Tian Yan 49

Long Yin stopped.

He Yujian took off quickly, braked quickly, and turned around even faster. Before Shuang Jiang could realize what happened, Long Yin had already thrown him, rushed towards a streamer that was chasing him, and pulled a handful of iron from Qiankun's sleeve. Sword, two swords cut the man down, turned around and raised the flying sword under his feet, his left hand just caught the thrown up Shuang Jiang.

Long Yin raised his sword with a frown, and carefully leaned forward—the iron sword seemed to pass through an invisible membrane, rusting silently and rapidly, Long Yin loosened his hand, and threw the iron sword away.

Shuang Jiang looked up at him, Long Yin said expressionlessly, "Boundary."

Long Yin frowned.Master’s forcible entry into the Demon Palace this time was on a whim, and the magic cultivator who hurt the female disciple of Chixia Peak was the inducement, but the main reason was that the Demon Palace was not guarded, so the Master single-handedly led him here.How could it be such a coincidence that the Demon Lord who ascended a hundred years ago got the news and still projected it?

And could this large enchantment be arranged in a hurry?

Before Long Yin could figure out why, his eyes became serious, his consciousness let go, he scanned around quickly, and his heart sank slightly.

There is an ambush.

With a thought in his mind, Long Yin landed on the ground, and the long sword fell into his palm.Shuang Jiang blinked and looked at the sword. It was also an unattractive iron sword, but for some reason, being held by Long Yin gave people a thrilling sense of oppression.

Long Yin picked him up, held him in front of him with one hand, lowered his long sword slightly, and raised his eyes silently.

The blade hummed, and weapons resonated from all directions.Long Yin's eyes moved, and his figure flickered like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, several stealthy figures had lost their heads, and the blood spurting from their necks was like a fountain.

Swords and swords blared, figures appeared, magic spells spread everywhere, and Long Yin's long and clear cry resounded all over him, before disappearing in place!A wave of siege hit the sky, and before all the demon cultivators had time to lock on to the target, the sound of clear chirping suddenly rang from far to near, and in an instant another column of blood sprayed into the sky, and the sword in Long Yin's hand had already wiped the neck of the second person!

Some blood fell on Shuang Jiang's face, and the bloody breath rushed into his nostrils. Shuang Jiang wiped his face with his hand, and then slowly frowned.

Blood……

"He's there!"

"Trash! Don't let him run away! Chase!"

screams...

"Chong!"

Long Yin braced the two long knives, flicked the sword to dodge the attack of the two, and rushed forward with no expression on his face, the long sword pierced into the chest of the comer without hindrance.He drew his sword without hesitation, and blood poured all over him.

Shuang Jiang was also doused, he was shocked, something deep in his memory was struggling to recover.He frowned in pain, and a bright fire gradually flowed in his eyes.

Long Yin was almost out of breath when he broke through the encirclement, and after a while he had the time to take a look at Shuang Jiang who was holding tightly in his hands.The child didn't say a word after this incident, he was a little worried whether he had been frightened out of his wits.

It's just that he felt something was wrong after seeing it - this child's hair...is it black?Why did it turn dark red?

"you--"

As soon as Long Yin uttered a word, he let go of his hand suddenly. In an instant, all the boy's hair turned red, as if burning. Sparks rubbed out from the hair, and the temperature on his body suddenly rose to a terrifying height. Long Yin retreated. After taking two steps, his arm was already burned.

The boy who fell on the ground stood up staggeringly, slowly raised his head, and glanced at Long Yin.

Those eyes were dark red, like dying coals.

Long Yin instinctively sensed the danger, and the aura around him after drinking blood changed, and there was a faint red light in his dark eyes.

Shuang Jiang trembled his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but at this moment, flames rose from the ground, and the heat wave forced Long Yin back several steps.He frowned and looked at the figure in the flames, but the young man remained silent.

The flame disappeared within a few breaths, Shuang Jiang looked at Long Yin, took a wobbly step forward, and fell to the ground.

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The boy woke up.

He should be lying by the stream, with the sound of gurgling water in his ears, the fragrance of grass and trees in his nose, mixed with a little bloody smell, and the light of burning firewood is warm and warm.The night was low and the stars were bright.

"Why am I here?" He thought drowsily, getting up from the ground, a head of bright fiery red hair hanging down in front of his eyes, like flowing flames.

Flame...

Memories burst into his mind suddenly, the thick blood, the flames soaring into the sky, the wings that covered the sky, the loud shouts and painful screams... He suddenly remembered who he was, and he froze in place, without moving for a long time.

"what happened?"

The voice like a flowing spring gently moved his perception, he raised his head suddenly, his eyes and long hair instantly lit up hot golden red as if being ignited, flames roared around him, and he flew away like an arrow It bounced in front of the person, and grabbed the person's neck——

It stopped in mid-air again.

