The demon leader is back

The visitor was dressed in white, looking like a celestial being, firmly protecting Ying Qi behind him in the midst of the fire, slaying with swordsmanship, and clearing away all obstacles in front of him.

For some reason, the rain of arrows that shot in unexpectedly stopped.

The man in white turned around and kicked away the beam that hit Ying Qi's back: "Are you alright?"

The voice is cold, but with an indescribable softness, like spring water in the mountains and forests, slowly flowing into people's hearts.

Ying Qi was slightly stunned: "It's not the leader..."

The man in white carefully avoided the wound on Ying Qi's body, picked him up, and leaned against his arms: "Can you still move?"

Ying Qi nodded: "Thank you, Mr. Wudao, for saving your life."

The man in white—Young Master Wudao held up Ying Qi: "I'm carrying you on my back, put your arms around me tightly, don't fall off, if you're exhausted, call me."

"...Okay." Ying Qi had no time to think about why this mysterious young master came to save him, and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his neck.

Young Master Wudao got up and drew a sword casually, the movement was indescribably light and elegant, only this sword, the sword energy was released, broke the flames, and shattered the incomplete wooden door of the lobby.

"By the way, I almost forgot." Young Master Wudao took out a snow-white cloud brocade handkerchief from his arms, covered his face, turned his head slightly to Ying Qi on his back and showed a faint smile, "Such a domineering knife The people at the door won't recognize me."

Ying Qi's eyebrows twitched slightly: "..."

In this way, Young Master Wudao rushed out from the main gate with Ying Qi on his back. His swordsmanship was unbelievably perfect. The sword wind cut through all the flames, forcibly "cutting" a way out of the sea of ​​flames.

Ying Qi lay quietly on the back of Young Master Wudao, watching the swordsmanship he displayed, and was shocked: I have never seen such a perfect swordsmanship, and it belongs to a different style from the leader. Exquisite, even slightly higher than the leader, what is the purpose of this innocent young man...?

Breaking out of the sea of ​​fire, Ying Qi finally breathed fresh air. In order not to let the smoke and dust choke his respiratory tract, he almost kept holding his breath when he was in the sea of ​​fire, almost suffocating to death.

Outside, the people from Badaomen were having a heated fight with a man masked by a black scarf.

The figure of the masked man in the black scarf was erratic, and his movement skills were extremely weird, and he even stepped on the void and shuttled freely in the air.

As for the disciples of Ba Dao Sect, all of them stared at him vigilantly, but no one dared to step forward.

Ying Qi blinked, his eyes moistened by the smog, his vision gradually became clear, facing the strangeness displayed by the masked man in black scarf, he took a closer look, only to find that the space in front of him was full of mysteries.

A series of almost invisible thin lines crisscrossed and criss-crossed, completely locking this space.

Ying Qi's eyes fell on several corpses on the ground. The mutilated corpses proved how dangerous the almost invisible thread was.

Ying Qi himself also used the "thread" hidden weapon, but it was not as brilliant as the black scarf masked man in front of him.

Ying Qi leaned on Young Master Wudao's shoulder, and because of his posture, it was right next to his ear, and Ying Qi whispered softly: "The net of heaven and earth."

The net of heaven and earth--the unique move of Mo Sang, the fifth son of Shenxuelou.

The Shenxue Building is a neutral force in the Jianghu. The owner is mysterious and unpredictable. Even his name is unknown in the Jianghu. Even Tianxiao Pavilion, the largest intelligence organization in the Jianghu, cannot find out.

The six sons are the most famous in the Shenxue Building, they are:

The eldest son--no way, excellent swordsmanship, Moshang is like jade, a gentleman is unparalleled in the world.

The second son--Jing Wu, whose martial arts and weapons skills are unknown.

The third son - choose the sky, unknown martial arts and weapons.

The fourth son, Luo Yu, is armed with the sword in the qin, and his qin skills are second in the world, and his sword skills are unmatched by anyone.

The fifth son - Mo Sang, has a world of weapons and a weapon of lore.

The sixth son--Shaohua, the weapon of Duanhun Ling, the most beautiful woman in the world, can dance to the city.

Ying Qi was puzzled. Although the young master of Shenxuelou was famous all over the world, he was actually extremely low-key.Now, there are two young masters from the Shenxue building appearing to rescue him, this matter is definitely strange.

Young Master Wu Dao helped Ying Qi's slightly crooked body, and called Mo Sang: "Go!"

Mosang, masked by a black scarf, heard the voice of Mr. Wudao, and quickly withdrew without any desire to fight.

Young Master Wu Dao carried Ying Qi on his back, held the sword in one hand, and rushed into the encirclement of Ba Dao Sect disciples in front of him, breaking through the encirclement as if entering an uninhabited land, and rushed out of the Ba Dao Sect sect.

"There's no need to chase." The head of the Badao Sect looked at the backs of Young Master Wudao and Mo Sang with a gloomy expression.

"Sect Master?" the Badao Sect disciple hesitated, "If he is allowed to escape today, the Heavenly Demon Sect will come to the door, I'm afraid..."

"Do you think the master of this sect doesn't know?" The master of Badao Sect walked away with a gloomy expression, and stopped suddenly after taking two steps. Breaking into my sect alone, it turned out that I found the guard of the young master of the Divine Blood Tower, but..."

The master of the Badaomen sect was cautious in his doubts: However, if the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Shenxue Building colluded, the world might be turned upside down. Can you invite the young master who moved the blood building?

"Immediately order to go down, the whole sect is under martial law."

"Yes!"

The master of Badaomen had a hunch that they might be in big/trouble this time.

