in2ebook Chapter 265 Don’t let go
Chapter 265 Don’t let go
The ground was covered in blood and corpses.
The injured families treated each other's wounds, and those with less severe injuries helped each other leave.
"Young Master, are you okay?" Xiao Yan came over and asked. He and Yun Zichu were also covered with scars, but fortunately, none of them were serious.
Tang Yixin looked at them with some relief. Their fate was completely different from that in the original book. At least they all survived.
Just before the war between the cultivators and the demons, the demons attacked first.
No one knew that in order to prevent the demon clan from coming forward to help the cultivator clan, the demon clan sent a large number of death-killing disciples to launch a surprise attack on the demon clan and assassinate Xuan Yuran.
The Death Killer sneaked into the Demon Clan's palace at night, and while the Demon Clan's disciples who were on night watch were sleeping, they shot a sharp short arrow straight into Xuan Yuran's chest.
It was at this moment that the pendant on Xuan Yuran suddenly lit up, saving Xuan Yuran.
That was the pendant that Tang Yixien gave to Xuan Yuran, which could block a fatal blow for him.
Although his life was not in danger, Xuan Yuran was in a coma.
In the original book, Tang Yixin did not accept Xuan Yuran as his disciple, so the demons did not send anyone to deal with the monsters.
Therefore, Tang Yixin did not know about this. He always thought that letting Xuan Yuran return to the demon clan was indirectly protecting Xuan Yuran.
Therefore, when the cultivators and the demons were fighting, the monsters were also resisting the demons in all aspects and eventually strangled all the death killers.
By the time the demon clan reacted, news came that the war between the demon clan and the cultivator clan had already ended.
"Master..." Xuan Yuran was lying on the bed with a high fever. His fair and innocent cheeks were flushed and he was murmuring "Master".
Su Mingyuan was sitting beside the bed, with tears in his big eyes, almost falling.
He hadn't slept for several days, taking care of Xuan Yuran, fearing that something might happen to his grandson.
After eating bowl after bowl of pills and ginseng soup, the fever of today finally subsided a little.
Those pig demon guards who had neglected their duties were being punished in the garden, shouting and screaming, their buttocks already swollen from being beaten.
I'm afraid I'll never dare to doze off while on duty again.
The disciples of the Tang family and some disciples of the aristocratic families rested and recuperated on the spot, taking care of each other's injured disciples.
Tang Yixin is the young master, and he was sitting aside listening to his disciples report the current casualties.
Tang Yuncang was seriously injured. After he knew that Tang Yixin was fine, he and Elder Ye returned to the Tang family first.
Sheng Qingye listened with bated breath, and was obviously relieved to hear that his father was fine.
Although the Sheng family also suffered casualties this time, fortunately not many.
Tang Yixien distributed the pills he brought to the seriously injured disciples to temporarily preserve their breath and consciousness.
Sheng Qingye followed Tang Yixin almost every step of the way, because they were still outside and Tang Yixin had no cultivation and was in danger at any time.
Not long after Yun Zichu and Jin Xiaoxiao left, they brought back more than a dozen carriages.
Tang Yixin was also injured and felt weak, so he, Sheng Qingye and Jin Xiaoxiao took a carriage back.
In the carriage, Sheng Qingye's hand never left Tang Yixin's shoulder. Tang Yixin also knew that he could no longer keep an eye on this wolf cub, but this was too blatant.
"Sheng Qingye, can you let me go first?" Tang Yixin said.
"No..." Sheng Qingye said neatly, and took the person into his arms.
Sitting opposite them was Jin Xiaoxiao, who was looking out the window with a calm expression.
He looked as if he was used to it.
Tang Yixien let out a long breath and didn't want to say too much. He was really tired.
Although Sheng Qingye's chest muscles were firm, they were still softer than the wood of the carriage.
He had lost his cultivation, and his whole body was in pain, and he felt like he was about to collapse.
The carriage swayed, and Tang Yixin became even more sleepy. Slowly, he leaned on Sheng Qingye's arms and fell asleep.
After all, he has no ability to break free from this embrace now, so he might as well just leave it like this.
Tang Yixian just slept in Sheng Qingye's arms like that. Against the backdrop of Sheng Qingye's black clothes, his profile outlined his extreme beauty, with a sense of weakness, and his long hair slid down in front of him.
Sheng Qingye looked at it and his eyes moved slightly.
Jin Xiaoxiao sat closer silently, reached out and gently lifted Tang Yixien's hair from his neck so as not to disturb his rest.
Even if he is in someone else's arms at the moment, it will not prevent him from looking at the person he likes.
He looked at the wounds of varying sizes on Tang Yixin's body. He hadn't had time to treat them yet. He would wait until he returned to the Tang family and slowly heal his wounds.
There was a hint of heartache in Jin Xiaoxiao's eyes.
Sheng Qingye raised his eyes to look at Jin Xiaoxiao, an inexplicable tacit understanding brewing. It had been a long time since they saw their master looking so relaxed and gentle.
It was very similar to the first time the four of them had been together.
This battle had put too much pressure on Tang Yixin, and now he could finally have a good sleep.
Although he knew that when he woke up he would face the threat of the wolf cubs.
However, in his heart, none of these were as scary as the demons and evil spirits.
Sheng Qingye gently hugged Tang Yixin's waist, allowing him to sleep more comfortably in his arms.
In this battle, the demons were defeated and the Demon Lord fled back to the Demon City.
He sat in the main hall, listening to his subordinates reporting casualties. When he heard that Chimei Bailiang had died in battle, he was so angry that he overturned the table in front of him.
He himself was also seriously injured, and he couldn't figure out where he had lost.
He had been planning for many years, and he had actually been planning for Murong Wan for many years as well.
Although he is a demon, he is very good at judging people. People are nothing but driven by desires, but he misjudged Murong Wan.
He could only think that it was because he trusted Murong Wan wrongly that he ended up in complete failure.
It is almost impossible for the demons to regroup.
Chimei Bailiang is dead, and Dayi and Dayu are also gone.
And the team they sent to the demon tribe was also wiped out.
The demon clan was actually already in disarray. He had originally thought that it would be best if he could subdue the demon clan.
The team of Death Killers he sent were all elites. He originally wanted to end the battle quickly and come back to support them.
"He's dead, right? The Second Prince is gone, right?" At this time, Aruo staggered in from outside the hall.
His hair was disheveled and his eyes were full of tears.
When he saw the expression on the Demon Lord's face, he finally knew that Chi Mei Bai Liang was really gone.
Aruo walked out of the Demon Hall in a daze, as if he had lost his soul.
The Demon Lord's dark and gloomy eyes were calm, and what he hated most was the death of Chi Mei Bai Liang. There was a gleam of hatred in his eyes, and he was determined to avenge his brother.
Tang Yixian, the evil spirits have been thinking about him for a hundred days, and they are so cruel.
He was killed so mercilessly. It turns out that all the cultivators deserve to die.