I see You Lian is the ally

Hua Jiao was busy casting spells to hide his whereabouts, and saw Que Sheng walking in with a cold face and hands behind his back at the turbulence of the barrier.

Seeing him walking away, Huajiao sneaked out quietly before the barrier was completely closed. Unexpectedly, they met Xue Di and Wuzhi Qi.

Huajiao had never met Wu Zhiqi before, but she recognized the monster at a glance because of its strange appearance, white hair and ape-like appearance.

Wuzhi Qi had been captured by Tianshu Division and imprisoned in Fierce Prison, but since Que Sheng could possess Zhou Ling, it was no problem to rescue him.

The two demons came with Que Sheng, and because they were walking a little slower, they happened to meet Huajiao on the narrow road.

Xue Di raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Isn't this Alliance Leader Jiang? Where are you going in such a hurry?" His eyes passed over the corners of his cheeks, and he said, "Drinking the poison of poison beads, you will know how to do it." Is it worth your sacrifice to save your life? Our Lord has found a magical elixir for you to temporarily suppress the poison. Leader Jiang should go back as soon as possible."

Huajiao stopped, glanced at him contemptuously, raised his hand and pulled out the wild goose wing knife, ready to fight.

Right now, she didn't have time to talk nonsense with him.

Huajiao raised his hand to cast a spell, and the wild goose wing knife flew towards Xue Di.

This was not the first time she had encountered such a dragon's pool and a tiger's den.

The night wind blew up the corners of her clothes, and not far away was the slowly setting sun. The last ray of light illuminated the sharp murderous intent in her eyes.

She was glad that she had escaped from the enclosed underground. On the surface, her chances of escape were much greater.

The Wild Goose Wing Knife rushed towards him, but Xue Di used a spell to avoid it, and the blade almost passed by the skin of his neck.

Xue Di touched his neck with lingering fear, and said to Wuzhiqi beside him: "Wuzhiqi, the Lord personally rescued you from the prison. I will sell my favor tonight for the opportunity to perform meritorious deeds. , give it to you."

Wuzhiqi snorted and jumped towards the painting corner.

Previously, Tang Ning and Gongshu Yu had fought against Wuzhi Qi, and they had told Huajiao that this monster moved as fast as lightning, as fast as a ghost, and was extremely difficult to deal with.

When I saw it today, it was indeed the case.

But in an instant, he had jumped behind Huajiao, and the nails on his sharp claws suddenly swelled to a foot long, shining with a faint cold light, and dug towards the back of Huajiao.

If this claw goes down, Huajiao's internal organs will probably be hollowed out.

Huajiao didn't have time to control the knife, so he moved his fingers in the air, casting spells to control the pipa on his bun, turning the music into a sharp weapon. The pipa strings cut across from top to bottom, slashing towards Wu Zhiqi's sharp claws.

With one blow, all the fingers and nails of Wuzhiqi's left hand were cut off.

Perhaps due to the spell-casting and fighting, the poison that had just been suppressed in Huajiao's body suddenly surged up, and the poisonous blood circulated rapidly.

The poison originally stayed in the blood for seven days, but less than two days later, it had already spread to the skin. Huajiao could feel a burning pain on his left cheek, and his entire face must have been unsightly.

The pain on her body was even more unbearable, and without warning, Wuzhiqi's sharp claws on her right hand clawed at her. This demon was fierce and hated Hua Jiao for destroying his left hand. He scratched with his sharp claws and tore the flesh on her shoulder, and black blood flowed out instantly. At the same time, the strings of the pipa shot out and stabbed Wuzhi Qi in the eye, and he retreated wailing.

Seeing this, Xue Di chased after him like a shadow. Huajiao gasped for breath and rushed forward a few steps quickly. Before he could shake off Xue Di, a white light flashed in front of him. The ghost car and Mandala appeared side by side in front of him, blocking Huajiao's way.

Wuzhi Qi regained his composure, covered his bleeding eyes, and chased after him angrily.

There are enemies in front and pursuers behind. Huajiao is trapped in the circle of monsters.

"Jiang Huajiao, you can't escape with your wings today, so before the Lord is angry, you should submit obediently. Otherwise, your life will not be saved." The sword in the ghost driver's hand shines with blood-red light.

"Stop talking nonsense, it's the same thing to kill her, drain her blood, and then purify her." Wuzhiqi shouted angrily.

Huajiao covered his bloody shoulder with one hand and held the Wild Goose Wing Knife with the other, finally stabilizing his figure.

Pain, omnipresent pain, penetrated her limbs and bones, draining all the strength from her body.

She felt as if her body was broken into pieces and then forcibly put back together. Even breathing hurt. She thought of the heart-eating and bone-eliminating torture that Yu Taiqing had suffered. Did he feel the same pain at that time? Maybe more than she did. It was hard to imagine how he endured it every time.

At that time, he was also an ordinary person.

I don't know when the fog started to appear on the wasteland. The fog was light at first, then gradually became thicker, coming towards them from all directions.

"Found it." Someone said in the mist.

Under the dark wasteland, streaks of colorful light suddenly flashed, and the monsters surrounding the corner of the painting all retreated.

"Who is it? Is it the Lord?" Mannia asked loudly.

No one answered.

Someone emerged from the thick fog. Before he could see his face clearly, he saw clothes flashing past his eyes and he was already in front of the corner of the painting.

"It's Emperor Qianji!" Someone shouted, with fear in his voice.

The poisonous blood was raging, and Huajiao felt like he couldn't even lift a breath.

She tried her best to open her eyes, only to feel that all the people and things in front of her were covered with a layer of blood.

Her mind was dizzy, but she vaguely heard someone saying that Di Ji was coming.

She couldn't help but raise her hands to cover her face.

At this moment, she must not let him see her ghostly appearance. However, her hand was originally holding the Wild Goose Wing Knife. As a result, her whole body lost support and fell heavily to one side.

She felt her waist tighten, and she was held tightly by a strong arm.

She hesitantly spread her fingers, wiped the blood from the corners of her eyes, and looked at the face in front of her through her fingers.

This time she finally saw it clearly.

That was Emperor Ji, and it was also Yu Taiqing.

What surprised her was that his face, which was always emotionless and emotionless, was full of various expressions.

Shock, anger, distress, disbelief, pain... all kinds of expressions were mixed together, making his extremely handsome face look a little distorted.

Huajiao felt a little panicked and whispered: "You...don't look at me."

She didn't want to leave such a ghostly image in his heart before she died.

Di Ji didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

I don't know how long it took, but Huajiao suddenly felt water drops falling on the back of her hand.

One drop, two drops, three drops...

More and more, faster and faster...

Huajiao forgot to cover his face for a moment, and stared blankly at the water mist quickly gathering in Di Ji's eyes, condensing into water droplets, and falling down with pitter-patter.

Emperor Yunxu Qianji cried.

Just like when they first met in the peach blossom forest, they looked so helpless, with a thrilling sense of brokenness.

I feel pity!