The next second,

"Bang--!"

The sword in the guard's hand was broken and destroyed, and it turned into ashes inch. And his body seemed like a kite with a broken string, flew out several meters away, and fell heavily on the ground, covering his heart in pain and spitting out a mouthful of blood!

The blood-clothed figure fell to the ground indifferently, the clothes fluttered and the wind flew, the eyebrows and eyes were free and evil.

"Master!"

The guard did not care about being seriously injured, and got up from the ground in panic, knelt on the ground in a panic, and said in panic.

A messy feeling in my heart,

How could the Lord appear here...

Ranbai ignored him completely, his eyes fell on Yu Chen, and after a while, a curve of his lips curled up, just like the first time he met, the arrogant and evil spirited wanton, "Master."

The wind blows quietly.

The two looked at each other.

The immortal king narrowed his eyes and nodded indifferently. The clean snow-clothed dress that was untainted by dust reflects the dark night behind him, and it seems out of place, as if a god who has fallen into the abyss.

Ranbai just called out and said nothing. Feng Qingyun looked away and looked at the guard kneeling on the ground tepidly. His gaze was dark and deep, and it was unpredictable. It seemed to suppress the dark mist that slowly sank, and slightly pulled the corners of his lips as red as blood, with a low tone: "What are you?"

The guard's face was as pale as death, and his body almost shook into a sieve. "Subordinate, I don't know that the Lord knows this person, I know this..."

Before he could finish his words, his voice trembled so much that it stopped abruptly.

The sword light swept out.

Death instantly.

There was no slight wave on the dyed white face, and it was impossible to tell that I had just started to deal with a person, as if I had stepped on an ant to death.

She turned around and looked at Yu Chen.

He bent his eyebrows and could not see the cold-blooded and cruel bloody meaning just now. He walked to the immortal king, grabbed his hand, and slowly linked his fingers, with a little bit of strong coldness and hardness, "Master, come with me."

Yu Chen was silent and let her moves go.

Ranbai lowered his eyes and looked at the Soul Shang in Yu Chen's hand, and curled the corners of his lips.

Leading people all the way to the palace of the Demon Realm.

The palace is so vast that it looks empty and cold, with a gorgeous and elegant black and red scent without a trace of temperature.

The throne wrapped around thorns is carved with complicated patterns, symbolizing supreme power.

Ranbai directly pressed the Immortal Lord on the throne. Yu Chen paused for a moment, and his back was cold. He calmly pressed the girl's slender wrist. Because of the angle, he slightly raised his eyes to look at the Demon Lord standing there. His voice was always cold: "Why did you kill someone just now?"

Ranbai narrowed his eyes slightly, and the peach blossom eyes were shimmering and evil. He looked at the figure on the throne from a high place, then supported Yu Chen with one hand and pressed his fingers on the throne on the throne, directly trapping the person in front of him. His voice was low, revealing a bit of carelessness and proper cold blood: "He is disrespectful to his master. Damn it."

The immortal king's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Too much killing will affect the six-generation cycle of reincarnation and harm others and oneself.

He didn't want Ranbai to have a barrier when he was killed.

So sometimes, Yu Chen is more willing to do it himself, and he doesn't want to stain the blood on his hands.

"Will the master ask his disciples about this question as soon as he meets him?" The Demon Lord was wearing black and red clothes, with gorgeous and bizarre colors intertwined, and was particularly cold and evil. His skin was sickly pale, and his appearance was stunning and stunning. He was extremely aggressive.

At this moment, she lowered her long eyelashes slightly, trapping the person on the throne lazily. She leaned slowly down and pressed down. Their clothes overlapped together. In a strong contrast, she slowly approached Yu Chen. Her red and blood-wobbed lips almost stroked Yu Chen's ears, as if she was complaining, her tone was cold and lingering: "It's really sad."

Such an aura was not warm at all, hitting his ears, making Yu Chen a little uncomfortable. He had never been used to explaining his behavior with others. At this moment, his fingertips paused, wanted to push Ranbai away, and said coldly: "Get up and talk."

"I don't." Ran Bai lazily encircled him. The bad intentions of playing tricks on Duanyuan Peak did not change at all. He didn't let go of anything and refused.

The girl's fair jaw pressed on the cold and thin left shoulder of the immortal king, rubbing against his neck like a cat, vaguely revealing the danger and possessiveness of a hunter. Her long eyelashes drooped down, her curves were so attractive that it covered the blue-black under her eyes. Because she had made a decision in recent days, she had never rested day and night to rectify the demon world, and her eyebrows were three-point lazy and tired, but the breath made people feel cold and not warm, like a hunter ready to go. She approached his ear and asked, "So many days, Master doesn't want me?"

Yu Chen saw the darkness in her eyes, and laziness was on the tip of her eyebrows. He closed his eyebrows and his fingertips gently brushed the corners of her eyes, and asked coldly: "Is he very tired in the Demon Realm recently?"

He actually wants to say,

If she doesn't like it, she can go back to Duanyuan Peak at any time.

What he said at the Fairy Sword Conference that day was not only what he said to outsiders, but also to her.

Become a teacher for a lifetime.

But when he said something, he changed because of his usual cold and restrainedness.

"I'm not tired when I think of Master." Ranbai said with a smile, tightening his circle, almost pressing the weight of his body on Yu Chen. The two of them overlapped on the throne, reflecting the dark and cold color that set off her eyebrows and eyes. A bit of inexplicable danger lingers in her murmurs: "The master hasn't told his disciple yet, do you think I miss me?"

Yu Chen was quiet for a moment, his eyes were dull and he didn't speak.

Even Duanyuan Peak is full of her shadow.

How could I not want to?

"I think about Master very much." Ran Bai smiled and reached out and pinched the Immortal Lord's cold white jaw, gently lifted it up, and his movements showed a bit of frivolous and ambiguous wantonness. His bright red lips slowly approached Yu Chen's ears. The words lingering between his lips and teeth were said from her mouth, which brought three more lingering and dangerous evil. As the tail sound fell, she gently bit the fair earlobe of the Immortal Lord and half held it in her mouth.

The immortal king's body stiffened, and the moisture in his earlobes almost trembled in an instant, and then it was an unbearable strange numbness that swept across his body.

His fingertips subconsciously softened a little, and he reached out to hold Ranbai's wrist.

Ranbai's movements were playful and straightforward. After conscious of Yu Chen's silent stiffness, he laughed softly, grabbed his wrist and pressed it aside, and half forcedly raised his jaw, causing Yu Chen to raise his eyes slightly.
Chapter completed!