Wen Yi didn't dare to be arrogant at this time, and respectfully saluted the surroundings: "I'm thankful for your masters."

Zhao Zihan was very satisfied with Wen Yi's actions, but she didn't expect that Wen Yi could hear three different voices in her mind, and she said the same sentence: "No need to be too polite. Once you are sure that you are the successor of your senior, we should all be respectful to you."

It was a kind of ethereal sound, a sound that was irresistible, as if it was sent to you in your heart.

Is these the "big immortals"? Such thoughts passed through Wen Yi's mind.

One of the "big immortals" said to Wen Yi: "Please prepare for fellow Taoists, and we will leave it here for us. We will ensure that this son is safe within two hours."

At the same time, another 'big immortal' exclaimed and said, "Everyone, this guy is not simple. I'm afraid he has a bigger background."

The conversation between the great immortals was not concealed at all.

"Big Black Snake, this kid has the smell of your clan, so pure that I want to worship."

"I'm afraid, this kid is also the successor selected by the seniors in the upper realm! Everyone, I hope to try my best to protect him."

"no problem!"

"Four hours!!"

"It's not bad."

Wen Yi heard this conversation and looked up at the empty warehouse roof and shouted: "Can the masters wake him up? It doesn't take a lot, just a few words."

The great immortals were silent for a while before saying, "You must know that the time for him to say a few words may be reduced from four hours to three hours."

"I need to know something...please." Wen Yi's eyes were firm, and she did not feel a loss because she reduced the amount of time.

"Okay, let's try to make him awake for a little longer."

"Thank you." Wen Yi said.

Yang Guang was floating at the height of Wen Yi's chest. Wen Yi gently stretched out her hand, stroked Yang Guang's cold cheeks, waiting for perhaps the last conversation.

Perhaps, this is selfishness. Wen Yi doesn't want her and Yang Guang to not even say a word before she dies. She knows too much about what she has done. Her soul is connected. When she dies, she will really have nothing. Unless Yang Guang can truly turn back and spend decades to slowly separate the souls of the two people.

But...will fate really give them the opportunity? Wen Yi dared not to block it. There is too much separation from life and death. Perhaps, this is also love? Who knows...is it?

Zhao Zihan looked at Wen Yi's "Mumble to herself" in confusion, and then she saw a sudden aperture above Yang Guang's forehead, just like the aperture representing the angel's head in the comic. Immediately afterwards, the aperture emitted a faint soft light, slowly sinking like fog, slowly, but it was absolutely incredible that the blackness of the body began to fade away. In just a few breaths, Yang Guang became like a normal person, and even the white fog produced when breathing began to appear near his nostrils.

"Can the master save him?" Zhao Zihan excitedly grabbed Wen Yi's arm.

Wen Yi shook her head: "I can only let him restore the time to say a few words."

Zhao Zihan said angrily: "What's the use? Are you trying to murder him?"

Wen Yi suddenly turned her head and stared at Zhao Zihan and asked, "Do you like Yang Guang?"

"How is that possible?" Zhao Zihan said immediately: "I don't like this. I have someone I like."

Wen Yi smiled, her eyes shining like crescent moons: "He is mine, you are not allowed to like it."

"..." Zhao Zihan let go of Wen Yi's hand, took a step back, and said, "I won't compete with you."

"I believe in you." Wen Yi calmed down and looked back at Yang Guang and replied.

(It will take some time for Yang Guang to recover, and the fat man will still express Yang Guang in a third person.)

"Has I been killed?" Yang Guang thought of this problem when he had his own thoughts. The deadly arrow light rushed towards him with terrifying lethal power. There is no reason not to die, right?

However, his heavy eyelids passed through the faint red light, making him feel that he was not dead yet. He tried hard to open his eyes and saw Wen Yi. His heart sank. If the people who are most sorry for in his life are arranged, Wen Yi will definitely be in the top three in his heart.

"I'm sorry, I've worried you." Yang Guang said.

"fine."

"It seems that I missed something, is it all over?" Yang Guang wanted to twist his head and look around, and found that he seemed to be fixed. Looking at the roof with a very high distance above his head, it was probably not a hospital. "What is this place?"

Wen Yi did not answer his question, but instead lowered her head and kissed Yang Guang's lips, then... took a bite hard, until she felt the smell of blood in the corner of her mouth, then she let go of her lips and said, "This is the punishment for the down payment. Now listen to me, and then you answer my question in the fastest way."

Yang Guang's brain turned sharply, but the pain proved that he was still alive. He couldn't help but nodded to show that he understood.

Wen Yi said: "Ye Yi and the others can't contact you. Do you know why? Zi Han's masters can't contact Ye Yi and the others either."

"When is it now? How long has it been since I killed that iron corpse?"

Wen Yi shook her head, while Zhao Zihan said, "It's less than six hours."

"Is that true? It seems that my condition is in a bad state." Yang Guang said a little lonely.

