The sharpened iron dagger stood straight on the ground, deep into the solid ground, and only the trembling handle shone coldly.

Everyone in Shuiyun Valley has the cloud pattern of Shuiyun Valley on their chests, and it not only represents the identity of the disciple of Shuiyun Valley, but also can not invade the water and fire, and the most important thing is that it will be revered by the people in the martial arts to show the great talent of Shuiyun Valley!

That kind of slave-like carving not only symbolizes status, but also a kind of ambition to help the world and save people.

Yi Yutang's hand was placed on the handle, and the dust passed by, the green veins on the back of his hand burst out, the blood agitated, and his heart slammed again, his eyes were split, and he pulled out the dagger and went straight to his chest.

"Zira."

Scarlet gushes out, moiré tears off!

The little fox hooked the finger of the young master of the Demon Sect and moved it down, and in the small gap was a mortal who seemed to be reborn from the fire, her mind moved slightly, holding the man's finger and grinding her teeth, and a vague figure gradually solidified in her memory.

The tips of her ears trembled, and she was covered by her slightly cool fingers, as if she didn't want her to be contaminated with the filth of the world.

"Uh-huh." The little fox snorted dissatisfiedly.

She said that Yi Yutang became more and more familiar with it the more she looked at it, wasn't that the strongest knife under Qingrong's hand?

Hey, she was ruthless when she was a child, and she went to others to paint landscape paintings with a brush, was tied up solidly, and sent to Qinghuan, she also knew Qinghuan in this way.

"What's the matter?" Xu Qingyi's fingers moved slightly, and the gap pulled out by the little fox was firmly repaired, he frowned slightly, and the little fox's fangs unexpectedly made him feel comfortable and at ease.

"Uh-huh." Xu Qingyi, can you understand me now?

"When I can't understand what you mean." Xu Qingyi smiled lightly, and the demonic aura lingered between his eyebrows again, and there was darkness in his moving eyes.

The little fox suddenly felt weak, and he was very shhh

That's right, even if he hadn't entered the path of cultivation before, he could accurately comprehend her thoughts through her movements.

"Uh-huh." That mortal named Yi Yutang was very useful.

It's the most handy knife you'll ever use.

It's the talent who survived between the two little ancestors who will be okay with you in the future, and who was instigated by me to sue like Qinghuan.

Xu Qingyi's slender eyelashes blocked the obscure gaze, he tightened his forearms, and his expression was free, but everyone present was cold behind their backs and was shocked.

"Then it's a good call."

Qing Huan laughed in his soul: "Coward! ”

Since he is unhappy in his heart, then kill that mortal, what is there to fear about the little mortal, if he is not worried that Mo Zishu will be under him, the mortal in this courtyard can get out alive.

"The Murong family and his wife are dead, so you will stay here to deal with the aftermath." Xu Qingyi grabbed the back of the little fox's neck, kneading it lightly and heavily, making the little fox struggle twice, and then he didn't move, letting out an annoyed and angry scream.

"Subordinates obey!"

The young master of the Demon Sect stepped into the air, and in a moment, he disappeared from everyone's sight.

Yi Yutang knocked down heavily, and after getting up, his clothes were fluttering and his demeanor was respectful, but in that numb demeanor was a chic and uninhibited and gentle demeanor.

"Alliance leader." The people of the Demon Sect arched their hands and said, "It's rude." ”

Blood-stained white shirt, body like a cold bamboo, once you enter the devil's path, good thoughts are gone.