Chapter 392

Although Yang Fei's [Flora Transformation Escape] was amazing, he was seriously injured, so it was inevitable that he would leave some traces. Coupled with his blood qi, Shi Xuan and Xiao Wen followed the clues and chased all the way. However, the two of them did not blindly chase after him. They still divided their attention to be on guard. After all, Yang Fei's cultivation and strength were far superior to theirs. If they were attacked by him, they might lose their lives.

In the Chi Clan Village.

Yan Yilou looked at Da Qian apologetically, "Junior Sister Da Qian, I know you are innocent, but this is a critical moment. I dare not release you on my own. Please forgive me."

Da Qian sighed, "My sister did such a thing. It's good enough that Martial Uncle Xiao didn't kill me on the spot. How could he blame you, Senior Brother?"

Seeing that Da Qian was so understanding, Yan Yilou said seriously, "The innocent will know their innocence. In the future, the sect will definitely give Junior Sister Da Qian justice." After saying that, he helped Da Qian to sit in front of the small bamboo house so that no one could enter and disturb Xu Yu's recovery.

Seeing this, Chi Yao looked at Zhang Qi's corpse and sighed as well. She walked towards the ancestral hall. Since Granduncle had not said that the danger was over, she could not let them out.

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In the primeval forest.

Yang Fei leaned against a big tree. He had taken a bunch of medicinal pills, but the blood on his chest could not be stopped. His simple and elegant Taoist robe had turned blood red. There was a hole the size of a head there, and his internal organs and meridians were seriously injured by the sword qi on the white brilliance.

Da Fang anxiously helped to treat the wound, but her tears could not stop flowing. It was the first time she had seen such a serious injury.

Looking at Da Fang's tearful face, Yang Fei sighed, "Ah, I have implicated you, Fang 'er."

Da Fang almost cried out, but her hands did not stop at all. She stopped all the bleeding and said, "Yang Lang, why do you say that? I am willing. Even if I die here, I have no complaints."

Yang Fei looked at her attentively, "I promised you that I would take you to all the worlds and enjoy all kinds of freedom. From then on, I will only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals. Unfortunately, I have to go back on my words now. "

Da Fang was in a trance when she heard this, as if she had returned to the past.

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On that scarlet sunset evening, he was being chased by an iron-horned rhinoceros, desperately running for his life. When he could smell the stench of the iron-horned rhinoceros, when he was at his most desperate, scared, and scared, a red light flashed by and he was lying in an incomparably warm embrace.

As the light flashed, he looked up and saw a calm and handsome young man. When he saw his panicked expression, he gave him a warm and comforting smile. That smile was engraved in his mind, and he would never forget it for a moment.

It was not until the young man placed her in front of her door that she recovered from the confusion. She could not find him again.

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He almost forgot to kowtow during the induction ceremony because he saw the familiar figure standing among the elders of the sect. Looking at his pitch-black eyes, he suddenly felt a kind of fate, as if his entire mind was sucked into his eyes.

He was the one who showed her a gentle smile and woke her up from her daze, so that she wouldn't embarrass herself during the induction ceremony.

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Therefore, every time he preached, she would always be the first to stand up and ask questions. Although she understood the questions, she just wanted him to look at her and talk to her.

After a bit of contact, the two of them finally got to know each other. She finally asked him if he still remembered the little girl from the Foxman Race that he saved. He smiled and said, "I recognized you a long time ago."

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When she fell into his embrace, he stretched out his hand and stopped in the air for a long time. Then he sighed deeply and his hand landed on her hair. He gently stroked it, "Fang 'er, ah, Fang' er."

At that time, she was so happy that she almost went crazy. Her tail swayed uncontrollably. She felt that her life was already the happiest.

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He looked at her in front of the dressing table from high up. He walked over and combed her hair, drew her eyebrows and dressed her.

Bit by bit, he doted on her, making her feel like she was living in a real paradise. She was so happy every moment and felt so warm.

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He loved to watch her dance the Foxman Race's Shouqiu Dance. Every time, he would watch it so attentively and with great interest. He would often hug her and say, "Fang 'er, I won't get tired of watching you dance for a lifetime."

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She could still remember when the two of them went on separate journeys. In the end, they quietly met up and traveled thousands of mountains and tens of thousands of rivers, experiencing all kinds of amorous feelings. He affectionately said to her, "As soon as I achieve Jindan, I will immediately marry you." That was also the deepest dream in her heart.

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Under the sky full of stars, he sat there with a dispirited expression. He looked at her and muttered, "Fang 'er, is it really impossible for me to achieve Jindan?"

"Yang Lang, you have great ambitions and refused to use medicinal pills to advance. Right now, you are only temporarily troubled. You will definitely make a breakthrough." She didn't hide her confidence in him.

He was so moved that he hugged her tightly, "I will. When the time comes, I will bring you to all the great worlds and enjoy all kinds of freedom. We will live and die together."

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His words were still ringing in her ears, but he was already lying there on the verge of death. Da Fang cried bitterly, "You can't die. We agreed to live and die together. If you die, I won't live alone."

Yang Fei's eyes flickered and he said with a smile, "Can you dance the Shouqiu Dance again for me to see?"

Da Fang couldn't refuse such a request. She resisted the pain in her heart and stood up. She took a few steps back and began to dance.

