Ma Shuangshuang clutched the silver bell around her waist and looked at Jin Ling in surprise who was wrapped in a ball of light in mid-air. She didn't know Jin Ling's identity, and she had never seen the true body of Nuwa's descendants. So she looked at Jin Ling's gaze and was very surprised.

I saw that Jin Ling was like the brightest star falling from the sky, and the stars around him cut the night into pieces. The cyan snake's tail swept and unleashed great power.

Is she also a demon?

When Ma Shuangshuang had such doubts, a silver ray shuttled from the distant woods, and swept past them like a meteor, without stopping for the slightest, rushing towards the central clearing that bound Jiang An. And the silver bell that Ma Shuangshuang captured the demonic energy vibrated even more violently.

Mo Siyou's eyes, which were originally as cold as the night, reflected this silver light, as if reflecting the moonlight of the clear spring, swaying gently, and suddenly revealing a cold light.

"Here he comes. Mo Si said lightly, without revealing the joy of guessing in his words. He just watched the silver ray go around Jiang An's body, and the rope that tied Jiang An was broken. Jiang An fell, and the tall man who had turned out of the silver mangs reached out to support him. The purple kite saw the silver robe that dragged the ground, and the black hair stirred by the wind was mixed between the folds of the robe, black and white intertwined, complementing each other. She just understood that the "he" Mo Siyou said turned out to be falling snow!

But why did Luoxue come here, and why did he save Jiang An?

Won't it ......

Purple Kite's ambiguous thoughts only lasted for a moment, and Ma Shuangshuang exclaimed: "Fox Demon!" Then, Ma Shuangshuang flew towards the falling snow, drew a peachwood sword and fought with him. She was entangled with Luoxue so many times, but she let Luoxue escape every time, naturally she was very unwilling, and secretly vowed to subdue this snow fox demon!

At this time, after the explosion of strength, Jin Ling tiredly retracted the snake's tail and fell down from the air. Mo Siyou leaned over to catch her, grabbed her by one arm and dragged her into his arms, and landed on the roof with her in his arms.

Jin Ling collapsed weakly in the crook of his arm, and opened his eyes slightly, and saw him looking at himself with those deep eyes.

"How do you feel?" Mo Siyu threw some true qi into her shoulder.

Jin Ling consumed too much energy and lacked energy, so he collapsed a little, and now he has to feel a little better. She replied in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine." But because he was in his arms, he could feel the warm heartbeat in his chest, and a faint flush appeared on Jin Ling's pale face, as if he had regained some blood.

Mo Siyu also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. He thought in his heart that if he wanted to enter the Great Hall of the Wa God, he would definitely be able to get twice the result with half the effort with the help of Nuwa's descendants, so she must not fall at this time. However, he looked up and saw that the falling snow and the horse frost were fighting fiercely, and frowned slightly.

He sent Jin Ling to the purple kite, and instructed, "Take care of her." He flew off the roof and landed next to the two of them, and took action to resist Ma Shuangshuang for the falling snow.

Purple Kite also wanted to help, but thinking that with Mo Siyu there, Ma Shuangshuang couldn't get anything cheap, so she stayed on the roof with peace of mind. She didn't care about any Nuwa's descendants, anyway, this woman was also with those people during the day, and she had to deal with Young Master Jiang and his wife!

For this, the purple kite is still lingering. It was probably today that I saw Jiang An and Xue Ji looking at each other in the chaos, just that glance, and a thousand words were all in silence, which made Purple Kite's heart tremble. She remembered the mysterious person in the cave behind Bicao Villa, the so-called god sister Shu, who said that it is rare to have a lover in the world. Not only lovers, but also, infatuated demons. Since they are a pair of mandarin ducks who love each other, why do you want to disassemble them?!

Ma Shuangshuang didn't expect that the disciples of Bicao Villa would help the fox demon, but she was stunned, not to mention that this person was still the proud disciple of the alliance leader Liu Yuan, so she asked: "Mo Shaoxia, do you want to help this fox demon?"

"He's my friend. Mo Siyu replied calmly.

Luoxue turned her head and smiled at Mo Si's tryst, and the wordless trust flowed between each other.

"He's a demon!" Ma Shuangshuang had an angry look on his face.

Mo Siyu raised his eyebrows lightly and asked rhetorically, "What about the demon? At least I helped him to save an innocent person." But what about you? You help people, but you have a heart that is more cruel and vicious than a demon!"

Ma Shuangshuang was slightly stunned, but at this moment, she lost her mind, and the falling snow swept Jiang An into the bamboo forest. Mo Siyou also immediately went to the roof, pulled on the purple kite, and said, "Let's go!" and then entered the bamboo forest with the falling snow.

The townsfolk were stunned and completely overwhelmed as they watched a group of extraordinary people disappear one after another. There was also a fire in the clearing, which washed through half of the sky and stained the dark night. An unstoppable wind blew through the silence and whistled towards the bamboo forest in the distance.

Rustle, rustle.

The bamboo leaves outside the cave rang non-stop. A faint candlelight illuminated the small space, and the candle flame shook a few times because of the wind blowing in, and the shadow reflected on the wall also swayed. Then, in the candlelight, two elongated shadows were cast, and the closer you got to the cave, the clearer the shadows became.

"Yukihime!" "Yukihime!" the sound of falling snow, who walked in first, filled the entire cave, but received no response. With a puzzled face, he looked at the small cave that he could see at a glance. "Yukihime?" the voice became a little uneasy and panicked. His gaze stopped, and all that was left of the place where Yukihime had been placed was a few rattans that seemed to have been scattered from the fight.

