Fellow Daoist, do you want to see a doctor?

Three days later, the outer sect disciples of the Immortal Sect assembled and took the flying magic weapon to go to the front line to fight the demons in batches. To Wei Yang's surprise, the leader of their team was actually Si Jichen.

"What do you think the elders of Xianmen are thinking? Even if Si Jichen is allowed to lead the team to the front line, aren't you afraid that he will perish?" Luo Qingfeng gossips beside Wei Yang with a very low voice, calling Si Jichen from time to time Glancing twice, he looked cautious, afraid of what he might hear.

"The road to comprehension is long, and you have to travel and practice to make further progress." Wei Yang said lightly.

Looking at Si Jichen who was standing on the deck of the flying boat looking into the distance, his back was cold and lonely, surrounded by an aura that repulsed people thousands of miles away, leaving a large area on the deck, and no one dared to come within three feet of him.

Thinking of those lifeless eyes ten years ago, inexplicably, he felt a little distressed.

Under the shocked gazes of everyone, Wei Yang went to the deck and stood side by side with Si Jichen: "Oh, the scenery here is really beautiful, no wonder you didn't want to leave after looking at it for so long."

"En." Si Jichen responded lightly.

After a long silence, Wei Yang suddenly asked, "Have you found the motivation to live?"

When he rescued him ten years ago, he was like a walking corpse, lifeless. Now that we meet again, in a high position and held in the palm of the elders of the Xianmen, his mentality should be different.

"En!" Si Jichen replied lightly again.

"What is it? Can you tell me about it?" Wei Yang was curious.

Si Jichen didn't answer, but just looked at him quietly, focused and determined.

Wei Yang felt a little uncomfortable when he saw him, and asked again: "Why did you lead the team to the front?"

"Protect you."

Si Jichen's answer was still very concise, but the meaning was clear. A warm current surged in Wei Yang's heart, and then he smiled dryly.

"I saved you at the beginning, and I also used you to practice medical skills. It's a mutual benefit. You don't have to take it to heart. What I said a few days ago was a joke. Swords have no eyes on the battlefield. You Protect yourself first."

"If I say I protect you, I will protect you."

Wei Yang: ...

Why is this brat still so difficult to communicate with?

Si Jichen's gaze was fixed on him, and he never moved away. His gaze was so deep that the people on the deck could only feel the air-conditioning around them getting a little heavier. Far away from Wei Yang and Si Jichen on the deck.

Wei Yang didn't dare to look directly into his pitch-black pupils, and turned his head in embarrassment, as if concentrating on the scenery.

Luo Qingfeng was a little speechless, secretly worried when he saw his friend looking at the scenery without realizing it.Is Si Jichen such a talkative person?Didn't you see his eyes that wanted to devour him?He even dared to get within half a foot of him, and he was not afraid that Si Jichen would throw him out of the flying boat if he got upset!

Gritting his teeth, he ran to Wei Yang's side, protected him behind him, raised his hand, and a top-quality spirit armor appeared in his hand, floating to Si Jichen under his control.

"Uncle Wei, Wei Yang didn't mean to offend, I apologize to you on his behalf, this top-grade spirit armor is considered as an apology, please calm down and spare him."

Si Jichen glanced at the top-grade spirit armor, staring at Luo Qingfeng with cold and deep eyes, his murderous intentions darkened.

"Qingfeng, what are you doing? This is for your body protection..." Wei Yang wanted to go forward to take it back, but was held tightly by Luo Qingfeng, feeling a little speechless in his heart for this friend who didn't understand people, feelings, and accidents.

Who is he doing this for? Him!

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, and the sharp sword energy flashed past. Luo Qingfeng only felt pain in the hand holding Wei Yang, and involuntarily let go. Ji Chen hugged him tightly in his arms, his gesture was as if he was protecting his belongings, there was a tendency that if he dared to touch him again or take another step forward, his blood would splatter on the spot .

Luo Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, staring at Si Jichen's deep and dark eyes, he couldn't help but froze, and then looked at Wei Yang who was held in his arms with a dull expression, the long-sleeved and skillful he realized instantly, stepped back cautiously, his tone trembling .

"I...I'll leave now...don't touch him..."

Si Jichen glanced at the top-quality spirit armor again. The top-quality spirit armor flew up in the air and fell into his arms. Luo Qingfeng paused, then put away the spirit armor and ran away as if flying.

Si Jichen's murderous intent burst out, no one dared to touch his brow, and he retreated to the cabin early, only a few people watched them secretly through the window, gossip burning.

The lonely, cold and hard-to-approach little uncle unexpectedly fell in love with an outer disciple? !This is so shocking!