Long Yin's sword was two inches out of its sheath, and was held down by Li Shuyan.Li Shuyan was sitting by the fire, with a moon-white robe folded aside, wearing a plain white long gown with straight skirts, his black hair flowing down like a stream, his face was covered with a layer of warm gold in the firelight, but he still looked pale.He didn't move, looked into the boy's eyes, and asked softly, "Shuangjiang?"

The young man said in a daze, "It's you..."

His voice was as hoarse as sandstones filled with hatred.

Li Shuyan frowned slightly in doubt, looked at the dark red eyes full of anger and hatred, and said with a frown, "Restored memory?"

"...Mmm." The young man responded in a low voice, suddenly feeling physically and mentally exhausted.He suddenly withdrew his hand, and the light and color of the fire gradually dimmed.He backed away, into the darkness beyond the light of the fire, and sat down, hugging his knees.

Li Shuyan said: "Come here."

The boy didn't move.

"Long Yin said that you spontaneously ignited a fire, and after the fire extinguished, you became like this—" Li Shuyan saw that he couldn't come over, so he picked up his coat and got up from the fire, walked over, curled up The young man wrapped himself up, and said in a calm tone, "——the shirt was also completely burnt."

The sudden caring made Shuang Jiang a little uncomfortable, and he raised his eyes to stare at Li Shuyan for a while.The young man is straight and slender like pine and bamboo, and his face is handsome. Perhaps because of his young age, the lines on his face are as soft as a boy. Although he looks calm, he is not repulsive, and even a little approachable from certain angles.It's just that there are sharp arcs in the exquisite eyebrows and eyes, and there is a kind of elder's calm and prestige when frowning.

Long Yin sat by the fire, bored waiting, and added a few sticks of firewood to the fire.As soon as the fire was lit, Li Shuyan's black eyes in the dark were coated with a layer of gentle warm light, and the young man found that his eyes were light brown in color, like flowing gold in the light, which would give people the illusion of gentleness .

That illusion was like a little spark, which suddenly lit up the wilderness in Shuang Jiang's heart.He turned his eyes away and asked, "Where is this? What's the situation now?"

"We are still in the Extreme Realm, and the Demon Lord has blocked the Extreme Realm. Such a large enchantment formation will not last long, and it will break open automatically in about three days." Long Yin said, "If the Demon Lord is not stupid, These three days should continue to send people to hunt us down."

Shuang Jiang frowned - he still remembered that Mo Zun wanted to arrest him.

Li Shuyan said: "Don't worry, I have a solution." Then he asked Shuangjiang, "You said you don't have a home, now can you think of any place to go?"

"No." Frost said in a low voice.

Li Shuyan said quickly, "I think you have a good foundation, and you are a good seedling for cultivating immortality. I intend to accept you as a disciple. Are you willing to cultivate immortality?"

In the darkness, the young man's brows are blurred very softly, the light and shadow are intertwined, and his breath and temperature are in front of him.

The young man raised his head in a daze, and suddenly felt a bloody place in his heart sink softly, creating a nest that could accommodate other people.

His dark red eyes, as if they were blood-curdling, were washed to reveal a little ruby ​​red background, clean and clear, they were the eyes of a boy at his age.

The boy blinked and said softly, "Let me think about it."

Li Shuyan nodded, said nothing, and went back to sleep.

The night was silent.

The east wants to know.

Shuang Jiang thought for a long time alone in the dark, and there was a warm light not far in front of him.

Long Yin was sitting by the fire, and heard a young man's clear voice softly in the darkness: "That... my name is Shuangjiang."

Long Yinshu spread his legs, stretched his arms back, and his posture was a little lazy.He has very little expression on his face, looks serious and indifferent, but his voice is mellow, deep and steady, giving people a sufficient sense of security: "Dragon Yin." After a pause, he asked: "Why did you come to Jiyu?"

"I don't know either." Shuang Jiang rested her chin on her knees.

Long Yin was not a curious person, so he nodded without asking.After a long silence, Shuang Jiang stood up from the darkness, stretched his waist, and tightened his waist.The boy was slender and thin. Li Shuyan's loose moon-white robe with three-quarter sleeves was like loose nine-quarter sleeves on Shuangjiang's body, and the belt was wrapped around the waist before it was tightened.He pulled his collar, turned to the east, and stood there for a long time, until the light of the morning sun pushed away the night from the sky like a rising tide.

Li Shuyan seemed to have noticed something, and opened his eyes to look at him.

Shuang Jiang took a deep breath, raised his head, slowly let out the emotions accumulated in his chest, and opened his eyes.

Those vicissitudes and rust-like blood were all washed away. He turned his head in the cool morning, and his ruby ​​red eyes met Li Shuyan's.

He once lost his faith, lost his homeland, lost all the things he cherished, ran all the way, struggled in the hatred and pain condensed with blood, trekked in the darkness and mud without the sun, lost his direction, and fell into the mundane world——

Then he met Li Shuyan.

The young man smiled, cleared his throat, and said clearly in a clear voice: "Li Shuyan, I want to cultivate immortality."

He ran away for too long.

He didn't want to run away anymore.