Tianshu immediately withdrew his hand back, but the back of his hand was still cut open by the opponent's blade, and the blood burst out in an instant, which can be described as extremely fast.

He didn't care about the back of his hand, he covered the blood on his chest with one hand, which was broken and couldn't stop flowing down, and he looked at Sang Ling's position with a wry smile:

"You've already contacted the Demon Clan? Ah Ling, there is no trust between us anymore? ”

Sang Ling was helped up by someone who came, but she didn't turn her head to look at him, and her voice was cold like an ice spring:

"I said, you let me go, and I can act like it never happened between us again."

"Nope! I never! ”

Tianshu roared, and he was about to come over.

It's just that a Tang knife is horizontal in front of him.

The sharp blade was obviously the one who had injured his hand just now.

Only then did Tianshu look up at the person who suddenly appeared, hanging ink.

The bridge of the long-eyebrow phoenix's eyes and nose was stiff, his demeanor was fierce and evil, and the nearly one-meter-long Tang knife in his hand gave him a sense of danger with endless edges.

Hanging Mo firmly protected Sang Ling behind him, raised his eyebrows and sneered:

"Su Luo, you are really good, you have the courage to hide your Venerable in this place, it will be easy for us to find it!"

The red tails of Tianshu's eyes quickly dissipated, and his whole face returned to the stiff whiteness of a dead man.

"Hanging ink, it's you."

Hanging Mo handed Zun five or six bottles of elixir, and when she took it, her injuries were only slightly improved, but in fact, the inside was already full of holes, and the repair was slow.

Although he knew that the injuries on Zunshang's body were caused by Xuan Chengzi, Su Luo didn't treat her for half a minute, and trapped Sang Ling in this ghost place without the slightest aura.

He raised his eyes, his eyes were scarlet, and countless bloody qi rolled out from them, and he said angrily:

"Su Luo! How dare you harm your Excellency like this! ”

"If you want to kill, you can kill, why bother with ink."

Su Luo didn't care at all, he only tilted his head sideways to find Sang Ling's position, but after a while, he suddenly moved to Hanging Mo's body with a soft sigh.

Discovering the treacherous bloody aura that gushed out of his body for a while, Tianshu sneered, showing disdain:

"It's hard to protect yourself, what power do you have to kill me?"

Hanging Mo was stunned, his eyes immediately became obscure and gloomy, the Tang knife in his hand was held extremely tightly, but the afterglow stopped on the ground and did not dare to look at the Zun behind him.

Tianshu sneered, glanced at the wound on the back of his hand, and sneered disdainfully.

Sang Ling, who was cared about by him, was dissolving the power of the elixir, but he didn't notice it, and when he realized that something was wrong, he raised his head, and the hanging ink had suppressed the bloody qi, and the scene returned to calm.

Hanging Mo relaxed the knife in his hand, looked at Tianshu, and said defiantly:

"Su Luo, even if you place this enchantment in the ghost city, next to the main courtyard of your ghost mansion, the strength of my demon clan generals is not weak. If you have the heart to stop me here, you might as well solve the problem of a fire in the backyard first. ”

Tianshu was stunned, and his eyes looked at the ghost figure on the side.

Just now, when the ghost saw the hanging ink appear, his heart was shocked.

It's just that the other party didn't put the killing intent on himself, so he came down, and at this time, he immediately got the eye signal of the ghost city lord and prepared to go out to investigate the situation.

Unexpectedly, on the way to go, he was still standing with a grin, looking at this burly killing god who was almost two meters tall, he only felt that his legs and stomach were weak.

It's just that he has always been good at putting his mind into his belly, and from the outsider's point of view, he is not afraid at all, and he is about to take action.

Just as he was about to shout for a good man to spare his life, he heard a heavenly sound:

"Hang Mo, let him go out and see."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

The ghost shadow sighed with emotion, and he really deserved to be the sweetheart of the ghost city owner, and he was really beautiful and kind-hearted. While flashing out of the barrier non-stop, he went outside.

Sang Ling glanced at the place where the ghost figure went out, but she didn't see the exit, and her eyebrows frowned slightly.

Where exactly is the exit?

This compartment.

The ink-hanging knife never put it into the scabbard, and it was exposed with a big grin, and it stabbed sharply in Tianshu's eye.

The wound on his heart had been torn to the point that it could not be seen, and his body was already covered with blood, and his face was pale and ugly, and he stood stunned, only one breath more than the dead man.

In such a situation, he stubbornly blocked in front of the courtyard gate, unwilling to let Sang Ling leave.

Hanging Mo's eyes are always obscure and gloomy fixed on the fatal wound in the heart, and there is a kind of eager killing intention.

Tianshu looked back coldly, and his eyes signaled, if you make another move, the bloody aura of this body will not be so easy to hide.

Hanging Mo sneered and looked out of the courtyard.

The ghost shadow has not returned for a long time, and the result can be imagined.

At this time, Sang Ling's injury has improved a little, but the effect of the elixir is slow, there is no aura here, and the mirror can feed back is also not filled with members and is deliberately restricted, so for today's plan, let's go out first.

As for the ever-bright lamp in Xuan Chengzi's hand, it was even more of a headache.

She raised her hand and pressed the corner of her forehead, but when she raised her eyes, she met Tianshu's eyes. The other party's eyes were red again, as if she was the one who did something bad.

Sang Ling sighed helplessly, she was really a painter who had cultivated the Tao, and there was always a way to make people not angry and want to be soft on him.

