206 The Man Without a Heart III

Wet, he picked up Jin Yingluo with both hands, and gently put the woman on Bai Ze's back, but he didn't let go of his hand, just hugged Jin Yingluo so tightly, and looked at her deeply, as if this glance was Yongjue.

After a long time, his heart trembled slightly and let go of his arm.

Bai Ze didn't know what love was, he only felt that at this moment, his heart seemed to have become another person, no longer the little demon who wanted to hide when he saw the fairy and scared away when the ghost saw it, just a fragile and amorous teenager.

After a long time, he finally reluctantly withdrew his gaze, and his mouth moved slightly, and he whispered something.

I saw a flash of blue light, and a paper crane flew up from his palm, swayed up in the wind and rain, and flew away into the distance.

Bai Ze's heart tightened, and he thought, "Isn't this demon Dao fooling me and delaying the time to move the rescuers?"

Suddenly, I heard Ji Xin whisper: "Send Yingluo to Wucheng Palace, give it to Li An for me, I want her to be unharmed." ”

Bai Ze hurriedly said: "What about the blood curse, when will you release the curse for me?"

He put on an unfathomable look again, with an awe-inspiring evil spirit, took out a white jade bottle and threw it to Bai Ze, and laughed in a low voice: "Tianji Ghost Bu is a word, you put this bottle away, and when you arrive at the palace, someone will naturally relieve the spell for you." ”

Not far away, the Northern Lights and the dragon are in a tight fight.

Bai Ze hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's go together, the Northern Lights have no time to stop us." ”

He shook his head and said, "Let's go!"

At this moment, there was a dense sound of footsteps all around, mixed with the sound of armor and weapons colliding with each other. A young man in a dragon robe braved the torrential rain and led the men and horses of the most elite unit of the forbidden army, the Suzaku Battalion, to surround the White Emperor Pavilion.

Bai Ze roared, setting off a gust of demonic wind, and countless tiles and floor tiles were swept into the air. The officers and men of the Suzaku Battalion were only slightly confused, and they all drew their bows and arrows.

Just listen to the sound of swishing and swishing, and the arrows go like shooting stars.

This is not an ordinary bow and arrow, it is a dark iron broken bow.

The reason why immortal cultivators dare not easily offend the emperors of the world is that they are afraid of the power of the Xuantie Breaking Bow, which can easily penetrate the protective aura of immortal cultivators, and it is difficult for immortals and demons to retreat.

With a long roar, his robe blew in the wind, and a dazzling blue light burst out from his body, and the vast mana rushed away in all directions to the west.

For a time, the officers and men turned on their backs, and the dense rain-like arrows flew back upside down, and the hundred-year-old trees around them were broken by their roots. The entire White Emperor Pavilion shook several times, and it collapsed with a bang, filling the air with smoke and dust.

In the chaos, Bai Ze rose up from the clouds with Jin Yingluo on his back, turned into a cloud of white mist, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

The young man in the dragon robe came out of the crowd, glanced at his heart, pursed his thin lips slightly, and asked the national teacher: "Is he Li Sanxiao, a ghost of heaven?"

The national teacher's face turned pale, and he saluted: "Your Majesty, he is a ghost, Weichen is incompetent, and several of the ghosts' accomplices have escaped." ”

Leaning on a half-collapsed painting wall, blood slowly oozing from the corners of his mouth, eyes, and ears, and he couldn't see clearly in the heavy rain, and was diluted by the rain in an instant.

In order to rescue Yingluo, Fang used the forbidden technique, and at this moment, the forbidden technique began to regurgitate, and the poison in the previous one also began to attack, and he felt a burst of collapse, as if the strength of his whole body was slowly withdrawing, and even his vision was a little blurred.

Ji Xin's eyes widened, and he still couldn't see what this legendary brazen man who ascended to the throne of God by worshipping King Wu Cheng as his father was like. Judging from the outline, Emperor Jiliang is rare and a little heroic.

Probably because he served as a border general, Ji Liang's skin is very dark, and only his eyes and teeth are particularly obvious in the dark night.

Ji Liang sneered slightly, and said: "I heard that the physiognomy, Taoism and martial arts of the ghost divination are all first-class in the world, I know astronomy, geography, and I have the ability to spy on the heavens, why didn't I even count my own death?"

