Grass and Trees of the Master of Demon Dao

Wei Wuxian is an example of the result of the backlash of the Yinhu Talisman.

Xue Yang was a person who had died once and was sacrificed to be reborn. If he died again, he would be sacrificed a hundred times, a thousand times. If he died, he would be dead, and not even a single fragment of his soul would remain.

Dead through.

Xue Yang knew the result very well. He tightly clenched the Yinhu Talisman in his hand, trying his best to wake himself up. If he died, these walking corpses would be completely out of control. At that time, if...if Xiao Xingchen didn't escape how about going out?

Xiao Xingchen... As long as he thinks about these three words, he will feel pain once.

Xue Yang curled up. Behind him, a bone claw broke through the ground. Before Xue Yang had time to dodge, it stabbed fiercely into his back. Blood gushed out instantly and landed on the bone claw. On the road, the smell of blood stimulated these inhuman things, and those murderous corpses were approaching step by step, and the sharp howling sound wave after wave was getting closer.

Xue Yang's breathing was slightly stagnant, and he gritted his teeth and used the disaster relief backhand to cut off the bones' claws. However, disaster relief alone could not stop more walking corpses.

When the first walking corpse bit his leg, a low growl came out of his throat, hoarse and painful, no one was here anymore, he didn't need to bear it anymore.

Second mouth, third mouth, fourth mouth...

More and more, he was lying on the ground, submerged in the crowd of walking corpses. There were bursts of crazily roars from the ferocious corpses in the dense forest, as well as a strong smell of blood.

"Master Xiao Xingchen?" Seeing that Xiao Xingchen stopped suddenly and turned to look at the dense forest, a patriarch couldn't help asking, "Is there something wrong with this dense forest?"

Xiao Xingchen paused, "In the dense forest, are there other people?"

"It's gone." The patriarch shook his head, thought for a while and said, "We were the last to come out, and there should be no one inside except for the walking dead."

"No! Senior Wei and Hanguang-jun are gone, I don't know if they have gone down the mountain, and that big devil Xue Yang! I don't know if they have gone down the mountain!" The young man suddenly interjected.

Xiao Xingchen was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at the dense forest again.

Shuanghua sensed the commotion of the walking corpses, and the blade couldn't help trembling. Xiao Xingchen pursed his lips slightly, put his hand on the hilt of Shuanghua's sword, and said with lowered eyes, "Everyone, take a step first, let's leave now."

"Eh? Daoist..." Before the Patriarch could finish speaking, Shuang Hua raised his sword, and Xiao Xingchen was already walking with the sword, heading towards the dense forest.

"Father, what is Taoist Priest going to do?" the young man asked puzzled.

"Xu Shi...Xu Shi is going to kill that big devil Xue Yang!" The head of the family thought for a while and sighed, "It really is Qingfengmingyuexiaoxingchen!"

Xiao Xingchen passed through the dense forest with his sword, and the roar of the murderous corpse became more terrifying as he went in. He felt a little uneasy.

He once thought that maybe Xue Yang would go back after he left, kill those people in Fumo Temple, maybe leave directly, and never see each other again, this might be the best result for him and Xue Yang.

This is the second time he has escaped. The first time he escaped after gouging out Song Lan's eyes. This time, what is it for?For Xue Yang?Xiao Xingchen actually had the answer in his heart, but he didn't want to admit it, and couldn't admit it.

But... what is in front of him!

Xiao Xingchen's pupils constricted, his heart felt cold, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Shuanghua's piercing sword light flashed, he held Shuanghua in his hand, and slashed open the surrounding corpses, all the bones were cut off, exposing Xue Yang's figure.

The black robe had been torn, revealing the Venus Xuelang robe inside, but at this time the robe had been torn to such an extent that the original appearance could not be seen, and it was covered with blood. Xue Yang closed his eyes tightly, and there was not a single spot on his body. perfect place.

Xiao Xingchen stepped forward and squatted beside Xue Yang, wanting to reach out and hug him, but he didn't know where to start. There were more and more dead bodies, and if he didn't leave now, he couldn't.

He gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to embrace Xue Yang. His hand was sticky for a while. He didn't dare to think about what it was, so he could only pull Xue Yang's hand and put it on his back. He pulls.

The Shuanghua Sword flew up, Xiao Xingchen held Xue Yang with one hand to prevent him from falling, and held Jiang Mi with the other, and was about to rush out from the crowd of walking corpses when a fierce corpse suddenly grabbed Xue Yang's back and stabbed him. The claw was covered with a piece of flesh and blood, Xue Yang let out a muffled snort, and his breathing became weaker.

Jiang disaster unsheathed and cut off the walking corpse's arm, Xiao Xingchen stared blankly at Jiang disaster in his hand.

Why was he able to draw out Jiang Calamity... oh, because... the golden core in his body belonged to Xue Yang.

On the Shuanghua Sword, Xiao Xingchen was flying with the sword, while pulling Xue Yang to prevent him from falling off the sword. The neck was slightly wet and sticky, and the strong smell of blood filled his nose. Xiao Xingchen was very moved. It was complicated. Suddenly, the body behind his back trembled slightly, and a hot blood sprayed on Xiao Xingchen's shoulders, which made him shiver a little.

He made a slight wrong step and moved forward a little, but the person behind him suddenly fell straight backwards. Before Xiao Xingchen had time to react, he realized that Xue Yang had dropped his sword.

Such a high altitude, even if a normal person falls down, he will be disabled if he does not die, not to mention that Xue Yang has been seriously injured, if he falls like this, he will definitely die.

Reflexively, he stretched out his hand and tugged, but failed to catch Xue Yang. He could only rush down with his sword and grab Xue Yang's waist, but the momentum of the sword was too fast, and there was no time to stop. The two rushed straight down Slopes, both rolled down into the weeds.

Xiao Xingchen half propped himself up, and didn't feel anything wrong. He kept Xue Yang in his arms, but he didn't know if he fell on him. He immediately wanted to check Xue Yang's injuries, but saw that he was covered in blood. I don't know where to start.

The young man with his eyes closed had blood stains on his face, his face was pale, his chest seemed to have stopped heaving, and his breath seemed to flow, while his hand was tightly clutching the cracked Yinhu Talisman.

"Xue Yang?" Xiao Xingchen frowned. He was worried that Xue Yang would repeat his old tricks, but he looked miserable, "Are you... awake?"

There was no answer, Xue Yang lay in his arms, his breathing became weaker and weaker.

"This is... the last time." Xiao Xingchen was silent for a moment, then murmured, "Just this one time."

He half hugged Xue Yang and looked around. He didn't know which slope they fell on. Corpse, I'm afraid it will be more dangerous.

Shuanghua didn't give any warning at this time, which meant that there were no walking corpses around here for the time being, and it was considered safe.

He laid Xue Yang flat, and carefully tore off his clothes. The torn clothes were stained with blood, and the blood that had solidified from the wound flowed out again. He gritted his teeth. If he didn't tear off the clothes, he couldn't bandage Xue Yang's wounds. Had to act more carefully.

But even so, Xue Yang's already seriously injured body was still wounded. Looking at his exposed wound, Xiao Xingchen couldn't help but gasped, no matter how hard it was to maintain a calm appearance.

What kind of wound is this?What kind of tragic injury is this?

There was almost no good ground all over his body, it was covered with scars, and blood kept oozing out, soaking the ground under his body in an instant.

Xiao Xingchen's hands trembled slightly, but he was afraid of hurting Xue Yang, a strange distressed feeling, with a sense of betrayal.

He should hate Xue Yang, should kill Xue Yang, this is what he should do, but why?He was... very sad, very distressed?

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