Obviously, black and white impermanence has noticed movement in the distance, and it is floating quickly.

Spread out around Sidi and encircle the white devil.

As soon as the white devil's palm touched Si Di's sleeve, it was bounced away by two rays of black and white light at the same time.

Because the white devil was almost crazy, he didn't notice the two dungeon helpers who came suddenly, and they were bounced away from afar.

Si Di heard the muffled movement behind him, and quickly turned around with some shock and worry, and stood still in place.

The white devil clutched his aching chest, and his expression gradually cleared.

The red arrogance gradually dissipated, and the black and white eyes were as elegant as ever, with an indelible mark of vicissitudes.

The black eyes, black and white, looked at Si Di silently, and there was a touch of guilt and helplessness in his expression.

The white shadow in front of him was clearly another of him, but it wasn't him after all.

He shouldn't, and can't, pass on the pain he brought to the white shadow in front of him.

The figure of the white devil is obviously very similar to the figure in his memory, but he can't find the slightest feeling of warmth and love.

Even so, when Si Di saw that the white devil was injured, his heart still hurt a little uncontrollably.

"Are you alright?"

An indifferent voice, with a hint of compassion and concern.

The white devil clutched his chest, quickly suppressed the feeling of sadness and sadness in his heart, and looked at Si Di from afar with a dignified expression.

There was a faint nostalgia and sadness in those black eyes, but only a little reluctance and longing could be vaguely seen.

"It's okay, the demon and the underworld have never interfered with each other, hand over Yuan Yiyi to me one by one, and the matter will be over. ”

Yuan Yiyi heard the conversation between Sidi and the White Devil, only to realize that the White Devil had been injured in order to save himself.

The emotions of apology and self-blame shrouded in his heart, and Yuan Yiyi gave up on himself and let himself pull on the ground, no longer struggling.

The voice carried a faint worry and a rare trace of courage, and the fluttering tone was full of sonorous firmness.

"White Devil, are you injured? You don't have to worry about me, when they finish their investigation, I will return to the Demon Clan by myself. ”

The White Devil stood outside five or six trees, holding his chest with one hand, and the breath he exhaled was slightly unsteady.

The elegant voice seems to be indifferent, but in fact it is very meticulous and patient.

"If you go to the underworld, I'm afraid you'll have to stay there forever!"

Yuan Yi grabbed his long hat one by one, and his body swayed, floating back and forth in the air with the wind.

Tilting his head hard, he looked in the direction of the White Devil.

A pair of dark and bright eyes, with a look of concern and respect, a fluttering voice, gentle mixed with a hearty atmosphere.

"It's okay, White Devil, you're injured, leave first, I'll figure it out myself. ”

The White Devil shook his head lightly, his voice unexpectedly firm.

"Now that the matter has come to this, I will send the Buddha to the west. ”

In Si Di's slightly cold and indifferent gaze, black and white impermanence did not dare to continue to move.

Some stunned and stunned stood in place, looking at the two very similar figures, and there were many thoughts in their hearts.

As an immortal monarch, Si Di looked at a demon who did all kinds of evil with great respect at this moment, which was really weird and terrifying.

Bai Wuchang stood in place, looking at Hei Wuchang on the other side at a loss, his tone was soft and full of curiosity.

"What's going on?"

Hei Wuchang has always been calm and rational, but he is also a little confused at the moment.

"I don't know, just wait and see. ”

The White Devil continued to stir up the magic power, and the power was extremely fierce, without any pity, and quickly attacked towards Sidi.

Si Di easily avoided until he was a little unable to resist, and his body floated in the air with great difficulty.

Yuan Yiyi followed Sidi's movements, like duckweed, up and down in the air, swaying left and right.

A feeling of riding a roller coaster, under high-speed operation, the butt does not hit the ground at all, the whole body is helpless, instantly takes off, and falls quickly, which is simply exciting and terrifying.

Yuan Yiyi deeply understood from the family demon that it was difficult for the white devil to change after his mind was determined, so he had to keep his mouth shut and no longer add to the chaos.

Black Impermanence couldn't sit idly by, and instantly struck out, attacking from the side of the white devil.

Si Di's indifferent voice sounded in an instant, with a hint of regret and fierceness, and struck straight towards the black impermanence.

"Black impermanence, stop. ”

As soon as the movements in Hei Wuchang's hands converged, Si Di's words were like thick ink and heavy ink, painting a heavy and embarrassing stroke on his face.

For some reason, Si Di seemed to be very concerned about the white devil in front of him.

However, the White Devil is not so kind to Sidi.

It was obvious that the power in the hands of the white devil had not weakened in the slightest.

The White Devil didn't react to the sudden attack of the black impermanence, and suffered from the cold force from the underworld.

His body instantly weakened, shaking like chaff.

The white devil's face gradually turned pale, perhaps he was attacked by the chaotic aura of the underworld, and his expression was a little tired.

One hand slowly leaned towards the tree trunk next to him, his breathing was a little rapid, and he paused slightly, and did not speak again.

No matter how high the cultivation is, it is extremely difficult to win more with less.

It seems that Yuan Yiyi can't be saved today.

Si Di looked at the white devil who was similar to his mother, and there was regret and nostalgia in his heart, which was still existing.

I don't know what I've been through, but the White Devil is so merciless to himself.

It seems that the White Devil really doesn't know himself.

However, the figure in front of him was so familiar.

Si Di sighed slightly in his heart, and his good-looking eyes carried a hint of sadness and disappointment.

In an indifferent tone, there was a little regret and sigh.

"Yuan Yiyi will give it back to you one by one, don't follow me anymore. ”

Si Di looked at the little devil in his hand who was pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed, and there was a faint tenderness in his heart, but he didn't know where that emotion came from.

"Let's go. ”

An indifferent voice sounded above his head, and Yuan Yiyi raised his head in some surprise.

As soon as I looked up, I saw Sidi's smooth chin and angular jaw, and I was a little puzzled for a while, and it was difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

It's strange that the white shadow, who is honest and serious, actually let himself go so easily.

"Really?"

The white shadow didn't seem to want to say anything more, and let out a soft "um", and there was no emotion in the light words.

Throwing the hat in his hand into the distance, Yuan Yiyi gradually stabilized his body with the arc of the hat floating, standing in the lush but gloomy woods.

The white shadow carried the human soul, turned around in a dashing manner, and the back of Luo Tuo gradually disappeared in the rich woods.

The sun is shining, but it can't illuminate the entire forest.

The white figure walked silently into the distance, and the cool and mottled shadows of the trees fell on the body, looking deep and dignified.

The aura on Xu is white shadow was too calm and warm, and Yuan Yiyi floated in mid-air one by one, suddenly sensing two points of loneliness and sadness.

The white devil looked at the back of Si Di leaving, and his eyes that had always been calm and waveless showed deep guilt.

Slightly lowered his head, clutched his chest, and was speechless for a while.

Yuan Yiyi glanced at the white figure that was not stained with silk dust twice, and shook off the slight reluctance in his heart.

Drifting quickly towards the white devil on the side of the woods, carefully supporting the white devil to float in the direction of the demons.