Xianjun's stand-in ran away

Wei Lan, whose consciousness was linked with Jianmu, ushered in the second wave of monster collision. This backlash caused his soul to be pulled out of his body directly, and he had to attach himself to Jianmu to prevent being attacked by the monster. The power of backlash was completely torn apart.

In a hollow under the canopy of the Jianmu tree, a looming figure floated in it, curled up into a ball.

Just after the second wave of shock, the third wave is coming again.

Wei Lan clenched her teeth, her face suddenly turned pale.

He will try his best to withstand the impact, but... he may not be able to withstand it.

How to do……?

Wei Lan is not afraid that he will die here, but he is afraid that his beloved clansman will die before his eyes again.

His consciousness has covered the entire southern Xinjiang along the roots of Jianmu. He saw the tribesmen in the village come out of the hanging building in a daze, and the tribesmen in charge of the guards were slowly going to get weapons, talking and laughing along the way , ignorant of the seriousness of the situation.

If monsters from the outside world rush into Southern Border...

Wei Lan's breathing was stagnant, and she didn't dare to continue thinking.

Just when Wei Lan was anxious about it and didn't know what to do, a dazzling white light suddenly cut through the sky, leaving a huge slender light mark in the center of the black sky. Sent out, like flying in all directions, rays of light are as sharp as swords, plowing countless bloodstains between the sky and the earth like a bamboo, and finally disappear, overflowing with a very familiar breath of danger.

——like the invisible sword energy of Lu Mingsi.

Wei Lan's Adam's apple rolled, and for a moment, she suddenly didn't want to look at the light trace.

Could it be him?

Wei Lan closed her eyes, her fingertips twitched and gradually clenched.

No, it was him, there would be no one else.

If the two of them were just the god son of the Wu clan and Immortal Minghui, the current Wei Lan should be extremely grateful for Lu Mingsi's appearance... but they are not.

Wei Lan's heart was agitated, he was grateful for Lu Mingsi's move, but also afraid that he would use his own move to ask for something in return...

Wei Lan, who just broke up with that man, didn't know what attitude to use to face him, but in order to protect his clansman from the evil spirits, he had to rely on Lu Mingsi, the only immortal, to fight the enemy hand in hand with him.

This natural disaster... came at an inopportune time.

Wei Lan thought bitterly.

Just when Wei Lan was hesitating whether to greet Lu Mingsi, a deep and familiar voice suddenly sounded, "Lan, Shenzi, there is no need to panic. Although the weakest part of the boundary wall was broken by external impact, the boundary wall It has the ability to heal itself, as long as we persevere, the channel pierced by the monster will be closed again in a short time, we only need to hold on for the most critical period of time."

Lu Mingsi's voice was as steady as gurgling water, which made people feel at ease unconsciously after listening to it, but Wei Lan knew him very well, and unexpectedly glimpsed a bit of embarrassment from the slight fluctuations in his tone.

Lu Mingsi's attitude was polite, and his suppressed voice revealed a kind of restraint, as if they had never had a closer relationship than the fairy king and the son of god.

Wei Lan, who originally thought that he would repay his kindness with grace, was a little surprised.

Lu Mingsi actually called him the Son of God, because he knew that he was still on guard against him, and wanted to relax his vigilance?

...It's not really guilt, is it?

Wei Lan curled her lower lip mockingly, pushing this unrealistic thought out of her mind.

Although Wei Lan didn't want to talk to Lu Mingsi very much, the situation in front of him was really not optimistic. Even if he didn't want to see this person in front of him again, he couldn't be willful at this time.

He hesitated for a while, and finally manipulated Jianmu to stick out a branch, stabbed Lu Mingsi's consciousness, and said stiffly: "...I see."

After being silent for a while, Wei Lan said awkwardly, "...Thank you."

Lu Ming paused for a moment, the powerful divine sense surrounded the protruding branch, tearing apart all the monsters attacking around, approached and retreated, unwilling to leave, but dared not touch, finally saw Wei Lan was about to withdraw impatiently, so she grabbed the leaf and quickly sent a voice transmission: "It is my duty to protect the cultivation world, and southern Xinjiang is also a part of the cultivation world. You should stay on the front line, it's not, it's not...it's not because you are here that you made the move."

