"Are you okay?" Shan Liye noticed Luo Xian'er's slightly changing face, and was a little puzzled.

"I ......" Luo Xian'er didn't dare to look at her, lowered her head and shook it, and her superfluous eyes glanced at the motionless figure on the ground.

Who is she angry with?

If Sister Le hadn't pulled her away from the sword in time just now, the person who died would have been herself, Luo Xian'er smiled bitterly, driving away those unrealistic thoughts in her mind.

Shan Liye slowly walked past Ling Mo's side, without taking a second look, he stopped directly in front of the cold ice sword, and was about to reach out and pull out the sword that was deeply embedded in the ground, Shan Liye shrank his pupils slightly, hesitated for a while, and then pulled out the sword without a trace.

Raising his eyes and sweeping around, Shan Liye's face was slightly cold: "Since you have already come, why hide it." ”

As soon as she heard this, Luo Xian'er was also vigilant around, and suddenly saw a white figure appear from around the corner, and quickly walked to Shan Liye's side.

"Miss Long, there seems to be something wrong with this Lingmen." Yi Mufeng frowned and spoke, looking at Shan Liye's tightly knit face: "You have to be careful." ”

Luo Xian'er stared at Yi Mufeng for a while.

Yi Mufeng noticed that Luo Xian'er looked at his face strangely, so he had to ask, "What's wrong?" ”

Luo Xian'er shook her head, but she was very puzzled in her heart.

Who is this man? What about Brother Ye?

However, out of kindness, Luo Xian'er pointed behind Yi Mufeng.

Yi Mufeng turned his head slightly, only to see a touch of Yao Yan's red shirt flying above the roof, her slender legs hooking her soul, and the red and long whip wrapped around the man's waist, the woman in red raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled: "Miss Long, your ears are good, you can actually sense our existence." ”

- We?

Yi Mufeng raised his eyebrows for a moment and looked around.

Leng Yi stroked his big knife, looking at the ground with low eyes, cold.

Chai Qianji's claws rattled, and there was a slight hint of joy, as if he had a moment of satisfaction with his prey this time.

Le Chujiu's sword was quietly held in his hand, hooking the eyes of the soul, with playful banter.

The four protectors of the Demon Sect have been gathered.

"Although Ling Feng was not killed by you, but Ling Mo is dead, you can't deny this." Luo Qiu Pian floated her hanging hair, her eyes fluctuated, and she smiled evilly.

"He's not dead."

Shan Liye replied with a clear face.

Hearing this, the first person who was shocked was Luo Xian'er, and she suddenly rejoiced in her heart unconsciously, she knew that Sister Le was by no means such a person who killed innocents indiscriminately, although Ling Mo was indeed tired of looking at it, she would not die.

What's more, if Sister Le really killed him, I'm afraid that she really won't be able to get rid of this murderous crime.

But looking at the four people on the roof who did not change their color and had bad intentions, Luo Xian'er was nervous, it seemed that these four people were not easy to deal with.

However, why is Brother Ye not here?

Luo Qiulian was slightly taken aback, and Leng Yi didn't believe it, so she flew down to probe Ling Mo's pulse, withdrew her hand, and her face was as heavy as lead: "He really didn't die." ”

Some things are not white, how can Shan Liye easily kill the insider.

Those silver needles sealed Ling Mo's blood path, Ling Mo was impulsively eager to do it, but he didn't know that this luck accelerated the blood circulation, and the silver needles blocked the smooth blood circulation.

She wants people to die, and she has the means.

I don't want people to die, and I have the means.

"The four of them are here, and the little woman is indeed very honored." Greeting words, polite, she stepped forward: "I remember last time, the four of them came specifically to deal with the Netherworld Mansion, so this time, do you want to make two moves with me?" ”

"If I knew this was the case, I should have killed your little girl seven years ago, which round is so hard now." Luo Qiu's eyes suddenly pretended to be resentful.

When Le Chujiu heard this, he sneered on his face: "Good sister, a little girl, the pursuit has not been solved for so many years, which makes my younger brother's face dull." ”

Luo Qiupian was not convinced, and raised her eyebrows: "If it weren't for the sect leader's order to stop chasing and killing, I don't know where her soul would have gone to be reincarnated." ”

Looking at the chatting two, Shan Liye snorted lightly: "I've always been strange, the Nine Wolves of Guihai who wanted to kill me several times suddenly stopped appearing, and I think it's still the Demon Sect Leader who is reluctant to let me die." ”

Hum.

This sound was made by Chai Qianji, and he sneered.

"You big guy, hum, with a few of you, you are not my sister Le's opponent." Luo Xian'er sneered at Chai Qianji, and also snorted coldly in return, and said to Shan Liye: "Sister Le, we are not afraid of them, I believe that Brother Ye will come soon, Sister Le and Brother Ye will join forces so that they will not lose to a few of them." ”

Hearing the familiar name, an invisible smile spread across Le Chujiu's face: "This little girl doll is quite noisy, I don't know when I'm dying, tsk, but your brother Ye, I'm afraid I won't be able to come, why don't I let me, Brother Le, come and play with you tonight, okay?" ”

Luo Xian'er heard something else, but she couldn't get angry, and her face was angry: "You are shameless and obscene-" Before she finished speaking, she heard Shan Liye's suddenly low voice.

"Wait a minute, find a place to hide, don't come out."

"That's right, listen to your sister's words, little girl, your big brother Le is suddenly very interested in you, today's battle, you have to win." Le Chujiu hooked his eyes, and his slender fingertips had already begun to caress the hilt of the sword.

