don't pass time

Tang Yi'an slanted her mouth and walked over to lift his chin, only to see Yan Lang, who was seriously injured, slowly smile at him.

Startled, he quickly backed away, but it was too late.

Yan Lang's body exploded with a "bang". Doctor Liu, who was not used to Tang Yi'an at all, stood behind him at some point, and stretched out his hand to pull him. A mouthful of blood poured down and he died immediately, but no one stepped forward to help him.

That's clearly not true.

Tang Yi'an gave a sound of bad luck, wiped away a little blood from the corner of his mouth, turned his head to look at the corner, and found that Tang Yiyun was gone.

Turning his head to look at the stump of the puppet that was exposed after the explosion, he stared wide open and said viciously: "If you don't take this revenge, you will not be a human being!"

At this time, in the woods outside the Tang Family Valley, the real Yan Lang was moving quickly with Tang Yiyun on his back, knowing that Tang Yiyun had questions in his heart but couldn't ask, he explained while running: "Yixuan is fine, he is waiting for us. I haven't been me since I entered the Tang family, but I have put all my spiritual power into that puppet, and I control all its words and actions, and I can perceive everything it perceives."

Yan Lang stopped suddenly after explaining, Tang Yiyun looked up from his back and saw a long-haired man leaning against a tree ten meters away.

Yan Lang paused, then walked up to him: "Thank you this time."

Fang Yiyue showed a flattered expression, and said with a smile: "I said, I won't lie to you, and it won't do me any good to lie to you."

"Why help me?"

"Because I like you." Fang Yiyue showed a row of white teeth and smiled innocently. Seeing that Yan Lang's face was unkind and Tang Yiyun also looked suspicious, he continued leisurely, "Don't be angry, because I just don't like Tang Yi'an. You are mine, how can I let you die in his hands."

Yan Lang really couldn't understand Fang Yiyue's behavior, and he didn't understand what it meant for him to act like a muddy water. He wanted to automatically ignore the redundant content in his words, but felt that it would be selfish not to say anything. I lost the game, so I smiled and said: "That's unfortunate, I already have a lover, you are one step too late."

Fang Yiyue bent his eyes noncommittally, he was always smiling, Yan Lang didn't think much of it, but Tang Yiyun felt that his smile seemed a bit bitter.

After two seconds of silence, seeing Yan Lang wanted to speak again, Fang Yiyue took the lead and said, "Do you want to ask me again who I am and what I want to do?"

Talking silently, Fang Yiyue showed a somewhat depressed expression, not knowing whether the sadness was real or not: "I will really be sad if you are like this."

which kind?Always ask why you still have a cold face to you?

Yan Lang squeezed out a not-so-sincere smile: "I'm sorry, Yiyun still needs to hurry up for treatment."

"Don't waste your effort." Fang Yiyue shook his head behind him.

Yan Lang paused, looked back at him and lowered his gaze, smiled and strode away.

Fang Yiyue, who was behind him, stood there watching him go far, and then said softly, "Obviously I was the one who met you first."

He turned his head to look in the direction of the Tang family's main house, and narrowed his eyes.

Yan Lang took Tang Yiyun and quickly joined Tang Yixuan. When Tang Yixuan saw Tang Yiyun, his eyes turned red, like a sad little lion waiting to explode.

Tang Yiyun couldn't speak or leave, so she could only silently pat his head.

The three of them didn't dare to delay, and immediately headed towards Shangnan Mountain.

When he arrived at Nanshan Mountain, Yanlang realized that everything was in perfect order, which exceeded his expectations.

After Tang Yiyun and Tang Yixuan settled down, he asked Xuanqing, and learned that it was because a hunter was helping Xuanqing to deal with matters on the mountain. The hunter was called Zhang Ziyang, and his deceased grandma was a fortune-teller, Xuanqing's junior sister. .

Probably the Zi Yang mentioned by Chiba and her niece.

Tang Yiyun was already exhausted, it seemed that she hadn't closed her eyes since she was caught by Tang Yian, so she fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow.While she was asleep, Xuan Qing checked her injuries, called Yan Lang outside, and shook his head.

Yan Lang's expression darkened, he had the same guess when he saw her before, Fang Yiyue said the same thing later, and now even Xuan Qing said the same, it seems that it is really difficult to walk for life.

He sighed: "It's all my fault, I was late."

"Second brother is fine, I will support sister Yiyun for the rest of my life." Tang Yixuan stood behind him at some point, but said with some difficulty, "I will also avenge her and my father."

