Demon Moon had a bitter face, and was forced to bear Chang'e's kiss mixed with the smell of rotten corpses.

I leaned my back against the wall, holding my breath for a way out.

Obviously, I can't break the Ancient Battlefield of Youyue at the moment, so it's better to take the opportunity to slip away.

"Shhhh

These hands have the smell of fragrant wine, and they feel relaxed and happy, as if they are in the neon, comfortable and unrestrained.

I raised my eyes in surprise, smiled at Hua Yan drunkenly, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Hua, why are you here?"

"I was drunk in the depths of the neon when I saw a white light flash in the sky, so I took a closer look. I found out that the white light entered your eyebrows, and because of this, I saw you enter the Youyue Ancient Battlefield. Hua Yan replied drunkly, holding my sleeve and supporting the wall.

I glanced back at the demon moon who was kissing Chang'e's scalp with a sad face, and finally couldn't bear it, "Brother Hua, Chang'e shouldn't kill the demon moon, right?"

Hua Yandrunk turned her head to look at the two people who were prostrate on the ground, and said firmly, "If Demon Moon is obedient, Chang'e will not hurt him." Moreover, Youyue and Qi Yan arrived soon, and Demon Moon would definitely not have an accident. Let's go!"

I hesitated for a moment, but I didn't leave first.

Demon Moon is trapped in the Moon Palace to save me, and I can't abandon him.

"Brother Hua, thank you!"

I thanked Hua Yan drunk, and immediately held the ice blade in my hand and walked towards Fairy Chang'e.

"Chang'e, let go of the demon moon!"

In the blink of an eye, I was already blocked in front of Chang'e, and the Xuanyuan sword was impartially resting on Chang'e's neck.

Demon Moon didn't expect me to stand up at this moment, and her eyes moistened when she looked at me.

Chang'e smiled, let go of the demon moon, and slowly got up and looked at me with interest, "Little prince, I remember where my husband is, take you to see?"

Even in the Moon Palace, where I couldn't see my fingers, I could still see her pale face clearly.

Looking further down, the ribbon around her neck was gone, replaced by a scar that ran down her neck.

When Chang'e saw me look at her scar, she tossed and turned and cried miserably, "Do you want to know where my scar came from?"

I shook my head, protected the demon moon behind me, and stared at her coldly, "Don't talk nonsense! Either let us go, or let's fight!"

Chang'e ignored it, inserted the wick into her palm, used the tender flesh of her palm as candle oil, and lit the wick.

The originally pitch-black Moon Palace was filled with candles jumping in her palms, and the orange-red light and shadow were printed on the walls, stretching long, making the whole palace even more unpredictable.

Chang'e moved the candle flame in her palm to her chest, pressed the scar on her neck with her other hand, and said with extreme resentment, "You probably don't believe it, the injury on my body was bitten by Chen after going berserk." But I don't blame him, if it weren't for everyone forcing him to fall into the abyss of no return, he would still be a high-ranking Wenqu star official at the moment!"

As soon as the voice fell, Chang'e quietly stepped on a hollow floor, triggering the mechanism, I didn't notice it for a while, and the whole person fell straight to the ground.

"Be careful!"

"Be careful!"

Demon Moon and Hua Yandrunk stood in front of me almost at the same time, but because they used too much force, their foreheads collided, and a little blood on their sideburns flew up, and the two of them fainted and fell hard.

I was worried about how to carry the two of them up, and Chang'e also flew down the cellar.

She pointed to a man in the coffin who had been patched together with poor sewing techniques, her eyes overflowing with love, "That year, Chen and I made a private agreement for life, that year I was pregnant with Liujia, and that year I was extremely happy." However, the fetus in my womb unfortunately died, and Chen was torn to pieces by the gangsters, and I pieced together Chen with a needle and a thread and hid it in the cellar. ”

The man in the coffin had a pale face, two black moles above and below his eyebrows, and his black hair was high and warm as jade.

I clutched my head, and I had a headache, feeling that this man was familiar.

Chang'e's slender hand lightly touched the man's bloodless face, and stroked the sewing silk thread at his wound in distress, "Little prince, are you willing to save my husband's life?"

The man in the coffin effortlessly aroused my anger, but at the same time touched the softness of my heart, and I felt more like love and hate for him.

"No, I don't save it. ”

I said coldly, walked to the middle of Hua Yanzui and Demon Moon, picked one in one hand, and flew towards the top of the cellar with divine power.

"If you don't save it, you can be saved! Do you know how much effort I have gone to find a body like yours that has no three souls and six spirits? Chen's body has not recovered after nearly a hundred years, but his soul has gradually gathered. If you give him your body, his soul will effortlessly take over your body and come back to life. "Chang'e's private hypocritical face, obsidian-bright eyes with greed and ruthlessness.

I see!

I sneered, unexpectedly that my mutilated body was also coveted.

Chang'e dodged and jumped into the coffin, and immediately pulled out a lump of red flesh with blurred flesh.

"Baby Spirit! Bless Mother, smoothly find your father's body!"

Chang'e's clear voice was instantly extremely sharp, like a dumb black crow roaring at the brink of despair.

My left foot arched slightly, and my right foot moved back a small step, instantly condensing the dantian qi onto the Xuanyuan Sword.

The body of the Xuanyuan Sword exuded a light purple glow, and I was also surrounded by a powerful air current, and my clothes were wrinkled by the wind, and the hunting sound, flying up and down.

"Die!"

I shouted violently, the sword qi roared like thunder, and the purple light slashed towards Chang'e's eyebrows, and the entire cellar shook and was in danger.

At the same time, the flesh and blood in the palm of Chang'e's hand were wrapped in viscous black gas, and the smell of a terrible corpse struck at my dantian.

I casually glanced at the lump of meat, only to realize that it was a baby who had died young!

He was reaching out his little bloody hand and trying to get close to my abdomen. I frantically blocked it with my left hand, but accidentally touched his slimy head.

"What's going on!"

I stared in shock, why did a warm current keep coming out of my palm when it touched his forehead?

In the next moment, all the wounds on the infant spirit's body healed.

The infant spirit turned around and looked at Chang'e, who was injured by my sword qi and fell to the ground, and let out a terrible cat meow.

Chang'e stared at the infant spirit in horror, her lips trembling, "I'm your mother!

The infant spirit is on all fours, its hips raised high, as if it were making final preparations for the attack.

I looked at their big and small sabre-rattling-for-tat looks, thinking that Chang'e was too busy to take care of herself, and she shouldn't have the time to pay attention to me, so she took the opportunity to carry the demon moon and Huayan drunk, and flew to the cellar.