To be honest, if in the past, with my more than 2,000 years of cultivation to deal with these small characters, I would definitely shout that this opponent is too simple, and fighting against me, these girls are also too bad, and I am too cheap to take advantage of other girls' families. However, today is different, in the eyes of Zilian, he is just a mortal disciple who has only been in the master for a few days, and he has not had time to learn a one-and-a-half-trick. If I used a few Demon Realm spells in front of him, it was hard to imagine how miserable my fate would have been after this forest battle.

"Hurry up and draw your sword."

Purple Lotus's voice came from above the bamboo forest.

"Yes."

I came back to my senses, drew my sword out of its sheath, and a green light flashed in front of me, and the eyes of the flashing people couldn't open them. When I looked closely, the moon was green all over the body at this moment, and the sword body was bright, probably because I smelled the demonic energy.

Reaching out and patting my chest, I wondered why I was not an immortal body, why when I held this dark moon, it was not unusual.

"What are you doing there? Hurry up. ”

Purple Lotus, who was lying on the top of the bamboo forest, couldn't help but open her mouth to urge me.

"Yes, Master."

I answered, my eyes wary at the four banshees running from the front. At this time, I can't use demon illusions. Therefore, all I can do is fight hard, treating myself as a mortal who doesn't know anything, and these female goblins whose cultivation adds up to less than a thousand years.

The wind is coming, the bamboo leaves are flying towards me like a sharp sword, I can't set up an enchantment to block it, I can't use the demon world spell to fight back, the Moon Sword can't work at this time, all I can do is dodge.

I dodged left and right with the moon in my hand, dodging the green silk sleeves that the four banshees struck forward, and every now and then I had to take a bite of the dust blowing in front of me.

Although the demon power of the four banshees is not strong, the long sleeves should not be underestimated, and the sleeves seem to have been endowed with a layer of powerful demon power, not owned by small monsters like them who have cultivated for less than a thousand years.

I raised my hand and brushed my sleeve to fan away the dust that hit the sky, I couldn't dodge, and from time to time I was hit in the abdomen and chest by the long sleeve, which caused a huge pain in my ribs, and when I was in great pain, I couldn't help but reach out to cover it, but I ignored the dust in front of me, and in an instant, the sand flew into my eyes, and I was in tears.

It hurts, there is sand in my eyes, it hurts, I can't open my eyes. I raised my hand and rubbed my eyes vigorously with my sleeve, trying to open them again, but I vaguely saw the four long sleeves coming at me.

Neither immortal nor demonic arts, these four female goblins' moves are vicious and vicious, and their moves hit the key point. I tried my best to dodge, fearing that I would be accidentally hit by this and die here.

"Hey, don't dodge, you're here to protect you, you'll be fine."

I was tired and sweating profusely, and the voice of the purple lotus floated lightly from the bamboo forest, and I looked up, he looked extremely idle, his eyebrows were not wavering, there was no expression on his face, and his eyes were cold, as if he did not see me in his eyes.

I wanted to call him over to help, but there was always a voice in my heart shouting no, shouting that he couldn't let him look down on me. The reason why Zilian can lie so calmly in the clouds now, looking at me without waves on his face, is because he trusts me very much in his heart. Three thousand years ago, how could the only disciple of the God of War in the Heavenly Realm not even be able to deal with the three little goblins whose cultivation was less than a thousand years combined, wasn't this smearing his face?

I closed my eyes tightly, raised the Moon Sword in both hands, and rushed forward, slashing at those long sleeves indiscriminately. When the long sleeves were cut off and fell to the ground, they turned into bamboo branches, and the broken long sleeves grew again and again, and attacked me again.

It seems that this just cutting off the sleeves is not enough, it will not hurt their true bodies, nor can it damage their cultivation much, if I rise in the air, it is not possible to attack behind them, because then Zilian will realize that I am not an ordinary person. At this time, I can only fight with them hard, see if there is a chance, take advantage of their breathing to change formations, sneak into the four directions of the demon formation, disrupt their formation, and give them a fatal blow.

"Little fish, watch out behind you."

Just as I was thinking, Zilian's voice sounded again, and I looked up at the bamboo forest, Zilian was already standing above the clouds in purple clothes at some point. At the moment, he was looking at me worriedly.

The first time I saw him look worried about me, I grinned at him, and just as I was about to tell him that I was fine, a huge pain suddenly came over my chest. I looked down and saw the long sleeves stained with blood piercing my back and over my chest, and the purple clothes were instantly stained red with blood.

"Purple Lotus." Before I close my eyes, I want to look at him again and smile at him. However, my eyelids were too heavy for me to open them, and before I closed them, I fell into an embrace filled with a faint fragrance of lotus.

"Small fish, small fish ......"

I loved to hear him call my name, again and again, with a hint of eagerness, a hint of concern, constantly echoing in my ears. I was content, and I slept in my dreams, listening to him call my name incessantly, and his voice was gentle, not as cold and indifferent as that of Zhuri. If these thousand-year-old followers can be exchanged for such a soft call from him, it will be enough for me to die.