Please don't embrace the leader of the reborn demon sect

Wen Zihao's room didn't have a window open, it was pitch black, and he was sound asleep listening to his breathing.

Ye Yichen still had no choice but to hold on to the wall and walk forward step by step, trying not to make any noise to disturb the people outside.Fortunately, the layout of the two rooms was similar, so he carefully avoided the square table and round stool, and went straight to Wen Zihao's bed.

When he got to the bed, Ye Yichen lowered his voice and called out: "Hero Wen, get up quickly, there is movement outside."

After a while of silence, Wen Zihao's voice sounded, with a hoarse voice just woke up, it sounded sexy and lazy: "Master Ye?"

"Hush, keep your voice down." Ye Yichen stretched out his hand to press Wen Zihao's mouth when he heard the sound, his palm touched Wen Zihao's chin with stubble and soft lips, his heart jumped in shock, and his face twitched unconsciously. hot.

But now the situation is urgent, and he can't allow his wild thoughts.

Ye Yichen heard the approximate location of Wen Zihao's head, touched his face with his own hands, leaned closer to his ear, and said in a low voice: "Something is wrong outside, I wonder if those people are coming after us. .”

Wen Zihao only felt a burst of warm breath blowing on his sensitive ears with a bit of medicinal fragrance, and then the faint smell of bluegrass hit his nose, making his body surrounded by the smell of bluegrass .

He couldn't help shaking his body, and there was a strange itch in his heart.

A few days ago, when he carried and hugged Ye Yichen, he was anxious and just wanted to find a place to heal his illness quickly, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with this fragrance, but in such a quiet night, being surrounded by this faint smell The smell of bluegrass enveloped him, and he suddenly wanted to reach out and touch Ye Yichen's soft skin.

He made up his mind and was about to answer when he heard a slight sound from the window paper, he quickly closed his mouth, and secretly raised his hand to touch Ye Yichen's arm, expressing that he already knew.

The two held their breaths and got up quickly. Wen Zihao picked up Ye Yichen and gently placed him at the door. He stood by the window and stood still, waiting for the enemy to throw himself into the trap.

Sure enough, after the sound from the window paper, a burst of sweet fragrance came, and both of them covered their mouths and noses with their sleeves.After waiting for a quarter of an hour, someone broke through the window and went straight to Wen Zihao's bedside.

Faint moonlight shone through the cracked windows.

Under the dim light, several shadows jumped in one after another. The first person to come in, with lightning-fast movements, lifted Wen Zihao's quilt.

Wen Zihao hastily made a move, and as soon as Long Qijian came out, the last black shadow groaned and fell to the ground.

The black figure in front also noticed something was wrong, there was no one on the bed at all.

Just as the black shadow was about to open his mouth to shout, Ye Yichen's ice soul was already ready. With a light flick of his wrist, the ice soul was wrapped around the black shadow's neck, and the black shadow fell to the ground and died without even making a sound.

Many black figures in the room faced Wen and Ye, and the sound of weapons colliding could be heard endlessly.

There was a burst of fire outside the window. Obviously, these men in black were being greeted by someone. Wen Zihao and Ye Yichen didn't want to stay in the mist for too long. jumped out.

There were five people surrounded outside, four men in black were holding torches, and one was holding a black gold gun. It was the lone wolf.

This is not the first time the two sides have fought, Wen Zihao drew his long sword and went straight to the lone wolf.

The two fought fiercely as soon as they started, and Ye Yichen dealt with several black-clothed killers alone. Although his leg was injured and it was difficult to move, his Ice Soul Whip was very flexible, soft and rigid, and could be used from far or near, without appearing weak.

The two sides fought fiercely for about a quarter of an hour. The moonlight overhead was covered by a large cloud, and it became darker and darker in front of them.Ye Yichen almost instinctively sensed the sound of the wind, the sound of weapons, and the murderous intent of the fight.

Quietly, Ye Yichen felt a trace of murderous intent seep in from outside the battle circle, heading towards Wen Zihao.

He was trained by Ye Chengzhan since he was a child, and he is extremely sensitive to murderous aura, but he couldn't see clearly in the dark, only the sparks of the collision of weapons flickered in the dark night.

