Infinite Myth Counterattack

Chapter 190 Comprehension
"If you don't want her to die, just stand there and don't move."

The leader of the Devil's Cult held Lin Shiyin back to a rockery, with his back against the rockery, so that he would not be surrounded.

He shrank behind Lin Shiyin, with only one eye protruding from her neck, and shouted at Li Xunhuan.

Little Li Feidao is famous all over the world. People in the martial arts of this era face Li Xunhuan, just like people in later generations face a top sharpshooter. They never dare to expose their body to the opponent's sight.

Li Xun Huan stood two feet away, she did not dare to go any further, Lin Shiyin turned into a marionette at this moment, she looked at Li Xun Huan with empty eyes, her face was numb.

There were no more tears in her eyes because the tears had run dry.

Her life is unfortunate, the person she loves, abandons herself, and the person who loves herself dies for herself...

She really didn't have the motivation to live anymore, if it wasn't for the concern of Long Xiaoyun, she would have given up on herself and chose to go with Long Xiaoyun.

Looking at Lin Shiyin's numb and pale face, Li Xunhuan's heart was pierced like a knife, but he wanted to force himself to calm down.

He hated him so much, hated himself for not coming to Xingyun Village earlier, if he had come a little earlier, perhaps Long Xiaoyun would not have died, and she would not have lost her support.

On the other side, Luo Changfeng passed by the side of the last member of the Demon Cult who was still standing, and his figure finally stabilized. He slowly put his sword back into its sheath, and when he left his waist, he quietly pulled out A throwing knife.

He stood diagonally across from the head of the Devil's Cult, and Tie Chuanjia was opposite him, standing diagonally across from him on the other side.

Eight Feijian Villa disciples stood behind the three in a fan shape, surrounding the leader of the Demon Sect in front of the rockery.

Sun Xiaohong helped Sun Tuozi, who was kneeling on one knee and gasping for breath, and said nervously, "Second Uncle, how is your injury? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Sun Tuozi put some dots on himself, temporarily sealing the acupuncture points at the wound, then he glanced at Sun Xiaohong and said, "I'm fine, this wound can't kill me, why are you here?"

Sun Xiaohong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's a long story, I'll tell you later!"

Long Xiaoyun, who was lying on the ground over there, seemed to see Li Xunhuan coming, and finally swallowed his forced breath, and slowly closed his eyes, as if he was in peace.

Long Xiaoyun lay on Long Xiaoyun's body, desperately shaking Long Xiaoyun's body, crying, "Father, wake up, I don't want you to die, I know I'm wrong, Daddy, don't die..."

After crying for a while, he also fell into a coma due to his serious injuries and remorse.

Sun Tuozi looked at the fainted Long Xiaoyun, snorted coldly, and said, "If I knew today, why bother?"

He has been guarding near Xingyun Village for many years, so he is no stranger to Long Xiaoyun, and he knows exactly what kind of character this kid is.

He also roughly understood the reason why the Demon Sect slaughtered Xingyun Village, so naturally he would not have a good impression of this arrogant, vicious and vicious child.

Li Xunhuan looked at the leader of the Demon Sect who kidnapped Lin Shiyin, and shouted sharply, "Who are you? Why did you do this to Xingyun Village?"

The Demon Cult leader said in a deep voice: "This question, Li Tanhua might as well ask Long Xiaoyun, but because of a few quarrels, he killed my two brothers, and we should avenge my brothers, shouldn't we?"

Li Xun Huan stared and said, "You mean that kid Xiao Yun killed your two brothers?"

The Demon Cult leader sneered: "Child? If all the children in the world were like Long Xiaoyun, the world would have been in chaos long ago."

"The matter has come to this, I have nothing to say. Throw away your throwing knife and let your people retreat, otherwise, what you will get is a corpse."

As the leader of the Demon Cult said, the iron hook placed on Lin Shiyin's neck was exerted slightly, and the sharp hook blade immediately cut a small hole in Lin Shiyin's neck, and blood flowed down.

Li Xun Huan's heart tightened, and he shouted: "Stop."

