Holding his head in his hands, his black robe was steaming like a white mist.

Under the fierce and painful struggle, the hood was rubbed off, revealing the horrible face burned by the sun.

The originally handsome and pale face was blood-red at the moment, dripping with scarlet blood beads frantically, and his facial features were melted into a blur, looking very ugly and hideous.

"Ahh

And the humming man on the ground suddenly lost his voice.

The disciple of the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace held his sword and half-knelt down, covering his heart and saying in horror: "What kind of demon are you?!"

If it weren't for the fact that his heart was different from ordinary people, born in the right chest, Fang Cai's blow would have killed him.

Thinking like this, the young man's face suddenly turned hideous: "It is incumbent on the Demon Destroyer Dao!"

He struggled to his feet, and pressed closer to Brian.

As a result, before he could take two steps, he saw the white fawn next to the demon with round eyes and a roar of rage.

He was like thunder, and he rushed at him with those two beautiful young horns.

The speed was so fast that it was impossible to react, and the young man only saw a white shadow galloping towards him, followed by a sharp pain in his abdomen as if he had been smashed by a giant hammer.

The whole person flew out upside down and hit the mountain rock hard, and the cervical vertebrae snapped and broke, and suddenly lost his life.

Brian rolled on the ground in pain, and the black silk was ripped off, screaming like a desperate beast.

The fawn hurriedly bit the handle of the glass umbrella to shield him from the sun, and Brian was a little better.

It's just that face is completely miserable.

He gasped heavily, and the scarlet color in his eyes resurfaced.

The fawn put the umbrella in his hand and pouted her ass obediently.

Brian also knew that now was not the time to talk nonsense, and drew the Qiushui Sword with a trembling bloody hand.

I had just cut a small cut in the fawn's thick buttocks, and I was ready to carefully use my palm to pick up the blood that flowed out.

As a result, before the palm of his hand could be brought over, the atmosphere between heaven and earth changed, and it suddenly became solemn.

In the air, a sword was torn open.

Without warning or out of nowhere, a silver-white long sword burst through the wind and slashed straight towards the palm that Bai Lian had stretched out.

Brian let out a low roar, his eyes became more and more scarlet, and the hand holding the umbrella suddenly turned to meet him with an umbrella.

As his funeral product, the glass umbrella is extremely extraordinary, and its function is naturally not only to shield the sun, but its defensive power is also extremely terrifying.

But when the sword collided with the umbrella, it completely subverted the idea in his heart.

This sword seems to be plain, but it is terrifyingly strong.

The cold sword intent that rushed to his face was useless even if he was separated by an umbrella, and the terrifying power was transmitted to every corner of Bailian's body along the umbrella handle with the glass umbrella as a medium.

The object in front of him suddenly went black, and he flew upside down, just like the fawn knocked the boy out of the air.

He gripped the handle of the umbrella that had become cold and piercing at some point, and his body dragged a long trail of blood on the ground, but he still held the umbrella tightly.

Because once he lets go, he will melt into the sun like snowflakes.

Without a mouthful of blood, Brian's entire pupil was completely replaced by scarlet, and his consciousness was on the verge of collapse.

He held his umbrella and struggled to his feet.

On top of the umbrella, it was already covered with a thick layer of ice.

Blood trickled down his cheeks and hit the ground.

In the mountains and forests, I don't know when a thick frost fog appeared.

Not far in front of Bailian, the silver-white long sword flew out of the air on its own, and finally fell into the hands of a slender and slender prime.

A slender and tall figure slowly walked out through the thick fog, and the silver-white long sword in his hand stopped the sound of clear sound and became extremely quiet.

This woman was born very beautifully, with shaved shoulders and waist, but her face was pale at the moment, and her body was almost sickly, as if a gust of wind could gently blow it down.

There was a layer of gloom under the beautiful apricot eyes, and she looked a little lonely and lonely.

A red dress is beautiful and brilliant in the cold wind, like a beautiful flame in the frost and mist, but it also gives people a sense of dying, cold, and the end of the road.

She had a scabbard hanging from her waist, apparently the same as the scabbard of the sword in her hand.

In addition, behind her knife-like shoulders, there was a sword.

The sword was wrapped tightly in a black cloth, and it was impossible to see what it looked like.

Her curled and slender thick eyelashes fluttered slightly, and when her eyes flowed, she saw Bailian's inhuman and ghostly appearance, and her eyes did not show much emotion.

It's just that the corners of the mouth with perfect lips slightly lifted an arc: "Where did the ugly thing come from?" ”

She smiled beautifully, even if there was no smile in her eyes.

Hook your lips and smile toothily, as if you were wearing a mask of a smile.

What kind of expression was behind that mask, no one knows.

Hearing the girl's words, Brian subconsciously covered his face with his sleeves.

It's really strange, he knows that he is about to go crazy with a thirst for blood at this moment, and the last trace of clear consciousness is about to be shattered.

I don't know why, when he heard her words, he still subconsciously covered his ugly face.

It's as if ...... I don't want her to see her like this.

But he clearly knew that not long ago, the girl of the Orion family also saw the ugly and bloody appearance of his corpse.

At that time, he didn't really mind the frightened attitude of Orion and the Maiden.

The silver-white sword slowly returned to its sheath, and three things hung from the girl's waist.

Black jade, green jade wine jug, Qiankun bag.

The black jade is delicate and luxurious, carved with the pattern of a fiery red rosebird.

The jade pendant is tied with beads on the top, and the black tassel is on the bottom, which is quite ancient, and the green jade wine pot gently collides, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

The Qiankun bag is also embroidered with the pattern of a divine beast Vermilion Bird on the front, which looks like it complements the black ancient jade.

She took out a palm-sized coffin from the bag, held the coffin with one hand, and made a gentle tapping motion with the other.

Gently knocked on the coffin lid, the girl's beautiful apricot eyes bent slightly, beautiful crescent shape, and there was still no smile in her eyes.

But the tone is extremely gentle, and the gentleness is weird: "Shou, it's time to eat." ”

The girl holds the coffin.

Such a strange side can't help but make Baili feel relieved, as if he was caught in the heart by something.

It was cold and uncomfortable.

What's even more terrifying is that in a state of extreme thirst for blood, his body, without knowing whether he is alive or dead, walked step by step in the direction of the girl in red.

The lid of the coffin was opened, and the sound of babbling like a child's innocent whisper resounded throughout the forest.

The voice is innocent, but it makes the scalp tingle.

For with the sound of a voice, a scarlet tongue protruded from the coffin, and then quickly retracted.