The whole room was so quiet. The eyes of Dajiao Xuanyuan and Jing Qian stopped on Zhi Yang. Regarding Luo Yuan, Jing Qian had already tried his best. His body was too damaged, his spiritual power was weak, and his original body had been pulled out.

Half of it, if it were placed on an ordinary immortal, 80% of his life would be lost.

Zhiyang didn't have any mood swings. He just stood there with his eyes locked on Luo Yuan. In Zhiyang's eyes, there were only him and Luo Yuan at this moment, looking at each other quietly, and he just stood there with a smile.

There, just like in the past, I would stand in the peach forest and watch myself dance.

She couldn't accept the fact that Luoyuan fell into a deep sleep, but Zhiyang knew in her heart that this should be the best answer.

"It's better to fall into a deep sleep than to actually go..."

Zhiyang turned around and looked at Jing Qian. She seemed to have walked out. Although there was a drop of unshed tears, there were stars in her eyes, and her whole body seemed to have returned to its former beauty.

"You all go back first, I will guard him here tonight."

Jingqian and Dajiao Xuanyuan were so worried about her, and Zhiyang felt mixed emotions. After all, once some things are decided, there is no time to look back.

Looking at the smile on Zhiyang's fair face, Jing Qian had an indescribable feeling. Her whole heart seemed to be caught in someone's hands, and she felt a little heartache while she was being held in and out of her hands.

"Azhi..."

"You guys go and have a rest. I'll watch over him tonight, don't worry."

Zhiyang smiled again, took Jingqian's hand, and walked her to the door. Zhiyang didn't know how long she could last like this, so she pushed Jingqian and two people out of the house, not letting others see her lonely side.

Tears were always swirling in Zhiyang's eyes. She closed the door and leaned against the door. Something seemed to be quietly bursting in her heart. Tears flowed down slowly. Zhiyang covered her mouth to prevent herself from making any sound.

She has never been a person willing to cry, but today her tears seemed to be uncontrollable, falling continuously like water in the mountains.

Luo Yuan was still so motionless on the couch. Quietly, Zhi Yang seemed to have made up his mind. He stood up and walked to Luo Yuan step by step.

"Speaking of it, it seems that fate has played a joke between you and me. You obviously killed me, but you still tried your best to save me. Why bother?"

Zhiyang smiled faintly. There were countless emotions hidden in this smile. The look in her eyes suddenly disappeared, and then her eyes turned and gradually turned calm.

"Are you tired after so many years? Do you want to take this opportunity to rest?" Zhiyang said lightly, "But I don't want to give you a chance to rest."

After saying that, Zhiyang waved his hand, and a touch of divine power wrapped himself and Luo Yuan in it, isolating everything around him. He raised his hand and left a spiritual thought on Luo Yuan's forehead. With a twist of his wrist, a dagger suddenly appeared.

In Zhiyang's palm.

Zhiyang's eyes moved, staring at Luoyuan on the couch, and said calmly: "It is said that the heart blood of the nine-tailed fox can nourish all things. I wonder if my blood can nourish your original body..."

Before she finished speaking, the dagger in her hand was inserted into Zhiyang's chest. Zhiyang's pupils shrank suddenly. In an instant, all the strength in her body was taken away, and her heart was stabbed hard. She could hardly lift her body, and her eyesight blurred.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth.

Looking at the blood she spurted out and feeling the pain from her heart, she sneered lightly.

It turns out that this is what heartache feels like...

Zhiyang leaned against the couch and gasped. She looked up at Luo Yuan. Her eyes were a little blurry and she couldn't see his face clearly. "A Yuan..." She said slowly, "Just hold on a little longer."

Immediately, Zhiyang felt cruel and inserted the dagger into her heart another two inches. She gritted her teeth and watched the blood slowly flow out along the grooves on the dagger.

"It's done..."

A faint smile appeared on Zhiyang's pale face, she took the medicine bowl on the side and slowly poured blood into the bowl drop by drop.

After a whole bowl of hard work, Zhiyang managed to hold on like this. From beginning to end, she remained silent. Her clothes were already wet with sweat, and she did not move at all.

The dagger inserted in his heart suddenly disappeared, and his whole body felt as if he had lost all strength in an instant, breathing heavily. After a while, Zhiyang hunched over, holding on to the couch beside him, and slowly stood up.

The blood stains on the ground had already turned black and green. Zhiyang sat next to Luo Yuan, reluctantly lifted his body up, leaned against her, and fed the bowl of blood into Luo Yuan's mouth bit by bit.

After this bowl of blood went away, Luo Yuan's face gradually regained its expression, and his complexion seemed to have improved. Seeing this scene, Zhi Yang's eyes also regained some life.

Sure enough, the nine-tailed fox's blood is really capable of transforming human flesh and bones into life and death. Now for Luo Yuan, this should be the best medicinal material.

Carefully placing Luoyuan on the couch, Zhiyang waved his hand, and the original divine power disappeared instantly. The dried blood stains remaining on the ground were also cleaned up. The whole room returned to the same as before, and there was no trace of it.

A little clue.

