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This is not the Eternal Night Wasteland, the long-lost night finally faded at the moment when the Yubei Tomb was about to collapse.

It's because in a certain direction of the horizon, a ball of light has appeared.

A blaze of fire.

The light of the fire swept through the darkness of the night, and all the darkness of the moor was extinguished.

Everywhere you go, it's like the sun in the sky.

That burst of fire quickly appeared on the top of the mountain not far from Li Molan and Lu Yu.

Then there was a loud phoenix chirp!

Flames burned across the wasteland, setting fire to every grass, and all the weeds burned like a fire!

Reflect the sky red!

Lu Yu's eyes showed a look of surprise, and he didn't look at Li Molan in front of him, who was running out of oil, but turned his head to look at the fire.

In the flames, there was a figure with wings on its back, like a young phoenix.

"Vermilion Bird Sect, Murong Yuluo. Lu Yu couldn't be silent, he said with a strange face.

The wingspan of the flames behind Murong Yuluo was more than ten feet, and the raging flames soared into the sky.

Li Molan looked at her in surprise, thinking that this could be her own desperate life?

Murong Yuluo saw Li Molan's weak appearance and pale complexion, and finally stopped on the ragged blood-colored scholar shirt on his body.

She looked at Lu Yu, her eyes were cold: "You want to kill him?"

It was obvious that she blamed the scars left by Li Molan's previous battles on the young man with the big bow.

Lu Yu didn't mean to explain: "Yes." ”

Murong Yuluo flew in front of Li Molan, and said coldly: "Then I have to make a move!"

Li Molan looked at the back of this divine bird like a red bird, blazing, warm, and her heart calmed down a lot.

After the legendary Vermilion Bird bloodline was completely activated, could it be so strong? He felt the extremely rich demonic aura and aura on Murong Yuluo's body, and secretly smacked his tongue.

But also relieved.

Although he didn't know how this girl came in such time, it was indeed a very reassuring thing to have her in front of him now.

Lu Yu's face was expressionless: "Your Demon Dao dual cultivation is indeed very strong, but even if I am injured, you may not be able to defeat me." ”

Murong Yuluo's lips opened lightly: "Then don't want to hurt him." ”

Lu Yu was a little curious: "What is the relationship between him and you, and you want to help him like this?"

Murong Yuluo was stunned, and suddenly didn't know how to answer.

"Simple...... Friendships. Li Molan said suddenly.

The corners of the girl's mouth lifted slightly when she heard his voice.

"He's my friend, of course I'm going to help him," she said. ”

Lu Yu showed a look of surprise: "Do you know who he is?"

Murong Yuluo asked, "Is it very important?"

Lu Yu said: "He is the descendant of the Beihai Sword Immortal, and it is likely to be the next Beihai Sword Immortal, you should understand the meaning of this, now you say, is this important?"

Murong Yuluo's eyes were shocked, she turned her head to look at Li Molan, looked at the seemingly unpretentious sword in the hand of the blood-clothed young man, and looked at it carefully, before finally confirming this fact.

"What he said was true. Li Molan said honestly.

Murong Yuluo glared at him with complexity and anger.

Li Molan was a little embarrassed.

The girl was silent.

Lu Yu said: "You should understand what his identity represents. ”

What is the concept of the descendant of the Beihai Sword Immortal in Beihai? That is the next Beihai Sword Immortal, the next sword hanging above the heads of all the cultivators in Beihai, and this is enough to make him the public enemy of the cultivators in Beihai, not to mention how much grudge does the dry wine poem have with the Dao Sect in Beihai? How can those Liangzi be returned? That can only be returned to Li Molan.

Tianchen Dao people watched the light and dark changes of the stars in the sky a year ago, sensed that a star had disappeared, and came to the conclusion that the Beihai Sword Immortal had passed away, but no one dared to believe this matter, everyone was skeptical, even if the old Sword Immortal who was famous in the Beihai had been silent for several years, no one dared to believe this answer easily.