Everyone left, Si Jichen was finally satisfied, the surrounding air seemed to be a little warmer, frowned and looked at the place where Wei Yang was held by Luo Qingfeng just now, picked up a handkerchief, as if some dirt was on it, gently wiped.

Leaning on Wei Yang's body and sniffing lightly, he was very dissatisfied with other people's breath on Wei Yang's body, so he took off his cloak and put it on Wei Yang's body, feeling that his body was full of his breath, only then was he satisfied Pull him to watch the scenery on the deck together.

Wei Yang was really stunned, his mind went blank, what is this brat doing?The thoughts in my heart are ready to come out, but I am not sure, so I can only stand there in a daze.

Seeing Si Jichen's act of swearing sovereignty by the window, the corners of Luo Qingfeng's mouth twitched. Wei Yang didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse to be taken in by such a person.

"Boom!" Suddenly there was a loud noise, deafening.

The bottom of the flying boat was exploded suddenly, and the whole flying boat vibrated. All this happened so suddenly that everyone was turned on their backs. When they reacted, they found that the flying boat had lost its balance and was falling rapidly.

Si Jichen's spiritual power surged all over his body, covering the entire flying boat. Under his control, the flying boat finally avoided the danger of falling from a high altitude, but it was still very unstable, barely flying by brushing against trees.

The airship has been damaged and can no longer be lifted into the air. The enemy hides in the dark and attacks at any time. In this case, it is better to land.

"This place is less than a hundred miles away from the battlefield, everyone pay attention to safety." The speaker was Liao Chengfeng, the deputy captain who was ordered to assist Si Jichen.

After reminding everyone, Liao Chengfeng walked up to Si Jichen and asked respectfully, "Little Master, what do you think?"

Si Jichen held Wei Yang's hand tightly, closed his eyes tightly, as if he hadn't heard anything.

Liao Chengfeng glanced at Wei Yang coldly. He was very dissatisfied with this person who could affect the mood of the junior uncle. He stepped forward a few steps, trying to pull him away from Si Jichen's side, but at this moment, both of them Si Jichen, whose eyes were closed, opened them suddenly, the long sword was unsheathed, and the light of the sword flashed by!

Liao Chengfeng was startled, and wanted to avoid it, but it was too late, so he could only block the sword in front of his eyes, and mobilized all his spiritual power, hoping to block the sword for a while.

"Boom!" With a loud sound, the heavy object hit the ground, creating a deep hole.

A strand of black hair fell from the air and slowly fell into the deep pit.

Liao Chengfeng opened his eyes and found that his limbs were still there, so he let out a sigh of relief, turned around and saw a demon with dark red hair and a single horn on his forehead in the deep pit beside him.

A sword pierced through the throat, clean and neat.

Swallowing his saliva, he was [-]% sure, if there wasn't a demon behind him just now, the person whose throat was pierced by a sword at this time must be him!

He glanced at Wei Yang complicatedly, did the junior uncle value him so much?

As if the fallen demon was some kind of signal, hundreds of demons suddenly appeared around them, swirling with black air and soaring to the sky, directly killing everyone!

In an instant, various spells and magic weapons were sacrificed, and magnificent brilliance full of murderous intent flickered in the sky non-stop.

Seeing this scene, the factions on the front line were calm in their hearts.

"They're under attack." The man who spoke was dressed in white, with wide sleeves and bright gold trim. The clothes were embroidered with Taoist patterns and auspicious clouds, as if they were worn by the elders of the immortal sect!

"Yeah." Another man responded.Dressed in a bright red robe, she was lazily lying on the fork of a big tree, her face was gorgeous and unparalleled.

"Are you going to save them?" the man in white asked.

"I can't help you." The red-robed man replied, as if he suddenly thought of something, he sat up suddenly, he should look lazy, and made a move with his empty hand, but saw a shadow like a ghost looming.

"Go and inform the Demon King, and say that the leader of the Xianmen team this time is Si Jichen."

Shadow bowed respectfully and retreated.

"You...will harm him." The man in white couldn't bear it.

"What? Your heart hurts?" The red-robed man raised his eyebrows, and then smiled again, with a hint of sarcasm in his smile: "That's right, anyway, I'm also a disciple you personally raised, so it's right to feel bad."

The man in white robe sighed helplessly: "He is innocent."

"Innocent? Don't you forget that the purpose of raising him in the first place was to fatten him up before slaughtering him? Now, do you think you can turn back?" the man in red robe said, his figure seemed to be blown away by the wind Generally disappear without a trace.

The man in white stood quietly, sighed, turned and left...