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Qi Yan trembled for a moment, then murmured in a daze: "Brother Fang..."

...Where did Brother Fang go?

Where did Brother Fang go?

In fact, the answer was already in Qi Yan's heart from just now, but Qi Yan didn't dare to think about it.

Brother Fang didn't intend to rush into the thunder disaster, he came in by accident to help himself block a blow.

He was unprepared, and he didn't know if he was injured, and the thunder came too suddenly.There was nothing he could do to stop it.

In about the first moment, it was already gone.

Where did his brother Fang go, and why did he disappear?

Qi Yan fell down quickly, using the remaining demon power to quickly gather and wrap up the scorched black on the ground.

Maybe his elder brother Fang was mixed in this piece of scorched ashes.

Then he looked around nervously, as if he was still expecting Fang Yun to appear suddenly, and then smiled and told him how he escaped just now, and he just came back to find him.

But no, gone is gone.

Someone was always trying to take everything from him, damn it.

At that moment, apart from the hostility in Qi Yan's heart, there was also a kind of mournful desolation.

He realized again that in this world, not only other people can't tolerate him, but even this day can't tolerate him.

That thunder struck so coincidentally, it seemed as if it had been targeted.

Brother Fang wouldn't come if it was a minute earlier.As long as he is 1 minute late, he can push Brother Fang out again.

But it's so accurate, so it's just right that it's not too early or too late.

It is bound to destroy what he cherishes most.

What he loves, what he seeks, has never been kept from the beginning to the end.It seems that today, he once again has nothing.

Maybe it was him again this time.Because he wanted too much, too fast.

He could have avoided being attacked like this, but just quietly found a hidden place to practice slowly.

But he wants to become famous in the fastest time and to avenge his former enemies with the most dramatic sense of presence.

The heart-wrenching pain of losing a loved one only lasted for a moment, then Qi Yan stared at Ashes and laughed again, stroking his blood-stained cuff with his fingertips cherishingly.

Because he suddenly remembered what Fang Yun said in the past: I am a cat, I have nine lives, and I will not die.

He belongs to Brother Xinfang.

He must not have completely lost his brother Fang.

Brother Fang will definitely come back to him again.He just needs to continue to wait here.

And Fang Yun was seriously injured because he was unprepared, and was struck dead by lightning when he was caught off guard.

He didn't feel much pain, only his eyes were faintly hurt by the white awns all over the sky, and he was beaten back into his body at the moment he felt numb.

It was the first time for Fang Yun to return to his body in this way. As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt dizzy and nauseated, and his tinnitus was also severe, as if he had been smashed into a concussion.His chest also seemed to be pressed by some kind of pressure, making it difficult for him to breathe.

After a while, he finally saw where he was again.

Then he heard 202 say something in what seemed to be a mechanical voice.

But it seems like the signal reception is poor, only a rustling sound can be heard, and it is impossible to hear what the other party said.

Maybe this is what 202 said earlier, if his incarnation was destroyed in the incarnation, he would be severely injured.

But at this time, Fang Yun didn't know whether he was stunned by the lightning or he was just a sb. At this time, he was still thinking stubbornly: the thunder disaster is not over yet, and Qi Yan is being targeted again. With no one to help him, he may not be able to cope right now.

I'm going to help him.

Fang Yun struggled to stand up, and within two steps of spinning around, he felt his face heat up, and something wet flowed down the corner of his eyes.

Fang Yun raised his hand to touch it and found it was blood.

After he wiped his cuff twice carelessly, he pushed open the door of the practice room and went out.

Moxiu, who was guarding the door, didn't dare to look directly at his face.

But when he suddenly saw the blood on Fang Yun's cuffs and his strange steps, he immediately glanced up in shock, and couldn't help saying when he saw that his expression was wrong: "Sect Master?!"

Fang Yun raised his fingertips, pointed forward, and said intermittently and in reverse order: "I... want... this seat, go out."

Seeing that he was about to walk past them in an upside-down pace, the demon cultivators couldn't help but turn pale with fright.

At the risk of being kicked to death, the leader bravely grabbed his cuff: "Sect Master, please allow your subordinates to call Zuo Guardian first."

What are you calling Guardian Zuo for?Fang Yun flicked his sleeves and shook the other party away: "No need."

But the demon cultivator still gave the people around him a wink, and signaled the other party to inform Zuo Hufa quickly.

Fang Yun bit the tip of his tongue, making himself a little more conscious.

After stagnating here for a moment, he felt that he had slowed down a lot.

After Fang Yun said hoarsely that he was going out again, several little demon cultivators saw blood oozing from the corners of their suzerain's eyes, winding down his snow-white cheeks.

Fang Yun turned his eyes and dabbed it lightly with his fingertips. When he saw the blood again, he turned his face away and left without saying a word.

Li Wushuang also soon learned of this horrific event.

The little devil who ran all the way to report the letter couldn't tell the specific situation, only said that the suzerain had blood on his body after he came out of the practice room, and he secretly guessed whether the suzerain had fallen into a demon while practicing.

This is undoubtedly the worst guess.

Li Wushuang didn't dare to delay, and set off immediately.

