Ye Xin slept very deeply. When she woke up from the bed, rubbing her messy hair, she didn't know how much time had passed.
She clutched her white pajamas and was stunned for a while. Looking at the electronic clock in the space, she realized that she had slept for half a month.
Ye Xin slapped Xingchen, who was drooling at the end of her bed, awake. "Wasn't I taking a bath? Why did you end up sleeping on the bed? Also, were you talking in your sleep? I feel like there's something buzzing in my ears."
Xingchen felt a pain in his butt and his little feet trembled, and he opened his little eyes in confusion.
"Master, what's wrong? Is it dawn yet?"
The sleepiness in its eyes had not yet dissipated, and saliva dripped shamefully from the corners of its mouth.
Ye Xin: “….”
How come it sleeps more elegantly than her!
Ye Xin turned her eyes away. Xingchen's silly look was simply unbearable to watch. She casually picked up a small thin blanket and covered Xingchen with it as he fell asleep again.
Ye Xin sat on the bed and woke up for a while before patting her cheeks and getting out of bed. When she came out of the space, half an hour had passed.
As soon as she stepped out of the room, she was startled by the message talisman in the sky. She rubbed her eyes, wondering if she was seeing things! Was this a spirit? Or was it a message talisman that had come knocking on her door?
Ye Xin shook off her tiredness and opened the barrier surrounding the courtyard. After the barrier closed, message talismans flew in one after another. She tore off a piece of paper and scanned it three lines at a time.
The more Ye Xin looked, the more solemn her expression became. After she finished looking at one, she directly spread out her mental power and took in all the communication talismans that were piled up as high as a person.
The letter contained a call from the Zi family. The Zi family was under siege by the enemy, and the disciples outside the family were asked to return quickly to help the family resist the enemy. The letter was signed half a month ago.
There were also some messages left by the two Zi Qi brothers. When they came to look for her, they found the door closed and the family would not wait for them. They only had time to leave a few words before returning home with Qin Yue and his wife.
After Ye Xin finished reading, cruelty gradually rose in his eyes and his face became gloomy.
She took a step and the jumping space disappeared on the spot.
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Zi Family
"Master, this is bad. The Ma family has sent out another demigod."
An elder of the Zi family hurried in. A fierce battle had just ended in the area he was in charge of. He saw another Golden Immortal coming in the air, so he ran back without stopping.
Zi Shao's expression tightened, and he immediately walked quickly into the yard without caring about the wound that was still being bandaged.
He looked up and saw a small black dot rapidly descending from the sky not far away. Judging from the posture of the golden fire protecting it, it was indeed a Golden Immortal.
Zi Shao covered his injured abdomen and called his eldest son, "Still haven't contacted the ancestor?"
"No, I couldn't even contact Xiaobao." Zihao rubbed his forehead tiredly. He had been sending communication talismans and felt like his brain was about to explode.
Fang Wenwen walked in from outside, holding a bloody sword in her hand. "Boss, you should recover first. Let Xiaoyue handle the matter of contacting the ancestor. Don't worry about Xiaobao for now. You must contact the ancestor."
"Mom, I understand."
Qin Yue helped the exhausted Zi Hao to sit down, and continued to take out a dozen communication talismans and spirit jades.
Fang Wenwen walked up to Zi Shao, holding the sword, not knowing how to start.
Zi Shao swallowed a rejuvenation pill, bandaged the wound on his abdomen again, and comforted Fang Wenwen, "I've already sent a message to Xiaoying, but the God Realm is too far away. I don't know if Xiaoying can make it back in time."
Fang Wenwen's expression tightened, but in the end she said nothing, swallowed a pill and walked out.
Xiaoying, you must see this in time! No matter what the final outcome is, the next generation of the Zi family must survive.
After Zi Shao and the others recovered their strength, they also went to the battlefield again. He snorted in his heart, so what if they are Golden Immortals? I will kill five of them. The Zi family is not afraid of them.
Outside the Purple Mansion, the bustling scenes on the streets in the past had long disappeared, leaving only the devastation after the war.
Some low-level spiritualists, fearing they would be affected, had already fled. Some high-level spiritualists were still watching from the mansion, wondering if this crisis was worth their time, or if they could take advantage of it.
The disciples of the Zi family opened up a battlefield two streets away from the Zi Mansion, and they were struggling to resist the opponent's fierce attacks.
Some people had big holes in their shoulders but still attacked the enemy, and some people had both legs broken but still managed to stop people who were running towards the Zi family.
Some of them were defeated and were hacked to death or burned to death, but before they died, they still pulled their enemies and chose to die with them.
Just like the Zi family motto, we are not afraid of death, but we must face death head-on. Even if we die, we must die cleanly and neatly.
After Zi Xun retreated from the battlefield, he covered his chest and sat down with his back against a big rock. Zi Qi was lying next to him.
Zi Qi's arm was injured by Jin Lun, and Fu Xueyan is treating him now.
Zi Xun swallowed the last pill in his storage bag, then covered his chest with his hands and complained to his brother with a grimacing face, "Brother, that guy Ma Shuan on the other side is such a jerk. He actually played dirty tricks on me from behind. Luckily I dodged quickly, otherwise that water arrow would have pierced my heart directly."
Zi Qi didn't even raise his head, picked up a bottle of pills next to him and threw it over, "Is this the only loss you can take?"
"How is that possible? Do you think I'm the type to suffer a loss? I broke that kid's legs. He won't be able to get out for a few days."
Zi Xun leaned against a large rock, tilting his head to look towards the front door not far away. "I wonder how Grandpa's injuries are doing. Now another Golden Immortal has arrived. Can the elders still withstand him?"
Fu Xueyan paused in her movement of the wood element and couldn't help but slap Zixun on the head. "Don't say anything unlucky. Your grandfather will be fine."
Zixun was beaten for no apparent reason. He wanted to say something but his mother glared at him. He could only shut his mouth, stretch out his injured left hand and obediently receive treatment.
In fact, they knew very well that their grandfather was attacked by three Golden Immortals at the same time, and the damage he suffered was definitely more than what seemed on the surface.
Zi Qi stood up with the help of the stone beside him, and looked at the direction of the battlefield with disgust. These greedy people, you'd better pray that you can survive today.
"Second brother, I'm going up first, you follow me quickly."
After covering his entire body with gold elements, he rushed towards the fiercest part of the battlefield.
Zi Qi rushed straight into a group of people who were fighting fiercely like a cannonball. After he recognized the Ma family, he knocked them out one by one with his punches.
Then he did not stop and flew quickly to the next place. In the same way, he beat up anyone he saw, leaving no chance for the other party to take advantage.
After Zixun recovered, he hurriedly joined the battlefield.
But his bad luck started again. When he rushed into a group of people, he found that this was the battlefield of the Spirit Emperor. He, a small shrimp in the Spirit Emperor stage, was seeking death by coming here.
Before Zi Xun could show off for even a second, he was whipped by an elder of the Ma family with a nine-section whip. His body, which had just recovered, was hit by another whip wound.
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