Now that the heir of the Beihai Sword Immortal has appeared, and he has appeared with the Beihai Dragon Elephant, it is indeed necessary to believe it.

The dry wine poem that the sword out of the immortal avoided is dead, so what about those hatreds? How can it be returned? Do you still find the corpse of the old sword fairy and whip it?

Then it's back to his disciples.

The descendant of the Beihai Sword Immortal, these six words are enough to make Li Molan a public enemy of the Beihai Cultivation Realm, and any Dao Sect is bound to win his fate.

In this case...... Who would dare to help him?

Lu Yu calmly looked at the girl with her fiery wings stretched.

Even though you Murong Yuluo are the little phoenix of the Vermilion Bird Sect and a prominent figure of the younger generation, do you dare to help him? Don't you know how much blood feud there is between the Vermilion Bird Sect and that dead dry wine poem? You dare to defy the world's condemnation like this?

Murong Yuluo's eyes showed a struggle.

In the cultivation world, anyone who dares to help the successors of dry wine poetry is an enemy of the world.

She is not a person now, she is the little phoenix of the Vermilion Bird Sect, and her every word and deed represents the will of the Vermilion Bird Sect.

If she chooses to help Li Molan here, then the Vermilion Bird Sect will stand on the opposite side of the entire rivers and lakes.

This is what Murong Yuluo hesitates and struggles with, and her identity does not allow her to act in a way that is dominated by personal emotions.

Li Molan looked at Lu Yu and suddenly said, "Then why do you dare to assassinate the Holy Maiden of the Dao Sect?"

Murong Yu was stunned.

Lu Yu said calmly: "Kill all of you and your group, then naturally no one will know that I did it, and those people from Emperor Zizhai ...... They didn't dare to speak out. ”

Murong Yuluo glanced at Li Molan, and then at Lu Yu, thinking to himself what kind of development this was, what had happened before?

Li Molan pointed to the girl in front of her: "Now, there is one more person who knows, what should you do? Kill her too?"

Lu Yu's smile was full of murderous intent: "Then there is really no need to say more." ”

As he spoke, he once again pulled out the Canglan Bow in his hand.

The bowstring is like a full moon.

The breath locked on Murong Yuluo's body.

Murong Yuluo's heart was full of turbulence, but she no longer had time to think about what was going on, she swept into the air, dozens of feet above the ground, and suspended in the night sky like a firebird.

A silver streamer pierced the night dome, like an inconspicuous white in the firelight, and it came in an instant!

This arrow contained a violent aura, and the killing intent almost covered the entire sky, as if there was no way to avoid it.

Murong Yu's speed was already unimaginable to ordinary people under the increase of the wings of the fire phoenix, in the face of this arrow, she danced the red silk whip, rolled out a ball of flame to hinder the progress of the arrow cluster, and at the same time, her body suddenly settled, and she actually moved her position in an instant, and she dodged this arrow!

The wings of the fire phoenix are just the manifestation of the Vermilion Bird's bloodline, but the effect is amazing, maybe Murong Yuluo's own martial arts talent is not at the peak, but the bloodline talent has brought her a rebirth, like a tiger giving birth to wings, making her show at this moment a speed that even Lu Yu, the third disciple of Qiu Mingshan, has never expected.

Lu Yu's heart moved, and he was even more determined to kill Murong Yuluo, this was no longer a last resort, but an interest, he already liked to kill the strong, once he thought that Murong Yuluo was just relying on the external force of the bloodline, which was not enough, and he had a lot of criticism about the opinion that he could be on a par with the sword madman Zhu Mingwen, and now he saw that this Vermilion Bird bloodline was indeed miraculous, and the flame wings alone were unheard of, and they were extremely mysterious.

