The man smacked his lips as if he couldn't get enough of it, and his tongue curled, licking the blood off his lips.

Zhuohua's hands clutched tightly over his mouth, and his stomach churned. The nausea surged up one after another, and she gritted her teeth desperately, for fear that she would be noticed if she accidentally made a sound.

She saw that there seemed to be a strange light extending out of the demonic energy, connecting to the demon.

"It's actually a smoking cultivation." There was a hint of anger in Ah Yao's voice. "It's too damaging to yin morality! Aren't you afraid of being hacked to death by the catastrophe! ”

Zhuohua didn't answer, she held her breath, covering her mouth with her hands and not daring to move. Hengyao died, and died in front of her, still such a cruel death.

And she can only watch, nothing can be done.

Large tears welled up from her eyes and dripped down the backs of her hands, glowing with coldness.

She felt as if her heart had broken through a big hole, and the wind kept pouring into it. It chilled her bones.

The demonic energy gradually dissipated. Hengyao's corpse was like a dried corpse, and it fell to the ground with a "bang".

Zhuohua's heart trembled, and his steps couldn't help but move.

"Who?" The man suddenly turned his head and asked sharply.

At this time, Zhuo Hua could see his face and his eagle-like eyes, which were slightly glowing red, and the eyes kept tumbling with a strange black qi.

Zhuohua's heart was shocked, and his face turned pale. She, exposed.

The man's lips hooked, and as soon as he raised his hand, a demonic aura struck.

Zhuohua gritted his teeth, intending to withstand the blow.

After all, she saw that the blow was not intended to kill her, but more like a temptation.

Zhuohua couldn't help but take a step back when she was hit by this blow, she secretly screamed that it was not good, I was afraid that she would not be able to hide it now.

Just as a flash of despair flashed through her heart, a strange whirlpool suddenly appeared on the bottom of her feet and sucked her in.

The man quickly walked to the place where Zhuohua was hiding, and his heart was at a loss. Could it be his delusion? However, he obviously feels that there is someone, right? But it is true that there are no spiritual power fluctuations. For the first time, he doubted his perception.

After a long time, he didn't come up with a reason, so he had no choice but to leave here.

Scenes like this are happening in all corners of the realm.

Wen Yu and Han Xiu had just eliminated a demon and were hiding in a hidden place at this time. Both men looked terribly embarrassed. Fortunately, the demon they encountered was not particularly powerful, otherwise, I am afraid that it would have become two corpses at this time.

"How's it going?" Wen Yu looked at Han Xiu, who was pale, worriedly, after all, Han Xiu directly blocked a blow for him just now, and he was afraid that the injury would not be light.

Han Xiu shook his head to indicate that he was fine, but his bloodless face and slightly trembling body completely showed his weakness.

"I'll see!" Wen Yu stretched out his hand and tugged at the placket of his clothes.

"What are you doing?" Han Xiu knocked his hand away with a calm face.

"I'll see how you're hurting." Ignoring his resistance, Wen Yu ripped off his shirt at once.

He couldn't help but gasp.

Han Xiu's chest became a blur of flesh and blood, and his flesh turned slightly outward, glowing with black gas.

Looking at Han Xiu's unchanged expression, Wen Yu couldn't help but sigh that he could really bear it.

It's just that in this way, he feels even more guilty in his heart.

Wen Yu took out the storage bag, took out a bottle of the top-grade healing pill given by his master, and stuffed it into Han Xiu's mouth without feeling distressed at all.