Xinghun turned around and saw an old man walking towards him, with a hint of panic in his expression. He pretended to be calm and said, "Xiao Lu, I have no grudges with you. As long as you don't interfere in this matter today, I can think that I have never seen you. If you insist on interfering in this matter, I don't mind fighting with you now."

"Is it a death-death thing? Let me see if you have this qualification. Now I am old. If you can send me a ride, I would like to thank you." Xiao Luhe walked slowly. If you look closely, you can clearly find that his feet would obviously be a distance away from the ground, and his whole body seemed to be floating in the air.

Xing Yan looked at Xiao Lu and saw one of him wearing a gray-white long suit, with white hair neatly scattered behind him, while his cheeks were extremely smooth, like a young man, and he didn't look like an old man at all.

"Don't bully people too much." Xinghun said angrily, throwing the spear in his hand out with all his might. The gun was covered with black mist, and red gas was wrapped around the tip of the gun, flying towards Xiao Lu.

Xiao Lu raised his right hand gently, stretched out his index finger, and gently tapped it to block the black spear, and said with some loss: "You are still too weak. It seems that you don't have the ability to send me on the way."

"Damn it, I'll record the account today, wait for me." Xinghun knew that he was no match for Xiao Lu, so he could no longer care about anything else and turned around and ran into the woods.

"Even if you leave, you must leave a price for me." Xiao Lu smiled faintly, and his fingers emitted a golden light, a pure power of light chased towards Xinghun's back. Just as Xinghun's figure was about to disappear, the golden light directly penetrated into his back. Then his body emitted a golden light, and the shrill screams echoed quickly in the woods. After about a cup of tea, the sound slowly disappeared.

After about a moment, the miserable voice of Xinghun slowly rang out, and his tone was filled with endless resentment: "Xiao Lu, today I will return this hatred of your finger a hundred times in the future."

"I'll wait for you." Xiao Lu looked at the direction of Xinghun's departure and continued to move forward slowly. When he walked by Xingyan, he just took a casual look, as if nothing could stop him from walking.

Xing Yan quietly looked at Xiao Lu's departure back, carefully circulating the magic power in his body, and began to repair the injuries in his body.

Mu Xue woke up faintly, stroked her forehead with her hands, and felt that her brain was about to crack. Suddenly, the figure of Xinghun appeared in her mind, and she turned over and jumped up, looking around with all her concentration, but she did not see Xinghun. She only saw Xingyan lying on the ground, her eyes closed, and hurriedly ran towards Xingyan.

When Mu Xue came to Xingyan's side, she felt that although Xingyan's breath was weak, it was slowly recovering, and the magic power around her was gradually entering his body. Only then did Mu Xue feel relieved.

After about half a cup of tea, Siqi suddenly passed through the woods and came to the place where Mu Xue was. Seeing the mess around, he asked in surprise: "What happened here?"

"Nothing happened." Mu Xue looked at Si Feng with great disgust. If Xingyan hadn't been lying here and could not move, she might have pulled Xingyan away.

Si Feng looked at Mu Xue's cold expression, and naturally knew that Mu Xue was still angry with him. He couldn't help but feel a little laughing and crying. After saying a few words casually, he would actually provoke this little girl, but he didn't expect this little girl to hold such a grudge.

"It seems that the two of them destroyed the corpse burial pit, but how could that guy Xinghun have not appeared? Has he left?" Nan Youji stood by the corpse burial pit burning with golden flames and said in confusion.

"He was driven away by a man named Xiao Lu." Xing Yan had opened his eyes at some point. Although his face was not good-looking, he was obviously a little rosy and his breath had recovered a little.

"Xiao Lu, a Temple Venerable who is seeking death?" Nan Youji asked in surprise.

"If it were him, then it would be no surprise." Sci said seriously.

Xingyan asked, "What is the Temple Venerable?"

"It's just a position. A magician who has practiced more than nine beads in the Demon God Tower and has made great contributions will be awarded the title of the Temple Venerable and enjoy the authority to enter the Demon God Tower Elder's Court." Nan Youji said seriously.

"Si, take these two little guys with you, let's go back." Nan Youji said with a sigh as she looked at the flames in the corpse burial pit.

"You go, I won't go back with you." Mu Xue said immediately.

"It's interesting, it's okay not to go back with us. As long as you are not afraid of Xingyan's death here, you can stay." Nan Youji said calmly, turning around and walking towards the place where they live.

Mu Xue looked at Xingyan with a tired face and couldn't help but hesitate. Although he was unwilling to go back with Siqi and the others, Xingyan's injuries could no longer be protected. Once he encountered danger again, Xingyan would definitely die without a single life.

Xingyan gently stroked Mu Xue's hair and said weakly: "Let's go. When my injury heals, we will go to the Rose Empire."

"But your injury..." Mu Xue said hesitantly.

"It's okay. I was injured more severely than I am now, and it won't cost me my life. What's more, now it's just a few minor injuries, and I can recover soon." Xing Yan shook his body, stood up slowly, and walked towards the other side of the forest with Mu Xue.

"You really suit my appetite and have a stubborn temper. Come with me." Si Quan's figure flashed and suddenly appeared in front of Xingyan. He grabbed Xingyan in his hand, lifted Mu Xue with his other hand, jumped up, and galloped towards their residence.

Mu Xue watched the surrounding trees keep retreating. After only a few breaths, she saw the stream where they spent the night. Then, not long after, she saw several cabins appear in front of them.

"You really brought them back." Nan Youji said with some surprise.

Siqi put Mu Xue on the ground and said, "I will take him to heal the wound. Don't run around here. If something happens, don't blame me for not reminding you." Then he brought Xingyan to a small wooden house and said casually: "You can rest here for a while first, and I will ask Chen Jian to help you heal the wound later."

After seeing Si Yi leave, Xing Yan looked at the decorations around him and found that there was nothing special. Then he sat on the bed, closed his eyes and began to regulate his body.

Mu Xue sat on the chair under the tree with a little anger, constantly kicking at the big tree beside her, and the leaves fell from the tree.
Chapter completed!