Qing Yu exerted his strength again, his wrist was suddenly grabbed, he turned his head sideways, and Mu Yan was tugging at his hand, trying to pull out the sword.

She wrinkled her eyebrows and looked at Ziyang's back, "Young Master Qingyu, why don't you calm down first?" Ziyang treats you with affection, and everyone sees it in their eyes. ”

Qingyu suppressed the anger that rushed to his head a little, and said in a deep voice, "What I want to kill is Liu Yu, she has to stop herself, or how about Miss Mu help me pull Ziyang away?" ”

Mu Yan raised her eyebrows, thinking that it was really Liu Yu's doing, she caught a glimpse of the blood stains on Qingyu's lower body, and she already had a rough idea in her heart.

She has no spiritual power at this time, and she can't help anything, and keeping Ziyang is already her greatest forbearance.

So he bowed his head, "Okay." When the words fell, she pulled away Ziyang, who was already curled up in pain, but she hugged it too tightly.

Mu Yan tried a few times, but he didn't have enough strength, and Qingyu was obviously extremely prostrate, except for the sword in his hand, he couldn't push Ziyang away.

"Don't kill Sister Liu." She was still pleading for Liu Yu, and repeated the sentence several times.

Qingyu half-squinted his eyes, and the mist shrouded his eyebrows, looking like the one who blocked me was dead.

Mu Yan looked at Ziyang and said lightly, "I saw Uncle Fu." ”

Ziyang's body stiffened, and when he turned to look at her, Mu Yan violently ripped her away, and Qingyu broke free from the restraints and quickly chased after her.

Mu Yan is helpless, she can't protect herself at this time, if Liu Yu doesn't think of a way and sits there and waits there, it can only be said that she is too stupid.

She felt that Qingyu still cared about Ziyang in her heart, otherwise she wouldn't be able to resist his murderous aura no matter how she stopped him.

At the same time, I sighed in my heart, when he was in the Ninefold Gate, Qingyu could be regarded as handsome and graceful, but he ended up like this.

Ziyang came back to his senses at this time, and was about to chase him in a panic, but Mu Yan grabbed her, "Qingyu is now physically exhausted, and Liu Yu will be fine." ”

She didn't seem to believe it, her confused eyes were full of astonishment, and she leaned weakly against the wall, "Where did you see him?" "Love

Mu Yan thought for a while and said frankly, "He doesn't seem to be willing to reveal his identity, he is masked, and he is also very low-key." ”

Ziyang seemed to understand something, his face changed, and he whispered, "He's a demon general?" ”

"Hmm." Mu Yan didn't say anything else, looking at her expression, maybe she had noticed something, or she had encountered it.

Both of them fell silent, and on the deserted corridor, no one came and went, and the sky was gloomy, and there was a kind of sultry heat before the rain.

Mu Yan glanced at her, turned around and left, just let her digest it quietly alone, she really didn't have to meddle in her own affairs.

But now I suddenly feel that she probably has something to do with Uncle Fu, and she can help if she can.

After only a few steps, Ziyang's voice came from behind him, "Thank you." ”

Mu Yan paused, didn't look back, and his tone was unwavering, "Don't thank me, I didn't do anything." ”

Ziyang was silent, looking at her back, gradually losing her mind.

Suddenly, dark clouds rolled on the north side of the Demon Palace, and the spiritual power of ice and water was surging like incompatible.

Mu Yan was stunned, she didn't want the slap to come so quickly, she thought that Liu Yu should restrain herself, at least to avoid the limelight for a while.

But she wants to die!

She glanced back at Ziyang's bleak look, and she took a step to the north.

Mu Yan sighed lightly, but still followed.

Some of the demon soldiers saw the scene over there, and they also rushed over there one after another.