"Brother..." Zuo Qinghan kept seeing it, and Xiuquan clenched her sweat early, but the other party's cultivation was too strong, so powerful that it was unimaginable. She wanted to stop her, but she couldn't move at all.

Lu Chen was the same. Seeing that the "Ghost Pill" was controlled, he wanted to fight with the other party, but in the end, he could not move. It was a kind of imprisonment from the body, soul, Nascent Soul, and spiritual consciousness. His magic power was firmly suppressed in his body and could not be activated at all.

"Puff..." Lu Chen almost fainted after spraying a mouthful of blood.

The Dharma body carries its own Nascent Soul. Including the time in the quiet space, Lu Chen has practiced for thousands of years and has recently practiced the Nanming Immortal Fire, but he has even lost his ability to do things: Who is this person?

Just then, an old figure passed by in the starry sky, and a low and angry voice suddenly sounded in the void: "Xuan Ye, enough."

The light and shadow flashed, and an old woman appeared in front of the three of them with a wooden crutch, blocking Lu Chen and Zuo Qinghan behind him. When Lu Chen saw that, who else could it be if he was not a witch?

"Mother-in-law...he..." Zuo Qinghan ran over and pointed at Xuan Ye so angry that he was about to speak, but the witch waved her hand to stop her.

Ignoring Zuo Qinghan, the witch looked at Xuan Ye coldly and said, "Time has come, why don't you come here?"

Lu Chen looked at the two of them. When Xuan Ye heard this, he laughed. Letting go had nothing to do with Lu Chen, and he became like a sleeping "Ghost Pill" and said, "It's nothing, I just want to see what the beneficiaries of the Great Yan Immortal Art look like? By the way, I'll give Mr. Jing a message..."

"Talk?" Lu Chen resisted the severe pain, stood up with Zuo Qinghan's support, and said gloomyly: "Where is Mr. Jing? How did you do him?"

Lu Chen had already heard something. Xuan Ye in front of him was probably a master of level magnitude as Jing Lao, far from being comparable to him. Everything he did to him was obviously not what Mr. Jing Lao meant. This shows that he had a grudge against Mr. Jing Lao and had a grudge against him, but he was not a friend anyway.

Jing Lao is his good teacher and friend. It can be said that he has achieved his current status and Jing Lao has made the greatest contribution. Not only should he thank Jing Lao, he also regards Jing Lao as his closest relative. Jing Lao is in trouble, and no matter how powerful the enemy is, he cannot sit idly by.

Thinking in his heart, Lu Chen didn't know where he got the strength, so he stood up due to his injuries, and couldn't help but surprise Xuan Ye on the opposite side: "Huh? Not bad? You can still stand and talk to me when you are damaged. Not bad."

"Don't talk nonsense, where is Mr. Jing?" Lu Chen, no matter what the Heavenly King, the gods and Buddhas in the sky, cursed.

Xuan Ye looked angry and said coldly: "Do you know? Just by your words, I can let you die without a place to die."

As soon as this said, the surrounding space suddenly became extremely cold. Countless snowflakes as big as fists fell in the void. The cold air of the snowflakes made Lu Chen feel that the blood was about to solidify in an instant. If it weren't for the witch who waved his hand in time to support the Qi Gang to cover the two of them, Lu Chen knew that he would have become an ice man long ago.

"What a terrible strength..." Lu Chen took a deep breath. No matter how he said that, he was a master of the Mahayana stage. He couldn't even resist a snowflake. How strong is this person?

Just as he was about to say something, the witch hurriedly grabbed Lu Chen and signaled him not to act rashly.

Xuan Ye's momentum was reduced, and the snowflakes dissipated, leaving only the frozen void around him reflecting the blazing white light that could only be reflected by a mirror. Xuan Ye changed his previous gloomy chill and said, "However, I promised Mr. Jing that I won't make things difficult for you for the time being, or just pretend that you poured me three bowls of wine, I won't accept your bad life today. Lu Chen, from now on, Mr. Jing thinks that my master is my servant and will not come to you again. You don't have to go looking for him everywhere."

After saying that, Xuan Ye turned around and was about to leave, and Lu Chen suddenly shouted, "Stop."

Lu Chen heard that this person should not be your master or his servant. He has always attached great importance to himself. Even if he is a master or servant, there is no reason not to show up and fall into this person's hands. However, according to Xuan Ye's meaning, Old Jing seems to be in danger of life now. However, even if there is no danger now, it does not mean that there is no danger in the future. It is very likely that Old Jing is afraid that Xuan Ye will kill him and use him to make some kind of deal with Xuan Ye. No matter what it is, Lu Chen cannot let Mr. Jing get into trouble.

