No one in the Imperial Alliance survived, except for the leader of the group, who was lying on the ground at the moment, trembling and trying to take out the messenger paper crane from his sleeve, and was seen by Bai Xiaoyao, "Ah, he wants to run!" ”

Yan Hongguang saw that the girl's face was stained with blood, her eyes deepened, and he said secretly, "It's okay, he can't get out." ”

"Let's go see Gray One." Bai Yaoyao glanced at the injured Gray One worriedly, and Gray Yi hurriedly knelt down and pleaded guilty, "My subordinates are not doing well, and I have failed to protect the girl, please surrender to the Lord!" ”

Bai Yao was stunned, "It's none of your business, this, Lord..."

"Take the punishment yourself." Yan Hongguang's voice was cold, he raised his hand to brush away the broken hair in Bai Yaoyao's ears, picked him up and jumped towards the main hall of the back mountain.

The man's aura was cold and tyrannical, which made Bai Yaoyao a little scared.

Back in the main hall, Yan Hongguang personally wet the handkerchief to wipe the blood stains on Bai Yaoyao's face, silent, his strength was a little strong, Bai Xiaoyao sighed in pain, "Lord, it hurts." ”

"It's time for you to increase your memory, where you can go and where you can't." Yan Hongguang didn't care for Bai Xiaoxiao at all, leaving scratches on the girl's white and tender cheeks, "If I hadn't come back in time, would you know..."

"Okay, I know it's wrong," Bai Xiaoyao interrupted Yan Hongguang's words, for fear that he would say something unpleasant, "Don't punish you for being gray, it's really too much bullying on the other side!" ”

"You still have the heart to intercede with him, and see how the deity punishes you at night." After Yan Hongguang confirmed that Bai Yaoyao was fine, he left the person in the hall, "Luo Chun, come in and look at her." ”

"It's the Lord."

Luo Chun ran in, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and panted, "Lord, there's another person outside!" ”

Bai Yaoyao raised his heart and looked at Yan Hongguang, "It's the Imperial Alliance again?" ”

"No, it's not, the slave doesn't know." Luo Chun shook his head.

Yan Hongguang snorted coldly and glanced at Bai Yaoyao, "Stay here." ”

"If something happens to you, am I going to stay here too?" Bai Yaoyao pouted.

"Not bad." Yan Hongguang left the main hall with a warning in his voice.

Bai Yaoyao chased to the door, watching the man's black back disappear into the sky, and felt a little panicked.

Today is destined not to be peaceful.

Yan Hongguang came to the outer hall and saw several figures standing outside the mountain gate, and when he saw him, he bowed respectfully, "There is no Yin Sheng in the Xiafeng Water Gate, and I have seen the Venerable Lord of the Buddha." ”

Yan Hongguang had never heard of this Fengshuimen, and his voice did not carry a trace of emotion, "Get out." ”

"The lord is angry, the outside world has spread the word one after another, the first disciple of the Royal Alliance was persecuted in the Fanzun, according to the younger generations, it is really that Chu Hai is not right, and he is to blame." Wu Yinsheng smiled.

Stay away from the corpses of the Imperial Alliance on the ground, it's too bloody.

Yan Hongguang was most annoyed by such a fake person, the sword in his hand flew out and rushed straight to the door of Wuyinsheng, stopped steadily, and the tip of the sword cut through Wuyinsheng's forehead, "The deity said, get out." ”

Wu Yinsheng broke out in a cold sweat on his back, and forcibly held back so that he didn't lose his temper in front of people, his voice trembled a lot, and he took a deep breath and said, "The Lord forgives the sin, I really have something important to request, I don't know if the Lord is Your Majesty, if there is a maid named Gu Yao." ”

Yan Hongguang turned around and ignored it, but after taking two steps, his heart suddenly moved.

Gu is dying.

Young.

Yan Hongguang had a real killing intent in his eyes, and looked back at Wu Yinsheng and his party as if they were looking at the dead.

Wu Yinsheng stiffened his head and said with Yan Hongguang's cannibalistic gaze, "I was originally the saint of my Fengshuimen, I was separated from the door when I was young, and after many years, I finally found her here with the lord, and please meet us." ”

Yan Hong's light and ink were flying, and his expression was extremely cold.

Fengshuimen, you don't need to exist.