Xuan Lin blushed and couldn't hold back his laughter when he saw the weak and vulnerable female fairy in front of him. He felt even more angry at being teased in his heart.
He narrowed his eyes dangerously and said coldly:
"It seems you are ready to smile, right?"
Fu Yue bit her lip tightly, holding back tears in her eyes, and shook her head like a rattle.
"No, no... give me some more time to prepare."
Be prepared, she doesn't want to die at all.
The demonic power in Xuanlin's hand started to rise, but the four immortal guards also happened to rush over.
A blue barrier separated Xuan Lin and Fu Yue in time.
It was the silent guard of Milan Zexian who cast a protective circle on Fu Yue at night.
"You snake! Why can't you always get along with a little fairy?" Gu Yin's slender fingers swept the pipa strings, and sound waves hit Xuan Lin.
Heming and Changfengyi also began to attack Xuanlin together.
Fu Yue watched helplessly as Xuan Lin's body became increasingly violent.
He seemed very impatient and didn't want to fight with Xian Shou anymore. He only wanted to take Fu Yue's life.
So Xuan Lin also cast a magic spell, covering both Fu Yue and himself airtightly.
Fu Yue's eyebrows twitched, what's going on?
Why do you feel like you are the center of attention?
This is not the treatment that cannon fodder with low magic power deserves!
stressed.
She looked at the mana shield that exuded a dark and demonic aura and felt like crying without tears.
Shock! On my first day in the fairy world, why were the four great immortal guardians and the ten-thousand-year-old snake demon vying to take action for me?
[Xiaoye: Host, do you want to draw a talisman? Discount! 】
[Fu Yue: Don’t worry, the magic circle that Jiang Ye cast for me has not been broken yet. I can save as much health as I can. This is something I have not been able to do easily...]
"——Click"
Before Fu Yue could finish her words, the light blue protective wall was shattered by Xuan Lin's palm.
Fu Yue turned around and hugged the pillar behind her tightly, crying like a ghost.
[Fu Yue: Wow Xiaoye, I want to draw a talisman! 】
--jingle
Just as Xuan Lin's palm filled with dark red mist was about to touch Fu Yue's heart, a clear bell rang suddenly.
It was during this moment of stasis that Chang Feng's sword lay between Fu Yue and Xuan Lin, and he raised his eyebrows at Xuan Lin.
Xuan Lin dodged the sword and distanced himself from Fu Yue, and was separated by the immortals who came to rescue him.
Only then did Fu Yue slightly let go of the pillar, and glanced at the scene in front of her with empty eyes.
The sound of the bell just now came from the silver bell on the waist of the big snake demon.
Fu Yue recalled based on the setting in the book that this was the alarm sound of Xuan Lin's palace, Chongyuan Palace, being invaded by evil spirits.
But logically speaking, the demons flowing out of the demonic energy at this time are all very low-level. How can they pose a threat to Chongyuan Palace?
Before he could think about it carefully, Xuan Lin's cold voice came from the front.
"I will spare you today, but your life is already in my pocket."
After Xuan Lin finished speaking, he turned around, took two steps and flew up into the clouds.
Fu Yue curled her lips after heaving a sigh of relief and gave Xuan Lin an elegant middle finger.
She imitated Xuan Lin's tone, shook her head and said - "I will spare you today."
"Xuan Lin, don't leave!"
Fu Yue looked at Chang Feng who was shouting at Xuan Lin. She was a little confused - Xianjun, you can not be afraid of death but don't seek death. Please let him go. Thank you!
The long sword in Chang Feng's hand turned into ten, and they all tracked towards Xuan Lin, spinning rapidly in a circle around Xuan Lin, each sword energy was extremely sharp.
Seeing Xuan Lin being trapped by the sword formation and turning around, Fu Yue retracted his gesticulating hand in a wise manner, hugged his knees and lowered his head without saying a word.
Weak, helpless, and pitiful.
Xuan Lin glanced at the sword formation that surrounded him and said: "Chang Feng, you have made some progress recently, but it's a pity that trying to trap me is a dream!"
The black demonic energy around Xuan Lin swallowed up the sword array, and the swords exuding blue immortal energy suddenly turned around in the demonic mist, and all flew towards Chang Feng.
"Be careful."