Why explain so much?Trying to cover up?

Wei Lan didn't have much trust in him, so his explanation seemed to confirm Wei Lan's deepest guess.

There was a layer of coldness in his beautiful eyes, and his voice was a little cold: "Then I would like to thank Immortal Monarch Minghui, the witch clan will never forget your kindness from top to bottom."

After finishing speaking, the branch hiding his consciousness twitched in the air, as if he had hit something, but retracted it again as if he didn't notice it, making Lu Mingsi's huge consciousness empty...

Lu Mingsi felt a little aggrieved.

Wei Lan is now like a closed clam shell, oil and salt cannot enter.

As long as he thinks that this clamshell once opened to him unreservedly, revealing the soft flesh that is so tender that water can be squeezed out, without defense, he did not cherish it, and he personally destroyed Wei Lan's trust, Lu Ming I regretted it so much that my internal organs were burning.

But regret is the most useless emotion...

Lu Mingsi looked at Jianmu at the core of the tree tower from a distance, and with an instinct, guessed that Wei Lan's consciousness should be there now.

It may be that his gaze was too hot, so that the giant tree that was several miles away felt this gaze. The huge crown of Jianmu suddenly bent down, covering the entire tree like a curtain. As if trying to block the line of sight from high above.

Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that his gaze made Wei Lan unhappy, so he didn't dare to look any more, and turned his gaze away.

As if wanting to vent the anger of being rejected by another person, the light in front of the hole suddenly erupted with more blazing light, plowing the nearby demons over and over again, and the corpses spread on the ground in a layer Carpet of Flesh.

Wei Lan's resistance made him a little hurt, but his rationality told him that he deserved it...

He deserves it.

But emotion will not weaken for a moment because the reason knows that this is what he should bear. The painful flame of regret burns Lu Mingsi's soul, making him suffer pain all the time, and it also makes him attack more Kind of harsh.

With Lu Mingsi standing in front of that huge hole, the situation is no longer so critical.

Wei Lan manipulated countless sky sycamore trees, and entered a see-saw state with the intruding monsters. The gap in the sky shrank at an extremely slow speed, but there were too many monsters pouring in. Naruto blocked the passage to kill, but he couldn't kill all the monsters. There would always be fish that slipped through his attack and appeared behind.

Such an unreserved shot made Lu Mingsi's suppressed hidden diseases come out one after another - the soul that had been torn apart once was in pain, and the heart demon robbery was not far behind, and Lu Mingsi saw several scares in front of him. There are phantoms that seem to be nothing, and each one looks like Wei Lan...

Although he knew that it was the work of the heart demon, the sword energy that Lu Mingsi slashed was always biased a little unconsciously, allowing more monsters to slip past the line of defense by a narrow margin. Although these monsters were not strong enough to When he got close, he surged up wave after wave with an attitude of not fearing death, consuming his spiritual power and soul, making him gradually weaker, and making it easier for Xinmo Jie to sneak in.

Vicious circle.

The most suitable way to fight now is to activate the formation that was set up nearby in advance, delaying it first, and wait for Bai Xia and the others to arrive, and then work together to strangle them.

However, facing the offensive of monsters like now, and always paying attention to whether there are monsters gathered outside the southern border, it involved too much energy of Lu Mingsi, and his spiritual power was consumed at an unimaginable speed, but——

The scope of the cave entrance is larger than he expected, and the activated formation will only envelop a part of the southern border. At that time, the monster will use that part as the only breakthrough point, and the pressure on Wei Lan will be overwhelming. imagine...

He won't be able to hold on.

Lu Mingsi glanced heavily at the top of the tree tower, even at this moment of life and death, his heart softened for no reason.

He thought, maybe the rupture of the boundary wall was the damn rule of heaven indicating that he should atone for his sins...

He can't go back.

