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Leaving the tent at noon, the brown-red horse sneaked in the blood-red mist like a fast-moving arrow, but this lonely, fast arrow that forgets life and death also has its strength.The closer to Cancheng, the mottled ash-stained city walls could be seen faintly, the more anxious the horse snorted and refused to move forward.

"Forget it, just wait for me here." Ling Feichuan got off his horse, but did not tie the reins to the dead tree by the roadside.In this way, if he cannot wait for his return, the horse will not be trapped here to death.

With a few light jumps, Ling Feichuan walked along the ruined walls and entered the lost Cannes.Visibility is very low in the blood fog, and the smell of blood mixed with the smell of coke is suffocating and choking.Ling Feichuan had to tear off a piece of his sleeve to cover his nose and mouth, and walked carefully among the rubble holding the broken magic mirror in his hand.This is the first time he has entered the Cannes town since he arrived in the Cannes area. He has heard that the small town of Cannes is a prosperous place where merchants gather on the border. Judging from the surviving ruins in the city, the town does have a certain scale.

It's just... I walked for a long time, but I didn't see a single corpse from the beginning to the end.Ling Feichuan couldn't help thinking in his mind, given the size of the town, the refugees who escaped to the tents outside the city were only one-fifth of the townspeople, where did the rest of the townspeople go?This kind of weirdness of not seeing people alive but not dead bodies filled him with foreboding.

Gradually, a towering dome tower appeared in the thick blood mist, and the tattered flags on the tower were almost burnt out, only a few flags were hanging down in a state of decay.Ling Feichuan seemed to hear some low-pitched mournful cries, like weeping mixed with murmurs of pain.Getting closer, the frightening voice really became clearer.Ling Feichuan couldn't help but walk lightly, approaching the building cautiously.When he put his ear on the wooden door of that building, he was absolutely sure that the previous crying and wailing sound came from this door.

Ling Feichuan's heart trembled, and the broken magic mirror in his hand was also restless.He carefully hid the broken magic mirror in the spacious sleeve of his robe, and looked down, only to see blood red and dirty black colors changing in the flickering mirror.All the manifestations show that there are demons in the building in front of them, and the demonic nature is very strong!

Ling Feichuan wanted to look up at the sky, but the sky was already shrouded in blood mist, he could only do a rough calculation, presumably it should not be Shen Shi at this moment, and the evil spirits should still be dormant.So he walked sideways along the wall of the tower, found a window and poked open the window paper to look into the house.

Seeing this, Ling Feichuan was really shocked.However, the first floor of this circular tower is a spacious hall, with four thick pillars firmly supporting the "well" girder on the roof.But there were many people hanging on the beams of the house. Judging by their clothes, whether they were ordinary people, merchants, people of Great Yan, barbarians or strangers, they were all head down and feet up. hanging upside down.Their arms or necks are dripping with blood, and the blood flow is neither fast nor slow, so they can neither suffer less torture and die quickly, nor can they escape the tragic fate of dying in blood.

In addition to the people who were hanged upside down for bloodletting, there were many people crowded close together in the house.Regardless of their identities, regardless of their gender, regardless of their age, and regardless of their nationality, they are all dying and stupefied together.Those agonized murmurs, those miserable sobs were the only solace these unfortunates could utter in their terror and despair.

Ling Feichuan finally knew why there was no dead body in the streets and alleys of Cancheng, which had become an empty city. All the people who hadn't escaped in time should be gathered here by someone.Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart. This building has more than one floor, maybe the second, third, and fourth floors are also full of refugees waiting to die.For a moment, Ling Feichuan felt that he couldn't help himself and wanted to rush into the domed tower, rescue those survivors from Cannes, and take them away from this terrifying purgatory forever!

However, he noticed that the ground in the hall of the tower building was already covered in blood. The coagulated black blood was superimposed with sticky dark red blood plasma, and on top of the jelly was fresh blood that had turned from warm to cold as soon as it fell.The sea of ​​blood gathered in the whole room seemed to be controlled by some evil method, and it merged into eight injections of blood mist, like a cluster of flames surrounding a small shiny red stone.

Ye Youshi! ! !

