"Wait!" Bu Yanyun shouted anxiously, "You let him go, and I will return to the Blood Demon Sect with you." Bu Yanyun knew that at this point, she and Nie Wushuang had no choice.

Yi Lianping's body in mid-air suddenly spun back, fell to the ground, and laughed: "You two little guys, dare to deceive me, what, Bu Yanyun, are you sure you want to save him?"

Nie Wushuang scolded in his heart.

Bu Yanyun propped himself up, covered the wound on his left shoulder with one hand, and nodded: "Yi Lianping, you just take a fancy to my Bu Yanyun's qualifications, do you want me to join your Blood Demon Sect and cultivate your magic skills?"

Yi Lianping laughed: "The one who knows the times is Junjie!Bu Yanyun, isn't your mission in the Cedar Hall this time to find out what my demon clan has done? Since you have reached the territory of my Blood Demon Sect, how can I easily let you go?"

"Okay, you let him go, I'll go with you. Bu Yanyun had a determined look on his face.

"Haha, that's right. Yi Lianping said, stood up, smiled at Nie Wushuang, and then made a gesture of invitation to Bu Yanyun.

"Senior Sister Bu!" Nie Wushuang shouted.

Bu Yanyun dragged his injured body, slowly walked in front of Nie Wushuang, and said suddenly: "Tell my master when I go back, I have to go into the devil, I am sorry for his old man's cultivation for many years." After speaking, Bu Yanyun walked towards the gate of the temple without looking back.

Yi Lianping laughed and turned around, walked quickly to the temple gate, and made a gesture of bowing down.

Bu Yanyun stopped, glanced at Nie Wushuang suddenly, and then at Yi Lianping, dragged his seriously injured body, and walked forward step by step.

Yi Lianping chuckled, and suddenly turned his head to Nie Wushuang and said, "Since your senior sister has entered my demon gate, then you can't be left behind!" As he spoke, Yi Lianping's long hook swept across his hand, and the aura spewed out, slashing straight towards Nie Wushuang.

Bu Yanyun seemed to have prevented Yi Lianping from having this hand, and his body shot violently, rushing in front of Nie Wushuang, Yi Lianping's long hook sent a sharp slash, cutting straight from Bu Yanyun's right shoulder, and a wound dragged from Bu Yanyun's right shoulder to his lower abdomen.

Fortunately, Yi Lianping didn't do it with all his might, and the power to slash at Nie Wushuang was only enough to kill Nie Wushuang's life, but it was not enough to kill Bu Yanyun in the foundation building period on the spot. Even so, this hook of spiritual power will also cut the smoke cloud into flesh and blood, and he is dying.

"Senior Sister Bu!" Nie Wushuang shouted, and hurriedly hugged Bu Yanyun in his arms.

Bu Yanyun turned his head, looked at Yi Lianping, exerted all his strength, and said intermittently: "You...... The ...... you promised me Don't kill him. ”

Yi Lianping obviously didn't expect Bu Yanyun to block his own killing for Nie Wushuang, and said with some doubts: "You are crazy, he is your junior brother, once he knows that you have joined my Demon Sect, I am afraid that you will have endless troubles, I killed him to clear the hidden dangers for you." ”

Blood gushed from Bu Yanyun's mouth: "No...... No....... ”

Nie Wushuang rushed forward, ignoring his physical injuries, trembling all over his body, and hugged Buyanyun in his arms.

Bu Yanyun was extremely injured at this time, coughed lightly twice, blood kept gushing out of her mouth, and she could only hear her say intermittently: "Honor for me...... Honor...... Master. ”

Nie Wushuang looked at Bu Yanyun's bloodied appearance, nodded heavily, and spit out a word with difficulty: "Okay." As he spoke, tears inadvertently dripped down Bu Yanyun's face.

Bu Yanyun muttered, "Wushuang, I'...... I can't...... I'll go with you to find your mother......" Before she finished speaking, her body suddenly trembled, a mouthful of dark red blood gushed out of her mouth, her head tilted to the side, her body went soft, and the whole person slipped from Nie Wushuang's arms and fell to the ground, only inlet air, but no breath out.

Nie Wushuang adjusted Bu Yanyun's head with his left hand that was pillowed on Bu Yanyun's shoulder, and his right hand slowly took out the hairpin he had bought for three lower grade spirit stones from the storage bag, and slowly used the right hand holding the hairpin to collect Bu Yanyun's hair little by little, and while retracting, his tears fell inadvertently.

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Nie Wushuang's mouth, spraying Bu Yanyun's face was bright red again, he hurriedly threw the hairpin aside, and hurriedly reached out to wipe the blood sprayed on Bu Yanyun's face, but he himself was full of blood, the more he wiped it, the more he wiped it, looking at Bu Yanyun's cheeks that had been confused by blood, Nie Wushuang suddenly stopped the movements in his hand, looked at Bu Yanyun, trembled and asked in a low voice: "You are gone, what should I do......"

Yi Lianping frowned and looked at Nie Wushuang, but he didn't make any movement for a while, he just looked at it in a daze, with a strange expression on his face.

Nie Wushuang slowly stretched out his right hand to pick up the hairpin that he had just thrown aside, looked at Bu Yanyun with a tender face, and wanted to insert the hairpin into Bu Yanyun's hair, but he inserted it several times, and the hair was scattered a few times, and then Nie Wushuang didn't move anymore, looking at the hairpin in his hand, his lips kept trembling.

Suddenly, Nie Wushuang's eyes widened, he suddenly got up from the ground, pinched the hairpin in his hand, and his whole body suddenly slammed, and his whole body overflowed with spiritual power, and he suddenly pounced on Yi Lianping.

Yi Lianping suddenly came back to his senses from his stunned, quickly stretched out one hand, pinched Nie Wushuang's neck with one hand, and shouted, "Look for death!"

At this moment, a huge spiritual power roared at the gate of the temple, scraping the things in the temple into the air, and at the same time separating Nie Wushuang and Yi Lian equally, as the spiritual power dissipated, a burly figure appeared at the temple gate.

Nie Wushuang was covered in blood at this time, and was pushed to the ground by this huge force, he turned over, crawled to Buyanyun with difficulty, held Buyanyun in his arms, and tightly held her in his arms.

Yi Lianping was trembling all over his body at this time, he looked at the door of the broken temple, cold sweat broke out in his palms, and the hand holding the long hook was unstable for a while, making the long hook fall to the ground with a 'bang', splashing a little soft mud.