I saw Xue Meng standing between heaven and earth, her clothes fluttering, the red color in her eyes was like Shura, and her fair face was stained with the blood of unknown people. [No pop-ups. 】

Xiling Jing stood beside her, gently wiped the blood from her face, and raised her posture.

The aura emanating from the top and bottom of the body is extremely compelling, making people derive a touch of panic from the bottom of their hearts.

Looking at Xiling Jing's action of helping Xue Meng wipe it, Tian Jinsheng's heart was cold again.

Then, with perseverance, he got up from the ground, and the immortal power in his hand turned into a sharp dagger and attacked Xue Meng.

Xue Meng watched him run, his sleeves turned over, ready to attack.

Seeing this, the Emperor of Heaven gritted his teeth and derived immortal power, and a white mist fascinated the eyes of Xue Meng and Xiling Jing.

In the fog, it was no longer possible to distinguish the direction in which Tian Jinsheng was running.

"Be careful!"

A familiar voice sounded in Xue Meng's ears.

Before I had time to remember whose voice it was, the white fog in front of me dissipated.

In front of Xue Meng, there was a person standing in a daze.

After thinking about it, Xue Meng didn't expect it. The person who would lay a fatal immortal power on her crotch turned out to be ......

Mu Qingran.

She had only crossed paths with him a few times.

Why did he run out desperately?

Tian Jinsheng looked at the person he had injured by mistake, his eyes sank, and he pulled out his dagger. Just as he was about to attack again, a dark purple demon element struck at his body.

Before Tian Jinsheng could react, another demon yuan pounced.

Spit out a mouthful of blood, he looked at Xiling Jing who was approaching step by step in a bit of confusion, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Hehe......"

Xiling Jing slashed over again.

The movements are natural and chic, and they are done in one go.

The Emperor of Heaven got up from the ground, and just as he was about to pass, Xue Meng looked at him with fierce eyes.

A green dragon burst out of her spiritual sense, roaring towards the Heavenly Emperor.

Unconsciously, Xue Meng touched Qinglong's consciousness again.

This time the consciousness is the most powerful!

"Tianyao, between us...... There is another account that needs to be calculated. The majestic voice of the green dragon seemed to penetrate the sky, and rushed towards the Heavenly Emperor with a sense of suppression.

"You're still alive...... You weren't used by me at the beginning...... I am willing to retire in the Immortal Beast Mountain. The Heavenly Emperor chuckled, "I should have found you a long time ago and destroyed your spiritual sense!" ”

"It's up to you...... Do you have the ability to do this? ”

As he spoke, the green dragon spat out a blazing flame and spewed towards the Heavenly Emperor's body.

Mu Qingran slowly fell down in front of Xue Meng. Xue Meng couldn't help but hug him.

The dagger turned into immortal power is not an ordinary wound and cannot be healed with spiritual power. This wound ...... If it falls on you, you really don't dare to imagine the consequences.

"Demon ......" Mu Qingran's eyes flowed with a trace of warmth.

From the very beginning, he was trained how to find demons. Everything around you is about Xiaomo.

Once upon a time, he had been fantasizing.

Xiao Mo, what kind of person is he?

Why are the two worlds of immortals and demons afraid of her existence? Why did the two worlds of immortals and demons destroy her?

Looking at Xue Meng's helpless and guilty appearance, Mu Qingran suddenly laughed.

Xiao Mo is just a girl.

Cunning and cute, sharp and shrewd, and a little bit of a little woman's emotions.

When Xue Meng was attacked by Tian Jinsheng, he didn't know what he thought. Obviously he wants to destroy the demon, why did he become to protect the demon?

Maybe......

It's his life, and most of his life is for the sake of demons.

So now, what is there not to die for the sake of the demons.

I don't want to see the demon die in front of my eyes.

A string of images shook in front of me. Mu Qingran stretched out his hand, as if he saw himself standing in the corner of the wall, a proud but lazy cat standing on the wall, shaking his little head and looking at him.

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