Three and a half years old fast: the group pet's little milk bag is sweet and soft

Chapter 1543 Enlightenment 55
"Brother, did you hear everything?"

Huai Yiyun asked.

Xie Yang was puzzled, "What did you hear?"

Huai Yiyun said nothing, just stared at the world.

Xie Yang shuddered for no reason. He felt that the current senior brother made him feel scary and even a little evil.

Xie Yang calmed down and smiled, "I heard Master say that I will go find him in half a year."

He asked curiously, "Brother, what happened?"

Huai Yiyun grinned and said, "Nothing, I just disturbed Master's retreat and Master got angry."

Xie Yang nodded, "Master still loves you. If I disturb Master's retreat, I will definitely give him a beating."

A white shadow appeared beside Xie Yang and asked, "Is this my husband's junior fellow apprentice?"

"I said before that he is my husband's younger brother, but a junior brother is also a younger brother. I forgive my husband."

Huai Yiyu's pupils constricted as he stared at the white shadow beside his junior brother.

Xie Yang felt a slight chill and saw that his senior brother was staring at him closely with a stiff expression and a tense face, looking indescribably nervous.

He couldn't help but ask, "Brother, what's wrong?"

Huai Yiyun's voice came out of his throat, very stiff, "Did you see it?"

"Look, what do you see?" Xie Yang looked around but didn't see anything. He always felt that his senior brother was acting weird.

Huai Yiyun let out a breath. It seemed that he was the only one who could see the White Shadow Demon. He said, "Nothing. I just think the sunlight is just right today."

Xie Yang: "Ha, ha, ha, indeed."

"Brother, I won't bother you anymore."

Xie Yang just ran away, feeling that his current senior brother was very strange.

Huai Yiyu looked at the white shadow with disgust in his heart.

Being with people or things you don't like makes you feel miserable. This is what Buddhists call the meeting with those you hate.

Huai Yiyun felt this kind of pain.

Can't stand it for a moment.

Huai Yiyu ignored the white shadow and directly penetrated the cold and gloomy white shadow, but the white shadow followed Huai Yiyu.

Huai Yiyu looked at the shadow at his feet. There was only him, the other one did not exist.

Not even a shadow exists, as if it doesn't exist in this world.

The sun was blazing brightly in the daytime, but the white shadow actually ignored the sunlight.

What exactly is it?
Is it a ghost?
Why aren’t ghosts afraid of even the sun?

At this moment, Huai Yiyu doubted whether the Soul-Killing Sword could kill this thing.

"Husband." Bai Ying jumped onto Huai Yiyun's back and hugged his neck, "Husband, husband, take me flying."

"You said you couldn't fly before. Now, can you fly?"

"No, I won't." Huai Yiyu flatly refused. He would never fulfill any wish of his inner demon.

Bai Ying hugged his neck tightly, watching Huai Yiyun's neck gradually turn red, with veins bulging, "Husband, you made me angry again."

Huai Yiyu pursed her lips tightly, didn't say a word, and just endured it.

Bai Ying smiled slightly, and gathered his strength, grabbing Huai Yiyun's throat.

Huai Yiyu felt as if there was a thousand pounds of force at his neck, squeezing his throat and depriving him of his life force.

Even Huai Yiyun felt suffocated now. This kind of suffocation made people panic and despair.

Huai Yiyu subconsciously grabbed his neck with his hands. From a distance, it seemed to Xie Yang that his senior brother had suddenly gone mad and started grabbing his neck wildly.

What's wrong, senior brother?
Xie Yang saw that his senior brother had a hunched back and was scratching his neck. He even saw that his senior brother's neck was bloody, with many bloodstains, and there was flesh mixed with blood under his fingernails.

"Senior brother, senior brother..."

Xie Yang didn't hesitate and flew over immediately, grabbing Huai Yiyun's hands to stop him from hurting himself. But he saw that Huai Yiyun's face was extremely swollen, his eyeballs were red and bulging, and he looked terribly as if he was suffocating.

"He, hehe..."

Huai Yiyu made a sound of difficulty and his eyeballs kept rolling up.

"Brother, brother, what happened to you?"

Xie Yang was extremely anxious, and didn't know how to help his senior brother, so he was running around in circles.

He looked at his senior brother's neck, as if something invisible was restraining it, making his neck like a pocket with the opening tied up, and his body was constantly expanding.

"Ahem, ho, huh..."

Suddenly, Huai Yiyun's breathing became smooth. He began to breathe violently, his chest heaving, and he fell to the ground uncontrollably, coughing loudly.

He looked so disheveled that he didn't look like a Jindan cultivator at all. He looked more like a mortal.

How could this be?

If a Jindan cultivator died from suffocation, he would probably be laughed to death.

Monks can hold their breath for long periods of time.

Xie Yang hesitated for a moment, then squatted down to help his senior brother calm down.

Huai Yiyun looked really miserable, with tears and snot all over her face, and she was wiping them with her sleeve.

Xie Yang was so embarrassed that he lowered his eyes, not daring to look any further.

There was a reason why Huai Yiyu was in such a mess. Not only was he being strangled by the neck, but the spiritual energy in his body was running wild and he couldn't control it at all.

The spiritual energy was in his body, but it was out of his control. He was as fragile as a mortal. When he was on the verge of death, fear swept through his mind uncontrollably.

At this time, he forgot that he was a Jindan cultivator, a person who was pursuing the great way. He only had one simple wish, the wish of all living beings.

Live, live...

At this moment, his body was shaking uncontrollably and his heart was beating wildly. He could not hear any sound in his eardrums except the sound of his heart beating wildly.

He looked at Xie Yang and spoke to him with his mouth open, but he couldn't hear what he was saying, only his mouth opening and closing.

Suddenly, Huai Yiyun's eyes rolled back and he fainted completely.

"Master, Senior Brother!!!"

Xie Yang was shocked and wanted to call someone over, but his senior brother looked so miserable that he even peed himself.

Pee!!!

A Jindan monk peed!
Simply unbelievable.

Huai Yiyu is the eldest senior brother of Jiuxing Peak and the face of Jiuxing Peak. Where is his dignity if people knew that he had wet his pants?

Xie Yang pursed his lips, and finally made up his mind to carry his brother on his back. The wet feeling made Xie Yang grimace.

I, what sin have I committed!
But, brother, why is it so heavy?

Xie Yang is also a Jindan cultivator, but now, he feels like a mountain is pressing down on him as he carries his senior brother on his back.

"whee……"

While Xie Yang was wondering, he vaguely heard a laughing voice. It was a woman's voice, as cheerful and pleasant as a silver bell.

"Ok?"

Xie Yang suspected that he had heard it wrong. There was not even a maid in the Jiuxing Palace, so how could there be a woman's voice?

Xie Yang felt puzzled and subconsciously touched his sword. He only wanted the sword, not the woman.

How could he think of women?

The woman would only affect the speed at which he could draw his sword.

As his hands loosened, Huai Yiyun slid to the ground on his back. With a clang, Huai Yiyun's head hit the jade plate of the halo, which sounded very painful.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Xie Yang apologized quickly.