At this moment, Zhiyang's face was pale, and the large beads of sweat on her forehead and the blood on her heart were undoubtedly reminding her of what had just happened.

There was another sharp pain in her heart. Zhiyang covered the wound on her heart and lay aside in pain.

Spitting out another mouthful of blood, Zhiyang fell to his knees directly, shivering uncontrollably, cold sweat dripping down one by one, and his whole body was soaked, as if he had been fished out of a lake.

Gradually, her vision began to blur, she could not make any sound, and she gradually fell into coma...

The first sunshine of Qingqiu rises in the distant mountains, and yesterday’s stars have long disappeared.

There was silence in the house, and the sunlight fell on Zhiyang's face through the window, waking up Zhiyang who had been in a coma all night.

At this moment, Zhiyang slowly got up and accidentally touched the wound on his chest. Zhiyang frowned and couldn't help but let out a cry.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the bloody white clothes on his body were instantly replaced by a red one, and his loose hair was tied up high and hung down naturally.

Different from the elegant fairies of the past, today's outfit has a bit more of the majesty and majesty of a queen.

When she came to Luo Yuan's side, she gently placed her hand on his pulse. As usual, Zhi Yang sighed softly, tucked the corner of his quilt for him, and turned around to go out.

As soon as he opened the door, he was greeted by Dajiao Xuanyuan and Jing Qian. They didn't know how long they stood at the door. Zhiyang was slightly startled, and then smiled lightly and said: "Today, he will be taken care of by you. Qingqiu still has some

thing"

Zhiyang's face turned slightly pale, but Jingqian and the others just thought it was because of fatigue. Although they saw it in their eyes, they did not say anything out loud.

"Don't worry during the day. If anything happens to Qingqiu, just let me know. After all, I'm still here."

Dajiao Xuanyuan sighed softly. Now in Qingqiu, he couldn't help much, and he felt a little disappointed from time to time.

There are not many things in Qingqiu. In normal days, Zhiyang can be busy alone, but it is different now. Not only must we strengthen the layout of the borders, but we must also be wary of the monsters in Jiuzhongtian and Hades. These things are also Only Zhiyang supported him.

"Okay, if someone really needs your help, I won't be polite."

Zhiyang smiled slightly, with a pretty face raised, without any worries.

In the Nine Heavens, all the immortals have been busy with Zhiyang's affairs for several days.

The devil who had been dead for hundreds of years suddenly resurrected. This was something that had never happened before in the world. Moreover, Zhiyang was so bold that he went straight to the ninth heaven and killed countless heavenly soldiers and generals and a copying immortal. , he even destroyed the Tianmen before leaving. This group of old gods known for their reputation in Jiuchongtian couldn't swallow their anger, so they all gathered in the main hall to discuss how to kill Zhiyang.

"Tianjun, we can't keep this witch here. If she dares to mess around in the ninth heaven now, she might become the lord of all the world in the future!"

"Xiaoxian reconsiders! Such witches can never stay in the Three Realms!"

Everyone discussed it for several days, but they only came up with the news of killing Zhiyang, and then nothing happened.

For a while, Tianjun had a headache even when he was sitting in the upper position. If he wanted to kill Zhiyang, everyone knew it, but who would he send to this huge Nine Heavens?

"Fellow immortals, it is certainly a good idea to kill Zhiyang, but I would like to ask you, which immortal family is willing to fight on my behalf?"

As soon as these words fell, the originally bustling hall suddenly became so quiet. Everyone in the hall looked at each other, but no one dared to stand up and answer Tianjun's question at this moment.

Everyone has seen Zhiyang's strength. When she was only nine-tailed, Emperor Luoyuan risked his life to kill her. But now, Zhiyang has recovered ten-tails, and her strength cannot be underestimated, and Emperor Luoyuan is trapped In the Tianlao, he was taken away by Zhiyang with injuries all over his body. It was impossible to kill Zhiyang. No one in the Nine Heavens Palace was a fool, and no one was willing to die alone. Therefore, no one was willing to invite himself to Qingdao. Qiu and Zhiyang fight to the death.

Looking at the silent immortals in the palace, Tianjun was filled with anger at this moment. The three realms he was in charge of were now shockingly unavailable.

It is really ridiculous to say that just one Zhiyang can actually make the three realms unable to do anything!

"Will the immortals from my ninth heaven speak to me in the future?" Tianjun said in a calm voice. The immortals in the hall who bowed their heads were unable to do anything.

"Your Majesty, why don't we go and invite Lingbao Tianzun? After all, the devil was once a disciple of Tianzun, so we can't ignore anything he says."

Finally, after a long silence, a voice finally sounded.

It might be a good idea to go to Tianzun Lingbao, but Tianzun did not agree immediately. After a moment of silence with a frown, he directly asked all the ministers in the palace to leave without leaving any one behind.

"Going to find a big Buddha and suppress another Buddha is really a stupid idea that can't be killed anymore."

After everyone left, a woman's voice emerged from the hall.

Ying Su, dressed in a purple and black robe, slowly walked out from behind Tianjun, with a faint smile on her lips, looking at the immortals who were leaving.

"What, what can you do?" Tianjun still asked Ying Su with calm eyes.
Chapter completed!