"Forgive ......me," Yue Qianshu's blood-soaked mouth stubbornly spat out four words, glaring at Wu Yifeng with disdain. It's ridiculous, why should this kind of person compare with Lord Mo Yan and the little master?

After believing that he was a strong man, but feeling that he was despised by a weak person, Wu Yifeng was of course very angry.

"Toast without drinking, drink penalty wine!" Wu Yifeng was annoyed and ashamed, and raised his sword and stabbed it towards Yue Qianshu's heart.

Tsukichiki struggled to grasp the blade with his left hand, but could not stop the blade from stabbing down.

With a "snap", the blade pierced into the flesh, and it was not even half an inch away from the heart!

Tsukichiki's hand was cut, and blood oozed from between his fingers, like a silent stream.

The blade of the sword was getting closer and closer to his heart, and Yue Qianshu's vision gradually blurred, and many memories flashed through his mind......

"Ah Shu, don't give up!"

Is it Brother's voice?

"Little Shushu, you're so amazing!"

The little master praised him again, and the crisp little cute voice was so good.

"From now on, you will be the steward of the little wrecked ship."

Lord Mo Yan knows that he has a lot of secrets, but he still trusts him unconditionally!

"I'm sorry, I can't hold on......"

A string of sad tears fell from the corner of his eye, and the light in his pupils disappeared......

Just as Yue Qianshu's pupils were about to dissipate, a terrifying demonic aura spread out from him.

"Bang!" With a bang, Wu Yifeng's Silver Moon Sword was grabbed by Yue Qianshu with his bare hands!

Wu Yifeng was taken aback!

Before he could react, Tsukichiki had already stood up stiffly.

His eyes were hollow, his face was pale, his expression was terrifying, and he had a half-truncated sword stuck in his heart, and he looked like a dead man possessed by the devil.

"Damn anyone who hurt him!" Yue Qianshu said hideously.

The voice was low and magnetic, with a strange intonation, not the original voice of the Tsukichishu.

"You...... Are you a demon cultivator? No...... You are the devil! Wu Yifeng was so frightened that his feet were weak.

At this moment, where is the deterrence emanating from Yue Qianshu's body still like a weak little alchemist in the early stage of foundation building? This is even a deterrent beyond the level of the Yuan Infant!

Wu Yifeng was so shocked that he couldn't move.

Yue Qianshu's hand turned into a black giant claw, like grabbing a goose's neck, choking Wu Yifeng's throat and hanging him in the air.

"Ahh

Wu Yifeng screamed miserably, and was thrown out by Yue Qianshu, which happened to land next to the fire lotus. The red fire on the fire lotus jumped on him, and in an instant the flames grew larger, enveloping him in a sea of fire.

Wu Yi, who hid in the shadows and witnessed three major battles, was so frightened this time!

He originally thought that Mo Yan and Lu Xiaoxiao were very strong, but he didn't expect to be stronger than he imagined!

The most outrageous thing is that this strange little servant who always holds a pot of flowers is actually a demon cultivator who can kill Jindan monks in seconds!

Oh, my God! What kind of monsters are these groups?

Now that Elder Lin, Elder Shi, and Wu Yifeng have all fallen one after another, this battle of Jiuyang Palace can be described as a complete defeat.

Moreover, there is no one who can protect Wu Yi anymore.

While the group of monsters hasn't discovered him yet, if you don't leave at this time, when will you stay?

So Wu Yi picked up the shadow stone in the crack in the stone, threw out a place escape charm and ran away.

Maze.

Ink Flame quickly found the eye of the formation and unleashed the Black Wind Thousand Blades.

With a "bang", the array disk was chopped, the fog began to dissipate, and his eyes went to catch Lu Xiaoxiao's figure for the first time.

Got it!

In the mist, a stumbling small figure rushed towards him.

"Flame, it's terrible! I got lost, and I met a snake and a snake......" Lu Xiaoxiao threw herself into Mo Yan's arms like a kitten and pasted it.

The feeling of being separated from the flame is so terrible that Xiao Tuanzi doesn't want to experience it again in the future!

Feeling that the soft and glutinous little ball was afraid, Mo Yan naturally reached out and hugged her, it's okay, it's okay, you have grown a lot. Mo Yan was as relieved as an old father, and gently patted her little braincase.

Suddenly, Mo Yan smelled a thick fishy smell.

The fog dissipated, and the green mountains and green waters were burned into a scorched earth.

A thin, thin figure stood in the fishy wind and swayed to ......

A faint gasp could be faintly heard.

Mo Yan's face suddenly became solemn.

Sensing that something was wrong, Lu Xiaoxiao poked his little head out of Mo Yan's arms and looked out......

Not far away, Yue Qianshu was standing covered in blood, with a broken blade stuck in his heart. Blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth and wounds, staining his clothes and the sand beneath his feet red.

"Little Tree!" Lu Xiaoxiao was frightened, but her first reaction was to jump from Mo Yan's arms and run desperately in the direction of Yue Qianshu.

"Little Shushu, don't move! I'll help you heal right away! Lu Xiaoxiao was heartbroken, especially when she saw that the broken blade was about to completely submerge, how painful did it be?

Xiao Shushu is so good, who hurt him like this! It's too much!

"Stop!" Mo Yan shouted: "He's not Moon Thousand Trees!" ”

This man's aura has changed!

There is not a trace of spiritual power in his body, only demonic energy!

Moreover, this cultivation is ......

Mo Yan wasn't sure if the remnants of something were attached to the Moon Thousand Tree, or if this was what the Moon Thousand Tree was supposed to be. In short, I feel that this person is now an extremely dangerous existence.

Xiao Budian was frightened by Mo Yan's voice and paused his small steps, and glanced up at Yue Qianshu.

His eyes were so dark that there was no light in him, and there was no smile on his pale face, which was cold. He was obviously seriously injured, even life-threatening, but his body exuded a vast demonic aura, giving people a dangerous aura.

There were sporadic red fires under his feet, and even the grass and trees that had not been scorched by the red fire were withered by the demonic qi at this moment. The back is desolate and gloomy, like a hell of despair.

In the past, Xiaoshushu was gentle and sunny, very smiling, and very tolerant, and the moon tree in front of her was indeed like two people with Xiaoshushu she knew.

Yue Qianshu looked at Lu Xiaoxiao.

His eyes were so dark that he couldn't see them, like the gaze of the devil.

Lu Xiaoxiao shivered coldly.

Every moment, blood was spilling from him, and his life was slipping.

"Who are you? Stay back! Otherwise, you're welcome! Tsukichiki roared.

The voice had a low and desperate sense of sand, not his usual voice, and the tone was old-fashioned and unstoppable, like a big man on top.

Seeing that Yue Qianshu didn't recognize herself, Lu Xiaoxiao's eyes turned red again:

"Woo, Xiaoshushu is so miserable, not only was he beaten by the bad guys to amnesia, but even his voice was crying hoarsely, and he didn't look like the usual Xiaoshushu, no wonder Yanyan said that you are not Xiaoshushu."

Who is the little tree tree called so numb?

Yue Qianshu's dark pupils were stunned for a moment, and then got angry:

"Don't just mess with the name of this seat! Also, even if this seat dies, it won't shed a single tear, and the little girl has to say foul words! ”

Seeing that Xiao Shushu was so seriously injured and had the strength to scold people, Lu Xiaoxiao was relieved, it seems that Xiao Shushu can still be saved.