Chapter 5091: Cold-blooded
Just before Long Xie was about to die at Shimen, the life in his body was about to be sucked dry.
The Shimen finally released its hold on Long Xie, allowing him to get out of trouble.
"Ahem."
Long Xie gradually felt exhausted and fell directly on the steps beside the stone door.
At this time, he looked like an old man whose days were running out, and his body was covered with age spots.
"Long Xie, I will never forget the sacrifice you made for our leader."
"You wait here for now, I will come back as soon as I go!"
The evil leader said excitedly, without even looking at Long Xie who had consumed so much for him.
He went straight to the stone and began to recite mysterious spells.
Under the chanting of the Evil Alliance Leader, the stone door slowly rose upwards, revealing the bright road inside.
Long Xie leaned on the stone steps and glanced back at the evil leader who walked quickly inside, with a hint of relief in his eyes.
He already felt that the evil element in his body could not last long.
It was already impossible for the evil leader to walk out of the tomb.
And it was impossible for the evil leader not to see this. Long Xie, who knew him very well, knew that these were just words to coax him.
The leader of the evil alliance entered the mausoleum, but he didn't know how long it would take to come out.
And by the time he came out, Long Xie might have already dissipated between heaven and earth with the wind.
But despite this, Long Xie, who had seen through everything, did not complain at all, and only had a sense of relief in his heart.
Finally, he could devote his life to the alliance leader.
I don't know how much time passed, the world in front of me gradually became blurry, and Long Xie felt that his life was coming to an end.
At this moment, a burst of footsteps approached from far away, and finally came to his side.
"This is…"
A somewhat familiar voice came from his ears, and Long Xie's eyes that were about to close suddenly opened wide.
At the same time, he saw clearly who was coming.
He saw Zhang Yifeng and Su Zhirou standing in front of him, and behind them, there was a figure that shocked Long Xie.
It was none other than Nu Xie, one of their twelve ghostly fellow practitioners.
"Nu, Nu Xie, why are you with them..."
Long Xie reluctantly opened his mouth, his voice revealing an unprecedented sense of weakness.
Zhang Yifeng was still curious about who the old man lying in front of the mausoleum was.
After hearing his voice, I subconsciously felt that it sounded familiar.
But looking at the old man's face and the indistinguishable aura of aging on his body, for a while I still didn't realize that this man was actually Long Xie who had fought with him.
On the contrary, it was Nu Xie who knew this fellow practitioner for many years very well.
Looking at his appearance at this time, a look of astonishment also flashed in his eyes.
After thinking for a long time, Nu Xie did not respond to Long Xie's inquiry.
On the contrary, a red evil force flew out from his palm and directly sealed Long Xie's mouth, preventing him from continuing to speak.
"Why, this person also has a grudge against you?"
Zhang Yifeng's eyes flashed upon seeing this, he turned his head and asked Nuxie.
After leaving the cave, Zhang Yifeng took back the restrictions on Nu Xie.
Because he knew that Nu Xie would no longer attack him. At the same time, even if Nu Xie did, he would not be a match for Zhang Yifeng and Zhang Yifeng.
Leaving restrictions on Nu Xie would not bring much benefit to Zhang Yifeng. It would be better to let him regain his freedom.
Maybe when the real danger comes, Nu Xie will still be able to hold on for a while.
"So be it."
Nu Xie was hesitant in his words. He didn't dare to look into Zhang Yifeng's eyes and replied in a low voice.
Seeing his appearance, Zhang Yifeng's eyes became more profound, but he didn't say anything.
"Then let's go inside first. If you have anything to say, tell him slowly."
With a calm voice, Zhang Yifeng walked directly into the mausoleum with Su Zhirou, not caring about Long Xie lying on the ground.
Seeing Zhang Yifeng enter the mausoleum directly without worrying about this matter, Nu Xie breathed a sigh of relief.
He is really not suitable for lying, and if he continues to talk, he will be exposed.
After confirming that Zhang Yifeng had no intention of coming back, Nu Xie took back the evil power sealed in Long Xie's mouth.
"Long Xie, how did you become like this?"
"Even the evil energy in the body has been damaged into this kind of virtue."
Nu Xie asked with a frown, and he could see the situation inside Long Xie's body at a glance.
The evil skills practiced by the twelve ghosts are of the same origin, so they naturally understand each other.
The only reason why Long Xie could be injured like this is because his evil element was severely damaged.
"Angry, angry evil, have you betrayed my lord?"
The first thing Long Xie said was to ask Nu Xie if he had betrayed the evil leader.
He looked directly at Nu Xie with thick anger in his eyes.
"That's not the case, I was just captured by them."
"As for betraying the leader, it depends on how the leader treats me."
"After all, I can't be like you and serve the leader wholeheartedly."
Nu Xie replied calmly upon hearing this.
"you…"
Long Xie took a deep breath. After a while, he seemed to have thought of something, and his expression gradually became calm.
"You haven't said who it is? It hurt you so badly."
"I saw the stone door opened early. Could it be that the person who entered was the one who hurt you?"
"Could it be those two Immortal Realm monks or that weird black ball?"
Seeing that he had no intention of answering, Nu Xie asked directly.
"neither."
After pondering for a long time, Long Xie looked sideways and replied, unwilling to discuss this matter too much.
Seeing Long Xie's behavior, Nu Xie scratched his head helplessly, not knowing what was causing his madness.
"Okay, you should hurry in and join those two people."
"The longer you stay out there with me, the more suspicious they will become of you."
Long Xie turned his head and spoke in a weak voice.
At the same time, an irresistible feeling of drowsiness hit his heart, and Long Xie's eyelids gradually began to close.
He knew that once he closed his eyes, he would never be able to open them again.
Listening to the footsteps that began to ring in his ears, Long Xie felt neither sadness nor joy in his heart, quietly waiting for death to come.
However, the next second, an arm suddenly pressed on his shoulder.
At the same time, a large amount of evil power poured into Long Xie's body along the palm and began to repair his injuries.
The evil energy, which had been drained of evil power and was riddled with holes, gradually recovered under the irrigation of these evil powers.
Long Xie's aging state began to fade, and his whole body once again returned to his previous appearance of a young and strong man.
"What are you doing?!"
Long Xie suddenly opened his eyes, took off the arm that was pressing on his shoulders, and shouted at Nu Xie in shock.
"It's nothing. How can I, a long-time practitioner, just sit and watch you die here?"
"It would be ridiculous for the head of ghosts to die here."