Ling Feichuan couldn't believe his eyes, the Yeyou stone, which Tian Yuzong had searched for for 30 years without any results, was right in front of him!And it's still being nourished with human blood! !If it is really the silver-eyed night demon who is controlling all of this, then all the Daoist priests of the Tian Yuzong must be invited to come to reinforce this calamity in Cancheng! ! !

Just as he was worrying, a mournful crow suddenly sounded in the air, and Ling Feichuan couldn't help being startled, fearing that he was too focused on Ye Youshi and ignored the surrounding situation, which would attract the detection of monsters.So he quickly withdrew his gaze, carefully inspected the surroundings, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual, he cast his gaze back to the small hole in the window again.Unexpectedly, looking through the window was no longer the scene in the room, but a cloudy and white eyeball staring back and forth at him through the paper hole.

Oops! ! !

Ling Feichuan was shocked, knowing that his whereabouts had been exposed.Before he had time to react, the pale eyeball disappeared in a flash, replaced by an arm with sharp claws, breaking through the window viciously and grabbing at him.Ling Feichuan hurriedly dodged back, although he didn't get five bloody holes pierced by the fierce claws on his head, but he inevitably scratched his cheek.

The skin on his face seemed to have been split open, and the blood flowing out instantly polluted the entire face.Ling Feichuan only felt the burning pain of the three bloodstains, but fortunately the bloodstains stopped abruptly at the cloth towel covering his mouth and nose.The cloth towel was grabbed by sharp claws, and he also escaped having his entire face cut open.Apparently, the owner of the sharp claw was also very surprised that the grab had caught a piece of cloth, so he threw the cloth towel viciously through the broken window, and then jumped out of the window himself.

Ling Feichuan lifted the sleeves of his snow-white robe to wipe away the blood that blocked his vision, and the blood instantly stained his sleeves red.Looking intently, there was just an ordinary old man in rough sermon clothes in front of him.He has white hair and a white beard, and his face is peaceful.It's just that the cloudy white one eye under his long eyebrows is really chilling.

"Boy, your skills are good, and you can avoid the old man's palm." The old man praised Ling Feichuan with a half-smile, and also looked at Ling Feichuan. Soon his eyes fell on the broken magic mirror in Ling Feichuan's hand, and he suddenly realized: " No wonder, it turned out to be a character."

Ling Feichuan didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, even though he was ready to die when he came.But when he actually confronted the ancient demons that only appeared in books, an unprecedented sense of tension and oppression still made him both excited and nervous.

"Silver-eyed night devil!" Ling Feichuan's tone seemed to be affirmative, but it also seemed to be a question, but the aura of the broken magic mirror had already surged.

The silver-eyed Night Demon didn't answer, but looked around disappointedly, and asked casually, "You're the only one here?"

"Yes, so what." Ling Feichuan keenly read the disappointment in the eyes of the silver-eyed night devil, and recalled Ling Feiyan and Ling Feiming's reasoning before, thinking that maybe they had indeed guessed the silver-eyed night devil's mind, Can't help but feel very anxious.

At that time, he didn't know that it was the silver-eyed night devil who was dormant in Cannes, and he didn't know that the silver-eyed night devil actually had the ancient treasure Yeyou stone in his hand.Either of these two is enough to involve most of Tian Yuzong's energy, but now they are all together!

Ling Feichuan thought quickly, finding out such information, the trip is considered to be half successful.But if you can't bring the news back alive, this half of the success is meaningless.

Obviously, the silver-eyed night demon easily saw through Ling Feichuan's mind.Although he killed all the disciples of Tian Yuzong who came here to investigate, but he did not intend to kill this Taoist who knew the Silver-eyed Yemo and Yeyoushi.After all, how could people who didn't recognize him recruit all the big and small Taoist masters of Tianyuzong here.However, he didn't want to let Ling Feichuan go easily, especially since the Taoist master was holding an ancient magic weapon that had sealed him so much that he hated it so much.

