A strange laugh came from the black fog, piercing people's eardrums.

The wind blew, and the fire in the lantern was extinguished.

He Shufan's eyebrows frowned, and he faintly felt that something was wrong.

If there is a demon entrenched in the wilderness, why do you dare to be so arrogant when you see the Demon Venerable?

Could it be......

He Shufan waved his horsewhip, cut the curtain of the car behind him, turned his head and said angrily to Ye Jibai who was holding the car window: "Are those things ...... you?"

Ye Jibai glanced at him coldly, "I'm full?" ”

Even if he really wanted to release the puppet, he would not choose this deserted wilderness.

Wouldn't it be better to be in a bustling town, where everyone is lively and lively together.

He Shufan's mind could only think of so much, and he hurriedly said, "Then what are these things?" ”

The horses ran forward with their hooves, and in the blink of an eye they were miles away, but the head-numbing laughter still lingered in my ears for a long time.

Ye Jibai leaned over and looked at the dark wilderness behind the carriage, his voice was low, with a hint of doubt, "This is the demon in the Demon Tower of the Immortal Realm." ”

Something happened to the Voldemort Tower?

"Voltaus? I heard that there are all fierce and brutal demons locked up there, and if you mention one of them, they are all tens of thousands of years of Taoism. He Shufan grabbed the reins suddenly, "Who released that thing?" ”

Ye Jibai got out of the carriage, "You take them to find a place to hide, and I'll go find Meng Qinghe." ”

The guard sitting on the wheel immediately got up and reached out to stop him, "Ye Gong......"

Ye Jibai didn't have the heart to listen to his nonsense, and disappeared into the night.

He Shufan originally wanted to explain two sentences, but the words disappeared from his mouth, so he could only swallow them back.

There was a guard who wanted to go back to Ye Jibai, but was persuaded by He Shufan, "If you go, you will only be sent to death." ”

"If we don't take Ye Gongzi to the imperial capital, we only have a dead end."

"If he can live, he will naturally come to us, and if he can't live, it will not be too late for you to bury him again."

There is nothing wrong with this, and the guards will not chase after it......

In the dark mist, a blood-red light lit up from the wilderness.

Meng Qinghe straightened her back and clamped the horse's belly, holding the Frost Sword in her hand, pointing straight at the sky.

The blood-red light hovered over Meng Qinghe's shoulder, a blood-red stone, reflecting that one cheek of her was stained with blood, while the other cheek was still hidden in the darkness.

As early as the first time he saw the black mist, Meng Qinghe knew that this was not an easy thing to deal with.

And this thing appeared at this time and place, and it was clear that it was for her.

In the Demon Realm, demons of this level usually only appear in the depths of the Dream Sea, trapped by layers of prohibitions.

Meng Qinghe condensed his mind to distinguish the hiding place of the demon in the black mist, and the blood-red stone suddenly shot into the air, and the red light pierced through the black mist, leading Meng Qinghe to fly up.

The frosty sword roared incessantly, as if the general who was about to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy bloodily urgently needed to take off the head of the enemy general.

This blood-red stone is a test stone, a gift from Ye Guzhou to Meng Qinghe on the day he became a demon venerable.

Demons, since ancient times, are good at hiding and hiding.

But no matter how powerful the demon is, there is nowhere to hide in front of the magic test stone.

The Frost Sword collided with a powerful wave of qi, stirring up a cold blue light.

Meng Qing and Hukou were numb from the shock, but they were relieved in their hearts.

Just now, she was just testing the other party, but now that she has the bottom in her heart, she is no longer polite.

It's just a rat who doesn't dare to see people, and he dares to be presumptuous in front of the deity?

Meng Qinghe took back the test magic stone, volleyed a sword flower, and only sacrificed three points of spiritual power, the frost sword swept through the void, and the black mist seemed to be torn apart by lightning, and under the violent shock, it spread out in all directions.

The strange laugh came to an abrupt end, and a sharp cry of pain followed.