"Dang bang"

Li Xun Huan threw away the flying knife in his hand, and said coldly: "I can do as you say, but if you dare to hurt her, I will definitely kill you without a place to bury you."

After speaking, with a wave of his hand, the eight Feijian Villa disciples behind him immediately retreated slowly.

But when Li Xun Huan was talking to the leader of the Demon Cult, Luo Changfeng had fallen into an indescribable state.

At this time, he seemed to have returned to the duel with Shangguan Jinhong, his eyes were loose and his face was expressionless, but his mind was already locked on the leader of the Demon Cult.

He was standing a little bit farther than Li Xun Huan. From Li Xun Huan's perspective, he couldn't attack any part of him except the arm holding the hook.

Luo Changfeng, who was on the side, could faintly see the other party's neck, but the area exposed by the other party was too small, and it was still hidden from time to time. If he threw a throwing knife rashly, as long as he moved a little, it was likely to hurt Lin Shiyin .

Faced with this situation, even the best snipers would not dare to fire this shot easily.

"The heart comes before the sword, the mind comes first, the gods come first...the sword follows the heart, the heart turns freely, and the mind follows God..."

At this moment, Luo Changfeng suddenly found that the picture in front of him was shrinking, just like his eyes, turned into a sniper mirror, and the neck of the man who held Lin Shiyin was only exposed, which was only less than an inch, gradually enlarged...

But he quickly realized that this was not what his eyes saw at all, but what his mind saw.

Suddenly, Luo Changfeng found a throwing knife stuck in the side of the opponent's neck, but in fact, the throwing knife was still in his hand and had not been sent out.

However, Luo Changfeng understood something in an instant, so at this moment, without the slightest hesitation, he raised his hand, and the flying knife in his hand turned into a cold light and flew out.

And the moment he shot the throwing knife, his figure also turned into a phantom and rushed towards Lin Shiyin.

Luo Changfeng was only two zhang away from Lin Shiyin, and with his agility, he could pass in a flash.

"puff"

The flying knife was accurately inserted into the side of the neck of the leader of the Demon Cult, and the position was exactly the same as what Luo Changfeng saw in his mind.

The flying knife pierced the man's neck with his front foot, and Luo Changfeng had already arrived with his back foot. He grabbed the arm of the leader of the Demon Cult and broke it outward.

The iron hook that was originally cut to Lin Shiyin's neck by the demon leader's knife and fell to one side was broken away from Lin Shiyin's neck.

With Luo Changfeng's other free hand, he grasped Lin Shiyin's arm and dragged it backward, and Lin Shiyin staggered and rushed forward.

Li Xun Huan took two big steps forward, wrapped his arms around, and embraced Lin Shiyin in his arms, preventing her from falling to the ground.

Lin Shiyin looked up blankly at Li Xunhuan who was full of concern, rolled her eyes, and then passed out.

"Cousin, Shiyin, what's wrong with you? You..."

"She wasn't injured, but she was overwhelmed by grief and lost consciousness. Let's send her to rest first!" Luo Changfeng retrieved his throwing knife from the neck of the Demon Cult leader, walked to Li Xun Huan's side and said.

Li Xun Huan nodded slowly, turned his head, took a deep look at Long Xiaoyun and his son on the ground, sighed secretly, and there was a look of sadness in his eyes.

The living are more important than the dead after all, the most important thing now is to settle down Lin Shiyin and save Long Xiaoyun.

Li Xunhuan said to Tie Chuanjia: "Carry Fourth Master Long's body to the hall and place it in the main room, go to the coffin shop to order some coffins, and then hire some people."

"Yes, sir."

No matter how Long Xiaoyun treats him, he is the sworn brother who once saved his life. No matter what, he has to take responsibility for Long Xiaoyun's funeral and let him die in peace.

In a blink of an eye, Li Xun Huan saw Sun Xiaohong who was staring at him, his eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly said, "Xiao Hong, although my cousin is not an outsider, there are differences between men and women, so it's inconvenient after all, so, can I please..."

Sun Xiaohong's slightly dim eyes suddenly lit up, she looked at Li Xunhuan, her eyes were full of tenderness and gratitude.

(End of this chapter)