When he saw Bai Lingmiao returning to normal, Li Huowang immediately moved the jade lotus away and helped her to shake it.

"Miaomiao! Miaomiao!" When Li Huowang, who was extremely nervous, looked at Bai Lingmiao and opened his eyes faintly, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Senior Brother Li" Bai Lingmiao's pink eyes were full of grievances and sadness at this moment.

"It's fine, it's fine." Li Huowang, who felt very grateful, hugged her in his arms and patted her back lightly.

His gaze gradually moved upward, he looked at Zhuge Yuan in the air, and said silently thanking him.

If he hadn't been knowledgeable and had seen the usefulness of this jade lotus, Miaomiao might have something to do.

"Brother Li, you're welcome. It's just a simple task. Xiaosheng really didn't expect that this twelve-grade merit Jade Lotus would be with you. I thought I could have searched for it for a long time."

Li Huowang took a deep breath, and his left hand passed under Bai Lingmiao's knees, his right hand wrapped around her waist, picked her up directly, and walked outside the dark room. The two gods who had re-covered the red veil followed silently behind him.

He lowered his head and kissed Bai Lingmiao's white hair with a faint fragrance. Li Huowang whispered: "I know you feel sad, but there is always a sequence of things. When we pass this deadly natural disaster first, how about we have a good chat?"

Listening to the beating heart in Li Huowang's heart, Bai Lingmiao, who buried his head in his arms, nodded slightly. Compared to before, Bai Lingmiao is now silent.

The tunnel dug underground by the White Lotus Sect was not long. Li Huowang quickly broke through the White Lotus Lobby and walked out of the Bai Family Ancestral Hall along the stairs.

When the fighting sounds from the direction of the Bai family courtyard sank Li Huowang slightly, the matter seemed to be not over yet, he accelerated his pace to help there.

But just after a few steps, Li Huowang's expression slightly condensed, his body stiffened in place, and he felt extremely sensitive that he felt something was looking at him.

Gradually, Li Huowang's body trembled involuntarily. He didn't know why he was trembling, but his body seemed to have his own thoughts, and the trembling amplitude became larger and larger.

"That's it." Li Huowang's constantly trembling head slowly raised his head and looked at the dark sky.

The darkness spreads out layer by layer like a curtain, revealing the constantly tumbling Miluo Fan Qi below, the overlap of the spiraling heavenly way is extremely wonderful, and the purple zodiac that shines on the Jiang Mansion.

A drop of cold sweat slid down Li Huowang's cheeks and dripped on Bai Lingmiao's hands.

buried in Li Huowong's arms, she raised her head and looked at Li Huowong who was completely frozen at this moment. She also followed Li Huowong toward her head, but saw nothing.

"Senior Brother Li, what's wrong with you?" Bai Lingmiao's voice began to feel a little uneasy.

Just as she gently pulled Li Huowang's red Taoist robe with her hands, Li Huowang's mouth began to widen.

With a "click", as his chin opened and completely dislocated, a rapid, like a screaming crane came from the depths of his throat.

Once this sound appears, it will be contagious, almost assimilating all the sounds around it into the same sound.

Under the spread of this strange crane song, some roots began to stretch out along Li Huowang's black shadow.

When Bai Lingmiao felt something holding her shoes in the dark, she was anxious and tears in her eyes. "Senior Brother Li!"

The rapid and overlapping Heming did not stop, but Li Huowang heard Bai Lingmiao's request for help. He tried hard to close his eyes to isolate the impact of the things in the sky on him, but those eyes seemed to have become completely different from him and had no effect at all.

Suddenly, he held Bai Lingmiao's hands and raised them up suddenly, stretched out his index and middle fingers, and inserted them hard into his eyes and slammed them hard. His two eyeballs were directly locked down by him.

However, this was useless. The blood-filled eyeball stared at the thing in the dark sky!

When Li Huowang held both hands tightly and completely squeezed these two things, the screams in his mouth replaced the strange crane sound, and everything gradually returned to normal.

Li Huowang, whose body was exhausted, became weak and collapsed on the ground with Bai Lingmiao in his arms.

The second god and Bai Lingmiao were both alone and quickly helped Li Huowang up.

At this moment, Li Huowang's chin was completely dislocated, his mouth was wide open, and he was breathing heavily. His saliva was mixed with blood and sweat, and his saliva continued to flow down.

He looked very weak, as if his soul had been taken away.

Seeing that Bai Lingmiao was about to beat the drum, Li Huowang held her hand holding the drum whip. He pressed his chin with both hands and lifted it hard, returning the forehead bone to its position.

"Don't invite the immortals, the evil spirits are crazy in this situation! Those immortals may not listen to the orders, and they may not leave if they come."

Bai Lingmiao touched the two blood holes on Li Huowang's face with heartache, and asked with tears in his eyes: "Senior Brother Li, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly pull your eyes off?"

This problem made Li Huowang tremble suddenly, and his mouth began to open involuntarily again.

Immediately, Li Huowang raised his violently trembling hands to cover the blood hole in his face, and kept muttering to himself: "Don't want. Don't want or think that all sentient beings are troubled, and all troubles are suffering. All troubles are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor clean, neither increasing nor decreasing."

Everything I just saw appeared and disappeared in Li Huowang's mind.

After reciting the meditation mantra hundreds of times, when Li Huowang was about to raise his hand, he found that his palm was stuck on his face and could not be taken down by the blood scab.

With a twist in his heart, Li Huowang pulled his hands suddenly, and the eyes that had just stopped bleeding were gushing out of bleeding again.

Li Huowang listened to the surroundings, endured the pain and said, "Where am I now?"

"Master, you are in the Bai family compound. Hold on to it. I'll sprinkle some golden sore medicine in your eyes."

Hearing Lu Xiucai said this, Li Huowang stood up with difficulty, carried the sword and was about to walk outside.

"Master, Master, you don't have to go if you are injured like this. Master's wife, fools and Xiaoman have almost killed those sneaky people. Besides, they can't do it, and I'm still there."

As soon as Lu Xiucai finished speaking, the others hurried over to persuade him. Seeing that there was really no danger, Li Huowang sat down again, took out the "Fire Jacket Proverbs" and began to heal himself.

Accompanied by the stinging sound of flames burning the flesh, a layer of charred blood scab blocked the flowing blood.

After Lu Zhuangyuan wrapped Li Huowang's eyes in a roll of gauze, he sat there quietly, his ears moving slightly, listening to any movement outside, and thinking about worse plans in the future.

Just then, Li Huowang suddenly felt his arms and cheeks warm, and he heard violent cheers around him.

"So what's wrong?" Li Huowang held the hilt of the sword tightly and stood up suddenly.
Chapter completed!