As soon as these words fell, Xiu Ye lost his figure in front of Xiu Hongxue's eyes, Xiu Hongxue immediately turned his head, and saw him appear behind the quasi-holy son in an instant.

That quasi-holy son also seemed to sense something, and in Xiu Hongxue's opinion, his face instantly became ugly and frightened, and quickly converged, as if it was her hallucination.

She saw Xiu Ye laugh softly behind the would-be Holy Son who had stopped, and then whispered in a lazy voice, "What's the matter?"

The voice was not loud, but it made the body of the quasi-holy son in front of him tremble, and the disciples who had scattered turned around quickly, and then knelt down and saluted, with a trace of panic in their eyes that could not be hidden.

"Holy Son!"

The quasi-Holy Son also turned around, bent down deeply and saluted Xiuye, and said in a respectful tone: "Holy Son, I have finally found you, I have heard rumors outside these days, and the palace elders have ordered me to wait for the disciples to come out to look for you to protect your safety, Senior Brother is really worried these days, and now I can finally breathe a sigh of relief when I see that the Holy Son has nothing to do." ”

The cultivation of this quasi-holy son is not low, at least in Xiu Hongxue's eyes. If it weren't for noticing his slightly trembling hands, I'm afraid I would have really thought that he was really calm in front of Xiuye at this time.

As for the words that reversed black and white in his mouth, even Xiu Hongxue didn't believe it, let alone Xiuye.

Xiu Ye laughed, so that those disciples didn't dare to get up, his current aura completely exuded, pressing on these disciples, clearly telling these disciples that he wanted to kill them now, it was easy, and he was telling them that those rumors that he was in a coma and seriously injured were simply nothing.

"Oh, yes, I didn't think you were so concerned about my safety, it really touched my heart. Raise your head and tell me what your name is. Xiu Ye said with a smile.

There are many quasi-saints in the Holy Sound Palace, but there are not so many that everyone in the Holy Sound Palace does not know them, and only people like Xiu Ye who are careless and absent-minded about everything will not know who these people's surnames are.

This shows a problem, that is, Xiu Ye has never looked at them in his eyes, he has absolute self-confidence, even if there are two words of holy son in the quasi-holy son, but that's all.

This remark was undoubtedly a bit contemptuous for the quasi-holy son, who was highly sought after and respected both inside and outside the Holy Sound Palace, but this quasi-holy son did not dare to have any opinion on Xiuye.

When Xiu Hongxue followed Xiuye to the Shengyin Palace many years ago, she only saw the respect of those disciples for Xiuye, and at that time she found that this brother of hers had a very high status in the Shengyin Palace, but what she didn't understand was that these disciples were more afraid of Xiuye than respectful, especially the disciples of the same generation as him, and Xiuye's cruelty and moodiness were no secret in the Shengyin Palace.

Now this quasi-disciple regrets it very much, regrets why he has to wade into this troubled water, whether it is in the Holy Sound Palace or outside the Holy Sound Palace, there are many people who want to cultivate and die, but he has never seen anyone succeed, how can he easily listen to the rumors and be bewitched by others, how can Xiuye, a tyrant, be weak enough to be protected by a child. I just hope that Xiuye is in a better mood at this time and let him go..... Thinking of this, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

If Xiu Hongxue knew what this quasi-saint son was thinking, she would definitely question it, in her heart, Xiu Ye was not such a person. Xiu Ye was the best person to her except for her eldest brother and sister, and she had been by his side for so long, although she occasionally saw his cruel side, but she was not temperamental.

The quasi-Holy Son raised his head after hearing Xiuye's question, and said, "Holy Son, my name is Luo Guqing, and I am a personal disciple of the Great Elder, it is normal for the Holy Son to not know me, and now that the Holy Son is safe, I will ..... first."

Before, he was unstoppable in the face of that woman, but now he was respectful and careful when he spoke to Xiuye. Xiuye approached him as he spoke, his hand on his shoulder, close to the back of his head, and a charming smile. Such movements and expressions seemed a little ambiguous, but this quasi-saint son could not feel any charming atmosphere at this time.

His heart trembled, and he closed his mouth, leaving a trace of cold sweat on his forehead, "...... Son?"

Xiu Ye looked at him with a smile and said, "The personal inheritance of the Great Elder's disciples...."The words fell, and when everyone didn't react, there was a black ring around the neck of this quasi-saint son, and the quasi-saint son still had a puzzled and panicked look on his face, and in the next second, the head of this quasi-saint son fell like this, and then the body of this quasi-saint son fell down.

What made Xiu Hongxue's eyes open slightly was not the death of this person, but the strength of Xiuye. He was able to kill a quasi-holy son silently with absolute crushing strength when he was injured. The place where the head of the quasi-holy son was connected to the neck was as if it had been cut by a sharp blade, flat and neat. The most important thing is that there is not a trace of blood flowing from the fracture, but it is stained with a black gas or liquid like a flame.

The liquid was burning, and soon, the head and body were burned by the black flames, and there was not a trace of dust left.

Several disciples who knelt on the ground around were stunned by Xiuye's hand, they pounced, turned into kneeling on their legs, leaned down with their bodies low, and shouted tremblingly:

"Holy Son, spare your life!"

"The Son spares his life! All these are his orders, and we can only do what we are told!"

"We absolutely don't dare to have any thoughts about the Holy Son, the Holy Son spares his life!"

Although they didn't do anything, Xiu Ye's hand told them what kind of thoughts they were looking for his traces just now, and he knew very well in his heart. This clumsy ploy is too easy to spot.

They trembled all over, and even one of the disciples couldn't help but crawl to Xiuye's feet on his knees and beg for mercy. They can't escape, if Xiu Ye wants to kill them, no matter how fast they run, they will only die, so it is better to ask for forgiveness at his feet. At this time, they were not disciples of the Holy Sound Palace, who were high in the eyes of outsiders, but just a disciple with a low status in front of the Holy Son.

Xiu Ye ignored them, he didn't know where to take out a white handkerchief, carefully wiped the hand that had just touched the quasi-holy son, and then threw the handkerchief on the ground where the body of the quasi-holy son was burning.

At this time, Xiu Hongxue walked out of the hiding place, looking at the disciple at Xiuye's feet and the place where the quasi-holy son disappeared, her eyes were complicated, this was the difference between the quasi-holy son and the holy son.

Xiu Ye looked at the disciples at his feet, and with a wave of his hand, black holes appeared behind these people and swallowed them directly, and these disciples disappeared without a trace before they even had time to let out a scream. Killing a quasi-saint son is interesting, but killing these ordinary disciples is very boring, and it is not worth any of his energy.

Get rid of these flies. Xiu Ye raised his head and looked around the forest, his eyes curved in a charming arc again, but Xiu Hongxue felt that when Xiu Ye laughed, some of the hidden aura around the forest and in the sky suddenly disappeared.

After those breaths disappeared, Xiu Ye clutched his chest and coughed a few times. Xiu Hongxue grabbed his hand worriedly, and realized that his condition at this time was worse than just now, and his heart rose again, but in such a state, he could still kill the quasi-saint son in an instant....

"Uncle Thirteen, you...."

Xiu Ye shook his head, stopped her words, took her hand and said, "Let's go, get out of here." ”

"Where are you going?"

"Go to a safe place. ”

"Really?"

"Plains of Dry Bones. ”