Zhong Minyan stared at Xuan Ji's body turning into ten thousand fluorescent lights, disappearing in front of her eyes. The tears on her face were cold and flowing down her chin to her chest. He did not reach out to wipe it. He seemed to have become a wooden man, not moving for a moment.

Suddenly someone slapped the shoulder, it was Ruoyu. He whispered: "Let's go."

Zhong Minyan was silent for a long time before he said lightly: "Ruoyu...you..."

Ruoyu smiled bitterly, hooked his shoulders, led him forward, and whispered: "Isn't it too dangerous for you to be here alone?"

Zhong Minyan bit her lip tightly and said tremblingly: "You...but..."

Ruoyu said calmly: "He is fine. The people from Lize Palace will not die so easily. I avoided the vital points, don't worry."

Zhong Minyan could no longer hold it back, and once again, tears flowed like a spring. He covered his face with his hands and said nothing.

Ruoyu stopped and waited quietly by the side, listening to his rapid breathing and choking. After a long time, he suddenly spoke: "I heard it that night... I heard it."

Zhong Minyan looked up quickly, and Ruoyu said again: "Sorry, I didn't eavesdrop on purpose. But this matter is very important, you are reckless, and if you are not careful, all your previous efforts will be wasted. Therefore, I decided to help you. Two people are better than one person."

Zhong Minyan finally stopped tears and wiped his face with his sleeves, but his eyes were still red. He said with a strong nasal voice: "But you are from Lizegong, won't your master blame you?"

Ruoyu shook his head: "At this time, why don't you blame me? Ruoyu is not the one who abandoned his friends in danger!"

Zhong Minyan looked at him gratefully. He played with Yu Sifeng since he was a child and experienced dangers. He was a life-and-death friend who lived by life and death. Therefore, although Ruoyu took good care of himself along the way, he didn't take it too seriously. Until this moment, he realized that this person was truly a real hero with courage, and his favor and trust in his heart suddenly soared.

"Fortunately, Linglong's soul has finally been taken back, and it's not a waste of this."

Zhong Minyan felt a little more comfortable when he heard what he said, but when he thought that Chen Minjue had his right arm cut off, his life and death were unknown, and he was still here, there was another bitterness in his throat.

Ruoyu sighed, "There was nothing we could do about it at that time. Fortunately, you and I will stay here as well, so I will take care of you in the future. It will be the same if I save him after the matter is done."

Seeing Zhong Minyan's expression was confused, he patted his arm and whispered: "Let's go. The matter is important."

Zhong Minyan was stunned for a long time, then sighed and turned around and walked back to the side hall. Wu Tong was still sitting on the chair, lowering his head to repair his nails. The disciples of Xuanyuan Sect were all over the ground, injured, unconscious, and wailing, but he didn't even tremble in the tip of his eyebrows.

Seeing that the two of them came over, he smiled slightly and said softly: "Has you killed it?"

Ruoyu said loudly: "I was piercing his sword through his chest. That guy ran away quickly. I don't know if he would die. But even if he didn't die, he would have to rest for at least half a year and he would not be able to cause trouble for the time being."

Wu Tong said "yes" and didn't say anything. Zhong Minyan saw Chen Minjue lying in the corner, resting his broken arm next to him, and his life and death were unknown. He felt sad again. He held back his face and only bit his teeth and clattered.

Wu Tong suddenly clapped his hands, but saw more than a dozen demons gushing out from behind the hall, and the demon who had brought them in was among them. The two of them were shocked and glad, fortunately they didn't choose to fight with him at the beginning, otherwise he would call out the demons guarding behind them, and all of them would have died.

"Band the man's wound and still send it back." Wu Tong ordered calmly, "These people in the hall... will drag them out to feed the Tengu if they are dead, and get out and apply medicine if they are alive. A bunch of useless things!"

The demons followed the orders, and soon the side hall was cleaned up. No matter whether the Xuanyuan Sect disciples were really dead or unconscious, they would throw them away as dead people and feed them to Tiangou.

Seeing that he was so cruel, Zhong Minyan felt a little cold. But he heard Wu Tong laugh and said, "Are you very surprised that you came into Buzhou Mountain with Xuanyun Dafa. The fragrance is almost burned. Others can go back, but you can't go back?"

Ruoyu and Zhong Minyan looked at each other and said in unison: "Please help the deputy hall master solve his doubts."

Wu Tong said slowly: "Look at the ring on his hand."

When they came in, each of them was given a black iron ring. They didn't know what they were for, but after he said that he realized that wearing this ring would allow them to stay in Buzhou Mountain without being discovered by the gods.

