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Wang Yi didn't know how long he had been running, and he didn't stop until the screams of the third senior brother and sister disappeared, with a little dazed and frightened on his face.

"Second Senior Brother." A deep voice rang out all around.

Falling in Wang Yi's ears was simply a talisman, he fell back a little embarrassed, and grabbed the lighting bead tightly in his hand, "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

The familiar and unfamiliar face in his memory, faintly revealing a deep outline, slowly approached him.

The cold sweat on Wang Yi's head flowed down in strands, he swallowed his saliva, and crawled backwards, his chest was full of fear and panic, and he begged bitterly, "Little junior brother, the second senior brother didn't save you back then, it was the idea of the senior brother and your third senior sister, and it has nothing to do with the second senior brother." ”

Yan Rong's dark gaze fell on his face, and he couldn't make any waves on his face, and then walked straight towards the other party.

Wang Yi's eyes trembled slightly, and the next moment he suddenly attacked Yan Rong.

The magic weapon in his hand didn't touch the other party at all, and it was flown out by the earthquake far away, Wang Yi fell to the ground again, and looked at the face in front of him in the dim firelight with a shocked face, "You killed the senior brother and the third senior sister?" Master will definitely not let you go. ”

Yan Rong raised his eyes slightly, and said in a calm tone, "There is only one of my masters. ”

Wang Yi shouted as he retreated, "In the secret realm, disciples of the same sect are not allowed to kill each other, otherwise you will not only be expelled from the sect and the Qiyang Sect, but my master will also make you pay the price, not to mention that you are a real person in plain clothes, even the head of the sect will not be able to protect you!" ”

Yan Rong turned his face slightly, and his eyes fell on the other party's face, "Second Senior Brother, it's your turn." ”

Wang Yi finally understood why the senior brother and the third senior sister let out such a terrible scream that was worse than death, this banquet was really vicious, and it was all about cutting people alive, not only that, but even the cultivation on the body was all abolished, and he could only resist this long Ling Chi like a mortal.

"Feast. . . Appearance.. Someday.. I'm going to..."

Yan Rong lowered his eyes and looked at the person who was lying on the ground and couldn't tell what it looked like, and said in a light tone, "Second Senior Brother, since I dare to kill you and Senior Brother, I am ten percent sure." ”

The flesh-and-blood blurred eyes trembled slightly, and then Wang Yi heard the other party say, "Your soul, I will take care of it, and let you gather with that Yuan Ling when the time comes." ”

He couldn't have imagined that the benevolent little junior brother in the past had now become a person even more cruel than Demon Cultivator.

Wang Yi now only hates why he didn't eradicate future troubles forever and eradicate the roots.

It's useless to regret it, the current Ling Chi is just Er'er, when his soul is tortured day and night, that is the most painful thing to live.

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Holding the master in his arms and leaving from the exit, Yanrong crossed the magma, and when the sky was revealed in his eyes again, he raised his eyes, and then went all the way in the direction of north and south.

A clean animal skin was laid in the cave, and the woman in his arms was put down, and the other party's eyes were closed, and the clear face was faintly pale.

Yan Rong lowered his eyes, reached out to hold the other party's hand, put it on his face, and muttered, "Master's hand is so cold." ”

Then he pursed his lips and said, "It would be nice if the disciple had a fire spirit root on his body." ”

He hugged the woman tightly into his arms and said in a low voice, "I have no choice but to make this decision, and I hope that the master will not blame the apprentice." ”