PS: Today's third update is the second update

After listening to Si Ming Xingjun's words, the corners of Yun Mo's mouth suddenly bloomed with a smile, in this bloody scene, he actually looked like a Shura who had enough hell.

"What if the deity is not kept?"

Yun Mo looked at Si Ming Xingjun and Bai Hu affectionately and lightly, and there were no emotional ups and downs in his words. The look in his eyes is also very calm. It's just that the smile on the corner of his mouth is diametrically opposed to the coldness emanating from his body.

As soon as Bai Hu heard Yun Mo's tone, the anger in his heart immediately flared up. The aura around the body instantly dropped to zero. The look in its eyes turned cold, and it raised its footsteps and was about to head towards Yun Mo, ready to take Shui Yue back from his hands, but was slightly blocked by Si Ming Xingjun's raised arm.

The white tiger stopped, frowning slightly and looking at Si Ming Xingjun in confusion.

I saw that Si Ming Xingjun was still tepid, the smile on the corner of his mouth was still calm, and the look in his eyes did not change at all. It seems to be very sure.

"His Royal Highness Yunmo, the Mirror Immortal is an immortal body, but His Royal Highness the Demon Lord is a demonic physique, now the Mirror Immortal is seriously injured, and the immortal qi has become weak, if you are accidentally rushed by the demonic evil qi on the body of the Demon Monarch, I am afraid that there will be no skills to return to the sky."

Yun Mo was slightly stunned, and the look in his eyes changed instantly. He did ignore this, and when he saw that the little guy was injured, even his thinking ability was affected.

His brows furrowed slightly, Yun Mo glanced down at Shui Yue, Shui Yue's face was pale, without a trace of blood, and her breathing was very weak.

"Okay."

Gentle words flowed out of Yun Mo's mouth, and he didn't hesitate too much. He raised his head and looked at Si Ming Xingjun.

Si Ming Xingjun nodded slightly, and his smile deepened a little.

"Thank you, Your Highness the Demon Lord, for understanding the righteousness."

After speaking, he raised his steps and walked forward, wanting to reach out and end his hand. However, Yun Mo looked at Si Ming Xingjun's outstretched arms, but he had no intention of handing over Shui Yue to him, but he frowned slightly.

"Is there anything else your Highness the Demon Lord would like to command?"

As if seeing that Yun Mo had some doubts, Si Ming Xingjun asked again. Yun Mo hesitated for a moment, then turned his head to look at the white tiger on the side.

"It's better to lie on that cat's body."

The crowd was dumbfounded, and Si Ming Xingjun's arms froze in the air in an instant. The expression on his face stiffened. The curvature on the corners of the mouth retains its original shape. A cold wind blew.

Demon Lord...... What does that mean......

Yun Mo didn't care about everyone's reaction and gaze. Turning his pace, he took two steps towards the white tiger. Then place the water moon on the white tiger's broad and strong back. Squatted down, stroked her face, and wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth.

"Little one, wait until you're well. The deity will pick you up. ”

After speaking. A hint of nostalgia flashed in his eyes. Get up gently. A slight look of exhaustion appeared on his face, and it turned into a touch of ink in front of everyone's eyes. Gradually dissipated into the air. A gust of wind blew his figure away.

The white tiger turned his head and looked at Shui Yue lying on his back, frowning slightly. The small mirror seems to be not lightly injured.

"Si Ming Xingjun, this divine beast will take the mirror immortal first, go to Taishang Laojun to get medicine to heal his injuries, and say goodbye first."

After the white tiger finished speaking, he was about to turn around and fly towards the east. Si Ming Xingjun stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Wait a minute."

"What else is the matter with Xingjun?"

The white tiger looked at Si Ming in puzzlement, but Si Ming looked at the two immortals of flying sand and dust.

"The road to the Heavenly Court is far away, no matter how fast it is, it will take as many as a day, and the body of the mirror fairy cannot be delayed any longer, and it cannot go any further, so the divine beast can't take the flying sand and dust with it, so it is good to have a response."

"Flying sand, dust, command!"

Before the White Tiger could speak, the two Immortal Monarchs had already given Si Ming Xingjun a response. Without a trace of hesitation, the white tiger paused slightly, which was not a bad thing, but he was now eager to send Shui Yue back to Heavenly Court to heal his injuries, for fear that these two immortal monarchs would not be able to keep up.

"Since this is the case, I will bother the two immortal monarchs. Xingjun, I'll take my leave,"

After speaking, without waiting for Feisha Yangchen and Si Ming Xingjun to react, he carried Shui Yue all the way to the east and drove the clouds.

The flying sand and dust were stunned, and quickly followed. Si Ming Xingjun looked at the back of the white tiger leaving, and then turned his head to look at the place where Yun Mo disappeared, the expression in his eyes flashed slightly, and he couldn't tell the meaning.

At this time, it has been three days since the day of Shui Yue's disappearance. The little meat dumpling has been in a coma, and seems to be very uneasy in his sleep. Ye Xuanchen and the others couldn't wait for the little meat dumpling to come, so it was already the day of the sacrifice.

Although Ye Xuanchen was anxious because of Shui Yue's disappearance, he couldn't delay the sacrifice because of this.

On the long steps of the imperial mausoleum, Ye Xuanchen declared the yellow dragon robe, his face was cold, and in his eyes, he walked in the forefront. Between raising his hand and stepping, he shows the style of a king.

He led the other royal clans up the long staircase, stopping at the top, in front of the incense-burning furnace. The small basket beside him hurriedly stepped forward and bent down to hand the lit incense to him. Ye Xuan held the incense in both hands, bent down slightly in front of the sacrificial furnace, bowed three times, and finally inserted the incense into the incense burner.

As Ye Xuanchen knelt on the ground, everyone behind him knelt down on the long stairs.

In the tent of the camp, the little meat ball lying on the bed suddenly let out an exclamation, which frightened everyone inside and outside the tent into looking at him instantly.

"Sister! Villain! Let go of Sister Fairy! ”

Shi An, who was originally sitting at the table researching medicine, was stunned, stopped what he was doing, and hurriedly came towards the bed. I saw that the little meat dumplings on the bed were punching and kicking again. kicked the tight quilt on his body to the ground. He gritted his teeth, as if trying to grab something.

Shi An hurriedly grabbed the little fat hand of the little meat ball waving wildly in the air and called softly.

"Ten Princes! Ten princes, please wake up. ”

"Don't take my sister! Return the fairy sister to Prince Ben! ”

The little guy seemed to be getting more and more excited, grabbed Shi An's hand, and bit it down. Shi An had already flashed silver light in his right hand, and a silver needle appeared, piercing towards the neck of the little meat ball.

In the next moment, the little meat ball immediately quieted down, his little head fell back on the pillow, his arms relaxed, and his two little legs stopped kicking.

It's just that the slightly frowning folds between the eyebrows are still tangled together, as if there is something that I can't rest assured.

Shi An picked up the brocade quilt on the ground and put it on the small meat dumpling again, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

Just now, in the mouth of the Ten Princes, it seemed that he was calling someone...... Sister Fairy, is it calling Shui Yue?

Thinking of what happened a few days ago, he went out with Shui Yue, but he was the only one who came back. (To be continued......)