Cheng Yurong's hand paused slightly, she turned to look at the soldier, and said with some doubts: "Father wants to see me now?"

"Yes!"

Cheng Yurong reluctantly withdrew his hand and said, "Just let you live a little longer."

Cheng Yurong hurriedly walked out of the cell, but just a few steps out, she stopped again, turned around and looked at the soldier carefully. Seeing that he was about to follow, he raised his feet again and left.

When Cheng Yurong's footsteps faded away, the soldier hurriedly turned back, stunned another jailer in the cell with a swift movement, and then split Mu Lingxi's shackles with a sword, saying, "Come with me." ”

Mu Lingxi did not hesitate and quickly left the cell with the man.

But Cheng Yurong, who was halfway there, thought about it more and more, the more wrong it became, so she turned back halfway again.

On the other side, Long Xichen relied on the induction of the dragon scale sword and chased all the way to the demon clan. But after arriving at the Demon Clan, after a few hours, his Dragon Scale Sword lost its senses.

Could it be that something has happened to her? No, it won't, it won't, she'll be fine.

Long Xichen comforted himself. Just when Long Xichen was anxious and extremely worried, his dragon scale sword shook a few times again.

At the same time, Leng Feiye, who was far away in the Holy Inscription Domain, suddenly felt a strong uneasiness in his heart. And this uneasiness was soon confirmed. Because Qingfeng and Moon White have returned to the Night Palace.

Knowing that Mu Lingxi was in danger, Leng Feiye's whole person instantly became violent, and he couldn't care about anything else, so he directly threw down all the unfinished things in his hand and left the Dark Night Palace.

He swore that if Mu Lingxi really wanted anything wrong, he would want the entire demon clan to be buried with him.

Not long after Mu Lingxi ran out with the soldier, he was discovered by Cheng Yurong, who was returning halfway.

"I'll hold them back in a moment, and you'll run all the way east, you know?"

"What about you?"

"You just have to run, I have a way to get out."

Young Lord, my subordinates can only help you get here, and as for whether she can escape, she can only rely on herself.

Mu Lingxi was afraid of death. With the opportunity to escape, she naturally tried her best.

But after all, this is the palace of the left-wing king, how could she, a person with Xuantian cultivation, run out? So she had just run out of the dark passage, and was blocked at the exit of the secret passage by a large number of guards brought by Cheng Yurong.

At this moment, Cheng Yurong's face can no longer be described as ugly, it is very, very ugly. What else did she not understand?

actually left his cronies to secretly protect this woman, Gong Aohan, what good is she that deserves to be like this?

Cheng Yurong roared in his heart, almost crazy with jealousy.

"You run! Why didn't you run away? ”

Cheng Yurong's voice was cold. But Mu Lingxi didn't have the time to deal with her anymore, she was silently observing how to break out of the encirclement.

But in Cheng Yurong's eyes, it was Mu Lingxi's complete neglect of her. This kind of neglect is fatal to people who are already jealous to the point of madness.

"Kill her for me!"

Cheng Yurong gave orders to the soldiers. The guards who received the order immediately rushed up and were about to launch a group attack on Mu Lingxi.

Mu Lingxi's body was crooked and fell to the ground. At this critical moment, a black shadow flashed in front of her, and with a "bang", he blocked a sword for her.

"Zhu Bin, even you have to protect this woman?"

Cheng Yurong was mad. hated Mu Lingxi even more.

Zhu Bin? Ao Han's subordinate, it turned out to be him. Mu Lingxi finally knew that the soldier who let her out was pretended to be Gong Aohan's subordinates.

"County Lord, you and I both know that if she has any accidents, the Young Lord will not let you go."

"Then we'll wait and see, I'll see if he's powerful, or if the elders will be powerful."

Zhu Bin stopped talking, because the pedantic and nasty old immortals of the Presbyterian Church were really annoying. But the fundamentals of the demon clan can't be ignored, so Cheng Yurong dares to be so fearless.

"In that case, step over my corpse."

Zhu Bin blocked Mu Lingxi behind him. And Mu Lingxi deduced in his heart how to rush out of the encirclement of these people in the shortest possible time.

"Zhu Bin, I really didn't expect you master and servant to do this for this woman. In that case, then she must die today. ”

"Kill her!"

Cheng Yurong ordered again. The swords in the hands of those guards were aimed at Mu Lingxi's life, and stabbed past.

Zhu Bin jumped into the air, swept away, and blocked the first wave of attacks. And Cheng Yurong took advantage of the gap between those guards to drag Zhu Bin, and prepared to kill Mu Lingxi in person. If Zhu Bin hadn't shown up to protect her, Cheng Yurong originally planned to arrest her back to prison first, torture her well, and then see if she was in the mood to kill or not. But now she doesn't want to wait, and she doesn't dare to wait, what if even if Mu Lingxi is disfigured, Gong Aohan won't dislike it? Wouldn't all what she had done today be in vain?

Mu Lingxi's cultivation is the middle level of Xuantian, and Cheng Yurong's cultivation is the first level of Xuanshen, during this period, there are three major levels and sixteen small levels, if Mu Lingxi is hit, he will definitely die.