Xuan Ye turned around and looked at Lu Chen with contempt. Lu Chen gritted his teeth tightly and said hatefully: "I don't care who you are, or let me know that something happened to Mr. Jing. Even if I searched all three realms and six paths, I, Lu Chen, would tear you into abyss. Please remember."

"Haha." Xuan Ye seemed to hear the biggest joke in his life. He laughed wildly for a while with disdain, his eyes turned evil and he said contemptuously: "A person who can't even protect himself is still speaking wildly. If it weren't for me and Mr. Jing, you would have died a thousand times long ago. Boy, let's talk about it for millions of years."

Before the words were finished, the figure had disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"Puff..." Lu Chen said those words with Xuan Ye's pressure. Lu Chen seemed to feel that he had used all his life's strength. The pressure was removed. Lu Chen couldn't help but fainted in pain. After resting for more than half an hour, he calmed down. But now, let alone Xuan Ye, even a master in the Nascent Soul stage came, he could take his life. It can be seen how much consumption was just now.

"Brother, are you okay?" Zuo Qinghan's tears fell in an anxious way. She had only a good body and had no place to perform.

Lu Chen waved his hand, not caring about his injuries, looked up at the witch and asked, "Mother-in-law, tell me, how is Mr. Jing doing now?"

"Oh!" The witch seemed to have grown a lot older and said, "Child, I'm not afraid to tell you, the old man...is very dangerous..."

"What?" Lu Chen was shocked, and the blood flowed backwards, causing the injury, and the internal troubles worsened: "Mother-in-law, please save Mr. Jing."

Lu Chen knew that he was powerless and had no ability to save Mr. Jing, so he could only beg the witch.

Unexpectedly, the witch said, "Oh! I can't save you. Xuan Ye is too powerful. I don't have this ability, old woman."

"Is mother-in-law okay, either? Who is he?" Zuo Qinghan asked anxiously.

The witch said, "You don't need to know who he is now. Only when the old woman goes back can she find a way to save the old man's life. In addition, it depends on his fortune. If you want to say that the person who can be saved, the three realms and six paths do not exist. But you are an exception."

"Me?" Lu Chen was stunned.

"That's right. It's you." A cold light suddenly appeared in the witch's eyes: "In the three realms, there are thousands of fortunes, and the ancient mysteries of heaven are hidden, fate, reincarnation, heavenly secrets, and fortunes are numerous, and heaven has its own abnormalities..." After the witch said something that made Lu Chen obscure and difficult to understand, she looked at Lu Chen with deep meaning: "Child, mother-in-law is going to leave now, and the girl wants to go with me, don't blame me, and don't blame the girl, she must leave you, although you don't believe it, this is your life. Who made you choose to "kill the orphan", from the moment you opened the Shenxiao Palace, you are destined to be a mortal, and your destiny will be destined to be a mortal, and your destiny will be destined to be a heaven."

"Heaven determines my fate? God determines my fate?" Lu Chen kept muttering, his tone was endlessly sad. Suddenly, Lu Chen roared unwillingly: "I don't believe that God can determine my fate. People in the cultivation world are going against the will of heaven. Why is my fate determined by him?" Lu Chen pointed at the sky and cursed.

The witch sighed quietly and said, "Believe or not is with you. But I can tell you that Xuan Ye should not appear in the mortal world, but it is precisely because of your abnormality that he appears. This is a variable, and it is also a secret of heaven. The so-called secret of heaven cannot be revealed, but the secret of heaven is everywhere. You cannot understand many things yet, and I cannot tell you. Everything depends on your fortune. If you don't want Han'er to be in danger again, you must learn to let go and endure the vast sky for a while. This is the truth. Also, the way to cultivate evil is full of dangers. All those who are related to you will sink into the sea of ​​suffering and will have no end to fruition. This is also a fortune. Your sect and your friends, as your strength improves, the coefficient of danger will continue to intensify. When it is time to let go, you must let go. You are destined to be lonely, but if you have an abnormality, it depends on yourself."

The witch's words were desolate and sad, and it was creepy just by listening. It was like Lu Chen's words, but his words were so sharp that he seemed to have a clear understanding of the secrets of heaven, and Lu Chen couldn't help but believe it.

In my memory, Lu Chen opened one thrilling scene after another, and it seemed that everyone who had something to do with him would encounter countless troubles and survive with the crisis. When I was practicing evil, Mr. Jing compared himself to a person like the star of the demise. It was common for him to encounter difficulties and encounter difficulties, but Lu Chen actually had a little faith.