Lu Yu pulled his bow again and again, the silver meteor fell in the sky like a group of bright stars, arrow after arrow, Murong Yu fell in the dense arrow clusters and moved left and right, the meteor caught the moon, and he actually avoided all the arrow clusters and rushed to Lu Yu, and at the same time, the red silk whip danced forward, and the flames were surging like endless, and they actually ignited all directions, and there was no way to retreat!

Lu Yu looked at the sea of fire and the sky obscuring the vision of the Quartet, but his heart was full of fighting spirit, although he was not in a good state now, he still shouted: "Look at me bending my bow and shooting eagles!"

An angry cry sounded: "It's the Vermilion Bird, not the eagle!"

The flames were overwhelming, obscuring all vision, Lu Yu listened to the argument, and shot an arrow in the direction of speaking, this arrow went all out, and it was forced to extinguish all the fire in one direction!

Murong Yuluo felt something in his heart as early as when this arrow had just begun to charge, although he successfully dodged this cold arrow, but the flames in this direction were all extinguished, revealing her position, and it happened that Lu Yu's second arrow was already aimed at her!

At this distance, even the Fire Phoenix Wings couldn't let her dodge this arrow!

Lu Yu sneered, thinking that this kind of shallow combat experience was not enough to control such a powerful bloodline talent, it was better to fall! Besides, if the Fire Phoenix was immortal, how could it be reborn in Nirvana?

His arrow shot out quickly, extremely ruthless, and went all out to kill with one arrow, Murong Yuluo's lack of combat experience and lack of on-the-spot experience can only be said to have buried the bloodline of this Fire Phoenix Vermilion Bird, and Lu Yu dislikes this kind of person who buries his own talent the most, shoots with one arrow, and brings up a silver dragon!

The sky is like a silver river!

Silver Dragon Devouring Fire Phoenix!

Murong Yuluo's eyes were terrified, she tried her best to dance the red silk whip in her hand, the whip trembled again and again, and slapped the arrow cluster dozens of times in an instant, but she still couldn't stop the silver dragon from coming to her face, almost in the next second, she spat blood from her mouth, fell to the ground, and even the wings of the fire phoenix dissipated in an instant.

Lu Yu gasped heavily, this arrow he had used up the huge part of the remaining spiritual energy in his body, it could be said that he was also angry, but the effect was amazing, an arrow silver tornado the night sky, and directly shot down the fire phoenix in mid-air.

Murong Yuluo was covered in blood, and the phoenix-patterned colorful clothes on his body were torn apart one by one, lying on the ground almost without an inch, revealing a white ketone body like a little sheep, with pain and horror in his eyes, but he was weak, his white body was full of blood marks after the impact, and the most important thing was that his abdomen was pierced, and the blood was overflowing.

She was in such a bad state now that she couldn't even lift her arm, and she couldn't cover the embarrassing parts of her body, so she could only look at Lu Yu, the third disciple of Qiu Ming Mountain, who was walking slowly.

"Your strength is really wasted, if it were him, I should be the one who died. Lu Yu looked at Murong Yuluo, who was lying on the ground weakly, with an expressionless face.

Murong Yuluo wanted to scold a few words, but unfortunately he couldn't even speak, and his abdomen was painful, so he could only hum.

Lu Yu's pace was very slow, because even he was in a bad state at the moment, the aura in his body was empty, and his state was unprecedentedly poor.

It's just that this kind of leisurely walk slowly and leisurely is like a devil in Murong Yuluo's eyes, which is terrifying.

She looked at Lu Yu who was walking slowly, thinking that she would probably die here today, her heart was churning with fear, and her eyes were full of horror.

At this time, a blood-red coat was draped over Murong Yuluo's body.

Li Molan stood in front of the girl.

Just like the girl standing in front of the seriously injured and weak Li Molan before.

He looked at Lu Yu and said, "Do you believe it, even if I die, I can let you be buried with you?"

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(PS: Lu Yu: "...... Oil, wah, wah, wah, woe, cry!" (To be continued.) )