Suddenly, the raindrops of beans 'crackled' and poured down, extinguishing the fire in half an hour. The gray smoke gradually dispersed in the wind over the rooftops, and the rain stopped and the sky became brighter.

However, this thunder was not caused by Zhou Xuanqing, and the rain was not caused by her.

"Look at that!"

Someone came back from a brief panic and shouted. When everyone heard this, they looked at a long cypress tree.

The cold and unique Yanqingjun stands proudly on the top of the tree. His deep eyes moved slightly, and a wave of demonic power was sent from his palm. A demonic wind rose on the flat ground, blowing and swirling the fallen leaves on the trees.

It was vague, as if there was a black shadow wrapped in it.

The wind stopped, and the fallen leaves scattered all over the ground. The delicate figure of Hu Siniang clearly appeared.

"Demon! Banshee! It's them!" Young Master Sun's face changed and he shouted, grabbing Sun Deren's arm and swaying continuously.

Sun Deren cleared his throat, quite calm and self-controlled. He brushed away Young Master Sun's hand and shouted to Yan Qingjun on the tree, "I don't know who Your Excellency is, can you come down and speak?"

Yan Qingjun glanced at it indifferently.

This master is too cold and arrogant. Sun Deren has never seen what the demon looks like, or most people, and they don't have the luck to see the demon.

Therefore, it is difficult to associate the rumored terrible 'goblin' with the handsome and extraordinary person in front of him.

Sun Deren looked restrained and turned his gaze to Hu Siniang over there. In this chaotic situation, she still walked in front of Mr. Kong without fear, and the two hugged each other in public.

"Lady!" "Lang Jun. ”

It's really a scene of deep affection and affection.

Taking advantage of the reunion of their husband and wife, Zhou Xuan took a few steps forward in the Qing Dynasty. Youyou said: "Yanqingjun, it's windy above, do you want to come down and talk?"

Looking up at each other, his neck was already sore, not to mention that Zhou Xuanqing really didn't want to have a fight with this demon monarch in front of everyone.

After waiting for a while, just when she thought that Yan Qingjun was too lazy to take care of herself, one person and one demon, their eyes met, and they were silent like melting mist.

"Good. Yan Qingjun groaned, waved his wide sleeves, and his clothes flew and fell.

The light flashed, and the frost sword was already out of its sheath. Liu Yanshu's body was as long as a dragon and flew to Zhou Xuanqing. I saw the sword flower take advantage of the situation, and swept under the big tree with sword qi!

The sword wind hit the face, Yan Qingjun did not dodge or dodge under the tree, only blocked with his cross arm, and his sleeves were cut into a few pieces.

Liu Yanshu stepped on the ground again, and the shock caused a little dirty water on the dark boots, and the person was forced to Yan Qingjun's eyes with the sword.

One is the pace is calm, obliquely splitting and horizontally, and being ruthless. One is to take a leisurely stroll, with no change in color, and it is easy to play.

Liu Yanshu flicked his wrist, and the frost sword made another move. Immersed in the internal force of the sword, the hilt of the sword took off his hand and stabbed straight forward!

Yan Qingjun turned around, took a shot, the sword light was awe-inspiring, and his wrist shook and then pushed the strong wind. A wave of air blocked the Frost Sword in mid-air, and with a 'clang', it bounced back into Liu Yanshu's hand.

The victory and defeat have been decided, but Hou Ye still has a smile on his lips, and his peach eyes are full of sharp provocation. "Are you going to be caught, or is Ben Hou giving you a ride?"

In exchange for this, the latter naturally glanced indifferently.

Either say that Hou Ye is arrogant, and he will never lose people. Zhou Xuanqing secretly pinched a cold sweat for him: If the demon monarch wants to go all out, I'm afraid that no one present can fight.

Sun Deren took a long breath before he spit out urgently. This fight was so exciting, the son who appeared out of thin air was vigorous, and he really didn't hear the other party say the word 'Benhou' clearly for a while. All my mind is busy thinking about how to deal with them in a while.

Only Young Master Sun is always thinking about the purpose of this trip. "Uncle, I'll prove to you, she's a banshee!" After speaking, he snatched a wide knife from the soldiers, and shouted and rushed towards Hu Siniang.

"Siniang!" screamed, and the spotted cat's eyes widened.

"Lady, be careful!" Mr. Kong, who came back to his senses, hugged Hu Siniang with all his might, and he wanted to block it with his body.

"You, you all heard me, can even a cat speak, and dare to say that they are not demons?!"

Just when Young Master Sun was frantically about to cut it down indiscriminately, the expected blur of flesh and blood did not happen. Mo Huaigu stabbed obliquely, stretched out his arm to block, and the countless thorns that came out were as tough as needles, directly knocking out the gap in the wide blade.

Young Master Sun has never seen a 'person' who is harder than a knife, his eyes straightened, his anger instantly stiffened into a frightened color, and the momentum of shouting and killing was suddenly gone. As soon as his hands and feet were weak, there was a 'clang', and he couldn't even hold the knife.

Lu Shiyi took advantage of Young Master Sun's helplessness, flashed behind him, and threw him a few feet away with his collar.

"Ahh

At this moment, Sun Deren quit. Dare to make a move on his nephew under his nose? Not to mention a group of guys of unknown origin, who are not human or demonic?

"What are you still doing in a daze, take it all down for your own officials!

At the sound of the order, the group of soldiers hurriedly gathered around and drew their bows and arrows, and 'whoosh' continued to shoot at them.

'Meow!' the spotted cat was hit by an arrow, and the arrow grazed its belly and cut a little flesh. It struggled on all fours and scurried to the bottom of Hu Siniang's feet.

Mo Huaigu and Lu Shiyi have their own ability to protect themselves, but it is a little tricky to save Mr. Kong and Hu Siniang again. They hurriedly took the people to hide under the half-burned eaves.

Lu Shizhi picked the knife that Young Master Sun had fallen on, and quickly rotated it in his hand, like a shield blocking some of the flying arrows that came over.

From time to time, arrows are pinned to your feet or pass by. Mr. Kong was busy taking care of Hu Siniang, he convulsed for a while and held his breath, only to find that he had been hit by an arrow in his leg.

Zhou Xuanqing, who was far away, hurriedly swallowed a Tianshui talisman and shouted at Liu Yanshu, "Master Hou, if you don't reveal your identity again, we will become a hornet's nest!"

Liu Yanshu's eyes sank, and he easily walked behind Sun Deren, and pressed the frost sword against his neck next to his shoulder. "Sun Deren, Benhou is here, you dare to be presumptuous. ”

The closer the blade was an inch, the more bloodstains seeped.

Sun Deren heard him call his real name, and he was angry at first, but paused for a moment and slowed down: Ben Hou?

How many madmen in the world can dare to call themselves Benhou? Zhen Guohou is the deity one.

In an instant, Sun Deren's cold sweat oozing out of his back when he thought of something, and his mind was suddenly clear: he, a petty official like Sesame Mung Bean, has not yet seen Zhen Guohou. So is this man real or not?

Regardless of whether it is true or not, now the sword is on his neck, and I am a fish and meat for the sword, so I have to follow.

"Don't let go of the arrows!

"Sun Deren, it's just a little bit, Ben Hou can tell you not to even know how to die. Liu Yanshu raised his eyebrows, as if he was smiling and angry.

This arrogant tone is completely like that Zhen Guohou.

He slowly inserted his sword back into its scabbard. The sharp eyes were still staring at Sun Deren's pale face, which made people so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe and lowered their heads, and the soles of their feet rolled on the dirt and took half a step back.