The slaughter sword flashed with a creepy cold light, piercing the skin on Feng Geyin's neck.

Bright red blood flowed down the blade.

Ye Mohan's body invisibly exuded the momentum of being an emperor. Looking at Feng Se Yin's eyes, it was like looking at a lifeless corpse.

Feng Beiyin knew that Chu Yue's immortal demon fellow practitioner had demon roots in his body, so he had no chance to live.

Anyone who reveals this matter with Feng Se Yin will bring endless danger to Chu Yue.

Ye Mohan would never bet on Chu Yue's wealth and life. Even if he would rather kill a thousand people by mistake, he would never let one go.

The blood under the sword is like the other side of the river blooming in the Forgetful River, rendering the white collarbone that is more beautiful than the beautiful beauty.

Feng Beiyin tried to fight against it, but found that under the crushing of absolute strength, he had no power to resist.

Just like the fish that is slaughtered by others on the chopping board, waiting for the arrival of death.

"Have him down."

At the critical moment, Chu Yue opened her eyes helplessly and looked at the two figures in front of her with a headache.

She had little time to practice, and it was really depressing to be disturbed by the two of them.

Ye Mohan looked back at Chu Yue without saying a word.

Chu Yue said again: "He won't harm me, and I owe him a favor." The battle between Beixuancheng and Yaochi Fairy also thanks Feng Beiyin for going to the Imperial Army to deliver the letter.

She has a clear distinction between love and hate, and her heart is like a mirror.

Feng Geyin's eyes changed slightly. After a while, he turned his head and looked out the window, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Ye Mohan remained silent, and his eyes looked at the wind with a faint sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic sarcastic

After a long time, he put his sword in the sheath, "Get out before I haven't changed my mind."

What made him care was that he thought he was one with Chu Yue and that Chu Yue owed him favor, so he owed him too.

Therefore, he cannot accept this life.

When Ye Mohan turned to Chu Yue, his ink-like sleeves swung neatly, and the powerful and powerful wind rushed towards Feng Ze Yin, pushing Feng Ze Yin out of the door.

At the same time, a pair of sandalwood double doors slowly closed, gradually covering Feng Seyin's face and collarbone full of red blood.

He stubbornly looked at Chu Yue who was practicing cross-legged until the Tanmen Sect was completely closed, and he could no longer see the figure.

Feng Geyin walked a few steps along the corridor, and the pain in the neck became deeper. Then he realized that he took out the hemorrhage-stop medicine from the storage bag.

After stopping the bleeding casually, he did not leave, but jumped to the branches not far from the courtyard, leaning lazily, watching the movements nearby, and not allowing anyone to get close to this place.

The wind chanted and smiled with a sad smile, and it felt bitter.

At least……

You can't let that girl down.

He has never been trusted so firmly by others.

Even his father regarded him as a beast and was wary of him everywhere.

The wind sang sadly as the clouds rolled in the distant sky, and its figure was engraved under the branches, lonely and lonely.

...

Inside the house, Chu Yue remained motionless like an old monk entering into meditation, and then practiced.

Ye Mohan turned into a little fox, and was slightly weak because he forcibly broke the seal and shackles.

The little fox hid in Chu Yue's arms, quietly opened his evil roots, and tried to pull out half of the demon root aura for Chu Yue.

In this way, Chu Yue's cultivation can achieve twice the result with half the effort!

The path of martial arts has ever-changing changes.

In the vast world, the strength is everywhere, the times change, and the heroes rise and fall.

The mainstream of the cultivation era has experienced countless changes.

He has been ruled by demons, dominated by demons, swept away by ghosts, and some ghosts and monsters have also been rampant.

The martial arts of the earth are just a cycle of reincarnation.

The once smallest human race has only now ruled after experiencing slaves, equality, struggle and rise and victory!

Therefore, the human body is the worst, and it cannot even withstand the impact of other sources of power, which will double the difficulty of cultivation.

In addition, as a human race, we must be extremely wary of the rise of other races, replace human warriors, and enslave human race again!

The demon roots in Chu Yue's body are the aura of the demon clan, raging violently and attacking Chu Yue's soul directly.

Chu Yue's skull cavity was filled with pain, but she was unyielding, unwavering, and always kept awake.

When she is suffering from the pain of life and death as if she is thirsty, the little fox will suffer corresponding pain.


Chapter completed!