"Heavenly evil. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Bai Ye took a step back in shock, the guard wearing the helmet hadn't noticed the Heavenly Evil just now, wouldn't it be good if they left. Why risk coming out and killing him? It's pointless......

The Heavenly Evil slowly stepped out of the shadows, his skin showing a sickly greenish-gray, the muscles beneath were strangely swollen, the green tendons on his arms burst out, and the hands stained with dark red blood no longer looked like people, but were as dry and narrow as a bird's claws, and the nails at the end became unusually sharp.

The bald guard held his sword in front of him, and with the other hand he waved his torch desperately, shouting to embolden himself: "Go back to the sewer lair, you damned demon!"

Although he had long suspected the terrifying bloodline of the three Heavenly Evil Brothers, Bai Ye had never thought that they would be the children of demons, and his current appearance was very similar to the murals depicting demons in the church.

The Celestial Demon raised his head and roared, revealing a mouth full of razor-sharp fangs, sticky blood running from his chin to his chest. He pounced on him, knocked the torch out of the guard's hand, and knocked him to the ground with a single claw, and without the protection of the chain mail, the claws of the Heavenly Evil would have ripped through his chest.

The guards frantically stabbed their swords into the abdomen of the Heavenly Evil, and the tip of the sword made a crisp sound of gold and stone, and it instantly shattered to the ground. The Heavenly Evil let out a heavy snort, as if angered by the guard's resistance, and he pressed the guard's head with his thick claws, like crushing a watermelon, and the red and white exploded to the ground. The guard's feet twitched, and he didn't move.

Seeing this cruel and bloody scene, Bai Yeqiang resisted the desire to vomit, barely controlled his weak legs, and moved to the side of the road.

The Heavenly Evil didn't seem to notice the white night, but dragged one of the guard's corpses and threw him into the torch-lit grass behind him, along with the newly dead helmeted guard, and the stench of the two corpses was overwhelming.

His current behavior seemed to be reasonable, but Bai Ye didn't dare to take risks, and after carefully retreating a distance, Bai Ye fled along the avenue into the distance. There are few people on the road late at night, and the houses on both sides are basically locked, and there is no place to hide.

After running for more than ten minutes, Bai Ye sat down panting and fell to the ground. The back of his sackcloth shirt was soaked, and the heat from his body was steaming from the top of his head, and sweat was dripping down. He coughed a few times and spat out a mouthful of sweet phlegm, and then he eased his breath slightly.

Looking back, there was a dead silence on the road, and it seemed that the Heavenly Evil was still tossing around in the bullpen, completely unaware that he had escaped.

Bai Ye stroked his beating heart, glad that he would die for the rest of his life.

But why did the Heavenly Evil suddenly become like this? Bai Ye could only understand that Ru Mao's blood drinking just now stimulated the tyrannical demon factor in his blood, which made him thirsty for killing.

His judgment of the Heavenly Evil was accurate, and although he seemed to be the quietest of the three brothers of Bliss, he was extremely dangerous, as had just happened.

Previously, when he disarmed Shamara, his eyes had only changed, and there was no abnormality in his body, and he was able to control his emotions and behavior, but this time, as the mutation deepened, he was obviously close to losing his mind, wantonly slaughtering guards in the town, and it was completely unnecessary, and it would only lead to endless trouble. Predictably, neither the Raven Lord nor the Church of Thorns would tolerate such an incident on their own turf.

It seems that he can only go to make peace with Bliss first, and inform her of the failure of the negotiation and the rampant nature of the heavenly evil. Although reluctant to let Bliss see that she had lost control of the situation, especially when she thought of her trademark mocking smile, it gave her a special headache. But now is no longer the time to be poor and save face, maybe she will know how to control the heavenly evil, and there is still a chance to save the situation.

Bai Ye thought about getting up and wanted to go to the stone house where Bliss was currently staying, when the familiar smell of blood wafted to his nose.

His heart tightened, and he turned his head suddenly, and saw the Heavenly Evil standing in front of him covered in blood, his head weirdly tilted to the side, and his dark green eyes without pupils looked at him, indescribably terrifying.

"You...... Why run," the Celestial Evil uttered a hoarse and gruff voice with difficulty, as if another creature in his body was controlling his throat and speaking, "Do you want to go and snitch?"

"You know I'm not going to do that stupid thing, I just got too scared, so I ran away. ”

Bai Ye waved his hand again and again, swallowing a mouthful of spit with difficulty.

"Scared. ”

The demonic Celestial Demon grinned as if he had heard something extremely interesting, but the sharp fangs made the smile look vicious and crazy.

"Are you afraid I'm going to kill you like those two guards, why should I do that?"

"I didn't say you'd ......"

"Then why are you running away!" The Heavenly Evil suddenly roared, and he angrily waved his claws and tore a gap in the earthen wall beside him: "You think I'm an irrational mad dog, don't you! What are you, dare to despise me like this, I'm going to tear your mouth full of lies!"

The sturdy and terrifying body of the Heavenly Evil swooped over like lightning, bringing a gust of wind, and the hands and feet of the white night were cold, and there was no time to react, so he could only close his eyes and wait for death.

"Spell: Qassam Harran's Iron Barrier!"

An old voice suddenly sounded behind Bai Ye, Bai Ye opened his eyes, only to see the heavenly evil suddenly hit the wall in mid-air with a loud noise, and then the whole body was clumsily bounced back, where he was bounced back, a ripple of light waved, and after the ripples rippled, the appearance of a round cover was outlined on the top of Bai Ye's head.

"Fortunately, I caught up and almost lost another innocent life. ”

Bai Ye turned his head blankly and saw an old man with a thin body and a white beard holding a wooden staff in one hand and waving it into the air with the other, and his palm was still shining with the white light of magic. He was dressed in a shabby, fat brown robe, which his thin body could barely hold up, and only the straps around his arms and waist barely hung on his body.

He retracted his palm, and the magical light vanished. He coughed and asked Bai Ye in a kind tone, "Young man, are you not injured?"

"I ......" Bai Ye, who escaped death, had a blank brain, and the tip of his tongue was numb, although he wanted to thank this mysterious old man who helped, but he couldn't speak.

The old man seemed to see Bai Ye's embarrassment, nodded in understanding, and walked in front of him: "You step back first, this demon has not lost the ability to move, be careful of his counterattack." ”

White Night staggered back.