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Most of the people in Xianmen were lost in an instant, only those who had their own missions or those who had been punished and thought about it did not follow.

Chu Ya Xianjun is a good old man, but also a person who doesn't like to join in the fun. He looks up at the sky with a solemn expression.

Feng Zun, what you predicted finally happened.

will you wake up
He sighed, turned and entered the room, one foot had just stepped over the threshold...

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw two figures jumping out of the window quickly, a fiery red shadow, the speed was too fast, he didn't see what it was.

He saw clearly the second way, and he shouted loudly: "Feng Yu, you sneaked away again!"

The boy had already run far away without turning his head, and waved his back to him, "Master, I will apologize to you when I come back!"

Immortal Chu Ya shook his head helplessly, and scolded with a smile: "Stinky boy!"

Some time ago, I practiced so hard that I thought I had really turned my back on evil.

I didn't expect it to be revealed so soon.

Not far away, a fiery red fox was waiting for him.

Feng Yu chased after her, and said anxiously: "Can you still smell the breath of Junior Sister? Is Junior Sister really still in the fairy gate?"

Three tails nodded, it was injured too badly that day, Nan Xing's blow with all its strength sent it flying too far.

It managed to return to the fairy gate, but did not see Tianheng, and was almost discovered by other disciples.

Fortunately, I met the familiar Feng Yu later, but it couldn't speak, and it took a lot of effort to communicate, and finally let Feng Yu know about Nan Xing being taken away by Xue Zun.

"Then hurry up and take me there! There are few people in the Immortal Sect today, and this is the best chance to rescue Junior Sister!" Feng Yu didn't want to waste any time now.

Sanwei shrugged his nose, sniffing in the air, and then galloped in one direction, Feng Yu hurriedly followed...

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Not many people were met along the way, avoiding the eyes and ears of guarding disciples, Feng Yu gently opened the door...

He saw Nan Xing at a glance.

The girl was nailed to the translucent wall, and the formations operating under her were shining brightly, making her cheeks paler and bloodless.

Six silver spikes pierced through the girl's shoulders, elbows and knees, blooming blood-red flowers on her body...

Her long hair was loose, her eyes were tightly closed, and she was fighting against the soul-destroying nail with all her heart, and she didn't even have the strength to wrinkle her brows.

Feng Yu's eyes instantly turned red...

He thought she had left the fairy gate, and he was still thinking that when he was stronger, he would go to her, protect her, and find a better paradise for her than the fairy gate.

But he didn't expect her to suffer such a big crime right under his nose.

As if he was afraid of disturbing her, the usually rebellious young man slowed down his steps, not even daring to breathe loudly.

His hand trembled slightly, about to touch her cheek...

Nan Xing moved her fingers slightly, opened her eyes tiredly, and saw the person in front of her clearly, she was slightly startled, "Fengyu? Why are you here?"

Feng Yu withdrew her hand, clenched her fist, and looked at her with red eyes, almost unable to suppress the anger in her heart, but not to her, "Where's Tianzun? Where's the Tianzun you miss so much? Why doesn't he come to save you?"

Nan Xing shook his head lightly, and said, "He doesn't know."

If she didn't know those things from Xue Xiuli, she would definitely blame Tianheng, but now she understands that Tianheng is probably more difficult than her.

Xue Xiuli was like an impassable mountain, he was so strong that Nan Xing couldn't do any harm to him.

Feng Yu didn't know why Xue Zun treated her like this, but seeing her like this made him very distressed.

In the usual years, he had never felt this way.

A teardrop slipped down the eye socket, Feng Yu looked at her shoulder, "Does it hurt?"

Nan Xing froze for a moment, feeling complicated for a moment.

She pursed her lips, as if she didn't notice his sadness, and jokingly said: "Hey, Senior Brother Feng Yu, it's me, not you, who hurt me, why are you crying?"

"Who's crying?" Feng Yu was indignant, "Little heartless, I'm here to save you!"

Nan Xing smiled, and said softly: "I accept your wish, but you can't save me, let's go, let Tianzun come and save me."

Feng Yu gritted his teeth, "Tianzun Tianzun is Tianzun again!"

He suddenly reached out and grabbed the soul-destroying nail on her shoulder, and said unconvinced: "I don't believe I can't save it!"

As soon as it touched it, Fengyu felt a strong suction...

Nan Xing said urgently: "Let go quickly! This soul-destroying nail is terrifying, it will suck all the immortal power in your body, and when the immortal power is exhausted, it will suck your soul. It's like a bottomless pit, you will be sucked to death by it! "

Feng Yu grabbed it even harder, "Let it suck! Brother, I am very powerful!"

With all his strength, he pulled out the soul-destroying nail that had been driven into her shoulder bit by bit.

His complexion quickly turned pale, his hand was bleeding, but he didn't feel any pain at all...

There was only one thought in his mind, and that was to pull out these nasty nails and save his junior sister!
His voice was intermittent, and his face was uncontrollably ferocious, "I am the number one disciple of the Immortal Sect today! What is a mere Soul Extinguishing Nail? You are afraid that you don't know my strength, senior brother. Back then, I was the only one who beat the Immortal Sect!" Others are in a state of desperation, and when they see me, they have to respectfully call senior brother..."

Nan Xing was in tears, she was so angry and funny, she wanted to cry even more, "What time is it, you still have the heart to brag."

Knowing that he can't change his decision, she can only use the remaining power to cooperate with him to pull out the soul-destroying nail...

A crisp sound sounded, and a soul-destroying nail was pulled out and landed on the formation...

Feng Yu kicked the evil thing away, hooked his white lips, and said triumphantly: "Look, I just said that I can save you, you have to believe in senior brother!"

Before he could catch his breath, he used his bloody hands to pull out another nail...

One, another...

After an unknown amount of time, it was finally the turn of the last soul-destroying nail...

The guarding disciples also noticed something was wrong, but luckily Sanwei was there and stopped them outside.

But time is still very urgent, Sanwei's injury is still not healed, and the disciples left by Xue Zun are quite powerful, Sanwei alone can't last long.

Feng Yu's hands were bloody and bloody, and his eyes began to turn black. He shook his hands, gritted his teeth and pulled out the last soul-destroying nail.

No matter how hard he tried, he still used his soul to resist the soul-destroying nail in the end. He shook his head and bent down to carry Nan Xing on his back. Every breath smelled of blood, and his steps were so heavy that he could barely move.

But he still pulled himself together and carried her out step by step...

Nan Xing also had no strength, the wound was still bleeding, dyeing her clothes red.

Three tails and one tail swept the wind and sand, and the disciples took a few steps back.

Feng Yu took the opportunity to put Nan Xing on its back, and Sanwei carefully circled her with his tail.

"You can't take her away!" said the disciples.

Breathing heavily, he stood in front of them and slowly drew out his sword. His figure was extraordinarily tall at this moment, "You guys can't stop me!"

He turned his head, took one last look at the girl on the fox's back, and said with a smile: "Little sister, is senior brother the most powerful?"

Nan Xing was led by Sanwei, and she was running all the way. In her gradually blurred vision, she could only see the boy's firm back...

……

In the warm morning light, the exhausted young man fell to the ground exhausted, he was already at the end of his strength.

The memory gradually blurred, and he recalled in a trance...

One day, on a whim, he suddenly asked her, "If one day I die, will you cry?"

The little beggar at that time hated him very much, and rolled his big eyes, "I'm crying, I will hold a big banquet for three days after you die!"

"Hey, so ruthless! I was the one who brought you to Xianmen!"

The boy looked at the sky and smiled in relief.

Deceiving.