The devil attacks me every day

"Zhuang Nanhai!" Meng Qi'an suddenly remembered that there was still a elixir left in the porcelain bottle that his master left him in his arms, so he hurriedly took it out and fed it to Zhuang Qing.

Zhuang Qing's injury does not lie in his body, this medicine is useless.He turned his face away gently, avoiding Meng Qi'an's medicine, and said, "I'll rest for a while... just fine.

Meng Qi'an looked at the light green pill in his palm, and at Zhuang Qing's stubborn expression, so he had no choice but to pour the pill back into the bottle.

He lifted Zhuang Qing's arm, leaned him half on his body, and said regretfully, "...I'm sorry, I didn't know you... we

Get out of here, I didn't mean to hurt you...I'm really sorry..."

This statement was a bit confusing, but Zhuang Qing knew what he was talking about.

Just now Meng Qi'an was almost insane because he couldn't find Xu Xiaofei and Meng Zhile, Zhuang Qing repeatedly persuaded him to leave first, but at that time Meng Qi'an was not at all.

Can't listen.

He insisted on finding their bodies.

He must give up.

But when Zhuang Qing was injured by the enemy alone because of his stubbornness, Meng Qi'an finally realized that he was not alone.

He bears not only his own life, but also Zhuang Qing's.

Zhuang Qing accompanies him to Liufeng Mansion where the evil cultivators slaughtered, it is Zhuang Qing's righteousness.

And it was his unrighteousness to cause his friend to die.

The young man's rambling apology made Zhuang Qing's heart even more confused.He gently wiped the blood from the corners of his lips with trembling hands, and comforted him: "It's okay, I'm not

thing.Old wounds don't matter. "

His voice was a little weak, but it was even more gentle because of it: "What I told you before was not to ask you to give up looking for your sister.

The sending formation has been artificially destroyed, so I can't ask for help at the moment, I hope you can take care of yourself first..."

Suddenly, he caught a black shadow out of the corner of his eye, and then quickly followed several others, rushing all the way across the scorched roof.

It's an evil cultivator!

Regardless of the surge of Qi and blood in his body, Zhuang Qing forcibly mobilized the spiritual energy in his body to set up a thunder and fire barrier for the two of them. In the next second, a knife flew from a distance, ruthlessly

Stabbed hard on the thunder and fire barrier.

"Chi—" The scimitar instantly melted in the intense thunder fire, and after a soft sound, not even ashes remained.

It was only then that Meng Qi'an realized that the evil cultivator was following behind him again, his face turned pale, and Yujian immediately turned into countless sword shadows, and surrounded the evil cultivator behind him.

[You can't!let me come! ]

[Just such a small bastard, my little finger can crush thousands of them to death! ]

[Zhuang Nanhai, you can't take it, the fairy bone can't hold me, I will burst your heart...you will die! ]

[Zhuang Nanhai!Do you want to die?Let me out, I can still leave you with a little bit of consciousness... Isn't that good? ]

"Ah!" Zhuang Qing's body trembled even more violently, veins burst out from the hand he was pressing on his heart, and the blood that had calmed down just now burned like a flame.

When it burned, he couldn't help vomiting several mouthfuls of blood, his face was as white as paper.

The thunder and fire protecting his body instantly disappeared.

"Zhuang Nanhai!" The back of Meng Qi'an's shoe was covered with Zhuang Qing's blood, it was frighteningly red.

There were wild or angry curses from the evil cultivators behind them. The two slaughtered hundreds of evil cultivators, and they had already angered these demons.

Meng Qi'an wanted to protect Zhuang Qing, but he was at a loss.

Although he is the head of Tianjiao, but because he has practiced Taoism for only ten years, his foundation is still shallow, and he has not learned much high-level Taoism.The sea of ​​fire that was sent down before has been exhausted

Most of the spiritual power, at this moment, can only be used by the sword to barely resist the weapons flying from everywhere.

"Hey, those two boys can't do it?"

"The yellow-mouthed kid still dares to be rampant, giggling, the prettier one for a while, I want to stay and 'play'... Otherwise, what a waste...

... "

"Old Ghost really has unique interests! Well, I'll leave the pretty one to you, and the tall one, I'm going to cut him up and raise him... Hahahaha!

"

"There are only two in total, and you just divide it up like this? Do you think we are dead?"

"Exactly! It's hard to find such a good human pill in a hundred years..."

"Want to fight?"

"Stop arguing! The prey should escape in a while!"

The evil cultivators who had been arguing just now fell silent in an instant.

They are not evil cultivators who eat inferior human pills, they are all very picky, so their appearance and spirit are not much different from ordinary people.

They know now is not the time to argue about these things.If you want spoils, naturally you have to divide them up slowly after the battle is over.

Under the siege of the evil cultivators, there are only two Taoist cultivators.A born supreme who can't take care of himself, and another son of arrogance who is still weak.

What makes their blood boil more than destroying so-called geniuses is to eat those geniuses.

All the evil cultivators jumped from the scorched roof one by one and landed on the long alley. The ground was soaked in blood and it was a bit sticky, making them more bloodthirsty.

Get excited.

Meng Qi'an had almost exhausted his spiritual power, and he was unable to defend against the weapons attacking from all sides. He had already been scratched several times.

Because the inside of the device was contaminated with evil energy, there was a faint blackness in the blood of the wound, which could not be wiped off even if it healed.

Zhuang Nanhai wished that he was not a phantom at this moment, but a real person.He didn't know what the struggle and suffering in his heart were, but

He felt a little distressed, and when he saw Meng Qi'an blocking Zhuang Qing with his body, Zhuang Nanhai even felt a little bitter.

This dream is too long.He watched the young man step by step from the proud Tianjiao boy to the predicament and death, and he had a kind of personal experience.

The illusion of living through this story.

As if he was also the man in the dream.

"The vitality is quite tenacious!" Some evil cultivators commented.

The blood on Meng Qi'an's body almost dripped into Zhuang Qing's heart.Powerless remorse mixed with heartache, anger, and murderous intent, almost

Release the monster in the body.

And he can't do that.

He promised his master with his life.

An evil cultivator, holding a black iron rod, walked step by step from behind Meng Qi'an.The iron rod is very familiar, it seems to be the same as before.

The one in hand is exactly the same.

And he does look a lot like Scarface, except for the hideous scar that splits his face in two.

While Meng Qi'an was defending against other evil cultivators, he secretly stabbed the iron rod at the young man from the dark.Zhuang Qing wanted to stop the green jade fairy vine in his hand, but because of

The seal was loose, and in the end it only blocked the iron rod for half a moment, and then the iron rod still sank deeply into Meng Qi'an's back, and then pierced out from the abdomen, "Dangling

'It hit the ground with a bang.

"Uh..." Meng Qi'an involuntarily covered his pierced abdomen with his hands, his eyes turned black and white, and the spirit sword beside him fell, and the shadow of the sword followed.

disappear.

"I said leave that kid to me, what do you mean? How can I play if I'm killed?"

The man chuckled: "Ghost, don't be angry, isn't he still dead... I guess he can live for half a day, enough for you to play with."

Before his smile faded away, several green jade vines were drawn from a distance, directly pierced his neck, and then vigorously raised his body and smashed it

On the bloody ground.

Meng Qi'an looked at Zhuang Qing with cold sweat, and Zhuang Qing also looked shocked, looking in the direction where the green jade vine was drawn.

The young man who came alone was slightly shorter than him, with a round face and round eyes...it turned out to be Zhuang Nanmu!