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As soon as he became conscious, Qing Hui suddenly opened his eyes, and the ice sword sensed the master's emotions and came out of its sheath with a clang.

"Brother, you're fine..." Wu Lingkong's joyful voice stopped abruptly after feeling the ice sword across his neck.

Qing Hui's face was a little cold, the sword tip of his right hand reached Wu Lingkong's neck beside him, and said: "Who gave you the courage to drug me?"

Wu Lingkong was in a daze, and opened his lips as if he wanted to explain something, but in the end he still didn't say a word, and said with difficulty: "I'm sorry, brother."

Qing Hui sneered and said, "Oh, I don't have such a rebellious junior like you."

Wu Lingkong's lips trembled, his complexion was as pale as paper, and the atmosphere between the two of them was a bit too solemn for a moment. Qing Hui wanted to kill this man with a knife, but after thinking for a long time, he finally failed to do so. Sheathed the ice sword and turned around.

"Brother."

A slightly flustered voice sounded from behind, Qinghui's footsteps paused, and Wu Lingkong saw a flash of light in his eyes, and took out the thing that had been carefully guarding behind him.

"Xianxucao, senior brother."

Qing Hui turned around abruptly, and at a glance he saw the green plant exuding soft and shining light in his hand.

Immortal Grass!

A strong sense of surprise burst out of Qing Hui's eyes, and he immediately reached out to take it, but the moment he took the jelly and saw the blood on his hand, he grabbed his retracted hand.

"What happened to your hand?" Qing Hui frowned.

He remembered that the two of them hadn't suffered much injuries before. Where did the blood dripping from Wu Lingkong's wrist come from?

Realizing that his wrist was being held, Wu Lingkong panicked, trying desperately to withdraw his hand and said, "No...it's nothing, I hurt it myself."

Qing Hui was even more puzzled. Seeing that his eyes were dodging, he directly and forcefully opened his hand, and brushed his sleeves away in the middle of the movement.

"You..." Qing Hui was dumbfounded.

Wu Lingkong's arms were covered with wounds that seemed to be scratched by some kind of monsters. These scars were obviously left not long ago, and the wounds that were not lightly bandaged were bleeding out at this time, but he was injured. She was well dressed, and she couldn't tell anything from the outside. It was obvious that she had changed clothes, and she didn't want him to notice.

Suddenly, Qing Hui remembered that it was recorded in the collection of books that Yao Zun had a spiritual pet named Firefox, and then thought that this was Yao Zun's spiritual field, and the fairy grass was the fairy grass, what else did he not understand.

Seeing him looking at him with a complex expression, Wu Lingkong immediately waved his hands and explained: "I... I hurt myself, senior brother, don’t get me wrong.”

Seeing that he was still talking like this until now, Qing Hui sighed secretly, carefully put the fairy grass in the jade box, put it in the storage ring, took out a pill and said with a complicated expression: "Take it. "

Wu Lingkong took the elixir without asking, and directly swallowed it with his head raised. This act of complete trust made Qing Hui's expression more complicated.

Qing Hui has a complicated heart: As expected of the male lead, his acting skills are almost catching up to mine.

When his injuries recovered a bit, Qing Hui asked, "Why did you drug me?"

Wu Lingkong first glanced at him anxiously, and then explained the reason in Qing Huihan's cold gaze.

"Master once said that essence and blood are the foundation of a monk. If you continue to hold on after losing the essence and blood, it will be harmful to your foundation. I have persuaded my brother, but... Ling Kong didn't want to damage his practice because of his negligence this time, so That’s why we made such a move.”

Qing Hui said silently, and after a long time said: "I will not set an example."

Wu Lingkong's eyes brightened, "Brother, are you not angry?"

"Only this one time."

"Well, I won't dare again after volleying."

"Wu Lingkong, since when did your acting skills get so good? I said why you were able to kill that Firefox in the foundation period in seconds before, but you have to make it so embarrassing. You have been doing it for a long time because you want to play tricks." '

'Heh, senior brother, you are always so simple, Ling Kong should think about what reason to find next time? '

Goldfinger: Three seconds of silence for the pure (fog) Qing Hui.

Because he found the target of this trip, the Immortal Xu Grass, Qing Hui's return journey was much more cheerful than when he came, pointing out Wu Lingkong's many mistakes and cumbersome sword moves from time to time on the way, like a dedicated senior brother.

It's just that this cheerful atmosphere was suddenly shrouded by dark clouds in Qing Hui's heart. Almost all the monks in the world of cultivating immortals can understand their feelings. The higher the cultivation level, the stronger the soul power of the monks, the more accurate this feeling is. .

The soul power of Qing Hui, who does not belong to the small world in his core, naturally overwhelms the people in this world, and Qing Hui feels it now.

The other end of the induction turned out to be the exit that was far away.

The closer the exit, Qing Hui felt more and more uneasy, as if the point of the exit was not the road to return, but the abyss leading to the other way.

Looking at the exit hazy in the orange sunset, Qing Hui frowned inwardly. What's going on?

"What's wrong, brother?" Wu Lingkong tilted his head puzzled.

Qing Hui suppressed the deep thought in his eyes, looked at Wu Lingkong beside him, hesitated for a moment, finally took out the jade box and handed it to him, and said solemnly: "Help me keep it first, if there are any unexpected accidents, remember Be sure to hand over the jade box to my master."

