Taoist An Zhi glanced at the Ling Cang Sect disciples who were lying on the ground: "It can only be said that you have used those resources to do something ulterior motives."

brush!

Taoist An Zhi took off his flying sword with his backhand, and Jiang Yue's already cold body slowly fell to the ground.

Taoist Lu Fang looked at Jiang Yue's body, his face was covered with blank spaces. He knelt on the ground, his whole body was cold.

Taoist An Zhi walked to Taoist Lu Fang and wiped the blood from his flying sword bit by bit with his front: "Don't think about it in the future, maybe you can live a better life."

After putting the sword in the sheath, Taoist An Zhi waved to the people in Yue Pavilion. The group proudly passed through the Lingcang disciples who were spread out to the ground and prepared to leave.

"Let's leave after killing someone?" Hai Ao held his shoulders and stood up from the ground swayingly, blocking straight in front of Taoist An Zhi and others. Although he described his embarrassment, his aura was not weak at all.

Facing a monk who was not even a mortal, Taoist An Zhi was too lazy to even look at it. He raised his left hand and swung it out like a fly.

Bang!

Hai Ao was swept out instantly, his body hit the wall, and then fell heavily to the ground. His ribs were broken, and he turned his head and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

"Looking for death? I will help you!"

Zhao Lu raised his right hand high, and the spiritual energy gathered, forming a blade, which was slashing towards Hai Ao who was lying on the ground with a fierce wind!

Bang!

A flying sword came from a distance in an instant, barely blocking Hai Ao's body. The flying sword was extremely sharp. The blade that Zhao Lu transformed out was swept by the sword's edge and disintegrated in an instant!

Yang Lin flashed in front of Hai Ao. His injuries had not healed yet. His face was still pale, but his spine was straight, protecting Hai Ao completely behind him.

Hai Ao's whole body was in severe pain, and there was a sweet blood in his mouth. He gritted his teeth and opened his eyes with difficulty. He saw Yang Lin's figure in a blurry sight and wanted to stand up, but once he moved, more blood would spill out of his mouth. The severe pain made his forehead covered with cold sweat.

Seeing that he did not kill Hai Ao with one blow, Zhao Lu's face suddenly sank: "What do you mean?"

Yang Lin lowered his head and whispered: "He is just a child from the mortal world, just ignorant. Please give up your life."

Zhao Lu narrowed his eyes and before he could speak, he heard Elder An Zhi behind him say, "One will die."

As soon as Taoist An Zhi spoke, Zhao Lu instantly restrained his arrogance, took two steps back, and stood behind Taoist An Zhi.

Yang Lin raised his eyes and looked at Taoist An Zhi who was standing not far away.

There was a dangerous curve on the corner of Dao Ren An Zhi's mouth. He stared at Yang Lin with some fun: "I have bumped into the sect, you have to give us an explanation. You beg us to let him go. OK, but someone must come out to pay your life."

"I, ache, ache..."

Hai Ao opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but blood was the first to spurt out of his mouth, making him unable to even say a complete word. A strong sense of hatred mixed with anger squirted out of his chest!

Want to kill me? If you have the ability to kill me!

Hai Ao looked at the group of Zhaoyue Pavilion disciples with arrogant expressions, and his eyebrows were full of madness. He spitted out the blood, endured the severe pain on his body, and sat up little by little. A muffled laughter came out of his chest. His voice was hoarse and intermittent, but the words he said clearly came into everyone's ears: "Come and kill me."

Hai Ao's eyes were dark, and an impulse of burning both jade rose in his heart.

I died here. After my mother learned the truth, she would definitely step on the entire Zhaoyue Pavilion. At that time, the entire Zhaoyue Pavilion will be buried with me!

And once he dies, Qin Haoxuan will not be able to escape.

It's so good. Hai Ao couldn't help but smile. In fact, he just died like this, which is good to think about it.

Dao Ren An Zhi and others looked at Hai Ao with a bad expression. They couldn't figure out where a mere mortal had the courage to speak in front of them.

Yang Lin looked down at Hai Ao behind him, kept protecting him quietly, and then smiled at Taoist An Zhi: "You are all confused by your children. Anyway, I am not alive for a few days. Don't you just want a life? Then come and take mine, I am willing to die for him."

No!

Hai Ao widened his eyes: "No!"

After a roar, Hai Ao coughed wildly, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, making him unable to say a word.

Why do you die for me? If I die, these people will be in trouble! If they dare to touch me, they will have to pay a greater price!

However, no one could hear the roar in Hai Ao's heart.

