Chang Xi's face was covered in blood and he felt like his arms were about to break. He looked up at the place where the man in the cloak had just now, and there was no one there.

The man in the cloak would never have imagined that the attack that could kill a cultivator in the Golden Dan realm would be destroyed by Chang Xi with the power of a magic weapon.

Several sounds of breaking through the air approaching in the night, and several figures were tying up the sky with various spiritual weapons under their feet, looking solemnly at the mess in the Lin Mansion's courtyard. Among them, the highest cultivation level was the middle-aged man who radiated the aura of the ordinary foundation building realm among the few.

This person is the lord of Qingyang City, Zhai An.

Just now, Zhai An saw clearly the sharp ghost fire of the man in the cloak. He asked himself that if it were him, he would have to use all his trump cards to resist the attack. Zhai An and the others fell from the air. Seeing Chang Xi standing up staggeringly in front of him, they were inevitably shocked. They were not dead like this? Although he had never seen Chang Xi before, Zhai An was very sure that this young man with a complete cultivation level in Qi Refining Realm must be the Qingyun Mountain disciple that Senior Brother Pan mentioned earlier.

"Chang Xi? What did you give birth to? What happened?"

Xin Wu, Xiao Yuer and others came to Chang Xi anxiously. Xin Wu was about to hold Chang Xi's arm, but she saw that Chang Xi barely stood up straight and walked towards Xin Tong with a stuttering feeling like she had never seen before on her face.

The sound of uniform heavy armor shaking in his ears came, and several teams of patrol soldiers from the city rushed into the Lin Mansion. A man wearing a delicate chain armor in front of the team took a step forward and saw Chang Xi staggering in the ruined Lin Mansion courtyard. He had no good feelings for the Lin family, let alone his own adults were here. He twisted his head and signaled his subordinates to take this person down.

"Slow down." Zhai An waved his right hand suddenly and said in a deep voice.

"Sir?" Xiong Hu paused when he heard the sound, signaling the soldiers behind him to stay calm. He was puzzled. Why did the adults who had been dissatisfied with the Lin family stop at this time, and not mention the elites in the city lord's mansion who were rushing to the Lin Mansion. You should know that the worshipers in the city lord's mansion who were rarely seen in the city lord's mansion were following the adult at this time. Do you still have to be afraid of a mere Lin family?

The staggering figure of Chang Xi was reflected in Zhai An's eyes, his face was unprecedentedly solemn, and the words of Senior Brother Pan before leaving echoed in his ears.

Xin Tong's face was flushed like fire, and her breathing and pulse were almost weak enough to detect. Accompanied by the unconscious trembling of her delicate body, the black lines on her exposed arms wandered like a living thing.

Tears simmered into mist on Xin Tong's red cheeks, and Chang Xi hugged Xin Tong in his arms. Even when he fell down the cliff and was crushed to pieces, he was already full of tears. Chang Xi had experienced a familiar scene in front of him three years ago. That time he lost his parents, and now the tragedy has happened again.

The figure who followed him playfully and expressed his feelings in Kuixing Pavilion in my memory is now in danger of his life in his arms, and Chang Xi is so heartbroken that he is almost suffocated.

"The weak can't protect anything."

Tears blurred the vision, Chang Xi looked at his hands, his face full of misery.

Suddenly, Chang Xi suddenly remembered that he had been seriously injured in the trial of Kuixing Pavilion. It was Senior Sister Li of Qifengfeng who cured him. Even the dying self could be rescued, so could Xin Tong do it!

With hope in his heart, Chang Xi hurriedly wiped away his tears, picked up Xin Tong and put her on his back. Just as he was about to leave, he found that the Lin Mansion was already crowded with people.

Chang Xi knew that the soldiers surrounding him were all under the jurisdiction of the City Lord's Mansion, and the tears on his face were no longer there. Chang Xi's eyes were cold, and he could find Zhai An, who had obvious voice in the crowd.

"You want to stop me?"

"Rareless! The child of Huangkou dared to talk to adults like this!" The man from Xionghu pointed at Chang Xi and shouted loudly, but did not show that the immortal cultivators, including Zhai An, who is the city lord, all had their faces ashen and did not speak for a long time.

