Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 462: Fate
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Lin Yi dragged the flying sword in the air, and a deep bitterness arose in his heart. Just now, he fought hard and repelled the enemy, but he was already exhausted. Now facing so many people chasing and blocking him, thinking about escaping is just a foolish dream! Black Mountain Sect, Xuantian Sect, treat me, Lin Yi, very well! And, there is also the person who attacked me, who is in the early stage of foundation building with the cultivation of the middle stage of Jindan...
When he was angry, Lin Yi only felt a trance in front of his eyes. This is a sign of exhaustion!
Everything today seems familiar! On the top of the immortal, in the dream of the thirteen-year-old boy, he was flying in the sky, and countless people were chasing him from behind. Is this the situation today...? Could it be that everything in my life, Lin Yi, is a destined cause and effect... and today's disaster is also due to fate? Humph! I don't believe it. I have survived many life and death experiences. I, Lin Yi, still managed to survive...
At this moment, a sword rainbow emerged from the crowd and headed straight for Lin Yi in front of him——
Realizing the murderous intent behind him, Lin Yi forced his spiritual power to spread the dragon armor on his body in an instant. Only the sword wound on his back could not block it. As a last resort, he bit his tongue, and the Xuantian Shield almost penetrated his body, and the incoming flying sword arrived.
With a muffled sound of "boom——", the Xuantian Shield was shattered. After Lin Yi spit out a mouthful of hot blood, he fell headfirst into the air like a bird with broken wings.
"Haha! You can't escape from my palm!" The person who attacked was the one who had attacked before, and he had already swooped over like an eagle. At this moment, a white figure suddenly flew from not far away. It was Lan Qi'er who rushed over desperately.
The dragon-head hairpin was made of the essence and blood of the two people, and there was a trace of soul connection between them. In this big world, the only person who can find Lin Yi is Lan Qi'er. This is a secret between her and him, and no one will know it. But when she accidentally touched the hairpin, she clearly felt that Lin Yi was not far away, and his life was hanging by a thread.
Lan Qier could no longer care about many things. When she rushed over, she happened to meet Lin Yi falling from the sky. This time, I must catch you! I'm coming--
In a daze, Lin Yi only felt that the world was far away from him, and only a dark abyss was rushing towards him. Just when he was about to be swallowed by the endless night, a pair of soft and powerful hands reached out... He felt relieved for no reason and fainted.
Catching Lin Yi and holding him tightly in her arms, Lan Qier felt a little relieved, but she could not hide the grief in her expression. How long have we been apart! The young man who was careless about everything, always smiled mischievously, and made people disgusted but had to pay attention to him, turned around and became the person in front of him with a face as white as gold paper, covered in blood, and unconscious. You can't come to Guiling Valley! How did you appear here?
"Put that man down!" A shout came, Lan Qi'er gathered her thoughts and turned to look. A cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core was driving a flying sword and was about to snatch someone away. She raised her eyebrows and scolded in a delicate voice: "Why do you want to hurt Lin Yi!"
"Haha! I am Gong Yemo of the Black Mountain Sect. If you know what's good for you, hand him over quickly and don't force me to do it!" The man smiled innocently, but murderous intent surged around him. Before Lan Qi'er could speak, five sword rainbows suddenly came from far to near, especially the four sword rainbows in front, which were amazing. In an instant, she and Lin Yi were surrounded.
Then it was Xian Feng who rushed over and said proudly: "Lin Yi has been captured by my Xuantian Sect. No one is allowed to interfere!" He turned and said with a smile: "Junior sister, you have worked hard!" Just looking at the boy being held in the arms of the beauty, the corners of his eyes twitched.
Looking at the four Xuantian Sect cultivators in front of him, Lan Qi'er seemed to understand everything. Four mid-stage Jindan masters have been secretly following behind her. Everything is just like this! She sighed sadly and fell to the ground without caring.
Gongye Mo, who claimed to be from the Black Mountain Sect, gritted his teeth in hatred, but could only sneer and turned away helplessly. The many cultivators who came around, seeing the four masters of Xuantian Sect here, also dodged around.
Lan Qi'er had already fallen to the ground, still holding Lin Yi tightly. She took out the elixir for him to take, and urged his spiritual power to help him heal his wounds.
"Lan Qi'er, hand over Lin Yi quickly and take him back to the mountain gate!" The four Jindan cultivators and Xian Feng formed a circle, clearly afraid that someone would escape again.
Lan Qi'er gently raised her head and looked around. Then, a trace of mockery appeared on her delicate face, and she said, "Lin Yi is not much different from a dead man, where can he escape?"
