long night walk

Chapter 76
Bai Lian subconsciously raised his palm and touched Lin Yuan's frighteningly cracked fish tail, ready to check her injury.

He said with a hint of worry in his tone: "Sister Lin Yuan, you have been out of the water for too long, and your body is severely torn. Regardless of the matter of the Demon River, let's find a safe place for you to recuperate."

"Ah! Don't touch it!"

As a result, as soon as the palm was attached, Lin Yuan's reaction was extremely strong, and the whole person screamed, and the slender fingers on Bai Lian's shoulders suddenly tightened, almost embedded in his flesh.

Bai Lian was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his hands, only to feel that the delicate body behind him collapsed like an electric fish.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Lian intuited that the hem of the clothes behind him was warm, with a faint smell of clear musk.

The beautiful blue fishtail tightened around his waist, as if trying to strangle the bones in his waist.

Lin Yuan's lip was bitten with traces of blood, his body stretched for a moment, and then fell limply on Bai Lian's back as if deflated, but his fair face quickly turned red as if congested with blood.

She gasped with great difficulty, and said in a nasal tone of aggrieved voice: "You...you are not allowed to touch me again."

Bai Lian's waist was in pain, so he dared to touch it.

Just when he quickened his pace and finally saw a faint formation of light in front of him, a surprise voice suddenly sounded from the jungle on one side: "Brother Si Chen? Miss Lin Yuan?"

Bai Lian looked sideways and raised his eyebrows lightly: "Mr. Meng?"

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The ancient cave of ten thousand demons, the place where the magic pupils shine, is full of scarlet moonlight.

The entire devil's lair was filled with blood as strong as wine.

After several bloody battles overnight, Li Xuan, the head of the Lianhe Sect, finally had time to take a good count of the number of remaining disciples.

Just lighting it up, Li Xuan's old face became extremely ugly, because he found that his precious girl was missing?

Like a volcano about to erupt, he was full of murderous intent and said, "Where's the wine? Where's the old man's wine? The old man wants you to keep an eye on the eldest lady! Why are you all lost now!"

A young student with a bandage on his left hand stood up obediently: "Zong... Sovereign, the battle was chaotic at that time, I... I saw Senior Brother Lu take Senior Sister away."

"Sect Master, don't be impatient. Senior brother Lu has high spiritual power, and he loves senior sister the most on weekdays. With him protecting him, there shouldn't be any big problems."

"fart!"

The old man's face turned red and he became violent, cursing bloody at the disciple:
"Pig brains! Don't you know what kind of virtue your senior brother Lu is?! He usually likes to show off, but now he wants to be a hero and kill me at this great opportunity! If he really loves wine Jiu, how could he take Jiujiu away from the team in such a chaotic time, causing life and death to be unknown now!"

Li Xuan was trembling with anger, and his gray beard and hair danced wildly: "Naughty beast! Naughty beast!"

"Ah!!! Master save me!!"

Just when the old suzerain was furious, another accident happened.

A blue-black palm suddenly protruded from the cold and solid ground under the feet of a young disciple.

The palm was skinny and ferocious, but the five fingers were as sharp as a blade, and they were deeply inserted into the disciple's calf, penetrating deep into the bone!

The disciple was terrified, and the sharp sword in his hand slashed towards that hand, but it didn't hurt a single bit, instead it made the sound of metal and stone clashing.

Li Xuan frowned, recognized what that hand was, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't cut off that hand! It's useless! It's a slave! The descendant of the corpse demon Shebishi, the body is indestructible, and the nails are indestructible. It has a terrible corpse poison! That leg can no longer be taken! If you want to survive, cut off the leg!"

That disciple was still young, he looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, how could he accept the tragic fate of being disabled for life.

His face was covered with tears and snot, and he looked back at Li Xuan and cried, "Sovereign! I don't want to be a cripple! I think I can save it again! Woooooo..."

Li Xuan was burning with anxiety: "Don't think so! Save your life! You won't be able to save your life..."

"Roar!!!"

The luxury slave who was buried in the ground was obviously an impatient guy, and broke out of the ground directly.

The whole figure was like a wild beast, with a blue-black afterimage, and threw the crying young disciple to the ground. The sharp fangs directly bit through the young boy's neck brutally, swallowing blood.

The sword in the young man's hand fell to the ground weakly, and he looked at his senior brothers with helpless and empty eyes, opened and closed his mouth, unable to utter a word, and could only make a helpless hoarse and dilapidated voice.

"Damn!"

Li Xuan's eyes trembled violently, because in all directions of them, led by the extravagant slave just now, a dense patch of soil was gathered on the cold and hard ground.

This scene is like being in a mass grave...Countless corpses wake up from the underground tomb.

And the pupils of the young disciple who was bitten to death were also covered with a gray-green color.

The whole person was lifeless but stood up crookedly, followed step by step the shenu who crawled out of the ground and walked towards the group of people with cruel eyes.

Surrounded to death in all directions, everyone felt cold and hopeless when they thought that they would be assimilated into unconscious monsters like that junior in a short time.

Someone saw this scene, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground in shock. He knelt down and grabbed his hair frantically and shouted: "I want to go home! I want to go home!!!"

The cry of despair and collapse was extremely contagious. After many days in the ancient cave of ten thousand demons, most of their companions were killed or injured.

But now they are facing a luxury slave who is invulnerable to water, fire, swords and swords. Just rubbing its nails will interfere with the horrible corpse poison. How can they still survive.

Li Xuan subconsciously touched the empty sword pouch behind him that had been carried for hundreds of years, with a sad look on his face.

Could it be that their Clutch Sect is really on the verge of exhaustion?

I just feel sorry for his daughter Li Jiujiu, I don't know where she is now, is she safe?

With the determination to die, the old man cut his palm with the long sword in his hand, and the blood melted into the light of the sword. With the sword energy, he activated a protective barrier, covering all the disciples in his sect.

This is the Sword and Blood Formation, a protective enchantment created by using one's own blood essence as a guide.

Today's Li Xuan has already cultivated in the Lingling Realm, and he might be able to survive for a while.

Who would have thought that the collapsed heart of the disciples had just stabilized a little, a high-ranking slave who was obviously twice as tall as an ordinary slave, and wrapped in a long black chain, came through the darkness.

It swung the thick and long chain between its arms and smashed it hard on the newly condensed enchantment.

The huge semicircular barrier instantly distorted and collapsed, turning into bits of starry night light like shattered brilliance.

(End of this chapter)