At this time, the old witch was still playing a game of cat and mouse with them.

Hua Weiyang couldn't bear it anymore, so he directly lit up his nails and grabbed Xiao Qiao's wrist that was tied next to him.

The wrist is the gathering place of the main arteries of the human body, once it is torn open, the blood is like a stream, trickling out endlessly, dripping on the grass, blooming bewitching blood flowers, "Not to mention, all the disciples of Xuanji Pavilion will give my apprentices to pay for their lives!"

Only then did Chu Yu realize that every nail of Uncle Hua was grayish-white, an inch long, and extremely sharp, at first glance, its sharpness was no less than the dagger in her hand.

Uncle Hua has always been expressionless, he has always been Muna, and even Chu Yu felt that he walked half a beat slower than ordinary people, as if he was not interested in the things around him.

It was the first time she saw Uncle Shi and finally had emotions, he was angry, he was trembling, he was worried about Mu Yao.

"Come and see", Wen Ziran's voice sounded at this time.

Hua Weiyang was the first to run over, and Chu Yu followed suit, Bai Yao and Ning Zimo stayed in place, staring at the ladies of Xuanji Pavilion.

Wen Ziran held the Night Pearl in his left hand, and pointed to the sliding marks on the grass with his right hand, "The grass is slippery, and people are easy to slip, but there are as many as four or five slip marks here, and it is impossible for four or five people to fall at the same time, I think Mu Yao and they should be in this direction."

When Mo Hua saw Wen Ziran's discovery, his pupils widened.

Wen Ziran was in charge of cutting the surrounding branches with his sword, and Chu Yu walked forward.

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, Wen Ziran wanted to hold Chu Yu tightly.

The light of the night pearl is too soft, and the range of illumination is not wide enough, if he hadn't turned around in time, he saw that there was a cliff under Chu Yu's feet, and if Chu Yu stepped down this foot, it would be an endless abyss.

Chu Yu looked at the cliff mouth, and the direction of the slip marks on the grass pointed to the cliff, and a terrible thought formed in her mind, "It's not good! Mu Yao, most of them have been thrown off the cliff!"

When Hua Weiyang heard this, his long body didn't stand firm for a while, and he took half a step back.

When he reacted, his eyes widened, his dark gray pupils were covered with red bloodshots, his hands and neck were so angry that his muscles were bulging, he gritted his teeth word by word and said, "Hurt me in vain, you all deserve to die!"

With that, he turned around and attacked the ink painting and walked away.

Uncle Hua's body is very ghostly, Chu Yu can't see his exact path and tricks, as if everything depends on the sharpness of the tip of the claw.

However, the move was violent, and the sharpness between the ten fingers was like a silver light, cutting on the body of the ink painting.

Once, Hua Weiyang was wanted everywhere in Xuanji Pavilion, and he never fought back, and Mo Hua once thought that he was a useless alchemist.

Now, she knows that Hua Weiyang is absolutely a real person.

However, even if the ink painting used all his strength to dodge, it was still scratched out of blood marks, as if someone had been delayed with a whip.

Hua Weiyang's eyes have also changed from bloodshot at the beginning to most of them are covered with red now.

Baiyao looks at it, it's not good, the junior brother is going crazy!

Hurriedly grabbed him, "Xiaohua, you calm down! She has me to show you, she can't run away, the first thing is to go to the bottom of the cliff to find his nephew, maybe he is blessed with a great life, and he is still alive!"

Chu Yu was also startled when he saw Hua Weiyang's appearance for the first time, not at all like his usual immortal-like uncle, so he hurriedly spoke up, "Yes, uncle, Mu Yao may be waiting for us to rescue us below, let's not waste more time again."