He suddenly felt a black shadow approaching Wen Zihao, even though he was not sure, he swept away the black-clothed killer who was attacking him with a whip, and ran towards Wen Zihao.

Ye Yichen raised his breath, his left leg was inconvenient, he could only use his right foot when performing light exercises, and it was inevitable that he would lose his balance.

Ye Yichen became even more anxious when he vaguely saw a dark light reflected from the weapon in the shadow's hand.He raised his internal strength to [-]%, jumped up, and fell to the left involuntarily.

Ye Yichen didn't care about his injured leg at this time, he stepped on the ground with his left foot, and a sharp pain came from his left leg. He didn't seem to notice it, and used this to maintain his balance. After all, he took the first step and reached Wen Zihao's side , protecting his back.

There was only a sound of "poof", something cut open his chest, tore his skin, and pierced through his chest fiercely.

Huge pain hit, even though Ye Yichen was prepared, he still couldn't help but groaned secretly.

Wen Zihao vaguely heard a sound behind him, but he didn't feel murderous, so he knew it was Ye Yichen.He reassuredly handed over his back to him, and continued to fight with the lone wolf.

A large amount of blood gushed out from Ye Yichen's chest, he suppressed the pain and thought to himself that his lung might have been punctured.

He waved the ice porch to block the dark weapon, and tapped several acupoints in succession to stop the bleeding.

Ye Yichen danced the Ice Soul until it leaked, gasping for breath in pain, the acupuncture only stopped the bleeding, the wound was still very painful, he hurt his right chest, and the wound would be painful when he swung the Ice Soul Whip.

The black shadow envoy on the opposite side had strange and dangerous moves. Ye Yichen's old injuries had not healed yet he had new injuries, and his left foot was still inconvenient to move, so he was very embarrassed to block.

The black-clothed killers surrounded him one after another, and Wen Zihao realized that something was wrong. It stands to reason that these people should be dealt with by Ye Yichen, but now they surround him like this. Could it be that something happened to Ye Yichen?

He hurriedly turned his head to look at Ye Yichen, just at this moment a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, Wen Zihao only saw that Ye Yichen's pure white obscene clothes had been dyed dark red, his face was as pale as paper, and the night wind blew loosely. Obscene clothes, as if to blow away that thin body.

Wen Zihao only felt that his heart had been punched hard, and he couldn't breathe for a while. He didn't care about Lone Wolf's black gold spear behind him, and without thinking, he used Tianyi Sword Art No.30 six moves: special Return to one.

This move was originally a very dangerous move, and most of the young disciples of Tianyi Sect would not know this move, and Wen Zihao, as the number one disciple under the head of the sect, was also instructed by Lu Luhejia thousands of times, unless it was absolutely necessary , absolutely cannot use this trick.

The only way to return to the destination is to stir all the internal energy in the human body on the edge of the sword.Release the internal force outward, naturally you can cut the enemy several meters away, but for the next few breaths, the internal force will not continue, and there is almost no other strength except for breathing. If you can't kill the enemy with one move, you will die under the enemy's sword.

Wen Zihao's sword energy surged, and the man in black beside Ye Yichen couldn't resist it, and the sword's edge was directed at Sha Yu, who had fought hand-to-hand with him.

Sha Yu was the first to bear the brunt, stabbed in the abdomen with sword energy, and stopped the offensive for a while.

Ye Yichen turned his head and saw that the lone wolf was stabbing Wen Zihao's back with a spear. Ye Yichen swept across with a long whip, rolled up Wen Zihao, resisting the piercing pain in his left leg, and stabbing Wen Zihao. direction to run.

Wen Zihao made a move, lost his strength, was wrapped around him by Ye Yichen's whip, and ran with him on his back.

The whip only blocked the lone wolf for a moment, and he followed closely behind, catching up.

The crowd in black also chased Wen and Ye.

Ye Yichen carried Wen Zihao on his back, and barely jumped up with light work. The injury on his left leg was really painful. Ye Yichen's lower lip had been bitten to a bloody mess, but he still managed to support it. Most of his strength was on his right leg. At the same time, he used his left leg to maintain his balance, and ran into a dark alley with difficulty.

