The masked woman who was scratched by her husband swept through the mist, and she quickly left in this gap.

Four of her subordinates are dead, she doesn't run away, she only stays and dies!

Shiruhua sat on the ground, closed her eyes to regulate her breath, and ate nearly ten red fruits in a few days in a row, the inside of her body was like a mountain, she looked strong and tough on the outside, but she had been hollowed out inside, and her strong and hollow outside was enough to describe her body at the moment. The monster grinned and waved its small arms, its gray eyes were sinister, its white pupils flipped for a while, and it looked terrifying, and he squeaked and screamed all over his blood, and his fish tail slapped on the trunk of the tree.

He was very angry, his eyes were extremely resentful, he didn't drink the woman's blood and eat the woman's flesh, he was unwilling in his heart, and squeaked at the woman with resentment.

Wu Huan's face was expressionless, his blue eyes were like a piece of dead ash, no life, his long blue hair wrapped his body, in the forest, the more lonely, his eyes swept to the little monster, he shook his fingers slightly, the little monster's tail shook even more, waving his little arms and pounced on his body, baring his teeth at him like a little wolf cub, and then his angry eyes fell on Qi Qi, who had just extinguished the flames on his body, and was excited to reappear.

As if sensing the strange and unpredictable gaze of the little monster, Qi Qi hung his hooves on the ground, lowered his head and roared, his burrs were upside down, emitting a sharp light, and a pair of big wings spread out, like a sharp knife sweeping in the forest, and the long-held sullen anger could finally be vented out, thinking that it was one of the four ancient fierce beasts, claiming to be the king and hegemon in the immortal mountain, and was captured by mortals as soon as he entered the earthly world, and the anger in his heart can be imagined.

At this moment, a strange voice came from afar, and Shiruhua, who was meditating in pranayama, opened his eyes and looked westward, the forest was dense, and through the gap, he saw a few figures in a flash.

"Let's get on the road, after all, it's close to the official road." She spoke indifferently.

The little monster hanging on his body roared and screamed provocatively at Qiqi, but he was locked into his clothes by his shaking fingers, and he saw that the clothes on his chest were agitated a few times and calmed down.

Qi Qi walked slowly to Shiru's side, lowered his head and sniffed:

"You don't look very well, you have too much damage inside your body, what did you just eat?"

She also looked at her, if it hadn't been for the earth-shattering punch she had just made, it would have been injured in the fight against the masked woman.

Shiruhua shook her head, her face was as pale as paper, white and too transparent, she got up and steadied herself, she didn't want to tell her secret without knowing her, although, she helped her!

didn't leave one for He Liyu, it was inevitable that he was a little depressed in his heart, and after walking a few steps and shaking his body, Qi Qi stepped forward, stretched out his head and grabbed the corner of her clothes and threw her back, smiling poetically and bitterly, and did not struggle, lying on its back to rest.

Several people walked on the road in the direction of the capital, and the woman was silent along the way, holding the guqin in her arms and walking expressionlessly.

He didn't ask where Shiruhua went, so he followed silently.

Shiruxiang never asked him where he went, and they were with each other all the way, and they never said a word to each other.

Passing by a mountain stream, two people and a demon beast stay to rest, the spring water is clear, occasionally fish play in it, the spring water tastes a little sweet, and it is cool in the heart.

Sitting on a large rock, she waved her sleeves to cool off the sweltering heat.

"It's getting hotter." She looked up at the sky and said indifferently.

"The ghost weather, it will change, and it was very refreshing just now." Qiqi lay beside the spring and twitched his nose complainingly.

The hand that waved his sleeve stopped, looked at the blue sky like snow, frowned slightly, and then raised his eyes to look at the sky in the distance, only to see a faint red puffy cloud slowly moving over this side, as this layer of red puffy clouds moved, the air became more and more suffocating, cool, slightly hot. Shiruhua stood up and squinted.

"What's wrong?" Poor and listless, he slapped the fish swimming in the stream with his paws.

The red puffy clouds in the sky moved faster and faster, enveloping this way.

"That doesn't seem right." Poetic and picturesque, with consciousness transmitting sound.

She glanced at her, her slender white fingers gently roamed the strings, letting the blue hair slide down the side of her face, the blocked blue eyes flashed with inexplicable sourness, and then were covered by a wave of hatred, and the blue eyes that had never fluctuated were like a soul-piercing bottomless pit, spinning faintly, sweeping the layers of waves.

