This broken mirror is big and round

Qin Biefeng was silent after saying a word. Nie Zhen was shocked, but he couldn't understand the deep meaning of his words. He didn't know what would happen to him. He just hugged him and sat beside the stone pillar where the organ had been destroyed, silently. He raised his eyes and saw that not far away, Nie Chenguang was hit by Song Yi's overwhelming air blade a few feet away.

Nie Chenguang had never been lying on the ground in such a mess, clearly at the end of his arrows, he still refused to give up trembling and stood up with Fengjun sword, staggeringly raised the sword and pointed it at Song Yi.

"It's not bad," Song Yi just snorted coldly, "But if you think you're acting hypocritical, will I be merciful to you?"

Nie Chenguang didn't say anything when he heard him slandering him like this, but just looked at him sharply: then do it, why talk nonsense?

"Nie Xian'er..." Nie Xuan couldn't bear it anymore, and called him hoarsely, "You go, your master is still waiting for you at Wuxintai."

Although your master is harsh and old-fashioned, his love for you is hidden deep in his heart, and he thinks highly of you so much, he treats you as the head of the sect and cultivates you carefully, you can't ruin your future for me, an insignificant person.

"I never wanted to be the head of the sect," Nie Chenguang seemed to have guessed what Nie Xuan was thinking, "I only have you as my friend!"

After finishing speaking, Nie Chenguang forcibly stabilized his figure, gritted his teeth and stabbed at Song Yifei. In the cold light, almost without any suspense, he was beaten down by Song Yi mercilessly again and again.

When he fell to the ground for the last time, Nie Zhen could almost hear the slight sound of his body breaking, and he was bruised like that, crawling and continuing to pick up his Fengjun sword.

The blood-soaked figure was suddenly imprinted in Nie Xuan's eyes. After a cold suffocation passed, Nie Xuan felt a surge of resentment pouring out from the bottom of his heart, burning all his thoughts almost instantly.

There was only one thought left in his mind——

Those who bully them deserve to die.

A huge haze was covering the entire entrance of the villa. Those who watched Nie Chenguang dying and struggling on the ground were still applauding harshly, but Nie Zhen unconsciously hugged Qin Banditfeng tightly in his hands, his eyes were empty.

And just when Song Yi swung his knife to give Nie Chenguang a fatal blow, a black figure hurriedly descended from the sky, the blades collided, and a pleading voice sounded: "Sect Leader, don't kill him!"

It's just that at the same time, a strange shock of "rumbling" suddenly came from under everyone's feet.

Song Yi saw the sudden appearance of Han Yisu and knelt in front of Nie Chenguang, before he could be surprised, he was attracted by the increasingly violent tremors under his feet.

"What's going on?" Someone panicked, "Is this an earthquake?"

Nie Xuan stared blankly at the factions that were in disarray, and the dark aura surging around him became more and more intense. When the bubbling hatred finally reached its peak, he raised his head and let out a heart-piercing moan unbearably. roar.

Suddenly, the ground was filled with dust, and together with the dead air, several black shadows broke out from the ground.

The miserable cries broke the hesitation of the sects, only to hear the terrified shouts: "How can there be a live youth!"

"It's that demon!"

"He, he summoned Huo Qingzi!"

But he didn't bother to criticize Nie Zhen anymore, and fought against the elusive shadow one by one as if they were facing an enemy.

These live youths naturally come from what Nie Xuan saw before, and they all have only one eye.

Affected by that burst of changes, all the stone pillars in front of Nie Xuan rose at the same time, and in a blink of an eye, various organs swallowed Nie Zhen.

Nie Chenguang was originally hugged by Han Yisu taking advantage of the chaos, but at this moment he turned his head suddenly, struggling violently in despair.

Then, in an instant, everything came to an abrupt end.

It was the Gu worms that swarmed along with Huo Qingzi and destroyed all the mechanisms hidden in the ground. The little golden figure flashed and rolled happily in front of Nie Xuan.

It's a pity that this time it is allowed to play tricks and ask for credit, and Nie Xuan's expression is numb.

For a moment, the scene was chaotic, because it was not too difficult for the parties to deal with Huo Qingzi, what made them frightened was these almost invisible Gu insects that hurt people.

Nie Xuan still sat there motionless, watching them with cold eyes being tortured to the point of exhaustion by the sharp silk blades of the Gu worms.

They are all to blame, not worthy of sympathy, let alone his rescue.

In this world, there is no justice at all. Whoever is strong enough is the winner.

"Hey Master!"

"Master Shen!"

The two figures descended like saviors amidst the joyful shouts of the crowd, and He Jiangyin slapped Nie Zhen's head with his palms whistling before he landed.

Nie Xuan raised his head indifferently and looked at him, with a murderous look on his face that had never appeared before.

Then, just as He Jiangyin's seemingly cruel palm fell, and before Nie Zhen made a move, another frosty figure met He Jiangyin's palm from the midair with a bang.

Is it Nie Youxuan?

"You really think I'm asking...but you can't trample on it arbitrarily! If there are any mistakes between my two apprentices, I will ask you all to go down and be buried with me!"

After the angry reprimand, Nie took the lead in making the first move in a mysterious way, and fought with He Jiangyin.

Nie Xuan stared at Nie Youxuan in a daze, his eyes regained a trace of clarity.

He said his two disciples.

Actually, including yourself?

Suddenly Nie Xuan had a splitting headache again, as if two souls were tearing his body apart, telling him why he should be alone when the world is turbid, but persuading him bitterly, even though the world was dark, he never walked alone.

And when Nie Xuan was at a loss in this abyss that seemed to be trapped in an endless loop, he suddenly felt a familiar warmth on his face.

His heart was beating wildly and he opened his eyes suddenly, seeing Qin Guifeng waking up at some point.

Qin Pifeng was reaching out with difficulty to wipe away the tears all over Nie Zhen's face, with pure pity in his one-eyed eyes, and then he stumbled and opened his mouth.

"Nie Zhen, don't cry."

Nie Xuan stared at his obviously dull face, and suddenly became sober for a while.