The next moment, a tall and thin back was blocking Xiaozhu's body.

The man's hair was tall and tied, but it was a silver thread like snow, and the bright hair that reached his shoulders was gently swaying in the wind. His back was straight, his shoulders were wide, his waist was narrow, and his body was as tough as a sculpture. His right hand held a silver spear tightly, and the muscles of his right arm were tense out, and the silver spear in his hand reflected a cold and cold light under the sun. The sharp spear head pointed directly at Mu Zizhen's throat. As long as he was sent half an inch, the other party could die through the throat.

The rescuers from the sky actually broke through the Four Symbol Formation. Xiaozhu was surprised and happy. She looked up at the person who was blocking her. But she saw that the man turned his face slightly, and his dark eyes as deep as ink were firmly locking her right shoulder, as if he was observing her injuries.

Mu Zizhen's throat was restrained and she did not dare to act rashly, so she had to ask sternly: "Who are you, you are actually an enemy of my Tianxuan Gate?"

The young man glanced at the other party and said coldly: "Your death urging person."

After saying that, the young man sent forward with one hand. Mu Zi really retreated in panic, but although he retreated quickly, the young man chased him faster. The sharp spear tip pierced straight into the other person's flesh, and a blood line squirted out, sputtering on the young man's cold face. The blood beads slid down his thin face. His eyes turned cold and he was about to take the other person's life. At this moment, he heard sad shouts from the forest:

"Senior Brother!"

The young man raised his sword eyebrows slightly and stopped his life-taking action. He raised his eyes and looked at the dense forest. He saw that Tianxuan Sect and other disciples of the Demon-killing League rushed here together. Seeing Mu Zizhen trapped, the Tianxuan Sect people rushed towards him with swords. The sword light flowed, and the sword energy spread everywhere, and they attacked the young man wildly!

Seeing that the sword light was like a flash of fire, it was obvious that the young man with a gun was going to remove eight pieces. Xiao Zhu immediately pinched the bamboo leaves and threw them away, trying to resolve the sharp sword energy. But in this critical situation, the young man did not need to dodge, and still stood like a green pine, straightening his spine. His right spear was still locked in front of Mu Zizhen's throat, neither sending him forward to the road nor letting him escape. However, the palm of his left hand had already formed a faint blue flame, which kept jumping in the void.

"The sky is burning with fire."

A low and mellow voice, a cold and cold tone, the silver-haired young man coldly expressed the name of magic.

Suddenly, the dark fire suddenly rose, and the flames swept across the mountains and forests. The fire was like a lively long snake, flying and circling, surrounding the four demon-killing sects. Lu Ling was the most anxious. He immediately raised his energy and wanted to jump out of the flames to surround him, but the higher she jumped, the faster the flames ran, and the squirting dark fire was like a copper wall, tightly bound everyone.

"What an amazing demonic power!" Bi Fei exclaimed.

Lu Lingqi was not the case. She waved the trident to split the dark fire light, but the moment the tip of the halberd touched the flame tongue, the blue flame suddenly jumped upward, turning into a dark color like the dark night, and instantly wrapped around the trident. The heavy weapon was like a piece of paper at this time, but in a flash, it turned into ashes. If Bi Fei hadn't pulled Lu Ling back with a quick look and hand, she would have been burned to ashes by the black flames as her weapon that had never left her body.

The mountain breeze blew by, and the ashes raised dissipated into the void in a moment. Who would have thought that the dusty ash was a magic weapon made of steel just a moment ago? Lu Ling was so shocked that his face turned pale, and Lin Baize beside her was also looking like earth, and even his tongue was trembling: "Fin... the wild fire burns the sky... Ying... Yinglong!"

Listening to Lin Baize's words, the four sects of the Demon-killing Demons all changed their expressions, and there were a few timids who couldn't help but retreat a few steps, trying to widen the distance with the young man. It turned out that this "Wild Fire Burning the Sky" was one of the tricks of the gods and demons Yinglong. This vast dark fire, not to mention plants, trees, humans and beasts, or even stubborn stone metal, could burn it into a pile of coke in an instant.

