Death Protector

"Boss Yan!" Feng Ming looks out of the window, and the God of death sees scenes that ordinary people can't see.

I don't know when, there is a light gray fog outside the villa!

Beigong Hao noticed the boundary formed by the fog. "The villa is really strange. I have never seen such fog. It seems that it is a single border set to prevent someone from escaping."

The whole hilltop seems to be enclosed by fog into another space!

Cold eyes, cold as a stone, he picked up a cold.

Stone like a bird into the night sky, but after five seconds into powder.

Death captain super spiritual power saw a very strange scene.

The stone is not squeezed into powder, but in an instant as if experiencing high temperature, refining into dust.

Yan Mo Han's right hand is shining with blood red. In the void, a huge sickle blood colored knife appears on his hand.

His sickle flew through the window and fell into the fog.

The fog wailed like a living creature.

When the knife passed by, a thick black juice flowed out and dropped on the grass, which eroded everything on the grass.

The North Palace Hao and the wind Ming big startle, turn one's head to see to the speech Mo cold.

Words Mo cold put away the blood sickle, cold pursed up the lip angle to turn back to the body.

"It's his border. He's here."

Just then, the door of the banquet hall was opened, and a man came in slowly with his hands on his back.

All the banquet men are dressed in black or white, only he, wearing a crazy red evening dress, exquisite to perfect facial features, charming peach blossom eyes, easy to hook people's soul, mouth with a faint smile.

He walked in step by step from the door, with a smile in his mouth, and his charming peach blossom eyes patrolled everyone. When his eyes were passing by the Forest Creek, he stayed a little longer, and his mouth faintly drew a charming smile that touched people's soul.

The whole party was amazed at the man's more charming and beautiful face than the woman.

He went straight to the Forest Creek. With his approach, Fu Shaoling, Yan Mo Han, and the leader of the God of death are ready to rush to the stream at any time.

Dark ink pool, a smile.

Lin Xiaoxi secretly scolds God for being unfair. A man is more beautiful than a woman. Watching him approach his body, his eyebrows are smiling, as if through the charm of unspeakable.

Slightly lower body, the man's seductive voice floats in the forest brook ear.

"Xiaolin brook, do you believe in love at first sight?"

Huh? You know me?

Lin Xiaoxi has not responded, the man has gorgeous turned, "remember my name, my name is demon Wuyue."

Demon without moon? Lin Xiaoxi covers his heart and looks at his back.

What's going on? The blood in the body seems to be out of control, desperately trying to rush to him. The spirit power of the God of death is even more disordered. The light purple gas comes out from around the body. Lin Xiaoxi can't help turning into the God of death!

"Take a deep breath." Yan Mo's cold voice came from the top of his head. I don't know when he had already walked to the side of Lin Xiaoxi and ran into Lin Xiaoxi's shoulder, quietly instilled the spirit of death into Lin Xiaoxi's body, which helped her to avoid the crisis of spiritual power's violent walk.

"Cold words." Lin Mo's body is isolated from the stream, but he doesn't look at the world from the stream.

Lin Xiaoxi's heart hurt severely.

The man has walked to the high platform, blue flame and shadow phantom unexpectedly followed him. Standing on the high platform, Fu Shaoling squints at him and is slightly polite. He turns to the crowd.

"My name is demon Wuyue. After that, all the underworld will be managed by me."

He gently pulled the bright red collar, lips are still charming radian, but there is a special aura, people can not help but want to kneel down to worship.

"That's his ability. Ten thousand people will submit." Yan Mo Han looks at the demon Wuyue of Gaotai. He must try his best to restrain himself, so as not to let himself release the hellfire and kill the man on the high platform!

"Who the hell is he?"

Lin Xiaoxi also felt the unusual body, there has been a voice wandering in the mind.

Kill him, kill him Who is the owner of this voice?

Rich people in endless question the arrogant tone of the man demon without moon in red clothes. Lin Xiaoxi glimpses the ink pool and his party also stand up and walk out from the side door.

"Boss Yan, they're going to act." The death captains are also watching everything in the inkpool. Yan Mo cold toward the wind Ming made a look, wind Ming quietly followed the past.

Yan Mo Han pulled the arm of Lin Xiaoxi and pulled her out of the banquet door.

"Yan Mo Han, you pinch me!" Lin Xiaoxi bares his teeth and is dragged out of Ziyun mountain villa by Yanmo Han. He releases her until the top of the mountain villa.

"What did you bring me here for?"

Lin Xiaoxi's heart faintly has a bad feeling, under the moonlight's speech Mo cold cold, lets the human shiver coldly.Yan Mo Han just fixed his eyes on Lin Xiaoxi, Lin Xiaoxi was flustered by him, "Yan Mo Han, what's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with me?" Yan Mo cold hum, "do you want to explain to me?"

Why did you come so close to that man and even kiss him!

"It's not what you see." Lin Xiaoxi bowed his head, full of sadness, from beginning to end, Yan Mo Han did not believe himself.

"It's not what I see. What's that like?"

The speech Mo cold can't stop to raise the tone, a forward ruthlessly will the Forest Creek pull into his arms. Crudely pinched her chin and kissed her.

