The black shadow under Xue Chenjing's feet condensed into wings. The black wings were previously injured by the magic chain, and the wing bones were broken into several sections and twisted beyond recognition. He carefully connected the broken bones of the black wings and dripped blood to make them recover.

The pair of wings kept trembling under his hands, and a lot of feathers fell off. The feathers fell to the ground and dispersed into ethereal magic breath and disappeared. The feathers he used magic breath to produce were not as fast as it was shaken off.

Xue Chenjing frowned, raised his hand and slapped it, and he also hissed in pain, scolding: "Don't shake it, you will be bald if you shake it again. If you can't fly, I will crush you and feed you to other demons."

A pitiful bird cry came from under the wings, and it shook even more violently. Xue Chenjing snorted and said impatiently: "I know you are in pain, but don't I feel pain?"

He was very afraid of pain, and the demon that lived with him was also particularly afraid of pain. Except for the bone demon, the bone demon had no sense of pain. Even if the bones were broken into pieces, it would not feel pain, so Xue Chenjing liked to use it very much.

But that guy was useless, with only bones and could not fly.

Xue Chenjing took some time to connect the broken bones of the wings. The demonic breath overflowed from his body, and the black shadow turned into pieces of slender feathers covering the black wings.

After doing all this, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, lay on the wings, and ordered: "Let's go to Wangye."

The black wings took him up and rushed to the abyss.

Xue Chenjing came out of the abyss and looked at the vast sky. Tonight is another full moon night. The full moon hangs high in the clear night sky, casting a silver glow like snow and frost.

If it is on the sea, all lights are turned off, and only the moonlight shines on the Spirit Island, the waterfall hanging on the isolated peak is like the Milky Way, hanging from the sky, and the splashing water is like pearls. It is the most beautiful night view on the Spirit Island.

I don’t know if it has been destroyed there. There should not be many righteous monks still alive on the outer islands, and they don’t pose any threat. With Ah Yi here, it should not be destroyed, right? I hope she can see such a beautiful night view.

Spirit Island on the sea.

Yu Yi woke up from her meditation and finally stabilized her realm. She walked out of the wooden building and took a look at the full moon reflected on the sea. The scenery of this place was as beautiful as a paradise. It was hard to imagine that this was a place that a demon spent several lifetimes to build.

She stepped on the vine bridge connecting the branches, flew down from the wooden building, and landed on a thick tree trunk at the bottom. The tree trunk was cut into a platform, which was the place where the Emperor's chariot was parked.

When Senior Brother He saw her figure, he immediately folded his wings and flew here. He landed beside her and called out twice quickly, asking her if she was going to look for Xue Chenjing. He spread his wings and couldn't wait to pull her onto his back.

It seems that during the time when she was in seclusion to build her sword realm and the two of them were alone together, their relationship has made great progress.

Yu Yi touched its head and replied, "To return to the land from here, we have to cross a sea storm zone. It is better for us to take a car."

Senior Brother He looked back at the chariot and felt scared when he thought of the ferocious nine-headed bird. It even walked around the totem of the nine-headed bird on the chariot on weekdays and did not dare to get too close. The

totem of the nine-headed bird was engraved on the entire outside of the imperial chariot. The sacred tree was dark red, and the lines engraved on it changed with the color of the nine-headed bird's feathers. It had many colors of feathers, and the nine heads were of different colors, which was very gorgeous, so that the totem on the chariot also flashed colorfully under the moonlight.

Yu Yi circled the chariot and knocked on various parts of the chariot, trying to wake up the nine-headed bird.

The totem on the chariot body swayed slightly, and the light was like rippling water. The nine-headed bird turned its head attached to the chariot, looked at her, and closed its eyes again, obviously not buying her account.

Yu Yi knocked on its bird head again and said, "I'm afraid your master is in a bad situation now. If he dies, you should disappear too, right?" @無限好文，盡在晉江文學城 The

nine-headed bird heard this and opened its eyes again. All nine heads were raised from the wall of the chariot, staring at her with fist-sized eyes. From their fierce eyes, it can be seen that they do not want to be ordered by her.

Yu Yi met their gazes, without the time to reason with them. A cluster of sword fire emerged from her palms, the flames were hot and white, and this small flame alone burned the surrounding moist air and made it boil, emitting sizzling mist.

The tongue of fire followed the direction of her fingertips and hung threateningly an inch away from the chariot.

Yu Yi curled her lips and smiled slightly, and ordered in an irresistible tone: "Take me to find your master."

The totem of the nine-headed bird screamed because of the burns of the flames, and the carvings on the body of the chariot shone brightly. Colorful streamers of light of the same color as its feathers rushed out from the chariot. After landing, it turned into a nine-headed monster bird with its wings spread wide. The nine heads drooped together, opened their sharp beaks, and roared at Yu Yi at the same time.

Yu Yi raised her head and looked at the huge bird shadow looming over her head. Visible sound waves emanated from the bird's beak and rushed in front of her.

Her sleeves fluttered, and sword lights suddenly appeared around her, splitting the sound waves rushing in front of her. She looked up at the bird head in the middle, her eyes met its golden eyes, and she did not retreat a single step.

The sword fire in Yu Yi's palm became brighter, like a blooming red lotus fire, with a burning red center and blazing white edges. The water vapor in the surrounding air was evaporated, and the fire licked the feathers of the nine-headed bird, making it afraid.

Yu Yi's face was calm, her dark eyes reflected the shadow of the nine-headed bird, and she said, "Be good, take me to find him." The

nine-headed bird tightened its claws, scratching the ground with a creaking sound, and its sharp nails sank into the tree trunk, scratching out several deep cracks. One bird head finally lowered its head and made a bowing gesture, and the other bird heads followed suit.

