Shen Beilin's gaze sank, and he suddenly raised his hand, and a cold breath poured out of his hand.

Zhuo Xingchen shouldn't be the opponent of Beilin, but there seem to be a lot of them?

And I saw a great crowd coming down from the gate, and these people, all dressed in the robes of the priests, and with their feet like the wind, came toward us.

"Stay in the carriage!"

With that, I flew out of the carriage, and I saw a white mist begin to fill the surroundings.

"Sister, Xingchen he, Xingchen he?" Mei'er panicked, and her round eyes were full of anxiety and anxiety.

She didn't want to see that, but now?

"Mei'er, I said that with his position, it is impossible to accept the demon sincerely." As soon as I finished speaking, a wail came from the white mist.

"Sister?" Mei'er was anxious, and her eyes were red.

She was worried that Beilin would hurt Zhuo Xingchen, but she knew that it was Zhuo Xingchen's murderous intent that made the first move, so she only shouted her sister, but she didn't dare to say anything.

"Mei'er, your life is still very long." I held Mei'er's hand tightly.

"Smack!" There was a crisp sound like a sword breaking.

And after this crisp sound, I heard the sound of "bang" again, and a figure fell on the side of our carriage.

"Ugh!" A low moan came from the other's mouth.

Mei'er immediately pushed my hand away and rushed out of the carriage.

The moment she rushed out of the carriage, the cold air dissipated, and Ming Beilin withdrew his hand in time.

"Get on the horse!" The voice of the North Flame came from the roof of the carriage.

Mei'er had already knelt on the ground and hugged Zhuo Xingchen.

"Stars? Xingchen, how are you? Mei'er's face was scorched, and tears dripped down her cheeks onto Zhuo Xingchen's clothes.

The corners of Zhuo Xingchen's mouth were bloodstained, and the long sword in his hand was broken in two, and before, the faces of the people surrounding our carriage were covered with frost.

At a glance, there were at least sixty or seventy of them.

"Hehehehe

This made it clear that it was Zhuo Xingchen who lost, but as a result, Zhuo Xingchen suddenly let out a sneer.

Immediately after, he raised his head and looked at Beilin: "You are the one who uses spiritual power to urge the technique, right?" ”

Beilin didn't respond, but I saw Zhuo Xingchen's indifferent face, showing a touch of pride, and then he pushed Mei'er away.

I saw him bite his index finger, and then he used blood to draw a blood talisman on the ground.

Ming Beilin fell from the roof of the sedan chair, he leaned over, dragged Mei'er from the ground, carried it and threw it into the carriage, and then transformed into a red folding fan in his hand.

This folding fan is covered with evil energy.

"You wicked, cut off one of my brother's arms, and I will let you pay for it with your life!" Zhuo Xingchen said, and his hands immediately clenched his hands.

The blood talisman on the ground instantly glowed with golden light, and the underworld Lin suddenly took half a step back, raised the red folding fan, and slashed towards the talisman.

And this blood talisman is somewhat similar to Xiao Ce's before, it seems to be "alive" and can dodge on its own, but when it was about to touch the body of the underworld, it was still slashed by the underworld.

The talisman fell to the ground and turned into a pool of blood.

I looked at Zhuo Xingchen, and Zhuo Xingchen saw that the talisman had turned into blood, but instead of being disappointed, he leaned over again and quickly drew seven or eight talismans on the ground.

These blood talismans can't really deal with Beilin, but this Zhuo Xingchen is "never tired of it", what is he?

"Not good! He's procrastinating! I hurriedly shouted at the Stygian Forest.

This Zhuo Xingchen is only afraid that he is waiting for his foreign help.

"Zhuo Xingchen, this god Jun Nian Huang Mei'er has affection for you, and he is not a killer, but now, this life is what you don't want!" After saying that, he raised the red folding fan in his hand and was about to solve Zhuo Xingchen.

"God-king! No. Mei'er's voice choked: "Shenjun, you guys go quickly, get out of here quickly." ”

Mei'er couldn't bear to hurt Zhuo Xingchen, and she was also worried that we were in danger here, so she could only open her mouth and let us go.

"What about you?" I frowned and looked at Mei'er: "You still want to stay with him?" ”

"Sister, it is said that marrying a chicken is a chicken and a dog is a dog, I now have the flesh and blood of the stars, I plan to live a good life with him!" Mei'er looked at me with tears in her eyes.

I listened, but I couldn't breathe.

"This god monarch broke this thought for you!" The red fan of the dark north is about to fall suddenly.

"God-king!" Mei'er shouted.

"Whoosh!"

Almost at the same moment, an arrow shot straight towards the Stygian Beilin, and the Stygian Beilin quickly dodged and dodged, but for some reason, the dodging action was obviously half a beat slower.

However, there was no danger, and the arrow did not hit the North Lin.

"Dada, dada!"

There was a sound of footsteps, and I saw that a large number of people had come down from the gate tower.

These people, all of whom were worshippers, had long swords in their hands, and when they came down, they were divided into two rows and stood on the left and right sides.

And in the end, a tall purple-robed man approached our carriage step by step, this purple-robed man, in my eyes, is really more terrifying than the "evil ghost".

His life is also really hard, he was cut off by Beilin before, he shed so much blood, he can not die, and now, he is standing in front of us so well.

Moreover, he was fitted with a prosthetic leg, which looked almost fake, seemed to be very coordinated, and his movements were neat and decisive.

"Zhuo Xingchen, did you really climb your senior brother again?" I looked at Zhuo Xingchen and couldn't help but show a sneer.

In the dream, I saw Xiao Ce treating Zhuo Xingchen like that, but I didn't expect that Zhuo Xingchen finally chose to help Xiao Ce and help him abuse.

"Senior brother?" Zhuo Xingchen saw Xiao Ce coming towards this side, and immediately walked towards Xiao Ce.

The red fan of Beilin was directly across Zhuo Xingchen's neck: "Open the city gate, otherwise, this Divine Monarch will kill him now." ”

"Let's do it." Xiao Ce's eyes with a murderous aura carried a hint of indifference.

I know that in Xiao Ce's eyes, Zhuo Xingchen is nothing at all, and life and death should not have much to do with him.

"Zhuo Xingchen, do you see clearly? Your senior brother doesn't even care about your life and death! I opened my mouth and said to Zhuo Xingchen, hoping that Zhuo Xingchen could recognize Xiao Ce.

Zhuo Xingchen's eyes drooped slightly, and he muttered in a low voice: "Senior brother is a priest, and the decisions he made are all right. ”

"You?" I shook my head, this Zhuo Xingchen is indeed foolish and loyal to his senior brother.

"Since you say so, this god monarch is welcome!" The red fan in Beilin's hand flipped over, but it was not to kill Zhuo Xingchen, the anger of the red fan flew directly in the direction of Xiao Ce.