The protagonist of destiny is online

With a warm touch on his face, Xie Yuchen woke up suddenly, sat up, hugged Yan Xuekong and took a closer look, it wasn't a dream, it was real!

"Yanyan, why are you here?"

"I was worried about you, so I used my family's treasures to break open the space and sneak in." Yan Xuekong put the protective jade on him, lowered his eyes and said, "I'm here, aren't you happy?"

Xie Yuchen was stunned, stroking his soft silver hair, couldn't help but kissed his golden eyes, and said in a low voice: "You came here even though you knew it was dangerous, how could I not understand your intentions?"

Yan Xuekong raised his brows and eyes slightly, and his smile flowed around.

Seeing his smile, Xie Yuchen felt a soft and sour emotion in his heart, he was happy for the arrival of his sweetheart, but also worried that he could not keep him safe.

It's strange to say that he didn't get along with him for a long time, but he seemed to have known this young man for a long time. Ever since the two separated and entered the secret realm, he missed him all the time.

Seeing now, even in the sea of ​​swords and flames, my heart has settled down miraculously.

"Brother Yuchen, don't worry, since I'm here, I have a way to protect myself, and I won't cause trouble for you." Yan Xuekong looked around and said, "You are seriously injured. When I came just now, I only saw you Lying here alone, Senior Brother Xu and the others are gone."

Xie Yuchen still remembered what happened before he fell asleep, and guessed that Xu Changsheng and the others should have gone to distract the pursuers.

He adjusted his breath for a while, and his spiritual power recovered about [-]%, so he went to find the whereabouts of the others.

Yan Xuekong was naturally with him.

However, the two of them searched all around, but they didn't see anyone.

Yan Xuekong said: "Will you leave the secret realm?"

Xie Yuchen said: "No, they won't be able to get out of the secret realm every three months."

In the worst case, everyone in the Qing Qiong Sect has been murdered by Ling Ziyao.

At this moment, the figure in the forest swayed slightly, and a boy with a round face shouted nervously: "Thank you, senior brother!"

He is the junior junior of the Qing Qiong Sect, and he has only started in the past two years. Because he is usually too reserved and shy, Xie Yuchen actually hasn't said a few words to him, but he only remembers that his surname is Li.

The round-faced boy ran over and was stunned when he saw Yan Xuekong.

Xie Yuchen asked: "Why are you the only one who came back, what about the others?"

The round-faced boy hurriedly said: "We scattered and fled. Senior sister Zhou and I were lucky enough to not be caught up, but senior sister was trapped in a strange cave, and there was a formation inside, which I couldn't decipher. , so come back and ask the brothers for help."

Yan Xuekong's eyes moved slightly: "You have never encountered any pursuers, you are very lucky."

The round-faced boy stammered, "Yes, yes."

Xie Yuchen glanced at him and said, "Lead the way, I'll save Junior Sister Zhou."

The round-faced boy responded and pointed the way ahead. He seemed overly nervous, clenched his fists, his body trembled slightly, like a frightened bird.

Not right.

Yan Xuekong is very sensitive to the emotions of others.

Judging from the situation described by this young disciple of the Qing Qiong Sect, he was not in any danger before, and he joined his senior brother at this time, so he should be relieved, why is he so panicked?

Thinking of Xie Yuchen's endless betrayal 300 years ago, Yan Xuekong's expression froze slightly. Did it start here?

The further the three walked, the closer they were to the center of the secret realm.

Until, I saw a cave house located between mountains and rivers.

Xie Yuchen said indifferently: "Junior Brother Li, the core of the secret realm is a must for Ling Ziyao. You and Junior Sister Zhou have chosen a good place."

The back of the round-faced boy was stiff and gradually drooped.

"Already here, tell me, did he arrest Junior Sister Zhou and ask you to lead me here?"

"..."

The round-faced boy turned around and knelt down, with tears streaming from his eyes, and cried, "I'm sorry, senior brother thank you! They arrested senior sister, beat her in front of me, and insulted her. I really can't do anything! I swore, I must Protect Senior Sister!"

He knocked his head to the ground, weeping uncontrollably.

Before the words fell, the formation suddenly rose.

Xie Yuchen held the spirit sword: "Yanyan, back off."

