Twelve was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then, a haughty smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and with a flick of his wrist, he shook off Ling Yuhan's arm, and pressed his body back from the Taishi chair that had straightened up slightly.

"White Tiger Emperor?" Twelve sneered: "He can't make any waves yet, so he doesn't need to mind." ”

A hint of displeasure flashed in Ling Yuhan's eyes, "It's better to be careful." ”

After all, he is a man who can become the king of a country, in case he is really angry because of Bai Zimo's death, even if he can't hurt her, he still can't feel at ease.

"It doesn't matter what hurts me. Ling Yuhan smiled faintly, his eyes were filled with affection like the depths of the sea, and he stared at the twelve in front of him, "They are all martial artists, this kind of Cheng Dù's injury is not tight, and he has suffered too much before than this one." ”

He said nonchalantly, as if the broken veins were just a trivial matter, not worth paying attention to.

The eyebrows were slightly raised, and he squatted down beside the Taishi chair under him, "Do you have to have a broken hand and be completely abolished, so that you can only be called Yan zhòng?

The smile on Ling Yuhan's face stiffened a little, what he used to say to her has now become a sharp weapon for the other party to refute!

"I ......"

"Don't let me go," Twelve interrupted his unspoken words in a cold voice, his eyebrows cold, "I know the priority, you wait a while, I'll go find Mo Bai now." With that, he ignored the people on the Taishi's chair, raised his feet and left the guest room.

Ling Yu looked at her indifferent back in a daze, and a warm current passed through his heart.

What she meant was that his little injury was more important than a possible hidden danger?

Although he knew that such an idea was wrong, he still smiled unconsciously, dyed the joy of his eyebrows all the way from the corner of his mouth, and a bewitching smile spread on his handsome and evil face, and heaven and earth lost color in an instant.

That's nice......

It was as if the heart was filled with something in an instant, and even the soul seemed to become happy.

Out of the main gate, he happened to have a face with the emperor of the four countries, and the speed of the twelve feet was extremely fast, sweeping past everyone, and rushing straight to the battlefield halfway up the mountain.

"Ruyi ......" Bai Zixu wanted to call her, but as soon as the infatuated words came out of his mouth, he was greeted by her figure who passed by without any nostalgia, the light in his eyes dimmed instantly, and he smiled bitterly, now, she is standing in front of her, and she can't hear his call?

"Xu'er," the White Tiger Emperor's Yin Owl's eyes did not retract until Twelve disappeared on the top of the mountain, and when he caught a glimpse of the infatuation on Aiko's face, he was shocked, and hurriedly spoke: "She is not a good person! ”

Sima Ruyi, this woman is by no means something he can covet.

Not to mention her temperament that can't gain a foothold in the royal family at all, the man behind her is not something that Bai Zixu can match in any case!

"Father," Bai Zixu covered all the emotions in his eyes, and smiled faintly: "The child understands." ”

It's just that this heart has already lived in a person at the beginning, and how can it be possible to forget the figure stationed in the bottom of the heart?

"The White Tiger Emperor said this, why is Ruyi not a good person?" Zhu Mu snorted coldly, a trace of mockery flashed in his eyes: "Her goodness is not comparable to that of ordinary boudoir girls, naturally, it is not a mediocre person who can see it, the White Tiger Emperor should not lose his words." ”

The White Tiger Emperor was slightly frightened, and his eyes fell on the Vermilion Bird Empress, when did this empress have such a good relationship with Sima Ruyi? Could it be that the Vermilion Bird and Sima Ruyi have some ulterior relationship?

This thought suddenly flashed in the White Tiger Emperor's mind, if the two of them really had anything to do with each other, it would not be a good thing for the White Tiger Kingdom.

"I don't know if Her Majesty the Empress has a personal relationship with that Sima Ruyi?" If not, why did he help her speak again and again? The White Tiger Emperor asked without yin or yang, and these words also attracted the attention of the emperors of Xuanwu and Qinglong on the side.

