Yun Ziyue pulled Xing Yan and ran wildly in the forest. There was faint sound of chasing behind her, and they were getting closer and closer.
Yun Ziyue's heart had already risen to her throat. If this action failed, she was afraid that she would never have the chance to take him out of here.
Compared with Yun Ziyue's expression of urgency, Xing Yan's expression was indifferent, but his eyes followed Yun Ziyue's figure closely, with a hint of worry in his eyes that was only for her.
If he couldn't escape from those people's clutches, then he would risk his life to let her leave safely.
"Hmph, let's see where you are running away!" Chiyue Zhenren's red robes were flying, his steps were almost like flying in the air, and he was in front of Yun Ziyue and the others in an instant.
Chiyue Zhenren has great attainments in alchemy, so his cultivation level is not very high, but his early stage cultivation level of Jindan is more than enough to deal with Yun Ziyue and the others.
Master Chiyue was greatly shocked that someone dared to take away Xing Yan, and he was filled with overwhelming anger.
If this person really takes the "Yao Yin" away, the efforts and strategies of these people for more than ten years will be in vain.
If that were the case, with his mediocre talent, I'm afraid his cultivation would stop here in this life.
No, he would never allow this to happen.
Chiyue Zhenren gathered strength in his palms, his charming facial features showed a sinister look, his lips were tightly pursed, and he approached the two of them step by step with full of evil aura.
As he raised his feet, Master Chiyue flicked his sleeves, and a burst of red spiritual energy formed a fierce wind and struck the two of them as fast as lightning.
Yun Yiyue and Xing Yan reacted very quickly. They dodged and stepped back together, but they were still unable to avoid being swept to the ground by the strong impact.
After one strike, Chiyue Zhenren did not stop, and followed closely with the next palm, leaving almost no chance for the two of them to react.
Yun Ziyue clenched her teeth, and while welcoming the blow, she threw out the two talismans in her hand.
Unfortunately, before the talisman came close, Master Chi Yue waved his sleeves, and the talisman turned into powder in mid-air and drifted away in the wind.
Yun Xianyue covered her chest and coughed, a few strands of blood spilled from her lips and teeth. Real Chiyue stared at her mockingly, twitching the corners of her lips and said with a smile: "I thought someone with such great ability dared to break in here to save her.
Man. Now it seems that you are just playing tricks. I don’t know how those idiots got into your trap and gave you a chance to escape. However, you can only run here. Next, I will first
I want to kill you, and then take him back and torture him. But don’t worry, he will have a long life in the future and he will never die."
Master Chiyue's words were a threat. Yun Ziyue glared at him angrily, lowered her head and thought about what to do next.
She is no match for Master Chi Yue in terms of strength. Fortunately, only Master Chi Yue is chasing after her now. If the time is right...
Not to mention putting it into action, before Yun Ziyue could finish thinking about this idea in her mind, Chi Yue, the real person, had already approached Yun Ziyue and pinched her neck hard with his slender fingers.
"Go to hell!" Chiyue Zhenren put his hands hard and showed an evil and sycophantic smile to Yun Ziyue. The look in his raised eyes was almost pathologically vicious and cheerful.
"Let her go, or I'll kill myself."
Xing Yan's cold voice sounded from one side. Master Chiyue looked over with disdain, frowned for a moment, and lowered his voice: "Are you threatening me?"
"That's right." Xing Yan was confident. He knew that his life was much more valuable than gold in the eyes of these people.
"Oh, you threaten me with your life, do you really dare to die?"
"You can give it a try." Xing Yan thrust the tip of the knife against his chest hard, and immediately the bright red blood soaked into his thin clothes and spread around the tip of the knife.
This knife was a special knife used by the medicine boys to cut his flesh and draw blood. The blade was long and slender, and the blade was so sharp that you could almost see blood when it touched the skin.
"let her go."
Master Chi Yue remained unmoved, but his hand on Yun Ziyue's neck did not exert any more force.
Yun Ziyue just breathed half-suspended, looking at the blood on Xing Yan's chest, shaking her head at him with sad eyes.
"I don't have that much patience. If you still don't let me go, just wait and collect the body for me." Xing Yan pressed, the tip of the knife that pierced his chest pressed down again, and now the blood on his chest began to smear in large areas,
The heavy flow of blood made his clothes wet.
"You..." Chiyue Zhenren looked at the blood on his chest, and his eyes began to turn red with anger.
This blood was supposed to be sent to his alchemy furnace, which could produce at least three blood elixirs and increase his cultivation level by at least three years, but now it was wasted.
Chi Yue's face was ugly, but Xing Yan's face was even uglier. The sharp knife inserted in his chest made his pale face start to turn gray. If the knife in his hand stabbed down even more, he would really
He was about to die.
After weighing it again and again, Chiyue Zhenren reluctantly loosened his fingers around Yun Xianyue's neck, threw Yun Xianyue aside on the ground in disgust, and said coldly: "Get out..."
Yun Xianyue climbed up with difficulty and stepped back step by step. Master Chiyue only glanced at her and said to Xing Yan: "I have let her go, you can almost do it."
Xing Yan's knuckles holding the handle of the knife turned blue. Under the gaze of Master Chiyue, the tip of the knife in his hand seemed to be pulling out.
Yun Ziyue took advantage of Chiyue's unpreparedness and threw out two talismans in her hand. Chiyue was immediately frozen in place.
Seeing that Master Chi Yue could no longer move, Yun Ziyue rushed to Xing Yan's side, held down his hand that wanted to draw the sword, and said in a trembling voice: "No, don't draw the sword rashly... Let's go, I'll take you out of here first."
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"Leave me alone, just leave." Xing Yan smiled lightly at her. It was obvious that he was in great pain, but his expression was exceptionally relaxed.
"I am very satisfied to be able to come here, see the morning sunshine, and breathe the fresh air in the forest." Xing Yan raised his head slightly, and the light passing through the forest hit his face, making him filled with tears.
The lifeless face glowed with a different kind of brilliance, and the heart-wrenching smile became bright, warm and dazzling.
"Stop talking, I will help you walk slowly." Yun Xianyue stepped forward, put his arm that was not holding the knife on his shoulder, and wrapped one hand around his slim waist, "No need to persuade.
Me, if you don't leave, I will die here with you."
Helpless, Xing Yan had no choice but to follow her footsteps and walk deeper into the forest little by little under her tough attitude.
His gaze stayed on the side of her face, and his eyes were surprisingly gentle, like the soft rippling microwaves under the scorching sun that could melt ice.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, a shallow concave slope appeared in the forest. Yun Ziyue asked him to sit down carefully on the ground, took a fire stick from his arms, and lit the bunched up dead leaves.
