After the ancestor bound the Shenhao system, it was broken

"Otherwise, you will find someone to replace her now!"

"……Yes."

After the leading man in black left, the Flame Horse continued to drag them along.

The man with the severed hand sneered, and looked at Xu Kexing with vicious eyes, "You wait, I will deal with you when I go back!"

Xu Kexing seemed to know what his intentions were, and looked worriedly at Xu Lulu who had fainted on the sand, and knelt down without hesitation.

"I'm sorry, brother, we know we're wrong, don't... don't hurt her, I'll listen to you... please!"

The man's contemptuous eyes fell on her, and a sinister smile curled up on the corner of his lips.

"Okay, I'll spare her life." The man turned around and walked towards Xu Lulu, pulling out a long sword from his waist as he approached.

"don't want!!!"

The long sword that was shining coldly was held tightly in the man's hand, and he swung it down without hesitation.

"what--"

Xu Lulu, who had fainted, was completely awakened by the pain.

She seemed to be aware of something, her hands couldn't feel it, her pupils shrank, her face was as pale as a corpse, she rolled her eyes and passed out again.

Seeing this, everyone gasped.

Even the woman in black who had spoken arrogantly before couldn't help shaking her body at this time, her eyes were full of fear.

Only Xu Kexing and Xu Shangqing had no fear in their hearts.

Xu Shangqing and the others struggled many times, but they couldn't do anything when they wanted to rush over.

For a moment, helplessness enveloped them.

Xu Shangqing and the others were very desperate, with a hint of regret, if they hadn't been impulsive when they met these men in black.

If there is no rush to rescue these princes and ladies, maybe they will not end up in such a situation.

Now not only can't even save people, but they themselves are implicated.

The demon clan lost so many people, and the general of the demon clan died at the hands of the man in black. How should they explain to their ancestors and Zhou Yanyu?
Xu Duanyan's eyes were red with anger, his chest was filled with anger and hatred towards them, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "I will kill you!"

The man who threw Xu Lulu on the flame horse's back snorted coldly.

"You can say this in your next life!"

……

A group of people were pulled into a new world by the flame horse beast, and in the blink of an eye, they came to a place with lush branches and fragrant birds and flowers.

The refreshing air rushed in, dispelling the heat from everyone's bodies, as if the desert was an illusion before.

"Saint." The men in black said in unison.

Hearing this address, all the people who were pushed to the ground and squatting raised their heads together, only to see a white figure walking towards this side.

The headed man in black looked respectful, slightly cupped his hands at the woman in white and said, "There is still a last wave, and the saint can do it."

"Very good!" The woman in white nodded in satisfaction, and casually glanced at the two groups of people.

The next moment, she froze.

At this time, Xu Shangqing also met her gaze, and there was a flash of disgust in his eyes without any concealment.

Xu Duanyan next to him couldn't hold his breath. After seeing the face of the woman in white, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Nightingale!"

She didn't panic at all when she was recognized.

Nightingale nodded calmly, with a little complacency in her tone, "Xu Shangqing, Xu Duanyan, long time no see."

She was standing tall in a fine attire, and the man she had never wanted before was squatting on the ground in a state of embarrassment, which made Nightingale feel extremely satisfied.

"Are you an evil cultivator?"

Hearing this, Ye Yingying pursed her lips and smiled lightly, and looked at Xu Duanyan with foolish eyes.

"Now I am a high-ranking saint, admired by thousands of people, so what about evil cultivators?"