ji shouted softly.

Zhang Linger didn't fall asleep and immediately answered, "What's wrong?"

Yan Ji paused and said, "When you are almost healed, let's separate!" I can't involve you anymore. This time I'm hurting you. I'm afraid that something will happen next time. I really can't let you do this.

"Separate..." Zhang Linger read these two words gently and shook her head and said, "It doesn't matter! Let's just be careful."

She wanted to say something and wanted to say a lot, but she didn't know why she couldn't say it. All she could say was the four words "It doesn't matter" and the four words she often said.

Yan Ji shook his head gently and said, "No, I will never drag you down again."

"You...you..." The two words "you" suddenly became a little hoarse, but then returned to normal. In the night, only a sound like a mosquito was heard: "You can't take care of yourself at all. You don't eat on time, but sometimes you don't eat or change clothes when you are hungry. You He is so impulsive..."

She paused for a long time and heard her voice choking and whispered, "If you really want to leave, you must learn to take care of yourself. Don't rush up desperately when you see the demons. If no one is by your side, you...you..."

His voice choked, but he couldn't speak.

He trembled slightly, stopped and stood in the night, speechless.

His heart seemed to have been hit and stopped there with others.

Is the woman on her back, a choking word, care? Do you want to warm his lonely and indifferent heart?

If you choke, is it a heart?

Yan Ji stood for a long time and fell into deep meditation. Suddenly, he felt several dragon-like hot air in his body, which spread to the internal organs and strange meridians in an instant. His whole body was as if he had been pricked by a needle and burned by fire, and he felt as if he was in a volcanic fire. A fever poured into his head, and he only felt dizzy. His body shook a few times and fell to the ground.

Zhu Guo is a rare fruit in the world. Eating one can penetrate the meridians, nourish the spirit, and increase the power of Jiazi. Now he has taken two of them, and the true qi gathered in his body is too strong to run between his meridians. The ordinary meridians can only withstand the divine power of one red fruit. If there are more than two, the meridians will soar due to the overload of true power, and even lead to the brokenness of the meridians.

Zhang Linger fell from Yan Ji's body and saw that Yan Ji suddenly fell into a coma, but she didn't know why. She thought that he was seriously injured while fighting with Bai Long. Zhang Linger was shocked and turned pale by Yan Ji. She quickly climbed forward and shouted his name. At that moment, the woman's cry was so heartbreaking that she seemed to cry.

Qin Shen, Ye Yunxiao and Xiao Yun, who were walking in front of him, came back. If it hadn't been in front of him, Zhang Linger would have cried.

Qin Shen grabbed Yan Ji's right hand and looked carefully at his pulse. After a moment, he saw that Qin Shen's face suddenly became solemn. He reached out and touched two red fruits in Yan Ji's arms and wanted to touch another one, but he could not touch it. There were only two red fruits left on his body.

Qin Shen was shocked and said tremblingly, "He, he took another Zhuguo, and the meridians in his body suddenly soared because they couldn't withstand the true power of two Zhuguo, which made him faint in pain."

With that, Qin Shen sighed and said in a low voice, "If I had known that he would be so anxious to revenge and be eager to enhance his cultivation, I would have only given him a Zhuguo."

Zhang Linger listened to Qin Shen's words and asked in horror, "Then what will happen to him?"

Qin Shen sighed again and said, "After all, his tendons and veins will burst because they can't bear it. Lightly, the meridians will be broken, and he will be abandoned. He will never be able to practice the truth, and the most important thing..." He didn't say any more, and anyone can guess what he will say later - he will die!