Mo Huang said that he knew the way out and asked Jun Bingwu to follow him.

Jun Bingwu didn't think much about it.

But in the past two days, Mo Huang didn't know which tendon had a problem, so he walked for her to help, ate a meal for her to feed, and even had to hold her when he slew.

Forget about these, but who can tell him that for Mao, she followed someone around the valley for a day and a night, and didn't even see a shadow of a way out?

Bing Wu Tong's shoes were not calm, and he shook off the hand he was holding her: "I said, do you know how to get out?" ”

Mo Huang hadn't spoken yet, just stubbornly pulled her forward.

If he could, he would rather just drag her around this valley for the rest of his life, without power struggles and deceit...... The most important thing is that there is no damn Helan Qian!

How nice.

Mo Huang sneered a little treacherously, and the cold ice on his lips actually had some cracks, replaced by a little happy smile.

Her softness, wrapped in his big palm, was such a perfect fit.

Like a sword and its own scabbard, there is no substitute.

Jun Bingwu struggled slightly, but she didn't break free, and the faint warmth passed down his palm, all the way to the bottom of her heart.

She turned her head and looked at Mo Huang's carved and perfect side face, a different kind of throbbing, slowly flowing in her heart.

Wouldn't it be nice if we could go on like this?

But fate is always like this, when you think it is the best, it will give you a knife fiercely.

Behind him, the wind moved, and there was a sound that cut through the air, sharp, cold, and with a strong murderous aura.

The purple-black mist enveloped the arrows and shot sharply at them, Mo Huang's eyebrows were sharp, and he held Jun Bingwu sideways to dodge.

The arrow, grazing their bodies, hit the nearby trees.

The moment the arrow entered the wood, the whole uncle was blown apart with a bang, and the broken branches were dried and flew around.

It is conceivable what the consequences would be if this arrow was shot at Mo Huang and Jun Bingwu.

Whoosh ......

Three more sharp arrows shot through the air, Mo Huang's cold eyes swept across, and there was a strong gust of wind between the light rise of the cloud sleeves.

Gangfeng collided with the arrows, sparks flew everywhere, and with a twist of Mo Huang's wrist, the three arrows immediately turned around, shooting away in the direction they came and went.

When he landed, the screams rang out.

At the same time, there was a sharp and piercing arrogant laughter.

Jun Bingwu's eyebrows tightened, and the voice ......

It's Murong Ye!

A purple-black mist streaked through, and the next moment, Murong Ye had already appeared in front of them.

Murong Ye's gaze swept over Mo Huang and Jun Bingwu, and the kind of gloomy coldness spread with his gaze, like a poisonous snake crawling over his body, and there was a creepy nausea.

"God, long time no see." Murong Ye opened his mouth and said slowly, the aura on his body was already gloomy enough, coupled with this slow breath that was neither yin nor yang, it was even more creepy.

Whether it was Jun Bingwu or Mo Huang, they all felt inexplicably weird, and Murong Ye in front of him seemed to have changed somewhere.

Murong Ye didn't seem to notice their inquiring gaze, and laughed to himself: "I forgot that this seat is no longer the Heavenly Protector of this seat, the new palace master, congratulations ......"

He smiled indifferently, his eyes fell on Jun Bingwu, Mo Huang looked at him vigilantly, stepped forward, and blocked Jun Bingwu behind him.

"Tsk, it's really a hero who is sad to pass the beauty pass, I really can't imagine that the cold Mo Huang will also have an emotional day, but it's a pity, how can you fall in love with a man? This preference is really flattering. ”

Murong Ye's serpent-like gaze swept over Jun Bingwu, and after staying for a moment, Jun Bingwu only felt goosebumps all over his body.

He turned his gaze and fell on Mo Huang again.

Suddenly, he laughed weirdly, "Bloodline King of Bai Ze's descendants, are you ready to enjoy the taste of the Ruthless Gu Attack?" ”

When it came to the Ruthless Gu, Jun Bingwu's face changed.

Murong Ye carefully studied Mo Huang's face, a flash of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and suddenly he smiled enchantingly: "It seems that this Ruthless Gu has already worked, but it is faster than this seat expected." ”

Mo Huang squinted, and his cold eyes swept towards the person opposite: "You are not Murong Ye." ”

His resolute affirmative tone made Jun Bingwu's heart skip a beat, and she couldn't help but raise her eyes and look at the person opposite, it wasn't Murong Ye, so who was he?

"It's a terrible insight, worthy of being the king of blood." The other party laughed wildly: "This seat is indeed not that idiot, but this body is still that idiot." ”

Jun Bingwu was a little confused when he heard it, but he also understood a little.

Could it be that this is the legendary possession?

Murong Ye smiled, but the smile suddenly froze, and his figure flashed, and his five fingers were wide open and buckled towards Jun Bingwu's throat.

Hitting the snake and hitting the seven inches, he can see that Jun Bingwu is Mo Huang's seven inches.

Mo Huang's cold face was even colder, and with a wave of his hand, he pushed Jun Bingwu to the side, and he had already flown up to meet him.

The two figures, one white and one purple, intertwined in mid-air, like a whirlwind, their movements were so fast that people couldn't see it clearly, only the sparks that exploded from the collision of spiritual power, and the deafening explosion.

Only feeling the aftermath of the battle, Jun Bingwu can also know the fierceness of the battle, and he can also know the strength of the other party with his knees, which is definitely not inferior to Mo Huang.

Moreover, the Ruthless Gu in Mo Huang's body had just attacked, and he vomited blood, so he should have been injured a lot, and he didn't know how much he had recovered.

She was a little worried, but in addition to being anxious, she couldn't help it.

The battle between them was not something she could participate in at all.

"Idiot! What are you still stunned about! Don't hurry up and do it for this seat! ”

In the battle circle, Murong Ye suddenly heard a loud shout, startling off a layer of snow on the trees, but no one responded.

Jun Bingwu tensed his nerves and looked around vigilantly.

There was no movement around except for the sound of Mo Huang and Murong Ye's spiritual power colliding and exploding.

"Ryuki Holy Maiden, don't forget your deal with this seat." Murong Ye smiled sinisterly, and the body of the Immortal who was hiding in the shadows suddenly tensed.

Damn it!

The last time, Ryusen held a grudge.

She did want to get rid of Jun Bingwu and Tianlan, but she definitely didn't want Mo Huang to know that it was him who did it, she originally wanted to use the knife of the former Demon Feather Palace Master, and she would not expose her, who knows......

But at this point, the king will not let her go......

A fierce color crossed between Liuxian's eyebrows, she raised her hand, and a white mist shot out of her hand, flying towards Jun Bingwu.

Jun Bingwu flashed sideways, but the white mist followed her like a shadow, turned around, and wrapped around Jun Bingwu's body like a chain, binding her tightly.

She struggled, but she couldn't break free.

Liuxian flew up, came out of the shadows, and grabbed Jun Bingwu's throat with five fingers.