Li Xian's heart tugged at his throat, and when he reacted, the corpse's hands were already stuck on his neck.

"Hmm!" He couldn't call for help, so he could only grab the corpse's fleshless wrist and desperately break it to both sides. I don't know how this two-bone arm has so much strength, he was forced to face the corpse, and from that empty eye socket saw the red fire, saw the dark abyss behind the firelight, saw the eighteen layers of hell in the Buddhist story, and saw that the torture in each layer of hell was himself. It was as if he himself felt the pain of those burning or peeling skins, and his mind collapsed instantly!

He was completely out of whacks, swinging his hands wildly at the corpse, even using his feet. The vigorous movement caused them to fall from their horses and fall heavily to the ground. Such an impact actually made the corpse's hand loosen a little, and the desire to survive made Li Xian take the opportunity to find the sword, and swung the sword up, cutting off the corpse's head to the neck.

Seeing the skull roll out of the coffin, he stood up with his sword on his hand. Fortunately, his horse didn't run, which somewhat gave him some bottom in his heart. Just as he was about to pass, he saw a black shadow floating to the horse's side. It turned out to be a man in a black robe.

The man's long straight black hair danced without wind, making it difficult to see his facial features, and a miserable white hand touched the horse's nose, which was obviously terrified and scraped to the ground, but the nose seemed to be attached to his hand. This strange scene made Li Xian's legs like lead, and he couldn't move, let alone escape. And this long-haired man, he always felt an inexplicable familiarity, and the kind full of hostility. Looking closely, the man's robe was not black, but white with a layer of floating black smoke, which was why he regarded it as black.

White...... White? A name popped through his mind. Could it be that this person is the one with strange skills in Tang Ying's mouth...... Ming Chongyan?!

They are usually like fire and water, but now they meet in the narrow streets of empty streets, which makes Li Xian's heart even more uncertain. He clutched the hilt of the sword tightly in his hand, staring at Ming Chongyan intently, and the tension was about to erupt.

Ming Chongyan didn't speak, admiring Li Xian's terrifying expression while gently stroking the horse's nose. The black dead air spread from his fingertips like tentacles to the horse's body, seeping into the horse's veins, causing the horse's surface to bulge with earthworm-thick blood vessels, which swollen along the direction of the horse's head to the horse's tail. The horse began to neigh in pain, and the veins were squirming more violently, as if something was about to come out!

Ming Chongyan smiled slightly, exerted force in his hand, and flicked the horse out of the air with a breath. Li Xian clearly saw that first the blood vessels on the horse's body burst, and black dead qi drilled out, and then all the muscles were peeled off from the horse's skeleton as if they were boiled, and flew away at a faster speed, and the huge skeleton flew out with a slight delay, but it was still shattered by this weird and powerful palm wind. In an instant, then, the mighty steed was reduced to a pool of dead stuff in the snow, mixed with flesh, bones, and hot blood.

The scream was stuck in Li Xian's throat, making him unable to shout. But fear turned into a thousand worms all over his body, causing him to collapse to the ground under his feet.

Ming Chongyan looked at him contemptuously. The hands were raised, and black dead air erupted from between the fingers and palms, dyeing the snowflakes between the two of them black.

Lee Hyun ...... The prince ...... "Ming Chongyan called him in the crisp and nice voice of the pearl and jade falling on the plate, but his lips squirmed, and he didn't dare to answer at all.

Ming Chongyan slowly approached him, "Don't be afraid. Death is not as painful as you think, it only takes a short time, and you will let go of all the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of the world. But I'm not going to let you go like that, I guess...... Turn you into my companion. ”

What do you mean? What does he mean?

Li Xian vaguely guessed something, but it didn't make sense with common sense at all, and he couldn't believe it. The only clear thought in his mind was, "Why didn't you listen to Ah Ying's advice?" ”

The black snow flew softly and turned into tiny balls of thorns, which landed on his skin with a slight tingle. It feels like being pricked in the weeds. At first, he could accept the pain, but the snow fell more tightly, and the black thorn balls fell all over his face, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he had to cover his young and handsome face with the wide sleeves of his robe.

The first thing Ming Chongyan wanted to destroy was this face that made himself lifeless with sunshine and vitality. If you tell him to block it with his sleeve, won't it be Lang Fei for these thorn balls? As soon as he closed his fingers, a black snowball the size of a walnut formed in the palm of his hand, and the dead air emerged from it and turned into a hard thorn. He looked at it with satisfaction, and threw it at Li Xian's abdomen lightly.

Hearing only a scream, Li Xian clutched his stomach and vomited.

"So you can't cover your face. It's strange.,I didn't use much strength under it.。 ”

Li Xian wiped the liquid from his mouth while glaring at him viciously, "You demon, this king would rather be killed by your sword than be tricked by you!" ”

"Huh? It's beautiful. Ming Chongyan pointed to the sword at the bottom of his feet, "Since you can't bear the humiliation, why don't you cut yourself?" ”

Li Xian rushed over and picked up the sword in a negative anger, looking at the blue peak, his hands trembled for a long time but he couldn't cut off his head. Ming Chongyan's sarcastic laughter grew louder and louder, and this humiliation was like Ling Chi's knife, which wiped out Li Xian's self-esteem little by little, forcing him to burst into tears.

"Uninteresting." Ming Chongyan felt bored again, and once again condensed a fist-sized thorn ball in his palm, and threw it hard towards Li Xian, who was crying with a low head.

"Be careful!"

A woman's exclamation was heard in the distance, and at the same time, Bai Huo accurately intercepted the thorn ball and burned it completely. Ming Chongyan was not surprised to see the woman in a bearded robe running over, followed by a celestial official in an earthy yellow robe.

Tang Ying saw Li Xian slumped to the ground crying bitterly, thinking that he was seriously injured, and hurriedly ran out of the city to help. When Li Xian saw Tang Ying, he thought that it was a god who came down to earth to hug her and never let go.

Ming Chongyan was not interested in the rest of his life after this touching catastrophe, and turned his head to the heavenly official and said coldly: "You wastes don't stay in Si Tianjian obediently, why are you here to do nothing?" Sent to death? ”

This heavenly official is the person sent by Li Zhi to lurk in the palace just in case. Tonight, I noticed that Tang Ying was fighting with the puppet guards, so I rushed to Tang Ying's side. Later, I heard that Li Xian might be in danger, so he naturally followed him.

Listening to Ming Chongyan's clamour, this heavenly official took out all the mastery at the bottom of the box for the sake of dignity.

He strode across the horse and stood firm on his legs. He pulled a golden charm from the sleeve of his robe and stroked it lovingly. Then he held his breath and threw the charm into the air!