Seeing that the demon was about to be revealed, Meng Qinghe took advantage of the situation to slash out another sword, and the frost sword left his hand and pointed straight at a certain place in the darkness.

But at this moment, Meng Qinghe sensed that a familiar aura was coming through the fog, and in a slight turn of his mind, Meng Qinghe's fingertips quietly sacrificed a spiritual flow, chasing the frost sword directly.

The Frost Sword was castrated, and wherever it passed, the black fog was gone, the stars were bright, the moonlight was flowing, and the shadows of the mountains and rivers could be vaguely seen in the vast heaven and earth.

The demon who fled in a hurry was the size of a small building, and the frost sword passed through the building, and the dark blue halo swirled, attacking the demon's life gate again, and when the last black mist in the air was shattered, the terrible screams stopped.

The Frost Sword did not return to Meng Qinghe's hand, and went straight to Ye Jibai, who was dodging.

Ye Jibai hadn't approached Meng Qinghe yet, he was forced to stop by the strong sword qi, this sword seemed to kill his head, and he smelled a trace of strange breath, which evoked the intention of killing.

The change came too quickly, Meng Qinghe took a deep breath, flew in front of Ye Jibai, and was about to catch the sword with his bare hands, not wanting Ye Jibai to have a finger seal in front of him when he sensed the danger.

Meng Qinghe's back hit the protection, one was unstable, his body leaned forward, and the hand that stretched out towards the Frost Sword happened to stagger the blade, seeing the Frost Sword break through the protective barrier and approach Ye Jibai's heart.

Meng Qinghe scolded his mother in his heart, and it was too late to turn around and catch the sword.

"Hide!"

Ye Ji's white eyes were slightly bright, and his body leaned back, which was able to avoid the frost sword.

But the sword didn't know what was going crazy, and in the blink of an eye, it swirled and stabbed again.

Meng Qinghe took advantage of the moment to pounce in front of Ye Jibai again, but unfortunately he still missed the opportunity to reach out and control the sword.

It's over!

The frost sword plunged straight into Meng Qinghe's abdomen, and Fang stopped, and the dark blue halo dissipated, leaving only frost.

When Meng Qinghe's body fell soft, he was held by Ye Jibai's arm.

Meng Qinghe endured the severe pain in his abdomen and squeezed out a wry smile, "The grace of saving your life is returned to you." ”

Ye Jibai of Qianze City blocked a palm for her, and now that she has taken this sword, she should be able to repay the favor, right?

In a trance, the stars in the sky seemed to be crumbling, but Ye Jibai's eyes were cloudy, as if a storm was coming.

Ye Jibai's lips moved, and he didn't know what he said, Meng Qinghe couldn't hear clearly.

It seemed to be really raining, and the water droplets fell on Meng Qinghe's eyelashes and slid into her eyes.

Meng Qinghe's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he finally lost consciousness.

The last thought on her mind was to strangle herself.

This result...... Not what she wanted.

She did something on the Frost Sword, and she really wanted to make the Frost Sword out of control effect, so as to save Ye Jibai's life and make him feel good about herself.

After all, if you want to influence Ye Jibai's cold heart, it is not enough to rely on the spring breeze and drizzle to slowly moisturize, but also to enlarge the tricks, such as desperately protecting each other at this life and death juncture, which is very shocking.

It's just that Meng Qinghe didn't expect that he would have to pay such a big price on impulse!

Lost to death.

It's all to blame for the protective barrier under Ye Jibai's cloth......

If her father knew that she had stabbed the Frost Sword at himself, he would have begun to wonder if he had picked up a fool in the first place.

Even when Meng Qinghe was in a coma, he was flustered.

I always feel unsure.

Ye Jibai will definitely lift her clothes and help her check the wound, is the location of this wound a little inconvenient for people to see?

Meng Qinghe's occasionally Qingming consciousness even wondered: Did you scrub your belly button when you took a bath yesterday......