Hearing that Situ Ming wanted to borrow a few drops of her blood, Zhao Hehuan was a little surprised.

She knew that her blood had the effect of helping wounds heal, but other than that, Zhao Hehuan knew nothing.

Situ Ming saw that Zhao Hehuan was a little surprised, so he said: "Don't worry, girl, I'm just borrowing a few drops of the girl's blood to detoxify these two." Since the girl has inherited the fairy energy of the red scale grass, it is inevitable that your blood will also be beneficial to them. ”

Situ Ming pointed to the seventh brother and Xiaolan weeping on the bed. Zhao Hehuan saw that it was to save people, so he didn't hesitate, so he nodded and said yes.

Situ Ming said: "How offended." After that, he took out a very thin silver needle, put it on the lamp and roasted it slightly into a light blue, and then turned to Zhao Hehuan's white fingertips and pricked it hard.

The crystal beads of blood came out along the pinholes that were pulled out, and there was a slight fairy aura, which made Situ Ming stunned for a moment before squeezing out the blood droplets and dripping them into the mouths of Seventh Brother and Xiaolan Weeping.

Following Zhao Hehuan's blood dripping in, the two of them seemed to have a fairy aura in their mouths, and within a cup of tea, they both woke up at the same time, like a big dream.

Mei Niang saw that the seventh brother woke up, she was very happy, excited, and apologized repeatedly.

And the seventh brother woke up, but as soon as he touched his chest, his face changed, what's the matter, the swallowing cloud bead is gone?

Mei Niang knew the doubts of the seventh brother, and explained the ins and outs of the future clearly.

I only heard that the seventh brother sighed slightly, and said slowly: "This is a divine object that can turn the world, if it falls into the hands of the saint, it is fine, but now, if it falls into the demon world, I am afraid that there will be a bloody storm." ”

Yao'er saw that Seventh Brother and Xiao Lan Weeping had woken up, and thought in her heart that a few more hours had passed at this time, I was afraid that the Demon Lord had already arrived in the southern Xinjiang camp, and the soldiers were drunk again.

But Yao'er couldn't explain why she learned the news, once she said it, it would be tantamount to exposing Situ Ming's identity, how could this be good?

Pregnant!

"Silly brother, did you see any strange people when you came?" Yao'er pushed Na Situ Ming, and winked with his eyebrows.

Helplessly, this Situ Ming was a piece of wood, and he looked at Yao'er without reacting for a long time, and said innocently: "Ah?"

Yao'er wanted to give him a fist, but the fire was already in his heart, but he had to suppress it stiffly, and forced a smile to squeeze out a few words from between his teeth: "Didn't you tell me that you saw someone dressed in a white robe go to the southern Xinjiang military camp?"

Yao'er secretly pinched that Situ Ming, causing that Situ Ming to grin with a painful snort, and had no choice but to "uh-huh" twice.

Yao'er sent her hand quite satisfied, and looked at Situ Ming with an expression of "It's still your acquaintance".

"The person dressed in a white robe, isn't that the demon lord of the demon realm?" Zhao Hehuan was very familiar with this demon lord, and blurted out in a hurry.

"Demon Lord, Southern Xinjiang Battalion, is it ......" Although Zhan Xuan was surprised that Zhao Hehuan knew this Demon Lord, he didn't bother to ask carefully, and a heroic spirit came between his eyebrows, and he ordered loudly: "Pass the order, the three armies will be on standby immediately, and there must be no mistakes!"

"Yes!" a soldier next to him hurried out.

Before the snare drum could be beaten, a spy from the front panicked and reported: "Report! An enemy has come in!"

"It's coming so fast!" Zhan Xuan was shocked in his heart, and immediately ordered: "Beat the snare drum immediately!"

After speaking, Zhan Xuan put on his armor and wanted to go outside to meet the enemy, but was grabbed by Yao'er by the arm.

Zhan Xuan looked at Yao'er, only to see that Yao'er's eyes were full of worry, and he said a little eagerly: "Let's go when the three armies are together?"

Although the Demon Lord is injured, but with the Cloud Swallowing Bead in his hand, his cultivation in the past is still there, how can Zhan Xuan deal with it alone?

Zhan Xuan gently pushed away Yao'er's hand, touched Yao'er's head like a big brother, smiled and said, "Yao'er, I am the crown prince, and it is my responsibility to lead the troops to fight and protect my sons, and I can't back down." ”

Yao'er only felt that her hand slipped heavily, and then she saw Zhan Xuan striding forward, lifting the never-ending curtain, and there was already a little fluorescence in her eyes.

"Wait for me to ......" Yao'er wiped away her tears, and followed Zhan Xuan out of the tent, forgetting that Situ was still in the tent.

"Yao'er......" Situ Ming saw that Yao'er was so affectionate to Zhanxuan, and there was a sour feeling in his heart, tearing his heart uncomfortably.

It turns out that loving someone is such a feeling......

Seventh Brother and Mei Niang heard that the Demon Lord came, and they had the Cloud Swallowing Bead in their hands, so they also went with that Zhanxuan.

Xiao Lan Wai tilted her head, crossed her hands on her chest, looked at Zhao Hehuan with a young and old look, and said a little angrily: "Mother Hehuan, did you make my Mo Tian Daddy angry and run away?"

Zhao Hehuan was already remorseful about Mo Tian's departure in his heart, and when he heard Xiaolan crying this, he felt sad again, and his expression was a little unnatural and he lifted the curtain and went out.

