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Liu Chong didn't know why, but when he turned his head, he saw that the little man was holding a dagger with his still intact hands, and it happened to stab into Qian Hongfeng's shoulder blade.

'Boom', thunder exploded above his head again, Qian Hongfeng felt a sharp pain in his arm, and plunged into the ground with the long sword in his hand.The dagger was pulled out by the little man, and blood slid down Qian Hongfeng's arm, soaking the entire bright red robe.

Coincidentally, golden lightning fell from the sky at this time.

The little man was the closest, and he backed away suddenly in fright, watching Qian Hongfeng spit out another mouthful of blood after the lightning strike.

The rosy color on his face quickly receded, and his pale face was pale and colorless like a person who had died a long time ago.

"Brother Chong..."

The blood on the snow has been stained red, and the smell of blood in the air is much stronger than before.

Looking at the tragedy in front of him, Liu Chong didn't know whether he should continue or not.

It was their despicable war, but at the critical juncture, he flinched a little.

"Brother Chong! Brother Chong! The barrier is broken, broken!"

what... broken?

His ears seemed to be filled with roaring sounds, and even the picture in front of him became extremely blurry. He tried to make himself see and hear more clearly, but what he heard clearly... was broken?

Viscous blood flowed into his fingers, Qian Hongfeng ignored the pain in his shoulder, and suddenly turned his head to look.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the transparent barrier that originally shrouded Yan Luo is slowly cracking, as if a hole has been torn in the sky, and this hole is getting bigger and bigger as time goes by.

Yan Luo, who was sitting in the barrier, seemed to be touched, and the white spiritual power on his body became flickering at the moment the barrier shattered.

Qian Hongfeng clenched her blood-stained hands, and in an instant, red light gathered in her hands, and she slammed towards the man kneeling outside the barrier.

Even if he died here, he would absolutely not allow anyone to dare to act presumptuously on his master's head!

I don't know how much spiritual power Qian Hongfeng spent on this move. While waving her hand, Qian Hongfeng only felt that her eyes were a little dark, and even the shadow in front of her became a little dazed.

He couldn't support himself and fell to the ground, but his eyes were still fixed on Yan Luo's direction.He saw where the spiritual power said, the casual cultivators outside the barrier were blasted out, and the snow on the snow ground formed a snow fog due to the fluctuation of spiritual power.

The snow mist was like a veil blocking the two of them, preventing Qian Hongfeng from seeing what was going on there.

He thought, he should be fine.

There was a smile on the corner of Qian Hongfeng's mouth, but his eyes saw that the little man holding the blood-stained dagger rushed into the snow mist with the dagger in his hands. go.

There was excitement bursting out of those eyes, and the whispers in each other's mouths were also ecstasy.

"Lu Ning is mine now, Lv Ning is mine..."

"Master! Be careful!"

I don't know what kind of effort Qian Hongfeng used to say this cry when his body was weak.

His brows were tightly furrowed, and his body seemed to gather strength because of that person. Holding the broken moon sword, he staggered to stand up, his eyebrows stared at that place, and was about to As for the trick, he saw a figure flashing out of the snow and mist.

The movement of his hands froze, and he saw the person he was worried about, carrying the little man who rushed into the snow fog, and slowly came out.

His footsteps are very light, stepping on the snow, silently.

Dressed in white, not stained with slender dust, it is like the white snow on the top of the mountain, and it is like a beautiful jade, without any blemishes.His brows and eyes are cold, and in his good-looking pupils, it seems that he is indifferent to all things in the world, and it seems that he doesn't take all things in his eyes.

The original oppressive environment in the tiankeng disappeared under a surge of spiritual power.

Even Qian Hongfeng, who was half supported, felt that the pain on her body seemed to have eased a lot.

The smile on the corner of his mouth gradually deepened, and as he looked at the man, the arc slowly widened.

"Ugly to death."

The cold and thin voice resounded in the entire tiankeng, but it reminded people of the gurgling spring water in the mountains. It was deep, elegant and damn good.

The low voice of cursing was like the most beautiful words in the world, to Qian Hongfeng's ears, it was like touching words of love.

The smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help but get bigger.

"Stop laughing, it's uglier than crying."

"Master."

Qian Hongfeng let out a long sigh, and looked helplessly at the man standing by her side.

The man's body seemed to be covered with frost and snow, giving him an icy coolness.

Yan Luo lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the man in front of him.

The red robe on Qian Hongfeng's body had already been stained dark black by the blood, and mottled blood was also stained on his handsome face, looking at his shoulder where the dagger stabbed it, it was so glaring.

