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Never seen Xie Yan look so crazy, Lan Yin was taken aback by his sudden attack.He withdrew his hand anxiously, covered the small wound on his fingertips, opened his mouth, and finally retorted in a low voice: "I... I heard Xinjiu mention that magic cultivation relies on human flesh and blood..."

Xie Yan's face turned pale.He once devoured Lan Yueshi's body when he was insane. Does he still have to drink her son's blood in desperation now?Look, this is Demon Cultivator--to start a madness and to deny all relatives.Therefore, Xie Yan has always refused to recognize Lan Yin, fearing that the child would not be able to accept it, and he was even more afraid of seeing fear and disgust from the eyes of his only blood relative.

"You child..." Seeing the young man's appearance of being bluffed by him, the hostility on Xie Yan's face dissipated a lot, and he thought that this child was born to restrain him, and he could not be beaten or scolded. no.He sighed softly as if admitting defeat: "Don't mess around, I'll be fine after a while."

Just as Xie Yan closed his eyes and leaned back on Jian Suyu's shoulder, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a small dark red eight-legged ant near Lan Yin's blood-oozing fingertips.But Lan Yin had a fit because of the Xie Yan meal, and she was frowning and thinking about something, not noticing the wound on her hand at all.

The dark red ant stretched out its tentacles, and seeing that it didn't attract any attention, it stretched its round head to the side of the bloodstain——

"Don't move." Xie Yan let out a low snort, and pinched the ignorant red ant from his fingers.A flaming paper crane flying next to it suddenly spit out a small cluster of fire like a soul, and it burned completely. There was a faint burning fragrance of insects and ants in the air.

Yun Xi, who had been sullen all this time, suddenly looked over, his eyes sized up the scorched insect and ant corpse in Xie Yan's hand for a long time before he was a little uncertain, and hesitatingly said: "...Spirit-eating ants?"

The spirit-eating ants are dark red, and they are extremely sensitive to power, so they often appear in places with abundant power.Spiritual power, magic energy, ghost energy, as long as things that contain power are the favorite of this kind of ants.As we all know, their favorite food is the flesh of monks with pure spiritual power, and they usually gnaw people down to bones.However, this kind of thing is most afraid of extreme heat and cold. It is not scary to have one or two occasionally, and they only need a little fire to make them escape.The scary thing is that spirit-eating ants like to act in groups the most.

"No way? From now on, I seem to have only found one, so it shouldn't matter." Thinking of the tactile sensation of ants crawling around on his body, Liu Minghong suddenly felt a chill in his heart.As soon as the voice fell, there was a dense buzzing sound from all around, as if there were countless bee swarms gathered outside.

The other party obviously came prepared.Seeing a few clusters of dark red insects squeezed in from the gaps in the bamboo array, knowing that it would not last, Xie Yan quickly told everyone not to use their spiritual power, and even drove his flaming paper cranes to hover around the periphery , and re-established a black barrier to replace Liu Minghong's original barrier of spiritual power.

"Don't!" The spirit-eating ants are afraid of fire and cold. Seeing Jian Suyu's forehead sheath unsheathed, Xie Yan quickly reached out to stop him, his eyes full of pleading, "Your ice root is better than mine. If you make a move, if these things are noticed, they will be like maggots attached to the bones, and they will never be able to get rid of them."

"These ants—" Liu Minghong stared dumbfounded at a large group of ants that had climbed onto Xie Yan's barrier.A dense patch of dark red is staggering.

He didn't want to explain any more, Xie Yan didn't even care about his injuries, he was lucky in his meridians.I saw a flash of fire lines around his neck, and countless red flames ignited from his barrier, clinging to it and surging like waves.The surrounding green bamboo seemed to be scalded, and he unconsciously wanted to move a few steps outside. Before he had time to escape, the bamboo was instantly reduced to ashes, and a large group of ants on the barrier even made a crisp beeping sound after being burned. .The air was full of scorching smell, and occasionally a few strands of broken soul consciousness floated, cursing in a low voice unwillingly.

It doesn't matter, it's fine to bear these karma by yourself.Many years ago, Liu Rumei, who was known as the "Divination Master" in the sea of ​​clouds in Tiandu, once said that Xie Yan was short-lived and that his life was rough.It turns out that everything she said came true.She also said that Xie Yan was already outside the way of heaven, so in that case, the punishment of heaven would not fall on him, right?

Groups of spirit-eating ants seemed to be afraid of the sudden red lotus karma, and collectively stopped their progress, as if they were waiting for an opportunity.

The wound that had been treated simply opened up gradually. After Xie Yan coughed violently a few times, he spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood.A few drops of blood foam flew out of the barrier, attracting a bunch of insects and ants to swarm and eat.

"You vomited blood!" Lan Yin couldn't hide the concern in his eyes.

"Am I so weak?" With the hands of Jian Suyu and Liu Minghong, Xie Yan stood up straight and blinked at him.

Lan Yin shook her head: "You are very powerful, I know you will be fine."

His wrist was hurting from being pinched, Xie Yan gasped and looked at Liu Minghong's broken waist to make a plan, and then gently whispered in the ear of someone who was sulking: "Give me the crushed ice."

