Chapter 1227 Xuan Jue
I really wish I could let him die right away, but if she kills this person, if someone she loves finds out, then she will die forever, and she won't be forgiven by him...

"Who are you? Let him go!"

Jun Moli shouted sharply.

This female demon who exudes powerful power all over her body made Jun Moli on his guard.

Xuanjue turned around and looked at the girl who dared to talk to her like this, and then realized: "Human God? No, it's a demigod? Can't believe that the gods have fallen to the point where they merged with the human race? Oh, what a noble and holy thing?" Protoss, they are all low-spirited hooves!"

It can be seen that Xuan Jue hates the Protoss even more than the general Demons.

It seems that there is some entanglement with the Protoss.

"Remember, my name is Xuan Jue!"

As soon as Xuan Jue finished speaking, he took Shang Xie and disappeared before Jun Moli's eyes.

This moment is shorter than the blink of an eye, which shows how powerful she is.

"Xuan Jue..."

Jun Moli engraved this name deeply in his heart.

The darkness in front of her eyes has dissipated with her disappearance. No one knows what happened here just now.

Jun Moli's body swayed, and he fell straight down one by one.
"Mo Li!"

Long Xiyao quickly caught her and held her in his arms.

Shouted to the others: "Get out of the way, I want to heal her! Gongqing, come and help!"

Here, the only pharmacist she can trust is Gongqing.

Gongqing nodded: "Okay!"

Then, following Long Xiyao, he ran towards a nearby courtyard, kicked open the door, placed Jun Moli on the bed, and closed the door tightly.

Zi Yan asked anxiously: "Brother, is Mo Li okay?"

Her wound, which bled so much, was still wounded by the magic.

Although Leng Yichen was also very worried, he still comforted him: "It must be fine, with Miss Long here, Mo Li will be fine."

Yes, nothing will happen!

Long Xiyao is the most powerful alchemist in Yaochi Continent, she can definitely cure her!
"What exactly is going on?"

Patriarch Baihu looked bewildered.

Jun Moli was injured, and they saw it with their own eyes.

But with the sudden wind and sand just now, they didn't see anything after that.

Why did you just see the scene over there, and it was the scene of Jun Moli falling down and being carried away by Long Xiyao?
Patriarch Qilin shook his head: "I don't know, but what is certain is that Jun Moli was seriously injured, and that half-demon is nowhere to be seen."

"What? The half-demon is gone!"

Patriarch Baihu looked at the position just now, where could he see the shadow of Shangxie?

He suddenly pointed at Long Xuyao ​​angrily: "Okay, Long Xuyao, tell me! Did you secretly save the half-demon? You colluded with Jun Moli, and you just acted in a play together to save the half-demon." That half-demon, yes or no!"

He actually described the battle between Jun Moli and Shang Xie just now as premeditated.

Long Xuyao's face flushed red: "You spitting blood!"

How could he do such a thing?

Patriarch Baihu smiled coldly: "I spitting blood? Then tell me, where did that half-demon go? If you can tell, it will be considered me spitting blood!"

What did Long Xuyao ​​say?
He didn't see anything either!
"You, you are simply unreasonable. No one expected the town to become like this. The strange wind blowing just now made it impossible to see anything. How do I know where he went?"

(End of this chapter)

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