Qing Yu didn't have the heart to pay attention to these two people at all, and at the moment when the two of them attacked her, her fingers fell on the strings of the guqin in her arms, and two blue lights flew out, directly passing through their heads before the two of them were close to her, and the two of them turned into ashes in front of her eyes in an instant. ◢ with * dream ◢ small *.lā

Although Qingyu doesn't know how much strength she has left after coming back, not everyone can show off her strength in front of her!

She didn't have the heart to estimate the cultivation of these two assassins, because she could feel the powerful power in this guqin, which was definitely not something that these two black-clothed assassins could bear!

So she simply borrowed her strength to fight directly, but she didn't expect it to be so strong!

Qing Yu remembered Xirong and said...... He couldn't remember how many years he had been on the nineteenth floor of Hell.

So to what extent has his cultivation reached?

Qing Yu lowered his head and gently stroked the guqin in his arms, and they had been with each other for three hundred years, but the understanding between them was pitiful.

She was upset for a while, and even a little irritable.

At this time, the group of people behind also caught up, and about four or five people should have felt that their companions had been killed, so they immediately stepped forward to surround Qingyu.

Qing Yu's eyes glowed with a cold light.

Her mood today is really chaotic, she didn't expect that even if she walked, someone wouldn't let her live in peace!

At this time, she finally heard the voice of the group behind her.

"Stinky girl, you better tie your hands and catch it! lest we be caught back, and we will have to suffer even more! ”

Then a stubborn and cold voice sounded despite the weakness of qi, "Don't think! ”..

Qing Yu frowned slightly when he heard this voice...... Why does it sound familiar?

She has been away from this place for more than 300 years, and she is an old woman, and if she doesn't take a photo, she is afraid that it will be difficult to easily identify, so she didn't guess who it was for a while,......

So she finally turned her head, and in the misty mist, she vaguely saw a small and thin figure, surrounded by people at this time, embarrassed, and there was something ticking on the ground on her body, I don't know if it was a drop of blood or a drop of water.

The moment her body trembled, the bell on her wrist also shook slightly, and Qing Yu instantly remembered who she was.

It's just that......

"Xiao Ji?" Qing Yu was surprised,...... It's only been 300 years, how did Xiao Ji become so virtuous again?

She remembered that at the beginning, Xiao Ji had the support of the Lan family's seniors, and she could be regarded as the patriarch of the Wu clan, and now she ......

This embarrassed appearance is not far behind the tattered body that I saw her for the first time in the demon world, I don't know how long I have been escaping.

When Xiao Ji heard the voice, her body trembled slightly, and she turned around, but at this moment, before she could see clearly who the person who called her was, the black-clothed people around her made a move!

Xiao Ji resisted quickly, but she seemed to be seriously injured, as if she was suppressed by something, and it was very difficult to resist!

At the same time, realizing that Qing Yu might know Xiao Yu, the rest of the people in black also attacked Qing Yu!

Qing Yu didn't plan to let go of this group of people since she was disturbed for no reason just now, and she also met an old acquaintance in front of her, so it was even more impossible for her to stand by and watch, to blame, she could only blame these people for hitting her muzzle today!

Qing Yu tugged at the corners of his lips, the strings in his hand fluctuated rapidly, and cyan blades flew out—