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After a long time, the silver spear finally fell. Lin Xiao puzzledly opened his eyes and saw an old man dressed in fashionable clothes standing in front of him.

The middle-aged man's Silver Dragon Spear was caught between two of the old man's fingers, but he actually stopped just like that.

The angry shout was made by this old man. Lin Xiao's spirit had been tensed up and he could no longer hold on. Just as he was about to faint, he heard Long Xuan call him grandpa Nangong.

The old man was the one who had sent Long Xuan to Lin Xiao, Lord Nangong.

The middle-aged man kept his silver spear and looked at Elder Nan Gong as if he was facing a great enemy. He seemed to be thinking about something and even grabbed his three juniors and retreated a big step.

"Leave the Yunnan palace."

The middle-aged man spat out these words as he stared at Elder Nan Gong.

Nangong snorted coldly and put his hands behind his back. He looked at the four of them and said, "I didn't think this old man would remember it."

"Are you trying to stop us?" The middle-aged man's expression turned extremely ugly. Suddenly, an old demon that even he found difficult to deal with jumped out of the blue. He had lost control of the situation.

"Your master must have eaten a bear heart leopard's guts, yet Xiao Budian dares to make a move?" Elder Nan Gong glared at her angrily. Long Xuan's entire body was covered with wounds, which made him cherish her greatly.

The middle-aged man was silent for a few seconds, then he said: "You care too much, only you old fools still believe in that race. The main leader of the Thousand Monster Court has long changed, the phoenixes are no better than chickens."

"Good, what a good saying, 'A phoenix plucked its feathers less than a chicken.' This old man will pull your feathers right now." Elder Nan Gong flew into a rage because of his words. He raised his hand and a demonic light shot out towards the middle-aged man.

"Fellow Daoist, you've passed."

Along with an aged voice, the demonic light was blocked. A ruddy old man walked through the air and stopped in front of the middle-aged man. He smiled as he looked at the angry old man from Nangong and spoke again, "Why is fellow cultivator so angry? My juniors are not unreasonable."

"You!" Elder Nan Gong glared at him fiercely, "Old man, don't be so disrespectful. Do you really think that you can say whatever you want just because you are the strongest in this region? Our Demon Lord will be out of seclusion in a few days. "

"Oh?" The eyes of the old man, who was called 'old bastard' by Nangong, flickered from time to time as he laughed, "Then I must congratulate Brother Jiao. At that time, I will definitely send you a congratulatory gift from Traveling Heights."

Nangong sneered in his heart, you can't wait for our Demon Lord to ascend after failing his closed door cultivation. However, now was not the time to fall out with him. He carried Long Xuan and prepared to leave.

"I said, friend, this little girl is fated to be me. Why don't you let her follow me?" The old fogey glanced at Long Xuan, his eyes flashing. Without batting an eyelid, he took a step forward and turned to face Nangong.

"Grandpa Nan Gong …" Big brother Lin Xiao, he … " Long Xuan knew that Grandpa Nan Gong had come, and that she wouldn't be in any more danger. She was now even more worried about Lin Xiao's condition. Lin Xiao's condition really wasn't optimistic.

Nangong snappily told the old fogey, "I'm sorry, this is my granddaughter."

Hahaha." The old fogey laughed loudly. He laughed very happily, as if he had heard a great joke. He said in a mocking tone, "Brother Flood Dragon, do you not need to leave the Netherworld Flame when you transform into a dragon? Why fool yourself, granddaughter? You, Nangong, have been a bachelor for your entire life. Where did this granddaughter come from?

Nangong did not say anything else and turned around to leave. The middle-aged man was about to go forward but was stopped by the undying.

"Second ancestor, what are you doing?" The middle-aged man looked at the old fogey with a puzzled expression.

The old fogey shook his head without explaining anything. He glanced at Lin Xiao and asked, "This person?"

The middle-aged man recounted what happened earlier. The old man was surprised when he heard this, "This kid can withstand the winds splitting apart and still be able to escape from your hands. He's not a mediocre person."

"Old Ancestor, he has the Netherworld Flame on him." Wandering Heaven reminded.

"Oh?" The old fogey's eyes lit up as he examined Lin Xiao's body. Then, he shook his head in regret, "It's not Origin Essence, it's something that can be cultivated in the Houtian realm. It's useless to me. This guy is completely crippled, even if he were to be saved, he would still be a cripple. Deal with him, then we will go to Flowing Cloud River as guests.

Under the orders of the old fogey, Lin Xiao was carried back to his room. He then faked the room to be a fire and left.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Xiao finally regained some consciousness, but her head was extremely dizzy and she could not open her eyes.

He could only hear someone calling for a doctor.

Slowly, Lin Xiao felt his body recover a bit. He was finally able to open his eyes. Looking around, he discovered that he was in the hospital.

Why was he in the hospital? What happened to Long Xuan in the end? Was he saved? Finally, Long Xuan called out grandpa Nangong. Was that old man Nangong?

Lin Xiao had too many questions, but his whole body was stiff and painful, and his mouth was dry.

Just then, a man in a cheap suit with a briefcase walked in.

"Lin Xiao, you're finally awake. Heavens, I don't even know what to do anymore. It's not like I can contact your family."

This was Lin Xiao's university classmate, Wang Hai. When he had first brought Long Xuan for breakfast, he had even met him and said that he would treat Lin Xiao to a meal next time.

"Water."

Lin Xiao licked her chapped lips, taking the cup of water from Wang Hai and gulping down a few mouthfuls of saliva. Only then did she feel her throat become much more moist, no longer smoking.

Lin Xiao lay back on the bed and looked at the ceiling. "Hai Yang, why are you here?"

Wang Hai put down his briefcase and sat to the side, slowly saying to Lin Xiao, "So it turns out that Wang Hai was planning to find Lin Xiao today. He came to treat Lin Xiao to a meal as per his promise that day." As a result, when he walked closer to the Lin Xiao family, he discovered that there were many people watching. When he squeezed in, he knew that the Lin Xiao family was on fire and Lin Xiao had already been sent to the hospital.

"It's strange, your neighbors all said that they never noticed your house on fire. When they found out, your house had already been burnt out, and the fire didn't spread at all, as if it was just burning your house. It's not strange that you said that." Wang Hai expressed his sympathy for Lin Xiao's pitiful encounter.

"Lin Xiao, don't worry and take care of your illness. I've already paid for your medical expenses."

Lin Xiao didn't understand why Wandering Sky's group didn't kill him and instead threw him into his house. As for the fire, and the suspicious points Wang Hai mentioned, it could only be explained by demonic arts.

As for Long Xuan. Thinking of Long Xuan, Lin Xiao sighed. Long Xuan should be fine since Nangong had finally arrived. As for him, he was obviously abandoned.

He mocked himself with a smile. He originally thought that everyone was a friendly demon, but in the end, it was just wishful thinking. They were probably just using him. Whether it was Fei Yu who asked him to translate the ancient books or Nangong who asked him to take care of Long Xuan, he was only using him as a tool and not as a companion.

As a partner? Lin Xiao smiled. Indeed, what qualifications did he have to be the partner of those powerful demons?

His chest suddenly felt a warm sensation spread throughout his body. Lin Xiao was shocked, this was … Netherworld Flame!?