As he spoke, Murong Limeng flew down from the peach tree and shocked the peach blossoms on the ground.

Faced with Murong Limeng's sudden approach, Zishu Bingchen instinctively wanted to stop her, but she was too fast, it was too late!

He thought of retreating, and instinctively rose against the wind, and by the time Murong Limeng fell to the edge of the cliff where he had just stood, he was already floating in the wind beyond the cliff.

The wind whistling from the bottom of the mountain stirred up his plain cloth robe, repelling people from the cold thousands of miles away, like the wind blowing up from the bottom of the mountain, freezing Murong Limeng's breath in an instant.

"I didn't expect that even you wouldn't be my friend. Murong Limeng's expression was lonely, and a small face suddenly dimmed, "Forget it......"

The lowered eyes covered the loneliness in his eyes, Murong Limeng had long been accustomed to living alone, and had long been accustomed to a person's cultivation, and it was not a big deal to be rejected by this young man.

Zishu Bingchen's brows furrowed slightly, but he quickly calmed down. What's more, the other party is still the daughter of his sworn enemy, how can he be soft-hearted?

It stands to reason that today is a good time to kill a human genius, and there is no good luck to let a human genius automatically send it to the door, let his demon realm lord do it himself, and get rid of a demon clan's future disaster so easily.

Killing Murong Limeng, the power of Zishu Bingchen's demon heart on the demon tree will definitely be even more brilliant, and the position of the lord of the demon world will never waver.

At this moment, Zishu Bingchen seemed to be a little moved.

To kill, or not to kill?

Zishu Bingchen slowly raised his palms and crossed them into a cross in front of his chest, and the light purple demon yuan condensed in his palms, forming a small round ball.

As long as he pushed this ball out, he would not be able to retreat with the cultivation that Murong Limeng had just stepped into the out-of-body stage.

Feeling the strong murderous intent, Murong Limeng's sweat trembled, and she suddenly turned around and shouted: "You dare?!"

The defenseless back, just like this, calmly / violently / exposed / in front of Zishu Bingchen!

The demonic power condensed in the palm of Zishu Bingchen suddenly flew towards Murong Limeng...... of the side.

When that powerful demonic power fell, the three monks of the late Yuan Infant Great Perfection revealed their true faces from the dust.

Zishu Bingchen looked at his hands in amazement, not understanding why he would help Murong Limeng!

Not only did he not kill her, but he did not hesitate to help her!

Shocked, not only Zishu Bingchen, but also Murong Limeng, and three Yuanying masters who planned to sneak attack Murong Limeng!

Murong Limeng was extremely smart, and the facts in front of her told her that the seemingly ordinary young man behind her was actually a hidden master! His cultivation was above her! Otherwise, with her eyesight, she should be able to see the strength of the other party.

But what she saw was just an ordinary monk who had just built a foundation, no different from the others. This proves that the other party is just hiding his true identity and cultivation with a secret method.

can hide her identity in front of her during the out-of-body period, and the other party must be not small!

Murong Limeng's sharp eyes fell on Zishu Bingchen, and there was no need to speak, Zishu Bingchen already knew what she was going to ask.

"You're not afraid?" Zishu Bingchen suddenly smiled, that smile was clean and clear, but it was full of loneliness and coldness in his bones.

Those eyes, shining as brilliant as the stars, make people indulge in them and can't extricate themselves.

Murong Limeng was stunned for a moment, and almost fell into the other party's way!

Fortunately, since her cultivation, she has always been pure and quiet, and her heart to pursue the ultimate of heaven is unwavering, so she has not really fallen into the boundless charm of the other party.

But those three monks of the Great Perfection in the late Yuan Infant period were miserable, their Dao hearts were unstable, and they immediately fell into an illusion, and I am afraid that it will not be long before they die.

"You're a demon!" Murong Limeng was a little embarrassed, and a pair of beautiful eyes glared at each other angrily, as if she was about to breathe fire.

"Hehehe......" Zishu Bingchen saw that his identity was recognized, and he didn't hide it, so he simply turned into his original face freely and generously.

"What about demons?"

The wanton, arrogant, free, and uninhibited words slowly and coldly emanated from Zishu Bingchen's slightly cold lips.

Murong Limeng had already set up a position and was about to make a move, but hesitated......

In the vast Tianyuan continent, a sea apart, there are two big races of human race and demon race, the two races have been mortal enemies since ancient times, in the vast hopeless sea, the two tribes fight all year round, the sea is full of corpses of the two tribes, the blood of the two races will raise the sea level of the hopeless sea year after year, and it has not ended.

The reason why he hesitated was because the other party was obviously cultivating above himself, and he could have hit her hard, but the other party not only did not do this, but instead took action to solve the people who had ill intentions towards her.

"Why do you want to help me?" Murong Limeng stared at the other party's strange purple eyes, wanting to see something from them.

Zishu Bingchen is obviously smiling, but it doesn't warm people. He exuded a lonely aura like ten thousand years of ice, like the most beautiful demon flower in the world, attracting the eyes of those who saw it, but he stopped the other party's footsteps from wanting to get closer......

"Mu, Rong, Li, Dream. Zishu Bingchen didn't answer her question, but read Murong Limeng's name word by word.

This sound of "Murong Limeng" contains boundless charm, Murong Limeng himself heard his name, and he felt soft all over, if it was an ordinary woman, maybe she had fallen into the boundless sea of love woven by the other party.

But Murong Limeng is not an ordinary woman, her heart has never wavered half a point on the path of heaven.

"Shut up!" Murong Limeng conjured up her natal immortal weapon, which was an ice-blue long sword, and she held it in her hand and pointed directly at Zishu Bingchen.

The cold mountain wind blew Zishu Bingchen's robe, and on the top of the mountain, it was unusually quiet, and only the monotonous hunting sound of his robe could be heard.

Murong Limeng's eyes were full of firmness and fearlessness, as well as indomitable confidence and momentum, her stunning face was reflected on the ice blue blade, Zishu Bingchen noticed that the two small letters "Proud World" on the hilt of the sword were shining with brilliant brilliance, reflecting a shadow on Murong Limeng's straight nose.

"Murong Limeng, the deity is waiting for you on the moon tree. ”

Zishu Bingchen left this sentence, and his figure gradually faded.

Murong Limeng was in a hurry, and his sword moves flashed, almost leveling the entire mountain! The peach blossoms were cut into pieces by the sword light and fell all over the top of the mountain.

……

At that time, Murong Limeng was simple-minded and firm-minded, how precious it was!