Zhou Xinyan doesn't want to live anymore.

After a series of inhuman torture and humiliation, he longed for death more than ever.

But he also knows very well that many things don't end with death.

As a cultivator, he is better able to keep secrets when he is alive than when he is dead.

So he can't die yet.

It's really a contradiction, one longs for death and at the same time tells himself that he can't walk into the darkness like this.

His prayers were answered perfectly.

So, let's have a less than perfect response.

"Boom! boom!"

The space occupied by the dark blue suddenly began to tremble, and Zhou Jiumei, who was holding a meat skewer and was ready to 'serve' Zhou Xinyan to eat at any time, was unstable under her feet and almost fell.

"What's going on?"

She heard a strange noise coming from the entrance of the large array at regular intervals, as if someone had started a giant piledriver and was constantly bombarding the large array.

Standing firm, Zhou Jiumei suddenly smiled.

"Old Zamao, I can't see it, obviously Zhou Zhong's group of people has been cleaned up, and the eldest is also trapped in the southwest by the people of the Demon Sect by the second brother's calculations, and there are still people in the clan who are not the only ones in the center of you. Hey, hey, hey. ”

Zhou Jiumei said.

"Humph!"

Zhou Xinyan also felt the shaking of the big array, and while he was happy, he remembered the lesson just now and answered Zhou Jiumei in a nasal voice, and at the same time, he also doubted in his heart:

Who will save themselves at this time?

The person who came should not have the strength of the Jindan period, otherwise he could break the formation without such violent means as he is now.

Below the Jindan period, the highest is only the foundation building consummation, and the foundation building consummation Zhou Jiumei alone can fight a hundred.

It's just a rebellious soul.

Thinking of this, the joy and excitement in Zhou Xinyan's heart suddenly fell silent, replaced by worry.

"The good sons of the Zhou family, all disperse! These miscellaneous people don't dare to kill the ancestor! You protect yourself is the best support for the ancestor!"

After all, he couldn't help but shout, Zhou Xinyan was in tears, blood was red, and he cried a lot.

These days, he has seen through human nature, and at this moment, he can be regarded as revealing his true feelings, so much so that he has to shout out his words at the risk of being fed another mouthful of 'Zhou Xinyan brand' meatballs.

Although he knew that his voice could not be heard at all, he still felt that he had to respond to the people from outside who had come to rescue him.

And then he got his wish.

"Hmm!"

was stuffed with another mouthful of meat, and Zhou Xinyan burst into tears.

"Old thing, I really don't have a long memory, so let me see which things that don't have long eyes are looking for death, and the following Jindan are all ants! ”

Zhou Jiumei slapped Zhou Xinyan's face twice, and then gave the people around her a look.

She and Zhou Xinyan are not the only ones here, she brought in two 'assistants', one of whom is responsible for lighting the fire and the other is responsible for roasting meat.

At this moment, with Zhou Jiumei's instructions, the two of them threw away the work at hand, turned their heads and ran towards the entrance of the big array.

Their figures were quickly drowned in the dark blue light.

And then soon ......

"Ahh

Two screams exploded almost at the same time, and the two things rolled all the way from the depths of Xuanqing to Zhou Jiumei's eyes.

Zhou Jiumei fixed her eyes and saw that this was not the heads of those two people, but what it was.

"Ah Da! Ah Er!"

She saw the indifferent look on the head's face, and she knew that both of them had been killed when they didn't react at all.

The man who made the shot was quick and decisive.

Decisive killing, these four words are the best description of the comer.

"Click!"

Zhou Jiumei quickly took out a piece of jade and crushed it, and then summoned thirteen daggers to surround her.

"Who?"

Ah Da and Ah Er went to open the formation gate, and their killing shows two things: first, the formation gate has been opened. Second, the comer is very strong.

"I'm here to find Zhou Xinyan, I heard that he is here, I don't know if it?"

In the cyan light, a figure slowly appeared, and Mo Ye, who had recovered his original appearance, walked step by step with a sword.

"Looks like so. ”

He saw the miserable Zhou Xinyan, and Mo Ye smiled.

"Mo Xie?"

Zhou Xinyan recognized Mo Xie's voice, and Zhou Jiumei recognized Mo Ye's face.

"What do you want?"

Without asking stupid questions like 'How did you get here?', every dagger beside Zhou Jiumei pointed at every vital point on Mo Xie Zhou's body at the first time, and with a slight movement of her mind, these daggers would stick Mo Ye into a sieve—at least that's what she thought.

"I'll come to Zhou Xinyan to settle an account. ”

Mo Xie didn't seem to see Zhou Jiumei's thirteen daggers, he still walked towards Zhou Xinyan step by step, and also walked towards Zhou Jiumei.

"What's the account?"

Zhou Jiumei is ready to do it.

"Two sieges, two serious injuries. Blood account. ”

Mo Evil Dao.

This strong pretending style, coupled with his serious face, should never be a product that makes people laugh, but someone laughed.

The person who laughed was Zhou Xinyan.

Blood and tears still remained on his face, minced flesh still remained in his mouth, and he laughed heartily.

"Hahaha! Come on! I'm here! You're going to kill me! Hahaha! Remember to destroy my soul too, or I'll haunt you too!"

Zhou Xinyan is begging for death, and what he is asking for is a way to die.

He hoped that Mo Xie would fulfill him, so he began to curse Mo Xie.

"I only hate that I wasn't decisive enough and not ruthless enough! So much so that today the tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs! Hahaha!"

He was like crazy.

He didn't think about whether there would be meatballs stuffed into his mouth with this mouth, and he didn't think about whether Mo Xie would feel that after seeing his miserable appearance, he would still let him suffer in this world to relieve his hatred, he just wanted to scold and seek his own end with his own will.

The big guy who has been in the wind and clouds is to die voluntarily, beautifully, and vigorously.

He was begging for death.

Mo Ye also saw that Zhou Xinyan was begging for death, he held the sword and set his eyes on Zhou Jiumei's body.

"Get out of the way. ”

He said.

Mo Xie didn't make any 'unquestionable' sound, and there was no 'emotion' in the two words he spit out.

Zhou Jiumei is a monk of the Jindan period, and there will be more monks of the Jindan stage who will arrive later, no matter what Mo Xie is going to do next, there will be a vicious battle waiting for him.

Mo Ye has already entered the state.

The state of the merciless sword.

"What if I don't let it?"

Zhou Jiumei didn't sense the cultivation belonging to the Jindan stage cultivator from Mo Ye's body, she didn't even sense the spiritual power fluctuations from Mo Ye's body, she wouldn't think that Mo Ye was just a simple mortal without any cultivation, let alone that Mo Ye had a cultivation comparable to the Yuan Infant Stage and could make herself unable to sense. Because if the former possibility was true, he would not be here at all, and if the latter possibility existed, he would not be here.

Zhou Jiumei felt that Mo Ye had some treasure on his body that could shield his own breath, which could also explain that the other party could actually blend into the Zhou family so deeply that he had not been discovered.

As for the other party's cultivation?

Judging from the previous battle between Mo Ye and Zhou Xinyan, Mo Ye is at most in the middle of Jindan.

Jindan mid-term?

Zhou Jiumei herself is in the middle stage of Jindan, and she is also a middle stage of Jindan with many magic weapons and means. On the other hand, Mo Xie is just a wild path, and it is a miracle that he can cultivate to this realm today.

She's afraid of yarn.