Chapter 367: Paying the Price

The Yiqu Imperial Palace was the same as usual, several giant dragons carved on the huge columns were lifelike, with long teeth and grinning, revealing a terrifying majesty in the heart, almost different from the outside of the palace, and the strange black demonic energy did not invade here at all.

On the wide door frame of vermilion, Gongsun Yanran stood against the door, half-hidden and half-closed in a faint tulle, faintly revealing a pair of slender and full snow-white, and a small mountain peak with a bulging chest, and a soft filament naturally hanging down to the waist, like a fairy falling from the sky.

A few strands of long hair covering the face blocked the small half of the white and smooth cheeks, a pair of eyes as deep as the sea under the long eyelashes were rapidly turning, and the slightly upturned lips were like budding red stamens from time to time to let out a sigh, which was enough to make people pity and heartbreak.

The resentful pupils scanned the surroundings, and everything around made Gongsun Yanran's mind churn, and from time to time floated into a thin back boy and his eyes that were as deep as the night,...... And at this moment, a few crystal clear teardrops flowed out of the corners of the eyes, leaving a tear stain on the shallow layer of rouge.

I often recall in my mind that that time in this hall, I gave the young man a sword from behind, although I deliberately avoided the vital point, but the hatred contained in the eyes of the other party when he fell to the ground deeply pierced his weak heart.

In the past three years, Uncle Yan has been paying attention to each other's movements all the time, whenever the boy is on the verge of death, she can't wait to be able to fly to his side, but the monsters around her will last forever, so that she has a chance at all.

These days, she is tormented, not only has to endure the strange eyes of the countrymen, but also pretends to be indifferent on the surface. Fortunately, every time the teenager shines, she can't support it because she escapes from death.

"Boom......!"

The huge explosion in the distance directly pulled Uncle Yanran, who had fallen into infinite thoughts, back to reality, quickly wiped the corners of his eyes, and watched many demon soldiers outside the palace gate rush out, like frightened pheasants, which made Uncle Gong Yanran sneer.

Whether it was Hong Huang calling or something else, it didn't matter to her. However, just as he wanted to turn around, suddenly a wisp of familiar breath in his memory made Uncle De's delicate body tremble, and it turned into a swift and flashed out.

"Gong-Bo-Yan-Ran"

As soon as the delicate body was established, a cold snort sounded, making Gongbo Yanran suddenly raise his head, and a figure stood on the roof.

The emaciated cheeks are a little dark, faded from the childishness of the past, and exudes the masculinity of an adult man. However, those indifferent eyes made Uncle De tremble, and he couldn't help but ask in his heart, "Do you still hate me like this!"

How many times have I seen each other in my dreams, but when I woke up, I realized how cruel the reality was. How Yanran wished that she would live forever in her dreams, so that at least there was still no change between them, still the kind of frolicking with each other or watching each other's diligence from afar and in the shade of the trees or the scorching sun.

This time finally came back to reality, the other party really stood here, this moment made De Yanran's mind unable to calm down for a long time, but the other party's indifferent eyes made her heartache again, and her voice trembled, "Na... Speech... You... It's back. ”

The hundreds of demon warriors below were furious, but the woman who exuded a seductive coldness was so eye-catching in the middle that Na Yan recognized it at first sight.

However, the expression on the other party's face is clearly that kind of eager anticipation, and the love emanating from the pupils is so real, these expressions can't be moved at the moment, but they feel so disgusting, disgusting that this woman who is good at acting is so sad.

"Why, you're disappointed that I'm back. Nayan's voice was high, almost growling, "You're surprised that I'm still alive......"

"Shut up, lowly human beings, you will leave your life behind when you come today. A demon warrior interrupted Nayan and roared.

The roar of the demon warrior made De Yanran smart, and subconsciously glanced around, there were no less than a hundred demon elites, and the lowest level of strength was probably the peak of the phantom level, and there were several honorable powerhouses among them.

Na Yan's current strength Yan Ran doesn't know very well, but he has also heard that since the young and respected powerhouses can't leave it, there is still a chance to leave now. However, with the arrival of those eight god-level demon lords, I'm afraid it won't be so easy.

