After leaving the inn, the two wandered around the street, and Qianyi asked, "Eh, Sister Yunyan, didn't you say that you took me to a place?" "What's the hurry?" "What's the hurry?" ...... "uh...... Who pulled her out of the inn just now?

The two of them walked, but behind them, there was a black figure.

Qianyi's gaze attracted a girl in exotic costumes. I saw her dressed in a black dress, the black lace skirt on the outside slanted diagonally, and the black veil on her head reached the ground, like a black cloak. The black amount ornament is very good-looking, and it matches the long and narrow eyes with a very exotic flavor. The ring on the finger is attached to the bracelet and is dotted with several small golden diamonds in the center. He wore a belt with blue gems around his waist and a long whip pinned to it.

Eh, when it comes to this long whip, there is something to look at, this whip is called: Cold Soul Whip.

It is transformed by the backbone of a snow-silver ice snake in the Western Regions in ancient times, and it has a lot to do with the red bone on Qianyi's wrist!

One is the king of the ice, and the other is the king of the fire. They were all killed by the ancient god Fuxi. The chilling whip on the girl's body can be described as infinitely powerful!

The two walked directly with the girl, because the girl was covered with a black veil and couldn't see her face, but it could be seen from a pair of beautiful eyes that she was a rare beauty!

At this time, Yun Yan's brows furrowed imperceptibly. "Stop!" passed by, just took a step, only to hear the sound of Yun Yan shouting, which caused many passers-by to look sideways, and the exotic girl also stopped, "Who are you?!" "What do you have to do with you?" Yun Yan conjured a long sword in his hand, called the Cold Flame Sword.

Straight stabbed at the girl. The girl in black turned around quickly, and there was an extra black feather fan in her hand.

Don't look at this fan, the name of this fan is: Feather foam fan, which is made of the black feathers of the ancient 10,000-year-old Xuantie and the unique exotic phoenix of the Demon Domain.

The feathers shone with a cyan light, and if you look closely, you can see that they are blades made of dark iron, poisonous!

The girl used the feather fan as a shield and injected spiritual power to block the sword from the rhyme. Then, with a twist of the wrist, the feather fan flipped under Yunyan's sword, picked it up, picked the sword, and then the figure flashed and disappeared.

Qianyi stepped forward and asked, "Sister Yunyan, are you okay?" Yunyan waved her hand and said, "It's okay," and then looked up, looked in the direction where the girl disappeared, and muttered: "This person's martial arts are not low......"

The two walked to a dilapidated house, Qianyi followed behind Yunyan, saw such a scene, and couldn't help but be curious: "This is ......" "Won't you know if you go in and see" Yunyan hooked the corner of his mouth, pushed open the door with one hand, and with the other hand, he conjured up a long sword, Cold Flame.

A barren scene came into view, there was no one, Yunyan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he pulled Qianyi forward cautiously.

Suddenly, there was a flutter of clothes, and Yunyan quickly turned around, pulling Qianyi behind him.

The long black hair is flying wantonly, there is no wind to rise, the willow leaves are frowning, and the dark pupils seem to be calm and waveless, but in fact they are dark and turbulent. The face is demure, but there is something else in it. The red robe flew out, showing a long sword, which was horizontal in front of his chest.

In the doorway stood a man with a black cloak wrapped all over his body. "Who's coming, what's the so-called!" Yun Yan was the first to speak.

"Hehe, we'll see you again......" As soon as the words fell, he disappeared, because Yunyan was an immortal clan in the upper realm, and the man in black didn't dare to make a second ......

Yunyan was about to step forward to catch up, but because Qianyi was here, she had to give up. However...... "How can this person have the breath of the gods?no, no, there is no such black beggar in the upper realm......" Looking at the direction where the man in black disappeared, "This breath is so familiar......" Yunyan couldn't help muttering to himself, "That person is ......" "Fallen Immortal." "Huh?" Qianyi was puzzled, "The people of the Protoss who have fallen into demons are called fallen immortals. "Oh......" Qianyi nodded as if she didn't understand.

Fallen immortals, oh, who is it...