This house is fine during the day, but at night it is completely like staying in an ice cellar, and a gust of wind blows around from time to time, which makes Ai Zi shiver.

Yun Ting took off his coat, draped Ai Zi, and then lit a pile of dry wood with a fire breaker, and slowly, the firelight illuminated a corner, and the chill was partially removed.

Ai Zi grabbed Yun Ting's coat tightly, looked at him a little worriedly, and said, "Brother Yun Ting, can we live until tomorrow?"

Yun Ting stirred up the flames with the branch in his hand, and then held Ai Zi's small hand, with firmness in his eyes: "What do you say, I haven't married you yet, how can I die so soon." ”

The corners of Ai Zi's mouth couldn't help but curl up, and he said angrily: "When is it, you are still joking." ”

"Seriously, the emperor has promised me that if he takes the Song Kingdom this time, he will agree to let us be together. ”

Hearing this, Ai Zi was not as happy as he imagined, but slowly smiled, and his voice was a little weak: "Then, what about Nangong Yan?

Yun Ting almost did not hesitate: "I will not marry her." ”

Ai Zi lowered her eyes, only felt a warmth around her waist, at first she thought it was Yun Ting's hand, but when her eyes fell on her lower body, she saw a moving vine, slowly tightening her waist.

"Brother Yunting!"

Ai Zi's eyes widened suddenly, and half of his soul was scared away.

Yun Ting frowned, pulled out the sword at his waist, and found the source of the vine, and suddenly saw that the writhing vine was cut in two.

Yun Ting pulled Ai Zi over and protected her behind him: "Ai Zi, are you okay?"

Ai Zi threw all the disgusting vines wrapped around his waist to the ground in disgust, and replied, "I'm fine, Brother Yunting, what is this?

Yun Ting's eyes stared at the front of him for a moment, and the pitch-black vines wrapped around the grape trellis were like a python, and his heart sank: "Could it be that this is the ghost in this house?"

Ai Zi made a bitter face: "Where does the ghost have a form, I think this is clearly what the book says, and it has become a vine demon of the essence." ”

Suddenly the vines snaked down from the grape trellises, floating in the air with teeth and claws, and a thin layer of purple light attached to the pitch-black vines.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind around the house, and there was the sound of ghosts screaming.

Ai Zi was so frightened that he shrank behind Yun Ting, and looked around nervously from time to time: "Brother Yun Ting, what should I do?"

As soon as the words fell, the vines floating in the air slammed towards them, and Yun Ting slammed the sword in his hand, only to hear a "bang", and the vines were stuck on the sword, unable to move.

"Brother Yunting. ”

Yun Ting gritted his teeth and concentrated all his strength on the sword, but the power of the vines was too strong, and gradually, Yun Ting's mortal body was difficult to resist, and he shouted sideways: "Ai Zi, find a place to hide!"

"Brother Yunting. Ai Zi clenched the corners of his clothes, wanting to help but didn't know where to start.

The vines increased their strength, and Yun Ting was obviously physically exhausted, and he had to support the sword in his hand with both hands, and the blade of the sword cut through his palm, and blood flowed.

Ai Zi stood in place and pursed his lips, no, if this continues, Brother Yunting will die.

She looked around, and suddenly saw the withered wood with flames, if it was a vine demon who had become a spirit, she should be afraid of fire.

Ai Zi got up, ran quickly to the fire, picked up a piece of dry wood with sparks, and threw it at the vine hanging in the air.

Mars met the dry vine and spread instantly, and the vine cried like a baby in pain, let go of the mouth that bit the sword, twisted its waist, and moved in mid-air.

"Brother Yunting, are you okay?" Ai Zi ran to Yunting's side, only to see that his palm had been cut deep by the blade of the sword, and the blood had been bleeding.

Yun Ting frowned, the green tendons on his neck also flare, he shook his head and said, "It's okay, let's get out of here quickly." ”

Ai Zi got up and wanted to help Yunting, but suddenly a gloomy voice came from behind: "I want to go, leave my soul behind!"

A sharp sound pierced the air around him, and before Ai Zi could react, Yun Ting suddenly pushed Ai Zi aside, and he grabbed the attacking vine branch with one hand.

"Brother Yunting!"

The crimson blood flowed wantonly, dripping on the ground, like a blooming red lotus.

"A mortal who can't do anything!"

Through Yun Ting's clenched fists, the vines approached his heart little by little, but for some reason, they suddenly stopped a few inches away from his body.

At this moment, the red blood emitted a faint blue light, which was faint at first, but this light grew bigger and bigger, and in an instant it turned into a strong light, illuminating the entire house.

"Ahh

The vines were shrouded in strong light, but they also turned into flying sand in an instant, and went away with the wind.

It all happened so suddenly, the light subsided, the house was calm again, and the surroundings were less eerie.

Ai Zi lay on the ground, looking at Yun Ting a little sluggishly, and Yun Ting lowered his eyes to look at his bleeding palm, but it was slowly healing at the moment.

Demon Realm.

"Boom" A beam of blue light went straight to the Qiankun, and the earth of the demon world shook violently.

Mu Xue frowned and hurriedly walked through the corridor, a touch of gold flashed in her palm, and the dark grid of the main hall moved inside, and Mu Xue easily passed the long ladder and walked into the icy and snowy secret room.

Originally, this secret room was the place where Mo Ming had been lying for a thousand years, but now it has become a place where the five artifacts were sealed.

The silver feather fan, Jiuli Qin, miracle bow and Seven Feather Beads on the shelves on both sides did not react, but the Imperial Soul Flute in the middle was emitting a strong blue light, trembling, as if someone was calling it.

Mu Xue suddenly saw a strong light in both hands, which was injected into the soul flute, and after a long time, the soul flute slowly stopped and regained its calm.

Mu Xue withdrew her strength, breathed a sigh of relief, and thought to herself, in the past twenty years, the artifact has never moved, what is happening now?

Suddenly, her eyebrows relaxed, and she stared at the Imperial Soul Xiao in disbelief, and muttered, "Could it be that the immortal spirit belonging to Yun Chenyi in Yun Ting's body has awakened?"

So, is it dangerous for Mo Ming?

Suddenly, a brocade box floated out of Mu Xue's sleeve and flashed in front of her eyes, and now the seal shrouded in the periphery of the brocade box has been broken, perhaps, it won't take much time for Ai Zi's love silk to break out of the box.

At that time, all her memories and demonic power will be restored.

Now, there are about three months left before the gambling deadline, and now there are twenty-four days left.

Mo Ming, this situation is developing much faster than you imagined, are you sure you will really win?