Hearing that Jian Mao wanted to go to see Su Lingjian by himself, Meng Xue in Meng Bo's arms hurriedly stood up and said to Jian Mao, "Jian Mao, Sister Su'er...... How's it going?"

Hearing Meng Xue ask Su'er, Jian Mao slowly shook his head, sighed and replied, "The seal of Su Ling's sword has not been unlocked yet, and Su'er is still trapped in the sword. ”

In fact, Meng Bo was also very curious about Su'er's situation, and when he heard Su'er's news, Meng Bo's eyes suddenly lit up.

Then Fierce Snow asked softly, "What about ...... Can I go see her?"

"This ......" Kanemao hesitated for a moment, then continued, "Fierce snow, since your brother is here, you should go back with him first." ”

"No, I'm not going back, I must see Sister Su'er. You don't want me to see it so much, don't you ......" At this time, Mengxue slowly shook her head, looked at Jian Mao viciously and said, "What did you do to Sister Su'er, deliberately not letting me get close to my brother!"

"Fierce snow...... What's wrong with you?" Kanemu asked, confused.

Then Meng Xue turned her head and shouted to Meng Bo, "Brother, they must have done something to Sister Su'er, otherwise ......" But Meng Xue was stopped by a gesture from Meng Bo before she finished speaking.

"Who the hell are you!" Meng Bo stared at the fierce snow tightly, and a spiritual aura condensed in his hand.

"Meng Bo, what are you doing here?" Seeing Meng Bo condense his strength, he hurriedly blocked in front of Meng Xue and said, "Meng Bo, she is your sister!"

"Jian Mao, you quickly dodge, she is not a fierce snow, the fierce snow is in the Changle Palace!" Meng Bo shouted to Jian Mao.

Hearing Meng Bo's words, Jian Mao reacted instantly, and he hurriedly dodged away, but at this time, the Meng Xue grabbed Jian Mao, and a spiritual power was condensed in his hand.

"Jimao!" Meng Bo shouted.

At this time, the Praetorian Guards on the side also noticed, and more than a dozen of them quickly surrounded them.

"Hmph, I didn't expect to be discovered by you!" Fake Mengxue looked around tightly, holding Jian Mao with his right hand, and holding a spiritual power on his head with his left hand.

Kanemao finally said with difficulty, "That's because you underestimated Meng Bo's trust in Mengxue!" With that, Kanemao's whole body suddenly gathered a force of energy, and then this force exploded instantly, blowing up the fake fierce snow behind him at once. Fake Mengxue clutched his chest and lay on the ground, he gradually turned into a silver-haired monster with black qi all over his body, slightly taller than a normal person.

Seeing that Kanemao was out of danger, the Praetorian Guards quickly surrounded the monster that had turned into a fierce snow.

Spears intertwined with each other on the monster's body, but the monster looked unwilling.

At this time, he was shocked, and he couldn't help but say, "It turned out to be one of the thirteen poor ghosts of the demon race, no wonder it can be fake." ”

"Do you recognize him?" Meng Bo asked on the side.

"Well, this ghost can see into people's grievances, and once he has a strong grudge in a short period of time, he can become like that person, and have the power of that person and the memory of that person. And this ghostly poison is even more terrifying, but it's good to find it, otherwise I don't know ......"

"Wait......!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Meng Bo, and then Jian Mao asked, "What's wrong Meng Bo?"

At this time, Meng Bo looked panicked, his eyes stared straight ahead, and then he said as if he had lost his soul, "Ying'er, Ying'er is poisoned!"

Then Meng Bo quickly ran back towards the Changle Palace.

"Ying'er......" Jian Mao was stunned for a moment, and then said to the guards behind him, "You take him down first!" With that, he glanced in the direction of the Changle Palace, and then walked towards the important place where the Su Ling Sword was placed.

Meng Bo, who had been running wildly, finally returned to the Changle Palace, and at this time he was pleasantly surprised to find that Zhao Ying had woken up.

"Ying'er ......" Meng Bomu looked at Zhao Ying blankly, and when he saw Zhao Ying wake up, Meng Bo was both surprised and happy. At this time, Meng Bo suddenly came to his senses, hurriedly ran to Zhao Ying's side, held Zhao Ying's hand tightly and asked, "Ying'er, how are you feeling now, is there anything uncomfortable?"

Zhao Ying shook her head slightly and replied, "Mengbo, don't worry, I'm fine." ”

Then Zhao Ying asked again, "Meng Bo, I think there are monsters infiltrating the palace, and they are also the poison masters of the thirteen demons." ”

Seeing Zhao Ying's ruddy face and full of energy, Meng Bo smiled with relief, and then he said, "It's okay if you're okay, you don't have to worry about ghosts, he has been caught by us." ”

Then he looked at Zhao Ying and asked, "Ying'er, how did you solve your poison?"

Zhao Ying thought for a moment, and then replied, "I was poisoned by the appearance of the ghost Meng turning into a fierce snow before, and I don't know what happened after that." Until I woke up again, she appeared in the Changle Hall in the form of fierce snow again, and then she changed into my appearance again, and then she gave me something to eat, and then I don't know. Then I woke up in the grass of the palace, and there seemed to be a force that healed me again. And ......" Speaking of this, Zhao Ying hesitated, as if she was thinking about the previous power, and then she said, "And that power feels very familiar, but I don't know where that power comes from, that power feels very unstable, and my injuries are not completely healed before the power is broken." ”

"It's okay, don't think about it, it's good that you're okay. Meng Bo smiled comfortably.

"Brother, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's me who hurt Sister Zhao Ying. At this time, Meng Xue stood behind Meng Bo and suddenly burst into tears.

Hearing Mengxue's words, Mengbo hurriedly turned around and asked, "Mengxue, what's wrong with you, why are you crying?"

Meng Xue lowered her head and said, "Sister Zhao Ying told me everything about the ghost, if I hadn't had a grudge against Sister Zhao Ying at the time, the ghost would not have become what I was." ”

At this time, Zhao Ying also lowered her head and blamed herself, "Mengxue, you don't blame you, if you want to blame, you should blame me." I did misunderstand you when the ghost killed those maids, and it wasn't until he turned to leave that I suddenly realized that I was sorry for the snow, but I was wrong. ”

Seeing that Meng Xue and Zhao Ying were both blaming themselves, Meng Bo hurriedly said, "Okay, don't blame yourself, it's okay." ”

At this time, the turmoil of the demon puppets outside the palace had not subsided, and several disciples of the Mo family's Golden Armor Realm activated the Great Array of Organs in the Heavenly Empire City.

As soon as the large array opened, countless mechanical arms stretched out from the ground and the city walls, all of which were made of Xuan Wood and extremely hard.

Hundreds of machine arms quickly stretched out towards the demon golem, grabbed the demon golem as soon as they could, and threw the demon golem in all directions, dividing it by two in three times, and the pieces of demon golems turned into black gas, and the city was filled with the wailing sound of the demon golems, but the attack of the demon golems had almost no effect on the machine arms.

At this time, the fire man who had been burning with raging flames appeared on the city wall, he was about the same size as a normal person, and except for a pair of eyes that emitted black gas, all the places on his body were burning with raging fire.

He glared at the arms, then clasped his hands to his chest, condensing a cloud of black flames and blasting them towards them.

"Bang!"

Several trap arms were instantly shattered, and the trap arms on the side also burst into flames.

At this time, Zhao Tianzong stood on the lookout and couldn't help but say, "Could this be the 'Ghost Flame', one of the thirteen differences of the Demon Clan?"