Chapter 160 Blood Stained Nine Heavens
Yi Zhao kept coughing, his originally pale face turned vermilion, and every step he took was like being on the tip of a knife, with a biting pain.

All the spiritual power was sealed on the God-binding Pillar, and she looked like a cripple at this moment.

Everyone looked in the direction of Yi Wan's walking, every step she took was scarlet, and the blood flowed down the corner of her mouth.

Her original white dress was covered with mud and blood at this time, but that figure was still as noble as ever in the cold wind, even though she was already so weak, her pride still did not allow her to bow her head.

Jing Yi's figure was like a light mist, supporting her body that was about to collapse, and there was faint worry in his eyes. He has never been good at expressing, and all his words were reduced to one sentence, "Auntie, are you okay?"

Yizhao seemed to be coughing up her heart and lungs, she finally stopped coughing, her eyes seemed to be quenched by the moonlight, they were still so beautiful and moving, "Of course that old thief Mo Ze can't do anything to me! It's just that his son has suffered !"

There was deep regret in the words, she wanted to help Mo Lin, but Mo Lin sent her out with spiritual power, she could only watch Mo Lin hugging his head and crying.
All the soldiers in the God Realm pointed their weapons at the two men in the middle, with undisguised disgust in their eyes.

But there is still a deep sense of fear hidden in the eyes. I have long heard that the young master of the devil world is cruel, and they may become cannon fodder.

Jing Yi exuded an irresistible coolness all over his body, even though he was surrounded by everyone at this time, he still looked like he didn't care, he hugged Yi Zhao who was covered in blood, completely ignoring the danger around him.

In his opinion, these soldiers of the Nine Heavens are used to being at ease, and they are nothing more than a mess of loose sand.

What he was most nervous about at this time was Yizhao. After all, Yizhao lost all his spiritual power, and Yizhao's phoenix heart seemed to have been dug out. Now he can't feel her heartbeat, so the contempt for Mo Ze in his heart is even deeper. .

The soldiers could only grit their teeth and watch the figures of the two getting further and further away, thinking in their hearts that they would definitely capture the young master of the demon world next time, let's forget it this time. .

Waves of spiritual power were introduced into Yizhao's body, and Yizhao opened his eyes with difficulty, his eyes were a little loose, but he still smiled helplessly, "Jing Yi, your aunt is destined to die, she won't die so easily."

Jing Yi gently put her on the sedan chair that had been prepared, and brushed her hair that was wet on her cheeks. Hearing her weak cry, it was slightly teasing, "Jing Yi, could it be that the Aunt is now a little girl!"

Jing Yi heard that he had not smiled for a long time, and the sun shone through the mist on his face. This smile was as translucent as a clear spring, with a bright light.

He recited the tactic, and the whole body of the sedan chair was reinforced with a seal. At this time, the golden light was shining, and there was no trace of emotion on his handsome face, and the corners of his lips were not warm at all. His tone was bored, as if he was saying something annoying, "Ben Today, the young master will see the Zijin Gate blood flow like a river."

He has never been a good stubble, after so many years of bearing, his marriage was ruined by Si Ming, how could he not hate it.

What's more, even though Yiwan and Yizhao are not his biological aunts, they have always accompanied him growing up.

Zichu's account, Yiwan's and Yizhao's accounts, he has to settle with Mo Ze in a stroke.

That day was also the darkest day in Jiuchongtian, and the blood of countless soldiers stained the steps red.

The Jiuchongtian, which was originally full of aura, was covered with blood, stumps and broken arms can be seen everywhere, and it will never return to the tranquility of the past.
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