Qinghe came to the courtyard, cold sweat flowing.

Even though he knew that it would not and could not hurt the two of them, Qinghe still lowered his arrogant head.

"I'm sorry that a young man sneaked in on a big day and collided with the two."

"Looks like someone has noticed our presence."

Qinghe gritted his teeth and said, "I know they brought me over on purpose, but I also have to come over and explain it to the two of you." ”

"You'd better go back and have a look first, the man's aura disappeared as soon as he appeared."

"When this person is caught, I will personally come to ask for the guilt!" Qinghe bowed and retreated.

"I didn't even see anything in that shit drawer."

"Is there a coffin or something?" Su Yu asked.

"No, it's very clean."

"Let's go to the next place."

"Suzi."

"What's wrong?"

The little fat man saw a black mist rushing towards the direction of the house from a distance, and hurriedly whispered: "I can't seem to get out, the old ghost is back!" ”

"I see, you see what happens."

Su Yu stuck to the root of the wall not far away and held his breath and concentrated, the little fat man must not be exposed, and he could see it clearly when the black-robed man made a move, and it was completely easy.

If there is really a conflict here, the little fat man will die under the siege of the three.

Qinghe's figure is getting closer and closer.

Su Yu took a deep breath and took a few breaths to the roof.

Under the blessing of the sky day by day, it was like a bright light, and the thousands of wandering spirits in the city were like moths to the fire, rushing towards him like crazy.

The breath of the most rigid and yang is a double-edged sword for them.

Delicious food, deadly blades.

"I knew you weren't dead!" Qinghe roared and changed direction and rushed towards him.

Su Yu did not hesitate at this time, and ran wildly with his life, flashing on the jagged rooftop.

Don't dare to stop for a moment.

After Qinghe turned into black mist, the speed continued to rise, the distance between the two of them became closer and closer, and the wandering spirits behind them also surged like a tsunami.

Su Yu pinched the trick with one hand, stepped over a roof with his front foot, and the explosion instantly sounded behind him.

The body was swept away by the qi wave, Su Yu adjusted the landing point, and with the momentum of this forward rush, he accelerated his speed again, and distanced himself from the blocked Qinghe.

"Humble bugs! You're just going to run away! Qinghe chased with all his might, and the wandering spirits that stood in his way were all consumed by his black mist and turned into his nourishment.

Su Yu only felt that his lungs were about to explode, and his legs were abnormally sore, but he couldn't get rid of him.

Qinghe's attack also came unexpectedly, and the ghost qi condensed into an entity and instantly lifted the roof under Su Yu's feet.

Su Yu only felt that his feet were cold and piercing, and his movements were slow, not to mention, he felt the paralyzing sensation of ghost qi invading his body.

It took advantage of the terrain to escape after several tosses.

The city wall is getting closer and closer, and there is no chaotic and complicated terrain outside the city for him to avoid Qinghe's pursuit, Su Yuming knows that once he steps out of the city, he will die for life.

But the only way out for now is outside the city.

Su Yu tried his best to point on the eaves and threw his entire body out of the city.

"If you go out of the city, you're dead!" Qinghe sneered.

Outside the wide and flat city, Su Yu ran away against time.

All he could see was the locust tree with no end in sight.

Qinghe's offensive was as dense as raindrops.

His killing intent was far away, and Su Yu felt like a man on his back.

Qinghe's attack again blasted Su Yu's body to the ground.

Sen Leng's ghost aura had completely invaded his body.

Su Yu staggered to his feet as if he was drunk and staggered forward.

The huge torso of the locust tree in front of it is close at hand.

A finger pointed directly at Su Yu's heart, Qinghe's expression was indifferent, for his enemies, he only liked to kill with one blow.

Su Yu's figure fell completely under this blow, and his whole body fell into deep dead leaves.

Qinghe glanced at the locust tree with a little fear, and in an instant, his figure froze, staring down deeply.

There was a dead silence under the dead leaves.

The black mist was shrouded, and Bai Yichun stood quietly beside Qinghe.

"Found someone?"

Qinghe didn't make a sound, still staring at the tree.

Bai Yichun didn't say anything again, she knew that Qinghe's hundred-year-old demon was here.

"Did you think it would wake up?" Qinghe was worried in his heart, and suddenly spoke up.

"It's not as nervous as you are." Bai Yichun's beautiful eyes flashed with pity.

"What should I do?"

Qinghe looked at her in a daze, he didn't like his own woman looking at him like this.

Bai Yichun hugged him gently.

"On a big day, just go back."

"You've changed." Qinghe's gaze was sharp.

Bai Yichun's beautiful eyes were lowered, but his words were for tat: "If you don't believe that he will die, go down and have a look." ”

She was sure that Qinghe would not go down, just as she confirmed that Su Yu would die.

"You don't seem to talk so much on weekdays, what the hell do you want to say?" Qinghe said coldly.

"There is still an hour to be on the first day of the winter month, and after planning for such a long time, is your time just to waste here?" The woman's eyes looked straight at him without fear.

"Huh."

"You know, even if the Dao Law is heavenly, he can't escape from this place." Bai Yichun said firmly.

Qinghe was silent for a long time, staring at the beautiful woman in front of him, and finally turned into a ray of black light, and the figures of the two disappeared completely.

Su Yu's Yin God hovered in the air, and his Yang body fell to the ground lifeless.

There was no time to investigate the battle situation of the Yang Body, and Su Yu's attention was focused on the locust tree in front of him.

Under the thick foliage, the thick rhizomes of the locust tree fill the entire space.

Su Yu had never seen such a rugged tree trunk, and even dozens of people couldn't hug it.

The trunk of the tree shone with a faint light, as relaxed as a person's breath.

Su Yuyin sat cross-legged in front of the locust tree, and the silk light on the trunk of the tree turned into a little starlight and poured into his body.

More than the power of life, it is more addictive.

For the first time in his life, Su Yu felt such majestic power.

The whole body shimmered with blazing light, and a sense of sublimation arose.

"Who are you?" After a while, a voice that resounded throughout the space exploded in Su Yu's ears.

The buzzing tinnitus made Su Yu's yin god in a trance.