Lu Qing'an was killed and his body turned into ashes and disappeared. Leng Yan looked at the city below, then she raised her hand and many blue ice butterflies flew out from her hand.
As soon as those ice butterflies appeared, they flew around Leng Yan. Then Leng Yan waved her hand and they flapped their wings and flew downwards as if they had received some instructions.
Then, the other sect disciples in the city saw some beautiful ice butterflies flying over, and when they felt the icy aura they brought with them, they knew that they were emitted by Leng Yan.
They didn't pay much attention to it. The cold air brought by the ice butterfly's flapping wings was like mist, and the cold air behind the ice butterfly was like elongated butterfly wings, bringing out a sense of sacredness and romance.
Then everyone saw the butterfly flying into the homes of the people. They were curious, and since the formation was mostly destroyed, several people followed Bingdie into the person's home.
Then they saw the ice butterfly squeeze in from the gap in the door, and they opened the door quietly and walked in.
Then they saw the ice butterfly fall directly on the forehead of the person who was sleeping on the bed. They felt something was wrong and were about to stop it when they saw the ice butterfly turn into a stream of light and sink into the person's forehead.
Then they saw that the person on the bed was wrapped in thick ice in the blink of an eye. Seeing this, the disciples immediately circulated their spiritual power in their hands, trying to melt the ice.
At the same time, he was also muttering in his heart, wondering what Leng Yan was up to. As a result, before the attack even landed on the layer of ice, his eyes widened.
The ice on the bed shattered instantly and turned into powder, and the person wrapped in the ice also turned into powder instantly. The disciple stared at the scene in front of him, feeling a little unbelievable.
But the next second, a black gas rushed straight towards his eyebrows. The speed was so fast that before he could react, the black mist was in front of him.
His eyes were wide open, and he seemed to be stupid and didn't react. His legs felt like they were filled with lead and he couldn't move a step.
Just when he thought he was going to die, he suddenly felt a chill in front of him. He shivered instantly from the cold, and then opened his eyes, and saw a small ice ball shrouding the black mist.
The mist slammed around but couldn't break free from the ice ball's restraint. At this point, the disciples realized that these people were the demons' evil spirits, but they had disguised themselves so well that they didn't sense the demonic aura and mistook them for ordinary mortals.
Fortunately, Senior Sister Leng Yan had the foresight to notice the abnormality in advance, otherwise they would all have died here today. Thinking of this, I felt relieved but also a sense of fear.
Now there are so many evil demons in a secret realm, so how many evil demons are hiding in the dark in the entire cultivation world? If Leng Yan can protect them once, can he protect them for a lifetime?
Thinking of this, he secretly decided that after leaving the secret realm this time, he must practice diligently. If that day really came, they would also be able to fight. Then he picked up the ice ball on the ground, put it away, went out, and continued to collect from other houses.
In the air, Leng Yan closed her eyes and sensed the ice butterflies released from everywhere. When she sensed that all the people formed by the evil spirit of the evil demons had been dealt with, she released some more ice butterflies. Only after she was sure that they had been completely dealt with did she feel relieved.
But at the same time, she also noticed something unusual. She closed her eyes and felt it, then confirmed the direction and quickly rushed towards it.
She returned to Mingyue Tower, released her spiritual sense, and searched carefully again with it. Then the Hanyue Sword appeared in her hand. The Hanyue Sword emitted a chilling cold air, giving people a strong feeling of murderousness.
Leng Yan turned several corners and finally arrived at the place she wanted. She pushed open the door, and then a handful of powder hit her face. Leng Yan had expected this.
When the child thought she had succeeded and was about to run away from Leng Yan, a finger hooked onto the back of her collar in a second. She ran so fast that her neck was strangled for a moment, and then she fell backwards due to inertia.
As a result, he didn't fall to the ground but bumped into Leng Yan's leg from behind and stopped falling backwards. The moment he bumped into Leng Yan's leg, a faint cold fragrance came from Leng Yan's body and filled his nostrils.
The child froze in an instant, standing stiffly, not daring to turn around and look at Leng Yan.
But just at this moment, Leng Yan suddenly became playful and asked in a slightly casual tone: "Whose child is this who ran here? Aren't you afraid of being robbed?" The child's face turned red in an instant when he heard this. He glared at Leng Yan fiercely and wanted to break free and escape from Leng Yan.
But her collar was tightly held by Leng Yan and she couldn't get it free. She looked at Leng Yan and spoke to her for the first time: "Let go." Her voice was soft and cute.
Leng Yan looked at the little kid in front of her who was about five years old, and said "Oh" in a slightly elongated tone.
Then he looked at the little carrot head in front of him and spoke again with a nonchalant tone: "You know what? It's very dangerous outside now. They're catching children."
Then, deliberately lowering his voice, he continued, "They coated the captured children in sauce and fried them in oil until they were golden brown. The bad guys next door were so greedy that they cried."
The child turned pale with fear after hearing Leng Yan's first words, but when he heard the last sentence, he was speechless and rolled his eyes at Leng Yan.
Leng Yan ignored her. After she finished speaking, she picked up the child by the collar, held him in her arms, and walked out of Mingyue Tower.
As soon as she stepped out of Mingyue Tower, the tower behind her collapsed instantly. The child in her arms seemed to be frightened and hugged Leng Yan's neck. Leng Yan was a little uncomfortable with her touch, but in the end she just frowned and said nothing.
But then the ground shook violently. Leng Yan realized something was wrong and appeared in the air with the child in her arms. Then she met a large group of sect disciples in the air.
When those people noticed her, they greeted her first, then lowered their heads and looked down intently.
Then everyone saw that the city below collapsed in just a few breaths, and the prosperous city became a ruin.
At this moment, Zhi Rong flew towards her on a sword, shouting, "Master, quickly throw the child you are holding down. There is something strange about her."
But before he could finish his words, everyone on Leng Yan's side noticed that their expressions changed drastically. They saw a trace of blood flowing from the corner of Leng Yan's mouth. She was holding the child in her arms and holding an ice cone as thick as her arm in her hand. At this time, the ice cone was piercing Leng Yan's abdomen.
Perhaps the child was not strong enough and the wound was not too deep. It was also likely that the child was afraid because it was the first time he did such a thing, so his hand deviated a little and did not pierce Leng Yan's Nascent Soul.
At this moment, there was dead silence all around, and even the sound of snowflakes falling on the ruins in the city below could be heard.
Leng Yan lowered her head and looked at the girl in her arms without any emotion in her eyes, not caring about the injuries on her body at all.
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