In the mountain behind the capital, there is a two-story pavilion on the highest mountain cliff, the surrounding ancient trees are towering, the clouds are dense, the two-story pavilion is surrounded by ancient trees very closely, and even a little air can not blow in.

The entire two-story attic is enveloped in a black mist, and as far as the eye can see, it is hazy, and the pavilion looms in the black fog.

Jiangxun flew down and landed outside the ancient tree, bowing her head respectfully:

"My lord, the poet girl secretly left the glazed golden pagoda last night and disappeared."

"I know, step aside!" He Liyu's low, indifferent voice came from the attic surrounded by trees.

"Yes, sir!" She bowed and retreated.

Above the second floor of the attic, the inner room surrounded by black fog is pitch black, the attic is very strange, there are no windows and no doors, only a door downstairs is only for entry and exit, but there are many fist-sized circular holes on the attic wall, some black fog is interspersed from these holes, and the interior of the attic is covered with wisps of black fog.

At this moment, He Liyun was sitting cross-legged on the futon, his hands were flat on his knees, and he was cultivating, and those black mist drilled into his facial features and out of the pores on his body.

Not far from him, there was a snow-white nine-tailed fox lying on her back, she was covered by a thick layer of red light, and those red lights were like blood-sucking poisonous snakes wrapped around the nine-tailed fox Yu Shu, who was always staring, opening her mouth with a pointed mouth, her expression was very painful, and her limbs were twitching and trembling rapidly.

"Nine-tailed fox, don't expect him to come to save you, his target is not you."

"No, Your Highness won't leave it alone." The nine-tailed fox groaned lowly, its pointed mouth opened and closed, and it was very weak when it spoke, as if it was using all its strength to resist the invasion of red light.

"What, are you waiting for this?"

He Liyu's index finger was a little in the air, and an osprey appeared out of thin air, it turned out to be the osprey released by Jian Mengdie three months ago, only to see it struggle in the air a few times, and Heli Yu volleyed a little more, turning into a blood mist and being swallowed by those swirling black mist.

The nine-tailed fox was stunned and stunned, and she didn't react for a long time, she thought that the osprey she sent out had already been received by His Highness, otherwise, how could he send someone to meet her secretly.

It turned out that everything was not out of the control of the city lord, all her actions were under secret surveillance, after so many years, the city lord never believed her at all, and she thought that this man had been controlled by herself, ridiculous......

"Since the osprey was discovered by the adult, why did the adult do it to the concubine." The nine-tailed fox gasped and groaned, its limbs twitched a few more times, and its eyes became foggy.

He Liyun glanced at her coldly, his gaze cold and ruthless, like an incomparably sharp blade that smashed the dream in her heart.

"Your value seat hasn't been used up yet, how can I easily move you."

"Nope." The nine-tailed fox screamed and roared, and was instantly submerged in red light, and no more fur could be seen.

The red light skyrocketed, and suddenly, the volley flew away, and a little red light floated in the black mist, and Jian Mengdie, who had turned into a human form, slowly walked in front of He Liyu from the red light, knelt on the ground, leaned over and said respectfully:

"The concubine obeys the dispatch of the lord!"

He Liyun nodded with satisfaction, the void helped, Jian Mengdie got up, stood still, and faced He Liyu with a respectful smile on her face, if you look carefully, you can see that although she is laughing, her eyes are straight, her expression is numb, and her smile is stiff, just like a controlled puppet every move is under the control of He Liyun.

"Very well, I've got a task for you now." With a flick of her index finger, a white light wrapped in information imprinted in Jian Mengdie's mind.

With a wave of his hand, Jian Mengdie's people disappeared in the black mist.

He Liyu got up, put his hands behind his back, stood in the black mist, and sneered!!

Shiru drew the capital and went directly to the black forest to the west, looking anxious, and swept through the dense jungle in the air, until a piece of turquoise appeared in front of her, and this should be the place where Luo Wuyan told her that the Sea Emperor was trapped.

Luo Wuyan told her that the Sea Emperor was trapped by some people with high mana, and if she didn't want him to die, she had to be fast!

She didn't ask Luo Wuyan to tell her why.

She didn't want to have any conspiracy in it, because, in her heart, the Sea Emperor was like a brother, so gentle, so elegant, different from the ruthlessness of He Li, and different from the yin and evil of the Emperor of the Sea, the Sea Emperor was like the sun, illuminating the darkness in her heart.

She had said that as long as she agreed, she was willing to use her own blood to revive him, but the Sea Emperor refused to do so.

He told her that he didn't want to hurt her in any way!

Such heart-warming words make the poetry and picturesque's always unruly heart a little soft, it is an untouchable soft place, even He Liyu can't, only the sea emperor Xuanya can!!

