fall into enemy hands

It was two hours later when Lun Lingkunci was found missing.

One of the envelopes at their door was for Shang Tian, ​​and the other was for Xia Fan.

Bei Tangrong's handwriting on it is clear: I want to save people, I tie my own soul rope.

It also thoughtfully attached two scales from Lun Ling's body.

Monk Xia Fantian couldn't utter a single word, showing no expression at all.

Is there any idiom that can describe the mood right now?

Not in the mood at all!

Xia Fan gently said to Zhan Feng: "Where is the soul-hungry rope?"

Zhan Feng frowned and didn't speak.

It's strange that he obediently gave it. Isn't this equivalent to throwing himself into a trap?The four spirit beasts are all helpless in the demon cave, why?Do you want Jiuying to restore the nine-headed body directly and destroy the world?

Xia Fan knew that he would not give it, so he had to earnestly say, "Beitang Rong is not an ordinary person who can hide for so long. Lun Ling is suffering now, so it will be too late."

Zhan Feng: "Then you will send him to the door to accompany him to suffer? It's not that I don't allow it, just discuss a way to preserve it."

The problem is that there is no one-size-fits-all solution.

They don't know where the demon cave is, and the people present have no friendship with Lun Ling, let alone Kun Ci, who don't know where and how to get there?If you want to save someone, you have to tie your own soul, but no matter what, you have to do something, or you really wait?

What are you waiting for?Who else can save them?

Xia Fan said softly, "I have your divine sense in me, just go find me."

Shang Tian immediately denied it: "Beitangrong knows too much, he won't take you there obediently; maybe he will take out your spiritual consciousness when you turn the eighteenth bend of the mountain road, the world is so big, where can you find it?"

Xia Fan was silent for a while, and said bitterly: "Anyway...we won't die..."

Zhan Feng interrupted: "Stop talking."

Xia Fan and Shang Tian each have half of the elixir, and half of the elixir is in the snake demon; Lun Lingkunci is now at the mercy of others; there is no way to know whether there is a elixir, or whether it is dead, and if you go rashly, it will probably be useless. .

Xia Fan touched Zhan Feng's hand clenched into a fist in the wide-sleeved robe, held it lightly, and opened it bit by bit. The index fingers interlocked. The rings on their middle fingers reflected the color of obsidian under the robe, and the luster was even brighter. Bright.

Xia Fan stroked his face with his right hand, "Do you still remember what I said?"

Zhan closed his eyes, clasped the warm fingers tightly, and caressed the back of his hand that was gently rubbing against his cheek with his callused palm.

Zhan Feng said: "Stand shoulder to shoulder."

Xia Fan said: "Tie me a soul-hungry rope."

Zhan Feng wrapped the addictive rope around Xia Fan's body, Xia Fan was tied behind his back, standing in front of Zhan Feng, the rope began to work after it was tied, Xia Fan frowned and endured the pain without making a sound, relieved for a moment, looked up At the beginning, a happy smile appeared on his brows and eyes, and he looked at Zhan Feng tenderly.

Zhan Feng lowered his head and kissed his lips slowly.

Just a light kiss.

After Xia Fan and Shang Tian were tied up, people from the Yaozu came to pick them up.In a daze, Xia Fan was kicked and knelt on the ground, the ground was a cold stone wall, and the black cloth from his eyes was taken off, Xia Fan suddenly wanted to laugh.

Bei Tangrong was sitting on the high seat, playing with the bloody scales in his hands, and asked vaguely, "What are you laughing at?"

Xia Fan lowered his head and said indifferently: "It's nothing, it's just... you suddenly realize that you seem to be feared by others?"

Bei Tangrong was noncommittal, "Indeed."

Xia Fan: "I used to feel that I was nothing but a hindrance to Zhan Feng."

"You are now too." Beitang Rong said lightly: "Yunshan has been encircled and suppressed."