Yan Xuekong said softly: "Brother Yuchen, I carry the treasure of space, no one can hurt me, so be careful yourself."

As he spoke, he shook his sleeves, and his figure gradually became unreal.

Dozens of figures appeared around them, surrounded them, and Ling Ziyao appeared clapping, as if watching a big show that satisfied him: "Look, I caught two big fish."

Xie Yuchen said coldly, "Where is Junior Sister Zhou?"

Ling Ziyao pretended to be surprised: "You won't be as stupid as your junior brother, thinking she's still alive?"

Hearing this, the round-faced boy stared at him as if struck by lightning.

"You killed my senior sister!"

"My principle has always been, cut, weed, remove, root."

The expectation in the young man's eyes was shattered little by little, replaced by endless hatred. He suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Ling Ziyao like crazy: "My senior sister is the kindest person in the world. If you kill her, you dare to kill her!" Killed her! I will fight with you!"

"return!"

Xie Yuchen pushed back the besiegers with a sword, trying to grab him.

At this moment, the round-faced boy stopped trembling. He suddenly understood that if the person he wanted to protect was gone, nothing would be scary anymore, including death.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Xie, I was wrong, but Senior Sister would be scared by herself, I'm going to find her!"

He was pierced through Ling Ziyao's chest by Ling Ziyao's weapon, and he clenched his fists instantly, his whole body turned into a ball of flame and exploded.

Blow up!

Ling Ziyao never expected that this young and timid disciple of the Qing Qiong Sect would have the guts to blow himself up. He didn't even have time to defend himself, and he was seriously injured and vomited blood all at once.

Those who were closer to him were also affected and vomited blood.

Xie Yuchen's black eyes were illuminated by the flames, and he was furious, his whole body was burning with spiritual power, he cut several people with his sword, and he no longer cared about the wounds, only the killing intent that shook the sky remained, boiling and hard to calm down.

Yan Xuekong watched quietly, watching him angry, watching him get hurt, watching him kill.

Brother Yuchen 300 years ago, knew there was a trap, but was willing to come here to save people. He knew that his junior brother betrayed him, but he was also angry for what happened.

But fate is ruthless.

He was doomed to experience one betrayal after another, to accept the departure of one family and one friend after another, and in the end, he was forced to no longer trust anyone.

The bones piled up under the feet, and the blood flowed wantonly, forming a meandering river.

The protective jade pendant blocked countless attacks for Xie Yuchen, and it was faintly on the verge of shattering.

"Crazy, crazy! Quick, stop him!"

Ling Ziyao quickly took the elixir, clutched his chest, and retreated to the cave under the cover of others. After this battle, he had made up his mind that no matter what method he used, he would get rid of Xie Yuchen.

Dozens of people can be beheaded and killed more than half of them, and if he is allowed to grow, he will definitely die, and even Lingyunzong will be in danger!

The others were also scared. Seeing that Xie Yuchen fell to the ground unable to support himself, they didn't dare to rush to make up the knife, retreated one after another, and fled in despair.

"Brother Yuchen!"

Yan Xuekong helped Xie Yuchen up, supported him, found a hidden hole, and put him down very lightly.

Xie Yuchen was covered in wounds, but there was still a sense of tenacity in his bones. He was unconscious, but he still held the sword.

As long as there are enemies, you can fight again.

Yan Xuekong touched his face, moved his fingertips lightly, brushed over the wound, and landed on his bleeding hand.

Xie Yuchen was alert and wanted to raise his sword.

Yan Xuekong gently but forcefully opened his palm. Seeing that he was not letting go, he softened his voice and said, "Brother Yuchen, it's me. I want to heal your wounds, so let go first, okay?"

The voice is clear and pleasant, like spring water, washing away blood and dust, and has the power to soothe people's hearts.

Xie Yuchen only felt that wandering in the spiritual rain in the empty mountain, the clean and elegant atmosphere replaced the smell of blood, clean and comfortable, his hand gradually loosened, and all the murderous aura faded away.

After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes and found that the wounds on his body had been properly treated.

The silver-haired and golden-eyed boy sat beside him, humming softly a little song for sleeping. His long hair was like a waterfall, and his face was as bright as snow, as beautiful as a dream.

Xie Yuchen thought almost infatuatedly, if time stopped here, he would not live up to this life.