Take a few turns around the turquoise grass, close your eyes, and slowly feel the soul breath that captures the sea emperor.

The tip of his nose moved, his picturesque eyes were cold, and he flew up and pounced on a dense black forest opposite.

In the black forest, the Sea Emperor sat cross-legged, he was trapped in a array, surrounded by dense rays of light like spider webs, staggered, interspersed, and finally into a square of sparkling waves, flashing light, the light was hidden and floating, the soul of the Sea Emperor Xuan Ya floated up, and fell to the ground, the eyebrows as thin as willow leaves were slightly wrinkled together, the white skin set off the pale peach-colored lips trembled, and the expression was a little painful.

The poetry floated to the ground, and when I saw the Xuan Ya trapped in the array, my heart throbbed slightly.

"You're alright?" Consciousness asked eagerly, with deep concern.

She opened her eyes and saw a picturesque picture appear in front of her, a flash of light flashed in her warm eyes, and then she smiled bitterly:

"Picturesque, you shouldn't come!"

Shiruhua took a step forward, her little face was tense, and her consciousness was firmly transmitted:

"As long as I know, I must come!"

"If you get hurt, my heart will be even more uncomfortable." He stood up, the staggered light around him flickering a few times, streaking across him and sending up a puff of smoke.

"Don't move anymore." Shiruhua's consciousness was anxious, seeing that Xuanya was cut by those rays, her heart hurt like a pinprick, the fierce light in her eyes became deeper and deeper, her arms shook, the smoke behind her soared, Shiru's body twisted, her arms waved again and again, and the whole person threw herself into the forest.

The birds in the forest flew in shock, and five or six figures flew through the air, all of them swooping towards the picturesque poem.

With the bait as bait, they can't catch the picturesque poetry anymore, and they can't complete the task assigned by the master, and they can only die.

The poetic and picturesque bloody jade supply energy is not afraid of protracted battles, but she is worried that she is in the middle of the formation, she is already in a soul state, she can't withstand any attack damage, her heart is urgent, and she is very violent, her fists smash into the opponent's vital point, bursts of smoke rise into the air, and the light flickers.

These five or six people were also people with high mana, and they even had blades in their hands, but because of the master's orders, they were not allowed to hurt the other party at all, so they were tied with Shiruhua.

A stone mountain pressed towards Shiruhua, Shiru's eyes were fierce, savage, volleying, clenching his fists, piercing the sky with a burst of firelight, making a swishing sound and blasting towards Shishan, not allowing her to react, a sword light slashed, swept past her, cut through her clothes, and brought up a wisp of blood, Shiruhua didn't feel pain, his mind was condensed on the fist wind, and Shishan collided, Shishan shattered, and the black-clothed man who commanded Shishan vomited blood in the air and flew upside down.

A folding fan rotated rapidly and shot at the picturesque, the folding fan swirled up the breath blowing the picturesque skin with tearing pain, the water sleeves waved, the body swept back, a golden fist wind broke the back road, the poetry was picturesque, the hair was flying, the red robe was unfolded, the whole person swooped down, clinging to the ground to avoid the bombardment, the backhand turned, the light like a sword light split to the person holding the fan, the legs moved, and the layers of light shot to the person holding the fist, the 'boom' loud sound, the dust was flying, the ancient wood collapsed, and a burst of gunpowder smoke was filled.

Shiruhua's body is like an eagle, flying in the sky, rushing to the person who vomited blood and flying upside down, pinching his neck hard, with a crisp click, his neck breaks, and in the blink of an eye, Shiruhua killed one person, which frightened the rest of the people.

At the moment when the person vomiting blood died, a beam of light wrapped around the tips of his fingers snapped, and in the array of rays of light that trapped the Sea Emperor Xuanya, a ray of light disappeared.

Seeing the disappearing light, the Sea Emperor moved his lips slightly, raised his eyes, and looked at the picturesque poet who was fighting, his eyes were as gentle as water.

Time seems to go back to a thousand years ago, when she was fighting for the throne, she was secretly attacked by several royal brothers, and she saved herself at the hands of several brothers regardless of the danger of her life.

From that moment on, his heart fell on her!

The foot was naked, splashed with blood, the poem drew his leg, and the backhand slashed off a palm, flashing layers of light waves, and splitting a volley of branches.

The five people besieged Shiruhua, but they didn't take advantage of it, and the five people were shocked and a little ruthless at the same time, and they all raised their magic weapons and smashed them at Shiruhua.

The Sea Emperor who was trapped in the formation was startled, waving his arms, allowing the light to cut through his body and emit smoke repeatedly.