However, he never expected that the "big/trouble" came so quickly, and the consequences were far beyond expectations, and even shocked the entire world.

Fifth Young Master Mo Sang said goodbye to Young Master Wudao, and Young Master Wudao took Ying Qi to his own garden on the outskirts of Jinzhou City.

Carved beams and painted buildings, elegant and tall pavilions, all the utensils in the other garden are exquisite and very beautiful.

Ying Qi was placed in a secluded courtyard, and there were only him and Young Master Wu Dao in the bedroom.

Ying Qi lay on the bed, naked/topless: "Thank you, Mr. Wudao, for saving my life. I just don't understand why Mr. Wudao came to save me. I don't seem to know you."

Young Master Wu Dao's slender and strong fingers landed on Ying Qi's bare/naked back, carefully applied plaster on him, and raised his eyes a little when he heard the words: "If I say there is no reason, will you believe it?"

Ying Qi turned his head sideways, half of his face sunk into the soft bed, a pair of dark eyes stared at him without blinking.

Obviously, he didn't believe it.

Young Master Wudao smiled faintly: "There are six unparalleled young masters in the Shenxue Building. I wonder if Your Excellency would like to be the seventh young master?"

Ying Qi opened his eyes slightly, apparently not expecting the other party to have such a proposal.

After a while, Ying Qi turned his head to the other side: "I am a member of the Heavenly Sacred Cult. I will never leave the Holy Cult in this life, let alone join another sect. Please forgive me for refusing the invitation from the Holy Blood Building."

"Since that's the case, forget it." Ying Qi was unwilling, and Young Master Wudao didn't force it, and concentrated on applying medicine to Ying Qi carefully, and there was no sound in the room for a while.

Ying Qi was lying on the bed, maybe because the room was too quiet, she felt a little uncomfortable for no reason.

A short distance away from Ying Qi, Qin Wuyan disappeared in the void, staring coldly at Young Master Wu Dao, especially his hands on Ying Qi's bare back.

After staring coldly for a while, the leader frowned slightly as if remembering something again, his face was ugly.

Seeing the wound on Ying Qi's body, Qin Wuyan felt distressed, and contacted Yin Zhu: "Come here immediately."

Qin Wuyan's voice suddenly appeared in Yinzhu's mind as he took a bite of his meal, and the hand holding the vegetables froze.

"Sister Yinzhu, what's the matter?" Leng Qiu looked at Yinzhu and suddenly stopped Yinzhu, "Isn't the food delicious?"

"No, it's delicious." Yin Candle patted the chopsticks on the table angrily, "I'll come back as soon as I go."

When Yinzhu came, Qin Wuyan grabbed her out of the way and brought her to the other garden of Young Master Wudao.

The moment Yinzhu saw Young Master Wudao, he looked at Qin Wuyan suspiciously: "Master, who is he?"

Qin Wuyan ignored her, watching Young Master Wudao come out of the room, it was obvious that Ying Qi had been given medicine.

Yinzhu rolled her eyes, her good self-cultivation was all ruined by this leader.

Qin Wuyan's gaze pierced through all barriers, and landed directly on Ying Qi on the bed in the room. His slightly thin back was covered with burns, which was in stark contrast to his intact fair skin. His shadow guard had his eyes closed and his eyelashes were light. Trembling, revealing a sense of fragility for no reason.

Qin Wuyan's heart skipped a beat, he suddenly didn't want his shadow guard's handsome and pitiful appearance to fall into the eyes of others.

So, the leader turned his head to Yinzhu and ordered: "It's okay, you go back!"

Silver Candle: "...?"

No matter how hurt his subordinate's heart was, Qin Wuyan domineeringly drove Yinzhu back.

Ying Qi originally only planned to close his eyes and take a nap for a while, after all, this is someone else's place, he can't really feel at ease, even if the other party saved him.

However, Ying Qi felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he was completely unable to resist the erosion of sleepiness.

Just after Ying Qi fell asleep, Qin Wuyan's figure gradually turned from illusion to reality. Looking at Ying Qi's white and tired face, he gently touched it...

His gaze fell on Ying Qi's injured back, distress flashed in his eyes, he took out the plaster, and carefully applied it on him.

Qin Wuyan used the good medicine he got from other worlds. After applying it, the burn healed quickly, and the new skin grew out, which was extraordinarily delicate and fairer than the original one.

The leader unconsciously hooked Ying Qi's hair and wrapped it around his fingers, staring at the sleeping person, thoughtful.

Qin Wuyan pulled the thin quilt to cover Ying Qi, thought for a while, took off his shoes and lay down on it, got under the quilt, and stretched out his arms to hug Ying Qi's body.

After a while, Qin Wuyan shook his head, let go of Ying Qi again, put one hand on his ear, and lowered his head to look at Ying Qi's sleeping face.

In her sleep, Ying Qi felt a familiar aura very close to her, as if someone was hugging her.

who is it?Ying Qi tried his best to open his eyes to see this person, is he his leader?

The long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and Ying Qi seemed to be waking up.

Qin Wuyan had been staring at Ying Qi all the time. As he watched, his eyes fell on his slightly dry lips. I don't know if it was unconscious, or he wanted to prove something. The leader slowly bent down...

Suddenly, the leader noticed footsteps coming from the yard, very soft, but he could hear them clearly.

At the same time, Ying Qi slowly opened his eyes. He didn't know whether it was due to serious injuries or just woke up, his vision was blurry, but he was already familiar with the leader to the bone.

The person lying next to me in front of me, who is very close to me, is... is...

"...Teacher, leader?"

Qin Wuyan froze.