Feng Ming defies the sky: prostitutes do not become concubines

412. I Don’t Believe There Are Whiteheads in the World

If he dared to touch his woman, he would definitely make her pay a price worth crying blood!

Xiao Yihan stood there steadfastly, turned around and glanced back at the Demon Palace. There was a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere here, but now the blood-red color everywhere made it full of evil spirit.

Helan Mo Su also stared fixedly at the man-eating devil's lair behind him, standing with his hands behind his back, with a distant expression on his face.

I didn't know that Chu State still had such a place.

If I hadn't discovered this place today, maybe more people would die here in the future.

With a long sigh in my heart, even though they were in a hurry, they still missed the last time to see the water and smoke.

Helan Mo Su seemed to have lost his mind, feeling that everything in his heart was empty.

……

On the top of the long mountain, the man was still wearing the clothes that had just been stained red with blood. Looking at the thick smoke in the distance, the red flames swayed enchantingly in front of his eyes, like the core of a poisonous snake, slowly devouring it.

It is not an exaggeration to let all the people here be buried with her beauty when she dies here!

Standing there quietly watching the magic palace under his feet gradually disappear under the envelope of fireworks, he suddenly felt a long feeling of loneliness in his heart.

He knew clearly in his heart that even if he destroyed everything about the persecution of Shui Ningyan, she would never come back.

Helan Mosu rode a maroon horse, standing behind Xiao Yihan, staring fixedly into the distance, not knowing what kind of mood he was in at the moment, but sighed long, picked up the reins, and galloped away into the distance .

He didn't say goodbye to Xiao Yihan, didn't leave a word, and didn't even look down the mountain for the last time, just like that, he left without any worries.

"Master, Tianhan, be careful." Xin Yi walked over from nowhere, and put the cloak in his hand on Xiao Yihan's body.

From just now to now, he has been standing like that, motionless, for two or three hours.

Xin Yi watched from the side, although he felt a lot of regret for Shui Ningyan's departure, but he was not willing to let Xiao Yihan ruin his body like this.

He didn't reject Xin Yi's kindness, but just stood there indifferently, looking at the destroyed magic palace at the foot of the mountain, his eyes were bewildered, as if he was looking at his body, and he seemed to see something else through there.

The sun slowly descended from the sky to the top of the mountain, and the sun was no longer shining on the top of the head, and it gradually darkened.

Only then did Xiao Yihan move his feet, turned around and looked into the distance, but didn't move.

"Master, let's go home." Xin Yi stepped forward to support Xiao Yihan, for fear that he would faint due to exhaustion.

He could see the deep love between the two.And it was precisely because he knew how deeply Xiao Yihan and Shui Ningyan were in love, Xiao Yihan's actions today made him even more afraid.

According to what he knew about Xiao Yihan, I'm afraid this matter will not stop there.

And he knew his temperament well, so it was lucky to let the leader of the Demon Cult escape today, otherwise... Maybe Shui Ningyan left on the front foot, and he killed Shui Ningyan's enemy on the back foot, and he would follow her.

The master never cared about life and death. If the person he cared about is no longer there, it would be meaningless for him to keep him.

On this point, he had no doubts about his judgment.

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