The stunning cannon fodder relies on the beauty of the world to kill the crazy Shura field

Huaiyan was poisoned by the snake and his body was in extreme pain.

He curled up into a ball, becoming increasingly drowsy within the dark, enclosed lotus leaves.

Huai Yan didn't remember that he had been drifting with the undercurrent for a long time.

Just thinking, faster, faster.

Don't let that evil cultivator catch up with you...

After being reborn, he wants to live well and live for a long time.

The huge green lotus leaf went up along the Dark River to the north, and with a bang it hit a thick and hard ice barrier, and then stopped.

The terrifying impact caused the green lotus leaves to suddenly disperse. Huai Yan, who was suffering from the snake venom, had blurred vision and vaguely saw two people, one in red and one in purple, playing the piano on the opposite iceberg.

"Save...save me..." Huai Yan's eyes turned red and his body became weaker and weaker. He bit his tongue hard and barely shouted out this sentence. Then his body rolled uncontrollably into the icy water!

“Who is it?!!! How dare you trespass into the forbidden area of ​​the Hehuan Sect!” A thunderous roar exploded into the void.

Zhongli Chenyin, the leader of the Hehuan Sect, was furious. Their ancestor was injured in the battle with the Demon Lord Qingtian.

He needed ten years of continuous playing of the semi-immortal instrument, the Fantasy Sound Harp, for three hours every day to heal his wounds and alleviate the pain of his soul being eroded by the ancient evil spirit.

Today is the last day of treatment, and he will be able to use the illusion of flowers and the healing power of the Magic Harp to completely eliminate all these evil spirits.

However, everything was ruined by this uninvited guest.

Zhongli Chenyin's face turned pale, and he controlled his temper and finished playing the zither.

Then he was about to take action, ready to kill the man at the bottom of the dark river.

Then he saw the handsome man in red beside him, who had an icy aura. His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened a pair of cold and deep eyes.

"Ayin, rescue the person." His tone was light and there was no blame in his voice.

"Save...save him?" Zhongli Chenyin was shocked, his mouth slightly open, with a look of disbelief on his face.

He knew that the ancestor was dissatisfied with his previous actions, and secretly felt sorry for himself in his heart.

But more of a surprise...

The red dress flutters in the air on the Qiongtai, and her fairy-like figure is far away from the dust.

Jun Xiuyuan Kunyu Qiushuang, the ancestor of the Hehuan Sect who is well-known in the Tiancang Realm, is cold, resolute and independent.

Ever since the battle with the Demon Lord Qingtian, he has been secluded in the forbidden area of ​​the Hehuan Sect, avoiding the world and not caring about worldly affairs.

Now, he was actually distracted by a young man who broke into the barrier.

Zhongli Chenyin cautiously advised, "Grandmaster, that person trespassed into your retreat and nearly ruined your best opportunity to eradicate the demonic energy. In my opinion, this person must be a spy sent by the demons. It would be better to kill him and teach the Demon Lord Qingtian a lesson..."

Before he could finish his words, he was swept by an extremely oppressive and cold gaze.

"You are the ancestor, and I am the ancestor?"

The man in red frowned, his voice as deep as the endless abyss, chilling one to the bone.

“You are, you are…” Zhongli Chenyin cried out in pain, and hurriedly admitted his mistake: “Grandmaster, my nephew will go right away, please don’t be angry…”

Heavy snow fell from the iceberg, and the air around it suddenly became cold. Zhongli Chenyin was shivering with cold, and was just about to step into the glacier.

The man in red ignored Zhongli Chenyin's shocked gaze behind him and turned into a red shadow and disappeared into the glacial water below.

After a while, Zhongli Chenyin's facial features were in a state of confusion, and he finally reacted.

His ancestor, who was free from all emotions and lived in isolation from the world, actually got anxious for the first time.

Zhongli Chenyin really didn't know whether to cry or be relieved that the ancestor finally had some popularity.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, covering the glacier with a thick layer.

"Ahhh, ancestor!!! The glacier is surging, you must be careful..." Zhongli Chen's voice broke instantly, and he let out a terrified groundhog scream. He dodged and dived into the freezing water.

Then his eyes widened in horror.

In the turbulent underground river.

An old iron tree that has never bloomed in a thousand years holds in its arms a slender young man in white clothes with long black hair and fair skin.

The young man was tall and slender, with a dazed look in his eyes, and he lay limply and powerlessly on the old man's chest.