Jian Suyu was startled, as if she didn't understand what he wanted to do.Before he could reply, he saw that the person in front of him was still smiling so cynically, and even the curve of his lips showed a hint of flattery: "Brother, have you forgotten? The broken ice was mine many years ago, and you gave it to me..."

Reluctantly and unwillingly, everyone gave Xie Yan the things with the most spiritual power in their bodies.

"After the meeting breaks out of the encirclement, everyone will follow your master and run back along the stream, cover your ears and don't turn your head—"

"Why do you want us to go? And why are you covering your ears?" Lan Yin pursed her lips and looked at Xie Yan stubbornly, "Why don't you go with me?"

"Because I'm playing the flute, it's hard to hear." Xie Yan evaded the important, smiling with his eyes crooked.

"I'll stay with you." Liu Minghong withdrew his water cut off, but was interrupted by Xie Yan's eyes.

Xie Yan gave him a gouged look pretending to be resentful, and then sighed: "Your elder brother has already entrusted your safety to me, are you still not willing to listen to me? Then the 'Sea of ​​Clouds in the Sky'—these four Are words enough to get you going?"

Seeing that they had no objections, Xie Yan suddenly grabbed the wrists of the person beside him, and said softly in a voice that only two people could hear: "Spirit-eating ants are afraid of my red lotus karmic fire, and you will follow my flame later." Zhihe go away. Promise me, you must take Xiaoyin and Minghong out, as for the others - I owe them."

If something happens to Lan Yin and Liu Minghong, Xie Yan will go crazy.

"You don't owe anyone." Jian Suyu shook her head resolutely, "I'll stay—" Then Xie Yan sealed his words with a kiss and blocked his mouth.

Xie Yan removed the broken ice from his waist, and lightly pecked his soft lips for a moment: "You can't have any accidents——you stare at me like this, I want to kiss you even more."

Jian Suyu's gaze was as deep as a deep pool: "I'll wait for you. If you disappear again, I'll go find you—regardless of life or death."

Xie Yan was dazed for a moment and nodded with his eyes bent: "Okay."

A group of Xuanyin teenagers had already stood on the opposite side, and Yunxi, the leader, turned his head and looked at him hesitating to speak, but turned his face away without saying anything.

In the end, someone pulled the corner of Xie Yan's clothes, the movement was almost untraceable, but Xie Yan still felt it.

The boy's clear eyes seemed to be crying tears: "You will come back, right?"

Patting Lan Yin's head, Xie Yan promised: "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

"Then I will wait for you with Master." Lan Yin nodded earnestly, hesitated for a moment, and still called out the title that had been hidden in his heart for a long time, "Uncle..."

The unexpected two words made Xie Yan a little at a loss: "... When did you know? Is it because I saw a nostalgic look on my face at the gate of the old Xie Mansion that day?"

"I'll tell you when you come back." Lan Yin sniffed, and suddenly made a face at him.

"Okay, I'll find a chance to run away when you are safe." Xie Yan pushed him towards Jian Suyu, "Help me take good care of myself and your master."

Xie Yan made up his mind, and used all his strength to open a hole directly in front, and the flaming paper crane with the barrier flew towards the breakthrough, attracting everyone to flock outward.

It seemed that they were terrified of these fire lights, and as soon as they were illuminated, the orderly ant colonies on the ground fled in all directions.

Seeing a group of people gradually disappearing into a single point of light in the night, Xie Yan finally let go and confronted thousands of spirit-eating ants.Every time the spirit-eating ants go out, at least one person must be devoured, otherwise they will keep chasing the prey until they completely devour the prey.In the empty night, there was only the last flaming paper crane left beside Xie Yan—the one that had kissed Jian Suyu's eyebrows before, lingering around him alone, the phantom fire faltering to be extinguished.Seeing that half of the ant stream seemed to be chasing after him, Xie Yan gritted his teeth and cut open the wound on his abdomen with a water cut knife, causing more blood to spurt out.

The blood is filled, and the ant colony is about to move.

Seeing all the ants rushing towards him, Xie Yan threw down the water, recalled a few chapters of intermittent music scores, and played a piece of fife.The lingering and melodious song echoed continuously in the sky, and the last flaming paper crane died out in response, and fell into the pool of blood on his shoulder, which was immediately dyed red.

In fact, the "Feng Qiu Huang" he played was not bad, Xie Yan thought in a daze before losing consciousness.

Under the moonlight, a figure stood motionless like a sculpture, unconsciously letting thousands of insects and ants crawl on its body and devour its own flesh and blood.In one hand he held a snow-white flute, with a messy sword tassel hanging from the tail, while in the other hand he held a paper crane that was so soaked in blood that its original appearance could not be seen—as if he was holding some kind of treasure. generally.

Not long after, a purple-gold long knife covered with spirit-eating ants suddenly emitted a dazzling light beside Xie Yan.Wisps of purple lightning flashed across the blade, and the aura of the sword was engulfed in the power of thunder, shaking down the densely packed insects and ants above.

A tall dark purple figure appeared faintly under the moonlight, and the surrounding lightning sparks made people's eyes tear open.Liu Gudeng wanted to pat Xie Yan's shoulder, but he could only look at his palm passing through his best friend's body over and over again, anxiously: "Brother, wake up! Dusk is still waiting for you to save him..."