The smell of blood pervaded.

Previously, none of the real people who were defeated by Mo Jin died, which shows that he was soft-hearted.

But now, those people, everyone in the formation, were slashed by his sword, a sword, and all of them fell.

The handsome man standing in the center of the formation was born in blood, like a killing god.

Coming to her step by step-

With a sword, the man stopped in front of her and looked at her condescendingly.

On the handsome face, his eyebrows were lowered softly, and his blood-stained hands gently and gently caressed her face.

"I said it." The man's hoarse and low-alcohol magnetic voice was wrapped in a bit of tenderness, staring at her: "This time, I will protect you." ”

The girl raised her eyes to look at the man in her sight who was so handsome that it looked like a god, but she bent her eyes and smiled suddenly.

Such a heart-warming picture.

The girl's sweet voice is full of conscience.

"Oh, is this still the high-flying Mo Jin Immortal?" She deliberately opened her beautiful eyes and tilted her head: "It's even more terrifying than Rakshasa." ”

Ruyu's fingers on her face were paused, but they rubbed it gently without ambiguity.

He lowered his eyes, still unable to hide his tenderness.

"Is that enough?"

The girl still laughed and shook her head.

"Not enough." The girl said innocently: "In this way, I still can't live." ”

Mo Jin was stunned and looked at her in a trance.

"Formation feeding, even if you sacrifice everyone, Liang Qing's body, you can't bear this power." The girl said sweetly: "So, I really want me to live, what the master should give...... It should be the magic pill. ”

Magic Pill.

Left woe.

Mo Jin's body paused, and all the tenderness on his face eased down.

A moment of paleness made him sober.

He didn't blink, reluctant to miss a trace of expression on her face, and moved his thin lips.

"That's what you're really for."

"Yes." The girl did not deny it and nodded.

"What about the Demon Yuan Tan Sacrifice Array?"

"It's a plan, too." The girl blinked innocently: "If you don't do that step, how can you completely impress the master and let the master do the step just now?" ”

If it weren't for Liang Qing, how could the immortal Mo Jin be shaken?

If it weren't for the step-by-step camp, let him fall.

On top of this formation, how could he choose her without hesitation?

It's all stratagem, every step of the way, full of traps.

If you can't get the golden pill back from him, then let him surrender it voluntarily.

Only Liang Qing has never been emotional.

Mo Jin was the only one who completely fell.

"Then why don't you just lie to me?" Mo Jinsheng's eyes were red, and he asked her softly.

"Because there is no need for it, even if I don't lie to you, the master has no way back, right?" Zuo Yao hooked the corners of his lips, as if smiling, "People have been killed, the formation has risen, even if Shizun wants me to die now, everything is in vain, isn't it?" ”

However, Mo Jin stared at her, pursed her thin lips, and her beautiful shallow eyes were a little red: "I, I never thought you would die." ”

Zuo Woe chuckled, but disagreed.

There was a stalemate like this, after half a ring.

Mo Jin closed his eyes and flipped his hand—it was the magic pill that appeared on his fingertips.

Zuo was stunned and a little surprised, but he still smiled and opened his mouth, as if he knew that he would inevitably choose to compromise in the end.

Mo Jin didn't blink, his fingertips moved, and the confinement on the magic pill disappeared in an instant, he slowly stretched out his hand, and really put the magic pill into her mouth-

With his fingertips in his mouth, Zuo Yu swallowed the magic pill with a smile, and his smile became more and more beautiful.

The slender hand, but the fingertips trembled slightly.

Jin Dan melted in his mouth.

The sheer power slowly melted into every inch of her body.