Facing everyone's fear, the young man had no expression on his face. His deep black eyes, like black jade, looked at a disciple of Tianxuan Sect through the blue flames, and said coldly: "You called him just now?"

The "he" in the young man's mouth was Mu Zizhen whose throat was pressed by the gun's head, and he couldn't help but shed blood. The Tianxuan Sect's person asked by the young man might have given birth to a baby face, and he looked very young. His naturally raised corners of his mouth seemed to be very happy at any time. At this moment, there was an anxious look on the baby's face. The Taoist nodded and said anxiously: "Yes, please let me go, senior brother."

The silver-haired young man lowered his eyes slightly, his face extremely gloomy. He glanced at Mu Zizhen, his sword eyebrows flipped instantly, and violent murderous aura emerged in his eyes. However, he finally lowered his right arm, withdrew the bright tip of the spear, and said coldly:

"The revenge will be repaid, and the kindness will be returned. Since you pleaded for him, I will spare his life today. Your kindness to me will be eliminated from now on."

Mu Zizhen and the Taoist were both shocked when they heard this. When Xiao Zhu heard the saying "Grievance will be repaid, and kindness will be returned", he suddenly realized that the young man in his memory gradually overlapped with the cold young man in front of him. She slapped her hands suddenly and said in surprise: "Brother Little Snake!"

Gui Haiming pushed his sleeves and raised a gust of wind. Mu Zizhen flew out like a broken string kite, hitting heavily on the tree and slid to the ground. The little Taoist rushed forward and held his senior brother, but saw blood gushing in Mu Zizhen's throat. Fortunately, he had not injured his trachea and saved his life. The Taoist was relieved and raised his hand to hug Gui Haiming and clasped his fists: "My name is Juchen, thank you for not killing."

"No need to thank you, I just give you the favor you had that day." Gui Haiming replied coldly, then glanced at Mu Zizhen coldly, and said word by word: "The hatred between you and me is irreconcilable. When we meet again in the future, I will take your life."

After hearing this, Ju Chen hurriedly helped Mu Zizhen up, put his arm on, and led the Tianxuan Sect's people to retreat. Lu Ling, Dusun Valley, was about to question him, but was stopped by Bi Fei. The handsome craftsman shook his head gently and said, "This man has the power of Yinglong, and is definitely not something that anyone present can stop him. This matter needs to be discussed for a long time. Let's go back to the master first and report to the master before talking."

"Yes," Lin Baize also nodded hurriedly and lowered his voice, "Those who know the times are heroes. Let's report back to the masters of the four sects first, and there will be a way to solve them!"

Lu Ling looked gloomy and thought for a moment, and finally he said the word "retreat". Soon, the disciples of the four sects retreated cleanly. The green mountains and returned to tranquility and tranquility.

Gui Haiming raised his left palm, with his five fingers closed, and the faint fire was extinguished in an instant. He then turned around and looked at the girl who was guarding him, but saw her innocent little face, bright eyes and smile, which was very similar to those in memory, but also slightly different:

"Brother Little Snake, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Mo Bai, who had been hugged by Xiaozhu, also raised his fluffy little arm, saying hello.

"Xiaozhu, Immortal Lord, I've seen it for a long time." Gui Haiming nodded slightly and said in a deep voice.

When Xiaozhu heard him call out her name, a bright smile appeared on her face: "This time, thanks to you who appeared in time, otherwise the master would have to catch someone else and be a pet."

Mo Bai raised his claws, and just as he was about to slap the disciple, he suddenly saw the injury on her right shoulder, so he gently grabbed her sleeve with his claws and shook it. Xiao Zhu twitched the corners of his eyes, and was about to say "It's okay", but a big palm pressed his shoulder. Gui Haiming squatted in front of her, pulled off a piece of hem, and bandaged her wound. Although his face was cold and inhumane, his action was gentle.

Mo Bai raised his heavy head, looked at the silver-haired youth with his black eyes, and scratched his chin with his little paws, looking thoughtful. Xiao Zhu said lightly, "Thank you" and asked curiously: "Brother Little Snake, why did you suddenly appear here? Are you doing well these years?"

"Um."