Because of Xiao Moxiu's timely report, he quickly caught up with the suzerain, and called out from a distance: "Sovereign!"

Fang Yun heard someone calling him amidst the slight tinnitus, and looked back.Seeing that it was Li Wushuang, he said: "It's just in time, let's go with me."

Li Wushuang immediately asked: "Where is the suzerain going?"

Fang Yun didn't answer, but just walked forward blindly.

When Fang Yun returned to Linhe again, the dark clouds in the sky had dissipated.

Qi Yan stood in the scorched blackness, and said something loudly in a language that others could not understand, those demon cultivators who had been hiding because they were afraid of thunder and lightning appeared again and gathered towards Qi Yan.

The monks watched helplessly as he sucked away their cultivation and turned them into his own use.

But the strange thing is that the other demon cultivators who witnessed this scene not only did not run away, but even more excitedly rushed to Qi Yan's side one after another, as if they were afraid of falling behind other demon cultivators.

Some cultivators who had heard some rumors and learned about the situation secretly remembered what the heads of the sects had revealed before: demon cultivators have always regarded death for the demon king as the highest honor.

Presumably, if one day my meager cultivation can be favored by the demon king and used by the demon king, it will be a greater honor.

Thinking of this, when I look at this kind of thing that is even more crooked than crooked, I just feel shuddering for a while.

What's even more frightening is that after experiencing those terrible thunder disasters before, Qi Yan himself became stronger because of several extreme overdraws.

If everyone's practice is like a pool, and the size of the pool determines how much water can be contained in it, then he seems to have doubled the size of the pool at this time.

Even if it is empty right now, it will be filled up soon because of those demon cultivators who came one after another.

Then he will become even scarier than before.

Before, there were some powerful people who thought that Qi Yan had survived the catastrophe, so he was recognized by the Dao of Heaven. If he didn't want to personally kill the other party right now and cause himself to be entangled in some illusory things, seeing him act like this now, Can't help but see him as a thorn in the side again.

You Da Neng conveniently said: "This son is definitely not allowed to stay!"

As soon as these words came out, all the orthodox monks who were still hesitating seemed to have received an order, and they shot one after another, trying to kill Qi Yan while he was still recovering.

But the casual cultivators and mortals who had been watching secretly in the city didn't think so, they just felt very angry.

He was going through a catastrophe, and you came to join in the fun for no reason, driving him to a dead end.

This would actually blame people for doing anything to protect themselves.

As long as Qi Yan doesn't die, are you justified on both sides?

Do others deserve to be killed by you?What is the righteous way, it is just a person who wants to destroy the good life of others because he does not want to see others' good.

Those capable people also ran out one after another, wanting to come to help Qi Yan.

Linhe soon became one.

When Fang Yun came over, he didn't see the situation very clearly, he only saw someone attacking Qi Yan, so he thought that Qi Yan was about to lose.

Although his soul was seriously injured and he should have rested, but at this moment he gritted his teeth and ran over, seeing Qi Yan being bullied, naturally he couldn't bear it.

He directly pulled out the snow deer, and a cold light flashed across his blood-stained cheeks with a desolate and strange beauty.

However, without allowing others to take a closer look at him, he displayed a set of sword techniques lightly and deftly, as if dancing in the air, and cut off all the incoming swords at the waist.

Qi Yan heard the clear and crisp sound of the sword being cut, and raised his head for a moment, and saw the great devil in mid-air with outstanding figure and elegance.

His clothes fluttered, his figure was nimble, and his swordsmanship was superb, like a banished immortal from the nine heavens.

Qi Yan looked at it and sneered in his heart.

Cang Jiuyun...

you again.

Do you want to join in too?

Well come.

Qi Yan raised his hand and pushed it lightly, and the ashes he had carefully wrapped floated to the side to avoid being affected.

The pain of losing Brother Fang was intertwined with the hatred of seeing the unworldly hatred, forming a violent killing intent.

Originally, he didn't have much intention of killing the opponent directly.

After all, it would be no fun to kill such an enemy who can't wait to eat his flesh alive.

Qi Yan wants to wait until one day he can overwhelm the other party, to torture him slowly, and let him know that the orphan who was exterminated by him back then, the young man who was thrown into the stove and locked in the dog cage by him, was in Rifu. What happened in a day.

He wanted to let him know the feeling of having his life ruined.

But at this moment, Cang Jiuyun wanted to hit his gun.

I'm afraid the only thing that can alleviate the worrying panic in his heart right now, and calm him down again, is to kill this world feud.

Fang Yun lowered his eyes and looked down. The moment he met Qi Yan's eyes, the moment he saw that Qi Yan was still safe and sound, he suddenly forgot who he was.

He thought he was still his brother Fang.

Fang Yun looked at Qi Yan, and just wanted to smile softly as usual, when he saw a gloomy sneer suddenly appear on Qi Yan's face.

When looking at him, it was like a ferocious wolf staring fiercely at its mortal enemy.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-01-2023:56:41~2020-01-2123:55:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Yusang and the boss came for a dozen snow cakes;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: Hug Plato 8 bottles; Zhan Xuyang 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!