The disciple sneered, "That demon has been locked up in a water prison by the valley master, and we just witnessed you colluding with the demon clan. Seeing so many firsts, you can't escape even if you plug in your wings today, so let's go with us to see the valley master! ”

"No way!"

Before Yinsheng could speak, Yang Ruoyin spoke out first to stop her.

The disciple looked at Yang Ruoyin with displeasure on his face, his eyes full of disdain, "Miss Yang, this is our internal affairs in the Netherworld Valley, and we are waiting for the girl not to interfere." ”

He had endured Yang Ruoyin for a long time, and if the valley master hadn't said to let her play for a few days first, he would have done it a long time ago.

"You ......"

Yang Ruo trembled with anger, but he couldn't find the words to refute for a while, so he just snorted coldly and walked to the side.

In his heart, he was thinking about how to let Yinsheng die quietly.

She must not let her see the valley master.

Looking around, Yang Ruoyin seemed to see something, his eyes lit up, and he quietly moved over there while the disciples were not paying attention.

Those disciples surrounded the silver sheng in a semicircle, pressing step by step, and the sword in their hand quickly slashed over.

Yin Sheng turned his head to dodge the swinging saber, and with a sweep of his long legs, the disciple was immediately swept to the ground, and then quickly snatched the saber in his hand, raised his hand and waved it, killing the two disciples in front of him instantly.

There was a faint smell of blood wafting in the courtyard, and the corpses on the ground were lying on the ground, and Yinsheng pulled out the blade of his sword without changing his face and wiped it on the corpse's clothes several times.

Yang Ruoyin squatted behind the hut, looking at a herb on the ground in surprise.

If she guessed correctly, this should be Qianying Grass, the legendary divine grass that can make mortals condense their sense of qi, and she actually found it here, this must be the will of heaven.

I was about to reach out to pull it out, but my back was suddenly hit by a cold, sharp and hard object.

"It's rude to mess with other people's things."

The demonic voice faintly fell into Yang Ruoyin's ears from behind him, like a death song.

Yang Ruoyin turned her body stiffly, looking at the intact Yinsheng in disbelief, her pupils widened slightly, there were so many people, how could she have nothing to do at all!

Yinsheng lifted the sword up, the blade against the white and fragile neck, and said lightly, "You look disappointed." ”

Sen Han's sword qi soaked into his skin, and the goosebumps on Yang Ruoyin's body rose, and his body didn't even dare to move.

He could only stiffen his neck and threaten: "I warn you, I am the most favored person of the valley master, if you dare to disadvantage me, the valley lord will never let you go." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the sharp blade pierce her skin, and the cold instantly spread throughout her body.

Now she was really panicked.

The blade of the sword slowly moved down his neck to his cheek, and his warm voice seemed to have a slight smile, "You said that if I ruined this face, would your so-called valley lord still like you?" ”

"You dare to ......" Yang Ruoyin swallowed the words that were almost in his mouth, his eyes flashed, and said: "I know where that demon is, if you let me go, I will take you to him." ”

After speaking, she pretended to look at Yinsheng calmly, but in fact, her palms were full of cold sweat.

When she went to look for the valley lord this morning, she overheard what they were talking about, and then thought of what the group of wastes had just said, and she almost guessed something.

Yang Ruoyin clenched his fists, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his lowered eyes.

After escaping, she must make this slut worse than dead, otherwise it will be difficult to erase her humiliation today.