After returning to his faith, Lu Chen would never be willing to accept it. Looking at his lover who was already covered in pear blossoms and rain, Lu Chen felt even more unwilling: "Mother-in-law, tell me what to do to make me not lonely."

"Kill..." The witch, who has always been a model of friendship, said a word in her mouth, and said: "The road to killing the lonely is paved with blood. If the heaven wants to destroy you, you will go against the will of heaven. This road is coming out. If the killing defeats the heaven, you will not be alone."

"I will not be alone if I kill you." Lu Chen gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly.

The witch saw hope in Lu Chen's eyes and couldn't help but nod. The veteran hand, like a chicken feet, raised a light smile, and a shiny treasure mirror appeared in her palm.

"Xuan Guang Mirror?" Lu Chen read it correctly. The witch was holding the mysterious mirror of the old man Qi Jing.

When he handed the Xuanguang Mirror to Lu Chen, the witch said, "This is something that the old man gave to you at all his risk of his life. Xuanye doesn't know. If you take him well, if the old man leaves him here, when your strength reaches a level that is sufficient to make the Xuanguang Mirror recognize, it will naturally open up. Then you will know what the old man has arranged for you."

After the witch finished speaking, she glanced at Zuo Qinghan indifferently and said, "I'll give you 60 breaths. I know you still have something to say, but you have to hurry up and leave before Xuan Ye, otherwise the consequences of the old man will be unimaginable." After that, the witch flew away.

When the witch walked away, Zuo Qinghan knelt beside Lu Chen, and his delicate little face seemed to be crying.

After sobbing for a while, Zuo Qinghan wiped his tears and said softly: "Brother, don't blame Han'er. Han'er is not afraid of death, but Han'er has more important things to do. He must go back with his mother-in-law."

Lu Chen looked gloomy and knew that Zuo Qinghan had to leave, so he asked, "Tell me, where can I find you?"

Zuo Qinghan understood Lu Chen's intentions. The two depended on each other since childhood, and had a secret relationship. They suffered from the fate of the evil Tao and had always parted and reunited. However, their love never faded. Even if they were in the same direction, they would have thought about each other. Zuo Qinghan said: "Open the mysterious mirror, and your brother will know Han'er's whereabouts. Han'er is waiting for his brother, waiting forever, and Lin'er..."

"Lin'er?" Lu Chen was stunned and grabbed Zuo Qinghan's arms with his last strength and asked in surprise: "Lin'er? What Lin'er?"

The smile of the girl Zuo Qinghan disappeared, and suddenly a trace of the love that Lu Chen had seen in Panyun's eyes was revealed, and he said, "Lin'er is our child..."

"boom!"

The surprise came too quickly, causing Lu Chen's mind to go blank: "You mean, our children? Do we have children?"

"Han'er..." Lu Chen was asking in surprise, but the witch in the distance was shocked and shouted: "You have said too much, come with me now..."

Zuo Qinghan dared not disobey. In Lu Chen's opinion, it seemed that it was the biggest taboo to say that he had a child. He also felt that Zuo Qinghan was not resentful of the witch's unreasonableness, and it must be a big article. Lu Chen was about to ask a question, but was covered by Zuo Qinghan's little hand and shook his head and said, "Brother, Han'er can't say it now. You just need to know that this time, this time, Han'er lost his skills and could only be retrieved from the mortal world. And going back again is also for Lin'er. You must hurry up, I, old Jing, mother-in-law, Lin'er is waiting for you."

After saying a few words reluctantly, Zuo Qing (9) Han finally stood up and then stepped back step by step. The two closely connected hands separated so hard, until the depths of the void were only Lu Chen himself.

Deep in the void, the lonely figure was half happy and half sad intoxicated by the bitter wind, recalling the changes that came, Lu Chen could not say what he felt. He only knew that someone had left, Old Jing was in danger, and he had another child, and he had never met: "Is his name Lin'er?"

Lu Chen half-kneeled and half-sitted on the clouds of Wusha, looking up at the starry sky. The stars in the sky were particularly dazzling, but immediately, the glow dimmed again: Old Jing? There is danger. Damn...

He cursed viciously, and Lu Chen pointed at Changkong and shouted: "God, I don't care about your fucking arrangement for me. Even if there is one, I will change my fate against the will of heaven."

"Peng!" After making up his mind, Lu Chen stood up angrily. He had just recovered a little bit of magic power and actually opened the jade tile space. When half of his foot stepped into the jade tile space, Lu Chen decided to: The road to killing the lonely, I want to fight out a bloody road to heaven.
Chapter completed!