Yan Luo's eyes narrowed, and he raised his slender, fair fingers, and slowly stroked Qian Hongfeng's wound.

The outstretched hand was trembling slightly.

"Master, dirty."

Yan Luo turned a deaf ear to it, and after Qian Hongfeng's voice fell behind, he put his hand on his wound.

Pale white light slowly lit up on the wound, and Qian Hongfeng grinned in pain.

"Be patient."

The cool words made Qian Hongfeng chuckle.

"What are you laughing at?"

"It's great to have a master."

The voice he spit out was full of weakness, and only in front of him could he show such a harmless and defenseless expression.It seemed that as long as this man was around, he could take off all the burdens on his body and put all the weight on him.

Yan Luo looked at the tired face in front of him, his heart seemed to be grabbed by someone, and an unknown fire burned in his heart.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and you toss yourself into this ghostly look?"

The corner of Qian Hongfeng's mouth twitched into a sneer, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and said aggrievedly, "It's not like I'm taking advantage of someone's danger."

The dense clouds in the sky were still gathering, and the golden lightning didn't care what happened below. When the two of them were talking, a bolt of lightning struck down.

The monks standing around hurriedly avoided, but Yan Luo didn't even raise his eyelids.He just slightly raised his hand, and a snow-white spiritual power burst out from the palm of his hand, enveloping the two of them at the same time.

The Heavenly Tribulation hits outside the barrier, and nothing can break in. It looks like a thin layer of transparent light, but it is the warmest harbor.

Yan Luo didn't speak, but quietly healed Qian Hongfeng.

There were many injuries on his body, his face was pale and colorless, and he looked like a dead person. Yan Luo suppressed the strong displeasure in his heart, and sent a bright blue pill in his arms to Qian Qian. Red Maple's lips.

"Brother Chong! It's Lu Ning!"

Liu Chong pulled his hand down, staring fixedly at the man standing not far away.

As soon as this man appeared, he controlled the audience. His majestic and surging spiritual power cannot be ignored, and what is even less allowed to be ignored is the cold and proud expression on his face. Elegant and calm in every movement.

This man is not kind.

Sure enough, the two of them didn't care about their shouts, especially Yan Luo, who stuffed Lu Ning into Qian Hongfeng's mouth, and used the spiritual power in his palm to help him resolve it.

After some actions, the clouds flow smoothly.

If it wasn't for standing on the blood-stained snow, if it wasn't for the gathering of thunder clouds above the head, one would mistakenly think that this person was strolling in a leisurely garden, one would have thought that this person was just under the flowers before the moon and under the moonlight. When singing.

"It's too late for the teacher."

It was because he came late that his precious apprentice was contaminated with such embarrassment.It was just that close, and he might never see him again. Yan Luo felt as if he was tightly grasped by two hands, a little painful, and even reached out to wipe the blood on his face. Hands trembled slightly.

Qian Hongfeng frowned slightly, grabbed those refreshing fingers, pulled him down, and held him tightly on her chest.

"It's the apprentice who is not good, let the master worry."

Obviously it was him, if it wasn't for his lack of knowledge and lack of golden elixir, how could this tribulation be so difficult, and how could he be beaten like this by this casual cultivator?In an instant, a wave of murderous aura burst out from Qian Hongfeng's pupils, a wave of unwillingness.

"Feng'er."

While shouting, something seemed to flash out of his mind, and a trace of clarity filled Qian Hongfeng's mind. His cloudy eyes saw the man standing in front of him clearly. The color of worry.

"Master, did I just?"

"Be still."

Qian Hongfeng sat down slowly according to Yan Luo's instructions. Yan Luo watched Qian Hongfeng close his eyes and watched the gorgeous spiritual power hovering around him, then rubbed his fingers and slowly looked at A group of people standing in front of him.

The cold eyes lacked the gentleness when she looked at Qian Hongfeng just now, instead there was a touch of coldness, like the icy cold wind outside the cave.

"Who moved the hand just now?"

Someone wanted to stand up and speak, but Liu Chong, who was standing in the front, took two steps forward and raised his hand to stop that person.

Yan Luo's face became visibly colder a few times, he was obviously a master who was not easy to deal with, he was like a ferocious beast dormant in place, he would strike only when someone showed his feet, and the opponent was covered in cuts and bruises.

Liu Chong obviously understood this, so he didn't want that person to stand out.

"Master Immortal, we are casual cultivators passing by."

"Loose repair?"

He let out a cold snort from his nose, and scanned the other party's people with his indifferent eyes, and finally stopped his gaze on Liu Chong, "So you were the ones who hurt my apprentice just now?"

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