The moment he looked up, his blue eyes were dead and dead, silent and lifeless!

"What's that red puffy cloud? Oh my God, what a puffy cloud. Qi Qi exclaimed, and stood up suddenly, all on guard.

In the air, a flock of birds flew by, covered in red, and then I saw the birds crackling and falling down, and the frightened poetry and the woman's face changed suddenly.

"It's not a floating cloud, it's a bloody aura, and there are people ahead." Wu Huan hugged the guqin, extremely indifferent.

"When the masters in the world are doubled, it really surprises this seat." Qi Qi shook his body, and his wings spread out, growing bigger little by little, covering the sky and the sun, fanning, and bringing a piece of coolness.

"Come up, both of you, and I'll take you away." The bloody aura was moving very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was not far from them.

Wu Huan grabbed the poetry and jumped to Qi Qi, just sat down, the blood and evil breath quickly shrouded this side, and, the area is getting bigger and bigger, the whole mountain stream is shrouded in the blood and evil gas, Qi Qi raised his head and roared, waved his wings and spread his wings high in the sky, the wings covered with clouds and the moon in the moment when the blood and the moon rolled in, took off and stayed away, and was almost wiped out by the blood and the blood, the poetry and the picture and the woman both took a long breath, flying in the sky to look at the source of the blood and the blood, suddenly, the poetic and picturesque apricot eyes were wide open, and a face was shocked, In the place where the blood and evil qi came from, the familiar tall figure stood in the air, the black robe spread out in the wind, the long black hair floated in the air, and opposite him, a man in a yellow robe stood in the air, his white hair was tied behind him, the wide yellow robe shrouded in the air, and his hands stretched out as if he was resisting something.

"Quick, let's get over." Consciousness sounded, with urgency, excitement, and confusion, and waved his wings and flew over there.

Wu Huan, who was sitting in the back, looked down at her in front of her, her eyebrows were rarely slightly wrinkled, and her dead blue eyes were faintly cold and stiff, only the eyes of a dead sheep after slaughter were so terrifying.

He Liyu's arms swiped in Taiji, and streams of red bloody qi flowed out of his body, covering the entire sky, the blood was intense, looking closely, tumbling like clouds, like wisps of red nematodes twisting and curling in the air, no matter what creature could not survive in it.

The bloody qi oppressed the yellow-robed person opposite, the lower the pressure, the more the white hair was several meters long, the moment it touched the bloody qi, the white smoke was swishing, the paste smell was extremely strong, the electric light flashed, the yellow-robed person's face was painful, the sword eyebrows of the oblique flying were locked together and piled up into a mountain, the slender eyes containing sharp eyes were cold to the bone, and the thin and tight lips seemed to be raised high in mockery.

The poetry rose into the air, ignoring the void inside the body, and turned his hand into a fist, blasting at the yellow-robed person opposite, and was shocked:

"You want to die!"

A figure is faster than its sound, at the same time as the poetic and picturesque fist, the person has pounced on the poetic picturesque, the right hand holds the piano to block the fist, the left hand crosses the strings, the loud sound of the piano resounded through the sky, strong and low, and the sound of the pine wind, like a roar in the deep mountains, fist, piano, 'boom' The two collided, bursting with blazing light, the poetry was picturesque, the eyes appeared angry, the eyes were cold, this punch had exhausted her whole strength, floated and retreated, staring at Wu Huan with a murderous face, and the ups and downs of the eyes rolled like a wolf's red light.

"Why are you in my way, are you an accomplice with that man?" A cold and hard consciousness echoed in her mind.

Her breath was disordered, her face was even paler and a little blue, her right hand was holding the piano, she coughed a few lowly, and a thin white light flashed between her five fingers.

"The fist also blasted out, I'm afraid you will regret it for half your life."

"What do you mean?" The cold consciousness contains a deep murderous aura, the poetry is picturesque, the cold eyebrows are shrugged, the hollowed out body can no longer hold on, relying on the poor Qi's body to barely support it, the shoulder wound has already been bleeding like a column, the face is pale and a little transparent, the delicate red lips are not a little bloody, and they tremble slightly.

At this moment, the bloody qi rolled in the air, like the waves of the sea, majestic and magnificent, and the bloody qi within a radius of a hundred miles gradually condensed together, like a whirlwind, madly sweeping everything around, all of them were destroyed and turned into ashes.