Luo Xian'er glanced at the man angrily, he didn't hear what he said, and looked at Shan Liye uneasily: "Sister Le......"

"Girl, it's better not to make trouble for Miss Long, these four people are very famous, but I'm afraid that Miss Long won't be able to save you." Yi Mufeng frowned.

The names of these four people, he has heard of them, the four protectors of the Demon Sect are people who many people dare not provoke, their methods are ruthless, their martial arts are strong, and the people who have escaped under them are almost a minority.

Hearing Yi Mufeng say the same, Luo Xian'er felt a little embarrassed, as if she really couldn't help anything, her martial arts were so weak, did she want to be like just now, someone was holding Sister Le with a sword?

Looking at the three people on the roof, as well as Leng Yuyi, who was only a few meters away from Sister Le, and then looking at Sister Le's unchanged face, Luo Xian'er was a little worried, silently retreated, and hid behind a beam and pillar of the house, paying attention to the situation over there at any time.

Shan Liye silently raised the cold ice sword, and the frosty eyes were not polite, she still remembered that last time she watched others fight, but now, it was on herself.

"The four of them should be together?"

"It's really not white, it's just killing someone, why are there so many words, it's a waste of my time!"

Not far away, Leng Yiyi's voice fell, the back of the silver knife flickered, and a blow hit her, a strong knife wind blew, raising countless dead leaves on the ground, Shan Liye pointed to the ground on his toes, dodging the sweep of the knife.

At the same time, Chai Qianji's iron claws threw out a long chain, locking directly onto the sword in her hand, and the four claws were like sickles, holding the cold ice sword tightly, leaving no room for anything.

She spun and flipped a few times, and had broken free from the clamping iron claw chain, and the scythe iron claw had a few more broken cuts.

The ice is as thin as an ice blade, the fire is like fire, and the iron is like clay, and there is no sword in the world that can compare with these two swords.

Yi Mufeng's fingertips silver needles shone brightly, facing the fallen leaves rolled up by the snake whip, a leaf passed through, and hit Luo Qiu's wrist with a whip, Le Chujiu was surprised that this kid actually had such a powerful silver needle technique, Luo Qiulian was a little light, and the sword in Le Chujiu's hand quickly shot down those silver needles, and there was a clanging sound.

The yard is not big or small, and the dust and leaves are already flying, and the sand and gravel are messy, so confused that people can't open their eyes.

Luo Xian'er blocked her eyes, so as not to blur her vision, and the battle was chaotic, so she wanted to take a closer look, but she heard the tone of a pipa string in the sky in vain and remembered.

The sound lingered in the air for a long time, and then it slowly intensified, fluctuating again and again.

"Falling to protect the Fa, rushing for quick success and quick profit, this is not such a method!"

A melodious voice scattered in the air, cold.

Luo Xian'er looked up when she heard the sound, but she didn't see any shadow, and then she saw that the wall had been brushed with seven women in green clothes, all seven of whom were dressed in green clothes, with green veils on their faces, each holding a magic object in their hands, and their clothes were fluttering, like a fairy descending to earth.

When did these seven people appear, or they were always there, she didn't know, but the woman in Tsing Yi led by her made people tremble.

Including Shan Liye and the four protectors.

The faces of the people of the world are different, if they are similar, this face can be regarded as a person, if they are the same, but the expression in their eyes is not the same.

Yi Mufeng looked at her, dressed in a snow suit, like a fairy, especially the look in his eyes that was difficult to hide, he didn't like the mundane, and he should be proud with a sense of seclusion.

And the woman in Tsing Yi is cold and indifferent, without any feelings and emotions.

People who don't know how to be experts will think that these are two sisters, so they should really slap themselves a few times, one is a vulgar beauty, the other is an iceberg beauty, and they can't be involved in a few lifetimes.

But the faces of the two are so similar!

Yi Mufeng swam back from the two of them, thoughtful.

Luo Xian'er was amazed, are these two people too similar? When did you have two Le sisters?

Among the seven women in Tsing Yi, only the woman did not wear a green veil to cover her face, and it seemed that she was deliberately revealing her face.

The strings stopped abruptly.

Although Luo Qiulian was also taken aback, her face turned cold in an instant: "It's also all killing, it doesn't make a difference whether you come to kill or we come to kill." ”

The woman in Tsing Yi did not change her face: "I only know that this person, you can't move." ”

"Why?" Le Chujiu raised his eyebrows.

"The lord's order, she will die, but not now, and it is not up to you to solve it."

Luo Qiulian still smiled disdainfully: "Since the sect leader doesn't want her to die, then what are you going to do?" Didn't they come to kill her? ”

The small talk back and forth, except for knowing that this woman in Tsing Yi was a member of the Demon Sect and was not on good terms with Luo Qiulian and others, she did not reveal too much information, Yi Mufeng looked at Shan Liye who was staring at her, and was faintly worried about something.

The woman in Tsing Yi blinked her eyes slightly, and her voice was still warm: "The lord ordered me to wait, take her down, and bring her back to the Demon Sect!" ”

What a warm word, how ruthless words, from the same face, Luo Xian'er unconsciously felt a chill.

This woman in Tsing Yi felt cold when she looked at it.

This person is fundamentally different from Sister Le!

Although Luo Qiulian and those women are not in harmony, after all, they are all people who work for the Demon Sect, seven women in Tsing Yi, plus four Dharma protectors, how can people fight? ?

Luo Xian'er's heart was nervous for a moment, and she only hoped that it would be good if Brother Ye was here, but Sister Le didn't seem to mention this person all along.