"It's a bit lonely if one dies alone." The silver-eyed night devil said, gathering the magic breath on his fingertips, and in an instant, magic flames burned in his palms.He smiled contemptuously, and said to Ling Feichuan in a desperate tone: "But it doesn't matter, when you shed all the blood in your body to nourish Ye Youshi, I will reward you to become my ghost slave. In this way, you You won't be alone when you die."

As soon as the words fell, the silver-eyed night demon suddenly appeared in front of Ling Feichuan like a ghost.

Ling Feichuan was startled, because the silver-eyed night devil's indifferent and old-fashioned attitude made him ignore the silver-eyed night devil's agility.Seeing that the silver-eyed night demon's sharp claws burning with magic flames were about to burn in the atrium of his heart, Ling Feichuan immediately raised his true energy and blocked the broken magic mirror against his chest.Maybe that's how the word breastplate came about?The magic flame of the silver-eyed night devil burned on the smooth jade surface of the broken magic mirror, but it was much darker.

The silver-eyed night devil didn't care about this.All of a sudden, he made a ruthless move against Ling Feichuan because he wanted to test the current status of Ling Zun's first disciple in Tian Yuzong.Recalling that when he first came out of the five-color five-element formation 30 years ago, the five white-clothed Ling Zun chief disciples of Tian Yuzong had to go through a hundred moves before being killed by him.Now after 30 years of dormant meditation, he is very confident that he can take Ling Feichuan's life within a hundred moves.

Ling Feichuan also had a good judgment on the silver-eyed night devil. With this move alone, he knew that he must not entangle with the silver-eyed night devil again, otherwise it would be hopeless to retreat completely.So he hurriedly turned around and hid in the blood mist, holding the broken magic mirror to observe the changes in the brilliance of the jade surface, and at the same time drove out of the city based on the impression he had when he came.

What he didn't expect was that the silver-eyed night devil didn't seem to have any intention of chasing and killing him, but just played a cat-and-mouse game with him by using the blinding blood mist.No matter how he got rid of it, the creepy laughter of the silver-eyed night devil kept ringing in his ears, and the looming figure haunted him like a ghost.

"Hehehe, are you scared? Do you want to run away?"

"You saw all the people hanging upside down in that room. If you stay here, I'll send a few children out of the city to live. How about it?"

"Hahahaha... Do you want to? Or do you want to live on your own?"

Ling Feichuan held the broken magic mirror firmly in his hand, and his pace unknowingly slowed down. His original intention of escaping from here and going back to the camp was suddenly shaken by this simple transaction.The furrowed brow touched the scar between the eyebrows, and the blood dripped down on the white skirt, and was then solidified by the cold wind, like the flowers of wintersweet scattered on the white snow.

But, can you believe the words of the silver-eyed night devil? !From ancient times to the present, all the records are that he created a sea of ​​blood and a catastrophe. How can such a demon be more than half merciful to anyone!Yeyou Stone did not know when it fell into his hands, nor did he know how many cycles it had been moistened.If I don't rush back to report, I'm afraid that the day when the evil spirit recovers its magic power and leaves the city, it will be the time when the common people in the world will be slaughtered again!

"Why, don't you want to? It seems that Tian Yuzong's mouth is full of justice, but it is all hypocrisy and hypocrisy in his own life." The voice of the silver-eyed night demon continued to mock in a low voice, and every word beat Ling Feichuan's chaotic mind.

"Uncle... save us... save us..."

"Uncle...how did you go..."

"Don't go, uncle... help us..."

In the blood mist, figures of many children emerged indistinctly.They either stretched out their arms to Ling Feichuan, or prostrated themselves on the ground trying to hold Ling Feichuan's shoes tightly.No matter how Ling Feichuan tried to break free with the broken magic mirror, those illusory shadows kept appearing one after another.

In this way, Ling Feichuan became more and more convinced that the silver-eyed night demon would never fulfill his promise.The reason why he made that deal was to disturb his sanity and plant a demon of guilt in him.

Unfortunately, the trick of the silver-eyed night devil was still successful.

Although Ling Feichuan still maintained his firm belief and tried his best to get rid of the haunted ghosts, a voice came out from the bottom of his heart and asked faintly, if the lives of several children could really be saved by this, should I still go...

