There will be no results after three days and three nights. He is tired now and needs to go back to rest, thinking about **** Lin Ziyi that stinky boy, so that no one can control his charm puppet. .

After Liancheng finished speaking, he looked at Long Yetian and Lin Yunxi with a weird smile, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

Several great masters looked at them, and then retreated.

A white belly has appeared on the horizon, the first ray of sunlight in the morning penetrated the thick clouds, and the glow was red like blood.

Under the gloomy sky, Long Yetian withdrew his magic soldiers, like a **** on earth, instantly regaining calmness.

If it weren't for the ruins to prove that there was a fight here, the scene that was cleared out at that moment was shocking!

"Puff..." Lin Yunxi suddenly vomited blood.

She was seriously injured by Jinse, her meridians were damaged by her palm, and she was also injured by her Red Demon. He had been fighting Liancheng just now, and he had been holding on.

Now that Liancheng had left and slackened, she couldn't hold it anymore.

Long Ye looked at the sky and quickly hugged her to the ground.

"Xixi, how are you?" A touch of distress crossed his eyes. When fighting Jinse, he knew that she was hurt.

Lin Yunxi shook her head slightly. She slowly glanced at her arm with a migraine. The blood stains on her white clothes were black.

She pulled it away and saw that after taking the spirit liquid, the wound still hadn't healed, and the wound turned black. She was slightly shocked. She was injured by the red demon, and the wound won't heal unexpectedly.

Long Ye's eyes were about to split, and he said angrily: "Xixi, Jinse's red demon practice is contaminated with a lot of evil spirits, I'm afraid you will leave a wound this time."

Lin Yunxi smiled indifferently, "Leave it and leave it! The wounds injured by the Red Demon's training are difficult to heal." And the injured people will also suffer a lot.

The severe pain in her body before, I'm afraid she will never forget it for the rest of her life.

"Mother." Lin Ziyi flew to Lin Yunxi's side. Seeing Lin Yunxi's mouth with blood stains, he frowned and looked at his mother in distress.

"Mother, you are hurt."

Lin Yunxi looked at him and shook her head softly with a smile, "Yi'er, mother is fine, have you been hurt?"

Lin Ziyi shook his head quickly: "Mother, Yi'er is fine, but my brother fainted."

"Chen'er." Lin Yunxi's heart felt distressed.

She said: "Yi'er, let your brother come out and let my mother take a look."

At this time, Jing Yan, Jun Yuheng, and Yun Tengfeng came over.

Jing Yan said, "Miss Yun, it's almost dawn. Chen'er was just fainted by the shock. It's not a big deal. Why don't you go back and see again!"

He looked at the black blood on her arm, his eyes flashed, and he was not talking.

Lin Yunxi nodded, looked at Jun Yuheng and Yun Tengfeng and asked, "Father, brother, are you all injured?"

Jun Yuheng's white clothing was also stained with a lot of blood, but it had dried up long ago, showing a dark red color, but these were more or less his own blood.

But after eating the spiritual liquid she gave them, the wound healed, and the pain was relieved.

He said mildly, "Xi'er, a little injury, it won't get in the way."

"Xi'er, the eldest brother is fine." Yun Tengfeng also smiled.

"That's good!" Lin Yunxi was relieved a little, it was her and Ye's business, and they were also mixed in. I really couldn't help them.

Especially the fourth brother!

Lin Yunxi smiled and said, "Father, brother, Jing Yan, let's go back!"

When Jing Yan heard this, he smiled and joked: "Although you have recovered all your memories, you are still different. You are a person who never says thank you."

When Lin Yunxi heard it, she raised her lips and smiled, "Jing Yan, people will change."

"Yes, people will change." It's just that she has become like this, which is more humane.

He likes her like this, not like her before, so high above, and feels a lot more intimate.

"However, you have also changed. You are more indifferent than before." Lin Yunxi also looked at Jing Yan and smiled. A hundred years have passed, and the years have spared him. He is still as young as before, and still like that. Fenghua is peerless, still so immaculate.

It's still the same style.

Jing Yan smiled rarely, "Maybe it's getting older, right?"

"Haha..." Lin Ziyi laughed unceremoniously.

Jing Yan suddenly looked down at Lin Ziyi, wondering why he laughed?

He looked at him suspiciously, but did not speak.

Lin Ziyi stopped laughing and asked with a smile: "Uncle Jingyan, Yi'er has a question for you?"

"Yi'er, you say!" Jing Yan said.

"Uncle Jing Yan, that Yi'er is welcome."

Jing Yan smiled slightly, and Yi'er didn't seem to be very polite.

Lin Ziyi smiled and asked, "Uncle Jing Yan, how old are you this year?"

Jing Yan knew he wanted to ask this question. He glanced at Long Yetian and replied without hesitation: "Similar to your father's age."

Lin Ziyi frowned: "Uncle Jing Yan, how much is this difference?"

Jing Yan glanced at Long Yetian again, with a calm tone: "Yi'er, you have to ask your father about this, I don't remember much."

Lin Ziyi: "..."

His eyes suddenly looked at Daddy curiously, and Long Yetian smiled dozingly, "Yi'er, Daddy just turned 30 this year."

"??" Lin Ziyi.

"Daddy, I didn't ask you about this. Daddy said, how old is Uncle Jingyan?"

Long Yetian raised his eyebrows and looked at Jing Yan, his eyes were weird, and he smiled: "He..." He stopped talking freely.

"Daddy, don't hang one's appetite, it's too unscrupulous." Lin Ziyi complained.

Dad broke down with his mother.

Long Yetian lightly shook his head and laughed, "Yi'er, Jing Yan is just a thousand years old this year."

When Jun Yuheng and Yun Tengfeng heard it, they were also extremely shocked.

Jing Yan's appearance does not seem to be around 27 or so.

"Uh..." Lin Ziyi's voice came from her throat, and she sat on the ground in shock. Several people watched his movements with their eyes kept and couldn't help but laugh.

Lin Ziyi sat on the rock, his little **** was so painful that he grinned a little, and he still looked up at Jing Yan.

He stammered: "One, a thousand years old, then, Uncle Jing, isn't that a thousand-year-old monster?"

Jing Yan frowned slightly when he heard it, but he agreed with him.

He can't remember his exact age.

He and Long Ye are the longest-lived people in Demon Realm.

"Uncle Jing Yan, then you are really very old and very old." Lin Ziyi felt that Grandpa was already old enough.

Unexpectedly, uncle and dad are older.

No, no, his father is no longer that age.

Jing Yan smiled and walked over, reaching out and pulling him up.