Lu Mingsi's expression became resolute again, and he took out the spirit stone from the mustard seed ring with his empty left hand, trying to draw spiritual power from it, the spiritual power in the spirit stone has not been refined, and the warm spiritual power flows every time Passing through the meridians seemed to be mixed with blades, tumbling across his meridians, bringing bursts of unbearable pain, Lu Mingsi's face twitched, and he forcibly endured the severe pain.

He would rather choose to endure such severe pain in exchange for not weakening the attack.

...Just because the pressure on Wei Lan's side can be a little less.

Wei Lan almost numbly controlled the barrier made of Tianwu wood to block wave after wave of impact, but there were too many of them...

He didn't know how many waves of attacks he had withstood. The figure suspended in the void became more and more illusory, more and more transparent, almost disappearing into the air, and his consciousness was almost completely squeezed out, but in the numbness, another A little thought.

Wei Lan thought, this world treats him... really cruel.

Every time he just feels that his life is getting better and there is a future to look forward to, there will always be an external force destroying his thriving life, adding destruction and pain to his body, trying to drown him in it...

He raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the man who hung high in the sky like the sun and withstood the first wave of attacks—the waves of sword energy spreading out were still as bright and powerful as before, and any monsters that touched them would be flesh and blood. Splash, soul flying.

That is the most powerful man in the world, the only immortal at the moment, he is like an invulnerable, tireless fighting puppet, so strong that he is invincible, as if he still has the strength to face any difficulties, making people feel that this There is nothing in the world that he cannot do.

Wei Lan's eyes moved, and the soul body in the hollow curled up into a ball, trembling with exhaustion.

The gap in strength is really too great... Maybe he should give up his fearless pride and beg that person to help him, help a group of witches...

At the moment when he thought about it, countless sky sycamores stretched out their branches one after another, as if they were going to do something, but in the end, those branches did nothing, and retracted again, blocking the monster's front.

You can't rely on Lu Mingsi, didn't you already agree to rely on yourself?

No one is more reliable than himself, this truth... Wei Lan has already experienced it deeply enough in her last life.

Wei Lan squeezed her own soul body, causing countless incomplete Tianwu trees to grow new branches, weaving them into a solid barrier again, but after this, the translucent soul body in the hollow was almost completely destroyed. disappear.

Lu Mingsi noticed the abnormal movement at that moment, hesitated for a moment, and cautiously poked out his soul, came to Jianmu, tentatively touched the crown of Jianmu, which was closed like wings, and said through voice transmission: "Wei Lan ……What's wrong?"

Wei Lan's somewhat confused consciousness was soaked by his cold voice, and she suddenly woke up.

Why did Lu Mingsi ask such a question?The reason why he stayed there with ease was because he was waiting for this moment?Was he waiting for him to ask for help?

Many thoughts in Wei Lan's mind were boiling, and the more he thought about it, the colder he became. His distrust of Lu Mingsi was like a thorn in his heart, making him unable to help but wonder what kind of purpose was hidden behind his every action. , Do you want to use this... to manipulate him again.

Can't give him such a chance...

Wei Lan once again squeezed his mental power. Under his strong will, the mental power that was almost exhausted was filled up like a flash of light. It was obvious that the pain was about to swallow his whole body, but he was still indifferent. He refused: "Thank you for your concern, but it is my duty to protect the witch clan, and I can still hold on. If these monsters want to harm my clansmen, they must step over my corpse."

His tone was cold and piercing, as if he didn't care about his life or death at all.

Lu Ming was stung by the guard and indifference in his words.

He wanted Wei Lan not to talk nonsense, but he no longer had the position to criticize him.

Lu Mingsi's face was ugly, his hand holding the hilt of the sword was so hard that his knuckles turned white, he hesitated to speak.

He didn't know what Wei Lan's state was like, whether he was deliberately provoking him by saying those words, or if he was really in danger. He wanted to help, but he was afraid that Wei Lan's resentment would be even worse if he made a tough move...

It seems like whatever you do is wrong.

Because of the mistakes he made, Wei Lan's trust in him has been worn down to nothing.