Fortunately, the Penglai thief is almost wiped out.

Only a few cunning people were left, hiding and escaping in the city, waiting for everyone to search again, and they would never escape so easily.

It's a miserable victory.

To be honest, the level of the fight has been much better than everyone expected.

They came to An with the enlightenment of dying from battle here.

"Ao"

On the edge of the thick fog, the green phoenix flying eagle gathered its wings and glided on the mountain ghost's arm. She yelled at the mountain ghost twice anxiously, and turned her head to look at the other side.

The expression under the mountain ghost mask changed, and he held Chengying instead and rushed toward the place.

Hua Qing was stunned for a moment and hurriedly followed.

In the direction in front of the two of them, a blazing sky fire was falling on the ground, and the fire was burning.

Qingqing, there!

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Time rolled back a little, before half a stick of incense.

Qingqing had just let go of her hand and watched the shaking sword fly into the sky above her head with the tiger's roar.

She guessed that it was her senior brother who was summoning the knife.

But she quickly focused her attention around her. There was a person carrying her, running out of the city on the half-icy water surface, without seeing her face in this position.

However, he can recognize his identity from the strange red light he held in his left hand.

"Let me down!"

Qingqing shouted, "You Wuming, who has always listened to her, but she did not stop, but instead accelerated her speed.

The young junior sister was so angry that she simply used the Dragon Bounding Achievement, and the Flowing Feng Qi shield was covering her body. With another bang, she separated her and You Wuming. Qingqing jumped back twice with light movements, and was falling on a piece of floating ice.

With a light tweaked hands behind the waist, two short swords with different shapes were held in reverse.

She is no longer the rookie who was bullied by the world and has gained combat experience. She also learned the Fan family's unique skills and learned the lost swordsmanship from the laity.

Qingqing is no longer a man from Wu Xia Ameng. Although he is young, he is not the best group of warriors in the world, but he is no longer a person in the pool.

The two short swords were held in an interlaced manner, their bodies sank slightly, and their big braids swayed behind them, looking a bit mastery.

"You, stop making trouble!"

You Wuming holds Que Xie on weekdays. If it is not in a state of fighting, one eye will always be red and the other eye will remain blue, which means that he has not been dominated by Que Xie.

But at this time, it was not just for some reason. The young man's eyes were red.

The body is still trembling abnormally.

The evil in his left hand also made waves of ghost howlings, which were abnormally active.

"Hurry up, follow me! I will send you away! Here, it's dangerous!"

You Wuming said to Qingqing in front of you anxiously:

"Someone wants to harm you! You shouldn't come."

"Who wants me to harm?"

Qingqing looked at the seemingly abnormal You Wuming, and she asked:

"The thieves in the city have been broken, and the Hu Ben Guard and your northern demon soldiers have been wiped out. Who else will harm me except your Brother Zhang Chu?"

You Wuming bit his lip without saying a word.

His posture and his strange state at this moment made Qingqing realize something was wrong. The little mute in front of him seemed to be fighting against the magic knife in his hand.

"He sent you to kill me?"

Qingqing is also a smart person and immediately judged the situation in front of her.

"No, I don't, hurt you."

You Wuming shook his head and took a step back. The magic knife in his hand buzzed even more, as if he was urging, seducing, or scolding.

"Shut up!"

The young man who had never treated such a rude manner had never been treated so rudely, bowed his head and shouted at the magic knife in his left hand.

This burst of rebuke seemed to make Kuo Xie stunned for a moment.

After a moment of quietness, an even more majestic blood light burst out from the magic knife.

The blood light turned into yarn and wrapped around the young man, like a blood-clothed armor, wrapping him tightly.

"Clang"

The young man half-kneeled on the ground, supported himself with his left hand but was evil in front of him. His whole body trembled constantly, his blood and energy flowed backwards, and he was in great pain.

It was angry!

This young man who is ungrateful dares to speak to it like this!

Zhang Moye never yelled at it!

This is the first time since taking over Quexie that he was so roughly pulled into the illusion of the blood sea by Quexie. This magic knife is well-versed in people's hearts, and You Wuming regards it as a friend and never hides it from it.

The magic sword knew that You Wuming was very entangled at this time.

He has to make a difficult choice.

Between the Magic Sword, Zhang Chu and Fan Qingqing, choose the same or two things.

He must make a choice, which will determine his future life.

It doesn't matter to Zhang Chu.

But Xie never liked that coward, but it did not allow it and was abandoned!

I have been abandoned once, and I have been abandoned by Zhang Moye.

Although Zhang Moye relied on the ability of sword jade to suppress it, after many years of war, Xie admired Zhang Moye's heroic posture of fighting with a knife countless times.

It felt that Zhang Moye was not bad and was qualified to wave it.

Unfortunately, when it was preparing to follow someone for the first time since it was forged, Zhang Moye gave up on it without hesitation, not only gave up on it, but also gave up on his bloodthirsty life of killing.

Pooh!

That's a coward, too.

Since then, Que Xie has been quietly staying in the Blood Demon Cave, waiting for the next sword-holder, cruelly torture those who try to take charge of it, cruelly drive them crazy, suck their blood, and then shatter their greedy souls.

It enjoys it.

It is a magic knife, and this is what it should do!

Until one day, it met a person who was completely different from Zhang Moye, a boy who was pure in mind, without any distractions, and could talk to the knife.

It lured the boy to approach it, ready to torture this unique soul a little more.

Unexpectedly, the boy really accepted it without reservation.

hehe.

So simple.

Maybe, I can trick him into being a knife slave.

But Xie thought so at the beginning and did the same.

But at this moment.

The idea of ​​the Magic Sword took a 180-degree turn. You Wuming had the idea of ​​giving up it. It knew, but it did not allow it!

It does not allow it, and it will be abandoned again for the second time!

Since You Wuming can't make a choice, and Zhang Chu is not by his side, then...

Make your own choice!

"Buzz"

The magic knife whistled lightly.

When Yu Wuming, who was wrapped in blood-light battle robe, raised his head, what caught Qingqing's eyes were a pair of violent eyes like a red-eyed evil ghost, completely losing his mind.

Qingqing's mind trembled a little at this moment. Her breath was full of richness and bloody smell, which made her almost feel sick. Her legs wanted to move, but she couldn't move.

"Run!"

You Wuming shouted at the top of his lungs.

The second half of this tone turned into a roar like a wild beast.

Shen Qiu once said that if you still carry the evil spirit, you will lose control one day and turn into the most terrifying blood Shura.
Chapter completed!