Xia Fan raised his head, and was stunned for a moment——I saw Lun Ling was tied to his body, the beautiful fish tail was mottled with blood, and a large piece of scale was missing, which could no longer shine beautifully. It passed; Shang Tian regained his clarity, gritted his teeth and said, "Are you human?"

Beitang spread his hands, "I am also very helpless about the fact that I am human."

Xia Fan said: "What do you mean by encirclement and suppression?"

Bei Tangrong touched Lun Ling's pale cheeks, "Your Majesty and Master Snake accidentally caught Zhan Feng's father, oh, that is, the Cloud Lord of Yunshan; this Zhan Feng should have known this morning; by now If you don't go to save him, it will be too late, and I'm afraid that if he chooses you, then Yunshan will really hang."

Xia Fan finally started to soar with anger, trembling all over with anger, the more angry he was, the tighter he was to suppress him, and he broke out in cold sweat after a while.

No wonder!No wonder they didn't draw their consciousness!Just bring them here!

Shang Tian also suffered from the pain of soul addiction, tremblingly said: "The four of us are all together, what are you waiting for if you don't do it?"

Bei Tang said: "Don't worry! Didn't I say that, after all, I'm human, I can't touch you, wait for Master Snake Cultivator to come back and let him deal with it; before that..." Bei Tang Rong tore off a scale from Lun Ling's body again, "I can do whatever I want."

Kunci had already been beaten to death, and seeing Lun Ling's fish tail being torn apart, he said angrily, "Stop!"

Beitang laughed and said, "Hahaha, let me stop? Where do you have the qualifications?"

"This spirit beast sounds powerful, but now it's all being held back like mud. It's really boring; I thought it would take some trouble."

The four spirit beasts were captured to restrain Zhan Feng; to take the opportunity to get rid of Yunshan, although there are spirit beasts that can quickly recover their real bodies, they are no match for Yunshan, a place with aura like Yunshan. It was originally the ultimate goal of Jiuying.

Tu Jinyunshan can avenge the destruction of the demon, and restore his real body. At that time, let alone four spirit beasts, even eight spirit beasts can't beat the nine-headed Jiuying.

Today is the right time, place and people, and the sky is about to change.

Zhan Feng said: "It's really a good plan."

Xia Fan was shocked when he heard the voice: "Zhan Feng! Yunshan! Go back!"

Zhan Feng waved his sleeves to untie the soul-hungry ropes on Xia Fan and Shang Tian, ​​and said with a helpless smile, "I'm here."

Beitang smiled and said, "Sure enough, it's here."

Zhan Feng didn't bother to fight Bei Tangrong, and asked directly, "Where's the panacea?"

Bei Tangrong stood up, and suddenly a huge snake appeared behind him, "Why don't you look for it?"

Shang Tian recognized this, "This is the illusion of snake repair! Be careful of nightmares!"

The whole body was gray and white. Xia Fan knew it was a dream, but he couldn't stand the reality of the dream, which made him palpitate.

Zhanfeng was covered in blood, kneeling in front of him; Yunshan became an image of extinct thousands of years ago; Yunshan fell, and Zhanfeng was about to die.

Xia Fan couldn't react for a moment.

Zhan Feng looked at him in pain, "Xiao Fan, I'll go first."

Xia Fan couldn't help but squat down to support him, "Zhan Feng..."

Just when his heart was shaking and deep in it, "Zhan Feng" suddenly put on a distorted face, with hatred in his indifferent eyes, he pinched Xia Fan's neck fiercely: "You are the one who killed Yunshan! You deserve it!" No! You are not worthy of me!"

This is the fear in Xia Fan's heart; but it is also the wake-up call to wake up Xia Fan; Xia Fan suddenly remembered.A blow of spiritual power pierced through the heart of "Zhan Feng", "It turns out that the illusion of snake repair is the fatal thing?"

"Zhan Feng" looked incredible: "How do you know?"