After all, the current Twelve is not the same as she used to be, if she is friendly with other countries, the situation in the four countries will definitely be extraordinary!

Zhu Mu looked at the complicated expressions of the three of them, and smiled to himself: "I hit her off at first sight, and I have become a confidant in my boudoir, who do I want to befriend with him, do I need the permission of the White Tiger Emperor?"

The White Tiger Emperor's face changed slightly, and he said, "How could it be." ”

"Why do you need to ask aggressively about the White Tiger Emperor?" The voice was behind the Qinglong Emperor, a white-clothed ethereal wooden li, the sound was like a Sanskrit sound, clear and low, like a hibiscus out of water, without a trace of filth, a pair of transparent black starry eyes, clear as the sun, looking at the White Tiger Emperor indifferently: "Who Sima Ruyi is friends with is her personal matter, isn't the White Tiger Majesty too lenient?"

Mu Li suddenly made a sound, so that the White Tiger Emperor could only drink hatred, swallowed this evil breath into his stomach, hummed a few times in his mouth, and entered the main hall without looking back, and Bai Zixu behind him smiled apologetically at everyone, and quickly followed.

"I don't know. Zhu Mu sighed sarcastically, she really had a good impression of the White Tiger Emperor.

Twelve didn't know that she had gone to the sudden dispute, the figure was like a bolt of lightning, leaping all the way down from the top of the mountain, and there were constantly people from the door supporting their companions along the mountain road, and the people stayed in place tomorrow night, commanding their own people to clean up the battlefield, and the people of the Quartet were killed and wounded, and they would never allow their own people to be violent in the wilderness.

The blood was pooling, the soil under his feet became more and more crimson, and there were the wreckage of the broken wall after the war everywhere, Twelve rushed over, and just happened to bump into the picture of Mo Bai being healing a doorman, his heart was slightly relieved, and he hurriedly moved over, "Follow me up after you are done, Ling Yuhan is injured." ”

Mo Bai looked at the anxious look on his face, smiled secretly in his heart, but his face was not indifferent, and he still said with that indifferent look: "His cultivation has always been strong, and he can still persist in small injuries, I will heal everyone first and then go up with you." ”

Twelve looked at several angry doormen on the crimson muddy ground, thought about it and nodded reluctantly: "Okay." ”

She is not a ruthless person, these people are the opponents of Bai Zimo for her, and now she is seriously injured, how can she disregard their lives?

Mo Bai quickly took out the pill from the ring in the space he carried, and after checking the pulse of everyone, according to the severity of their injuries, he gave them a dose, and at sunset, a large number of burning clouds in the sky seemed to burn the entire sky, and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on the ground, and the Jiuli Mountain, which was full of trees, seemed to be shrouded in scarlet at this moment.

Mo Bai wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and the last doorman had been dragged back from the ghost gate by him, "Let's go." ”

The twelfth was his words, and he didn't care about anything else, so he immediately pulled up the placket of his inky white clothes, held him in his hand, and gently kicked his toes on the ground, and his figure rose into the air, like a cannonball, and jumped out of a hundred meters with a bang.

The wind whistled and splashed on his face, and after a few starts, he had arrived at the main hall, and the emperor of the four kingdoms and many people gathered in the main hall, looking excited, not knowing what he was doing, and the twelve doppelgangers were overwhelmed, and jumped directly to the second floor, and entered the guest room with Mo Bai.

"I've been waiting. She said lightly, her five fingers loosened, Mo Bai almost staggered to the ground, the black robe on her body was wrinkled by the fierce wind, and her face was dark, showing hideousness, "I said Miss Sima, can you give me a message before you do it next time?" ”

Twelve is the realm of the Martial God, and the speed of the movement is so fast that the gastric juice in Mo Bai's body is tumbling, like riding a roller coaster, and at this moment, the whole body is uncomfortable, and the words he says are naturally thorny.