Yan Lang watched him grit his teeth trying not to let the tears fall, and felt an indescribable pity in his heart.So I reached out and touched his head, thinking that I am used to bumps, but you were suddenly thrown into the jungle from the carefree world of rich clothes and fine food.

"Yixuan has grown up, brother knows."

In the evening, Yan Lang saw the rumored Zhang Ziyang, and found that he was an unsmiling and taciturn young man. He looked only in his twenties, and he already showed a calmness that his peers could not match. , but the face is much younger and more handsome.

Zhang Ziyang should know about him, he greeted him with neither humility nor condescension, and then went outside to arrange things after eating silently as usual at the table where the two Yan Lang brothers suddenly appeared.Yan Lang looked at his leaving back and didn't know what he was thinking, Xuan Qing said: "Except for Chen Nan, he is the best junior I have ever seen."

Yan Lang nodded, seeing Tang Yixuan staring at him, he said gently: "Hurry up, let's go see if your sister Yiyun is up after eating."

Tang Yixuan nodded, and finished the rice in the bowl in two or three strokes. After Xuanqing put down the bowl and chopsticks, he quickly cleared the table and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.Yan Lang watched him secretly at the door, and found that this young boy who could only hold a sword was really carefully learning what he didn't understand, and his heart was rarely more stable in the turbulent world.

What Xuan Qing meant was to let Yan Lang also wait and see what happened on Shangnan Mountain.

And Tang Yiyun was terribly frightened by the previous experience, always having nightmares, and every time she woke up, she looked for Yan Lang in panic.After a few times, she realized something was wrong, so she deliberately suppressed her emotions, but even though she could no longer speak, that reaction fell into Yan Lang's eyes exactly.

Yan Lang thought about Lu Yuan who didn't know where he was. Hearing that Yucheng was safe for the time being, he stayed on the mountain for a few more days, teaching a group of motivated children how to practice swords.

All the people in the Tang family's valley were controlled by Tang Yi'an and He Baqiang's sorcery. Presumably, he would not act rashly until his manpower was fully grown. He looked at Zhang Ziyang, who was usually so busy that he hardly touched the ground. Secretly planned.

It has been seven days since Luyuan arrived in the underworld, and he is standing on the top of Luofeng Mountain, looking down at his works.

This huge formation is waiting for the final sacrifice.

Emperor Fengdu and Hades of the Ten Palaces stood behind him, all marveling at the ingenuity of his formation and the precise positioning.Lu Yuan himself knew that this was by no means a formation that Yan Lang had given him over the past year. In fact, he didn't know what he was going to do when he was negotiating conditions with King Yama, and everything after that seemed to be It's a matter of course.

But he never doubted that he would not be able to do it. I don’t know when it started. He often has a strong feeling that no one in the world can do it except me.

Once so.

That was the previous life, Mo Yu had already fused into his flesh and blood, no, something fused into his soul no longer needed thinking, only instinct.

He smiled silently, turned around and looked at Emperor Fengdu: "I hope that your highnesses will remember what you promised me."

Emperor Fengdu nodded: "This is natural."

Lu Yuan nodded, and King Qin Guang suddenly said, "Don't you feel it's a loss? You might lose your life, but it's just to find a memory?"

King Yan Luo glanced at him, but he pretended not to see, still staring at Lu Yuan.Lu Yuan shook his head: "Naturally, it's not just for memory. I'm just doing what I should do. If I don't do it, others will."

In fact, I don't want to care about others, I'm not a hero who has to shoulder everything, and I'm not a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who can't become a Buddha if hell is not empty.It's just that he is a person who bears the responsibility. He will go to the top when the sky falls. I have no choice but to do it for him.

There was no wind in the underworld this night, it was a silent eternal night, as if mourning for something.

Lu Yuan pulled out the fallen leaves, the sword seemed to feel something, it was trembling all the time, he whispered comfortingly: "Hey, don't be afraid."

Then he stretched out his left hand, put the sword edge in the palm of his hand, and pulled open a hole fiercely.The blood seemed to be attracted by something from the outside world, scrambling to rush out of the wound, Lu Yuan's face was expressionless.

Another hole, another hole, the blood quickly drained out with the temperature of his body, he stretched out his hand to face the cliff, and the overwhelming blood mist gradually enveloped the entire formation.

He didn't know why his blood was such a powerful sacrifice, probably because everything spurned a half-demon like him, who shouldn't exist and yet possess such powerful spiritual power, so he was especially hated.So everyone from heaven to earth, from human to demon, couldn't wait to suck his blood, to see him struggling in the confusion.

And he just didn't want to fulfill the wish of this world.