"scold!"

The ten-master of the demon clan had no time to raise his sword and chop Yuan Zun, and was overwhelmed by the crazy sword light. The sword light passed through his body like a stinger. The bright red blood splashed onto Yuan Zun's body, and the snow-white belt was stained with blood and turned red.

Hoho! Boom!

The tenth prince of the demon clan showed unwilling eyes, looked at Yuan Zun, and made a horrible sound in his throat, wanting to say something, but he never had a chance again, and his body fell down resolutely. Seeing the tenth prince of the demon clan completely dead and no longer have a chance, the third generation of disciples called the eldest brother quickly untied Yuan Zun's rope.

"Greetings to Master Yuanzun! The third generation of disciple Xiao He came to rescue him late. Please punish Master Yuanzun!"

Many disciples of Kunlun Shenzong half-kneeled in front of Yuan Zun. The disciple named Xiao He, who was the leader, said to Yuan Zun that when he saw many dead villagers, he also asked Yuan Zun to punish them for coming late.

"You all get up!" Yuan Zun helped Xiao He up, and also asked the disciples to get up, turned around and looked at the fallen villagers, showing sad expressions.

"This has nothing to do with you. I'm afraid that this group of demons came for me, it's my responsibility. I didn't expect that the demons could not hold back. You can go and bury the villagers for a good life!"

Yuan Zun's eyes showed guilt. He didn't want to see all this. He just hoped that the villagers would not blame him when they arrived in the nine lunar calendars.

"You! You...you!"

At this moment, Ling Hao, who was seriously injured, was not dead. He lay in a pool of blood, pointed at Yuan Zun dyingly, and said choked.

"Uncle Ling!"

Hearing the dying voice, Yuan Zun looked at Ling Hao in a blink of an eye. He immediately ran to Ling Hao with three steps and two steps. He dyed his clothes red regardless of the blood, kneeling directly in the blood, picked up Ling Hao, and called Ling Hao in a trembling voice.

"Boy! I can't think of you...! Ahem! Forget it, this is a destined disaster. I can also see Aunt Mei underground. Now I want to ask you one... one... thing! I hope you... you... can agree to me."

Ling Hao lay in Yuan Zun's arms, and the blood from the wound was still flowing. A faint bitter smile appeared on his pale face, and he said intermittently that although all this arose because of Yuan Zun, he did not blame him, but only hoped that Yuan Zun could help him before he died.

"Uncle Ling! Just say it! I will do my best to do it!"

Yuan Zun agreed without thinking. Not to mention his identity, even if he is a civilian, he still has to satisfy Ling Hao's final request. He naturally understands how Ling Hao treats him during this period.

"I have a son named Linglong, and I have already gone to Kunlun... Shenzong participated in the ten-year recruitment of disciples. I just want you... you... after he officially entered Kunlun Shenzong, he could take care of him. This... this is also the last... I can't rest assured,"

Ling Hao became weaker and weaker, and his tone was intermittent. After all, the one he couldn't rest assured was Ling Long. Ling Long was his last trace of blood. Even before he died, he was still worried about Ling Long.

"Uncle Ling, don't worry! I will take good care of him and fulfill your last wish!"

Yuan Zun said affirmatively that although he didn't know what Ling Long looked like in Ling Hao's mouth, he kept this matter firmly in his heart.

"good!"

Hearing Yuan Zun's answer, Ling Hao showed a gratified smile on his pale face, looking at the sky in the distance. With a smile on his face, Ling Hao still swallowed his last breath and lay quietly in Yuan Zun's arms. His eyes were still looking into the distance, and his last smile was also imprinted in Yuan Zun's heart.

Yuan Zun looked at Ling Hao and swallowed his last breath, feeling very desolate, but he still hugged Ling Hao without moving a single point. He also looked at the distant sky with Ling Hao's eyes. He no longer cared about his clothes, and was stained with blood from Ling Hao's body.

In Yuxu City.