Xia Fan: "Seventh Uncle told me, thanks to your praise, I fell into my dream."

In just a moment, Xia Fan came back to reality from the dream, and Zhan Feng was calling his name non-stop. He had taken too many nightmare pills before, and he was already immune to the nightmare, so he was afraid that Xia Fan would fall into it.

Xia Fan suddenly stretched out his hand to separate him, the different pupils appeared instantly, and the snake-cultivating phantom hidden behind Bei Tangrong screamed and spit out two elixirs, and the rainbow-colored elixirs flew into Xia Fan's eyebrows instantly as if they had eyes .

Xia Fan's left hand condensed the light of orange fire, and his right hand ignited a purple-blue circle, and the two groups condensed out a spiritual violence and beat Bei Tangrong fiercely, Xia Fan said lightly to the phantom that was about to shatter.

"There is no reason why a thousand-year-old spirit beast is not worthy of the cloud master?"

If he didn't say this sentence, he might stay in the dream for a while longer.

Firm enough, without fear, the pair will never be trapped by nightmares again.

Zhan Feng stood beside him, standing shoulder to shoulder with him, lightly holding Xia Fan's hand with his palm, and the corners of his mouth raised happily at this juncture.

Xia Fan grabbed his hand tightly, and then exclaimed: "Go quickly! Go to Yunshan! I'll be there soon!"

Zhan Feng didn't say anything superfluous this time, instead he held his hand and kissed him quickly on his lips: "Wait for you."

Xia Fan: "Good!"

Zhan Feng quickly dodged out of the cave like the wind.

As soon as the illusion was shattered, Bei Tangrong, who was attached to him, fell down the steps in pain. Lun Ling was placed on a high position by him, his eyes were closed tightly and his face was pale. Bei Tangrong suddenly wanted to touch Lun Ling's face. Tightly holding onto the scale that Lun Ling took down and gave it to him, he climbed up the steps with his elbows on the ground, and when his fingertips almost touched Lun Ling's arm, Kun Ci kicked him off He picked up Lun Ling and waved spiritual power on his legs. Lun Ling returned to his human body, and the white shirt on his legs was covered with blood.

Kunci conveyed spiritual power to Lun Ling, and said condescendingly to Beitang Rong, whose expression was distorted by jealousy: "You are no longer worthy to touch him."

Put Lun Ling on the bench, Kunci walked down the steps, stepped on Beitangrong's wrist, forcing him to let go, Beitangrong's wrist bones were crushed, and his wrist lost strength, Kunci picked up the The scale stood up and was about to cut off the hand that had abused Lun Ling with his hand, but there was a cold touch pressing up behind him.Lun Ling hugged Kunci from behind. He was weak all over. His original intention was to stop him, but now it seemed like a condolence hug for rebirth after a catastrophe.

"Forget it." Lun Ling said, "Get to know each other for a while."

Beitang spit out a mouthful of blood, and shouted out of control: "I don't need your mercy! Kill me! Kill me!"

Kunci turned around, picked up Lun Ling, and walked away.

After all, what is forced is a bitter fruit, which cannot be swallowed.

Xia Fan and Shang Tian's spirit pills returned to their bodies, and their spirit bodies instantly became full. Xia Fan shook his fingertips on the ground, and took all the scales that Lun Ling had torn off into his hands. With a light pinch, those scales became He picked up a small spirit ball, and he handed it to Kunci and said, "I'll leave it to you here, and I'll go to Yunshan."

Lun Ling said, "I want to go too!"

Shang Tian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Don't join in the fun."

Lun Ling snatched the spirit ball from Kunci's hand, swallowed it in one gulp, and jumped to the ground, "Resurrected! Let's go!"

Xia Fan didn't talk nonsense, closed his eyes and sensed where Zhan Feng was with his spiritual sense, but found that his immortal body was weak, and panicked, "Let's go! Go up to Yunshan Mountain!"