The girl's white skirt was painted with large three-color peonies, and at a glance, she seemed to be standing among the three-color peony flowers.

The girl is full of beauty, only her eyebrows are better than the most beautiful scenery, her skin is like a jade nose like a cone, her small and round cherry lips are gently purrowed, her eyes are like an epiphany blooming under the shining stars, bright and flawless, and her beautiful face has a hint of cuteness.

If Lan Yue is the snow lotus on the white dew ice field, this girl is the first blooming purse peony, holy and endowed with cuteness.

At this moment, the girl clenched her hands into fists on her chest, and the ardent anticipation in her eyes became more and more intense as the passage opened.

The dozen or so men behind them were also silent, their eyes unified, all looking at the dark passage.

When the passage gradually expanded from the size of a fist to the size of Bai Shu's body, a green light flashed.

The light dissipated, revealing two figures, one horizontal and one vertical, except for Bai Shu and Yan Qing, more than ten men all knelt on one knee, not daring to look directly at the people in front of them.

The three of them couldn't help but take a step forward, but before they could get closer, they saw Bai Shu flashing to the side of the jade-robed man like a white light, and his little face was wrinkled:

"What's the matter with her?!"

Bai Shu frowned tightly, staring at the woman with an almost transparent face, sensing that her injury was not light, but in addition to the injury, there seemed to be something involved.

What is it?

Yu Qianran ignored it, and with a wave of his robe, a green mang shot straight at the entrance of the Demon Domain Passage, and the passage suddenly lit up, and the originally dark passage was covered with a circle of green mangs.

The bodies of the three demons shook suddenly, the demonic qi in their bodies leaked out, and their bodies dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He swept around the crowd, his eyes swept over a man and a woman beside Yan Qing, and then his eyes moved to Yan Qing, and he said lukewarmly: "Give you two hours, take care of the aftermath." ”

Later, despite Bai Shu's wishes, he was put into the smoke stove.

In an instant, only an invisible breeze swept across the clearing.

Yan Qing held his forehead, he didn't have time to say a word, so he left him like this?!

He doesn't know what's going on inside, hey!

The guy who is heavy on color and light on friends, he thinks that the boat of their friendship will be shattered sooner or later!

Thinking of Fang Cai Yu Qianran's face, he was obviously angry, and Fang Cai came back to his senses.

Yan Qing turned around and saw the stunned faces of everyone behind him, and Sen Sen sighed.

The man beside him also raised his eyes to look at him, his face tepid, as if waiting for his command.

The girl looked at the clearing and blinked, as if she didn't react to the man who was like the wind.

Most of the people behind him are the children of Qingchen Palace, and they can be regarded as masters in this world, but these master disciples can't see Yu Qianran a few times.

In their minds, His Highness is sacrosanct!

They were called here by Yan Qing, and they didn't have time to sort out the situation, but they saw the great god in their hearts appear with a woman in their arms.

Apparently many of them have seen Kaoru Shiha, but she? Isn't it the lady-in-waiting of His Highness?

Why would His Highness hold her?! To save her? His Highness is so interested in a maid?!

"Follow me."

Yan Qing successfully interrupted the crookedness of a group of Qingchen Hall disciples, and his figure flashed, moved out of the passage, and jumped in.

The time that Michiran gave him was not long, he didn't know anything about the situation inside, how dare he waste time?!

The blue-robed man followed silently when he heard the voice, and everyone behind him also moved and rushed in.

When the last disciple entered, the girl in white snorted softly and leaned in to follow.

When everyone arrived at the Demon Hall following the mark left by Michiran, they all looked surprised.