When Jiang Ling walked under the tree, Bai Bing was squatting down, looking at the shadow's face seriously, and chuckled, "I won't be able to survive today if I don't come again."

Qingliu said in a shock, "How is it possible? I send him some demonic energy every day." He took the Black Demon Slash out of his body and handed it to Bai Bing's hand and said, "It's because of it. That day I fought with this shadow with my wounds. I couldn't beat it, so I could only sign a contract with it and worship it with my flesh and blood. When my injury heals, there will be demonic energy in my body. Anyway, the demonic energy is useless in my body, and it will mess up my demonic energy, so it's better to give it to him."

Bai Bing looked up at him and said, "No wonder the demonic aura on your body is not as pure as before. Do you know what the people who signed the contract with the Black Demon Sword are like?"

Speaking of this, Qingliu's face suddenly collapsed, she sat down on the ground with a dejected head, spread her hands, and said helplessly: "I'm dying miserable! I had no choice at that time. Either die immediately at the hands of the shadow or live for a while. What would you choose if you were?"

Bai Bing nodded and said, "You did it right. I'll think of another way to do the Black Demon Slash."

Qing Liu looked at him with gratitude, spontaneously trying to climb to Bai Bing with both hands and feet, holding Bai Bing's thighs and doing something without courtesy and shameless. But Jiang Ling was still in front of him. He held back with difficulty, clasped his fists and thanked him solemnly: "I am loyal! I will save my life by you."

Bai Bing placed his hand on Shadow's chest, absorbing the surrounding demonic energy to heal him, while curing the corners of his mouth and gently said, "Don't thank you so early."

Qingliu: "Hmm?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black air quickly appeared on Shadow's face. For ordinary people, this look must have been terminally ill and stepped into the Hall of Hell, but to Shadow, it was a sign of his reappearance of life.

At this time, his power as a master of the demon world suddenly emanated, and countless demonic aura floated from various places in rays and penetrated into his body.

The strong wind rose up on the ground, and the loquat tree behind the shadow was blown by the sudden demonic energy, making the branches and leaves dance wildly. The sky in this small courtyard suddenly became gloomy, and even the afternoon sun could not shine through the demonic energy he attracted.

Jiang Ling and Sun Hu and Liu Huizhu behind her were almost unable to stand in the wind. What was even more deadly was the sticky and thick demonic energy wrapped around her body, which made people feel depressed and had difficulty breathing. At this moment, Bai Bing waved at them, and the feeling of depression on the three of them disappeared.

Sun Hu's eyes were shining and he looked at him in admiration. Bai Bing made no sound, quietly standing aside as the demonic aura on the shadow became more and more intense. In just a moment, he was swallowed by the demonic aura.

At this time, the demonic energy in Qingliu's body could not be suppressed, as if attracted by the shadows, and couldn't help but take a step towards him. Bai Bing blocked him with one hand, and then he suddenly realized that he quickly took several steps back and murmured: "What's going on?"

Bai Bing: "Maybe it's because of his martial arts. If he is in a place with abundant demonic energy, you can't beat him."

Qingliu suddenly realized and took a few more steps back, his back almost touching the wall, as if he was talking to himself: "In the human world, I don't want to fight him anymore. I have no grudges with him, but he wants to fight with me, just like he has had grudges with me in his previous life."

Speaking of this, he paused, turned his head to look at Bai Bing with no distorted face, and asked, "But what are you doing? Are you saving him?"

Bai Bing smiled and nodded. Somehow, Qing Liu looked at his smile and suddenly felt a layer of goose bumps climbing up his back. He subconsciously took a few more steps back, and now he really stood against the wall. While looking at him with his eyes slanted, he was ready to fly away at any time. His eyes swept over Jiang Ling standing behind Bai Bing, and he felt that he was fussing that Bai Bing would not do anything out of order, so he asked unwillingly: "Are you planning to kill him?"

Bai Bing smiled and nodded again. Jiang Ling, who was not sure about the situation, was also infected by his smile. The two of them laughed together and looked at Qingliu gently.

Qingliu laughed dryly and thought to herself: Something is still wrong, why don’t you go back!

Just as he was about to step over the wall, he suddenly heard Bai Bing say, "Wait a minute, the matter is not over yet."

Qingliu's heart skipped a beat and almost cursed. The wind in the yard suddenly stopped, and the scorching afternoon sun shone on him again, making a heat in his heart. He looked back at Bai Bing impatiently and said, "What else? I just want to be a cow and a horse for you...Fuck!!!"

"Bai Bing!!!"

Qingliu roared with anger and exploded on the wall. He finally got his wish and got over it. Unfortunately, it was too late. As soon as he finished shouting, the dark shadow's cold face appeared in front of him, and without saying a word, he slashed it with one palm.

He hurriedly met, Qingliu rolled down the wall and fell into the neighbor's yard. By chance, there was a disrepaired cart in the yard of this family. The wheels were gone, and the wood was corroded by the rain and was ragged. He thought it was burned to the fire.

But no matter what, it is also a cart.

Qingliu fell on the broken cart, immediately turned over and stood up.

The shadow also came over the wall, stood on the top of the wall, looked down at Qingliu, and saw the cart under Qingliu.

At that moment, the shadow's eyes seemed to be on fire, and the resentment and anger inside seemed to have turned into real power. The broken cart rumbling and shattered under his eyes. Qingliu's eyes tightened, his steps slipped, and the person had already flew several feet away, shouting angrily: "I won't play with you anymore, a bunch of black-hearted guys!"

How could the shadow allow him to run away? He rushed down the wall and chased after him.

Jiang Ling stood in the yard, looking at the loquat tree, then looking at the wall, and worriedly said, "Qingliu is still injured. If that demon hurts him again..."

Bai Bing smiled and cut off her words: "It's okay, Qingliu needs more training. With me here, he won't be able to do anything."

Jiang Ling then breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't know that Qingliu had been chased by the demon, how could Bai Bing ensure that he was fine if he didn't move his troops? But Bai Bing said it was fine, so it should be fine if he was fine.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ling turned around with great care and waved to the two dumb chubby companions, comforting him: "It's okay, don't worry."

This time, Liu Huizhu and Sun Hu couldn't rest assured. The instinct of survival made them want to run out immediately.

Jiang Ling smiled slowly, walked over and grabbed Liu Huizhu's hand, and was about to comfort her, when he suddenly heard a crackling and banging sound from next door, mixed with Qingliu's roar of roar.

"Are you a dog? Why do you always chase me and bite me?"

Jiang Ling couldn't calm down now. She looked at Bai Bing inquiring eyes. Bai Bing shook her head slightly, indicating that she didn't have to worry. At this moment, there was movement on the wall.

Qingliu transformed into a black afterimage, jumped over from the wall and plunged into the loquat tree in the yard in one breath.

The shadow then crossed the wall, and was about to climb up the tree and continue fighting with Qingliu, but suddenly felt a sluggish sensation around his body and slowed down.

He suddenly looked up and found that there was a circle of white flames around him at some point, and the demonic energy was completely burned by the flames. Bai Bing, not far away, stretched out a hand and held a cluster of small white flames in his palm.

Shadow finally gave up on finding Qingliu to settle the score.

He landed in the yard, looked at the burning flames beside him coldly, and snorted without saying a word.

The next moment, Bai Bing's other hand suddenly flashed with silver light, one foot taller than one person, and a large piece of jade-like silver stick appeared on his hand.

Bai Bing gently inserted the silver staff to the ground, and the strong wind rose, sweeping across the courtyard, and the shadow's eyes became dim and unclear in the gust of wind.
Chapter completed!