The moment he saw the brown-red horse, Ling Feichuan was not at all relieved to have finally escaped from Cancheng.He had never felt so defeated and humiliated in his life.Even when the horse was galloping, he felt that what was riding on the horse was just his empty body, but his soul was left in Cannes forever, locked in the domed tower, watching the young man with his own eyes. The young children looked at him desperately, and finally shed the last drop of blood in their bodies.

The cold wind swept through the bleakness of Cannes, and the blood misty night never saw the moon again.

It is not polite to say that I was the last group of people to come to the camp, how could someone come in again, or someone came to look for me?

Puzzled on the first day of the lunar new year, he opened the cloth door of the tent, his eyes lit up, and he said joyfully, "Isn't it Yan Lingzun? Why are you here?"

The man in white was meditating with his eyes closed. When he heard someone coming in, he opened his eyes, nodded to Chu and said softly: "I was sharing the same account with Senior Sister Feiming, but a commoner took his daughter and said that she had a severe fever. The senior sister left the child in the tent to observe and take care of it herself. I heard that you still have time here, so I came here. Why, disturbing your privacy by yourself, don’t you welcome it?”

"Hey, why don't you welcome me." Chuyi smiled unconsciously, lifted the small pot in his hand, and said happily: "I know Ling Zun is coming, and the hot water is ready. It's a pity that I'm facing the enemy and I don't have the mood to drink tea , Ling Zun will be wronged."

"Come on." Ling Feiyan pretended to be indifferent, and exposed Chu's words: "If I hadn't met Feiwan, I would not have known that I would come here. You expected it first, and the water was prepared for me."

"Hey, it's nonsense." Chuyi walked into the tent with a smile.Although the cold wind was blowing outside the tent, the yellow candlelight in the tent felt very warm.

He and Ling Feiyan and himself each poured a bowl of hot water, held them in their hands and took a few sips, warming their palms and stomach.The two of them felt very comfortable, and Ling Feiyan chatted with Chu Yi for the first time.

"I just heard the noise outside the tent. You just came in. Do you know what happened?"

Chu Yi replied: "Oh, that guy Lao Tu and Brother Fei Ran started fighting again."

It seemed that Zhao Qingran's name caught Ling Feiyan's attention. She put down the water bowl in her hand and asked, "Why did they do it?"

Chuyi thought, since Fei Yanling asked, why not tell her about Ge Fan.After all, when it comes to manipulating the magic weapon, Ling Feiyan, who got the Yanyue Sword at a young age, is very good at it, and it saves him from thinking hard, but repeatedly failing to get the point.

So on the first day of the lunar new year, she and Zhao Qingran talked about singing fans. Zhao Qingran wanted to borrow a fan but was stopped by Tubal, and the two fought again. Later, Tubal told her about Zhao Qingran's suspicions with Ling Feiyan again. .

Unexpectedly, as Ling Feiyan listened, his face gradually became suspicious, which caused Chu Yi to become suspicious, and asked cautiously, "What did Ling Zun think of?"

Ling Feiyan shook his head, and said casually: "When we first met in the morning, I saw him looking at you in surprise."

Chu Yidao: "It's not true that senior brother has mentioned this point. He said that he thought I hadn't reached Hui Wu, and he didn't expect me to appear in Cannes, so he was surprised."

Ling Feiyan said: "Everyone in the Tianyu Sect knows that you have a singing fan, so why are others surprised when they see you coming, but he is the only one who is surprised?"

On the first day of junior high school, I couldn't think of the reason, so I could only remain silent.

Ling Feiyan went on to say: "From the men in black stealing singing fans at night, to the evil spirits in Kaijing coveting, and now there is Tu Minggong Feiran, whether these accidents are coincidences or not, they all show that someone is playing singing fans. ...and your intuition is right, there are untapped secrets and hidden powers in the music fandom."

After confirming his guess in Ling Feiyan's mouth, he couldn't help feeling excited on the first day of the junior high school, leaning forward and asking: "Does Ling Zun know what the secret is, and how should I find it?"

