Chapter 2150: After Falling Asleep

Soul Emperor?

Are you calling him? No, it shouldn't be.

It should only be the Evil Emperor who felt the remaining breath of the Divine Sword on his body.

As for the old guy?

Can an ancient existence such as the Evil Emperor, whose body is full of endless ancient aura, be called an old guy?

Who will it be?

In the last second before fainting, Xiao Yi had some doubts in his heart.

However, before he could think about it, his consciousness was completely lost.

But he is not worried, the evil emperor has retreated, and the space crack in the evil domain has disappeared.

His flame formation will also collapse as he loses his control.

Everything ends here.

Xiao Yi's cold face finally loosened slightly at this moment, revealing a slight smile.

Below, there was only an exclamation.

"Boy Xiao Yi."

"Xiao Xun boy."

"Boy Yi Xiao."

"Brother Xiao Yi."

"Junior Brother Xiao Yi."

"..."

With exclamations, one after another figure appeared worried.

However, only eight old people, the fastest, rose from the sky in an instant.

"Go away."

"It's you who should get away."

"Let go of the old man."

"..."

The eight old people flew towards Xiao Yi in unison, and almost at the same time, they came to Xiao Yi's body that was unable to fall and had already lost consciousness.

Eight people,

At the same time, he took over Xiao Yi, but at the same time he glared at each other and shouted angrily.

pop... pop... pop... pop...

The eight palms clashed with each other in an instant.

"This..." Below, a strong person looked at the high-altitude competition with a strange face.

A strong man with a tongue-smacking look on his face, but no one dared to say a word.

"Young Master..." Below, Wei Yiyi looked worried and looked at the sky nervously.

She knew that her son must be seriously injured at this moment.

At this moment, Sky Splitting Sword Ji waved her sleeves and looked at Changtian Wine Demon, "Hey, kid, help me protect this little girl first."

While speaking, Sword Splitting Heaven looked at Wuxinjuzhu and others again, "The same goes for you guys."

"I think you have a good relationship with Xiao Yi kid."

"Boy?" Changtian Wine Demon was stunned for a while, then nodded subconsciously, "Uh... ok."

Whoosh...a figure in white suddenly rose from the sky.

"Get out of the way." Before anyone arrived, with a loud shout, a sword roar shot out into the sky.

Under the soaring sword cry, there was an extremely cold sword energy, which was extremely powerful.

I'm afraid, even the old-fashioned powerhouse can't take this sword.

However, in front of these eight old men, this sword energy was almost nothing.

"Humph."

With just an old cold snort, the sword energy instantly dissipated, and it disintegrated silently and without warning, as if it had never appeared.

"Ice Saint's successor?" Apart from the main hall master of Shura and the main hall master of Fengsha, the other six old people all frowned and glanced at Jian Ji.

Then, his face was light again, and he ignored it.

"Hey, a bunch of old people, still don't let go?" Senior Jian Ji scolded, looking at Xiao Yi, who was competing with the eight people.

The face of the master of the main hall of Tianji turned cold, "When is it your turn to talk more here, a little girl?"

"But you want the old man to slam you down?"

On the side, the main hall master of Shura sneered, "You give it a try."

"This little girl is one of the elders in the family that Xiao Yi respects most."

"She hurts half of her hair. When Xiao Yi wakes up, with this boy's stubbornness, let's see how he cares about you."

"This..." The face of the master of the main hall of Tianji twitched.

But he has no doubts about the words of the main hall master of Shura, and he also knows the temperament of his successor Xiao Xun.

On the side, the main hall master of the Hunting Demon, the general hall master of the Yan Palace, and the general hall master of Yaozun all frowned and looked at Senior Jian Ji.

"Half a year ago, kid Yi Xiao made a riot in the Tianzang Academy because of you, and turned the world upside down?"

Senior Jianji didn't answer, only had a cold face, "Hmph, let me go."

"This is the successor of my Heaven Splitting Sword Sect."

The words fell, and Senior Sword Ji raised both hands.

That slender hand forcibly shook open eight old palms and took Xiao Yi, who had already fainted.

Eight people pouted, but didn't care.

"This stinky girl." The master of the main hall of Tianji said angrily.

Senior Luo's face is domineering, his eyes are indifferent, but his face is only twitching.

They also remembered that when Elder Shengyue intended to kill this woman, Xiao Yi said the cold words in Xiao Yi's mouth that she wanted the entire Holy Moon Sect to be buried with her.

Below, one after another horrified eyes, and one after another silhouette looked sideways.

"This woman is so courageous, how dare she snatch someone from the hands of the eight chief hall masters?"

In this world, if you can dismiss the eight chief hall masters with just a few words, I am afraid that this is the only one.

One after another, horrified eyes looked at the figure in white.

And the figure in white, with the saintess, holding the kendo monster in his hand, floated away.

...

Inside a quaint boudoir.

On a soft raised bed.

Xiao Yi slowly woke up from the fainting.

"Uh." Xiao Yi snorted, his face a little pale.

Slowly opened some heavy eyelids, slightly bitter.

As soon as he moved a little, he was already in severe pain.

When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was Yiyi who was sitting on the bed.

Not far away, on the table beside the bed, there was a woman in white slumbering with one hand on her cheek. It was Senior Jian Ji.

"Son."

Almost as soon as Xiao Yi opened his eyes, Yiyi at the corner of the bed reacted instantly.

Obviously, during the time Xiao Yi was in a coma, Yiyi had been waiting and didn't sleep for a moment.

And the woman who was dozing at the desk also opened her eyes, glanced at Xiao Yi, and then at Yiyi, "Girl, I told you earlier, this pervert can't die."

"He always likes to joke about his own life, but he doesn't listen, and he scolds for nothing."

"You don't have to worry about him."

"Yiyi." After Xiao Yi opened his eyes, his eyes were almost completely fixed on the beautiful woman in front of him.

Xiao Yi endured the severe pain and forcibly struggled to sit up.

Only then did I realize that I was wearing a white gauze all over my body.

"Young Master, you are still injured, just lie down." Yiyi eagerly supported Xiao Yi.

Senior Jian Ji got up and walked over, scolding with a smile, "You kid, you just woke up and cared about the beauty, not even caring about the injury?"

"Oh, I'm fine." Xiao Yi shrugged and smiled.

However, after shrugging his shoulders, he took another breath.

The wound on the shoulder, under the white gauze, seemed to have split open.

"You're still trying to be brave." Senior Jian Ji glared at him, walked to the corner of the bed, sat down, and took Xiao Yi's arm.

After a while, he nodded.

"Well, the injuries have stabilized, but there are a lot of traumas all over the body, and they still need to be cultivated."

"You boy, do you know how serious your injury is?"

"The injuries all over the body, eight sword marks, 12 dagger marks, and palm prints with a sunken chest.

"The internal organs, limbs and bones are more than half damaged, more than 50% are damaged, and there are many broken places."

"It's fortunate that the old man in Yaozun Hall is an alchemist with extraordinary skills, otherwise you may not be able to wake up now."

"Is this serious?" Xiao Yi smiled and asked, "How long have I been in a coma?"

"It's been seven days and seven nights." Yiyi replied.

Second more.

The third update, let's put it in the early morning. It's too late to go home tonight, beyond my previous estimate. I didn't have time to finish the two shifts, sorry.