Chapter 434
Xin Yan’s voice trembled and her expression flustered.
Lin Yun and the others suddenly got up and surrounded them in an instant.
I saw Xin Jue, her face pale as snow, and a drop of blood from the center of her eyebrows slid down her nose bone. The blood scattered, like a white snowfield, with red plum blossoms, beautiful and picturesque.
Although the snow is cold, the red plum is arrogant and arrogant.
Suddenly, the vitality of Xin Jue in front of everyone disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The blood pouring from the center of the eyebrows was out of control, and it instantly filled half of that pale and handsome face.
“Brother, don’t scare me…”
Xin Yan cried and red eyes, her voice trembled, she wiped the blood from Xin Jue’s face like crazy.
But no matter how you wipe it off, the blood can’t be wiped off, like a flower, withering.
Lin Yun’s heart suddenly became empty, and the unspeakable bitterness blocked his throat, making him suffocated and weak. On weekdays, there are no surprises, there are always sharp edges hidden, like the eyes of stars and gems, at this moment desolate.
Whoosh!
The elder holding the sword and the elder Luo Feng came upon hearing the sound, seeing the situation, their expressions suddenly changed.
“this……”
Luo Feng’s voice trembled, and he couldn’t believe what he could see before his eyes.
The moment before, he was still immersed in the joy of Xin Jue mastering the innate sword intent, and the next moment, he saw the other party’s anger, like a gossamer, and his vitality was constantly dissipating.
He couldn’t accept it at all. His relationship with Xin Jue was not only an elder and a disciple, but also had many connections in it.
Thinking of the past and agreeing to his father’s instructions, his eyes suddenly became silky.
“Elder holding the sword, save my brother, save my brother…”
Seeing the elder holding the sword, there was a glimmer of hope in Xin Yan’s eyes, and she kept begging.
The elder can hold the sword with a look of embarrassment, his hand left from the pulse of euphoria, look helpless, and shook his head.
“Woo, how could this be… how could this be…”
Xinyan cried bitterly, her charming and glamorous face, she cried so heartbreakingly, like a flower from a rainforest.
Xin Jue, who was originally quite bearish about life and death, looked very anxious when she saw Xin Yan’s appearance.
He struggled to get up, wanting to hold his sister in his arms as usual.
“Ye Xinyan, don’t cry…”
But just halfway through the movement, he fell weakly.
“Brother!”
“elder brother!”
Everyone was shocked, and hurriedly gathered around, helping Xinjue up again.
But he closed his eyes weakly, and his arms hovering in the air moved halfway around like a tree branch, as if he was looking for someone.
“Brother, I am here.”
Xinyan was heartbroken and held this hand tightly and placed it on her face.
Feeling the temperature on his cheeks, Xin Jue’s pale face showed a smile, and there was no life left.
“elder brother!”
Xin Yan cried heartbreakingly, but no matter how she cried, Xin Jue couldn’t respond to her.
Puff!
In grief, Xin Yan’s blood was disordered, her heart attacked with anger, she vomited blood, and passed out to death.
“There is hope, there is hope…”
Lin Yun, who was panicked, suddenly thought of something, his expression moved, and he stepped forward and hugged Xin Jue’s body.
Such a move shocked everyone.
“Little Red!”
In the midst of suspicion, Lin Yun roared, shaking in all directions. In the voice, there is infinite sadness and panic.
Da da da!
In the mountains and forests, a blood-colored figure turned into lightning and rushed over, and the blood dragon and horse rushed madly.
Regardless of a lot, Lin Yun hugged Xinjue, turned on his horse, and ran wildly in the mountains and forests.
The dust was rolling in, and disappeared before everyone’s eyes in the blink of an eye.
“Lin Yun what is going to do…”
Anxiety flashed in Elder Luo Feng’s eyes, worried that Lin Yun would do something stupid.
“Let him go, maybe that person really can do it.”
The elder holding the sword looked sad and said weakly.
As the elder holding the sword, he was responsible for protecting Xinjue and Lin Yun. Xinjue’s death could not be separated from him.
No one can imagine the self-blame and pain deep in his heart.
“Where is he going?”
“Besides Burying Jianlin, where else can I take care of Xinyan so that nothing can happen to her, you know?”
Burial Sword Forest!
Elder Luo Feng’s eyes lit up. If Lin Yun can really rush to Jianlin Burying, there may be some hope.
But it would take at least seven days to bury the sword forest, even with the speed of the blood dragon horse.
After seven days, is there really hope?
“Little Red, hurry up, hurry up.”
The blood dragon horse running in the Silence Mountains has raised its own speed to the limit.
It flies like a flat ground, turning into a ghost, and its four hoofs are burning like flames. Although he is usually not serious, he can get along with Lin Yun for such a long time, not to mention that he is connected with one another, and he feels Lin Yun’s emotions.
The emotion of Lin Yun right now was something he had never touched before, the kind of sadness and regret that made him run with all his might.
Rumble!
The ground trembled slightly under its strong horseshoes, and it stood against the ancient trees supporting the sky, wishing to break everything in front of it.
Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!
The blood dragon roared in his heart, for the first time, hate himself, hate why he can’t be faster.
Under such a rush, in the blink of an eye, it was four days and four nights, endless sleep.
Lin Yun’s eyes were sunken, and when the imperial capital appeared in his vision, his eyes flashed with aura.
“Rush over!”
Ignoring the guards of the city gate, the blood dragon horse turned into a wisp of blue smoke and rushed away madly.
When the guards of the city gate woke up in shock, they had already disappeared from the sight of these people and rushed towards a secluded lake area in the outer city.
“Xiaohong will be here soon, trouble quicker.”
Lin Yun’s eyes were bloodshot, and his throat was hoarse, but he didn’t know it, he only felt the Xinjue behind him became colder.
The pain and anxiety deep in my heart are heavier again.
Along the way, he urged the blood dragon horse, did not know how many times he repeated it, his throat was almost silent.
The original seven-day journey took only four days abruptly and rushed over.
Looking at the misty lake in front of her, Xiao Hong let out a neigh, gritted her teeth and rushed over.
Cengceng!
The trace of true dragon blood hidden deep in its body burned completely and ran wildly over the lake.
Such a loud abnormal sound naturally alarmed the owner of this place long ago, and the array that was originally arranged on the water was gone without a trace.
The blood dragon horse didn’t go far, and the lake was covered with mist and disappeared.
On the shore, an old man in a quilt furrowed his brows and looked at this man solemnly.
“Thirteenth Lord, help me save one person!”
Lin Yun got off his horse, knelt on the ground, and slammed his head heavily.
“Get up and talk.”
The Thirteenth Master waved his hand and placed Xin Jue on the stone platform. When his eyes fell on Xin Jue’s cold body, a strange color flashed in his eyes.
Without a word, he walked over in silence, and put his hand on Xinjue’s brow.
Puff!
In a moment, a silver needle with the palm of the hand bounced over, shaking and falling to the ground.
Seeing this slender silver needle, there was a flash of killing intent in the thirteenth master.
Not over yet…