Ling Feiyan squinted his eyes, as if he was searching for his memory, and said slowly: "It is said that the ancestor Ye Xiaozhou was in the middle of the five-color and five-element formation because he obtained the true biography of the God of Heaven. But the master has always doubted the decision of Ye Xiaozhou. The reason why the formation is in the middle is actually the singing fan she holds. So I think the potential power of the singing fan should be related to the Yeyou Stone. As for its secret, it is the most obvious."

Startled on the first day of the lunar new year, he tentatively asked, "Is it... the sixteen-character proverb?"

Ling Feiyan nodded, and seemed not very sure, and continued: "Since there is such a legend, there must be such a truth. No one has been able to hold a singing fan for 300 years, so there is no chance to prove it. Therefore, the secret and power of the song cannot be explored. Therefore, I just guessed out of thin air based on historical facts and rumors, and I think that the sixteen-character motto that has not yet emerged may be the key to unlock the potential power of singing fans."

Hearing it on the first day of junior high school, he said dejectedly: "But no matter how I resonate with the singing fan and sneak into the world of the fan with my spiritual consciousness, I still can't get the point. I can only see a cold and lonely figure and hear only bleak things. sea ​​breeze."

"Shadow?" Ling Feiyan felt something new about Chuyi's words, but he couldn't think of anything for a while, so he could only comfort Chuyi: "Haste makes waste. The magic weapon depends on chance. You are a fan of Song It is only a matter of timing if you are destined to comprehend the mystery. On the contrary, you should not be too impatient and anxious, you must know that the more obsessive you are, the easier it is to run counter to your original intention."

"Hmm." Hearing Ling Feiyan's conjecture, the first day of junior high school felt that Ge Fan was an extraordinary artifact.However, such a vague thing like chance is really incomprehensible, and I can't help but feel disappointed and blame myself on the first day of junior high school.In front of the great enemy, I don't know when I will be able to understand the power of the magic weapon, it is really incompetent.

Perhaps this reluctance was clearly shown on his face, and Ling Feiyan sighed softly when he saw it, and said earnestly: "Perhaps Tubal's suspicion is not based on speculation. Ge Fan chose you, so you have to be vigilant and cherish it. Don’t take it lightly.”

On the first day of junior high school, my heart sank when I heard it, I touched the fan subconsciously, and nodded solemnly: "You must remember it."

After finishing the topic about singing fans, Ling Feiyan tightened the cloak on his shoulders. Even though he couldn't see the sky outside the tent, he still looked towards the tent door and murmured, "It's getting late outside."

On the first day of the lunar new year, he said: "It's just passed the time of Xu."

Ling Feiyan frowned slightly when she heard this, and said lightly: "If you still feel tired, you can rest for a while. If Senior Brother Zishi Feichuan can't come back..." She didn't expect that while she was talking about giving Chuyi a rest, she herself was caught off guard for a while. Tiredness struck, and he couldn't help raising his sleeves to cover his cheeks and yawned a little.

It is rare that Ling Feiyan, who has always been a fairy, also looked sleepy. At first glance, he smiled secretly in his eyes, and said to Ling Feiyan: "I only slept for a long time in the afternoon, and now I am very energetic. But Feiyan Ling respects you If you haven't rested for days, how about sleeping for a while before the storm arrives?"

"No, the situation is chaotic now, and the demons of Cancheng will come out at any time..." Before he finished speaking, Ling Feiyan covered his cheek with his sleeve again, and he stood up with tears in the corners of his eyes and woke up. He continued: "I have to... hey? What are you doing?"

On the first day of junior high school, I didn't bother to argue with Ling Feiyan.In her opinion, since Ling Feichuan went to investigate and has not returned yet, there are no evil spirits coming to cause trouble, and there are patrolling disciples and a large number of Tianyu sect masters outside the tent, no matter what, Ling Feiyan can rest for a while .

So she also stood up with Ling Feiyan, pushed Ling Feiyan in front of a felt blanket without any explanation, and took the Yanyue Sword from Ling Feiyan's hand, and persuaded half-seriously and half-sincerely: "Let you sleep for a while Just sleep for a while, does the sky fall when you are resting?"

Xu Shi dropped the Yanyue Sword in a trance, Ling Feiyan was a little displeased, and responded: "The sky will not fall, I'm afraid there will be some unexpected accident, and it will be too late to deal with it."

