"Where did you come from, hurry up and get out of the way of Lao Tzu, otherwise ......" The scolding and obscene voice behind him suddenly paused, causing the men around him to laugh obscenely, and said: "Young Master Ben sees that your little lady is also a little beautiful, let the master be refreshed, and promise to let you eat and drink spicy food for the rest of your life." ”

With that, a burst of even more rampant and obscene laughter kept coming from all sides of the moon orange.

Yue Tang came back to her senses from the girl's shocking appearance, gathered the clothes on her body casually, stood up leisurely, her eyes flashed with deep and rich disgust and anger, and even dyed with a thin layer of killing intent, wearing a white silk middle coat, stood up, turned around, and looked coldly at the excited and ugly face that was laughing, suddenly laughed angrily, hooked the corners of one side of her mouth, and asked, "Do you see that I am so rare that you eat and drink spicy food?"

The man was stunned by the gloomy voice of the moon orange, and then reacted, laughed dryly, stretched out his finger at the moon orange, and smiled at the people around him obliviously: "Look, this girl is really capable." I don't know which family's daughter is so powerful, she took off her clothes in public, just to save a little slut, it's really great, great. ”

Yue Tang resisted the urge to tear this mouth with witchcraft, looked at him angrily, forced herself to take deep breaths to calm the fury and violence in her heart, pursed the corners of her mouth, and asked coldly: "Let me ask you, what kind of hatred does this girl have with you that she wants to be treated like this?"

Yuetang subconsciously looked at the onlookers, but saw that some of them were indignant and unbearable, some were excited and excited to watch a good show and didn't want money, some were shaking their heads gently with pity, and even admired the girl's beauty, with a curious attitude.

But from beginning to end, no one stepped forward to say a word for this thin and fragile girl, as if they had seen such a scene countless times, and a warm and moist heart had become dry and boring under the repetition of this over and over again.

Seeing Yuetangi stand up, people shook their heads in regret, feeling sorry for Yuetang's righteousness and bravery, but also for the girl lying on the ground. Yuetang's hot heart seemed to be instantly stabbed by something cold, and she was frostbitten a little.

A long time ago, the Demon Lord had told her through the illusion that the world was cold and thin many times, but at other times, it would be extremely hot and warm.

Such a contradiction is called the human heart, and the human heart is nothing more than that. Sometimes it's warm and thoughtful, sometimes it's cold. It is difficult to distinguish how much is true and how false, how warm and how cold is it. Only by keeping our own original intention can we keep our most primitive reverence for life.

Yueju laughed coldly, but for some reason, it was a little abrupt, which provoked the manic man opposite to feel a terrifying chill in his heart, raised his leather whip, aimed at Yuetang's body and swung it down. Between the lightning and flint, Yue Tang was struggling with whether to use witchcraft, and at the same time, he also deeply realized how important it was to learn fist and foot kung fu in the mortal world.

The injury of mortals naturally does not cause any serious injury to Yue Tangerine, but if he does not teach this obscene and arrogant man a lesson, he seems to be very sorry for his angry indignation.

The moon orange has now calmed down, the palm of the palm is shining with goose yellow demonic energy, one by one, the light color is faint but the breath is very strong, and when the backhand is about to push the whip man, he sees a red and gorgeous figure blocking the moon orange.

With a snap, a crisp and fierce leather whip made on the flesh of the skin, accompanied by the rich smell of sweet blood, spread into the tip of the moon orange's nose.

Yueju was stunned in place, looking at Shenghong's bewitching and moving face that had become pale and fragile at some point, suddenly panicked, stretched out her hand to support him, anxiously worried, and said in annoyance: "Does it hurt? Why did you break out?"

Sheng Hong's gaze bypassed the woman who was fixed on the ground straight on the ground, staggered away from Yuetang's support, and walked in the direction of the woman step by step, squatting down, with a complicated expression, a sad and sad face, and grabbed the girl's wrist fiercely, several bruised tendons burst out from the back of her hand, and her eyes were motionless.

Yue Tang sensed that something was wrong with Shenghong, and before the doubts faded, there were many ominous premonitions in his heart.

Sheng Hongfang has been transformed into a human form for about a hundred years, and has been staying in the Heavenly Court because of Yeluo, where has anyone ever met such a woman. And he looked at the girl's eyes sad and complaining, as if with a lot of ambiguous emotions that were unclear and inseparable, which made Yueju frightened and annoyed, and he knew that he wouldn't join in the excitement.

"Shenghong......" Yueju saw that the girl's originally pale and weak palm was blushing under Shenghong's strong press, and slowly turned an unnatural crimson, patted Shenghong's shoulder worriedly, and bypassed his body to face him.

