"The master ......", Binghuang is very anxious, the master has just relapsed from the old injury, if you use more force at this time, it will undoubtedly make it worse, and at this time there is still a distance of hundreds of meters from the ground, this height falls down, not dead but also disabled!

The ice phoenix couldn't care so much, it couldn't watch its master have an accident and be indifferent, it tried to break through the spirit beast space again, but found that this time it couldn't break through.

Oops, the master actually added a ban on the space, even if it hit its head and broke its blood, it couldn't get out at all, what the hell is the master going to do, is the so-called agreement really so heavy, in an instant, the ice phoenix suddenly surged with anger.

Master, if something happens to you, Binghuang will never let go of Yan Luo Palace, let alone Yan Xingjue who hurt you!

Seeing that the tragedy was about to happen, at the last moment, a purple 'colored' figure suddenly flew through the sky in the distance, the rapid speed was comparable to photoelectricity, obviously one moment was still in the sky, but the next moment it was close in front of him. The long arm wrapped around and caught Duanmu Ying.

Duanmu Ying was frightened, and climbed on the shoulders of the person in front of him, and the two of them both circled in the air and flew to the ground, Duanmu Ying stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes, and in a trance, his mind was blank for a moment.

What catches the eye, although it is not a peerless face that shocks the world and weeps ghosts and gods, but the pair of indifferent and cold deep eyes that seem to be all-encompassing, just one glance is enough to make people sink.

The high 'straight' nose bridge, the fair skin, the shallow smile at the corners of the 'lips', and the perfectly curved chin, every minute and every millimeter seem to be the most perfect outline from the painter's brush.

There is also a faint fragrance of unknown on the body, which smells so good.

The temperament is gorgeous, lonely and cold, like a lotus that is not stained with dust on the top of the distant snow-capped mountains, which can only be viewed from a distance, not blasphemed.

It's just that all of this is ruthlessly isolated by a cold white 'colored' ghost mask, so that you can't see what kind of face is combined under the perfect facial features.

If Yun Weiyang was present at this time, he would definitely be even more surprised than Duanmu Ying, because this man in purple was none other than the elusive Leaving the Night.

The mountain-guarding disciples of Yanluo Palace rushed over in stride, and they all showed their weapons one by one, and the atmosphere became tense in an instant: "Who are you who dare to trespass on Yanluo Palace?"

Duanmu Ying came back to her senses, quickly let go of the hand that was holding Liye's shoulder, and took another step out, her face was a little 'flush' red and embarrassed, it was the first time she had such a close contact with a man other than her father, somehow, her heart suddenly beat a little fast.

Liye's left hand was behind him, and the purple 'colored' robe was flying in the wind, and he looked lightly at the disciples of Yanluo Palace: "A few people are so ruthless without asking questions, is this the so-called style of Yanluo Palace?"

The disciple at the head immediately snorted coldly: "Hugh has to open his mouth to talk nonsense, the palace decree of Yanluo Palace clearly stipulates that anyone who trespasses on Yanluo Palace will be dealt with according to law!"

"Law?" Liye's voice couldn't tell whether it was joy or anger, and his eyes were still calm and unwavering: "That's your Fa, what does it have to do with me?"

"You ......"

"By the way, just now I tried to save this girl who was almost poisoned by you, and my clothes were 'dirty', how are you going to settle this account?" As he spoke, he flicked the dust that didn't exist on his long sleeves.