Yun Chen walked with his sleeves in his sleeves, step by step.

He put his hands behind his back, and in the neon glow, his body was long and cold.

Once upon a time, he was also a big brother with a smile that could brighten the whole mountain.

Nowadays, things are not people.

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and the bright white aurora filled the originally dark room with cold light.

The stitches on Yun Chen's nose squirmed slightly, and the stitches on his throat tended to crack, "If you are well-behaved and obedient, I can consider giving you this body now, and we should swap it, how about it?"

I sneered, "Are you serious?"

"Don't want to, this is your only way to live!" Yun Chen said gloomily, his hands suddenly propped up on the desk, staring at me intently.

I sat indifferently in front of the desk, and the vast sea folding fan in my sleeve was about to come out.

"Huh, you set up an ambush?" Yun Chen laughed, the scepter in his hand clicking.

He leaned down, didn't give me a chance to breathe at all, and struck him with a black breath in his mouth, "The skin is good! Don't worry, I will leave you with a wisp of remnants, so that you can take a good look at how I abused the king of Donglin!"

"Abusing this king?" Rong Ji was dressed in white, standing quietly at the door, although his face was cold, his divine power was tumbling, and there was a great tendency for mountains and rains to come.

Yun Chen turned his head, the stitches around his neck were broken, and his skull lost its support point, and suddenly rolled down to Rong Ji's feet.

Rong Ji frowned slightly, glanced at his spotless shoes, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

In the next moment, Yun Chen's head and body returned to their positions, and he neatly took out an embroidery needle from his waist to sew up his broken body again.

When he stitched, blood splattered.

Rong Ji was reluctant to approach anyway, so he only stood at the door and waited quietly.

Yun Chen looked at Rong Ji, then looked back at me sitting in front of the desk safely, and said disdainfully, "Is it true that King Donglin is critically ill, and is it true that he caught turtles in the urn?"

I bowed my head slightly, and my lips and teeth smiled, "You are a little similar to a turtle." ”

"I don't know it's until I'm dying!" Yun Chen was furious, and with brute force, he split the scepter in his hand in two, shooting in the direction of me and Rong Ji.

In an instant, the entire floor of the imperial study was like the sea water of the vast soup, undulating and sparkling.

Rong Ji stepped forward, folded his sleeves, and slammed the door shut.

Yun Chen's face finally showed a trace of confusion, "Why are you so conceited and think that you can defeat me?"

Rong Ji trampled on the flowing soil under his feet with some disgust, and slowly approached Yunchen with the lock demon rope in his hand, "The one who can't measure himself is you." ”

"The soul returns to the old land!" Yun Chen was a little flustered and merged the scepter into one, poking it into Rong Ji's heart.

Time seemed to stand still, and the iceberg face that was not moving did not fluctuate.

I originally wanted to wait for Rong Ji to tie Yun Chen firmly, and then give him a fatal blow with the Haohai folding fan, so as not to let him escape again.

But now, seeing that Rong Ji was silent, I couldn't sit still, flashed behind Yun Chen, and prepared to launch a fatal blow to him.

Suddenly, the soil in the house rose higher and higher, reaching my knees.

As if he was aware, Yun Chen suddenly turned his head and pinched my hand holding the Haohai folding fan. His pupils shrank, trying to break my arm with brute force, "Haohai folding fan? Li Musang is really a dou who can't be helped!"

Rong Ji lowered his head, brushed away the dirt stains on his chest with one hand, and in the other hand, the python-like lock demon rope had already firmly bound Yun Chen.

"Ten thousand swords fly!" I took advantage of Yunchen's lock-up to cut off his arm that was entangled with me with ten thousand ice blades.

Yun Chen finally showed a hint of panic, he crouched on the ground, and glanced back at Rong Ji, "You are not controlled by the scepter!

"Dead wood in spring!" I unfolded the Haohai folding fan for the first time, and hundreds of vines on the fan surface were inextricably wrapped towards Yunchen.

The vines touched Yunchen's flesh and skin, like steel nails breaking through the soft clouds, like a bamboo.

"Ahh

With a roar that shattered the sky, his body shattered again and was reorganized by lush vines.

No, it's not right!

For Yunchen, the vines were equivalent to the toughest stitches, and instead of breaking him, they became his help.

I subconsciously stepped back, but the flowing soil below my knees quickly cooled, exuding a cold air, freezing my legs under the soil, unable to move.

Although Rong Ji was not trapped by the frozen ground, he was blocked by an enchantment drawn by Yun Chen, and he should not be able to break through the enchantment for a while.

The Heaven Slashing Sword in his hand continued to slash at the enchantment with black gas, and each sword carried the momentum of overwhelming the mountains and seas, but this enchantment condensed Yun Chen's lifelong cultivation, and absorbed the monstrous demonic qi, and he could always turn the sword momentum of Rong Ji into a soft wind at the most critical node.

Yun Chen smiled fiercely, the vines faintly visible under his skin provided strong support for his body, this time, he seemed to have become an invincible, pervasive peerless demon god!

I was frozen in place, unable to move, and my mind was in turmoil.

And the taboo outside the enchantment is also anxious at the moment, and there is a tendency to go violent.

If it goes on like this, even if I don't die, it will be very easy for me to go crazy!

Yun Chen got up slowly, his muscles and bones were active, and he was happy, "God help me!"

I weakly held Li Musang's Haohai folding fan, looking at Yunchen approaching step by step, my heart beating like a drum.

The five elements must have their own mysteries, and the solitary wood is the soil, which is reasonable.

Besides, when Yun Chen saw the Haohai folding fan, the panic in his eyes couldn't deceive people, he was really afraid of the Haohai folding fan.

But why did Lone Wood become Yunchen's help?

By the way, Yun Chen sucked the souls and resentments of Chang'e and the dead baby in the Ancient Battlefield of Youyue!

Could it be that the redundant soul in Yun Chen's body must be forced out first?

At this time, the taboo outside the barrier is transmitted in the air, often repeating the name of "Chang'e" over and over again.

I didn't dare to delay any longer, my fingertips were knotted with cobwebs, weaving floating dreams for Yunchen and the Chang'e and dead babies in his body.

Clearing the fog of dreams, the cold Moon Palace is in full view.

I stood outside the Guanghan Palace, glancing through the starlight and glimpsing the beautiful scenery inside the carved wooden windows.

At that time, Chang'e was still the first beauty in the Six Realms, and she was loved by thousands of people.

Although he lives alone in the Moon Palace, there are countless immortals who come to admire.

Chang'e lay lazily and collapsed, wheezing slightly.

Her translucent and thin skin showed a faint flush, and her forehead was covered with fine sweat, and she seemed to be extremely tired.

Curious, I leaned on the carved wooden window, searching every furnishing in the Guanghan Palace, even the darkest corners of the palace.

Finally, I set my eyes on the jade rabbit, who was also tired and exhausted under the soft collapse, and my heart was relieved.

Behind him, there is a yin wind irrigation.

The corners of my lips were slightly hooked, and I saw Chang'e's remnant soul flying towards Guanghan Palace.