Xuan Yi opened his mouth wide, then closed it quickly, almost biting his tongue off.
She stood up suddenly, jumped upright on one leg, and the golden ring fell from the bun, shouting happily: "Qingyan! Qingyan! You are still alive!"
The cold and deep voice outside paused for a moment, and then smiled: "The little girl's mouth is still so bad."
The cave wall engraved with the demon clan's incantations suddenly cracked into pieces. Before the dust settled, more than a dozen figures floated in. Most of them were wearing black and white picket uniforms. Only the young **** who was the leader wore In the light blue long clothes, the two jet-black pearls swaying from the ears, his face was pale, with a gloomy look between his brows, it was Qing Yan who hadn't seen him for three hundred years.
Xuan Yi rushed towards him like a hungry tiger, he immediately opened his arms and hugged her, supported her body with one hand, brushed away her long messy hair with the other, looked up for a while, and smiled slightly: "I've grown taller. "
Xuan Yi hugged his head tightly, and anxiously called out: "Why did you come? Why didn't you reply to my letter? What have you been doing for three hundred years? I almost want to go to Tianbei with Qi Nan to find you!"
Qingyan patted her on the back: "Don't worry, ask slowly later, you seem to be in trouble."
While speaking, the picket spirit officers had already filed in. Seeing Yanxia lying on the ground with her eyes closed, the spirit officials immediately stepped forward to check, and found that she was just stunned by the insanity technique, so they calmed down and got up to look at the little girls in the cave. The **** made an apology: "I'm sorry, it was me who neglected my duty and implicated you all. I'm sorry. May I ask where is the Huai Yao who fell into the devil's way?"
The pickets are finally here! Zhixi felt her knees go weak, she sat down in a daze, pointed to the cave wall engraved with the demon clan's incantations, and sighed: "He got in, I don't know where to hide, his injuries can heal repeatedly, and it's extremely difficult to kill." , and is also proficient in ecstasy and illusion, please be careful, all spirit officials."
The pickets didn't seem to believe that he was so powerful, they just smiled.
The crypt here is integrated with the whole mountain. Huai Yao's cave is exactly this crypt. They dug from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. Just now they crossed the whole mountain to break through the cave wall from the outside. Hiding in the crypt, who knows that he ran away again, and the search area expanded to the entire mountain, so it took a lot of effort.
The head of the spiritual officer jumped up, wiped away all the monster curses stuck on the cave wall and the huge rock at the entrance of the cave, took off the dagger at his waist, and quickly engraved the mantra of the gods. After a while, the entire closed cave was filled with Mantra, he waved his long sleeves: "Huai Yao's cave is here, he can't escape very far if his roots stay here, go and bring him in!"
The spirit officials dispersed immediately, and Xuan Yi saw that they might not be able to fight for a while, so he put his arm around Qing Yan and asked, "How did you get down? Did you see the letter I wrote?"
Qingyan was looking down at the injury on her right leg, and he didn't seem surprised to see that it was nearly healed so quickly, he just said: "I have entered the state of being helpless and formless. I dreamed for three hundred years, and was awakened the night I fell into the sea of hatred. , I didn’t even have time to read your letter and Qin Nan’s letter. I only went back to Zhongshan. Qi Nan’s face was swollen from crying. What? You still want to slay demons?"
Seeing him staring at the wound on his right leg, Xuan Yi pouted unhappily: "Father told you about my injury?"
She had told Qing Yan countless times that she was not allowed to tell Qing Yan, but he insisted.
Qingyan smiled lightly, and bypassed the topic about Emperor Zhongshan: "Qi Nan said, he babbled on a lot of trivial things... let's not talk about these things, I sensed that you were near here, and I encountered these things when I came to look for you. Picket Lingguan, it is said that there are countless fallen monsters in the lower realm, and several of the protoss who fell with you have already perished, you really frightened me."
Xuan Yi hooked his neck, leaned closer to look at him carefully, and murmured: "Qingyan, you have lost weight, that Emperor Xuanming must have tortured you every day? Why don't you change your husband altogether? Emperor Bai Ze is kind Very much."
Qing Yan showed a strange expression, and was about to speak, but suddenly the spirit officials behind him shouted loudly: "Stop him! Don't tell him to run out!"
As he spoke, he saw all the spirit officials chasing the Huai Yao that had turned into black ashes and ran all over the caves. All kinds of mantras hit Huai Yao's body like breaking up a plate of sand. The officials were all panting, he flew and stopped deliberately like a cat playing with a mouse, and laughed loudly: "The pickets in the God Realm are nothing more than that! I will not be afraid if I come back a hundred times! I want to see you What should I do after my divine power is exhausted!"
Qing Yan looked at it quietly for a while, then said in a low voice: "Oh? He can heal his wounds non-stop? It's true that we can't waste money with him."
He put Xuan Yi in a clean corner, turned around and went over: "Sit down, we'll talk after I've settled it."
Xuan Yi pouted his face in displeasure, grabbed his sleeve, and said softly, "Come back soon."
Qing Yan rubbed her messy hair: "I'll be right back."
Xuan Yi immediately let go of his hand, stared at him with a smile, and by the way, re-tucked his long messy hair and inserted it into the golden ring.
