The concise and powerful order, combined with Yan Qingjue's tense handsome face, was full of murderous aura, and the void turbulence was solidified.

The desolate stream looked at Yan Qingjue's fierce endless void, his body as tall as a sword, as lofty and sacred as a god, he was almost going to be Xizi Xizi holding his heart.

Your Excellency, you are so handsome!

Meow!

If he were a woman, he would love you to death!

"Still not leading the way?"

"Yes!"

The desolate stream hurriedly ran over, and Di Huang naturally would not be left behind.

Are you kidding!

What should I do if I miss such a bustle?

He hurried up and plunged into the turbulence.

"Wait! Yan Qingjue, Bendi is also going-"

……

Because of the desolate stream leading the way, the group of three soon came to the place where the night terror disappeared, and along the way, the desolate stream had already told Yan Qingjue about the next two things and completely, and Di Huang on the side was dumbfounded when he heard it.

This "night terror" turned out to be just a small ...... The Great Mystery Master?!

Rub, if it weren't for the appearance of this term today, he would have almost forgotten that there are still such weak chickens in the world......

Yan Qingjue would actually fall in love with just such an ant?!

Make no mistake, right?

He didn't have auditory hallucinations, did he?

Could he still be dreaming?

Suddenly, a strong sharp pain came from his lower back, and Di Huang jumped to his feet: "Wipe ...... It hurts! What are you doing pinching Emperor Ben? ”

The eyes of the desolate stream to the emperor made the eyelids cramp, but this uncle didn't react at all.

"Don't recognize?" Yan Qingjue said coldly.

"What?" Di Huang was stunned for a moment and said, "Don't you know what?" ”

The desolate stream hurriedly stiffened his head and said, "Emperor, Lord Venerable wants to ask you to see what kind of poisonous ...... this is."

"Huh? Oooh oh! ”

Di Huang lazily looked at the blood dripping from the scene of the murder, his golden eyes narrowed and said: "It's the bile of the Night Spirit Demon, tsk, you can find such a powerful poison, according to the degree of drying up of the blood, this person should be dead...... Hey, hey, what are you doing pinching Bendi! Bendi is not wrong! ”

For the first time, the eight-sided desolate stream gave birth to a deep sense of helplessness, is this really the emperor that everyone admires?

It's not a joke that runs out of some horn bump, right?

But...... The bile of the Night Spirit, this is a highly poisonous thing, can Miss Night really be safe?

Even Arayu couldn't help but get worried.

Di Huang didn't bother to pay attention to what the expression of the desolate stream was, his eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "Even if there is any natural treasure to continue his life, he shouldn't be able to live for long...... But it's just right to be dead, isn't it? Anyway, you're ready to kill her, and if she dies, you don't have to worry about having someone who can touch your emotions, you should be happy! Right, Yan Qingjue? ”

Yan Qingjue's mind went blank for a moment.

Glad?

Should he be happy?

Yes, according to his original plan, he wanted to come over this time...... Isn't it just trying to erase the night terror...... Is this the culprit who brings him senseless emotions?

However, she had been poisoned by the Night Spirit, so why wasn't he happy at all?

On the contrary, the living organs in the chest cavity seemed to be tightly grasped by something.

With the thought that she might be in distress, it tightened and tightened......

It seemed that he wanted to squeeze out all the blood in it, so that the cold air slowly spread to his limbs, making him feel a little cold......

(End of chapter)