Then, Xiao Wen's second half of his life would not have to be so painful.
Without Che Yue and Ting Qingyu, he can live freely.
But unexpectedly, when he was done, the evil magic went out of control and the sword was broken, which meant that he failed to control Xiao Wen!
Once this kind of control magic fails, it will harm the person being manipulated. It was naturally set like this when Xiao Ting was studying it at the time. At that time, no matter which disciple he casts a magic spell to complete the task, if the magic spell fails, he will be injured.
All will be that disciple.
At the beginning, Xiao Ting was still hesitant, but he was convinced of his own strength, but in front of him, he really failed![
"Xiao Wen!" Xiao Ting shouted, and stood up quickly. As soon as he opened the Valley of Resurrection, he heard a click, and the nine major doors opened one after another, and Xiao Ting rushed out like a gust of wind!
What if he is seriously injured?
Why does it fail? Sometimes the person being manipulated is too strong-willed, but didn’t he take the kind of medicine that can make people lose their memory?
Or... that kind of love is so unforgettable. Even if Xiao Wen takes that kind of medicine, can he still remember it?
Xiao Ting was anxious and angry. The disciples guarding the entrance of the valley looked at the young master who was almost crazy in shock. When they came to their senses, the young master had already disappeared from their eyes.
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"Xiao Wen's pulse... seems to be getting weaker and weaker!" Che Yue's deep voice sounded. He himself was a little dizzy and weak, almost wanting to take a nap.
But is Xiao Wen now, or Xiao Wen after he wakes up?
The kindness of saving him many times made him unable to help but persevere, and he had to be rescued no matter what, even though the swords were facing each other just now.
"Che'er, what's wrong with you!?"
A burst of rapid footsteps came. Cheyue and Ting Qingyu both raised their heads and looked behind them in surprise. They saw Zhongshou, Ye Qitian and others coming together, but there seemed to be fewer people...
Ye Qitian was covered in blood, and his arms and thighs were also scarred and bleeding. His face was pale. It seemed that they had just experienced a battle.
Of the five disciples brought, only two followed. The other three may be...