"I ......" Knowing that concealing it any longer would only disgust Ji Yanshu, An Yang mustered up his courage: "I saw you just now, so I came with ......"

"Well," Ji Yanshu replied casually, seeing the fangs on her shoulders that pierced her shoulders, and pulled them out without pity, "Why did you come here." ”

"Elder, they asked me to wait outside," An Yang stammered, "But I haven't seen you for half a month, and I thought you would come too, so I boldly came in." ”

She blushed, "I didn't expect to really bump into you." ”

Ji Yanshu listened to her words, but there was no happy look on his face. His fingers lightly pressed on the bloody mouth on An Yang's shoulder, and an imperceptible coldness condensed under his eyes.

With Anyang's three-legged cat kung fu, it is impossible to be qualified to come to this kind of place.

Unless...... sneered secretly in her heart, unless An Yang begged Ye Zhanyun to the death, maybe it would be the same as when she begged him.

"Oh, do you really miss me?"

Without hearing the deep meaning contained in the words, An Yang couldn't wait to nod his head, and heard Ji Yanshu add: "Isn't it to take the Spirit Gathering Snake Fruit?" ”

Noticing that An Yang was stunned, he sneered, "Ye Zhanyun wants?" ”

"He needs it," An Yang nodded obediently, "But the last time you wanted it, I wanted to see what it was." ”

"I didn't come here for me."

In the deliberately long voice, the smile on Ji Yanshu's face was a little more contemptuous, "So it's good to tell the truth at the beginning." ”

An Yang looked at him in shock, but he didn't expect to turn around here, and his words had completely changed their meaning.

She opened her mouth to explain, but her lips were pressed by Ji Yanshu's fingers, "If you don't want to die, just shut up." ”

An Yang pursed her lips aggrievedly, completely unable to figure out why every time she confided in Ji Yanshu, he either didn't respond, or misinterpreted the meaning, obviously she really liked this person......

The wound on his shoulder condensed into a scar under Ji Yanshu's strength, stopping the outflow of blood. And the white binding spirit in his hand began to pretend to be dead the moment Ji Yanshu appeared, as if it had become a useless white silk.

"Since you're here, follow closely," throwing down a sentence, Ji Yanshu put away the hanging beads and walked back into the depths.

An Yang took advantage of the light to disappear and swept around, and his face immediately turned pale.

She remembered that when she entered, it was a sheep's intestine road made of stone, and now the isolated mountain walls had turned into transparent beeswax. A series of snake demons with withered faces hung on the wall, and there were many fresh corpses among them.

She just glanced at it, and the eyes of the snake demons seemed to stare at the same time, as if death was tightly wrapped around her body.

Hearing the footsteps hurriedly catching up from behind, Ji Yanshu's eyes were full of gloom. If An Yang really had a plan to come to this place, then he would definitely not be able to leave people behind.

[System: Host...... I felt the murderous intent protruding from his body, as if it was because of your ......]

[Anyang: It's beautiful. 】

After praising the system, An Yang listened to Ji Yanshu's steady footsteps, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a sneer: [It seems that our sect leader is being false and wronged with me on weekdays, which really burns my fighting spirit. Originally, Sister Ben wanted to start lightly, but now it seems that she is not polite to treat this kind of scum at all. 】

The gloomy smile made the system tremble with fright.