“Help…GurgleooooOOOOoooo…”

Huai Yan was unconscious. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was filled with water. The cold river water filled his nasal cavity and tore his lungs.

He wanted to open his eyes to see the man in red opposite him, but it was pitch black underwater and he couldn't see the person clearly.

Kindly remind you: (Current task progress: 30%....., please keep up the good work.)

The other party held his big hand tightly, like an iron clamp, very powerful.

Zhongli Chenyin was hesitating whether to go over.

His pupils trembled as he saw the young man in white leaning close to Jun Xiuyuan's ear and whispering weakly in his ear. "Save me, I will repay you!"

Zhongli Chenyin was horrified, afraid to look. He scurried ashore. Oh my god, someone's going to die. This young man is so bold, actually flirting with the Hehuan Sect's ancestor. It's over, it's over. The ancestor will surely be furious and want to kill someone. Don't let him get involved when that happens. Zhongli Chenyin was sweating profusely on the shore, like an ant on a hot pan.

Underwater, Jun Xiuyuan's face was as gloomy as water, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his cold eyes looked down at the person in his arms from top to bottom.

He firmly grasped the slender waist in his arms, his voice as cold as an iceberg that never melts. "Answer my question first. Who are you?"

Huai Yan felt pain and tried to push Jun Xiuyuan's arms away with both hands, but Jun Xiuyuan held them tightly in his arms.

Jun Xiuyuan has been harassed and tortured by demonic energy for many years, and the aura emanating from his body seems to be becoming more and more dangerous. He stared at the beautiful face of the young monster, and for some reason, he felt a little throbbing in his heart.

He restrained his expression slightly, not thinking too much, as he was concerned that the person in his arms was poisoned by a snake.

Jun Xiuyuan didn't bother with him.

"This poison is not incurable..."

Thinking of the only possibility, Jun Xiuyuan's expression turned icy cold, his eyes dark as the abyss. Could this be Qingtian's conspiracy? No, how could Qingtian know that his blood was immune to all poisons!!!

Tsk tsk, he just got himself into trouble.

He had been cold-hearted for so many years, but the moment he saw the beautiful boy, his mind changed slightly and he developed a strong interest in him.

This underground river leads to the Valley of Ten Thousand Snakes, and the boy must have swam here from there along the Clear Lotus of the Cold Pond. The boy in his arms, at such a young age, had already reached the early stage of Golden Core cultivation and possessed the Immortal Marrow Fruit. He had wounds not only from the fierce eagle, but also from the bite of the Silver Flower Snake.

If he is not treated in time, the golden elixir may be in danger.

Thinking of this, Jun Xiuyuan couldn't help but be stunned.

He was frequently worried about this young man today, which made him think more.

Wow~~~

Water splashed everywhere, the sound of water was heard, Huai Yan was wrapped tightly in a bright red robe, and was quickly carried into the cave by Jun Xiuyuan.

In Huai Yan's sea of ​​consciousness, a system prompt sounded: "Task 1 completion progress: 50%......"

When Zhongli Chenyin, a bystander, passed by.

Sect Master Zhongli looked around, seeming to want to speak but hesitant.

I want to see what the person in the ancestor's arms looks like. It would be bad if he turns out to be a demon with a green mouth and fangs.

As soon as his furtive gaze touched the young man's exposed pair of white jade-like hands, he was frightened by Jun Xiuyuan's cold glance and retracted his stretched neck.

Zhongli Chenyin shrank his neck and smiled awkwardly: "Grandfather, I didn't see anything..."

Jun Xiuyuan snorted coldly and added a protective shield for Huai Yan to isolate him from outsiders. With a faint look in his eyes, he suddenly said something to Zhongli Chenyin.

"Please, nephew, get out of here!"

After saying this, Jun Xiuyuan's figure disappeared.

Only a cold wind was left, gently brushing across Zhongli Chenyin's handsome face, which was almost about to crack.

Zhongli Chenyin's head was buzzing and he almost vomited blood when he heard that.

He couldn't believe it, his eyes widened, his tongue tied and his voice stammered.

"Ahhh, Uncle Master, I'm your nephew!!! Can't you be a little more polite to me? You're fickle, bah, you're forgetting your nephew for the sake of beauty!!!"

"Shut up!" An extremely terrifying pressure erupted from Jun Xiuyuan's cave.

Poor Zhongli Chenyin had his mouth sealed by Jun Xiuyuan's mysterious ice power, and he and his zither were blasted out of the forbidden area by Jun Xiuyuan.