Chapter 1367: Fear

"Brother, outside, outside..."

Xian'er frowned and pointed out of the valley, looking a little anxious. Xiao Chen gently stroked her cheek and said softly, "Xian'er, don't be afraid.

At this time, Taoist Qingdeng swept away the dust and flew outside. The spiritual energy of the Immortal Valley has dispersed, attracting people, which is normal.

Xian'er slowly calmed down, and then she saw that the immortal demon mark was no longer on Xiao Chen's eyebrows.

This Immortal Demonic Seal will not appear at any time. It will only appear when Xiao Chen is extremely active, or when he deliberately displays it.

Now, his body has been re-condensed after the catastrophe, and it is no longer the mortal body it was before, and is already close to the immortal body of gods and demons.

"Brother, are you okay..."

Xian'er frowned slightly and opened her big, watery eyes. Every time she thought about the scene she saw that day, she still felt scared.

"Of course." Xiao Chen gently held her hand and walked to the clear spring on the other side of the Flower Valley. "Xian'er, let's go there."

"oh oh……"

Xian'er turned back and glanced in the direction of the valley mouth, thinking that the man wanted to harm her and her brother before, but now for some reason, she seemed to be afraid of her brother again...

But my brother is obviously still the same brother who hasn’t changed...

With her little head, she probably couldn't figure it out for a while, so she muttered, "Are there many people who are afraid of my brother..."

Xiao Chen stopped, squatted down, gently smoothed the hair on her cheek, and said, "They just... don't dare to face the fear in their hearts.

"Um……"

Xian'er thought for a long time and didn't understand the meaning of this sentence. She mumbled and asked, "Brother, are you also afraid of something..."

"Is it something to be afraid of..."

Xiao Chen took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and looked at the pale sky in the distance. What he was most afraid of... What was he most afraid of? Was it Wei Young's death, but he couldn't do anything about it...

"Chen'er... take action... kill my master..."

Suddenly, a strange picture appeared in his mind. It seemed illusory, but also real. Xiao Chen's whole body suddenly became cold, as if he had fallen into an icy cold pool. A chill spread all over his body in an instant. .

"Brother, brother...what's wrong with you?"

It wasn't until a long time ago that Xian'er came to him and waved her hand in front of his eyes that he slowly came back to his senses... Why did he see this terrible scene again?

That was the illusion he saw a long, long time ago, when he, Luo Die, and the people in the Tomb of Gods and Demons were trapped in the Tomb of Gods and Demons and strayed into the realm of the Twelve-Fingered Heart Demon.

In the illusion, his hands were covered with blood, exactly like a dream he had when he was a child. His hands were covered with blood. It turned out that it was his master's blood. Why...why did he see himself killing his master?

Every time he woke up from that nightmare, he was always confused. It turned out that what he was most afraid of was not Weiyang's death, but...him killing the master with his own hands.

Why...are there such strange dreams?

"Brother, brother...what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that he was in a daze again, Xian'er frowned. After a while, he smiled and said, "Brother, don't be afraid! Anyway, Xian'er will always be by his side. When Xian'er grows up, he will protect him in the future." Brother, by then, no one can hurt me..."

"Silly Fairy."

Xiao Chen gently stroked her face, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. When he first met this girl, he just thought that the girl was transformed into the essence of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and he would be able to save Wei Young with her spiritual power, but Now……

Over the past few days, he seemed to have developed a subtle feeling for this girl without knowing it. Of course, this feeling was not between a man and a woman, but a very pure feeling that he regarded her as a sister.

only……

There is only one spiritual power. If one of her and Weiyang wakes up in the end, the other will have to fall asleep. At that time, what will he choose?

"Brother, don't be unhappy, Xian'er will always be with you..."

Seeing that he still didn't speak, Xian'er gently stood on tiptoes, held him up with both hands, and rested her head on his chest. Her little cheeks were rosy, her eyes were watery, and she looked extremely cute.

…

Besides, Taoist Qing Deng went to the mouth of the valley and happened to meet the two cultivators who had found this place. They were also old men with white hair and beards. One was wearing purple clothes and the other was wearing Qing Yi. Their Taoist practices were also very high, but compared to Qing Deng Taoist priests. The Taoist is still a little behind, and only has the cultivation level of the six realms.

When they saw Taoist Qingdeng coming out, the two people were slightly surprised. Taoist Qingdeng didn't recognize them, but they recognized Taoist Qingdeng. After all, the latter had already reached the seventh realm.

"Qing...Senior Qingdeng."

The two of them froze on the spot. They came here happily, thinking that they had found some good treasure this time and could go back and talk to their two uncles. Unexpectedly, Taoist Qingdeng was one step ahead of them and was already here. .

"Um."

At this time, Taoist Qingdeng had a cold face. He looked at the two of them, then looked outside. Finally, he turned back, his eyes fell on the two of them, and said calmly, "What are you doing here?"

"senior……"

When the two people were talking, they did not forget to look into the valley. They had already felt that the spiritual energy here was abundant. The purple-clothed Taoist on the left said, "Inside this valley..."

Before he could continue, Taoist Qingdeng interrupted him coldly, "There is nothing in the valley. You two, leave quickly."

"This..."

The two looked at each other. How could they believe that there was nothing in the valley? If there was nothing, how could there be such a strong spiritual energy?

"Hmm?"

Seeing that the two of them were still standing there, Taoist Qingdeng's eyes immediately showed two cold rays, and his voice suddenly became much lower, "What? You don't believe what I said..."

When he spoke, a stream of true energy had condensed in his palm, and the whisk in his hand moved without wind. The two people immediately fell into a cold pond. After feeling the murderous aura rising from each other, they dared not say anything more. They bowed their hands and walked out quickly, and soon disappeared.

The surrounding area slowly returned to calm. Taoist Qingdeng stared at the place where the two disappeared, and a look of worry slowly appeared on his face. At this time, he suddenly sensed two breaths coming towards this side at a high speed, which made him frown even more.

After a while, the two people who had gone before returned. In addition to the two people, there were two more people. The two extra people seemed to have higher cultivation and more arrogant expressions.

"Is this the person?"

The two newcomers landed at the entrance of the valley. Looking at the two people, they were tall and straight, and they looked like middle-aged men, but their age was obviously older than the two old men.

The one who had just spoken was a middle-aged man in a red robe. He walked slowly towards this side, his eyes fell on Taoist Qingdeng, and he said lightly, "I was wondering who it was. It turned out to be Senior Qingdeng."

The two old men were still trembling at this time, but since the two uncles had come, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward.

Another middle-aged man in white said, "Senior Qingdeng, the four of us will speak frankly. This fairy valley has extraordinary spiritual energy. Senior has been here for a long time. There is no reason to stop the four of us from entering the temple?"

The two men seemed to have not yet reached the seventh realm. If so, they must have powerful magic weapons in their hands, otherwise they would never dare to act rashly in front of a seventh realm cultivator.

The Taoist Qingdeng's eyes turned cold, and at this moment, there was really a murderous aura coming out. He said coldly, "Since you want to die, then I will grant your wish."