"A Yue, you can't treat me like this..."

Li Liancheng hates the word "elephant" the most, not to mention that he can't stand it when he goes to parade in Wulu in an infinite cycle!

A holy figure in white clothes appeared in his mind...

If she knew that she was a eunuch and saw her most unbearable side, he would rather die now than die now. He would rather be cut into pieces countless times.

Li Liancheng had no tendons, veins, dantian and martial roots in his body, and could not use the mysterious power of martial arts to commit suicide, so he thought of biting his tongue and committing suicide.

The blood protector wearing a hat stepped forward, and his fingers quickly pinched Li Liancheng's jaw, forcing him to open his mouth, stuffed the strange pupils of the god and demon plaque he had picked up from the ground into Li Liancheng's mouth, and poured a bottle of potion into him, and said with a smile:

"This is a handsome and handsome man's potion. If you take this medicine, you will lose all over for half a year. Not only that, it also has the effect of fasting pill. Even if you don't eat, you can still live well and last for half a year. In addition, you can also refresh your mind and brainwash it, ensuring that you can't sleep every night and you will wake up more than anyone else. When you wake up, you will find your dirty and failure. That is the most unforgettable. Lord Li, what I said is right?"

Li Liancheng's throat was blocked by the gods and demons' pupils, and he could not speak at all, nor could he close his mouth.

But his consciousness became more and more clear, and this extreme awakening made him fall into endless panic.

For a failed eunuch, being sober is tantamount to killing people.

Chu Yue looked at Li Liancheng indifferently, but there was no pain in her heart of victory.

Even the victory with the least sacrifice is based on the situation where someone sacrifices.

Even if Li Liancheng's five horses were dismembered and slapped thousands of times, she would not be able to exchange for her Senior Sister Yan.

Chu Yue lowered her slender bloody eye wings, and her light purple eyes spread out in a circle of painful and painful scarpments, and the edges of her eyes were full of red color.

Her fingers stroked the Nine Dragon Soul Chain on her right wrist, and all the past was vivid in my mind, and tears fell down uncontrollably.

If you think about it carefully, you will find that as early as Shenxuan Academy, Yan Hongyuan had been looking at her again and again with the desire to speak but stopping.

No wonder she couldn't help but feel sympathy in front of Yan Hongyuan, all of which came from the bond between dreams and dreams.

elder sister.

If you don’t look back, how can you meet you?

...

Chu Yue felt sad from her heart, and the man beside her embraced her. The true power of the Martial God Realm poured into her body like a tsunami, warming her.

"There is also a martial god in Jixia Academy." Ye Mohan said.

Chu Yue sucked her red nose lightly, nodded, and looked at the last martial god in Jixia Academy, who was the one who always wore a cloak like a mousse.

Bai Guardian said: "If you are willing to surrender, Ye Jian Emperor and Ye Zhanzong may save your life and give you a chance to continue to serve Ling Tian."

"Responsible... Ling Tian..."

Under the cloak, an extremely hoarse voice came.

The man walked towards Chu Yue.

Mu Fengming, Blood Protector and others subconsciously protected Chu Yue.

"Let her come--"

Chu Yue spoke indifferently, and then everyone gradually retreated to the side, but did not put aside their guard against the cloaked warrior in Jixia Academy.

The other party stopped in front of Chu Yue three steps away and let out a low laugh, "Senior Sister Yan, you don't even want your life for her, Ye Chuyue, and you have plotted against us in order to protect her. You are so cruel. In your eyes, we will never be as good as Ye Chuyue..." At the end of the conversation, the laughter was full of bitterness and self-deprecating.

These words made the warriors around him confused.

The man raised his hands wearing black leather gloves, took off the gloves, and exposed his hands with scars that were only red tendons.

The skin is very thin and droops on the bones, with not much flesh and blood, only abrupt blood tendons that make people creepy, and at the same time it is morbid and pathological, quite scary.

This hand took off the thick cloak, revealing the face with bloody tendons crisscrossing blood. One eye was the strange golden red light of the eyes, the other eye was the wolf's eyes, the blood mist was like a wild beast, and the head of gray-white hair was as scattered casually.

Chu Yue narrowed her eyes tightly.

Although it is difficult to distinguish the other person's face, you can vaguely recognize him as an old friend of Shenxuan Academy from his eyebrows and eyes.

In the old days, among the disciples of the Shenxuan Academy, the thirty-six evil spirits led by Yan Hongyuan were famous in the top ten academies and countries.

This Dugu Lan is the Netherworld disciple of Yan Hongyuan, one of the thirty-six evil spirits.

Dugu Lan's eyes burst into tears, staring at the Nine Dragon Soul Chain on Chu Yue's wrist.

"Senior Sister Yan, at the beginning, we won the thirty-six Evils for your birth and death. Later, you had to leave the courtyard and go to Jixia Academy, and we will never give up on our lives and death and follow you forever. In your eyes of Yan Hongyuan, we are just a bet you used to win the trust of Li Liancheng. You had long expected that Li Liancheng would be unfavorable to Ye Chuyue, and you have never been loyal to Jixia Academy. But for the trust of you father and daughter, we both died, nothing."

The reason why Yan Hongyuan brought the Thirty-Six Evils was because she had no relatives and no reason. Thirty-Six Evils were the only relatives. Only in this way could Li Liancheng believe in her absolute loyalty.

Dugu Lan laughed out loud.

She has experienced repeated tortures before she became the so-called God of Martial Arts.

As long as she is for Yan Hongyuan, she will have no regrets.

But Senior Sister Yan said she would die, hoping that Ye Chuyue would survive, but she didn't tell them how to survive without Yan Hongyuan's thirty-six evil spirits.

Behind Dugu Lan, one cloaked man after another came, all of whom were the thirty-six evil spirits under Yan Hongyuan’s command.

But there are only a dozen left.

They took off their cloaks and revealed their broken orphaned faces.

"There is no Yan Hongyuan in the world, how can there be the thirty-six evil spirits in the underworld that are powerful in all directions?"

Dugu Lan smiled at Chu Yue, "Ye Chuyue, I am not as good as you, but I am unwilling to accept it, and I am not willing to die."

She pulled out the dagger and pierced into her throat without hesitation.

"Senior Sister Yan, Lan'er is here to accompany you to the underworld."

“…”

Even if I hate it, I don’t want my senior sister to go to Jiuyou alone to meet Yan Luo!

The sharp dagger was about to crack his throat, and the dragon roar suddenly rose, and a sword light hit her hand, and the dagger flew out.

Dugu Lan stared at Chu Yue and Ye Mohan with her eyes widened and asked, "Do you want me to be worse than death? Do you want to humiliate me like the humiliation of Li Liancheng? Come on, I am not afraid of death, nor are I afraid of being humiliated."

"Sorry, it's my fault."

Chu Yue looked straight into Dugu Lan's eyes and sighed softly. There was no such thing as before and no longer the pride and proudness of the past, only a little guilt gathered in her soul.

Dugu Lan was stunned.

The remaining thirty-six evil spirits were stunned.
Chapter completed!