But I didn't want to hang Mo to speak first.

"Your Excellency, I don't think it's too late, I still have to solve it quickly."

That's it.

His body was like lightning, and the blade slashed out, slashing towards the wound in Tianshu's heart. The shot was fast and urgent, like a storm, which caught people off guard.

Tianshu deliberately showed weakness to Sang Ling just now, and he didn't want to see Hanging Mo discover his movements in a blink of an eye, so he made a move.

He paused on both feet, flipped over, and jumped into the air, but he had already dodged.

But I didn't want to, the blade turned, and it was already easy to follow, and the ghost appeared on the forehead.

He stretched out his right palm, and a black ghost qi shot out of thin air, slamming towards the other party, with wind in his palm, whirring, and the black ghost qi suddenly jumped up like a swimming dragon, and rushed towards the hanging ink.

Hanging Mo's eyes sharpened, and he turned around at the bloody heart of Tianshu, disdainful of ridicule. The knife in his hand was even more swift, straight ahead, and slashed at the dragon head position.

Just heard the "bang", two powerful forces collided together, and then a huge air flow crashed away, quickly bouncing everything around it.

Hanging Mo stumbled under his feet, then stood firm, and pulled Sang Ling closer to stand firm.

Sang Ling closed her eyes tightly from the huge air current, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw that Tianshu on the other side was already half-kneeling on the ground, and she vomited blood, and the pool of blood on the ground also brought out blood foam.

People who are not studying medicine know that his injuries are definitely not light, and they may hurt his heart.

Because of the violent impact, a small opening was already open, and something flashed vaguely, extremely abrupt.

The ghost woman's bowl was obviously very effective, but she still tricked Tianshu to rest assured that the blood flashed in her mind, Sang Ling's eyes were slightly closed, and she already understood, she stretched out her hand to stop the hanging ink that was going to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and said:

"No need."

Hanging Mo was stunned, but his eyes were even more fierce and cold, fixed on the man on the ground:

"He's just deliberately showing weakness, honorable."

Sang Ling took two steps closer, looked at Tianshu with a short body, and then reached out to touch the wound on his heart.

Tianshu shrank, as if he was in pain:

"Ah Ling?"

Sang Ling didn't look at this guy's deliberate misery, but took a closer look at the wound, suddenly smiled, and then his fingers went deeper into the flesh and blood.

Tianshu's face turned pale instantly, but his lips were bitten out of blood, but his body didn't move at all, allowing the hand to drill deeper.

Sang Ling looked at the person in front of her condescendingly, as if she wanted to see the true face behind this painted skin:

"Even if you fed me a decoction to repair my injuries, you never gave up your intention to retrieve the Mirror of Retrospection. Tianshu, why should you deceive yourself, in your heart, power has always been more important than love. Since all the truth has been pierced, why pretend to be a true person? ”

Tianshu's eyes quickly turned red, and his eyes were clear and clean, like a water mirror, but there were a lot of netherworld aquatic plants under the water mirror, and if he touched it easily, he would be crushed and buried in the belly of the fish:

"Hahaha, Demon Ancestor Sangling, you are ruthless, you are really ruthless!"

He grabbed the hand that had gone deep into his chest and pressed the finger into his heart.

The slippery touch of direct contact with flesh and blood made Sang Ling frown.

Tianshu was still laughing, heartbreaking, ignoring the wound that had been numb to pain:

"Yes, I want to take the mirror. I'm fed up with being a weak person all my life, in Xie Mansion, I'm a cheap seed, in the ghost market, I'm a puppet, everyone can control me, and I will do whatever I want! I want to hold power, I want to climb to the top, I want to be the first person in this world! What monks, demon clans, sects, and families all want to prostrate at my feet and look up to my snort! ”

At this time, the water mirror in that eye completely disappeared, revealing his true nature. It was a kind of extreme madness, like a demon in hell who would not want to crawl out.

Hideous, it's already going to be bloodthirsty and skinny!

"Tianshu ......" Sang Ling didn't want to look at these resentful and angry eyes, and closed her eyes: "Maybe at the beginning, you were hidden behind the scenes, and we never met, so it's okay." ”

Tianshu paused, his smile slowly narrowed, but bloodshot appeared under his eyes.

"Do you regret it? Yes, you should regret it. Tianshu suddenly smiled again, and the chill and disdain hidden in it made people feel a chill down their spines when they looked at it: "After all, Lin Ling in the past was not your kind and compassionate character. ”

"What do you mean?"

Sang Ling was shocked, and the finger that reached into her heart suddenly touched a hard object at this time.

Tianshu looked at her coldly, grabbed her wrist, asked her to touch the flesh on the side of the heart that was pierced, and pushed it in:

"The key to open the ghost market you want, take it, and you're good to go...... Oh, Lord Demon Ancestor. ”

Sang Ling subconsciously grabbed the thing, and in the next second, he was pushed hard and fell back uncontrollably.

The hanging ink behind him was startled, and quickly grabbed her, and before he could ask, he saw a huge light shooting from Sang Ling's palm, so dazzling that he couldn't open his eyes.

The familiar feeling of the world spinning ushered in, and this light covered their bodies, transmitting the mana of the great array, and struck again.

In the past, Tianshu's so-called mana transmission spell was also this thing.

And when Xuan Chengzi wanted to kill himself, he also came to the rescue.

Sang Ling opened her eyes in this dizzy instinct, but finally faced the corner of her clothes that fell and raised.

Su Luo was seriously injured and fell to the ground?