The locust monster flew around for a while, seemed a little tired, and stopped slowly, letting the spells and mantras hit him, he was completely unmoved. Suddenly, I found Xuan Yi sitting alone in a corner with hair curled up, a part of his sleeves dropped, exposing his white and slender arms, his eyes turned red involuntarily, with hate and love at the same time, this little goddess Shi of the Zhuyin clan The plan made him break two legs, so he had to torture her severely!
The picket officers noisily stepped forward to block it, but they heard Yan's cold voice from behind: "Back off, I'll come."
The swaying candle-like white snow suddenly fell down like flakes. It was infinitely larger and denser than Xuanyi's snowflakes, and the range was much wider. Once those waving blood-colored branches were covered with snowflakes, they drooped sadly and slowly. twisted, extremely unwilling to be frozen into the ice.
Qingyan tapped his toes and flew up to the sky. The gods couldn't see how he moved at all. They only felt the snow light flash by, and the Huai Yao who was shrinking on the cave wall was shot down by his palm and fell to the ground. It made a loud noise, but it didn't turn into black ash and escape again.
Huai Yao lay on his back with a strange expression. He could struggle for a few times at first, but his movements gradually became stiff, and finally he could not move like a sculpture of ice. He murmured: "What... did you do to me?"
Qing Yan slowly landed, and said calmly: "What are you, you are worthy of asking me questions, who gave you the courage to play Zhu Yin's idea."
Huai Yao rolled his eyes, opened his mouth and wanted to say more, but even his lips and tongue were frozen, he could only keep rolling his eyes, looking a little more funny.
The picket spirit officers were overjoyed immediately, and stepped forward to tie Huai Yao tightly from head to toe with the demon-binding rope. The chief spirit officer cupped his hands in awe and said, "Thank you, Lord Xiaolong, for your action."
Zhuyin's name is indeed well-deserved, this Xiaolong Lord has not yet reached 20,000 years old, but he has already reached the state of being helpless and formless. In time, his achievements will surely surpass that of the current Emperor Zhongshan. Although his haughty posture made the spiritual officials a little uncomfortable, but the strong are respected, and the Zhuyin clan does have the capital of arrogance.
Qingyan said: "I can only freeze him for no more than a day in the mortal world. When the ice melts and the snow melts, he can still escape. I advise you not to think about taking him back to the God Realm and handing him over to the gods of the Criminal Ministry for interrogation. Can't take it back."
The head of the spiritual officer was taken aback: "This...how can I do this?"
"It's safest to kill here, anyway, his crime is a dead end." Shaoyi's gentle and sweet voice came from behind, and he walked up to him with a smile, and glanced at Qingyan, "Mr. Xiaolong, long time no see. You are getting better and better."
Qing Yan's eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't see any joy or anger. He just nodded slightly: "Shen Jun Shaoyi, it's really been a long time."
He turned around, bowed his hands respectfully to Fucang and Zhixi who were on the way, and said, "These two must be God Fucang and Goddess Zhixi, my sister is naughty, I have to take care of you two, I am very sorry gratitude."
Huh, he seems quite modest? I thought Zhuyin's family was as arrogant and mean as Xuanyi, but it didn't look like that, Zhixi immediately returned the salute with a smile: "Mr. Xiaolong, you are being polite."
Fu Cang put his hands together ~www..com~ and saluted gracefully: "Mr. Xiaolong, you are polite."
Raising his eyes, he felt that Qingyan's eyes were fixed on his face, as if thinking, he was puzzled in his heart, but his face remained calm, his eyes intertwined, each looked at it for a while, and then moved away.
Over there, all the spirit officials had used countless spells, all kinds of weapons pierced the Huai Yao like a hedgehog, but the Huai Yao's eyes were still rolling, and his eyes were full of sarcasm, as if it was useless to mock the gods .
The spiritual chief was so angry that he could only repeat: "What should I do! What should I do!"
He has lived for more than ten thousand years, and this is the first time he has seen a monster that cannot be killed no matter what, what kind of monster is this?
Shaoyi rubbed his fingertips, and clusters of bright red phoenix Nirvana flames appeared. He stared intently for a long time, sweat gradually broke out on his forehead, and finally sighed: "No, it's too hard to draw out the divine power of regeneration. I can't summon the fire of destruction today."
"I'll try."
Zhixi raised her wrist, and her transparent soft sword curled like a silver dragon. She was born in a family of warriors in the God Realm, and she was very agile. With a flash of silver light, the Huai Yao was cut into pieces in an instant, but soon , The frozen body fragments seemed to be attracted to each other, and slowly glued together again, the mocking color in Huai Yao's eyes became stronger.
Shaoyi turned his head to look at Qingyan, with a smile that was not a smile: "Mr. Xiaolong, the so-called help to the end, I know you must have a way to deal with him, why don't you solve this hidden danger?"
Qing Yan said slowly: "I went down this time just to find my little sister, whether I kill him or not has nothing to do with me."
He turned around and walked towards Xuan Yi, bent down and picked her up, planning to leave just like that.
———【Author’s Words】——
It was too late to go to the hospital with a fever to hang water. The illness was too painful, so we all paid attention to keeping warm.