On the first day of the junior high school, he said helplessly: "But you are so tired that even if an accident happens, you will be powerless. You don't cherish yourself..." Originally, the first day of the junior high school came to my lips, and I wanted to say, "But it makes me feel bad for you", but seeing Ling Feiyan stared at her frankly, and had no choice but to change it to "When the time comes to fight against the evil spirits, you will be exhausted, and you will regret it."

Maybe it was really too exhausting, maybe he felt that what he said on the first day of the junior high school had some truth, Ling Feiyan hesitated for a moment, then took a step back and said: "Forget it, then I will continue to close my eyes and rest, so I can adapt to the situation."

"You, just go to sleep." Chuyi sighed, and dragged Ling Feiyan who was walking towards Xiaodun back to the felt blanket, and said in a reproachful tone: "Even if you are fast asleep, you won't sleep." What. In case of any accident, isn't there me... by your side..."

Having said that, the voice of the first day of the junior high school suddenly softened a lot.When she realized that the tone and content of her words just now seemed to be vague and ambiguous, and when she clearly exposed her desire to guard Ling Feiyan and accompany her to sleep peacefully, Ling Feiyan immediately He was already staring at her with slightly raised eyes.

The dim yellow candle reflected the empty tent, Chuyi looked away in embarrassment, and retracted the hand that was holding Ling Feiyan's arm.

She... noticed?Did such words make her feel uncomfortable...

Ling Feiyan remained silent for a moment without answering.On the first day of junior high school, he didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at Ling Feiyan for a moment, and could only silently lower his head and endure the strangely quiet atmosphere in the tent.

Suddenly, a Qianqian Su hand who was slightly pale because of the slight coldness appeared in the field of vision of the first day of junior high school.Ling Feiyan finally spoke first, his voice was very light, and there was no trace of emotion that could capture Ling Feiyan's mind on the first day of the junior high school.

"Okay, I will obey you. But, you give me the Yanyue Sword."

"Hmm..." Chuyi promised softly, and put the Yanyue Sword back in Ling Feiyan's hand.

Ling Feiyan didn't say anything, and lay down on her side on the felt blanket, holding her Yanyue Sword in her arms.Seeing that Ling Feiyan had fallen asleep on the first day of Chu, he quietly walked to the side and sat on the small pier.Within a few seconds, he couldn't help but glance sideways at Ling Feiyan's back.

Looking at it, the thoughts of the first grade of junior high school also spread aimlessly.Thinking that if she was not on the verge of life and death in Cancheng at this time, perhaps Ling Feiyan would not have to sleep with the Yanyue Sword in her arms, she pursed her lips in distress.Thinking that Ling Feiyan might trust her more than she imagined, otherwise how could he obediently accept her suggestion, he was secretly happy again.Thinking of Ling Feiyan's sleepy face just now, he couldn't help yawning and almost had tears in his eyes, and suddenly felt very cute.

Suddenly, on the first day of the lunar new year, it occurred to Ling Feiyan that she was so stubborn. Could it be that she pretended to lie down because she thought she was nagging, but she was not really asleep, and she was still on guard with her eyes open?So she stood up from the small pier, wanting to go and have a look.When she tiptoed and slowly turned to Ling Feiyan, her hanging heart finally let go.

Ling Feiyan closed his eyes lightly, and breathed steadily, thinking that he was really too tired and fell asleep peacefully.

Looking at Ling Feiyan's calm face on the first day of the lunar new year, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, feeling an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in his heart.Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly thought of something, so he lightly untied the cloak on his shoulders, carefully held it and squatted beside Ling Feiyan.

I don't know what kind of mood Ling Feiyan used to cover her with the cloak in the Immortal Cave, but at this moment, Chu, who is full of love and compassion, just wants to warmly embrace the sleeping person under the cloak.I couldn't help reaching out to touch Ling Feiyan's hair, and I didn't even know what I wanted to do before I bent down.Ling Feiyan's quiet breath lingered in the cold air, as if he could smell a burst of sweetness from it on the first day of the new year.The ink-like hair color, fair skin, and rosy lips all showed her Ling Feiyan's undisturbed beauty.But the more this happened, the more he wanted to secretly provoke Ling Feiyan who had no defense against her.