"Angel, the sect has an order, do you dare to disobey?" The four Jindan cultivators were unmoved, but stepped closer. Xian Feng on the side hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, four uncles!" He turned to Lan Qi'er and advised, "Junior sister! Don't be stubborn! Hand that kid to me to take care of!"
With a cold face, Lan Qi'er ignored Xian Feng, and said to the four elders of the sect, "The sect has an order, Lan Qi'er dare not disobey!" At this point, she looked down at the person in her arms and said coldly, "Now that things have come to this, I will take Lin Yi to Xuantian Sect with the elders, and I will personally hand him over to the head of the sect! And Lin Yi is injured, I will take care of him and heal his injuries, and others are not allowed to ask."
"Lan Qi'er, don't be presumptuous!" an elder shouted.
Lan Qier grabbed Lin Yi's pulse as if by accident and said softly: "It's not that I, Lan Qier, am presumptuous! It's that Lin Yi risked his life to save me several times! As a cultivator, I should be grateful! In this time of crisis, it is my duty to protect him all the way and help him heal his wounds! What's more, the head master had told me before I came here, and my master had promised again and again, and the person they want will be brought back to Xuantian Sect soon, I have something to say to him!"
Lan Qier's behavior was a little abnormal. As long as she wanted, she could kill the seriously injured Lin Yi with a spit of spiritual power.
Rumor has it that this man and woman have a deep friendship, but the truth is, I'm afraid only Xian Feng knows it, and he can't say it at this time.
The four Jindan cultivators exchanged glances, and someone said, "Well! You can do it all the way! However, the journey is long, and the nearby teleportation arrays are all destroyed, so you and I must hurry up!"
"Just now, in order to snatch Lin Yi from the hands of the crowd, my breath is a little unstable, and I need to rest for half a day!" Lan Qi'er seemed to be bargaining. One of the other party said, "No! The people of the Black Mountain Sect will make trouble at any time!"
"Two hours!" Lan Qi'er's voice became colder and colder. Someone said, "At most one hour! Lan Qi'er, don't be ungrateful!"
With a light sigh, Lan Qi'er had to acquiesce. Looking at the person in her arms, she felt helpless. This trip to Xuantianmen was a last resort. Who would have thought that I would meet you here at this time? Now, I can only pray that things will turn around!
If God gives you a disaster through my hands, I, Lan Qi'er, will accompany you with my own life!
Four Jindan monks from Xuantian Sect were standing guard around. Xian Feng wanted to take the opportunity to talk to Lan Qi'er, but he saw that she was hugging the boy who was so lucky and ignored everyone. He was filled with hatred, so he had to wait on the side.
Lan Qi'er was still holding Lin Yi's wrist, but she slowly passed her own spiritual power into him.
The sword pierced Lin Yi's back very deeply, and his internal organs were injured, causing damage to his meridians, and his injuries were quite serious. If it were someone else, this sword would have passed through his chest, and the injury would be difficult to treat. Fortunately, he was adaptable and his body was much stronger than that of ordinary monks, so he managed to hold on until now. But the man named Gongye Mo finally caught up and attacked him again.
At this time, Lin Yi's sea of spiritual power was scarce, and the drop of spiritual liquid was too weak to heal himself. Lan Qi'er had to use her own spiritual power to help the medicine spread and help him regulate the circulation of his breath. After a moment, she looked a little surprised, frowning and thinking.
How could a golden elixir be formed in the body of a foundation-building cultivator? But if it is not a golden elixir, what is it? The white round bead slowly rotated in Lin Yi's sea of qi, accompanied by a light golden light surging, clearly containing a majestic power. And it has nothing to do with the drop of spiritual liquid, forming a whole.
No! This drop of spiritual liquid is the foundation of Lin Yi's foundation, and the "golden elixir" is clearly not being used. Otherwise, how could he be injured by the golden elixir cultivator. This strange "golden elixir" contains a huge power, even his own consciousness dare not approach it.
Lin Yi! How many strange things are hidden in your body! If you can use 10% of the cultivation of the "golden elixir", how can you be afraid of Gong Yemo of the Black Sect? Even now, if you want to escape, no one can stop you!
Lan Qi'er was surprised by the strangeness in Lin Yi's body, but she was powerless. The 'golden elixir' was indeed extraordinary, but it had not truly integrated with the tendons, veins and qi of his body. It was really difficult to heal the wound with that drop of spiritual liquid.
Lin Yi, wake up soon!
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