Hei Yi's gaze fell on the white-clothed one, as for Wei Shisan and Xiao Baiyan, they didn't look at it, and directly ignored the past, even taking the red-clothed Qingyu beside them.

In his eyes, Wei Shisan and Xiao Baimian were like ants that could be pinched to death with their hands, and naturally they were not afraid of them running away.

"It's time to put an end to this farce. ”

Hei Yi put down the flute in his hand, his bone-like palm poked out of his cuffs, his five fingers bent into the shape of eagle claws, and the wide black robe hunted in the air, volleyed into the air, and went straight towards the woman in white.

In his eyes, the woman in white was the one who posed the greatest threat to them, and as for the others, they were just a swarm of ants.

Suddenly, he noticed that the scene around him suddenly changed, and he was in a palace, which was magnificent and magnificent.

The palace is brightly lit, and at the top is a bench made of pure gold carved with dragons and phoenixes, high above, as if the emperor is looking down on the courtiers below.

On both sides of the main hall stood a row of black-robed people, all of whom lowered their heads, did not say a word, and did not make any movements.

In front of him stood a black-robed man standing with his hands in his hands, wearing a mask of blue fangs on his face, a grimace with a clearly visible crack in the center of his eyebrows.

"Lord?"

A chill rose from the bottom of Heiyi's heart, and cold sweat seeped out directly from his back under the black robe. He stared at the ghost-faced man in front of him with a frightened face, a little incredulous at the scene in front of him, but thinking of the vast power of the Lord, he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

"Black One, Black Two, Black Three, Black Four, the Holy Son you brought back this time is very perfect, and if you make a great contribution, you can directly jump two levels and be promoted to the protector of the temple. ”

The ghost-faced man turned around with his hands in his hands, took a step and slowly stepped up the stairs, sitting on the golden chair, leaning forward, his eyes fixed on the terrified Black One, Black Two, Black Three, and Black Four below. The voice was loud and majestic, like the roar of a bell.

"Thank you, Lord!"

......

The figures of Black One, Black Two, Black Three, and Black Four stopped in mid-air at the same time, and their hands were still making an attacking gesture, and the ugly faces under the black robe were full of horror.

Yan Qingzhao was slightly stunned at first, but then came to his senses, and when his slender hands jumped, the rhythm of the music on the guqin accelerated, and the four fierce energies went straight towards the four black-robed people.

"Puff puff!"

The sound of four swords entering flesh sounded, and the four black-robed men flew upside down in response, falling heavily on the ground, and blue-gray blood spilled out of their mouths.

"Huh?" Hei Yi broke free from the illusion at this time, squinted his eyes slightly, and his puzzled gaze swept over everyone, and finally landed on Qingyu, who was sweating slightly on his forehead.

Only then did he notice the girl in the red dress.

"Illusion?" he didn't know at this time that he had fallen into an illusion just now.

"This little girl is a little interesting, and it is also a great achievement to take it away and hand it over to the lord, so much!" A greedy look flashed in Hei's eyes, and he laughed evilly.

With their bodies, they naturally do not fear the attacks of ordinary people in the world, and even those great powers may not be able to help them.

The four of them glanced at each other tacitly, and then one of them headed towards the white-clothed Yan Qingzhao again, and the other two went in the direction where Wei Shisan and them were.

The four Huo Tong, who struggled up, were beaten upside down by the two black-robed men and flew out again, and fell unconscious on the side of the road, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

"桀桀桀~"

The two black-robed men slowly approached Wei Thirteen and the three of them with paces, not in a hurry.

Hei San saw that the three of them were all pale, and there was a playful look in his eyes, he liked to approach these ant-like people slowly, and he liked to see their frightened looks. Every time at this time, he has a perverted pleasure in his heart, and he enjoys it. The lives of these weak people are in their own hands, and the feeling of taking control of other people's lives is really happy.

Yan Zhen and Qing Yu's faces were all pale, and Wei Shisan's performance was even worse, the hand holding the wooden sword was trembling, his calves and stomach were trembling, and even his teeth were trembling.

He was a little scared, no, very scared.

He thought that ninety percent of his little life was going to be explained here today.

When he thought of this, the fear in his heart gradually faded. Anyway, it's a dead end, it's better to struggle. Even if his life is no longer valuable, he can always exchange it for a mouthful of flesh and blood of a black-robed man.

Wei Shisan's expression was tragic, like a lion at the end of the road, like a king who died under the sunset.

"I'll hold them back, you two hurry up. He whispered to the two women. After saying a word, he crossed his arms and crossed his sword, blocking in front of the two women.

At this moment, he is a peerless swordsman.

In the pupils of Black Four and Black Three was the figure of Wei Thirteen. Their eyes were full of disdain, this kid who stood in their way was so weak that he didn't even have the qualifications to make them look at each other.

"桀桀桀~"

Hei San had an idea in his heart, he wanted to play with this weak and powerless teenager for a while.

He said in a hoarse and gloomy voice like cold iron, "If you can break the light curtain in front of me, you will all be able to walk out of this cloud mountain. ”

After speaking, his bone-like palm waved in front of him, and a half-arc blue-gray light curtain appeared in front of him. He bent forward, leaning his ugly face against the light curtain, as if to say come and hit me.

Hei Si on the side frowned slightly, dissatisfied with this guy's behavior. But he also knew about Heisan's perverted psychology, and finally decided to let him go.

"What do you say?" Wei Thirteen's teeth trembled and collided up and down. Something inexplicable erupted in his gaze, as if he was about to devour Hei San in the next moment.

Hei San saw the raging anger in the young man's eyes, and the corners of his mouth were full of mockery, "You can break the light curtain in front of me to have the qualifications to negotiate with me." ”

Wei Shisan fell silent, took a deep breath, and then spit it out, calming his mood. He gripped the wooden sword in his hand and strode towards the light curtain.

"Don't!" Xiao Baimian and Qingyu grabbed Wei Shisan's sleeve almost at the same time.

"He's teasing you. ”

There were tears in the eyes of the little white face.

Wei Shisan turned his head to look at Hei San and Hei Si, who were full of contempt, and then turned his head to look at the same undominant situation on the side of the evil woman. He smiled, looked at the little white face Yan Zhen and said, "I naturally know that he is teasing me, but I can't do anything, this is the sorrow of the weak." ”

After Wei 13 finished speaking, he pulled away the hands of the two women who were clutching his cuffs, and turned around towards the light curtain in front of Hei San. Majestic, high-spirited, and generous to death.

He remembered a sentence from the book.

A strong man would rather die generously than bend over and bend his knees to survive.

Today, he will be a strong man.