An Zhidao Ren said with a slight smile: "Okay."

Before the voice had fallen to the ground, the flying sword in his hand had already left his body. The sword light was fierce and sharp, and it suddenly slashed across Yang Lin's neck!

Puff!

Yang Lin's head was cut off in an instant, and flew out with the force of the sword energy, rolling to the ground, and large streams of blood gushed out from Yang Lin's broken neck!

Dong!

Yang Lin's body fell straight to the ground, making a loud noise.

Hai Ao's expression was dull, and his face was covered with blood splashed from Yang Lin's corpse, which was warm, viscous and fiery red.

"Junior brother!"

"Elder!"

The strong wind passed by, with a howling sound, and dust rose everywhere.

An Zhi took away the flying sword in his hand, and even without looking at the people from Ling Cang Sect, he took his disciples and left.

"puff!"

Extreme anger and sadness rushed into Hai Ao's chest. He could no longer hold on. He spit out a mouthful of dark red blood and fell into darkness.

Hai Ao was so dizzy that he was as if he was surrounded by the rising and falling waves, his thoughts were sometimes lost.

"Hey, kid?"

There was a kind voice in my ears, who was it?

"How many days have you not eaten? You are too thin." The man said with a sigh.

Hai Ao felt in a daze that he had become the child who was carried forward all the way. The man carrying him had white hair on his back. He always had a lot of things and never finished speaking all the way, just like an old man who was nagging and annoying in the world.

"You are a child and have no support, so why don't you go back to Lingcang Sect with me."

Yes, he was deposed in his cultivation, enfeoffed as an immortal species, and was still in this country where soldiers and bandits were rampant, and he didn't even have the ability to protect himself. He just picked up the sect.

But this sect is really weak, too weak, and is often bullied, and doesn't even know how to resist.

What happened later?

What happened later? The eyes were red, and the tip of the nose was full of bloody smell...

That person is dead.

Hai Ao suddenly opened his eyes, and the first thing to return to his body was the faint pain in his chest. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the pattern of waves carved on the head of the bed in front of him, and was slightly ecstatic.

The wound on his body must have been treated...

Where is Yang Lin? Where is that nagging old man?

A trance scene appeared in front of you, the sword light flew away, blood gushed, and Yang Lin, whose head was cut off, fell to the ground...

Yang Lin is dead.

Hai Ao suddenly felt a little pain. He didn't know which part of his body was hurting. He only knew that the continuous pain was so severe that he could not ignore it, and so sad that his eyes were astringent.

With his arms on the bed, Hai Ao sat up from the bed, leaning against the head of the bed, his eyes diverged at everything around him.

He was the only one in the room, empty, with the windows open, and the bright sunlight shone in from outside. If you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of the wind blowing through the treetops.

This house was chosen by Yang Lin for me.

Hai Ao closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. What happened in reality coincided with the dream in the dark. In a trance, he even felt that Yang Lin might be able to push the door in the next moment, bring him medicine, and then say a lot of things to pay attention to his health.

Squeak.

The door was opened, and Hai Ao was shocked and he looked up suddenly.

It's Li Heng.

The light gathered in Hai Ao's eyes disappeared in an instant.

Li Heng lost weight a lot. When he saw Hai Ao sitting beside the bed, he was slightly stunned. Then he said hoarsely: "Don't be impulsive anymore in the future."

Hai Ao nodded in a blank expression and set his eyes out the window again.

"The head of the tutor is looking for you."

Li Heng came to the bed and wanted to support him, but was rejected by Hai Ao.

Hai Ao pulled a wooden stick beside the bed, placed it under his armpit, and walked out the door step by step, step by step.

The head sect Taoist Lu Fang was in the main hall. After Li Heng sent Hai Ao over, he closed the hall gate for them and left.

The windows of the hall were closed, and there was a little dizzy inside. Taoist Lu Fang sat on the chair and saw Hai Ao and asked him to sit down.

Hai Ao quietly sat on the seat next to Lu Fangdao Ren, his expression still muddy.

Silence spread between the two of them. After a while, Taoist Lu Fang spoke.

"Yang Lin, when he was young, he had some adventures."

Hearing Yang Lin's name, Hai Ao Huan's scattered and unsightly eyes gathered slightly.

"Since he entered the Immortal Sect, he liked to study some strange things, formations and seals. After he brought you back to the sect, he has been studying the seals of your Immortal Sect."

Taoist Lu Fang's voice was gentle and low, and it clearly entered Hai Ao's ears word by word: "He found a way to understand your seal, but now he is dead."
To be continued...