sun and moon return

"But didn't you say that Fang Zhiyuan was killed by Luocheng because of the incident in the southeast dense forest?" Wang Jiang asked.

"It was only then that I knew he was not dead." Zheli was also full of doubts at this time, "Whether Luocheng or Shao Pengxuan swore that he was dead, we all thought he was dead, but in fact he was dead. Still alive. This shows that perhaps starting from the southeast dense forest, we have stepped into someone else's trap step by step."

Wang Jiang was a little startled when he heard the words, and then he was afraid. What kind of careful strategy did this have to start planning step by step from then on?Who is that man and why?Who does Fang Zhiyuan belong to?And why was he there with He Ming?

Zhe Li stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples: "No, I have never thought about these things since the southeast jungle. I always feel that there will be more frightening things in the future..."

Speaking of this, Wang Jiang hesitated, and asked tentatively: "By the way, Zheli, did you... have you heard about Kanuma later?"

"Kanuma?" Zheli raised his head, "I went into seclusion after I came back, and I just left today. What's wrong with Lunuma?"

The flames of that night flickered in his mind again, and Zheli had a bad guess in his heart: "Did something happen to Kanuma after we left? Where is Jianyun? Is something wrong with Jianyun?"

Sure enough, as soon as Jianyun was mentioned, Zheli became more anxious. He pressed Wangjiang's shoulder and eagerly waited for the answer.

"You, you, you...don't worry," Wang Jiang patted his hand reassuringly, "Listen to me, Li Wenhe died in Luma not long after we left, and it is rumored that he died in Jianyun's hands."

Zheli was really surprised: "What? Li Wenhe died in Luma?"

Wang Jiang nodded heavily: "Now do you know why someone sent you a letter under the guise of Jian Yun?"

Thinking of what He Ming said, Zheli couldn't help but sneered, "Yun Bai...he wants to use this to stir up a dispute between us and Fengxia."

Wangjiang was startled, is it Yunbai?It seems that from the point of view, it is indeed what Yun Zhan did, but... Hasn't Yun Zhan always been attached to Feng Xia?

Wang Jiangzheng was wondering why Zheli was so determined, so he asked urgently, "What about Jianyun?"

"The good news is that Jianyun has disappeared since Luzhao, and now Fengxia is also looking for his whereabouts." He clapped his hands and said, "Don't worry too much, in the current situation, no news is good news."

The two were silent for a long while, both of them felt heavy in their hearts.

After a long while, Zheli asked again: "By the way, you are well-informed. I want to ask you about a young man wearing a faceless mask. His cultivation is unpredictable."

Wang Jiang thought about it for a while: "I am really impressed by your ingenious description... But when it comes to the faceless mask... I heard that the young master of the demon world often shows people with a faceless mask, but I have never seen it before. What's the matter?"

Zheli also thought of the exquisitely crafted earring that was often hidden in Jianyun's black hair.Silver, hollowed out, carved, with a faint cloud in the pattern.

"The Demon Realm..." Zheli lowered his eyes, the breath around his body was a little condensed, Yun Ya in his arms seemed to sense Zheli's emotions, sobbed, and arched Zheli's chest comfortingly.

Wang Jiang knew that Zheli's parents died at the hands of the Demon Realm, and his feelings towards the Demon Realm were more complicated. He asked cautiously, "Why, what happened to you and that person?"

Zheli remained silent and did not answer.

Wang Jiang asked again tentatively: "Speaking of which, is this in your arms?"

Zhe Li looked down at Yun Ya: "A pet called Yun Ya."

Wang Jiang breathed a sigh of relief: "Yeah, no wonder it looks so cute."

Zheli looked up at Wangjiang strangely, and nodded slightly, expressing his approval of his magical aesthetics.

The room suddenly darkened.

Wang Jiang stretched his neck and glanced at the dark sky outside the window: "The weather is getting warmer, probably it will rain in spring."

A flash of lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the gloomy world, and Wang Jiang let out a "huh".

"What's wrong?" Zheli asked.

Wang Jiang opened the window a little wider, leaned half of his body out, and looked at the sky suspiciously: "Why do I see someone in the sky in a daze?"

The rumbling thunder blasted the sky and the earth, the rain had not yet started, but there was a lot of people outside, and the disciples from the nearby courtyard came to knock on the door, it seemed that something happened outside the main hall.

Hulala, the disciples of Qingwu who were leaving the sword barrier, Zheli got up quickly, and followed Wangwangjiang to the Hall of Listening Heart.

Halfway through the flight, heavy rain came rushing down. In the hazy rain, it seemed that something fell from mid-air and was surrounded by Qingwu disciples.

Wangjiang and Zheli fell on the periphery, and saw the blood flowing out from the rain, staining the open space outside the hall red, which was terrifying.

"This person seems familiar..."

"this is not……"

"Are you still alive..."

"Jianyun?" Standing in the center of the crowd, Shen Xing's gaze sank, and he knelt down to check Jianyun's breath.

Hearing Jianyun's name, Zheli turned pale, and flew into the crowd, landing beside Shen Xing.

In the pool of blood, the one lying on the ground with ragged clothes, wounds all over his body, and a bruised face like a corpse was Jianyun.

The spiritual power in his body soared, Zheli set up a barrier, and wood-type spiritual power poured into Jianyun's body continuously, Zheli hugged Jianyun, blood soon stained half of his body red.

Amidst the storm, thunder and lightning, Zheli's face was even more gloomy than the sky.

