Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

On the other side.

Ye Feng and Xiao Chen were walking in a desolate mountain range.

Under the night, Ye Feng slightly raised his hand, feeling the surrounding aura.

The two found a sheltered place to rest temporarily.

The silent silence made the two of them feel awkward for the first time.

Xiao Chen couldn't speak, and Ye Feng couldn't hear.

Although both of them could use their divine sense to transmit sound, neither of them spoke.

The two were three feet apart, each drinking wine.

Ye Feng crossed his arms and closed his eyes, pretending to sleep, his mind churning with complexity.

He knew that Xiao Chen couldn't be blamed for some things. No one would have thought that Zhuang Xiaomeng would be so persistent and stubborn.

Originally a little princess of a top power, she ran to the Glazed Land alone.

If it weren't for Han Jiuyan, Zhuang Xiaomeng would have suffered a lot.

If Han Jiuyan's little parrot knew what Ye Feng was thinking at this time, it would definitely interject.

'Zhuang Xiaomeng wouldn't have suffered so much if she hadn't followed Han Jiuyan...'

Although Ye Feng understood, his heart was still tangled.

As for Xiao Chen, it was even more so...

He leaned weakly against a boulder, his eyes blank, not knowing what he was thinking.

The blood纹 on his neck slowly蠕动, and a severe stinging and burning sensation kept coming.

Only then did Xiao Chen understand how terrifying it was for the woman at that time to endure the pain of the five senses blood纹 alone.

A weak woman who loved to wear pink skirts actually did this for him.

His heart seemed to be hit hard by something.

In a trance, the face of the woman in the wedding dress standing in front of him blurred for a moment.

Pa!!

"Alas..."

"Zhuang Xiaomeng... if Qing'er wasn't in love with Lao Si and already married, she would be a girl who dared to love and hate."

"It's better if we never meet again."

Ye Feng sorted out his emotions, not wanting these things to affect the relationship between their brothers.

Over the years, everyone has supported each other along the way, although they have different surnames, they are as close as blood brothers.

One side is his brother, and the other side is his sister, he is really difficult to choose.

From his standpoint, he could not accept the existence of Zhuang Xiaomeng no matter what.

On the other side.

The space above the Immortal Execution Palace fluctuated violently, and a terrifying spatial pressure instantly filled the void.

A man in brocade robes and luxurious clothes rushed out instantly with a girl in his arms!

Zhuang Jie, with a gloomy face, returned with Zhuang Xiaomeng and went straight to the back mountain of the Immortal Execution Palace!!

Yan Chuan flashed and appeared beside Zhuang Jie, his face suddenly darkened after scanning Zhuang Xiaomeng with his divine sense.

"What's going on? She's so badly injured?"

"This girl is simply messing around!!!"

"How did she use the power of blood sacrifice?! Huh?"

Yan Chuan roared.

"Quickly open the Soul Healing Spring!"

Rumble!!!

Zhuang Jie nodded slightly, and then instantly came to a cliff.

Array patterns emerged, and the rocks on the cliff suddenly tore open a gap.

After entering, the space was extremely large, and the immortal spiritual energy was extremely rich.

A spiritual spring was only ten feet in size.

Behind the spiritual spring, there was also an extremely tall ancient tree.

Withered Glory Ancient Tree!!

Zhuang Jie put Zhuang Xiaomeng into the Soul Healing Spring, and the spring water instantly boiled.

The Withered Glory Ancient Tree swayed slightly, and scattered points of emerald green light fell on Zhuang Xiaomeng.

Gradually, the aura in Zhuang Xiaomeng's body gradually stabilized.

Yan Chuan's eyes凝, and he reached out and捻 the remaining one-third of the seal, muttering.

"What a terrible seal power, was this drawn by that kid named Gu Li?"

Before Yan Chuan could finish speaking, he frowned.

He squatted down and reached out to point on Zhuang Xiaomeng's brow.

"It really is the power of blood sacrifice!"

"But... why didn't I see the backlash blood紋 of the blood sacrifice? Strange..."

Zhuang Jie, who had not spoken, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice.

"The five senses backlash of Xiaomeng's blood sacrifice were all borne by Li Congxin and the others."

"The power of that符 and the medicinal pills in Xiaomeng's body were also given by Xiao Chen's brothers."

Yan Chuan's pupils shrank slightly when he heard this, his eyes filled with disbelief, and his brows furrowed.

"The power of blood sacrifice is the backlash of the caster himself, how did they transfer it and bear it?"

Zhuang Jie finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Zhuang Xiaomeng's aura gradually stabilize.

He told Yan Chuan everything that had happened before.

Yan Chuan was shocked when he heard it.

Reversing time and cause and effect... even he, as a Immortal Sovereign, felt it was a fantasy!!

After listening, Yan Chuan was silent for a long time, staring at Zhuang Jie and sighing.

"You shouldn't have slapped him."

"You know how Xiaomeng feels about Xiao Chen. It was her own idea to run to the Glazed Land."

"Xiao Chen has been avoiding her from the beginning."

Zhuang Jie flicked his sleeves and sighed, lowering his eyes and said in a low voice.

"I know."

"But... I couldn't help it when I saw Xiaomeng's whole body covered in blood紋 and her flesh rotting."

Yan Chuan shook his head and didn't say much.

He could understand that a father couldn't control his emotions when he saw his daughter in such a miserable state.

"If there is no缘分... don't let them meet in the future, otherwise it will be difficult for everyone."

"Okay, are you going to guard here?"

"Yes, I'll wait here for Xiaomeng to wake up."

"Okay, send me a message if anything happens."

Rumble!!

The barrier closed, leaving only Zhuang Jie and Zhuang Xiaomeng in the room.

"Hmm..."

A groan came from Zhuang Xiaomeng's mouth, her brows furrowed, and her eyes tightly closed.

The flesh corroded by the blood紋 could not be restored in a short time, and the severe pain made her body tremble unconsciously.

Zhuang Jie's eyes turned red, and he sat beside the Soul Healing Spring and comforted her softly.

"Xiaomeng, don't be afraid, Dad is here! Dad is here!"

Zhuang Xiaomeng's consciousness was blurred at this time, and she didn't know that she had escaped from the previous battle.

"Don't hurt him!!!"

The unconscious娇喝 echoed in the cave.

It was extremely painful to Zhuang Jie's ears.

It can be seen that Zhuang Xiaomeng really likes Xiao Chen.

And that so-called '空耳' was just a girl pretending to cover up the disappointment in her heart.

Zhuang Xiaomeng is like a ball of fire, and Xiao Chen is the iceberg in her eyes.

She always cheered herself up and told herself that as long as she was hot enough, she would melt the iceberg one day.

Zhuang Jie looked at the painfully groaning girl, his eyes red.

"Dad wants you to be happy."

"But Dad doesn't want you to get hurt..."

Zhuang Jie knew that even after the healing of the Soul Healing Spring and the Withered Glory Ancient Tree.

It would take a long time for the hideous and terrifying wounds on Zhuang Xiaomeng's body to recover.

For a woman, this encounter is tantamount to disfigurement.