I thought to myself: "The art of prediction is like chess, when you are watching, just because it has nothing to do with yourself, there is no interest involved, there is no emotional bondage, and under the clear insight, all the subtleties are like watching the fire." Once you enter the game, seven emotions are disturbed, and six desires are obscured. It is difficult to keep quiet, and naturally it is impossible to calculate accurately. ”

Therefore, since ancient times, Xiangshi has never speculated on his fate, even if it is a loved one, he has never calculated. First, it is not accurate, and secondly, if it is accurate, it is inevitable that there will be unsatisfactory things, and I can't help but change my life against the sky and put myself in a greater crisis. If it is light, it will lose life, and there will be five disadvantages and three shortcomings. If it is serious, it will be damned, and the ashes will be annihilated, and there will be no return.

He didn't bother to explain to the layman, he smiled and said, "It's just a lie, you claim to be the Son of Heaven, but you recognize Uncle Li as your father, is he the sky?"

Ji Liang's face sank like water, and he was about to speak, when he suddenly heard a muffled thunder explosion, and the figure of the giant dragon in the air suddenly dissipated, turned into a wisp of purple mist, and burrowed into the purple jade dragon pattern on the waist of the heart.

The Northern Lights are covered in blood, and their feet are flying down from high in the sky.

Rain, lightning, and wind were all far behind him.

When he saw the appearance of the Northern Lights, Ji Liang was taken aback, he didn't see them for a long time, the Northern Lights seemed to be fifty years old all of a sudden, not only his hair was white, but even his back was slightly hunched, and his face was full of ravines, only his eyes were still bright and deep, and he was very bright. His original appearance of Xiao Xiao and sparse, like an independent lone pine, can no longer find the slightest trace at this moment.

"Your Majesty, the time has come for me to speak of that important matter. As soon as the Northern Lights landed, he eagerly went to see the heart and confirmed that the little demon Dao was not dead, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "According to what I said before, the ghost will be at my disposal, and I will help Your Majesty complete that big thing." ”

I vaguely heard Ji Liang's voice say, "A word is a certainty." ”

He raised his head, the rain hit his face cold, and he was blown by the wind, and it was cold to the bone. The poison invaded the viscera, and the eyes of the heart suddenly went black, and I only heard human voices all around, as if the forbidden army was closing the team, and the crowd was dispersed. Only the streamer's qi machine is still firmly locked on itself.

He shuddered and thought to himself, "Northern Lights, this man is really cautious." ”

Ji Liang took the national teacher away, Borealis took out a bottle of elixir, poured out two pills, ate one for himself, and handed the other pill to the mouth of the heart.

The wings of his heart and nose moved slightly, and he didn't ask what kind of medicine it was, he swallowed it directly.

Northern Lights snorted and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will poison you?"

He smiled bitterly and said dejectedly: "If you want to kill me, you can't waste the elixir." The position where Elder Jin fell was deliberately controlled by you, you just wanted to borrow my hand to kill Elder Jin, make Yingluo hate me, and make me like you, and never return to Tianji Palace in this life. ”

Northern Lights sneered: "The love of children is long, and the hero's breath is short, I will help you cut off the love thread, isn't it?

He coughed violently, blood oozed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, he shook twice, stretched out his hand to hold on to the ruins on the side, and stopped talking.

The Northern Lights twisted out the silver needle, picked out the five fingertips of his left hand, lifted him upside down, and strode forward.

This vicious battle caused the houses to collapse, the flowers and trees to be destroyed, and the palace walls were in ruins. Although I can't see it, I can feel that there are many broken bricks and tiles on the ground, and the height is uneven.

As he walked, Northern Lights suddenly sighed lightly and said, "You are luckier than me, you trespassed into the Heavenly Oracle Lost City and secretly learned the Red Stream Forbidden Technique, Feng Qingyan only punished you to protect Li An for one month." Where is this punishment? It's just paving the way for you! Back then, I just peeked twice on the periphery of the Heavenly Oracle Maze, and Xiao Rong sealed my cultivation and punished me for not being able to speak for a hundred years. I couldn't be angry, I left Liangyi Mountain to travel the rivers and lakes without permission, but unfortunately I only had one friend like Xu Jingting in my life, until he died, I didn't say a word, he always thought I was dumb. ”

"I heard the master say that the master felt that you were not calm enough and wanted to temper your mind, and later he also felt that the punishment was too heavy, so he personally went down the mountain to find you, who knew that you had gone astray. The ancestor was very sorry that for this matter, the master trespassed into the Heavenly Oracle Maze when he was a child and smashed all the statues, and the master did not punish him. ”

As he spoke, his body suddenly spasmed, and black poisonous blood slowly seeped out from his fingertips, falling drop by drop on the ground and on the blades of grass by the roadside. He was dazed and felt that the Northern Lights seemed to be measuring something, and he only heard the Northern Lights whispering the dimensions while exclaiming, "This is the most perfect living puppet!"