Si Zhanye looked nervously at the two people lying on the back of Bei Blade, the girl's eyebrows were tired, but the fortitude under his face surprised him a little.

The chicks he picked up, even if they come back, they will have their own glory.

"They have traces of fighting in the Ten Thousand Demon Caves, and the Ninth Princess is just a low-level spiritual warrior, and it is already rare to use all her strength to keep her younger brother."

Bei Blade's eyes flashed, and there was a hint of regret in those green eyes.

Just when Bei Blade thought that Si Zhanye would not move, he only heard his nervous voice, which slowly flowed out: "Let them down, I will personally heal them." ”

This sentence was like a small stone, and the heart of the North Blade stirred.

What's going on?

His Royal Highness personally heals people's wounds, what kind of treatment is this!

No one has ever enjoyed such treatment!

Bei Blade looked at Si Zhanye, the powerhouse of the demon clan, the face of a god, at this moment, he actually had a distressed expression for a mere human being, it was really unbelievable.

When Si Zhanye gently hugged Lou Qianxing into his arms, the wind was raging on the side.

I don't know where a dark shadow suddenly struck!

"Where did the demon wind come from!"

Some people in the crowd fled, others exclaimed.

"How do I feel like the air is getting colder all of a sudden?"

"Let's go, I'm afraid someone is going to fight."

After a whispered mutter, only a few vendors were left hiding in the corners of the originally lively night market.

People were hiding far away, not daring to approach the giant North Blade at all, let alone say a word to Si Zhanye.

That man, no matter how you look at it, is a super powerful and super fierce person.

"What are you going to do?" Si Zhanye looked at Ye Nianyi, who had already changed into his wedding robe, and raised his eyebrows with indifference.

Fang Cai and Ye Nianyi were at the Yunlai Inn, and halfway through Ye Nianyi, he couldn't stand Si Youyou's complaints, and slapped the table and left.

Si Zhanye thought he was doing something, but he didn't expect to change his clothes.

The long black robe, with his white face, demonic skin and that weird mask, no one knows what kind of face is under that mask, but this looks like his whole person is more mysterious, more in line with the title of "Ghost King of the Ghost Domain".

"The little lady of the deity, save the deity." Ye Nianwei waved his hand and moved closer to Si Zhanye.

Si Zhanye glanced up and down at Ye Nianyi, looking at his black eyes full of seriousness.

Even so, so what! He doesn't give!

"As the ghost king of the ghost realm, what did you use to save her? Use your ghostly magic to bewitch her and make her your puppet? ”

Si Zhanye didn't worry about tearing his face with Ye Nianwei at all, for their demon clan, the ghost domain was nothing! Only the human race was afraid of the ghost domain, and the Nangong Dao people even did not hesitate to make such a price back then, so that all the people in the ghost domain were buried in the ground.

And at that time, the ghost king of the ghost domain was not a night weed.

Ye Nianyi should be the second-generation ghost king, and the mask he wears is a symbol of the ghost king, after all, the previous generation of ghost kings has been killed by spirit masters such as Nangong Daoren.

That was a hundred years ago, and it was also before Si Zhanye froze.

Unexpectedly, a hundred years later, Nangong Daoist had already returned to the west, and Ye Nianwei actually escaped from the underground by relying on the formation of the spell master, and even had a faint contractual relationship with Lou Qianxing.