The faces of the two monsters changed abruptly, and Qi Qi hurriedly bit Shi Ruhua and threw it back, and retreated into the air again and again, and so did Wu Huan.

The yellow-robed man's face changed greatly, and his resisting arms moved more quickly, and a white snow mist like an ice pick was kneaded, rolling bigger and bigger, and the 'boom' collided with the bloody qi, making an earth-shattering thunder sound, the sky collapsed, the mountain collapsed, the ground cracked, the gravel flew wildly, and the light was shining, and the people in the yellow robe retreated in the air one after another, flying out.

The man in the yellow robe is dancing in the messy hair, his eyes are as sharp as an eagle's eyes, his eyes are as sharp as the eyes of an ostrich, as black as the autumn fog, and a shallow and easy-to-see smile is crossed by his lips, very faint and faint, and the figure of the retreating figure looms, and the yellow robe brings the elegance of the city, and the white hair floats with the figure, and even the people disappear in the air and disappear.

He Liyu fell to the ground, his cold eyes fell on Shi Ruhua's body, staring deeply, and there was a pair of burning eyes hidden deep under the thick eyebrows, which were full of boundless indifference, and the dark pupils flickered with strange streamers.

"Why are you here?" Extremely indifferently asked, his eyes swept over Qi Qi, who had his head held high and looked unruly, and finally, his eyes fell on Wu Huan and sank.

Shiruhua stepped forward, carefully hiding the excitement and shame in her eyes, raised her chin slightly, raised her eyebrows, patted Qiqi's big head with her small hand, and laughed smugly and silently, the juniors had already been wet with sweat, and the weakness of her body and mind was pressed down, and no one could see that her body was about to collapse to the point of being blown down by the wind.

Seeing her like this, her heart, which was originally very dark and heavy, suddenly lightened, her lips softened, and when her eyes moved, she blocked the suspicious smile that appeared at the corners of her lips.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, you're bold, come here!"

Qi Qi squinted at the very violent girl next to her, seeing that she was very well-behaved and moved to He Liyun's side, she opened her mouth in surprise, and she didn't react for a long time, she lowered her head, and let her long blue hair cover her sides, I don't know what his expression was, but Tuo Guqin's fingers were tightened, the green tendons were raised, and he was a little stiff.

Lifting her small chin, He Liyun frowned slightly:

"Why is your face so pale and injured?"

His eyes fell on the bleeding wound on his shoulder, his eyes turned cold, and after taking the pulse, He Liyu's face sank, and his breath changed suddenly, gloomy, murderous, and frightened, and he quietly took a step back, and prepared for defense, the man in front of him had unfathomable mana, murderous aura solidified and formed, and his temperament was strange and changeable, he was a master who was not easy to control, but, judging from Shiru's attitude towards him, it was difficult to make it possible, he was the future master, Qi Qi widened his eyes and speculated wildly.

Shiruhua nodded obediently, and just wanted to pull out the little hand that was held, but his eyes were dark, his heart was dark, and he fell into He Liyu's arms.

He Liyun hugged the small body in his arms, his eyes were deep and indifferent to the bones, and his eyes fell on Wu Huan, silent for a moment, and left in the air, Qi Qi snorted, a little unhappy He Liyu took the initiative to take away the picturesque, helpless, he may be its future master, flicked his tail a few times, and also took off to follow, Wu Yu slowly raised his head, slender white fingers slowly stroked the strings, and the dead ashes in his blue eyes were miserable white, like a calm sea, and could not stir up any ripples.

"Sea Emperor, do you know that after a thousand years, his subordinates have seen him again."

I don't know how long I slumbered, Shiruhua woke up faintly, moved her body, felt a pain from her bones, snorted, Shiruhua turned her brain to look at the bedside, Heli's tall and majestic body sat in the chair in the center of the living room, silently meditating and pranayama.

Sensing that she had woken up, He Liyun opened her eyes and swept coldly to the person on the bed:

"You've been in a coma for three days, are you still comfortable?"

Shiruhua wrinkled her little face, her eyes had long since lost her unruliness of the past, she was as well-behaved as a cat, squinting her eyes, some tsundere and some tricks, such a she was rare, He Li's eyes were soft, she got up and walked to the side of the bed to stare deeply at the girl in front of her who had suddenly changed a lot, and wondered why she had changed.