Seeing that the cold tip of the sword was about to approach Mu Lingxi's chest, Zhu Bin threw a few magic balls in a row, dragging those guards at the same time, and flew to block the deadly sword for Mu Lingxi. At the same time, he shouted: "Run!"

Even if Zhu Bin didn't remind him, Mu Lingxi knew that this was the best time to escape. She was shaped like a swallow and flew in the direction of the outside of the palace. But before he could run two hundred meters, he was forced back by a burly tall man. His eyes were grim, and he exuded a fierce aura.

Mu Lingxi stepped back step by step, and he pressed forward step by step.

Seeing this, the corners of Cheng Yurong's mouth unconsciously hooked.

While Zhu Bin counterattacked, he quickly glanced at Mu Lingxi and the tall man, and a wave of despair rose in his heart. Because this person is not one of these ordinary secret guards he is facing now, this person is one of those people who went to arrest Mu Lingxi, he is the bloody guard of the Left Wing King. If it was one-on-one, Zhu Bin was not afraid of him, but now he not only had to deal with more than 20 secret guards, but also a blood-clothed guard, and he also had to prevent Cheng Yurong from taking the opportunity to attack Mu Lingxi.

It wasn't until Mu Lingxi was forced back into the encirclement that the tall man stood still, and then glanced at Cheng Yurong.

Mu Lingxi understood that the person wanted Cheng Yurong to kill her with his own hands.

Zhu Bin tried to protect Mu Lingxi behind him again, but the tall man made a move. His sword was sharp and swift, and Zhu Bin was forced to fight back with all his strength almost instantly.

At the moment when the tall man made a move, Cheng Yurong also made a move, she jumped up and forced towards Mu Lingxi.

Mu Lingxi raised the Fengming Sword in his hand, and a flash of fire shot out along the Fengming Sword.

It's ridiculous, Cheng Yurong saw the firelight, and mockery flashed in his eyes. I saw that with a slight wave of her left hand, the seemingly ferocious fire light was easily dissolved by her.

Although Feng Mingjue is powerful, it is limited by Mu Lingxi's cultivation and cannot stimulate its original power.

One blow failed, Mu Lingxi shot again continuously, but the results were the same, and Cheng Yurong dodged them one by one effortlessly. On the contrary, Cheng Yurong's sword that was about to pierce Mu Lingxi, but she couldn't dodge it.

Seeing that the tip of the sword was less than an inch away from Mu Lingxi's chest, Zhu Bin's heart was shocked, and he couldn't even care about dodging the blow from the tall man's horizontal slash, the whole person was almost petrified, and time seemed to stop at this moment.

A wave of despair finally rose in Mu Lingxi's heart, but more unwillingly. She finally lived for a while, but she didn't do anything, she was killed inexplicably, how wronged.

However, just when Mu Lingxi thought that he was going to die, he saw a flash of white light, and then with a "bang", the sword in Cheng Yurong's hand turned into countless fragments, and finally fell back to the ground.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden change and was stunned for a moment.

Mu Lingxi was also stunned, but when she saw Long Xichen who was dressed in a dark robe and exuded monstrous anger, she somehow choked up a little. In the past, no matter how big the crisis was and how difficult the moment was, she could only rely on herself. So for as long as she can remember, she hasn't shed a single tear. Because she knows very well that tears will only make her easier to bully and more cowardly, and she even thinks that she will never cry again in her life. But at this moment, she actually had an urge to cry.

"Long Xichen!"

Mu Lingxi shouted softly.

Long Xichen glanced at Mu Lingxi up and down, and when he saw the long whiplash on her chest from her left shoulder to her lower right abdomen, the murderous aura in his eyes suddenly overflowed.

"She hit it!"

Interrogative sentences, affirmative tones.

"Hmm!"

Mu Lingxi nodded.

"You go over there, I'll leave it here."

"Good!"

Mu Lingxi obediently agreed. But the moment she turned around, the tears she was trying to hold back couldn't help but slide down a few drops.

This time, Cheng Yurong didn't dare to step forward to intercept it, because they could all see that Long Xichen's cultivation was unfathomable. She just didn't understand, who was this person, looking at his majestic body and the momentum of looking at the world, she could guess that his identity must not be simple, but why should such a person protect such an empty woman.

Cheng Yurong is not stupid, seeing that the situation is not right, he immediately glanced at the tall man. And the man naturally saw that Long Xichen was not a character he could deal with alone. So the first time Long Xichen appeared, he had already issued a secret signal to summon the rest of the blood-clothed guards who were nearby.

Long Xichen naturally didn't miss their small movements, but he didn't care.

After watching Mu Lingxi walk to a safe position, Long Xichen waved the dragon scale sword in his hand. It was as if even the dragon scale sword sensed the monstrous killing intent in the master's heart, and there was a cold glow.

Long Xichen's figure flashed, turning into an afterimage and flying in a circle, and those secret guards who maintained full vigilance and fought back with all their strength didn't even have time to let out a muffled snort, and all their heads fell to the ground.

Cheng Yurong's face suddenly turned pale with fright, and the tall man's face also changed greatly.