Chapter 217 A Quarrel 17
The dark wind brought by Jiang Zonglin whizzed past Ye Qizhu's ears, but strangely, he didn't attack Ye Qizhu, but watched her dazed eyes and hit his palm on the door frame behind her superior.

Suddenly, the door frame cracked in two with a crack, and the door broke and smashed towards Ye Qizhu.

But at this moment, a white shadow flashed by Ye Qizhu's peripheral vision, followed by a sword wind and quickly flung at Jiang Zonglin, but when she realized it, he had already left the room and stood quietly. In the yard, leaning on Bei Jue's arms.

Jiang Zonglin, who flung himself into space, looked coldly at Bei Jue who was holding Ye Qizhu tightly, and immediately evoked a tricky smile that succeeded without a trace.

After tossing so far, the real character of this scene finally appeared!
But staring at Bei Jue who appeared suddenly, Ye Qizhu couldn't help being stunned: "You... haven't you returned to the palace?"

Bei Jue's eyes darkened.

He was about to fall asleep, but suddenly sensed the breath of lifeless prey, and rushed over immediately.

But his eyes flickered slightly, but Bei Jue smiled faintly: "Yes, but this king suddenly misses Xiao Zhu'er very much."

The slightly hoarse soft voice entered Ye Qizhu's ears, suddenly, as if a feather had scratched the scalding heart and lungs burned by demon poison, there was a "plop" panicked jump.

Ye Qizhu's face was translucent, as delicate as a ripe peach.

However, Bei Jue couldn't help frowning, and gradually shifted his gaze to the fidgeting demon lock on her right arm. Through the ripped sleeve, Bei Jue could faintly see wisps of demon energy coming from Ye Qizhu's sleeve. out.

"Are you injured?" Bei Jue asked anxiously.

Before Ye Qizhu could answer, Jiang Zonglin suddenly let out a roar that almost shook the world. Ye Qizhu hurriedly looked at Jiang Zonglin, who had turned blue-faced and fangs.

No, Jiang Zonglin's demonic appearance is becoming more and more obvious.

However, just when Ye Qizhu turned her head and wanted to say something to Bei Jue, she saw Bei Jue's deep eyes quickly raised coldly at Jiang Zonglin, and at the same time he raised the mahogany sword in his hand.

Ye Qizhu couldn't help being frightened by the darkness in his eyes, and quickly grabbed his hand: "What are you doing?"

"Don't be afraid, with this king here, this monster can't hurt you."

Ye Qizhu shook her head quickly, and the hot waves of her body immediately rushed to her head again with her excited emotions, and she couldn't help being in a daze, but her hands were tightly clutching Bei Jue's clothes. Xiu: "Zong Lin is not a monster. He was bitten by the red-feathered chicken demon in order to save me. He was poisoned by the red-feathered chicken demon just like me. I beg you not to hurt him. He is only temporarily confused by the demon poison." I will find a way to cure him, give me some time."

Looking at Ye Qizhu's eager gaze, Bei Jue's expression darkened, and he shifted his gaze to flipping the frenzied Demon Locking Bell.

The fact that Suo Yaoling hides the lifeless magic breath must not be exposed to others.

Narrowing down a long and narrow strip, Bei Jue gently pushed away Ye Qizhu's hand, saying seriously, "The envoys of all sects will be here immediately, we must fight quickly."

Bei Jue's indifferent and stern voice was not sloppy, Ye Qizhu's eyes widened, her pale lips trembled slightly, her heart suddenly sank, and she evoked a self-deprecating wry smile.

"How did I forget that you were going to kill him in the first place, how can you feel at ease if he doesn't die."

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