Demon Concubine Yutian

Chapter 1506 As long as Miss Mu is good to you
"You...you..."

Killing the elders will not rest in peace.

Until he died, he didn't know who summoned these terrifying demon corpses and god corpses.He originally thought that this battle would wipe out the most difficult forces in the black market, make his name immortal, and make the Hall of Killing leap to the forefront of the Nine Palaces Temple, but he didn't want to, he didn't get any credit for it, and finally paid for his life. went in.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Hall Master!"

All the disciples in the Killing Hall lost their fighting spirit when they saw that the leading Elder Zhisha had died.One by one screamed and dropped their helmets and armor, scattered like birds and beasts, and frantically fled outside the black market, scared to death.

But Ye Luo and Si Yutian, who were controlling the Hundred Corpses Formation inside the golden hoop, saw that the disciples of the Hall of Killing had run away, and they didn't deliberately chase and kill them. After all, these were just ordinary disciples of the Hall of Killing .

In this battle, enough people have died. There are at least two or three thousand corpses on the ground. There is no need for additional killings.

What's more, Si Yutian himself is still a disciple of the Nine Palaces Temple, although Si Yutian can't understand the pedantic practice of killing elders, but now.The elder Zhisha is dead, without a leader, most of the thousands of disciples in the Hall of Zhisha are copying what others say, and their natures are not necessarily so bad.

When the first ray of dawn broke through the dark clouds and projected onto the streets of the black market, the curse of the new moon night finally completely disappeared.

Mu Qingyan's black hair fluttered in mid-air automatically without wind, turning into long, crimson flowing hair inch by inch.The light-colored, crystal-clear eyes also turned into fiery eyes that looked like raging fire.

Her strength is gradually returning.

When Mu Qingyan regained her peak strength, those disciples who were left behind before they could escape became even more frightened.

The sword intent on the red-haired witch is terrifying!
Mu Qingyan glared at them casually, and they all felt as if they had been cut into pieces by a thousand knives. She obviously didn't hold a sword in her hand, but it seemed that there was a vain sword intent that directly cut into the depths of the soul, and the pain was unbearable.

"Miss Mu! You finally recovered! Great!"

The happiest thing was Baby Si Shitian. He looked at the woman he liked excitedly, and asked her warmly, "Is your body still uncomfortable? Does it still hurt?"

Mu Qingyan withdrew her gaze, turned to look at Shitian Baobao, with a slight smile on her lips: "I'm fine, you should worry about yourself."

"Hey, what can I do, I'm fine." Si Shitian said happily.

Mu Qingyan's eyes darkened, and she said, "Are you sure, you're really okay? When it's dawn, you go back to the palace, back to the Nine Palaces, what will be waiting for you, don't you know?"

Si Shi Tian Bao =. =
"It doesn't matter. As long as Miss Mu is well, that's fine."

In this world, nothing is more important than her.

Mu Qingyan's heart warmed, and she said softly: "Fool."

Si Shi Tian Bao = Mouth =
He is not stupid!

"I feel like I'm smarter."

Mu Qingyan: "..."

so tired.

She felt that the brain circuits of the retarded prince in front of her were not on the same level at all.Nor do they live in the same dimension.

"Landlord, are you okay?"

"Boss, hurry back to the headquarters to recuperate."

"Lord, you have been injured too badly this time, and you will definitely not be able to recover within three months."

(End of this chapter)