Chapter 2150

Soul emperor?

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

It should be just that the evil emperor felt the residual breath of killing God sword on him.

As for the old man?

Can the evil emperor, such as the ancient existence full of endless ancient breath, call him an old fellow?

Who would it be?

In the last second before consciousness faints, Xiao Yi has some doubts.

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

But he was not worried that the evil emperor had retreated and the space cracks in the evil domain had disappeared.

His great flame will also break away with the loss of his control.

This is the end of everything.

Xiao Yi has been cold face, finally at this moment, slightly relaxed, showing a little smile.

Below, there was only a cry of surprise.

"Xiao Yi boy."

"Xiaoxun boy."

"Yi Xiao boy."

"Brother Xiao Yi."

"Younger martial brother Xiao Yi."

“……”

A voice of exclamation, a shadow of concern.

However, only eight old people, the fastest speed, immediately out of the sky.

"Get out of here."

"It's you who should get out of here."

"Let me go."

“……”

Eight old people, Qi Qi flies to Xiao Yi, and almost at the same time comes to Xiao Yi's body, which is unable to fall and has lost consciousness.

Eight people, at the same time, took over Xiao Yi, but at the same time, they looked at each other angrily and drank furiously.

Pa Pa Pa Pa

With eight palms, they fight each other in an instant.

"This..." Below, a strong man, looking strangely at the high-altitude competition.

A strong man, with a smack of tongue, but no one dares to say a word.

"Childe..." Below, only Yiyi's face showed a worried look, nervously looking at the sky.

She knew that her childe must have been seriously injured at the moment.

Just at this time, she waved her sleeve and looked at the long day wine demon on one side. "Hey, boy, help me protect this little girl first."

Side said, split Sky Sword Ji and look at the unintentional host and others, "you boys are also the same."

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

"Boy?" Long day wine demon Leng Leng Leng, subconsciously nod, "forehead Good. "

Whoosh A figure in white suddenly rises from the sky.

"Get out of the way." Before the arrival of the man, a violent drink, a soaring sword out of the sky.

Under the roar of the soaring sword, it was an extremely cold sword Qi with incomparable prestige.

I'm afraid that the old-fashioned strong people can't take this sword.

However, in front of the eight old people, the sword spirit is almost nothing.

"Hum."

With only a sound of old man's cold hum, the sword Qi broke up in an instant, and broke up soundlessly and without warning, as if it had never appeared.

"The descendant of ice saint?" In addition to the general hall master of Shura and the general Hall of fengsha, six other old people all frowned and looked at the split Sky Sword Ji.

After that, his face was light and indifferent again.

"Hey, a bunch of old people, don't let go?" Master Jianji yells and looks at Xiao Yi in the competition among eight people.

"When is it your turn to be a little girl here?" he asked

"But I want you to go down?"

On one side, the master of the general Hall of Shura sneered, "you try and see."

"This little girl is one of the most respected elders in Xiaoyi's family."

"She hurt half of her hair. When Xiao Yi wakes up, you can see how he quarrels with you with this boy's stubbornness."

"This..." The face of the master of Tianji general hall was puffed.

But he had no doubt about the general hall master of Shura, and he also knew his successor Xiao Xun's temperament.

On one side, the master of the hunting demon hall, the master of the fire hall, and the master of the yaozun hall all frowned and looked at the elder Jianji.

"Half a year ago, Yi Xiao boy made a big fuss in tianzang Academy for your sake. Did he make a big fuss?"

Master Jianji didn't answer, but her face was cold, "hum, let me go."

"This is my successor of the split Sky Sword sect."

The voice dropped, and the elder Jianji came out with both hands.

The delicate hand, forced to open the eight old hands, took over the faint Xiao Yi.

Eight people turned their lips, but did not care.

"This stinky girl." The master of Tianji said angrily.

Mr. Luo's face is domineering and his eyes are cold, but his face is only pumping.

They also remember the cold words in Xiao Yi's mouth that when the elder of the holy moon intended to kill the woman, she would be buried with the whole Saint moon sect if she had half a hair injured.

Below, one by one startled eyes, one by one shadow sidelong."What a brave woman, how dare she rob people from the hands of eight general hall masters?"

In this day of life, if you can drink a few words, you will withdraw eight general hall masters. I'm afraid that's the only one.

One after another startled eyes, looking at the white figure.

And the figure in white, with the saint, holding the sword demon in his hand, drifted away.

……

In an antique boudoir.

On the soft bed.

Xiaoyi from the faint, slowly wake up.

"Well." Xiao Yi snorted, and her face was pale.

Slowly opened some heavy eyelids, a little bitter.

Just move a little bit, already whole body sharp pain.

Open eyes, the first to see, is the bed called sitting Yiyi.

Not far away, on the table beside the bed, there is a woman in white with one hand holding her cheek and sleeping lazily. She is the elder of Jianji.

"Young master."

Almost Xiao Yi opened his eyes, the corner of the bed Yiyi had an instant reaction.

Obviously, during this period of Xiaoyi's coma, Yiyi has been waiting for her, not sleeping for a moment.

And the woman who is sleeping at the desk opens her eyes, glances at Xiaoyi and Yiyi. "Girl, I told you that this abnormal boy can't die."

"He's always joking about his own life, saying that he won't listen, and he'll scold in vain."

"Don't worry about him."

"Yiyi." After Xiao Yi opened her eyes, her eyes were almost completely fixed on the beauty in front of her.

Xiao Yi endured the pain and struggled to sit up.

This found that he was naked and covered with white yarn.

"Young master, you are still injured. Just lie down." Yiyi helps Xiao Yi urgently.

Master Jianji got up and came up and said with a smile, "you boy, you just woke up and cared about the beauty, even ignoring the injury?"

"Oh, I'm fine." Xiao Yi shrugs and smiles.

Just, shrug a moment, but also took a breath of cool air.

The wound on the shoulder, under the white gauze, seemed like a split.

"And try to be brave." Master Jianji's beautiful eyes stare. She goes to the corner of the bed and sits down. She sets up Xiao Yi's arm.

After a while, I nodded.

"Well, the injuries are stable, but there are a lot of injuries all over the body. We still need to cultivate ourselves."

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

"All over the body, there are eight sword marks, 12 dagger marks, and 33 sunken palm prints on the chest. Almost every wound has entered the flesh and bone, and every wound is not light."

"The five viscera and six Fu organs, four limbs and hundreds of skeletons in the body have been damaged more than half, more than 50% have been damaged, and there are a lot of broken places."

"Fortunately, the old man in yaozun hall is a good pharmacist, otherwise you may not wake up now."

"Is this serious?" Xiao Yi smiles and asks, "how long have I been in a coma?"

"Seven days and seven nights." One side Yiyi replied.

...

second.

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

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