The swaying fire light of the torch in the soldier's hand could not illuminate the darkness on Chang Xi's face. Chang Xi moved Xin Tong's body on his back to the right, and slowly drew the sword with his left hand. The cold sound of the sword cutting through the scabbard echoed in everyone's heart, as if a sharp sword pierced his heart. When the young man drew out the sword, an amazing murderous intent came towards him like a storm. Among the soldiers surrounding Chang Xi, there were those who were not brave enough to feel that they fainted on the ground when they saw the darkness in front of them. The bear tiger man who had just pointed at Chang Xi was so scared that he fell backwards and fell to the ground by the sudden terrifying murderous intent, with a look of frightening look on his face. Even Zhai An, who had seen strong winds and waves, suddenly felt a terrifying corner of his eyes.

"Those who block me will die."

The sword-holding boy, covered in blood, was carrying a girl with unknown life and death. He blocked all the pressure for the girl behind him with one sword, without any fear.

The boy's cold voice was like a sharp sword cutting through his heart, and everyone was frightened.

Zhai An's eyes flashed, and the clenched fists in his sleeves were loosened and clenched. He repeated several times and finally completely loosened, and turned to the side.

The sound of the sword returning to the sheath sounded, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Many of them even felt an illusion of being a human being out of thin air from the bottom of their hearts.

"Thank you."

Chang Xi said to Zhai An with a expressionless face, then turned around and looked at Xin Wu with apologies. The spiritual power under his feet flashed, and he immediately jumped into the air and rushed towards Qingyun Mountain.

"Sir... just let him go?" The man Xionghu got up from the ground and asked Zhai An with lingering fear.

Zhai An closed his eyes and said coldly: "From today on the post of the commander of your city lord's mansion, the world is so big, go wherever you should." He swung his sleeves and turned around and left with several entourages, leaving only the commander of the city lord's mansion who was full of shock and had not yet come back to his senses.

Every immortal cultivator follows the way of heaven and has more or less his own spiritual awareness in the dark. Zhai An, who has the cultivation of pseudo-golden elixir, is naturally no exception.

He saw that after he refused, the mountain of corpses and seas of blood were like the Lin Mansion in the purgatory of the earth.

Including him.

...

The journey of returning thousands of miles has become so far away at this moment.

With a person carrying him and having just been severely injured, the scene of Chang Xi flying backward gradually appeared in the scene of Chang Xi's eyes flying backwards. Chang Xi shook his head hard and kept awake. He was anxious and raised his feet again, turning into a dark shadow that was hard to see in the naked eye in the forest.

I don’t know how long I had been walking through the darkness, but the forest gradually became brighter. Chang Xi opened his blood-filled eyes and saw a familiar cliff in the mist. A hint of joy surged in his eyes. He poured his legs straight up to the cliff, and pulled down the nameplate at the place where the formation was in memory. The nameplate struck through the air, touched the edge of the formation, stirring up circles of ripples, and immediately showed the complete appearance of the teleportation formation.

Chang Xi stepped in and the scenery beside him changed.

"Yeah, isn't this Chang Xi? You...what is wrong with you?!"

Today, Beibai was on duty to guard the teleportation array. When Chang Xi's figure flashed out from the teleportation array, he couldn't help but make a joke. But when he saw Chang Xi's dry blood and Xin Tong who was motionless on his back, he knew that something was wrong.

Chang Xi vaguely saw Beibai's figure and said hoarsely: "Senior Brother Beibai, help me contact Senior Sister Li of Qifengfeng, and said that a disciple of Tianxiufeng was seriously injured and was in danger!" Before he finished speaking, Chang Xi jumped over the stunned disciples guarding the formation with Xin Tong on his back and ran towards Qifengfeng.

Beibai did not reach out to stop him. He looked at Chang Xi who was gradually distant and took out a jade slip for the message, with a serious expression.

There are hundreds of miles from the foot of Tianxiu Peak to Qifeng Peak. The black figure who seemed to be running tirelessly was attracted by countless disciples. Many patrol disciples were following Chang Xi, trying to find out.

In Qifeng Peak, Li Ruyan led people to wait at the foot of the mountain. After a while, he saw a figure in black clothes coming here in the distance.

When Chang Xi approached the foot of Qifengfeng Mountain, Senior Sister Li and other female disciples couldn't help but cover their mouths. Chang Xi, dressed in black, was covered in dry blood marks. When he got closer, he could even see that Chang Xi's legs were trembling due to spasms. But even in such a tragic situation, the woman carrying her back still did not shake at all.

Chang Xi relaxed his arms that had not moved for several hours, hugged Xin Tong in front of his chest, knelt with his knees, raised his head, and moved all the female disciples present!
Chapter completed!