allonlinenovel Chapter 116 Rong Xin is dead?
Chapter 116 Rong Xin is dead?
"Master, the phoenix has eaten Lin Xuxi." Wei Yuyun knelt in front of the master who was being supported.
The sect leader had just used medicine, but that medicine was made at the late Nascent Soul stage, so it was effective, but for a cultivator at the late Incarnation stage, it was not as effective as expected.
Therefore, the sect leader has not fully recovered at this time.
"Xier, what's wrong?" The sect leader pushed away Yin Li who was supporting him. His body swayed, and a fishy and sweet taste came into his throat again. He swallowed the blood back with force.
"Master's wife was eaten by a phoenix, and we don't know whether she is alive or dead." Wei Yuyun lowered his head.
Hearing this, the Sect Master looked up at the phoenix that was flying up from the foot of the mountain. After a moment of shock, he shook his head and said, "No, Xi'er should still be alive."
The Bingxu Sword is integrated with other swords. If anything happens to Xier, he will definitely know.
"You're still alive now, but what about next?" Tao Fengzhi asked, his voice trembling slightly while holding the folding fan tightly.
It’s okay now, but what about an hour later, or a day later?
No one can say for sure.
The wound on Lin Xuxi's back was bleeding all the time. The blood was eaten by the demon cultivator, which stimulated his appetite.
They were all starving. If their cultivation wasn't so low, they would have wanted to eat Lin Xuxi right then and there. But if they gradually depleted her cultivation, perhaps they could all get a piece of her meat.
There were countless demon cultivators, and she was trapped here and injured. Lin Xuxi gradually became weak, and her sword swing was no longer as fast and smooth as at the beginning.
He folded his arms and watched from afar, looking at this man who even Rong Xin feared and resented, but in his hands he was like a butterfly entangled in a spider web, so pitiful.
The butterfly is dying, and that desolation is truly a sad song.
These people really wanted to tear her apart and eat her whole. Lin Xuxi knocked away the demon cultivator that was biting her right arm. Now her clothes were torn and she was either bitten or scratched by the sword.
She was covered in blood, but the blood was like bait, attracting more demons to covet her flesh and blood.
The wound on her lower back was aching slightly. Lin Xuxi didn't know what had hurt her, but she felt the burning sensation of the wound spreading and burning her internal organs.
"Cough cough——" Lin Xuxi couldn't hold on any longer, so he knelt on one knee and supported himself with his sword.
The demon cultivators all around her were laughing crazily. When she was trying to stand up, the demon cultivators around her suddenly dispersed.
"Does it hurt?"
Lin Xuxi knelt on one knee, holding the hilt of the sword in his right hand. Suddenly, something stuck to his back, and the bloody smell made him nauseous.
"It must be painful, with so many wounds." A voice that was difficult to tell whether it was male or female.
It’s that demon cultivator in the Mahayana stage!
A hint of smile flashed in Lin Xuxi's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Kill me if you want. How can you be called a Mahayana cultivator if you tease me like this?"
"But, demon cultivators are just so cruel, aren't they?"
The smell of blood clung even stronger. Lin Xuxi tried to stand up, but was forced back down by the pressure. She knelt on both knees, struggling desperately to stand.
"Your spirit bone smells so good. Your natural spirit bone is indeed unique. No wonder she has always wanted it."
Lin Xuxi's whole body froze. She could feel something slowly sliding down from her neck. The smell of blood was so strong that it almost enveloped her.
"When you die, I will preserve your soul..."
"Don't bother with that." Lin Xuxi was so badly injured, but she still managed to smile and said, "Just take care of yourself."
Looking down, Lin Xuxi held a Bingxu Sword in his left hand. The Bingxu Sword was invisible; all you could see was Lin Xuxi's hand holding the sword and a stabbed wound in the blood mist, both emitting a chill.