The wind blew violently, swept away the rocks and dust, like a whirlwind rolling rapidly towards the man in black, a willow branch with tender green leaves fell on the painter's body, the painter vomited blood, his face was pale, the bloody jade hidden in the bead in the middle of the ring under the high collar opened his small eyes, a touch of cold light crossed, the red light permeated, penetrated into the body, the damaged body was instantly surrounded by red light, the poetry was picturesque and howl, and it was hard to fight.

The speed of the Sea Emperor's arm swinging faster and faster, his expression was pale, and the figure that was cut by the light and emitted smoke gradually blurred.

'Ah' screamed, and the man in black holding a willow branch was caught in the whirlwind, instantly drowning, blinking, the broken body was broken, limbs and heads flew out of the whirlwind, and blood spilled into the sky.

There was one less ray of light that trapped the Sea Emperor, but the rest of the light was still splitting, and the figure of the Sea Emperor was as faint as a fog.

The remaining four people were shocked, attacking Shiruhua more and more violently, the idea of trying to catch Shiruhua became more and more slim, their hearts were angry, and the murderous aura in their eyes became even stronger.

A sword passed through the shoulder of the poet, the stabbing poet staggered, retreated, held the blade of the sword vigorously, the eyes were wide open, the wild and unruly eyes were as fierce as a wolf, the strange glow of red light, staring at the man holding the sword, gritting his teeth, raising his palm to slap the man holding the sword, the man in black drew the sword, the blade slashed through the palm of the picturesque sword, making a piercing sound, the man in black frowned, forced, the sword was pulled out, bringing up a piece of blood, at the same time, the rapidly rotating whirlwind overwhelmingly overwhelmed him, only let out a miserable scream, The broken body flew out of the whirlwind and scattered.

Shiruhua leaned against the trunk of the tree and gasped, her scarlet eyes stared at the remaining three, the bloody jade can increase energy but could not heal the wound, the pain in the shoulder made Shiruhua gasp, the blood gushing out made her face pale as paper, the red light of the bloody jade flashed, the body pain was suspended, the eyes were cold and ruthless, regardless of the wound and pounced on the person holding the fan, an iron fan was played by the man in black, the light of the iron fan was like a sword blade, the cold was pressing, and the wound on Shiruhua's body was aggravated.

Shiruhua snorted coldly, staring at the prey with the eyes of a wolf, and pounced on the person holding the fan in a savage way regardless of the wound, letting those rays of light stab the body, and smashed on the body of the fan-wielding person, the man in black was shocked and frightened, he didn't expect Shiruhua to be extremely fierce, it turned out to be a desperate posture, his chest collapsed, black still vomited blood, and he tried his last breath to remotely control the iron fan to split on Shiru's back, Shiruxiang snorted, the clothes on his back were torn, and a deep wound was terrifying.

The person with the fan didn't get any benefit, and Shiruhua grabbed his arms in a desperate breath, and raised his head and roared, tearing, blood splattered her face, sliding down her cheeks, and the red light in her eyes became thicker.

The screams came, and the swirling whirlwind engulfed another person, and there was only one ray of light left that cut through the Sea Emperor, but the figure of the Sea Emperor was slowly blurred, and it was thinner than fog.

"Picturesque, you go quickly." The Sea Emperor's voice seemed to come from far away, and the poetry was terrified, and he threw himself at the Sea Emperor regardless of his scarred body.

The Sea Emperor stretched out his hand to grab the fingertips stretched out by the picturesque, and at the moment he was about to touch it, he disappeared into the air, turning into a little starlight, floating, the blue eyes that were about to disappear with a faint smile, a faint melancholy, a faint pity, like a full lake, slowly fluctuating, shining like light, finally, a tear overflowed his eyes, and the moment he landed, he turned into a bright pearl, a lonely flashing light.

'Ah————' the poetry looked up and roared, the long hair fluttered, and the red light in his eyes floated bloodthirsty, as if a madman pounced on the only remaining man in black, and the man in black was terrified, waving the iron rod in his hand to block the picturesque murderous aura.

At the edge of the forest, Jian Mengdie's figure walked out slowly, his cold and expressionless eyes swept towards the man in black, flying in the air, waving his palm, and at the moment when the man in black raised his stick and smashed it on the top of Shiru's head, a ray of light flashed, blood burst out, and the iron rod fell to the ground, the man in black slowly lowered his head, slowly looked at his waist, and saw his lower body detach from his body and fall to the ground, and a large area of blood gushed out. Only then did the man in black let out a terrible scream, and halfway through the scream, his head was shattered by a poetic punch, his brain splattered, and blood splattered all over the sky.

Shiruhua's body staggered to the ground, and Jian Mengdie, who was flying in the air, floated to the ground in her arms, Shiruhua blinked her eyes blurred by blood, glanced at her, and her heart was shaken by the pain, her eyes were dark, and she fell into a coma