"What did she do? Make you so angry?" Ling Yu lay lazily on the Taishi chair, looking at Mo Bai evilly, it was rare to see him so angry, and he didn't know what Ruyi had done, but he could actually make Taishan collapse in front of him without changing his color, and his liver was furious.

Mo Bai snorted coldly, where could he not hear the ridicule in Ling Yuhan's words? Golden silk flew out from his cuffs and quickly wrapped around Ling Yuhan's right wrist, he didn't want to talk to these two bastards who were wolf bèi!

The thumb and index finger tugged at the gold wire, the inky white expression was a little more solemn, the air in the guest room seemed to be frozen, and the twelve hands were clasped on their shoulders, standing uneasily to the side, a cold body.

"How?" Twelve asked eagerly when he saw Mo Bai stop.

"The muscles and veins were broken by the fighting spirit, and the internal organs were damaged," Mo Bai casually withdrew the golden thread, snorted a few times in his mouth, and glared at the smiling demon on the Taishi chair: "You really have the ability, you can actually make yourself look like this ghost." ”

However, thinking of his last shocking blow, it is not difficult to understand why he was so badly injured at this moment.

That ball of light is definitely not something that can be used lightly, such a power that destroys the world and destroys the earth, the Martial God that has surpassed it is almost comparable to the Martial Emperor, and it is no wonder that he is seriously injured!

"Can there be a cure?" Twelve frowned tightly, the palm holding his arm was almost white, and a pair of eyes looked at Mo Bai eagerly, and his breath was slightly chaotic.

Mo Bai snorted, patted the wrinkled hem of his body, and said confidently: "With me, I will definitely give you back a living husband." ”

Twelve was stunned, the pinna of the ears was crimson, the sharp slaughter between the eyebrows faded, dyed with the shyness of the daughter's family, showing a charming state, like a delicate flower blooming slowly, delicate and charming, it really made Ling Yuhan stunned, and his heart was beating out of rhythm.

Just when Mo Bai moved a chair and sat down in a robe to dredge the muscles and veins for Ling Yuhan, he was caught off guard, and there was a noisy quarrel outside the house, as well as the coercion of many masters who broke out in unison, and the twelve faces were as cold as frost, and their five fingers were tightened, clenched into fists at their sides.

Damn, who's making trouble again?

"Go and see, you're the only one here who can hold everyone down. Ling Yuhan smiled evilly, and the brilliance in his eyes flowed: "I have Mo Bai here, you don't need to care, do what you have to do, eh?"

Twelve gazes looked at him fixedly, then nodded lightly and looked at Mo Bai: "He will be handed over to you." ”

"Even if you don't say it, I won't let him have an accident. "There are thorns in the Mo Bai words, and I think I must still be thinking about the line that Fang Cai Twelve invited to do rudely.

Twelve's face sank, but he didn't say anything, turned around neatly, and left the room.

In front of the main hall, the emperors of the four kingdoms gathered one after another, as if the White Tiger Emperor and the Xuanwu Emperor were standing at the forefront, Bai Zixu and Rui Wang competed against each other, each soaring with coercion, and several guards behind him also drew their swords out of the sheath, the atmosphere was very solemn, the smell of gunpowder between the two sides was spreading, Suzaku and Qinglong watched from the wall, as if they were watching a big show, the Yun brothers and sisters and Ming Night, Qiu Lou stood behind the slightly injured doorman, and they were also on their own guard, without retreating.

"What are you doing here?" An indifferent but endlessly cold voice came from the second floor, and with a bang, the power of the martial god forced everyone on the other side to take a few steps back, and their faces changed.

It's so strong!

Just a sentence of soul transmission made the fighting spirit in the bodies of many strong people surge, and their blood boiled!

This is the Martial God! Kill Bai Zimo with his own strength, as the first person today, Sima Ruyi!