people can be bullied

Qin Zheng put me on Bai Yu's back, looked down at me, and said to Bai Yuniao: "Protect him."

Bai Yu gave a very human voice, flapped his wings, stirred up a gust of wind, and slowly flew high into the sky.

He Chong didn't look at anyone, He Chong raised his head and looked at me, standing there, he was always cold and lonely.

I looked down from a height, and met his gaze unexpectedly. At that moment, I thought I would sink into his obscure and deep eyes.Fortunately, He Chong quickly withdrew his gaze, and I also staggered my gaze to look at Qin Zheng. He seemed to have come from a very far away place. With his serious personality, he would never allow himself to be inappropriate. , and will not mess up a strand of hair.But at this time, his hair was disheveled, dancing with the wind.

He Chong looked at Qin Zheng and summoned his natal spiritual sword. He Chong entered the Tao with the sword, but he only held two swords in his hands. One was called Pochen, which was his natal spiritual sword, and the other was called Tibetan. Heart, he gave it to me when I entered his door.

Although he is famous for his sword, he seldom draws his sword. If the sword comes out of its sheath, there will be blood.

Back then when Wuji questioned the crime, He Chong just summoned the spirit sword and held it in his hand, and none of the people present dared to speak rudely again.

Now, facing Qin Zheng, He Chong pulled out the Pochen Sword.

The whole body of the Pochen Sword is as bright as snow and does not stir up dust, but now there are wisps of jet-black demon energy entwined on it.

He Chong's wrist moved slightly, and the pure spiritual energy broke through the devilish energy like a maggot tarsus, and slashed at Qin Zheng like a bamboo.

Qin Zheng's complexion did not change, and he raised his sword to greet him. Qin Zheng, the young patriarch of Diancang, was young and promising, but few people knew that he was very good at swordsmanship, let alone that he was also a swordsman.

But at this moment, the thunder that had been brewing for a long time finally fell, and the double thunders pointed directly at Wen Heng in no particular order.

Thunder light, sword light, and blinding white light engulfed everything between heaven and earth.

I couldn't help but close my eyes and put my hands in front of my eyes.

Amidst the earth-shattering thunder and thunder, the sound of weapons clashing was still clearly audible.

When the dazzling light faded, I looked at the lone peak where Wen Heng was. That lone peak could no longer be called a 'peak'. Most of the thousand-foot peak was cut off, leaving only a huge dilapidated mountain depression. My heart tightened. Senior brother, he... …

My mind went blank, and when I came back to my senses, I had been brought by Bai Yu to the lonely peak where Wen Heng crossed the robbery.

"Thank you." I touched Bai Yu's head and jumped down.

He must be alive.

The thunder calamity suffered by monks to advance is both a tribulation and an opportunity. Every thunder will remove impurities in the monk's body and have the effect of washing the tendons and cutting the marrow. The spiritual rain formed by aura can repair the injuries suffered by the monks because of the tribulation.

The pattering spiritual rain wet the ground and blurred my vision. There were layers of gravel, and I looked around with desolation. I wiped the liquid that had wet my eyelashes and called, "Senior Brother——"

"Brother, where are you—"

I closed my voice. In the spiritual rain, Wen Heng stood up from the deep pit with difficulty. The formation runes inscribed on his cassock were all damaged, his jade crown was broken, and his black hair was messy on his shoulders. He leaned against his head slightly. , with endless bewilderment and sadness.

Wen Heng turned his head when he heard my call, his eyes were full of sadness.

With just one glance, my heart hurts involuntarily, like the pain caused by being extremely sad but unable to dispatch.

"You came?"

Wen Heng said softly, look at me, but it doesn't seem to be looking at me.

"...Brother?"

Who are you looking at?

The pain in my heart was gradually subsiding, the strong emotion came and went suddenly, leaving only a faint sense of loss lingering in my heart.

Wen Heng gave me a deep look, as if he wanted to engrave me in his eyes. There were many emotions in his eyes that I didn't understand. What was lost was found again, and there was more tenderness and affection that was so strong that it couldn't be melted away.Then he looked at the direction I came from, at Qin Zheng and He Chong, rolled up his robe sleeves, and took a step.

"Brother, where are you going?" I realized that he was going to confront He Chong, and said in a broken voice, "Don't go—"

Even though Lingyu recovered from his injuries, Lingyu would not recover the aura he had exhausted due to crossing the tribulation. At this time, he should consolidate his realm rather than fight.

"do not Cry."

He reached out and touched my cheek lightly, and flew down.

"Fighting for the one you love is Wen Heng's greatest blessing."

His sleeves slipped across my fingertips, "Brother!"

I watched his figure disappear into the forest in a daze, and a voice faintly sounded in my ears.

"...I lost it once... this time, I will guard it to the end, until I die."