“…… Away from the burn. ”

Wushuang looked at Lizhuo in a daze, and finally looked at the damned evil cultivator, holding the stabbed abdomen and fainting unwillingly, blood slowly spilling from under her body.

Kill! The two men who suddenly appeared drew a big knife, and when they saw the white in and red out, they were even more excited, and their morale was greatly boosted, and they ran towards Lizhuo with a flick of the knife, completely unaware that death was coming!

Burst!

The black figure flashed in front of him, and the cold killing intent made people feel cold.

The two men wielding knives were stunned for a moment, their eyes widened, and their mouths spat out streams of blood, and in the darkness, two hands were faintly visible penetrating their chests, and then slowly retracted their hands, and a trace of green smoke came out, leaving two scorched blood holes. After only hearing two 'bangs', the two of them fell straight down, without a trace of anger.

The deep eyes opened quietly in the darkness, and the ghostly figure appeared behind the two of them at some point, as if they were in the company of the darkness, silently.

Li Zhuo came to Wushuang's side expressionlessly, turned Wushuang over with one hand, stretched out his big hand and pressed it on Wushuang's abdominal cavity, lifting the internal qi to stop the bleeding for his luck, temporarily relieving it, and there was a faint hint of irritability in his deep eyes.

Those two figures had been hiding in the dark for a long time, and their breath was shallow and obvious, but they didn't expect Wushuang to be attacked so lightly.

"That'...... That one...... Slave ......"

That's pretty much it. The naked woman snuggled up to Lizhuo's side, holding Lizhuo's arm with both hands, her little face full of runes with a hint of begging, both afraid and longing, and the hairs that were burned by the fire were faintly stirring in the dark, wanting to do not move forward, as if she was afraid of something.

In fact. From the moment Lizhuo gave up on erasing her, an indescribable emotion rose in the heart of this evil cultivator, jealous, fearful, but also eager to rely on, perhaps just because he was the same person who used flames as him.

For those all-black eyes, Li Zhuo didn't mean much, just glanced at it and focused on Wushuang. But the evil cultivator was like a little girl who got candy. He happily hugged Lizhuo, and then ran to the two dead bodies with pierced chests, and his little face covered with runes changed hideously. Countless strands of hair are even more hungry. Thirsty. Desperately swarmed up, draining all the blood and qi in those two corpses!

The injury is very severe.

Looking at the cold little face, there was no blood at all, and he frowned slightly, and fed a few small pills into his mouth. Then he grabbed Wushuang's arm and lifted Wushuang up horizontally, and walked out coldly.

The broadsword pierced straight in, causing great damage to the internal blood. All of his internal organs were irreversibly injured, and even if he was lucky enough to save her for a while, it would only be for a while.

Once outside, leave the rest to the Shadow to take away. If you stay here, you won't even have a whole corpse.

The indifference in those cold eyes did not change at all, as if not a single qiē could reach his heart, pushing open the untouchable door. On Leng Jun's face. A qiē seems to be dispensable, he was born to kill. Life is nothing more than a bullet command room, not precious, even if it is a long-term colleague......

"Wait...... Wait......"

Seeing that Lizhuo was holding the woman and turned around to leave, the evil cultivator woman who was happily watching on the side twisted her body strangely and ran up, grabbed Lizhuo's wrist and put her body up, her mouth opened slightly, looked at the cold and handsome face with a little nervousness, and said intermittently, "Let the slave family come ......"

Li Zhuo faintly looked at the little face that was printed with runes, shook his arm slightly, and put Wushuang on the ground, his deep eyes watched his every move without the slightest word.

It's like a default license.

The one was almost naked. The naked evil cultivator didn't expect that Lizhuo would acquiesce to permission so quickly, and her all-black eyes moved slightly and lowered her head, which was a little shy and dodged. The swimming strands of hair shrank back from the drained corpses, greasy, and slowly regained their vitality, and a thick evil aura accompanied by a foul smell was born.

Is she going to treat her?

But healing power is not available to everyone, and this ability is rare. For example, the little person who always likes to get tired of him beside him, and he touches around him to find candy when he has nothing to do, and that confused little appearance falls in Lizhuo's heart, softening the deepest and untouchable point hidden deep in his heart......

I really want to see her soon.

Li Zhuo exhaled softly, and the trace of tenderness that fell in his eyes was covered with thousands of layers of frost in an instant, cold and unapproachable.

His tenderness is only for the one in his heart.

The evil cultivator looked at the cold and handsome face, and suddenly remembered the one she loved, but she didn't know what the result of him and 'her' she loved was......

There was a touch of unknown loneliness in the all-black eyes, and as soon as the eyes were closed, countless greasy strands of hair floated up, and they actually condensed into a frenzied bunch and poured into Wushuang's mouth!

"Hmm!"

Wushuang's eyes widened suddenly, and his whole body trembled with great frequency, and he had a strong repulsion to the evil qi in his mouth, and a strange sound sounded in his throat, swimming down with a bump visible to the naked eye, and probing directly into the badly injured part......

Even if the sinister Qi Refining Qi gathered by the Evil Cultivators is also where the essence lies, it contains a powerful driving force, which is similar to the Qi Refining Qi formed by cultivators, but it is different!

Shout......

The greasy hair soon spread all over Wushuang's body, and the name was almost complete. The naked cultivator gently reached out to cover the wound in her abdominal cavity, and the swimming strands of hair were stretched down, and the wound was sewn up finely and densely, leaving only traces of stained blood, and the wound inside was also stitched together, using her hair.

She poured all the blood from her dead body into her body, and even spent more to repair it and prolong her life, although she also needed it and was very reluctant......

Gradually, those greasy strands of hair gradually began to become dry, yellow, and dull, while the qi of Wushuang was slowly strengthening, and the whole person was lingering in a thick evil aura, but it was slowly regaining its vitality.

Eventually, those cold eyes slowly opened, and they opened in horror and let out a burst of exclamation from their abdomen!

The pile of dense hair swam in her mouth!

Vomit!

The probing strands of hair retracted and fell almost completely there. Next to the naked evil cultivator woman, no more than half a foot away from Wushuang, a disgusting taste lingered in Wushuang's mouth, and there was a storm in his stomach!

“…… Kill you! (To be continued.) )