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Wei Chiyuan's face was extremely ugly, and when no one could react, he punched Cheng Anping's heart with a palm.
Wei Chiyuan said: "How dare you slander my father, slander the Wei family!"
Xie Yun stood up straight and grabbed Wei Chiyuan's wrist: "Let him go."
Wei Chiyuan: "Xie Huaiyu, why are you crazy? He isβ"
Xie Yun increased his strength and squeezed Wei Chiyuan's bones: "I'll say it again, let him go."
Elder Xie said sharply: "Xie Yun! Don't be rude!"
Xie Yun's spiritual power was running, and he stared at Wei Chiyuan: "I've always been rude, why, does anyone here want to experience it?"
He took out a long sword at random, the cold sword was engraved with the words "Bright Moon Leaves Branches", and the sword edge was pressed against Wei Chiyuan's neck.
Wei Chiyuan remembered the battle of the noble family once every two years, every time he was pressed by Xie Yun so much that he couldn't lift his head, Wei Chiyuan let go of his hand unwillingly.
Cheng Anping fell to the ground, his whole heart was pierced, he gasped in a low voice, but he vomited blood while laughing: "I, I don't know why I lived for so many years, but today I know why I died. ."
It's also pitiful. Even though he ran out, he actually knew that Canary's daughter had survived.
He knew he was going to die, but he ran back.
Cheng Anping's eyes gradually became scattered: Suddenly, he wanted to see that Jianxiu.
How bright, burning himself like a fire.
The author has something to say:
The sweetness will be back in the next chapter! won't die!
In fact, Xie Yun himself doesn't fit in with the entire Feiyin City. He is crazy.
To be honest, I have been greedy for this person for a long time, so I have the courage to write this article, the plot will probably let myself go, anyway, it will not be too cruel.
Chapter 10 Respect
Cheng Anping was lying on the cold ground. He was very painful and cold, and the voice in his ears was messy. He couldn't understand a word. Suddenly, he felt that he was being pulled up by someone. Jindan.
The moment Wei Chiyuan burst into flames, he thought of killing him. He slammed through Cheng Anping's heart with a palm, and part of the spiritual power penetrated into the meridians along the wound. When the spiritual power destroyed the golden elixir, Cheng Anping would die completely.
Cheng Anping tried his best to widen his eyes, only to see an unfamiliar face with extremely handsome brows.
Who is this? Will the Nascent Soul ancestors present condescendingly sympathize with a furnace? In the eyes of these immortals, is he also a life?
Xie Yun bent down and helped Cheng Anping up, the little demon cultivator's heart was partially bloody, and his breathing was already weak.
A man like Cheng Anping, who was bound by a chain, didn't even dare to escape, but he would choose a mortal ending for himself.
No, not only will he die, but he will be smashed to ashes, and he will die without a place to be buried.
Xie Yun was a head taller than Cheng Anping. He was tall enough to pull Cheng Anping with one hand. He used his spiritual power to protect Cheng Anping's golden core.
Jindan cultivator is far from being able to compare with Nascent Soul, but as long as Jindan exists, the physical body has not been damaged in a wide range, and can be brought back slowly.
And for a Primordial Soul cultivator like Xie Yun, even if his body is damaged, as long as his Primordial Soul is still there, he can still practice ghost cultivation, or use his dead body to revive his soul.
Meng Baique pulled away from her emotions, she walked quickly to Cheng Anping's side, fed Cheng Anping a raw bone pill, and used her spiritual power to stimulate the medicinal properties: "Don't sleep! Quick luck transforms the medicinal pill."
Xie Yun simply handed Cheng Anping to Ying Baiye to facilitate Meng Baique's treatment.
Ying Baiye was suddenly shoved by a person, and he shrank back subconsciously. The whole person took a step back, and only stretched out a hand against Cheng Anping's back.
Meng Baique looked at Xie Yun gratefully: "Thank you, Young Master."
Xie Yun waved his hand and said lightly: "You're welcome, it's a labor of raising your sword."
Wei Chiyuan raised his hand and stroked his neck, and sure enough, he felt a little wet - he was only touched by Xie Yun's sword, and the sword qi he swallowed cut his skin.
Ying Baiye almost laughed.
Xie Shaozhu has this kind of personality on weekdays, no wonder he offends Xie Yufei, his mouth is bad enough.
Xie Yun was a man who couldn't tell whether he was like a sword, or whether the sword followed the master. When he was sheathed, he couldn't put it down.
Wei Chiyuan's face was extremely ugly.
It is clear that Xie Yun has also relied on immortal grass to cultivate fast for so many years. What is the difference between him and his absorption of furnace cauldron cultivation?
Wei Chiyuan's face turned blue and red.
Xie Yun, why hasn't this mouth rotten!
Xie Yun let go of his hand, took two steps back, and returned to the elder of the Xie family.
During this period, Xie Yufei's eyes were fixed on Xie Yun's back, and Xie Yun clicked his tongue unhappily.
Xie Yufei whispered, "Young master, isn't he very good at taking care of female nuns?"
Xie Yun turned his head sideways: "Will it be difficult for me to say, you dare not see it easily."
Xie Yufei didn't dare to go out of his way, but because he felt that it was not cost-effective to offend the City Lord's Mansion and the five major families for Meng Baique. After weighing the pros and cons, it was normal to choose to shrink.
Xie Yufei pursed his lips suddenly.
Xie Yun was too lazy to stand with Xie Yufei, ignoring the tense atmosphere, sauntered to Ying Baiye's side, and stretched out his head to observe Cheng Anping's condition.
Xie Yun really wanted to find someone to talk about Meng Baique's life experience. After looking around, he found that no one could talk to him.
He thought for a while and muttered to himself, "Huichunmen is so messy."
Ying Baiye also whispered: "Yes, your family is really messed up."
Xie Yun: "?"
He stared at Ying Baiye and slowly raised his eyebrows.
This person is still wearing the identity of a drug boy, so he dares to talk to the Yuanying cultivator like this, is he not afraid that his identity will be discovered in a fight?
Xie Yun approached him and frightened him: "Look carefully, your face is very raw, isn't it a magic cultivator's disguise? Then I will eliminate hidden dangers for Fairy Meng."