A moment ago, when Yang Shixuan was silently reciting the sword formula in his heart.
Bai Zhu looked out of the window and was surprised to see that the sky suddenly dimmed.
A majestic sword mountain of unknown length rose from the sea of blue clouds, like flying stone peaks, and suddenly descended from the top of Fenyin City.
But in an instant, as soon as they met face to face, the giant living corpse with invincible physique remained silent and shattered into a bloody mist.
boom!
Boom boom!!
A strong impact spread from the point where Jianshan fell, and buildings like building blocks randomly built by children were violently toppled.
Atractylodes root took root immediately, and its feet were firmly attached to the ground like vines, but they were scraped away along with the ground.
"Dry!"
The sacrificial wine man made a killing move and didn't care whether there were any strangers nearby.
Baizhu suddenly turned around in mid-air, causing Qianjin to fall down, but before he could completely stabilize himself, he was about to be thrown away by the violent impact again.
When he curled up into a ball and put all his limbs in, he just wanted not to be hit too hard.
A small hand grabbed him from below.
Xie Fanjing held him with one hand, and punched flatly with the other. The wind of the fist created a raging sonic boom, which violently collided with the impact force of the circle.
Like a fish swimming over the waves,
With a flat jab, the raging air circle was penetrated.
After everything subsided, Baizhu's ears were buzzing, like a swarm of bees buzzing everywhere.
In front of him was a bottomless pit. A middle-aged man with a miserable face was kneeling on the ground. From a distance, he could see that face as dark as the bottom of a pot.
"Walk!"
Bai Shu greeted Xie Fanjing and ran over happily.
"oh."
Xie Fanjing also opened his legs and started running with Baizhu.
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"Who are you?"
Yang Shixuan, who was lying on Bai Zhu's back, raised his head drowsily. He wanted to look at the young man's face clearly, but no matter how hard he tried, his vision was blurry.
Deep in the center of his eyebrows, the golden little figure was gradually fading into gray together with his body.
The crying around me seemed far away from me, only intermittently, as if separated by a thick layer of water.
Can't die...
Yang Shixuan used all his strength to look back at the woman.
Even now...she still hasn't turned around to look at herself.
The woman held the boy in tears, her eyes swollen like peaches. Yang Shixuan sighed slowly, with a bitter smile on his lips.
How ironic...
Baizhu, who was making plans in his mind, was suddenly startled when someone separated his hand from his back.
He turned his head in shock, and Yang Shixuan, who was originally dying, actually jumped off his back.
The man in Confucian shirt looked miserable, his face was pale, the blood hole on his neck had disappeared without a trace, and the new skin was as smooth as a baby's.
The man looked at the dying boy with dark eyes.
"Thank you very much."
Sensing Bai Zhu's gaze, he gently cupped his hands.
Ignoring the stunned Baizhu and Xie Fanjing beside him, Yang Shixuan covered his chest, coughed twice, and walked towards the woman.
"Let me do it."
He walked closer and said to the woman.
The crying suddenly stopped, and the beautiful woman raised her tear-stained face with an angry expression.
"If it weren't for you!"
She staggered to her feet and slapped the man wildly.
"Why don't you block for him?! Why?!"
Snap!
Yang Shixuan's face turned slightly, and with a crisp sound, the air became silent for a short time.
"He is King Kong after all..."
Yang Shixuan passed the woman.
With every step he took, his figure grew thinner. By the time he walked in front of the boy, he was already emaciated, looking like a mummy.
"I'm just Yang Fu."
He turned his face away, and the deeply sunken cheeks made the man's eyes stand out.
Yang Shixuan smiled at the woman and put his hand on his chest.
A sky-blue heart with a hint of red inside slowly floated out from his chest.
The inexplicable fragrance floated out from Dan Xin, and Baizhu's eyes went straight. The inexplicable fragrance made him almost unable to control himself, and he wanted to snatch it away.
Within the body, the fire dragon traveling through the meridians kept rolling.
His remaining sanity forced him to suppress the strange impulse that he didn't know where it came from.
As the heart of the heart slowly sank into the dying boy's body, the blackened face suddenly turned red and white. After a long time, the boy who was originally angry suddenly straightened up from Yang Shixuan's arms. He coughed loudly and spit out black puffs.
fog.
"Okay, let's rest for a few more days."
The trembling Yang Shixuan, who seemed to have aged in an instant, slowly handed the boy out who had fallen asleep again.
He couldn't help but bend over and cough. His bamboo-like back bent deeply, as if it could be cut off by raising his hand.
The hungry man smiled softly:
"Just rest for a few days and you'll be fine."
The woman looked at him in surprise, surprised and happy, and hurriedly snatched the boy from his hands, tears streaming down her face again.
Yang Shixuan watched silently. He was taller than the woman. Just like many years ago, he could kiss a woman's forehead just by bending down.
But he just watched silently, just like he did many years ago.
"Talk?"
He said to Bai Shu.
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"I can give you the Sword Scripture."
At a corner, before all the Bai Shu Qi came over, Yang Shixuan suddenly spoke.
Opening lightning strike…
"but……"
"I will take good care of your ladyship!" Baizhu patted his chest and looked calmly, "Sir, please feel free to go and leave it to me!"
He looked solemnly at Yang Shixuan, raised his chin solemnly, and nodded.
"lady?"
Yang Shixuan pondered these two words in his mouth for a long time, then laughed dumbly.
The skinny man shook his head, and a low laughter spread from his throat covered only by a thin layer of skin.
The scene in front of him was horrifying, and even Baizhu was chilled.
"Not only her, but also the child and me." Yang Shixuan said, "Place my body properly so that it won't be destroyed by rats and ants. I will pass on half of it to you first. When I come back to life, I will pass on the remaining half to you."
If you can still survive...
Yang Shixuan sighed inwardly and looked at Bai Shu:
"Miss Xie is a Yang Fu. As long as you don't provoke the King Kong in the city, you should be fine." He looked deeply at Bai Shu and said, "With my reputation, I won't trick you. When you wake up, the second half of the sword art will be fine."
I will offer it with both hands."
"Sir, have you seen Xie Fanjing?"
"It's just a few times." Yang Shixuan shook his head, "She seems to obey your words. It's better to look for her than you."
"Just a reminder, being too close to people from aristocratic families is never a good thing."
"Those who use sex to serve others will love you when their beauty fades, love Chi when their love fades, and love Chi when they love Chi."
"What's more." Yang Shixuan frowned deeply, "She's still a little too young..."
What???
"Okay." Without waiting for Baizhu's reaction, Yang Shixuan said directly, "If you have anything else to say, please ask now."
"Sir, do you have any ideas?"
Bai Shu couldn't bear to be surprised and asked quickly:
"I practice the "Red Dragon Heart Sutra", but unfortunately I only have a simplified version of the Fetal Breathing Realm. Sir, do you have a method for practicing it?"
"The Red Dragon Heart Sutra?"
Yang Shixuan was stunned when he heard this, and then a sneer appeared on his lips.