Yunya hid in Zheli's arms whining.

Another flash of lightning pierced the sky, and everyone exclaimed, followed by a powerful sword light full of murderous aura, piercing the sky and piercing towards Zheli.

At the same time, Youlong screamed, and the golden scale jade armor protected everyone, collided with the sword energy, and turned into pieces of golden light and fell.

The whistling sound dissipated, and the sound of rain became complicated again. The people who had escaped looked up and saw that Feidao was surrounded by Hanlong, and the opposite was Feng Chan whose eyes were about to burst.

At this time, another person came riding the wind and rain, and it was Yunbai.

"Le Feidao, hand over the note cloud." Feng Chan gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words. After he lost his son, he has lost some sanity.

"What a coincidence." Feidao glanced at Yun Bai coldly, "Where can't I see you, Yun Bai is the leader."

Yun Bai smiled and said: "It's a coincidence that this is exactly what I want to say. You are everywhere, Feidao, the troll in the demon world, the death of Luo Cheng, the death of Wen He, you say, how could it be such a coincidence."

"If someone prevents me from killing Jianyun today, I will let him die in pieces." Feng Chan raised Ju Ling again, staring at Jianyun like a ghost.

Feng Chan swooped down, Fei Dao heard the wind and moved, Ju Ling and Fei Shuang met, and the spiritual power smashed into the sky and the earth was clear.

Feng Chan swooped down, Fei Dao heard the wind and moved, Ju Ling met Feishuang, Fei Dao retreated a little farther, so he was able to resist the blow with the barrier.He frowned, thinking that Feng Chan was really crazy.

Jianyun in his arms still had a weak heartbeat, Zheli gradually calmed down, protected his heart, and looked up at Feidao.

Under the command of Baishan and the others, Qingwu disciples dispersed in all directions, and everyone watched the fierce battle in the air.

Feng Chan followed Fei Dao closely, and suddenly felt a huge oppressive force coming from behind.The green tree railing pierced through the sky, and bounced back the flying cloud-white magic weapon, the cloud sundial.

Zheli puts Yunya in the Qiankun bag, picks up Jianyun and retreats away.

The golden light of the cloud sundial flashed and swept over again. Yun Bai stood in the distance, thinking about the formula used by Zheli.

"Green tree railing." Zheli resisted again with the tactics, Baishan and others saw Yun Bai plotting, they also rushed in front of Zheli, disciples from Fengxia and Yunzhu also rushed in, and the scene was very tense for a while confusion.

The torrential rain has stopped, and the sun is shining through the thick clouds, and the sun hangs weakly in the west.

Yun Bai was temporarily held back by Bai Shan and the others, and Zhe Li looked down at Jian Yun again, Jian Yun's gloomy face was covered with a layer of golden sunlight, making him distressed.

"Leave it to me." A raving voice came from beside his ear, and Zheli flicked away in horror. With a pain in his hand, Jianyun in his arms came out and fell into Xinglan's arms.

Zheli stood up, his expression unclear.

On the originally expressionless faceless mask, some pity appeared at this moment.

Xing Lan's gaze landed on Jian Yun's face for a while, and it became colder and colder.

Yun Diu hurt Bai Shan, bounced off other disciples, and came towards Xing Lan.

Xinglan's eyes looked towards Yunbai's direction like ice that had been frozen for thousands of years in the void, and he dodged to avoid Yundial, and went straight to Yunbai.

Yun Bai was a little surprised, quickly flew up to the roof, and retreated to the vicinity of Feng Chan.

Xinglan fell beside the eaves of the roof, holding Jianyun in his arms, and the Biluo fan revolved around the two of them, and suddenly flew towards Feidao and Fengchan.

The side of Biluo Fuyang's real fire reflected the blood of the golden crow, and the scorching fire separated the two of them, Xing Lan sneered: "It's really lively."

Feidao glanced at Xinglan who was hugging Jianyun, a little surprised by the weight of Jianyun in his heart.

Although Xinglan rescued Jianyun, he was also in trouble. If he left Qingwu alone, it would be easy, but now that there are many Jianyuns, it is not so easy.

Withdrawing his gaze, Feidao looked down at the outside of the Hall of Listening Heart, and couldn't help but frown, the cold dragon wrapped around his side swooped down and fell into the crowd, the dragon's chants were deafening, and the disciples who were fighting fiercely covered their ears and retreated.

Yun Bai asked with some uncertainty: "Faceless Mask, Your Excellency is the young master of the Demon Realm?"

Hearing Yun Bai's question, Wang Jiang rushed to Zheli, and bumped into Zheli: "Is this the person you told me about?"

Zheli didn't answer, his gaze fell on Feidao sternly, not knowing what to think.

Feng Chan stared at Jian Yun in Xing Lan's arms, and when he heard Yun Bai's words, the expression on his face twisted again: "It seems that the demon world has been lingering for too long, and I have forgotten how Xuan Lin died in the first place?"

Xing Lan sneered: "Could it be that Xuan Lin died under your sword? Oh, look at the six factions of dogs biting dogs, I'm afraid I will be able to break through the gate of the fairy world soon."

Yun Bai suddenly smiled and said: "It turns out that it is the young master of the demon world. What a coincidence, the young master of the demon world is in Qingwu, as if he is in and out of his own home? There is also this Jian Yun who is not clear about Su Zheli, Why, he is actually someone from your demon world? This is even more coincidental..."

All the disciples in Qingwu became puzzled when they heard the words, and cast countless eyes on Zheli and Feidao.