Finally, rationality returned instantly when the corner of his lips touched Ling Feiyan's cheek!All kinds of thoughts exploded crazily in her mind, and Chuyi stood up abruptly in shock, not even caring whether such a big movement would wake up Ling Feiyan's clear dream, she ran away as if fleeing for her life, only she and Ling Feiyan camp tent.

Outside the tent, the cold wind in the middle of the night poured on the thin clothes, but in the first day of junior high school, I only felt that my face, body, and even deep into my blood were ignited with blazing hot flames.The fact that she kissed Ling Feiyan in a trance made her desire for Ling Feiyan suddenly like a fast arrow off the string, and she could never look back.

At this moment, the restless night hidden, the devastated Cannes, the sad sound of huqin from the camp in the distance, and the beloved person in the tent behind him all seemed to melt into the ecstasy and self-consciousness in the heart of the first day of junior high school. complex emotions of responsibility.

She despised herself for doing such a selfish thing at such a critical moment, but this guilt was like a rootless duckweed, which was submerged by the raging emotions in an instant.On the first day of the junior high school, he arched his fingers and stuck them to the lips where he had just made a big mistake, but he clenched his fist tightly.

Can't!Never do this mess again! ! !

She warned herself fiercely, warned herself sternly, but all she saw was Ling Feiyan sleeping peacefully.

A rush of horseshoes gradually approached from the dense fog of the night.The guard disciple raised his lantern and unsheathed his sharp sword, staring in the direction the horseshoe came from.That white figure reassured them a lot, until the horse ran close, and they joyfully conveyed a joyful message to the camp.

"Feichuan Lingzun is back!!!"

When Ling Feitan came up to meet him, Ling Feichuan couldn't believe that he had really returned to the camp alive, and he wasn't sure if the person who jumped off the horse was still his original self.He handed over the reins to the patrolling disciples, unwilling to say a word, just buried his head and walked towards the big tent.

The disciples of Tianyuzong were all overjoyed to see Ling Feichuan returned from the successful investigation, but seeing his face was bruised and desolate, they couldn't help worrying.But the more this happened, the more guilt Ling Feichuan felt in his heart became more and more unbearable.Finally, he turned this unbearable feeling into boundless anger, and the three bloody scars on his face became more ferocious because of his frowning.

In the big tent, Ling Feiming was acting as his substitute. When he heard that Ling Feichuan had returned, he was very happy and immediately got up to greet him.Unexpectedly, just as he was about to say hello, he was so startled by the three shocking scars that he lost his voice.Ling Feiming's heart skipped a beat, feeling extremely sad.How solemn and elegant Ling Feichuan was in the past, how could he have changed into such an unrecognizable appearance after just one trip to Cannes.But compared with those disciples who never came back and perished in the blood mist, Ling Feichuan escaped from the danger alone, which is considered a blessing among misfortunes.

"Feiming, immediately order people to Feige Tianyuzong to report to Daolingxianzun and Mingya Daozun that the demon in Cancheng is indeed a silver-eyed night demon. And, Yeyoushi is also there..." Ling Feichuan clenched his fists, With a slightly trembling voice, he said, "Using human blood...to nourish, I don't know...how long."

Ling Feiming could hear the strangeness in Ling Feichuan's emotions, but he didn't know that the silver-eyed night demon had humiliated him with that false deal. He only thought that Ling Feichuan was angry with the silver-eyed night demon and Ye Youshi together, so he responded immediately. Said: "I'll do it right away, the wound on the brother's face..."

Ling Feichuan didn't pay attention to what Ling Feiming said about the injury on his face.He only felt that the children's screams for help were still echoing in his ears.Ling Feichuan knew very well that if he wanted to win this uncertain battle, he must not create demons out of thin air.So he forcibly corrected his posture, sat in meditation, stabilized his emotions, and then ordered Ling Feiming: "Quickly call Feitan, Feiyan, and Feimo to the tent to discuss countermeasures."

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