Xue Xiao, the Patriarch of Demon Dao, and his colleagues——Stars sinking into the sea [Rebirth]

I don't know if Song Lan was so stimulated that he couldn't hold the sword steadily. Although the moves were directed at the vital points, they always missed at the last moment.Xue Yang was in a panic, but he didn't lose his power completely. He turned sideways and avoided Song Lan's head-on blade.

The distance between the two became closer, Song Lan retracted his sword and struck again with his palm, Xue Yang was about to block with his sword when his leg suddenly felt numb, Jiang disaster threw himself upside down to prop up his body, and received the blow, his chest throbbed and his knees suddenly throbbed Soft, sweet blood welled up in the throat.

When Xue Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he knew in his heart that he couldn't beat Song Lan.In the previous life, Xiao Xingchen followed the corpse's energy to find him, and killed Song Lan with one blow when he was in a state of confusion, but now Xue Yang no longer has that luck and courage.

If it goes on like this, it is inevitable to die.

But the priest is still waiting for him to go back.

Xiao Xingchen didn't know anything, didn't know that Xue Yang wanted to see him like crazy, didn't know that Xue Yang met Song Lan and his life was hanging by a thread.He was still waiting for Xue Yang to buy groceries and go home, for him to eat, take a nap, chat and hunt at night, and spend a new day together.

It's so cold, is the Taoist priest still standing under the eaves, waiting to greet him, and said "I'm back" to him with a smile.

Song Lan slapped again, Xue Yang turned his back against the tree trunk, the palm landed on the tree, flipped the bark, and the residue splashed on Xue Yang's ears and the side of his neck, leaving a few fine marks.

Xue Yang turned to another tree, his eyes were red, and he clenched his fists.

He couldn't die here, Xiao Xingchen was still waiting for him.Daoist... His daoist is still waiting for him!

When Song Lan pounced again, Xue Yang had no way to retreat, and he only had one thought in his mind - survive, and return to the Taoist priest alive.

In the blink of an eye, Xue Yang threw out a bag of powder with a wave of his hand. Song Lan choked a few mouthfuls, and his body froze. Xue Yang took the opportunity to stab his shoulder with a sword, forcing Song Lan to take a few steps back.

Song Lan covered her lips and coughed, knowing something was wrong, and asked angrily, "You, cough... what did you do?!"

Seeing that Song Lan's face turned purple instantly, Xue Yang coughed and panted, wiped the sword and retracted the sheath expressionlessly, and said in a calm tone, "I don't have time to play with you."

He has been out for too long, the Taoist priest should wait in a hurry.

Xue Yang's hands trembled a little, and he managed to tidy up his dusty clothes. When he raised his head, he saw a thunderbolt tearing open the sky, illuminating the flying dust and the approaching figure in the wind and sand.

Song Lan was frightened and angry, and was about to fight again, when suddenly Xue Yang seemed to have been hit in the head, and rushed towards him with wide-eyed eyes.Song Lan guarded against his sneak attack, subconsciously swung the sword and cut Xue Yang's calf, but Xue Yang didn't go after Song Lan, and he didn't care about the injury on his leg, he just rubbed his shoulder with all his strength and rushed towards him. After getting behind Song Lan, she hurried a few steps and fell into someone's arms.

Xue Yang lost strength in his leg, knelt down between Song Lan and the visitor, grabbed the man's hand and shouted anxiously, "Xiao Xingchen, don't use the sword!"

Xiao Xingchen squatted down, put the oil-paper umbrella in his hand on the ground, smelled the bloody smell on Xue Yang's body, hugged Xue Yang and frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Before Xue Yang could reply, Song Lan turned around and called out in fear and pain: "...Xingchen..."

Xiao Xingchen's body froze suddenly.Xue Yang saw his face turned pale, his lips trembled violently a few times, his teeth made a clashing sound, and he was clenched again for a moment, his muscles were stiff and trembling.

Xiao Xingchen held back, raised his head to look for it, and after a long while, with a hint of uncertainty, he said hoarsely, "Zichen...? Is it Zichen?"

Song Lan's eyes were moist, and she nodded. Remembering that Xiao Xingchen couldn't see, she coughed a few times and said, "It's me. Xingchen..."

The Shuanghua sword buzzed, and Xiao Xingchen came back to his senses, and he guessed exactly what happened here.He digested the current situation faster than the other two, turned his head and asked Xue Yang in a low voice, "Where's the antidote?"

The three faced each other, the worst situation Xue Yang could think of was nothing like this.Song Lan was poisoned by the corpse, what would Xiao Xingchen think of him?Although the Taoist priest had taught Xue Yang that he could protect himself, he would definitely disapprove of such a sinister move by the corpse poison powder, let alone Song Lan, who was tricked by Xiao Xingchen this time.

Xue Yang took out an antidote and was about to hand it over when he suddenly took Xiao Xingchen's hand, and said in a fast but intermittent chaotic way: "I didn't... I didn't, I didn't use corpse poison powder on purpose. I, I can't beat him... But the Taoist priest is waiting for me, I have no choice... I don't want to kill him, I, I just want to go back quickly... I can't beat him... The Taoist priest... "

He spoke incoherently, Xiao Xingchen listened quietly, and shook his hand: "I see, give me the antidote first."

After speaking, he easily patted his closed palm away, took out the antidote, and stood up.

Feeling lost, Xue Yang grabbed Xiao Xingchen by the hem of his clothes and pulled Xiao Xingchen to bend down again. He got very close to him, and then he said in a trembling voice, "Master Dao, I...you don't want me, do you?" ?”

He and the guy who uttered evil words just now seemed to be split into two different people, and they were so vulnerable and even pitifully innocent in front of Xiao Xingchen.

Xiao Xingchen opened his mouth, did not speak, and patted his shoulder comfortingly. After Xue Yang let go, he slowly walked towards Song Lan, and put the antidote into Song Lan's palm.

Thunder fell from the sky, and Shuanghua was different. Xiao Xingchen came looking for him with an umbrella and a sword. Unexpectedly, he not only met Xue Yang, who was covered in bruises, but also unexpectedly met Song Lan, who was poisoned by corpses.

Song Lan recovered quickly after taking the antidote. He looked at Xiao Xingchen in great pain, and caught a glimpse of Xue Yang who was half lying on the ground. When he looked at Xiao Xingchen again, his eyes became more complicated.

Old friends reunite after a long absence, but there is not much joy, only the bitterness of changing things and changing people.

If in front of the gate of Yizhuang, when he saw the two being intimate, he was shocked and could comfort himself by saying that Xiao Xingchen was deceived. The Xiao Xingchen who came out of Zichen, and the Xiao Xingchen who took the antidote of the corpse poison powder in his hand must be Xiao Xingchen with a clear mind and a heart like a mirror.

The truth might not be much different from what Xue Yang said—they had indeed become intimate partners during those unknown days.

But how could it be Xiao Xingchen and Xue Yang?How could it be them?Is this a big joke made by the heavens because the mortals on the earth are not suffering enough?