One by one, they rushed towards the gate of the cave.

Even if he squeezed his head, he didn't want to continue to stay in the Ghost King Lingdong Mansion.

Because the sound of the dragon's roar is still echoing, not to mention that the big stones in the cave house rolled down and smashed their souls away, even the sound of the dragon's roar will shake their three souls and seven spirits.

But in the confusion, she slowly walked towards him.

Climb up to the high platform and come behind him.

But the wind released around him was like a sharp sword, cutting through her blown-tearable skin, leaving her scarred.

The strong wind pressure made the dantian unable to supply the martial spirit, and when he couldn't resist, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Poof......" The corners of his mouth overflowed with a striking red.

The boulder rolled past her.

And the enchantment of the Qinglong Immortal Hairpin has long since disappeared.

Occasionally, small pebbles fell on her head, and her head was bleeding.

She couldn't take another step forward, but her heart seemed to be blocked by something, and she didn't know how to persuade him.

She didn't understand what he wanted Oni Jian to do with his ribs.

Just by looking at his reaction now, she could already guess that the rib was important to him.

Otherwise, you won't be disappointed to the point of anger.

Ghost Sword looked at the woman behind Mo Jun Evil with sorrow.

He has always looked down on women, and in his concept, women are just animals that cling to men to survive.

But the madness of Ye Zhi, who was stained with blood in white.

But he led his heart and liver to tremble fiercely.

Then, he slowly raised his head and pointed behind Mo Junxie, and his lips opened and closed: "You, the, body, and back ......."

The green dragon phantom above Mo Junxie's head suddenly turned his head and looked at the person behind him.

Suddenly frightened, the green dragon phantom immediately returned to the immortal body.

Restraining his anger, he turned around and saw Ye Zhimad standing behind him covered in blood.

The man's face was also covered with long, thin scars.

As he turned, she slowly fell backwards feebly.

He reached out and hooked her waist, and his footsteps swirled, and the two figures slowly landed.

She sat on his lap with her head resting on his shoulder, and they snuggled up to him.

He hugged her tightly with a heartache, his body trembled slightly, and his voice trembled: "Why did you come behind me, don't you know that Lu Dao is very dangerous, is it very dangerous?" ”

Painful and worried.

Ye Zhimad showed a faint smile and replied, "Aren't you always thinking about the affairs of two people when you are alone?" ”

"You ......" Mo Jun twitched fiercely.

He thinks about the future of two people when he is alone.

But she didn't expect to be seen through by her at a glance.

"I'm not dead." She clutched her chest: "I just feel a little pain here." ”

Blood spilled out of her mouth.

Internal injuries, definitely internal injuries that have been hit hard.

He grabbed her hand and placed it where she said it 'hurts'.

Wisps of warm fairy energy slowly melted into her body.

She felt the tingling in her chest gradually dissipate.

A refreshing breath lingers in the chest.

It's like a light fairy dancing lightly on her chest, and it can bring her a sense of calm rhythm.

The boulder suddenly fell heavily from the top of their heads.

Ye Zhifang's pupils shrank, and he exclaimed, "Be careful." ”

She pushed away the man who was hugging her with all her might.

The boulder slammed in.

Mo Junxie has been pushed far away by her.

When I look back anxiously......

The boulder fell to the spot where they had been.

But Ye Zhimad's body had already been wiped out.

Mo Junxie's heart-rending cry: "Crazy ......"