Xiaolan weeping saw that Zhao Hehuan's face was a little ugly, thinking that she had said something wrong and made Hehuan's mother angry, so she cried wow, and muttered in her mouth: "Does Hehuan's mother don't want me anymore......"

Zhao Hehuan heard Xiao Lan Wai's cry outside the tent, sighed, turned around and turned back to the curtain, gently hugged Xiao Lan Wai in his arms, and said with a little sadness: "It's not safe here, Hehuan's mother will take you first." ”

That Xiaolan wept and saw that Zhao Hehuan went and turned back for herself, so she hugged Zhao Hehuan's neck with a cheer, kissed her on the face, and said happily: "Mother Hehuan is the best mother in the world!"

Zhao Hehuan saw that this little sycophant was quite good at coaxing people to be happy, so he felt comforted in his heart, said goodbye to that Situ order, and hugged Xiaolan and cried out of the curtain.

Before he walked out of the curtain a few steps, there was a sword and sword shadow, and a soldier fell in front of Zhao Hehuan's eyes, and blood splashed Zhao Hehuan's white skirt, so it was not tragic!

Where had Xiao Lan wept seen such a battle, and she was so frightened that she cried out all of a sudden!

This cry didn't matter, it immediately attracted the attention of an enemy soldier around, and a spear stabbed straight at Zhao Hehuan viciously!

Where could Zhao Hehuan dodge, holding the little Lan crying in his hand, seeing that the spear was coming quickly, he could only close his eyes, and he was probably going to die here......

"Bang dang!"

Zhao Hehuan heard the sound of a weapon falling, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw that the soldier had a sword in his chest, and he looked at the owner of the sword in amazement, and fell down before he could complain.

It's the Demon Lord!

The blood of his own hands was splashed on the white robe, he drew his sword expressionlessly, turned to look at Zhao Hehuan, and just said lightly: "It's not safe here, it's better to get out of here quickly." ”

After speaking, he turned around and didn't even look at Zhao Hehuan more.

Zhao Hehuan looked at the back of the Demon Monarch leaving in a bit of a daze, and felt that he seemed to be a little different from before, as if he was ...... Deliberately avoiding her?

A soldier fell next to Zhao Hehuan again, Xiao Lan Cry was already frightened and fainted, she didn't have time to think about it, she could only hold Xiao Lan Cry and dodge in the rain of bullets, and finally she was really helpless, so she could only hide behind a big rock.

Zhao Hehuan took a long breath and looked at the battlefield, only to find that the enemy army had actually killed near the Shuai camp!

The battle between the two armies was fierce, and there were fallen soldiers everywhere, and blood could be seen everywhere!

Zhan Xuan was entanglement with the red jade, seeing that the red sword was approaching Zhan Xuan's throat, and when he was about to be unable to resist, Yao'er flew down from a snowy jade belt behind him, and beat one of the red wing's arms to the point of losing consciousness, "Bang!"

Na Chi Yan fell off his horse with a painful and twisted face, and was picked up by Na Chiyan, only to hear that Na Chiyan was also angry, and actually yelled at the Demon Lord: "Doesn't Your Excellency care? My son has been injured like this by the envoy, is she friend or foe?"

Is the envoy friend or foe?

Zhan Xuan and Zhao Hehuan were a little puzzled and surprised in their hearts, I don't know why Chi Yan said this?

Just when Zhan Xuan lost his mind, Zhe Liu stabbed at Zhan Xuan with an extremely fast body technique, intending to take this Zhan Xuan's life!

The sword of the folded willow, once unsheathed, will never be missing......

Seeing that it was too late to pick up the sword, Yao'er made a decisive decision, and struggled to push Zhanxuan away, and the sword of the willow was actually stabbed in the chest of that Yao'er!

"No! Yao'er!" Zhan Xuan didn't expect Yao'er to protect him with his life, only then did he understand that Yao'er's affection for him was so deep, and he regretted wanting to take Yao'er's body, but he was unexpectedly taken over by another figure who fell like a flower!

Situ Ming's face was already a little scary, he took the dying Yao'er, and the heartache between his eyebrows was so painful that he couldn't wait to tear the people in front of him!

"You, stay away from Yao'er in the future, you are not worthy. Situ Ming looked at Zhanxuan coldly, and almost devoured him alive.

"And your second brother, if Yao'er has any mistakes, you and I will break off. Situ Ming threw down a sentence coldly, and then galloped away with Yao'er in his arms, not daring to delay for a moment!

Seeing that he had accidentally injured Situ Ming's beloved, Na Zheliu was full of remorse in his heart, and he was thrown down by Situ Ming again, and the killing intent in his heart was even stronger, so he stabbed at Na Zhanxuan with a sword!

"If you don't die, I can't explain!" Folding willow's sword was like having wings, and when he didn't see a person, he saw only the sword light, and he went to Zhanxuan's throat!

Zhan Xuan suddenly felt that the horse's legs were weak, and he fell down, and the Xuanyu sword in his hand suddenly shone like a spiritual rhino, and he turned into a sword flower like a protector and went to the willow!

Although Zheliu has been practicing swords for many years, he didn't expect this Xuanyu Sword to be an ancient artifact, and with his style, he didn't have time to dodge this sword flower!

In front of Ori Liu's eyes, there was already a bright sword shadow, and in a trance, it seemed that he saw a familiar figure flying over......

At the moment when Zheliu wanted to close his eyes, suddenly a white light fell from the sky on the entire battlefield, and in an instant, the entire bloody battlefield was lit up!