I saw Sheng Hong's eyes sluggish and painful, mixed with deep love, all the movements seemed to be subconscious, trying to hold on firmly and never run away, but the corners of his eyes kept falling a string of large teardrops, which seemed to be uncontrollable and completely outside of his consciousness.

"I just said that the woman is a **, no, I immediately hooked up with a man, maybe I had a hook before, to stage an affectionate drama of ** and drama for us. The man grinned with bared teeth, flicked his leather whip up and down, pointed at Shenghong, and laughed very vilely.

Yue Tang panicked for a while, and his backhand was a pure and profound demonic power, and if he didn't have the strength to do so, if he really hit that man, he would definitely kill him on the spot.

The moment the demonic power slid out of his palm, Yueju felt a powerful and oppressive immortal aura coming, forcing Yuetangi to half-kneel on the ground and reach out to cover his heart in pain. And the man, kicked into the wall behind him, gave birth to a hole.

"Yeluo ......" Yueju knew that he had made a mistake, his expression was nervous and scared, and he forcibly resisted the oppression of the immortal qi. Ye Luo Tie blushed, spread out his palm, and slashed lightly at the back of Shenghong's neck, and saw that the bewitching figure slowly collapsed softly towards the ground, and finally fell into a thick and solid embrace, and was carried away by Ye Luo.

The powerful and ruthless oppression disappeared in an instant, and Yueju felt her body slacken, and sat in place, stunned, until Yeji appeared in front of her, patted her head gently, and said, "I don't blame you for this." ”

Yuetang didn't understand, turned his head, looked at Yeji with a stunned expression, frowned, looked like he wanted to cry but couldn't cry, his face was full of guilt, his eyes were confused, and he didn't know what to do.

"Seeing this girl, I finally remembered why Yeluo was so interested in that red spider. Yeji frowned, loosened her brows again, smiled helplessly, and reached out to pull the moon orange up.

Yueju was even more dazed, but she seemed to understand a little, and obediently followed behind Ye Ji, and asked cautiously: "Is it because two hundred years ago, when Sheng Hong was in the Tribulation, Ye Luo was also there? But why doesn't Sheng Hong remember?"

"Yuetang, I think you're really smart, I told you these points, you can guess so much. You can still ask the key points, no wonder the gods want to bring you over and get rid of the evil spirit together. Ye Ji said it sincerely and calmly, so that Yue Tang would look a little contrived if he said anything more about self-humility, so Yue Tang just smiled generously, and his expression had not yet reacted, and this smile was a little more self-deprecating.

"Tsukichibana, do you know? People in the cold and dark mire will want to grab the last piece of life-saving driftwood floating on the vast sea when they encounter any trace of light and kindness, and they want to keep climbing up and find their own salvation. Yeji grabbed her hair and told Yueju exactly what Yeluo had said to him after he came back from the robbery, wondering if she would understand.

"I understand. Seeing that the girl's face on the ground was bloodless, Yue Tang passed out, and her emotions became very complicated, she looked at Yeji in confusion and asked, "Then what about this girl?"

Yeji shook his head, his face full of helplessness.

Yue Tang took a deep breath, and then looked at the fierce and vicious slaves gathered together and tightly wrapped around the young master, if this girl continued to be placed here, she would definitely be devoured alive by this group of people. But if she brought it back, she was afraid that Shenghong wouldn't be able to stand the stimulation of meeting again, and it would be terrible to do even crazier things directly.

"Why don't you take her away first, then hide her, and let her fend for herself when healed. Ye Ji's eyes were cold, and he glanced at the other party lightly, and said coldly with obvious dislike and hostility.

Tsukiju didn't know the true story of this, and he couldn't guess why Yeji reacted so violently to this girl. Sheng Hong is because of love and betrayal, but also because of despair and coldness. And Ye Luoxu is because of his pity for Shenghong, and he will have hatred for this girl.

So, what about the night season? Where does that dislike and hostility come from? Is it because of Yeluo?

Yueju patted his head, feeling that his psychological drama was a little too much, smiled depressedly, and nodded towards Yeji. Yeji looked at the girl with disdain, then at the moon orange, and scratched at her hair.

"We can't use spells in front of so many people, and I can't hold her with a body like me, so ...... I can only wronged you. Tsukitachi lowered his voice so that only the two of them could hear him, smiled apologetically, and subconsciously shrugged his shoulders, a little weak.

In this way, Yeji reluctantly put the girl who had fallen into a coma on her shoulder.

Yueju followed behind, her movements were docile and obedient, and when she saw that Yeji did not have a trace of pity and anti-human posture, she felt an inexplicable chill in her back, pursed her lips, and continued to follow behind.