"Xue Ji, where is she?" Jiang An asked with difficulty leaning against the stone wall. He had been tossed so much that he had almost lost any strength, and he had just been roasted in the fire, and although he was saved in time by the falling snow, he was already very weak.

The falling snow turned around, and a thin anger flashed on his anxious face. He grabbed Jiang An's shirt and roared: "What did you promise me back then? You will love her with your life for the rest of your life! But now? If she has any longs and shortcomings, I need you to be buried with her!"

A painful look appeared on Jiang An's face, I don't know if it was because Luo Xue's movements were too rude and touched the sore spot on his body, or because Luo Xue's words made him blame himself for not taking good care of Xue Ji and his heart hurt.

The purple kite entered the cave and saw this scene, this was the first time she saw the falling snow and became angry, and she was so shocked that she couldn't speak. The candlelight on the side face of the falling snow did not dare to disturb him. At this time, Purple Kite realized that it turned out that Luo Xue saved Jiang An, not because the two of them had a personal relationship, but because Luo Xue knew Xue Ji, judging from his desperate appearance of saving each other, their relationship was extraordinary!

"Boom-"

At this time, there was a muffled sound in the bamboo forest not far from the cave, as if there was the sound of a fight.

When everyone heard the sound, they rushed to see a stout old tree demon standing like a flock of chickens in the bamboo forest, the main trunk was three adults tall, and it took four people to barely hug it on the periphery, plus the lush crown cover, it could be regarded as a behemoth.

Countless moving rattans stretched out around its body, one of which rolled around Yukihime's thin body and tossed in the air.

"Old dryad, I won't let you get close to the town!" Yukihime gritted her teeth, and her determined voice rang out in the night sky. The white light on her body was sheng, and she broke through the shackles of the tree vines, conjuring spells in her palms, and countless ice cubes flew towards the dryad. But the dryad rattan flew over, not only blocking the ice cube, but also quickly slapping Xue Ji away.

"Yukihime!" Falling Snow leaned over to catch her and retreated.

A red figure intervened, and the silver bell jingled. Ma Shuangshuang held the peachwood sword in her hand and cut it in the palm of her other hand, and the tip of the sword was stained with blood. She took the peachwood sword out of her hand and stabbed it in the trunk of the large tree. The dryad howled, and the vines flew wildly, and the branches swayed, and then they all shrank back into the ground.

What a powerful Ma family's blood! The purple kite also praised in her heart. What she had to admit was that the bloodline of the Ma family, which had been enlightened by the spirit of Shennong, was indeed unrivaled in the world with the power of the innate demon. Even if it falls and is stabbed by her bloody sword, I am afraid that it will either be dead or injured.

The "lady ......" was supported by Jiang An, who had fallen, and stumbled over. Seeing that he was weak, Yukihime hurriedly stepped forward to hug him, looking at his haggard face distressedly. Jiang An stumbled and fell into Xue Ji's arms.

"Xianggong!" Xue Ji was startled, cold sweat was already dripping on her pale little face, but she still forcibly sacrificed her essence and poured her breath into Jiang An's mouth.

Ma Shuangshuang withdrew the peachwood sword, seeing this scene, but thought that Xue Ji was absorbing Jiang An's essence to heal herself, so she immediately raised her sword and stabbed it, and shouted loudly: "Monster, don't hurt people again!"

Jiang An, who woke up after absorbing the power of Jingyuan, saw the wooden sword stabbing at Xue Ji, but she was bent on saving him without realizing it. Jiang An's body trembled, struggled to get up and hugged her, and turned his back to block in front of her.

By the time Xue Ji reacted, the peachwood sword in Ma Shuangshuang's hand had already pierced under Jiang An's shoulder blades, almost piercing his body. Jiang An's eyes widened, full of reflections of Xue Ji's face.

The two Lao Yan, who were frightened in the depths of the forest, flapped their wings and fled in their respective directions.

The bamboo forest was blown by the strong wind, and the sound of "rustling" made the night even more silent.

"Xianggong-" Yukihime's heart-rending cry pierced the silence, and the night seemed to be even more chilly.

This chill even soaked the bone marrow of the purple kite, making her already cold body tremble fiercely, and her face suddenly lost its blood. Then her eyes went dark, and her cold cheeks were covered with warmth.

She didn't move, letting Mo Siyu cover her eyes tightly from behind. Mo Siyu pressed against her back chest, and his muffled heartbeat was heard. He clenched one hand into his sleeve and clenched his fist fiercely.

The purple kite stood quietly. She couldn't see the blood-colored flowers that bloomed on Jiang An's back, she couldn't see the desolate and desperate look on Xue Ji's face, she couldn't see the bamboo leaves that were blown all over the sky by the wind, she couldn't see it, the night was so dark, like ink that couldn't be dissolved, covering the sky and swallowing up everything......

She only saw the mirror image of the scene in her mind that had been conjured up by spell - the figure bound by the blue water light, in the midst of the painful struggle, turned into a fire in the sky, burning the last of her life.

At that time, standing in front of the mirror image, with the same expression as Yukihime, she shouted that person, tearing her heart.

Master——

You are not allowed to go! You are not allowed to die!

The purple kite trembled, and a sweet smell surged through its throat. I can see it, or I can't see it, my heart is already in pain and I can't breathe.