Ye Jinghong showed a sinister smile, his eyebrows were lightly raised, his fighting spirit was solemn, dazzling and compelling, which made Yan Qingjue's heart skip a beat, and he was uncontrollably restless.

Such a flamboyant and wanton smile, such a confident and bright look, went straight to the bottom of his heart.

He really loved her face to death, with the arrogance and arrogance that belonged to her, like a fire that broke into his world, leaving indelible traces for the rest of his life.

In this way, life after life, blue yellow spring, no matter where she goes, he will rely on this trace to find her.

Thinking about the entanglement in the future, Yan Qingjue smiled.

It's just that before the smile could spread, it condensed at the corner of his mouth.

Because he saw that instead of returning to the space at this time, Night Terror Hong took the initiative to let go of her defenses, and the violent wind cut large swaths of her skin that had been tempered by the Taixu Emperor Flame and the Red Lotus Karma Fire, and she was like a red lotus dancing with her life in the raging wind.

"! Night terrors, this is not crazy, this is looking for death! ”

Di Huang had already voiced Yan Qingjue's concern, so harsh and sharp that he wanted to make him never be able to speak.

The wind will crush this little girl who doesn't know how thick the sky is!

It's like shredding up a piece of garbage!

Stop her......

Stop her!

This thought shouted in Yan Qingjue's heart, and he suppressed it stubbornly, not daring to move the slightest.

Don't meddle, or the night terrors will be furious.

On the one hand, there was a panic that had nowhere to put it, and on the other hand, there was an uncontrollable impulse, which made him feel for the first time what powerlessness was.

Night Terror......

If you dare to fail......

……

The eyes of the desolate stream went back and forth between the night terror and his own lord, and after seeing the darkness between Yan Qingjue's eyebrows, he smiled bitterly, and could only pray that the night terror was safe and sound.

It's just, what the hell is she going to do?!

Immediately after that, the absurd stream saw an absurd scene, and the moment Night Terror came into contact with the violent wind energy, he actually took the initiative to introduce it into his body......

Right!

This is comparable to the power of the torrent of turbulence, and she actually introduced her body without blinking her eyes.

Did she think she didn't die fast enough?!

God!

Huang Liu could already imagine that her meridians were broken, her bones were shattered, her dantian was destroyed, her viscera was cracked, and finally she turned into a cloud of blood mist!

Crazy, crazy!

Crazy, crazy!

At this time, Araliu's heart was angry, he didn't have time to think, he knew that Lord Qingzun cared about her, then she definitely couldn't die!

Since this night terror is so anxious to find death, then as the pet of the lord, he will live without freedom and thought!

Anyway, she doesn't care about her own life, and Lord Venerable is reluctant to give her up, it's just the best result!

Extract her soul, seal her primordial spirit, break her consciousness, and let her live as a perfect puppet!

The desolate stream clasped his fingers, the sky totem emerged, and the cyan Limang was crushed by a dark night-like color—

Divine Soldier Descends!

Suddenly, an even more terrifying energy suppressed on him, erasing the form of the divine soldier.

"Stop."

The cold and ethereal voice made Araku Stream couldn't help but take a step back, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

"Your Excellency!"

The wilderness is puzzled, and she misses this last opportunity to save the night, and she is dead!

Yan Qingjue stood in the void, his hands clenched, and he was dressed in red, and there were gears in his eyes, and his hoarse voice seemed to come from the abyss......

"Deity, believe in her ......"

(End of chapter)