"This is an unfinished piece of black iron left by the White Emperor of the East when he cast the two swords of evil and exorcism. He took it to the master and injected spiritual energy. Wear it, you can cross the yin and yang realms at will... But, you can't go to the heaven, so it's not a good thing."

He played with the ring in his hand, and his words were extremely arrogant.

Ruoyu smiled and said, "The deputy hall master has such a skill, and he will definitely achieve great results in the future. What is the mere heavenly realm worth when traveling between the six realms?"

Wu Tong laughed, suddenly raised his hand lazily, and heard a crisp slap. Ruoyu covered her cheeks with a slap without saying a word. There was a crack on her lips and blood flowed down.

"Stop saying these boring words." He said lightly.

This person was really moody, and Zhong Minyan felt even more shocked. Ruoyu whispered, and looked up at Zhong Minyan looking at him worriedly. He curled the corners of his lips and smiled slightly, indicating that he was not injured.

Wu Tong said slowly, "I am just a deputy hall master, or the right hall master. There are the left hall master and the main hall master on it, but they don't come back often, so I will temporarily do the things here. When you see the other two hall masters in the future, you must be respectful and not offend them. Do you understand?"

The two of them said yes in unison.

Wu Tong suddenly smiled and waved, "Come here, I'm very interested in Lizegong and Shaoyang Sect. Tell me some."

He was going to find out the secrets of the Immortal Cultivation Sect from their mouths. Zhong Minyan and the other two dared not disobey, so they had to go forward and make up their minds to only pick up things that everyone knows. When he asked about other things, he pretended not to know.

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When Xuan Ji woke up, she felt that she was in a soft place, warm and fragrant. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the green gauze tent hanging in front of her and the strange and beautiful carvings on the roof. She couldn't react to where it was.

There seemed to be someone talking in a low voice outside the room. Her body moved slightly, and she felt a dull pain in her chest. This pain stimulated her and recognized that this was Golmud Town. She just didn't understand why she returned here from the sacrificial platform. She struggled to sit up, and the stars in front of her eyes were jumping around, her chest was stuffy and painful, and she couldn't help but open her mouth and vomit.

The people outside the house immediately stopped talking and pushed the door and rushed in. It was Chu Lei and the other three.

"Xuan Ji!" Seeing her awakening, Chu Yinghong couldn't help but feel moved. She hurriedly sat by the bed and gently pressed her back, "You have suffered internal injuries, don't move!"

Xuan Ji twisted her fingers on the quilt, remembering the tragic things that happened in Buzhou Mountain, tears immediately flowed down the corners of her eyes.

"Where is Si Feng?" she asked, her voice hoarse and rough, not like her own.

Chu Lei sighed, "He is in a dangerous situation. His chest is close to his heart and is penetrated. I wonder if he can survive these days."

Xuan Ji's face was pale and stunned for a long time before muttering: "If he...if he dies...I, I..."

Chu Yinghong was afraid that she would have the idea of ​​self-destruction when she was hurt, so she hurriedly held her hand and said, "That sword was very tricky, it didn't hurt the vital points, it was just bleeding too much. As long as you lasted tonight, it would be fine! You are also covered in scars, don't worry about these things first."

Xuan Ji didn't know if she listened, but just nodded blankly.

Seeing her appearance, Chu Yinghong felt a lot of pain, but she couldn't think of words to comfort her, so she had to lower her head and wipe her tears. Chu Lei came over and looked at her. The three of them rushed to the sacrificial platform to wait early in the morning. They originally reported that they would be fine if they had successfully saved people or not. As long as they came back safely, everything would be fine. He even thought about how to take back the words to Zhong Minyan and expel them from the sect. Unexpectedly, the five people went to Buzhou Mountain and only came back, and they were still in danger.

He knew in his heart that something must have happened, but his lips trembled slightly and he couldn't even ask.

Xuan Ji touched her chest for a long time, and her face suddenly changed drastically, and she said sternly: "Where is the bottle?!" After she was seriously injured, her face was not good-looking, and her shock was even more pale, no different from a dead person.

Chu Yinghong hurriedly took out the small crystal bottle from under the pillow, "Here."

Xuan Ji took it, looked at the colorful soul inside with peace of mind, then looked up, looked at Chu Lei, and whispered: "This is... Linglong soul. And... Senior Brother Six asked me to tell my father... He said: Zhong Minyan was lucky to be unfair to fate!"

When the three of them heard that they had brought Linglong's soul back, they couldn't help but be shocked, happy and sad. They were so shocked that they were able to do this, although they were scarred; they were so happy that Linglong could finally be saved; they were sad that Zhong Minyan did not come back, perhaps because he died in Buzhou Mountain, and he couldn't even bury his bones with a piece of loess.