Even if he has something to do, the protagonist who will activate the title of "Unbeatable Xiaoqiang" will definitely save the day.

Wu Lingkong sensitively sensed that something was wrong with him, and immediately said: "What's wrong, brother? Did something happen?"

Qing Hui shook his head and said, "I don't know, it's just... a little restless."

'Goldfinger, is there any danger around here? '

'There is no danger to you. 'Goldfinger lifted it ominously, the Demon Lord will not do anything to you now.

'for me? Wu Lingkong immediately caught the loophole in Goldfinger's words, and was just about to ask another question, when he suddenly heard the magnetic low smile of the man in the void.

"Hui'er, you really are still so smart."

The moment he heard the voice, Qing Hui suddenly changed color.

At the exit where the sunset glowed like fire, a figure suddenly appeared. He clearly stepped forward, but the figure was like a ghost, and he appeared ten feet away with one step, and appeared in front of the two of them in just a few breaths.

The man has black hair reaching his waist, double pupils, the pupils are as deep as blood, and a pair of raised black eyebrows are thick and thick, showing arrogance and arrogance.

The devilish aura around him is awe-inspiring, with the willful dominance that can destroy the world and destroy the world, and the whole person is like an evil dragon descending into the world.

Lord of the Demon Realm, Demon Wutian!

"Hui'er, we meet again."

Secretly stuffing the jade box on his back into the hands of Wu Lingkong behind him, Qing Hui said coldly: "Mo Wutian, what do you mean by now?"

Mo Wutian didn't point out his little private actions, saying: "That day, Hui'er hadn't worshiped me and became a Taoist couple. Now Hui'er has had enough trouble. Today, I will come to pick Hui'er back. The Demon Realm has not completed the ceremony, so keep it for a hundred years."

'Tsk tsk tsk, it really deserves to be the demon king who put all his eggs in one basket for Qing Hui and vowed to conquer the realm of cultivating immortals. This gesture. '

"You're dreaming." Recalling the memory back then, Qing Hui's eyes were chilled.

Mo Wutian said: "Hui'er doesn't like that dress?"

"..." Qing Hui's eyes became colder.

Seeing that he was silent, Mo Wutian said helplessly: "Hui'er, don't make trouble. The wedding dress is made by my husband's hand-painted ice silk for thousands of years. It complements Hui'er's alluring appearance. It must not be changed." Wutian shifted his gaze to Wu Lingkong beside him, murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

Knowing that he had already regarded himself as a taboo and wouldn't let others get close, Qing Hui stopped Wu Lingkong in front of him, and warned: "Mo Wutian, he is a new young disciple of my Qinglan Sect Master, don't you move?" He is the enemy of my Qinglan sect."

Looking at the boy's straight back like a bamboo, Wu Lingkong was delighted with his actions, but at the same time, he was filled with endless embarrassment and unwillingness. Why couldn't he protect his senior brother?

Seeing Qing Huiwei's actions, Mo Wutian's heart became even more murderous towards the person behind him, but thinking of the identity of the other party, he began to weigh the gains and losses between killing and not killing.

Thinking of the fairy grass in Wu Lingkong's hand, Qing Hui pursed his lips and said, "Mo Wutian let him go, I voluntarily go with you."

Almost as soon as Qing Hui's words fell, the killing intent in Mo Wutian's heart immediately overwhelmed all worries.

This person must die!

Hearing these words, Wu Lingkong only felt a scalding warm current injected into his heart, like the throbbing of new life injected into his life.

Looking at the burning and dazzling affection in the boy's eyes, does Qing Hui care about him so much?So is he so important in Qing Hui's heart?So Qing Hui could do so much for him?

Recalling the frowns and smiles of the boy in the past, and looking at everything the boy has done for him today, I suddenly feel that my whole life has become wonderful.

"Wu Lingkong, calm down, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, you are not Mo Wutian's opponent yet, don't..."

Goldfinger's words came to an abrupt end as Wu volleyed forward.

"Qing Hui, you can't go with him." I will protect you even if you die.

Mo Wutian could see the undisguised deep affection for Qing Hui in his eyes at a glance, and for a while, he smiled softly at the scene where the cockroach, which was not worth mentioning in his eyes, dared to challenge him speak out.

"Very good, very good, you... very good!"

"stop!"

puff--

Accompanied by Qing Hui's exclamation and disbelief, the afterimage of Mo Wutian's right palm suddenly appeared, and Wu Lingkong, who was hit directly in the chest, was thrown out with a strong force. The huge impact caused his body to break countless Trees, spitting blood at the end, crashed down.

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother Ling Kong." Qing Hui just turned around and was imprisoned in Mo Wutian's arms with one hand.

"Junior Brother, how are you, Junior Brother, I'm sorry, woo... I hurt you." At the end of the talk, Qing Hui's beautiful eyes were filled with tears of regret, dripping down her pale cheeks.

"Hui'er doesn't cry."

"Let go of me, let me go, Mo Wutian, let me go, Junior Brother..."

Mo Wutian firmly surrounded the crying out of breath man in his arms, while stroking his back to comfort him, flicking his fingertips, a mass of black light and shadow entered into the body of the man not far away.

When he left, he glanced at the person who fell not far away, whose life and death were unknown, the dusty disciple?Heh, a disciple whose foundation has been completely ruined, would Chen Ran still recognize him?