Jiang Ye flashed in front of Chang Feng, and the blue protective formation covered the two of them.
Gu Yin and He Ming on both sides plucked their strings and shot arrows at the same time. When the offensive hit the swords that were counterattacked, the power of the swords was weakened. When those swords hit the blue formation, the formation would Protected the two of them.
Fu Yue looked at the four immortal guards and couldn't help but sigh: "The cooperation is really tacit."
But seeing no one in the clouds, Xuan Lin disappeared without a trace.
Fu Yue's hanging heart finally relaxed, and then she closed her eyes and fainted.
[Xiao Ye: Host! Host! 】
The old immortal king closest to Fu Yue touched his long beard and sighed: "It's good to be young, just fall asleep."
"Immortal Lord Yaowen, how long has it been since you looked at Miao Miao? He is dead, not asleep!" said Immortal Lord Wen Yan next to Yaowen.
"Xianjun Wenyan, you should also go and treat her eyes. She is fainted, not dead!"
"What?! Quick! Help me up!"
[Xiaoye: The host can save her again! Woohoo! 】
*
In the Immortal Realm, Liyue Palace.
When Fu Yue woke up again, the first thing she saw was the plain moiré tent ceiling. Just when she was wondering when her bed had this thing installed, she suddenly remembered that she had already worn a book.
No wonder the bed is so hard.
When she thought that she would have to sleep on such a hard bed for many days, Fu Yue couldn't help but rub the quilt into her arms and twist it.
Until she met the three people beside the bed in an extremely weird posture with her head hanging upside down on the edge of the bed.
Shangjun Yaowen smoothed his gray beard, with worry hidden in his eyes, and said to the little doctor beside him:
"What's wrong with this child... Miaomiao, are you sure she wasn't hurt here?" Yaowen tapped his temple with his finger.
Seeing this, Fu Yue jumped up from the couch and sat down like an old monk in meditation. She also made a gesture that made her Dantian angry, and then tried her best to show an awkward but polite smile.
"Ahem... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Fuyue. It must have been all the immortal monarchs who saved me. I can't thank you enough. May I ask what I call you the immortal monarchs?"
"I am Immortal Lord Yaowen, the Immortal Lord in Charge of Liyue Palace."
The little medical fairy who was just called Miaomiao clasped her hands together and shook her head, and said excitedly:
"I am Immortal Lord Miao Yi! Everyone in Liyue calls me Miao Miao. It has been a long time since anyone called me Immortal Lord! I am so touched!"
Chang Feng, who stood aside with a face as cold as ice, said: "Liyue Immortal Shou, Chang Feng."
"Fu Yue." Immortal Lord Yaowen thought for a while, "Good boy, I have never heard of this name before. Are you a loose immortal?"
"Exactly, I have never belonged to the four major immortal clans before."
"Since you are not from the Four Immortal Clan, why are you also in the Huan Yun Sea today to fight against the snake demon?" Chang Feng stared at Fu Yue expressionlessly, his tone full of caution.
That’s a good question, and it’s really on point.
Because Fu Yue also wants to know.
"Maybe...I am the atmosphere team?"
"What is the atmosphere group?" Chang Feng's expression darkened at the sight, "You'd better make it clear that Liyue does not accept people of unknown origin!"
The air pressure around him suddenly dropped, and the leaves on Immortal Miao Yi's head trembled and pulled together, and he tugged on Immortal Yao Wen's sleeves.
Immortal Lord Yaowen still narrowed his eyes and smiled kindly.
What about the emotional trio, one plays the red face, one plays the bad face, and the other plays the role of a clear and stupid college student?
"Say it!"
"Oh! The atmosphere team...means I'm very angry! I feel very - very angry about what Xuan Lin did!"
Fu Yue put her hands on her hips and looked very serious.
"So what if I am an insignificant Sanxian!? I will still dedicate my strength to the great cause of slaying monsters!"
[Xiao Ye: OK! This is so inspiring, host, applaud! 】
[Fu Yue: Hey, keep a low profile. 】
Immortal Lord Yaowen nodded: "My child, I have tested your immortal veins, and the aura is better than nothing. I wonder if you were seriously injured somewhere and did not recover, or did you come back?"
Fu Yue shook her head.
"No."
"No injuries."
"I'm a pure vegetable."