Ling Long, Ling Yuyun and others were shuttled between the streets, laughing and joking.

"ah!"

Suddenly, Ling Long stopped, covered his chest and made a low sound. A severe pain in his chest was heard, and the pain was like a knife squeezing him, making him unbearable, just as a knife was cutting his heart, and a look of discomfort appeared on his face.

"Brother! Brother! What's wrong with you?"

Minxi, who was originally laughing, saw Ling Long covering her chest and showing pain, immediately supported Ling Long and asked him anxiously. Minxi was also worried, and others looked at Ling Long.

"Just now! Just now, my heart suddenly hurts, and it feels so uncomfortable like a knife!"

Looking at everyone's worried expression, Ling Long gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain in his heart. When he said that he didn't know what was going on, his chest suddenly started to hurt.

"How come you have angina pectoris! Your body has always been very good, and there is no problem!"

Minxi saw Ling Long's face look ugly, but she didn't know what happened. In her opinion, Ling Long's health has always been very good. She had been injured and healed quickly. Why did she suddenly feel uncomfortable?

"It may be that your old injury has not been healed and left behind sequelae, so your chest will hurt. It will be cured for a few days after your cultivation. Don't think so much!"

Ling Yuyun Jianminxi said that he also explained that it may be the sequelae left by Ling Long's previous injuries, so that he could cultivate well.

"But there is another possibility, that is, the person with the most relative's bloodline will feel angina pectoris when his relative dies. This is a sensation between bloodlines."

At this time, Xiaobai, who was standing behind them, said lightly that the closest relatives are all connected with blood. Once a closest relative dies, the other closest relatives will have more or less a slight sense, which is the blood sense.

"Girl! It shouldn't be! If my brother had angina pectoris because of his close relative's death, why can't I feel it?"

Minxi heard Xiaobai's words and thought for a while, without hesitation, if Ling Long felt heartbroken because of the death of his closest relative, then why didn't she feel anything?

"What the girl said is also a possibility! The sequelae left by the old injury is very likely."

Looking at the conversation between Xiaobai and Minxi, Lan Yun, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke, she knew the true relationship between Ling Long and Minxi, so she naturally wanted to deny Xiaobai's possibility, but she didn't know the true relationship between Xiaobai and Ling Long.

"Yes! It may be caused by an old injury. I'll go back and recuperate for a while. Don't worry too much."

Seeing a few people saying differently, Ling Long also thought it was caused by the old injury and forced a smile. Xiaobai's words almost made him fall into Minxi's question, and Ling Long knew that it was difficult to explain in the face of Minxi's questioning.

As for the camellia village, Yuan Zun was holding Ling Hao in a pool of blood. Before moving for three hours, the villagers' bodies, Xiao He and other disciples had already been buried. They were all burned to death. Everyone stood around Yuan Zun, watching quietly, and did not leave.

"Xiao He!" Yuan Zun, who had been sitting quietly for a long time, hugged Ling Hao, who had no body temperature, and called Xiao He, a disciple of the third generation. When he heard Yuan Zun's voice, Xiao He immediately returned: "Disciple is here!"

"Use ice technique to seal his body up and I want to bring it back to Kunlun."

Yuan Zun, who had been thinking for a long time, decided to seal Ling Hao's body with ice. He wanted to hand it over to Ling Long, whom he had never met before. As for how to deal with Ling Hao's body, Ling Long himself will decide.

"Yes! Immortal Master Yuanzun!"

Xiao He didn't think much about Yuan Zun's words. As a disciple, he didn't dare to think and ask more. Then he used the secret ice technique to completely seal Ling Hao's body. Ling Hao in the ice had nothing left except for his vicissitudes of life.

Yuan Zun walked into Ling Hao's house, searched for a long time, found a half-shaped jade pendant, put it in a brocade bag, and then took Ling Hao, who had been melted by ice, and a group of disciples to turn back to the Kunlun Divine Sect.

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