Chu Lei said in a trembling voice: "What do you...Minyan's words mean? How is he?"

Xuan Ji closed his eyes tiredly and said softly: "Sixth Senior Brother... He stayed in Buzhou Mountain and became Wu Tong's subordinate... Wu Tong is still alive and has become the deputy hall master of those demons... Daddy, have you ever asked Senior Brother Six to do something? He... It has been very wrong these days, and even...killed the second Senior Brother's arm..."

Chu Leihola stood up from the bedside, her face looked extremely complicated, both confused and heartbroken, and mixed with some anger.

"He took it seriously?"

Xuan Ji whispered: "I don't know...but something was wrong with him since he saw you that night... I, when I left, he cried very sadly... So I think someone must have forced him to do this..."

She opened her eyes and looked at Chu Lei steadily. Although she was sick, her eyes were shiny and terrifying.

Chu Lei had nothing to say, and he was extremely confused. Naturally, he would not explain to his little daughter that he had not allowed Zhong Minyan to sneak into the demon. In fact, from her eyes, it could be seen that she no longer trusted him, so no matter how many words were, it would be in vain.

He Yang, who had been silent, suddenly spoke and asked softly: "Xiao Xuanji, where is another disciple of Li Ze Palace? He hasn't come back?"

It would be fine if he didn't mention Ruoyu. When he mentioned him, Xuan Ji immediately thought of the scene where he pierced Yu Sifeng's chest with his sword. Behind the mask, his eyes were as dark as the night sky and he could not see anything. This scene made her tremble all over, and her chest felt severe pain. She climbed beside the bed and vomited, but couldn't vomit anything.

Chu Yinghong felt very distressed. She glared at her husband with a reproachful look, raised her hand and gently stroked her back, and whispered: "Don't be anxious... Say it slowly. It's okay..."

Xuan Ji vomited for a while, then slumped back exhausted, and said in a trembling voice: "He... Ruoyu, he also stayed! He killed Si Feng... He killed!"

The three of them didn't know what to say, things would turn out like this, they were really something they could not have imagined before. Why did the two young men betray the masters and join the demons? Is it really like Xuan Ji said, someone forced them? But they rushed from the Shaoyang Sect, without stopping, and never saw them on the way.

So, who is it? What's going on?

Seeing Xuan Ji's eyes were red, but his face was extremely pale. Chu Yinghong knew that she could not ask any more, and said softly: "It's all over. Si Feng is fine... If you are injured, don't move around, have a good sleep. When you wake up tomorrow morning, Si Feng will be fine."

Xuan Ji had always listened to her very much, so she nodded and closed her eyes. Chu Yinghong turned around and signaled to the other two people, and was about to get up and go out quietly, but she grabbed her hand hard.

"Aunt Hong, I'm afraid..." She said softly, and she never said this coquettish tone since she arrived at Xiaoyang Peak. Chu Yinghong felt sad in her heart, and sat back, holding her hand, and said softly: "Aunt Hong won't leave, I'll be here to accompany you."

He Yang and Chu Lei quietly closed the door and walked outside. Chu Lei's face turned gloomy and he returned to the guest room without saying a word. He Yang knew that he felt extremely uncomfortable, not to mention that he had always been a strong man. Even if he cut off the pain in his hands and feet, he was unwilling to let others see him, so he did not disturb him and went to Yu Sifeng's place by himself.

The boy was lying on the bed, with bandages wrapped around his chest, and blood stains on it. He seemed to have no breathing. After a long time, his chest was slightly up and down. His condition was actually very dangerous, his pulse was sometimes gone, and he would die at any time.

He Yang sat beside the bed, grabbed his meridian door, and slowly instilled true qi into it, hoping to protect his heart. Among the three, he was the most wisest of medical principles, so he did not tell anyone that the sword actually hit his vital point. If it were an ordinary person, he would have died on the spot. Because he was a cultivator and his body was much stronger than others, he could last until now.

Moreover, he discovered something very strange. He Yang slowly raised his arm, and Yu Sifeng's ribs were immediately clear. Three black beads were embedded on both sides of his ribs, neither gold nor jade, with words engraved on them. They were touched with their hands, without moving at all.

What is this? With his extensive knowledge, he doesn't even know it.

He Yang looked at it for a while before putting down his arm and continuing to infusate his true energy.

I hope he can survive this night. He shook his head silently.

Chu Yinghong sat by the bed, and the surroundings gradually became darker. Xuan Ji on the bed didn't move, holding her hand tightly, as if it was the only pillar in the storm. After a long time, she thought she was asleep and leaned forward to look.

Under the stars, she closed her eyes tightly and tears flowed.
Chapter completed!