Wen Zihao hurriedly said to him: "Put me down, I can go."

Ye Yichen didn't pay attention at all, just gritted his teeth and ran quickly with light work.

The time limit of a few breaths passed, Wen Zihao felt his body's strength gradually recovering, he hurriedly got off Ye Yichen's back, bent down, and carried Ye Yichen, who was still flaunting his strength, on his back.

Ye Yichen finally breathed a sigh of relief, and just as he was about to speak, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat, and with a "poof", it sprayed out from his mouth.

The lone wolf's footsteps came from far to near, and because of his urgency, he didn't deliberately lower his footsteps.Although the night was dark, the lone wolf only needed to follow the smell of blood to find their location.

Wen Zihao carried Ye Yichen on his back, and ran as far away as possible, he knew that the lone wolf would definitely follow the smell, but there were so many of them, there was nothing they could do except hide everywhere.

There was a loud "boom", thunder came from the sky, and white lightning flashed across the dark clouds, as if the dark night sky was split into several pieces.A moment later, the big raindrops fell down like a pour, hitting the rocky roof with a crackling sound.Later, it rained cats and dogs, pouring down.

In the heavy rain, Wen Zihao hid in another alley with Ye Yichen on his back, the sound of the rain covered his footsteps, and the rain washed away the smell of blood on their bodies.

Wen Zihao turned his head and said to Ye Yichen: "Master Ye, we really deserve to die. When it rains, it won't be so easy for the lone wolf to track us down."

Ye Yichen probably became a little confused because he relaxed his mind and lost too much blood. He leaned on Wen Zihao's shoulder and murmured: "Brother, put me down, run, run!"

Wen Zihao felt strange. Ye Yichen had mentioned his senior brother many times while in a coma. Presumably, this senior senior brother was a very important person to him.

It's just that this leader Ye seems to often confuse him with his senior brother, and every time he is unconscious, he always yells "big brother" in such nonsense.

Wen Zihao suppressed the soreness and discomfort in his heart, and decided that when Ye Yichen woke up, he must ask him who this senior brother is?

He had never heard of the leader of the Hanlan Sect and a senior brother?

Wen Zihao ran away desperately in the rain with Ye Yichen on his back, the sky was pitch dark and the rain was dripping heavily, and he couldn't see the direction clearly.

In a panic, he fled to a thatched hut on the edge of the town.The door of the house was just a few tattered wooden boards, which were still half open. It was pitch black inside, and it seemed that no one lived there, but fortunately, it could also shelter from the wind and rain.

With Ye Yichen on his back, Wen Zihao felt that he had lost his temperature under the heavy rain, so he decided to hide in the house.

After entering the thatched hut, Wen Zihao didn't dare to light a fire, so he let Ye Yichen sit down against the wall, and turned around to close the tattered wooden door.

There was no light outside, so Wen Zihao could only grope slowly, trying to find some soft things like hay, so that Ye Yichen could rest more comfortably.

It's just that he groped for a while, but he couldn't find anything, so he heard Ye Yichen whisper: "It's cold, it's so cold"

Wen Zihao hurriedly approached him and touched him. Under the cold and soaking filthy clothes, Ye Yichen's skin temperature was scalding again, and he had a fever again. He shrank into a small ball and shivered unselfishly.

Only then did Wen Zihao realize that his body was also wet, so he quickly mobilized his internal energy to protect his body, and his body became much warmer.

It's just that Ye Yichen is still in a coma, unable to use his internal strength by himself.

Wen Zihao was afraid of being found by Yin Yinge's killer, so he didn't dare to light the fire, so he hugged the trembling, small lump, and used his internal energy to raise his body temperature to warm his icy skin.

Ye Yichen might have felt the warmth, and shrank his whole body into his embrace, moaning in a low voice: "Elder brother, it's so cold, so cold"

Wen Zihao's heart felt a little stuffy for no reason, but he had nothing to do with the unconscious man, he could only hold him tighter, trying to make him warmer