The figure fell, smashed a broken tile on the ground, and smashed a huge hole in the roof.

Ye Wuwu got up with some difficulty and shook his neck.

In the sky, the beautiful red clothes followed, standing on the beams, looking at Ye Wuwu with a smile.

There was a bit of playfulness in his eyes, but a pair of jade hands showed a little red.

The witch in red spoke at this moment, her voice charming and moving.

"Shaoxia, cultivation is not easy, your cultivation in the early stage of foundation building can't help me, why don't you let go of your obsession and obediently tie your hands and arrest me?"

Rao said so, but the witch in red still kept a relatively safe distance from Ye Wuwu.

Deep down in her heart, she has an extremely strong vigilance against Ye Wuwu.

From Fang Cai's short encounter, and the other party did not hide his cultivation, the witch in red quickly learned about Ye Wuwu's cultivation.

It's just the early stage of foundation building.

But in the early days of building the foundation, such a person was on par with himself.

As the eldest disciple of the Purple Bamboo Forest, her cultivation has already reached the middle stage of foundation building, and she is the best among the demon gates.

Even though she was in the middle stage of foundation building, and the Purple Bamboo Forest was only a branch of the Demon Gate, even those Tianjiao who had a chance to compete for the title of Holy Son were very jealous of her.

There is no other reason, because the dream of Cheyenne is the foundation of heaven that cannot be encountered in a hundred years.

But at this moment, Xia Anmeng felt that the handsome boy in front of him was a little tricky.

Ye Wuwu stood quietly in the house, staring at Xia Anmeng on the roof.

The room was quiet, the floor was covered with green moss, there was no furniture in the room, and there was no human habitation.

It is an uninhabited hut that has been abandoned for a long time.

There are many, many such houses in Daohua Village.

The once prosperous village is now inhabited by only 100 people, and most of the original houses are naturally abandoned.

A little farther away from the street, there were some shouts from people, but the sound was faint, some distance away.

Being watched by Ye Wuwu, Xia Anmeng didn't know why, and there were a few strange things in his heart.

What Xia Anmeng saw in his eyes, the handsome young man standing on the floor of the room suddenly showed a warm smile to him.

A sense of crisis crept through her heart.

For no reason, she chose to trust her consciousness without hesitation, and with a slight sweep of her toes, her figure was about to retreat.

She's fast.

But someone was faster than her.

The night sky, which was originally empty, suddenly had a lot of bright sword qi dotted with stars, blocking the way above.

Cheyenne Dream's figure is a pause.

In the next second, a white dress appeared in front of her.

Xia Anmeng finally understood that only here could the man in front of him slightly dissipate the scruples in his heart.

Thundered!

The roaring sound kept coming, but it was Ye Wuwu who broke dozens of houses with a sword, and the sword qi was more than ten zhang long, and everywhere he passed, only a piece of ruins and rubbles remained.

In the southwest corner of Daohua Village, no one lives there.

When the smoke cleared, among the dilapidated houses, it was Ye Wuwu who pinched Xia Anmeng's neck with one hand and pressed it against the wall.

The other hand had a brilliant sword light on it, but it never made a move.

Ye Wuwu frowned.

The charming woman in front of her, with blue waves in her eyes, and a slender jade hand, but she didn't know when it had already reached her chest.

As long as Ye Wuwu wants, the spiritual power of the hand holding the other party's neck can be cut off.

But the same is true of the woman in front of her.

One for one?

Ye Wuwu didn't want to die, of course, the main thing was that he didn't want to be here, to die and go back once.

Witch, it's pretty powerful.

Ye Wuwu thought like this, and then raised his head slightly, looking ahead.

Looking at each other, Ye Wuwu was surprised to find that in the depths of the blue eyes of the woman in front of him, there was a faint flash of panic.

Ye Wuwu smiled, but his expression became more and more calm.

It's all the same in the depths of human nature.

It's just that Ye Wuwu, who has experienced many deaths, seems to be a little numb.

But the woman in front of her obviously doesn't have this kind of experience, no matter how high her cultivation is, no matter how good her talent is, and how good her mind is, in the face of life and death, she will be a little confused in her heart.

Something interesting.

"Why do you want to kill?"

Cheyenne Meng was suddenly stunned.

Ye Wuwu spoke, but he asked a question that was the same as the beginning.

"If you want to kill, kill it, why do you ask so much nonsense."

At this moment of crisis, the woman in front of her no longer showed that charming look, as if she had removed all her disguises, and her tone became casual.

Ye Wuwu shook his head.

He didn't think so.

"What's the matter, this girl is a member of the Demon Sect, if she wants to kill someone, do you need a reason!"

"You monks who claim to be on the right path, this is the disgusting gesture of you."

Ye Wuwu raised his eyebrows, but his eyes were still calm, and at this moment, he looked directly into the other party's eyes and slowly spoke.

"I believe that in the Demon Sect, there are indeed people who can kill as they want and kill as they want."

"But you shouldn't."

"If you were, you could have bound me with the lives of the people around you in the previous fight, but you didn't."

"I started with scruples, you know that, but you didn't take advantage of the victory."

"I think it should be very simple for a monk in the middle of foundation building to destroy a few houses in the aftermath of the battle."

Speaking of this, Ye Wuwu's tone paused, and then the conversation changed sharply, and his tone became sharper.

"Of course, it's because you didn't do that before, otherwise, I wouldn't have spared your life at all, and you're a dead man now."

"Don't think you can trade your life with me, if I do, you won't even have a chance to trade with me."

Words are like blades.

Xia Anmeng's eyes were slightly stunned, and her expression was a little stiff.

Because what the man in front of him said was right.

If she really wanted to slaughter the lives of this village, when she fought the other party, a few aftermaths of the battle could clean the village completely.

Ye Wuwu controlled the strength of her shot, why shouldn't she?

Cheyenne took a deep breath.

Ye Wuwu's right hand could even clearly feel the touch coming from the other party's jade neck.

But in the next second, Xia Anmeng's expression changed back to her original appearance, no longer surprised and stunned, but like the most bewitching woman in the world, her eyes were tender like water, and a gentle charming smile hung on her face.

Ye Wuwu frowned, but then there was a little helplessness in his eyes.

Her right hand had been placed on her heart, intending to fight for her life.

The slender jade finger was swimming on his chest at the moment, provoking people's hearts.

"Why do you want to kill?"

Ye Wuwu spoke again, this time with a little bit of unkindness in his tone.

The witch in front of her finally spoke, her tone soft.

"Would you believe it if I told you that on the first night of my stay here, two men tried to insult me?"