Destroy my Dantian and take away my holy body? I'll kill you all over the house

Xuanyuan Hui appeared in front of Dugu Xuan like a ghost, looking at her with cold eyes and murderous intent.

When He Yiming saw that the spirit master Dugu Xuan was controlled by a single move, he was so frightened that he was about to run away, but was blocked by a tall and mysterious figure.

The silver-white ghost face and the deep black eyes stared at He Yiming coldly through the mask.

He Yiming was shocked by the powerful and evil aura on his body, but he was not one to accept his fate. Just as he was about to draw his sword from his waist and make a sneak attack, the masked man suddenly raised his hand and unleashed an invisible wind blade. Without warning, He Yiming's hand that was trying to draw the sword was chopped off.

"Ah...hiss...my hand!"

He Yiming let out a wailing cry like a slaughtered pig. He tightly grasped the severed right arm with his left hand and arched his body like a heated shrimp, leaving him only to be slaughtered.

"If you try again, if you resist, I will chop off any part of you, including your tongue and your eyes!"

Rong Zheng's eyes were as cold as knives, and his voice had no warmth at all.

He Yiming screamed in pain and begged for mercy: "I don't dare, I don't dare anymore, please let me go. No, please let me go. My hand is broken and I can't make any big waves. Please let me go." Pass me..."

"You have to listen to her decision whether to let you go or not!"

Rong Zheng didn't comment, just sneered and turned to look at Yun Qian.

"Yun Qi, little apprentice, please cheer up. Take this blood-restoring pill from Master. If you have anything to say, tell Master slowly. Don't be in a hurry, Yun Qi. Wake up, Yun Qi..."

Yun Qian picked up He Yunqi's body that was lying in a pool of blood, and called him loudly while crying, while he stopped the bleeding, treated his wounds, and fed him a blood-restoring pill.

But it's of little use.

What He Yunqi stabbed was the heart, and the heart veins were severed. After such a long time, even if the gods came, there would be no way to save him.

"Master, I'm... cold... so cold..."

He Yunqi's closed eyes suddenly opened, and two rays of light came out. Although the sound was intermittent, it was still very clear.

Yun Qian was so happy that she hugged him tightly, crying and laughing: "Master, you won't feel cold anymore when I hold you. Yun Qi, are you feeling better? Yun Qi..."

Before she could finish her words, she felt the young man's body in her arms suddenly sag.

She sat blankly on the ground. Her originally pure white dress was stained with blood from He Yunqi's body, and red plum blossoms bloomed.

At this moment, light snow fell on the top of my head.

It added a touch of coldness and desolation to the sad atmosphere.

Tian Qingge fell into Zhao Yi's hands and was trampled on his back by his boots, unable to move.

He Renjie was stabbed on the left and right sides of his neck by Po Jun and Liang Shushen.

The culprits were all captured.

But the atmosphere was dead silent.

Rong Zheng glanced at He Yunqi in Yun Qian's arms with a slightly moved look, and said: "This boy really has a deep master-disciple relationship with you. I didn't expect that he is also a descendant of the Qingyuan Immortal Sect, and possesses the unique evil-proofing ability of the He family of the Qingyuan Sect. A spiritual body, a monk with an evil-repelling spiritual body, full of righteousness, is the nemesis of evil heretics, and with the blood of their hearts, he can break through the ten killing formations, but it is a pity that his cultivation level is too low, and he lost his life in vain!"

Initially, seeing Yun Qian hugging He Yunqi made him feel uncomfortable, but He Yunqi's behavior of sacrificing his life for righteousness also made him admire him, so he no longer cared about it, but felt sorry for him.

Yun Qian's eyes flashed with water, as if he didn't hear Rong Zheng's words at all.

In addition to sadness, it is self-blame.

Thinking of everything in the past, Yun Qian felt that she owed He Yunqi too much.

I still remember the first time they met, in the Chenxing Demonic Forest. Yun Qian fought off the alien beasts. He Yunqi was so full of admiration that he wanted to become his disciple on the spot. However, Yun Qian naturally liked to be a loner and did not look down upon He Yunqi.

It was not until later, when he arrived at Fenghua City, that Yun Qian changed his attitude.

In short, she was too cold to He Yunqi during his lifetime. If she was given another chance, she would definitely make it up to He Yunqi.

Where can you find a disciple who would risk his life for his master like this?

Yun Qian shook his head miserably. He couldn't be found. He would never be able to find a disciple as good as He Yunqi.

"Woo!"

A poignant and clear sound of the flute sounded from her waist.

At this time, the Star Demon Xiao automatically levitated, and with its melodious music, it escaped Yun Qian's control and slowly flew around He Yunqi's body.

Suddenly, a light blue light flew out from He Yunqi's head and penetrated into the Star Demon Xiao.

The next moment, Xing Moxiao trembled a few times and returned to Yun Qian's body.

"Senior Situ, what's going on? What did Xing Mo Xiao just do?"

Yun Qian's face was full of surprise, feeling that there was a glimmer of hope, and couldn't help but ask secretly.

After all, Situ Yanwu is the weapon spirit in the Star Demon Xiao, and he knows what happened best.

"This kid is lucky. Xing Mo Xiao just read your thoughts as the master. You want to save He Yunqi, so Xing Mo Xiao automatically flew up and kept this kid's soul in the In the space within the Star Demon Xiao, when your strength becomes stronger, you can reshape his body and inject the soul into it to regenerate him."

Yun Qian jumped for joy and jumped, rarely showing off her feminine side, and said with a smile like a flower: "Can he really be reborn? Then I will help you reshape your body now!"

Situ Yanwu was silent for a moment, with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "Girl Yun, when did you become so irritable? Reshaping the golden body requires great supernatural powers. You must first ascend to become an immortal, and then cultivate to the level of a golden immortal. Only in this state can you have the ability to reshape your body and help people resurrect!"

After hearing this, Yun Qian's cheerful expression was instantly poured with a basin of cold water. She gradually calmed down and sighed: "Golden Immortal? I am only at the Nascent Soul stage now. It will take years and months to reach it. What should I do with my little apprentice?" ?”

Situ Yanwu said: "This is easy to do. You can place his soul in a space with strong spiritual power, so that he can practice his soul during this period. When the time comes to reshape his body, his soul will be strong. , the strength can directly break through to an extremely high level."

Yun Qian felt incredible: "Is this still possible?"

"Didn't you just absorb the immortal power of that god master? You just put this kid's soul in it and let him eat his fill!"

"All right!"

Yun Qian's sadness has also improved a lot.

He Yunqi's soul is immortal and can be resurrected by reshaping his body in the future, which is equivalent to him still being alive.

It's just that Yun Qian's strength is far from being able to help others reshape their bodies.

The matter here has come to an end, and Yun Qian is no longer entangled.

She stood up and glanced at Dugu Xuan, He Yiming, He Renjie and Tian Qingge with cold eyes.

These four people were already defeated and became prisoners.