Thinking of this, Yan Ran flashed a trace of worry, and looked at Na Yan again, with an extremely panicked expression in her originally autumn-like eyes, her heart sank, and a sentence that refuted her heart was also bitten her lip word by word, "This is no longer your Yiqu Country, now it is the frontline base camp of the Eight Demon Lords of the Demon Clan, you better go back to your flood wilderness." ”

Yan Ran's pretty face was full of worry, but in Nayan's eyes, it was indeed extremely hypocritical. This hypocrisy made the almost calm mind gush out like waves again, Na Yan sneered again, and a pair of big hands slowly stretched out to chase the stars.

"Snort..."

The cold sound of drawing the sword made the scene strange and quiet again. After a while, how could the demon warriors who were fighting on the battlefield not feel the killing intent, and they jumped into the air one after another.

Demon warriors are born with a trace of black energy, it is the black magic cyclone of the demon race, which is very weird. The black devil cyclone brought out by hundreds of demon warriors who rose to the sky was overwhelming, just like a black cloud at the beginning of a rainstorm, and those demon warriors made the black crow representing death extremely terrifying.

For the ordinary strong people in the wilderness, I am afraid that they have been frightened for a while when they saw this kind of momentum, and they pulled their legs and slipped away. However, for Nayan at this moment, Nayan, who has experienced countless pains, really has no feeling. The corners of his mouth raised a sneer, and Na Yan laughed extremely in his heart, strength is such a gap, the weak are always so ignorant, like ants trampled to death, unconscious, the next second is the end of life.

However, although Nayan now has pity for these ignorant people, he has no intention of letting them go. Along the way, those ordinary people of Yiqu were like walking corpses, and all this was completely thanks to them. His hands tightened his shoulders, his arms shook slightly, and the majestic crimson cyclone wings surged out like a tide.

To deal with the demons, the fire attribute cyclone is naturally the most useful, especially the fire attribute cyclone of Nayan, the foreign body of heaven and earth - the flame of the center of the earth.

The sword body seemed to be swept at random, and suddenly a long cyclone blade was born with Na Yan's cold eyes.

The speed of the broad and majestic cyclone blade was extremely fast, and almost in a flash, it came to the eyes of the demon warriors in the air. Although some of them felt the right momentum of the other party, that speed only gave them the slightest thought, which was to hide in the majestic cyclone with the others.

"Collapse ......"

The crimson cyclone blade sent out terrifying heat, making the air around it several degrees higher. And those demon warriors were drowned in the cyclone blade one after another, making a crackling sound like firecrackers, leaving no trace.

One sword, just one sword, dozens of demon powerhouses were killed, many of them were honorable masters, all this came too suddenly, making the remaining demon warriors and Yanran stunned for a while.

A moment later, under the advent of death, the remaining demon warriors scattered and fled, and in less than ten seconds, the wide square became clear and the sunlight was shining through.

The long-lost sunlight hit Yanran's pretty face, as if the fairy had added a ribbon, divided into charming. The shallow dimples were slightly highlighted, and this moment, for the first time in three years, was so joyful.

The strength that Nayan showed at the moment was too strong, and it seemed that the worry just now was superfluous. Yan Ran thought like this in her heart, and suddenly let out a loud cry to make this joy fade,

"Are you scared! Have you ever thought about such a day?"

This abrupt cold crumbish made De Yanran a little overwhelmed, and her autumn-like eyes looked at Na Yan suspiciously, showing a little pity.

Looking at Yan Ran with this appearance, the corners of Na Yan's mouth let out a cold snort again, "Why, pretending to be pitiful at this time, you didn't think about having today three years ago." ”

"Thought. Finally, during the second questioning, Yan Ran came back to her senses, and a few tears flowed down the tear trough just now, "It's just that this result came later." ”

"Late?" Na Yan snorted coldly, "It seems that you enjoyed the process so much that you almost forgot the time, three years, three years." I think about today all the time, the day you knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. Either way, though, today you're going to pay the price for the choices you made three years ago. ”

Yanran raised her head and looked at the young man who was high above. The indifference in the other party's eyes is better than the ice cave in the cold winter of Layue. At this time, the cold and warmth in his heart are intertwined, but they are even better.

"Boy, since you dare to come alone, you have thought about what price to pay. ”

This sudden appearance of high cheers made De Yanran turn her head suddenly, and the terrifying and cold aura pierced through the sky, making people shudder.

"This voice and breath?" Yan Ran's face turned pale, and she shouted in panic, "Nayan, it's the Eight Demon Lords of the Demon Clan, you go quickly." ”