Only one bird head with blue feathers was obviously a stubborn one, and was unwilling to surrender so easily. When it was dragged by the other bird heads to bow its head, it suddenly screamed, opened its beak, and pecked at her.

A thick smoke blew out of its mouth, instantly covering the place where Yu Yi was standing, and the place where the smoke touched was immediately corroded into a large pit.

Senior Brother He was horrified and rushed over from another branch, spreading his wings and flapping them desperately, trying to blow away the cloud of smoke that enveloped the platform. But after the thick smoke dispersed, Yu Yi was nowhere to be seen. The

blue-feathered bird chirped in confusion and was about to look up when it saw a shadow suddenly falling from above, stepping on its head and directly stepping it into a large pit eroded in the ground.

The sharp blade of the Green Bamboo Sword pressed against its neck, and the flowing electricity and fire burned all the beautiful blue feathers on its head.

Yu Yi used his toes to press hard on its bald face, and with the rest of his eyes he glanced at the other birds in a warning tone, saying coldly, "Don't force me to really slap you."

The other birds immediately retreated, and all wanted to hide behind the other birds, fearing that the feathers on their heads would also be burned to ashes.

On the other side, in the night sky, Xue Chenjing suddenly woke up, and hurriedly raised his hand to touch his hair. He was relieved to confirm that his hair was intact.

Yu Yi really liked to touch his hair. When they kissed, she would often tangle his hair with her fingertips. She didn’t know how disappointed she would be without hair.

Just now, the feeling of being burned bald was too strong to be a dream.

Xue Chenjing rubbed his brows, trying to trace the source of that feeling. He coexisted with monsters. As the main controller, he could receive the five senses of the monsters that coexisted with him. If he wanted, he could also pour his five senses and thoughts into them to control them.

But he was in a daze just now, and he couldn’t tell which monster the feeling of being burned bald came from.

However, before he could trace the source, several white lights suddenly shot out from the dark forest, forming a trap that blocked his way. Xue Chenjing had encountered several ambushes on his way west.

These righteous monks all knew where he was going, and they did their best to stop him.

He could now sense the location of the heart fire and the tower that suppressed the demons, which meant that the realm that Xue Mingyuan had formed with the heart fire as a sacrifice and his strong mind that cared about the lives of all people in the world had cracks.

As long as he got the heart fire back, no one would be his opponent.

Xue Chenjing stood up from the black wing, looked at the monks attacking him from all directions, and jumped into the formation.

On the sea island, the nine-headed demon bird dragged the emperor's chariot and soared into the sky above the tree island. The demon bird's huge wings stirred up a strong wind, blowing the sea into waves. The moonlight fell on the colorful feathers of the nine-headed bird, reflecting the gorgeous light. The bald bird among them looked particularly miserable.

The chariot drove into the sky, and the cold wind blew the bald bird shivered. It twisted its neck and tried to get under the feathers of the bird next to it.

However, its fate with birds was obviously not good. The two bird heads next to it were unwilling to take it in, and they opened their mouths and made mocking shrieks. The

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Yu Yi sat cross-legged on the couch in the car, meditating, entering the realm of swordsmanship with her soul. When the car was bumpy, she almost fell to the ground, and Senior Brother He was almost thrown out of the car window.

Her voice came from the car, threatening: "If you don't behave, I will pluck all your bird feathers."

The fighting bird heads immediately separated, emitting mournful cries, scolding each other, blaming each other, and occasionally asking for help from their master who was far away in the sky. However, the carriage returned to calm.

The Emperor's carriage was like a ray of light and shadow speeding through the clouds. Even if it rushed into the storm zone on the sea, it dared not shake at all.

In the dense forests and mountains, Xue Chenjing broke through the trap and ran forward with the dense sword lights chasing him. His heart skipped a beat, and he lowered his head hastily when he crossed a swamp.

Seeing the flying tail of his hair projected on the water surface, he felt relieved.

This time he sensed the source of the thought, it was the nine-headed bird guarding the chariot. This stupid bird has always been under the threat of hair loss, and this feeling was also transmitted to Xue Chenjing's heart, making him always worry that his hair would be bald.

But at the same time, he also felt that the Emperor's chariot had left the Spirit Island.

- Ayi, she came to find him.

Xue Chenjing was distracted and was almost pierced by a sword light. When he dodged, he suddenly stepped on something. He lowered his head and saw the familiar wooden wishing sticks, and his scalp went numb.

He wanted to retreat immediately, but it was too late. The surrounding grass, trees, and sword shadows all faded quickly in his eyes, and the light flooded into his eyes. He stepped out of the wilderness into a busy street. Next to him was a house with a tall gate, and a plaque hung under the eaves.

"Xue's house." Xue Chenjing glanced at the familiar gate in his memory and sneered, "Human thoughts are bound, and human thoughts are bound again."

Why do their thoughts all want to trap him?

Do you really think you can trap him like this?

Xue Chenjing looked at the house in front of him with a grim look, and the devil's breath surged in his palm.

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The heavy door suddenly creaked and opened a crack. A gray-haired man appeared from behind the crack of the door. He was thin but his back was straight. His face was old and had features similar to Xue Chenjing's.

There were deep wrinkles between the man's eyebrows, and he was shrouded in an indissoluble cloud of sorrow. When he looked up and saw him, his eyes widened a little, and his expression was full of disbelief.

Xue Chenjing looked indifferent, watching his father raise his sleeves and rub his eyes in disbelief, and then looked up again.

After a long while, as if he finally realized that the person in front of him was not his illusion, Xue Xingzhi stumbled out of the door, walked towards him, and trembled, "Chen Jing, you're back?"

Xue Chenjing paused, subconsciously put his hands behind his back, and the demonic aura surging from his fingertips disappeared again.

Chen Jing, he was calling Chen Jing.