The apprentice is tempted every day on the edge of madness

magic repair?

Xiangongling was still not sure, but just being confused was nothing at all, and it was even more impossible to prevent him from dropping anything.

The cold sword reflected the light, and it was already approaching the young man, towards the neck, the Qingjue sword showed its edge, the sword body was approaching, the sword energy surged, before it really touched it, it was a slash, and the blood rushed out come out.

"Gong Ling!"

Another tried to wake him up.

He knew that once some unusual magic energy was involved, the other party would react with such wavering.But the magic just now was indeed a bit strange, and he could even detect a bit of weirdness.

But if an accidental injury really happened in this situation, the loss of reputation, coupled with the person's own fairness, would all become reasons for him to stop the other party.

In fact, the man came back to his senses very quickly, quickly put away the sword, and used the technique to stop the bleeding and heal him, and the previous wound was more or less taken care of.

The boy was slightly relieved, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally opened his eyes again.At this time, he could only vaguely see a white shadow standing in front of him, although he could see it vaguely, but the majestic aura was too eye-catching, and he could always distinguish it.

At any rate, he regained some sanity, and subconsciously grabbed the man's sleeve with all his strength, and only heard the soft sound of the chains colliding, but the sound was like a gossamer.

"…help me……"

The white-robed monk paused for a moment, looked at the other party with cold eyes, and finally nodded.

"it is good."

I don't know if I heard this promise, but the hand that clenched the sleeve has already dropped.

Immediately, the purple aura of Ling Yin charged and squeezed into the young man's body. Even though the man passed out, he couldn't help but grunted and gritted his teeth in pain.

"Gong Ling, what's the matter with this man?"

That Leng Lie Daoxiu finally found out the signs, and he was also glad that he hadn't killed him just now.

"Maybe he was hit by a demon spirit."

Little by little, Zi Ting sneaked into the young boy's veins from the body, and silently blocked all possible escape routes one by one, and crushed everything that could not be blocked.

Cheng Feng, who was watching from the sidelines, locked Yun Mo's arms tightly, grinning his teeth in pain as if feeling the pain.

I saw the black air scattered in all directions, and the shrill and piercing tone blew away. This little episode can be regarded as temporarily over.

Xu Pei stepped out, bowing slightly, respectfully.

"This junior is a disciple of Xuan Qingzong. Thank you seniors for helping me with today's matter."

The sloppy monk waved his hand, casually answered "no need", then looked at the boy who was obviously a troublesome person, and asked suddenly:

"You Xuan Qingzong, but what do you need to do?"

This question made Xu Pei feel a little embarrassed.

According to Xuan Qingzong's clan rules, the disciples of the clan are never allowed to bring "idle people and others" into the clan at will. As for the disciples of the clan, they are all selected through procedural trials, without exception.

But the next trial selection day will have to wait another five years. Although the rules are more or less rigid, the results are equally remarkable.But in front of them is the benefactor who saved them, how can the benefactor's request be easy to please?

"I don't want it! Brother."

Cheng Feng doesn't care about this, but now he doesn't like the person who almost killed them.

"Mizuki spirit root."

In Cheng Feng's eyes, the senior who was "torturing" people finally stopped and spit out a few words.

Yin Key knew what he meant, yawned and stretched. "We are exhausted in Lingshan, and there is no idle space, Senior Brother Xian."

Yin Key kindly added by the way:

"The waiter's face is not up to standard, but the handyman can consider it—"

Considering the face of the sect, Xiangongling resisted giving him a kick, but there was already a hint of warning in her shallow eyes.

Yin Key seemed to be alright, with his arms behind his head, he looked away leisurely, but finally he didn't say any more unnecessary words.

Xiangong Ling said calmly, "I promised to save him, so I will take him back temporarily."

The yingying light suddenly appeared, and then the light suddenly strengthened, the blue light suddenly became transparent until nothingness, the ice-colored white soul suddenly jumped into the shape of a sword, and the Qingjue sword couldn't wait for it, swinging left and right to accuse.

Seeing this, Xiangong Ling raised his hand and called Zi Ting to gently drag the young man to stand up. When he got close to the sword, who knew what Zi Ting was doing awkwardly, he "let go" all of a sudden.

He had no choice but to raise his hand to take it, not caring that the white robe was stained with blood, and walked away safely with his sword.

Zi Ting also knew that she had done something wrong, so she panicked and quietly flattered her.Xiangongling let it make trouble and ignored it.

About these, others can't see anything, but he Yin Key can see everything.Regardless of what the juniors thought, anyway, he just laughed out loud and followed closely.

Cheng Feng looked at the far away figure with a puzzled expression on his face, and asked, "Brother, who is that senior?"

Xu Pei knew who he was asking and looked at Tuoba Yang.

"How can you be a fairy who is expelled from the spirit, and she is wrapped in snow to avoid the world." Exhausted spirit sect, Zi Ting Yin, Qingjue sword.It's not hard to imagine.

"The person next to him may be the 'twin' silver key." Tuoba Yang said.

"What?!"

Cheng Feng maintained the posture of hiding behind Yun Mo and tightly wrapping his arms around him. Hearing this, he grabbed Yun Mo's flesh in shock.

"That is True Monarch Silver Key?! It's too disillusioned!!!"

Yun Mo's face turned pale, but he still didn't speak.

"Cheng Feng," Xu Pei noticed and persuaded with a slight frown.

"I told you not to bully Ah Mo too much."

"Humph!"