Shiruhua got up and leaned half against the bedpost, the wound on her shoulder had been bandaged, presumably with the medicine, and the pain was reduced a lot.

He looked up at the man in front of him and pondered for a long time before his consciousness was transmitted to him.

"It hurts, but I can hold on."

He Liyun was surprised, raised his eyebrows, sat sideways on the edge of the bed, and spoke with a faint smile in a low voice for the first time, although his smile was like a fog and clouds, very faint, unpredictable, and lost in an instant.

"Why, Ken is talking to me with consciousness."

The picturesque and arrogant pouting, raising the little face, and the stubborn appearance softened He Lixi's gaze.

"As long as you stop bullying me, I'm willing to communicate with you."

Today's He Liyu is a little different, it can also be said that he is different from the city lord in the capital, he has more human touch, no longer so cold and cruel, ruthless and heartless, stretched out his fingers and gently scraped the tip of her small nose, a pair of eyes are as hot as fire, and there is a magnet-like attraction, which makes Shiruhua unconsciously fall into it.

"Tell me, why did you leave the capital?"

Shiruhua was a little twisted, her head was lowered, her fingers were boringly playing with the corners of her clothes, her little face was a little red, and she didn't notice the cold light that flashed away when she looked down.

"The second lady said, you have your birthday at the end of the month, and I know that you don't have a mount, so this trip to leave the capital is to find a mount for you."

The demon beast Qiqi flashed in front of him, and He Liyu's heart swayed, and a trace of strangeness appeared in the bottom of his heart, making his hand unconsciously caress his picturesque and shy little face, and gently raised her little hanging head, making her look directly at herself, her lips were soft, and her voice was low and hoarse:

"Qiqi, is that the mount you prepared for me?"

Shiruhua nodded, wanting to remove his little face but was tightly restrained by him, and his appearance was even more shy, like a ripe apple, sweet and attractive, attracting the strange ripples of Heliyu's heart.

He Liyu leaned over, his lips were a few millimeters away from hers, and a fiery breath came to his face, the poetic heart beat faster, the delicate body trembled a little, and the two helpless little hands entangled the corners of her clothes, showing the panic in her heart.

Outside the door, the footsteps stopped, and a long hair fluttered outside the door, reflecting on the door, making the poetry instantly come back to his senses, and hurriedly pushed away He Liyu's tall upper body and pushed away the compelling breath.

Letting go of his jaw, He Liyun got up, his soft gaze gradually cooled, he flicked his sleeves, stood facing the door of the inn with his hands behind his back, and the outsider pushed the door in, and the woman stood still in front of He Liyun, with a round table made of achievements in the middle.

The breath in the room sank suddenly, becoming thin and cold, poetic and picturesque, looking sideways at the two of them, and doubts suddenly appeared in their eyes.

"Heda City Lord, long time no see, I greet you for the Sea Emperor."

He Liyu's eyebrows did not move, his eyes were murderous, his breath was as sharp as a blade, and the cold was pressing.

"The first general beside the Sea Emperor, I haven't seen you for a thousand years, and you are the same as ever."

"Everyone is each other!" The voice was as cold as ice, and the blue eyes were even more dead, like a dead sea, without any color, floating and undulating.

He Liyu did not move, and the majestic and domineering aura spread little by little, and it was natural, and it exuded a strong force that was proud of the world.

Wu Huan's expression was faintly depressed red, Tuoqin's fingers tightened slightly, the pale and paper-like Wu Huan was fragile and seemed to be vulnerable, poetic and picturesque, just wanted to get out of bed to stop, He Liyu restrained his breath, the indoor air suddenly relaxed, the depressing suffocation disappeared, he threw off the robe and sat down, He Liyu held the teapot and poured, the tea pillar slipped and fell into the white porcelain cup.

"Why did Zhenfengdu County appear?"

Wu Yu gasped, her back was wet and cold, her five fingers moved invisibly, and the thin lines of the same color as the air flashed between her fingers, her eyes fell on Shi Ruhua's body, and her voice was still as indifferent as before:

"The Sea Emperor must wake up!"

For their conversation, Shiruhua couldn't understand it, frowned slightly, and glanced back and forth between the two, obviously, they knew each other, moreover, they had known each other for thousands of years.

Who is the Sea Emperor in the mouth of the woman? These questions linger in the poetic and picturesque heart, and I can't figure it out!