Yun Ruohan ignored him and walked straight to Youyue.

Seeing the girl's clothes stained with blood, as well as huge wounds on her legs and abdomen, his brows frowned fiercely.

He originally wanted to ask, "How is it? Can you stand up?"

But for some reason, anger surged in his heart, and he pursed his lips and stopped talking, bent down and picked up the person horizontally.

Youyue was also looking at him with shock at this moment, and the fire in her eyes was clearly extinguished, as if she was about to pierce him.

"Are you a spiritual practitioner?" Youyue looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes cold and unconscious, "So, you are like them, mingling into my Youyue Palace, are you trying to kill me?"

At this time, spiritual power can be used in Yunyang Immortal Palace, and the storage space can naturally be opened.

There are very few pills related to the demon race.

But Yun Ruohan pulled for a while and found one from it and fed it to Youyue's mouth: "This pill contains a small amount of demonic energy, which can help you heal your wounds..."

Youyue glanced at the dark pill, and suddenly the corners of her mouth slowly curled up, her smile was innocent, like a young girl: "Do you want to poison me with such a simple method? But that's not bad..."

As she said that, she lowered her head and took the pill in her mouth and swallowed it directly.

The damp and hot tongue licked Yun Ruohan's fingertips, making him feel as if he was struck by lightning, his whole body stiffened and his ears turned red.

Youyue curled her lips, her voice soft and soft, "What? You, a human spiritual practitioner, want to taste the taste of the demon clan? Don't you think the demon clan is dirty?"

Yun Ruohan coughed lightly, and after a while, he suppressed his beating heart and said softly: "I am not a spy, and I did not deliberately deceive you. Entering your Youyue Palace was just a coincidence."

Youyue sneered and wanted to say: You, a spiritual practitioner, pretending to be a demon, sneak into Youyue Palace, and you dare to say that it is not a deception.

However, the next moment, the little hand was held by a wide hand.

Yun Ruohan guided his hand and pressed it to the right side of his heart.

The voice was soft, as if it was explained, as if it was comforting: "You can inject a little demonic energy to try it. There is a magic core here, and I am a half-spirited and half-demon body."

Youyue was stunned and incredibly entered Yun Ruohan's body.

The next moment, I felt that there was a magic core rotating slowly inside.

There is not much demonic energy surrounding the demon core, and the demon core is still very small.

But the demonic energy contained is extremely pure, even more so than some low-level heavenly demons.

If anyone doesn't look at the demonic energy surrounding him at this time, anyone would think that this is a demon clan, a small demon soldier with a weak but unlimited potential.

But how is this possible?

She has been in the Qianyuan for so many years and has seen all kinds of demons, but she has never seen anyone like Ruyun Ruohan.

Even the descendants of the demon raised in heaven can only choose one direction to practice, otherwise the strength will stagnate and the golden immortal will not be able to improve.

Because two types of energy cannot coexist in one human body.

Youyue's face changed and she no longer showed her pretended innocent loli expression.

Her eyes stared at Yun Ruohan firmly and said word by word: "Who are you?"

Yun Ruohan let go of her hand and said, "We can wait until we get out of here to discuss this. This person... Well, what should the magic pet do?"

Youyue was stunned, looked at Yan An, chuckled slightly, and her voice was crisp and pleasant: "What else can I do? Of course I'm killing me! But..."

She squinted her eyes and turned to Yun Ruohan, "Hey, when are you going to hold me?"
Chapter completed!