Although Gui Haiming was taciturn, he did not let Xiao Zhu retreat. She thought about it and then figured out the joints: "I understand, you must have seen the Four Symbol Sword Formation, so you wanted to come to trouble Tianxuan Gate, but you happened to meet us."

"good."

Hearing this, Mo Baiwu moved his two short arms and kept shaking. Seeing this, Xiaozhu asked him with understanding: "Brother Xiaoshe, Master wants to ask you, why are you so wild and burning in the sky?"

Gui Haiming's eyes turned cold and he said coldly: "Nothing can be told."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the pretty girl in front of him, and the little panda in her arms, opening her eyes wide and looking at him with expectation. Each person and a bear, his expression and movement were no different. The warm amber pupils were flashing with a bright curiosity. Gui Haiming, who had experienced several times of life and death, was never timid and weak, suddenly felt an inexplicable chill rising from his back. After a moment of silence, he finally said coldly:

"I have made an oath with others and cannot disclose any part of it."

"Oh~~~" Xiaozhu stretched out the tail sound and looked at the master in her arms. Mo Bai spread her fluffy claws, indicating that she could do nothing.

At this time, Gui Haiming had already bandaged Xiaozhu's wound. Xiaozhu smiled and was about to thank him again, but Master Mo Bai slapped the back of the head. The little panda waved his claws from top to bottom, and then slapped up and down on his side, making a "Flying" posture.

"Master, are you asking about the 'Spiritual Blood Technique'?" Seeing Mo Bai nodding, Xiao Zhu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not so stupid. I'm going to fight those guys with my life. I've seen this trick in your collection, so I just cut my palm and bleed it, and then added the 'Rapid Fresh Art' and a little illusion, and deliberately deceived them."

The little panda put his claws on his hips, widened his eyes angrily, and looked like "I'm cheating, I'm scared to death." Xiao Zhu stuck out his tongue and begged for mercy: "Okay, okay, I won't play this trick next time. Master, don't be angry. The most urgent thing now is to lift the forbidden spell on you."

Speaking of this, Xiaozhu's face became solemn. While recalling the description in the book, she said, "If I guess correctly, you not only got the 'Everything Returning Yuan' of Tianxuan Gate, but also the 'Armor-Binding God Talisman' of Chiyun Tower, plus the 'Duhan Vine' of the Ten Directions Palace, these moves are mixed together. Even if you ask the three sects to solve the curse, you may not be able to completely lift your ban. Master, what are you doing?"

Mo Bai thought for a moment, and suddenly grabbed the green bamboo stick on the ground, four words that were twisted on the mud:

Green frost thirty grass.

Xiaozhu snapped her fingers with a "snake" and said with a smile: "I remember the "Senluo Tuzhi" says that the Qingshuang thirty grass grows in Dingshan, and is guarded by demon spirits. No matter what, just have a way, Master, let's set off immediately!"

As he said that, Xiaozhu turned around, imitated the appearance of a warrior, and picked up his fists to Gui Haiming: "Brother Xiaoshe, thank you this time. We will have a chance to see you again in the future!"

Gui Haiming glanced at her faintly, but did not respond to a "goodbye". Instead, he raised the Panlong spear with one hand, pulled Mo Bai's back neck from her arms, and settled it on his right shoulder with the other hand. Without a word, the determination of walking with him was beyond words. Looking at the tall, thin and straight back in front of him, Xiaozhu raised the corners of his lips, and wrote a smile on his lips, writing it into his eyes as bright as the galaxy.

In that sunny late spring afternoon, Yue Xiaozhu, Guihai Ming, and Master Mo Bai met again in the green Qingchuan Mountains, and advanced and retreated together in front of the four demon-killing sects step by step.

At this time, Xiaozhu and Gui Haiming didn't know what difficulties and obstacles they would encounter, nor did they know what role they would play in their future vitality. They didn't know that they would go through many hardships and entrusted life and death, they would cut off their robes and make enemies, they would fight with their lives and stop until they died...

At that time, they just faced the warm mountain breeze and walked down the green peaks. In order to find a way to relieve the curse for Master Mo Bai, they embarked on a dangerous and strange journey together.
Chapter completed!