The skin of his mouth was bitten by Yanmo cold, and his jaw was pinched by him. His tongue intruded into it, and the smell of blood was entangled between the two people's breathing.

Lin Xiaoxi doesn't know whether it's the mouth skin or the heart. It's very painful. She can't stop shaking.

Give up the resistance, Yan Mo Han dragged his tongue into his mouth, biting pain, tongue to heart, the pain of Lin Xiaoxi suffocation.

Finally let go of her, Lin Xiaoxi was Yanmo cold hard fall on the ground, covering the pain to numb lips, constantly retch cough.

Yan Mo Han resentful discovery, torture her, return to their own, is hundreds of times of heartache!

"If you touch him again, I'll kill him."

Lin Xiaoxi raised his head with big eyes and couldn't help roaring at him, "Yan Mo Han! If you dare to touch him, I hate you all my life

"It's better than if you're in the arms of other men and make me ache all my life."

The heart is like being hit by a heavy hammer, blunt pain.

Under the moonlight, the affectionate man will definitely look at himself, this time, his love finally passed out, Lin Xiaoxi finally understood, and was stunned at the spot.

A huge dark cloud suddenly covered the whole Ziyun villa.

The strong spirit of demons and ghosts came from all directions.

Lin Xiaoxi and Yan Mo Han are surprised at the same time. Lin Xiaoxi bowed his head, and the blood on his hand was not dry. The smell of blood attracted demons and ghosts!

"See you again, two."

Yan Mo Han quickly pulled up the Forest Creek from the ground, turned around to see, they were surrounded by a variety of demon ghost Corps. Two people slowly came over, blue flame hand clamped a person.

Seeing the bloodstain on the man's neck by the blue flame's knife, Lin Xiaoxi's eyes immediately turned red. Almost instantly, she became the God of death, and the purple sickle roared away!

"Don't be so excited, little death."

Shadow spirit easily beat back the purple sickle. Blue flame pinches Fu Shaoling's neck. She looks at Yan Mo Han, who has become the God of death. "If you want him to survive, don't act rashly."

The words Mo cold eye a tight, North Palace Hao and wind Ming? What about the God of death outside the villa?

"Captain death, are you looking for them

The demon ghost's minion threw several people over, and said that the cold and the forest brook were terrified!

Beigong Hao, Fengming, Liu Bi, Bing, the four leaders of death fell to the ground with wounds and lost their consciousness. All around the villa, there were dead gods lying under the cold cloth of the word mo.

"How could it be!" Lin Xiaoxi screamed in disbelief, "how could they be defeated by you?"

On the ground also lay a comatose Gong Jiaqi.

The whole villa is surrounded by a dark ghost.

Just for a short time, the villa was under the control of the demon army.

There was a thick black ghost, and no one could escape.

"What are you going to do?" The palms holding the purple sickle are full of sweat. Lin Xiaoxi stares at Fu Shaoling, who is clamped by blue flame.

Words Mo cold slightly set off, block in front of the Forest Creek, the blood sickle hidden in the light of flame in the twinkling.

"Let him out." Yan Mo's cold gaze at the opposite side, the powerful spiritual power fluctuation unceasingly liberates, the black god of death robe rattles.

He? Lin Xiaoxi was stunned, the opposite blue flame and shadow phantom all laughed, "the words of hell are cold, but really fell in love with a little woman."

Dark clouds all over the sky, ink pool and a group of people hiding in the grass somewhere, saw two groups of people facing each other at the top of the mountain. But in their eyes, the confrontation is only blue flame, shadow, just.

They couldn't see the dense demons, the Forest Creek of the God of death and the cold word.

"Mo Shao, they are talking to the air?"

"Bring the instrument!"

Ink pool Ning eyebrows at a certain place on the top of the mountain, there is a voice in my heart that tells me that the Forest Creek is also there.

Yan Mo Han and Lin Xiaoxi, holding a giant sickle in his hand, made a tense contact with the opposite side.

"Let him go! Don't you just want my blood? I'll give it to you

Lin Xiaoxi firmly goes forward, and says Mo's face changes slightly, but the demon ghost Marshal blue flame and the shadow phantom unexpectedly smile. The shadow charm gentleman's morning speech, the stranger cold squints.

"It seems that the strongest death captain doesn't know the identity and background of this little girl."

Lin Xiaoxi was shocked.

Mo cold frown, cold spit words, "I know what, do not need you to ask."Blue flame and shadow spirit are not annoyed. Fu Shaoling, who is threatened by blue flame, has no panic and calm smile. No matter when he is threatened, he has an incomparable pride. This makes blue flame feel frustrated. The hand holding Fu Shaoling's neck is tightly raised. Fu Shaoling's neck is cut and blood gurgles out.

"You Lin Xiaoxi's eyes were red, and the purple light surged around her.

"It's no wonder the hell Death captain couldn't identify her."

The shadow phantom tiny smile looks to the speech Mo cold. On the other side of the grass suddenly flew a few silver bullets, he easily blocked the bullet, a look, the surrounding demons and ghosts rushed to the grass somewhere in the villa.

"Do you want to compete with the supernatural organizations that we can't even see?"