She danced gracefully and the corner of her skirt swayed. The originally beautiful dance was even more sorrowful and touching when Da Fang danced it. She was like a green lotus coming out of the water, untainted by a speck of dust.

In the last few circular steps, Dafang had just turned her back to Yang Fei when she suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from her back. She subconsciously wanted to use her Life Immortal Artifact, but when she turned her head, she saw Yang Fei on her back. His expression was so ferocious, so unwilling. His entire body was emitting a demonic bloody light, as if he wanted to merge with himself. Dafang was stunned.

The calm and handsome young man with a warm and comforting smile and pitch-black eyes. He was the same as when he was combing his hair, when he was drawing his eyebrows, and when he was dressing her.

"I recognized you a long time ago."

"Fang 'er, ah, Fang' er."

"Fang 'er, I won't get tired of watching you dance for a lifetime."

"Once I achieve the Gold Elixir, I'll marry you immediately."

"I will. When the time comes, I'll take you to all the Boundless Realms and enjoy all kinds of freedom. We'll live and die together."

All kinds of scenes flashed in Da Fang's mind. She sighed and stopped struggling, letting Yang Fei devour her. Her expression was abnormally calm as she continued to dance the Shouqiu Dance. She was graceful and graceful, like a swimming dragon.

Before her consciousness disappeared, the last thought that flashed in Da Fang's mind was, "So this is Yang Lang's method of healing. No wonder he could recover so quickly from the injuries he suffered during the fight with Martial Uncle Xu."

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When Shi Xuan and Xiao Wen arrived, they just happened to see the bloody shadow that Yang Fei had transformed into devouring Da Fang. Xiao Wen turned pale with fright. "How is this possible? When did he become a member of the Blood Demon Sect?! "

In the communication of spiritual awareness, Shi Xuan sighed. "No wonder he could recover so quickly before. Brother Xiao, please hold back Red Cloud Sword. Shi Xuan will deal with him. We can't let him recover. "From the speed of Yang Fei's devouring, it could be seen that his Blood Demon Sect method was only ordinary. After all, he could still use the green Vital Qi earlier, which meant that he was only using it as a secret technique and not as a fundamental cultivation method. However, the method of the Blood Demon Sect always got deeper and deeper. Not only did it affect one's mind, but it was also inevitable that one's entire Vital Qi would be transformed into Blood River Vital Qi in the future.

Xiao Wen immediately released the green medicinal hoe and attacked Yang Fei. At this critical moment, Yang Fei could only barely command Red Cloud Sword to defend himself. Just now, Shi Xuan's method of transforming all things into chaos was still fresh in his memory. However, he didn't know that Shi Xuan didn't even have the strength to attack now. This was because Shi Xuan had used it twice before, and with the Vital Qi consumed at the beginning, he couldn't use it a third time.

Shi Xuan held the Yin and Yang Dual Qi Bottle in his hand, but he didn't use it immediately. Instead, he used the Wanxiang Shadowless Sword, which turned into a clear light and slashed at Yang Fei. Yang Fei relied on the power of Red Cloud Sword. Shi Xuan's flying sword and Xiao Wen's medicinal hoe didn't dare to fight him head-on, so it was more than enough for him to defend.

If he used True Fire and Gengjin Sword Qi, he would have to get within five feet. However, the power of Red Cloud Sword was extraordinary. Shi Xuan was afraid that he wouldn't be able to block a single blow if he got close, so he had another idea.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Fei had already devoured Dafang. Although his injuries had only recovered by 10%, it was enough to kill the two people in front of him and escape. He was wearing a blood-red robe and whistled proudly. Suddenly, he heard a shout from the opposite side, "Yang Fei!"

"Oh, you want to die … Ah, ah, ah," Yang Fei replied proudly. He was going to say that if he wanted to die, he could come over, but he didn't know that something strange happened. As soon as he spoke, his body flew up involuntarily and was thrown into the mouth of the white jade bottle that was surrounded by black and white Qi. He used all his strength, but he couldn't break free. He could only watch himself fall into the bottle.

As soon as Shi Xuan saw Yang Fei being sucked into the Yin and Yang Dual Qi Bottle, he immediately launched the restriction in the bottle with all his strength. The Red Cloud Sword outside was isolated from the inside and suddenly stood in the air.

However, Yang Fei's strength was so strong that even if he only had 10% of his strength left, it still gave Shi Xuan a headache. The Yin and Yang Dual Qi Bottle kept shaking in his palm, as if Yang Fei would break free in the next moment.

Shi Xuan gritted his teeth and used the Suiyu Tactics. Although the Suiyu Tactics only improved his strength and had nothing to do with the celestial device, the Yin and Yang Dual Qi Bottle was his natal celestial device. His strength had increased by 50%, so the power of the Yin and Yang Dual Qi Bottle naturally increased accordingly.

The Yin and Yang Dual Qi Bottle shone brightly. After a few breaths, it calmed down, and Yang Fei inside had turned into dirty blood.

However, there was a sudden change. The Yin and Yang Dual Qi Bottle shook slightly. Shi Xuan felt that a thing with not strong strength but much higher realm suddenly appeared inside and flew out of the bottle with unstoppable momentum.

He saw a bloody figure thrown into the sky at a very fast speed and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. However, that figure was not Yang Fei, but a bald old man.