"Need my help?"

Xu Zhibai looked at the hand stretched out in front of her steadily, and his fingers clenched unconsciously.

The hands exposed in the red sleeved robe are slender and white, with well-proportioned flesh and bones, and beautiful shapes.

The already cold and white complexion was lined with red clothes, and it looked more and more like cream.

"Stop fighting! Someone wants to rob the heaven and earth spiritual objects! ”

I don't know who shouted, and the cold wind poured over in an instant, and Xu Zhibai seemed to hear a voice other than him.

There was the howl of the cold wind, the sonorous sound of swords clashing, and the squeak of snow when it was trampled.

Her trembling little hand was grasped before it could reach out, and the warmth of his palm was warm, like a burning fire.

A line of transparent small words popped out in front of his eyes: Chi Yu, your master.

Xu Zhibai: ......

Okay, you're Chi Yu.

The body is affected by the plot and unconsciously begins to feel sad.

It's the real Master.

Died under the frost sword, and the master who turned into a physical and mental demon constantly appeared.

That bit of warmth split her long-sealed emotions, helpless, embarrassed, disgusted, mixed with a trace of inconspicuous guilt welled up in her heart, and she was overwhelmed by the heavy pressure, and the tears that were switched on and off by the heavens came uninvited, and her face was confused.

Before the tears fell, the young man in red slipped away from her as if he were facing a great enemy, and unfolded his folding fan to block his face with a brush, and his eyes had nowhere to place.

"You, what are you crying about...... I won't laugh at you! ”

The voice was still a little choked.

Xu Zhibai wiped a handful of tears, but these eyes had their own thoughts, the more tears were wiped, the more tears were wiped, seeing that the sword of the black-clothed monk had reached her eyes, she couldn't care about the image, and howled.

"Chi Yu!"

She was caught, and she didn't see any movement of the young man in red.

How can this person be a master?

Xu Zhibai was angry, and there was a bad breath stuck in his chest: "! You can't save your apprentice! ”

Chi Yu, who was named by name, was stunned for a moment, and when he turned around, he cried even more fiercely than Xu Zhibai, his jaw trembled, he realized his dignity, turned back quickly, and wiped the corners of his eyes.

"Ah, you call me? When did I have an apprentice? ”

The one who caught Xu Zhibai was a black-faced man, and he looked like a fool when he grinned: "Little baby, if you want to save you, you have to be a little stronger." But don't think about it, the king of heaven ......"

The noise in his ears stopped suddenly, and the feeling of weightlessness hit, and Xu Zhibai fell into a warm embrace.

When she looked up, she saw that the black-faced man had only a skeleton left, and the wind blew and turned into a cloud of ashes.

The blackfriars were startled by this change, looked at each other dumbfounded, and silently took a half step back.

His jaw was twisted back by two warm fingers.

"Don't look."

The man's crying had not stopped, and his voice was soft, like the softest first snow on the top of the mountain.

She was wrapped in the warmth of his body, and her little face was pressed against his bare neck, warm and smooth, and it felt like a sweet glutinous rice cake, which made her unconsciously greedy.

A plopping sound rings in my ears.

Xu Zhibai was smothered in his arms and blinked boredly, rubbing his bumpy collarbone with his eyelashes.

"Demons, demons, demon lords! This is the black fire of the demon lord! ”

"The demon, the demon lord spares his life, we have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, ask the lord to raise his noble hand......"

"Please spare our lives...... Lord of the Demon Lord"

"Tsk."

She leaned against his chest, and heard his sneer very clearly, her little face trembling with the rise and fall of his chest.

"It's a pity, the last thing I like to do is spare my life."

Wow, finally stopped crying.

Xu Zhibai has a sense of rebellion, and he can see clearly what is happening around him even if he doesn't open his eyes.

His last syllable fell, and the monks who were kneeling on the ground could not even scream, and in an instant they turned into a puff of ashes.

Red Sango, who had just been rescued by the attendants, saw this scene as soon as he opened his eyes, and immediately rolled his eyes and fainted again.

Xu Zhibai remembered the sentence of Heavenly Dao, "There is no distinction between good and evil, and grievances are unknown", and poked out half of his head: "Master, save her." ”

Behind him, a large number of monks came against the wind, and the sound of breaking the air continued.

Chi Yu put away the folding fan, didn't turn his head, and instructed the attendant: "Take her back to the city, be careful, don't get killed." ”

The attendant received the order, and looked up cautiously: "Your Excellency, ...... you"

Chi Yu didn't answer, and the attendant didn't dare to ask any more, so he carried the person and bowed his head and left.

The monks who came this time were obviously not comparable to those fools before, and the coercion alone was overwhelming.

One of them was dressed in a blue and white uniform, and as soon as he landed, he raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Chi Yu! How dare you show up! ”

"Who are you?"

There is still a thin red left at the end of Chi Yu's eyes, his skin is white, and a little red is particularly obvious, as if a thin layer of rouge has been applied, which is more and more dazzling.

The reddish eyes reminded Xu Zhibai of the day they broke up in his previous life, and he couldn't bear it between his calm eyebrows.

Since then, when she opened and closed her eyes, all she saw was the face of the young man in red.

Chi Yufeng's light face had a crack: "Little fat dun'er, if you want to cry again, I'll throw you to the old woman opposite!" ”

The monk in the blue and white uniform on the opposite side was a middle-aged woman, and at first glance she was a respected person who had been in a high position for a long time, and where could she stand this kind of contempt, she immediately swung her sword and attacked her.

"Chi Yu! You're looking for death! ”

Chi Yu only lightly rolled the folding fan, and then stuck to the unstoppable sword, his body did not move, and he was calm: "This seat will not kill the Bai Sect, why don't you take off this Taoist uniform and kill me again?" ”

He flicked the folding fan, and the man involuntarily took a few steps back, retreated into the crowd, and was held up by the person behind him.

Xu Zhibai held back her tears with a strong desire to survive, and she thought about it.

This blue and white uniform is a white door that is now gaining momentum, and the door is full of women with good looks and talents.

Her master has a deep relationship with Bai Yimen, and the reason why Xu Zhibai decided to kill his master is that Bai Yiyi has a lot of credit.

This middle-aged woman's name is Lin Jixia, and she is the second master in the sect except for the head of the sect, and she has lost this face in front of the disciples of the sect, how can she be willing to give up.

Lin Jixia saw Xu Zhibai in his arms, and her eyes were full of fierceness: "Bai Yimen doesn't want to have anything to do with you, the demon who kills his father and mother, and deceives teachers and ancestors!" Get acquainted, return the heaven and earth spiritual objects to us, or today-"

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by a chuckle.

"How else?"

He smiled softly, and his voice seemed to have a sweet and sour fragrance, which made Xu Zhi's white throat itch slightly.

The Bai Yimen disciple behind Lin Jixia raised his eyebrows and jumped to his feet in a hurry.

"Phew! You devil still has a smile! Ladies and gentlemen, what do you have to say to this demon who everyone has to condemn, kill him and eliminate harm for the people! ”

The leading monks looked at each other and offered their magic weapons.