Mo Wuxi's face turned white with a brush, "The previous life is the previous life, this life is the present life, and I am not the me of the previous life!" ”

Mo Ruhua looked up to the sky and laughed twice, "Mo is not sorry, you don't have to say much, the hatred in the previous life, I did not repay it in the previous life, and in this life, I and you do not share the sky." I'll kill you with my own hands, and that. Person. ”

"Picturesque, you don't want to be taken advantage of! You go back with me, and I'll talk to you about it. ”

"Go back?" Mo Ruhua frowned, "I can't go back." Even if I am used, as long as I can kill you and Ye Qinglan, I am willing! ”

Yuan Ming looked at Mo Wu mockingly, his eyebrows raised, "Picturesque, what are you doing with him so much nonsense." Now is not a good time to try the Bloody Blade. ”

Mo Ruhua lifted the blood-red scimitar, and the evil qi on its body invaded her body little by little, devouring her only remaining kindness.

The Blood Blade, this magic knife refined with the blood of ninety-nine eighty-one virgins, carries a great amount of yin energy.

This kind of yin qi can only be controlled by the hateful ink picturesque.

Mo Wu Xi could clearly see the black gas between the ink thrushes, which was a sign of enchantment.

The ink like a painting blood blade swung towards Ye Qinglan, and the red light went towards Ye Qinglan like lightning.

Mo Wuxi was shocked, he didn't have time to fight back, he could only pull Ye Qinglan to his side, and the red light cut his right arm in an instant, and the blood stained his white robe.

The wound was so deep that you could faintly see the bones and the blood on the arm.

Ye Qinglan was so frightened that he screamed, "Master, how are you!" ”

Mo Wu didn't hesitate to quickly seal the acupuncture points on his arm, barely stopping the blood.

Ye Qinglan shook his head, "It's okay for the teacher, Qinglan, you hurry back to Jiuhuamen." ”

A trace of pain crossed Mo Ruhua's eyes, but in an instant, he was covered by the hatred that soared to the sky.

She touched the blade of the bloody blade and looked at Ye Qinglan with disgust, "It's really a master-apprentice relationship." Mo has no regrets, since you are so protective of her. Then I will kill you first, and then slowly torture Ye Qinglan, and use her blood to sacrifice my blood blade. ”

Yuan Ming stood far away, and he watched all this coldly.

Mo Ruhua has now slowly stepped into the demonic path, and the aura around her is no longer the taste of an immortal cultivator, and it is gloomy demonic aura.

"It's picturesque, don't fall into the devil, or you will be doomed!" Mo endured the pain in his arm, still holding hope for Mo Ruhua.

Mo Ruhua waved it with a knife, "As long as it can destroy you, what if it can't be recovered." ”

Mo didn't hesitate to push Ye Qinglan to the side, dodging the bloody blade light of the inky blood.

The sword light hit the grass on the side, and the original green piece withered in an instant.

It can be seen how strong the resentment of this knife and the person who uses it is.

Ye Qinglan sat on the ground, she had no memory, she was like a child.

Over there, Mo Ruhua entangled Mo without regrets.

Yuanming walked towards Ye Qinglan.

As soon as he got close to Ye Qinglan, a burst of golden light suddenly flew in the air, almost hitting Yuan Ming.

Before he could react, his throat was already pinched.

"Yuanming, you really deserve death!"

Yuan Ming was stunned for a moment, looking at the person who came, he didn't have a trace of fear.

"Di Tianli, if you have the ability, you will kill me!" He smiled defiantly.

Di Tianli glared angrily at his star-like eyes, and the strength in his hand increased a little more.

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