"Yes, it's very bad, it's Zihan's masters who use special methods to temporarily restore your consciousness and answer the question quickly." Wen Yi saw that the aperture on Yang Bald's head trembled for a moment, and there were signs of instability.

Yang Guang said: "They should be here in about a day, if they don't have any problems."

Wen Yi wanted to ask, but suddenly the voice of Master Zi Han appeared in her mind: "Ask him what does it have to do with my Snake Immortal lineage?"

"Do you know the snake fairy?" Wen Yi asked.

"If I could still survive, I would have a chance to see one." At this time, Yang Guang knew that he would not say it, and he would never have the chance to say it in his life: "There was a snake fairy who asked me to break through the barriers of the world and refuge this year on March 3rd this year to return to the world. Originally, there was a piece of scale in my amulet, but later it was used up to repair the "Shocking Drum".

Hearing such words, Wen Yi seemed even more excited when she heard the "big immortals", and suddenly shouted: "Everyone, use all your strength to protect this kid."

"Okay!" Several voices responded at the same time, and it seemed that more than three great immortals from the family appeared here.

Wen Yi asked, "How do you do what you have someone to prepare?"

Yang Guang said: "I have prepared a lot of glutinous rice, lotus leaves, cinnabar, and dog blood. These are all things that are full of yang energy and have medicinal effects. They are ground into powder in a ratio of 1 to 1, soaked in water and distributed to infected people as much as possible to drink. It has a certain delaying effect. Ye Yi and Mr. Taiyi speculated that as long as the origin of the dragon evil in Changbai Mountain is solved, these infected people will recover."

"And what? What's the rest?"

"The rest is useless, but you can leave it to Mr. or Ye Yi to use it. They are all for exorcism, unless I can recover and use my mana. Wen Yi, I have a strange feeling, have you done something to me?"

"No, don't think about it."

"Is this safe here? I didn't say that with Zi Han's masters here, the safety must be guaranteed. What else is there?" Yang Guang smiled and wanted to reach out to touch his lover's cheek, but he felt like he was a vegetable and could not move anything.

"Don't worry, you will be fine in a few hours." Wen Yi said with a smile, but there was still blood stains stained with biting Yang Guang's lips on the corner of her mouth.

"Quickly ask, the light of the spirit-driven immortal is going to be exhausted." A certain 'big immortal' reminded Wen Yi.

Wen Yi shook her head, looked at Yang Guang's eyes gently, and said gently with unprecedented tenderness: "I will not leave you. I will never."

Yang Guang pulled a little bit and smiled and said, "I believe that if I can't achieve the same fate as life and death, at least I'll have a wonderful life. Do you still remember our passbook password? I really can't stand our birthdays. You can share the money with my mother, and the rest..."

"Don't say it!" Wen Yi reached out to cover Yang Guang's mouth and shouted: "You must be fine! Believe me! I won't let you die. Even if I violate the oath, I won't let you die in front of me. Promise me, promise me!!"

"..." Yang Guang blinked his eyes and felt a wave of fatigue hitting him. He knew that the time for awakening was about to end.

He whispered twice, and used his eyes to make Wen Yi let go of her hand, and said softly: "I believe in you because I love you."

Guanghua dissipated, and Wenyi said, "I love you too." But she didn't know if Yang Guang, who had closed his eyes, heard it.

The next moment, the black air gradually climbed up Yang Guang's cheek, and Yang Guang's breath disappeared again, as if he had never woken up.

Wen Yi looked up and shouted, "Masters, who do you know the oldest way of sacrificial sacrifice, teach me!"

The voice of a certain immortal was scattered and dissatisfied, and seemed to disagree. Wen Yi's mind was heard: "Fellow Taoist thought deeply, I remember that I once heard a sentence before I transformed. I wonder who has heard the same one?"

"What?"

"The blood sacrifice opens, the heaven and earth change, and from then on there will be no gods in the world."

One sentence, like thunder, silence all the "big immortals" in silence. This sentence is not only heard. It is so thunderous in the "big immortals" community in the north, and it is truly passed down from generation to generation.

"I want to withdraw. This is a big bet. We can't afford to lose. Who passed this sentence in your heart? He will not be aimless, nor will he let our ancestors live in seclusion in the north so long ago, so that we did not completely disappear in this world like the Hu tribe that split out. Try not to go south and not forget his horror." The voice trembled a little, as if he had seen a horror scene.

"Hmph! There is no conclusion on whether the one that was separated will die or live, but if we don't find a way now, how can we explain to them if this kid dies?"

"Yes, if the prophecy is really accurate and inevitable, it is also a fate. Think about how long it took for me to never go to a shelter again, think about our deterioration over the years. If you don't fight, the world will sooner or later abandon us."

"Yes, yes, thousands of years ago, we could fly directly into the shelter without transforming, and look at us now."

"Fight once, this is an opportunity! As long as there is a senior who can come down and tell us why, we don't need to suffer in this turbid world. I choose to fight once!"

"Old fox, what do you think?"
Chapter completed!