After becoming the prince of the demon clan, the beautiful master pampers him every day

Chapter 237 It’ll be okay

Even if Chen Xiu and the other two were unwilling to believe it, under that circumstance, there was no possibility for Chu Xinglan to escape.

At this high altitude, the three people felt suffocated for a moment, and their eyes were dizzy.

But this is not an illusion. After a volcanic eruption, toxic gases will be generated. If their strength is still at its peak, they would not react so quickly.

But at this moment, there was very little spiritual power left in their bodies, and they still had to maintain flying the swords. The protective shield could only passively block the attacks, and the gas everywhere was of no use at all.

What's more, they had no experience in this area, and at the moment they were all immersed in the grief of Chu Xinglan being swept away by the magma.

Chen Rui's emotions had collapsed. He didn't care about whether he was embarrassed or not. Tears streamed down his face and he punched the sword hard again and again.

"It's all my fault. If I had been more careful, I could have rushed out with my benefactor."

Yi Zhen's face also looked very ugly. Along the way, Chu Xinglan had always been at ease in front of him. No matter what unexpected situations he encountered, it seemed that he would not be troubled. He even put Chu Xinglan in a dominant position without realizing it.

Now telling him that Chu Xinglan couldn't fly the sword and was swept away by the lava and lost his life was simply too absurd. For a moment, Yi Zhen even doubted whether he had entered some illusion without realizing it.

But Chen Rui and Chen Xiu, who were really around him, told him that this was the fact.

Compared to the two of them who were in disbelief and unwilling to accept, Chen Xiu was completely overwhelmed by guilt.

He is Xinglan's friend. No one in the entire Cangqiong Mountain can say that he knows Chu Xinglan best, but even Song Ling may not be as good as him.

Just before entering the secret realm, Xing Lan was still led by Qi Yu on the sword and followed the large group here, right in front of him.

He knew clearly that Chu Xinglan could not fly a sword, but in the emergency just now, he completely forgot about this matter and only cared about escaping.

Chen Xiu had no idea how to face his ancestors, and he couldn't forgive himself even more when facing Xing Lan's family and friends.

Suddenly, Chen Xiu took out a bottle of Hui Lingdan and poured it into his mouth. He didn't even care that a lot of it spilled in a hurry. The next second, he swooped down with the sword under his feet.

Yi Zhen, who was beside him, was startled. When he realized what he was going to do, his heart jumped up and he quickly urged his spiritual power to catch up.

He stopped Chen Xiu just one meter above the lava in a very dangerous situation. He didn't care about his dignity at all and cursed loudly.

"Are you crazy?!"

"Do you know what you are doing? Are you going to die?"

Chen Xiu struggled for a long time but failed to break free from Yi Zhen's hold. He raised his head and glared at him angrily.

At this moment, Yi Zhen was horrified to find that Chen Xiu's face, which had always been as gentle as jade, had become hideous. The pair of eyes that always had a faint smile had completely turned blood red, and were slowly filled with self-loathing and regret.

This made his surging anger suddenly stagnate, and then turned into sadness.

He slowed down his voice, thought quickly in his mind, and tried his best to comfort him: "Chen Xiu, this is an accident."

"Besides, Xinglan has spiritual fire to protect him. Yes, you know how powerful his spiritual fire is."

"Xinglan will be fine. He's so smart and his strength is on par with ours. He will be fine."

Chen Xiu took his words to heart, and slowly calmed down, staring at him with his eyes, as if he had grasped the only straw of hope.

"Really? He's going to be okay?"

Yizhen couldn't be sure of this. Although he said so, he had no idea in his heart. However, he still nodded affirmatively.

"Yes, it's okay."

"We have to protect ourselves now. If Xinglan knew that you were going to look for him regardless of your own safety, he would definitely be angry."

Chen Xiu lowered his head and looked at the magma below. It took him a long time to relax and speak softly.

"You are right. Xing Lan is our ancestor's direct disciple and the prince of the demon clan. He can't die so easily."

"He is a demon who has just established his foundation and can fight me to a draw. He will definitely be fine with this little danger."

Yi Zhen hadn't even breathed a sigh of relief when he raised it again. He looked at Chen Xiu, who was muttering to himself, in disbelief.

Did I hear it wrong just now? I must have heard it wrong, the demon race... Impossible.

But he still had a doubt in his heart. He knew that there were some things he shouldn't ask or know himself, so he directly pulled Chen Xiu into the air.

When he noticed that another column of lava was rising into the sky with slightly less power than the previous one, he hurried back, grabbed Chen Rui with his other hand, and flew quickly down the mountain.

……

Outside the secret realm.

When everyone saw that Chu Xinglan did not have time to fly the sword, but disappeared directly in the lava torrent.

Feng Yao, Master Lin Feng and the others all stood up out of control, their eyes full of panic. They subconsciously rushed forward two steps, then thought of something and retreated with an ugly look on their faces.

Even Sang Yunqi, who had been calm and composed until now, had a frozen expression on his face for a moment, and the teacup in his hand shattered into powder.

The other sect leaders and masters in the field couldn't help but look in the direction of Sang Yunqi with hidden and compassionate gazes.

No one expected that on this trip to the secret realm, among those chosen ones, the first person to die would be Venerable Xing Heng's personal disciple, and in such a ridiculous way.

Everyone had different thoughts, but no one dared to show anything on their faces until Sang Yunqi spoke.

Feng Yao was the first to come back to her senses. She looked at Sang Yunqi hesitantly, feeling a little nervous.

Although it was the first day she met the child, she liked him very much, not to mention Sang Yunqi who spoiled him to the sky.

Now, she was only worried that Sang Yunqi would get angry and ignore everything, and what would happen to them.

If a fight really breaks out, I'm afraid the disciples in the secret realm will be in great danger.

Master Lin Feng didn't have so many thoughts. When he saw Sang Yunqi not moving, he suddenly became anxious.

"Ancestor, Xing Lan..."

Before he could finish his words, he was frightened by Sang Yunqi's cold eyes and his whole body trembled, unable to utter a word.

Although no one said anything in the square, the strange atmosphere and the reactions of people like Sang Yunqi still caught Jinmian's attention.

He suddenly became excited. There was no need to guess who was the disciple that could make Sang Yunqi lose his composure. It must be his disciple.

Unexpectedly, Chu Xinglan really came this time, and was always under his nose.

Just now, he saw with his own eyes that Chu Xinglan was completely submerged by the magma. No one knew the snowfield and snow-capped mountains better than him.

In this situation, there is no possibility of survival.