"puff--"
Lin Xuxi suspected that Rong Xin was colluding with the evil cultivator, so when she discovered the other party's sneak attack, she did not dodge and took the attack head-on.
Only when she was injured would the other party lower his guard and deliberately expose his flaws for him to take advantage of. In order to get close to this demon cultivator, she had been enduring.
The Bingxu Sword is a magical weapon. Not to mention the Mahayana stage, even the Daozu has the strength to fight against it.
"You, you hahaha!"
Lin Xuxi was hit hard on the back of the head by the demon cultivator, and her body rolled several times. The Bingxu Sword was also suspended in the blood cloud, hovering above Lin Xuxi's head. No demon cultivator dared to come close to hurt her.
Bingxu Sword and the Sect Master were in tune with each other, and he could also sense that something was wrong.
In just a moment, the blood cloud slowly dissipated.
"Withdrawn?"
The blood phoenix, which was originally as powerful as a rainbow, suddenly dispersed and turned into countless blood clouds, gradually becoming chaotic like a headless fly.
Rong Xin saw this and gritted her teeth in anger: "What a damn thing! A Mahayana Stage cultivator can't even defeat a Spiritualization Stage cultivator like Lin Xuxi? Trash! It's completely useless."
Although she couldn't get rid of Lin Xuxi, she had to leave. She looked down at Jianhui, who was crying, and a trace of calculation flashed in her eyes.
Although the demon cultivators were scattered in small groups, they still posed a threat. With so many cultivators standing before them for so long, how could some of them willingly leave like this?
There were still a few groups of demonic cultivators trying to break through the barrier, but this time without the help of Mahayana cultivators, they simply couldn't break through the barrier.
"Jianhui, be careful."
Rong Xin pushed Jian Hui away and blocked him with her body, but she collapsed. She still pressed Jian Hui down, and a long iron rod as thick as a man's arm pierced her abdomen, right at her dantian.
"Aunt Xin!"
Everyone was so focused on the movements in the sky that they didn't notice the demonic cultivators plotting against them. Not to mention the others, even Jian Hui looked bewildered.
He had no idea what was happening at this moment, but he was still lying on the ground.
"Aunt Xin, Aunt Xin!" When Yan Yao picked up Rong Xin, he found that she was already dead. He first felt her pulse, then injected a trace of spiritual power into her, but found that she had no response at all.
Yan Yao looked up at the headmaster and said in shock, "Aunt Xin is dead."
"Impossible! How could she die in the blink of an eye?" Bai Shi squatted down and injected spiritual energy into Rong Xin. He found that Rong Xin's spiritual veins were like a pool of stagnant water. He became more and more puzzled and asked, "She is a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. She was stabbed with an iron pestle by those demonic cultivators outside and died without saying a word?"
He didn't believe it anyway.
"Get out!" Jian Hui pushed Bai Shi away and hugged Aunt Xin tightly in his arms, crying out loud, "Get out! Aunt Xin is dead, why are you still making up stories about her? Get out! Get out!"
"Then you hold your Aunt Xin. I'm going to see my master's wife." Yan Chuhua ran up the stairs. He was not sad and was even a little happy.
If Rong Xin dies, can the master and his wife reconcile?
"Aunt Xin, Aunt Xin, why did you save me? You should have let me die, Aunt Xin!" Jian Hui held the corpse and didn't let anyone get close.
In Xuanyu Sect, only Aunt Xin treated him the best, but why did the person who treated him the best also die?
"Aunt Xin, Aunt Xin."
Yan Yao watched as tears fell from his eyes, and for a moment he didn't know how to comfort him. He could only squat down, gently pat Jian Hui's back, and said, "Jian Hui, don't be too sad."
"How can I not be sad? Aunt Xin, Aunt Xin. Aunt Xin was the only one who treated me the best. Now she's dead. I'm not a heartless person like Zhou Jingyue. How can I not be sad?"
Aunt Xin, his Aunt Xin.
Without Aunt Xin, there would be no one to save him again and again.