The surrounding space, aura, spiritual power, everything has changed.
The shadow of danger arises spontaneously and hangs over my heart.
The Yuxiao Sword in Wen Hanwei's hand trembled crazily. There was a living thing in the sword, which was an early warning of danger.
The bare hand pressed the hilt of the sword, and the sound of the sword suddenly stopped.
It was impossible for her not to feel that the power that the man accumulated next was enough to destroy this small world.
But her eyes remained calm, and she turned to look at Balian's side face.
Wen Hanwei suddenly made an inappropriate move.
Her fair and slender plain hands gently lifted up her hair on her shoulders, and her sleeves were filled with fragrance, revealing a white and delicate slender neck.
She tilted her head slightly, defenseless against Balian's gesture, and even had a somewhat relieved smile on her lips: "I'm afraid I'm going to die here. I'm a little sad about what happened to you."
Wen Hanwei always acts as she pleases, regardless of the consequences or the occasion.
At the moment, she herself didn't realize how seductive and ambiguous her behavior was.
Her eyes were clear and without any impurities, filled with worry and sadness.
Balian was stunned, and the arms holding her thin body began to become stiff, and the calmness and calmness he had when facing the enemy was completely gone from his face.
He said in a hoarse voice: "Sad?"
Wen Hanwei said: "I didn't know how painful it was for you when I couldn't witness your death with my own eyes."
"After years of separation, you have become a demon. I can't imagine what your mood was like when you woke up from the coffin.
But I know that you can no longer taste the world's delicacies, tea and wine. In this life, you will only remember the taste of blood, so I am a little sad and worried.
With your personality, I don't know if you have ever had a good meal. Now, we are all going to die, and I want to make you satisfied for once. "
Si Kong, who was brewing murderous intent, was stunned.
I never expected that the Ninth Sutra of Taixuan would be able to say such words to a zombie demon who had different paths of good and evil.
The little rabbit in his arms, eyes squinted and ears drooped, seemed to be about to fall asleep, slowly opened his eyes.
The three-petal mouth moved, her two ears stood up, covering Wen Hanwei's snow-white neck, and then she twisted her head, as if she wanted to show off her 'jade neck'.
However, Afutu was born short and fat, with soft and fluffy fur. Under that round head, his neck was almost too crowded to be considered.
Upon discovering this, it turned its red eyes helplessly.
No matter how young and mature Baili Anrao is, he still doesn't know how to deal with Wen Hanwei's gentleness and kindness.
Such an upright and strong woman.
Able to die calmly, able to hold the sword without surrender.
Like an unbendable steel sword.
But she was able to show such a gentle expression and surrender all of herself to his lips, teeth and fangs.
I don’t know how to respond, and I don’t have time to respond.
Because Sikong was very disgusted and disgusted with the scene before him.
A ray of light in the darkness, for an existence like him wandering in the long cold night.
That is not warm hope, but piercing irony.
Rain fell from the sky and the earth, blood-red rain, and the entire Black City world was suddenly filled with a sense of desolation, emptiness, coldness, and despair.
It seemed that the next moment, the entire world would be buried in the underworld by this rain of blood.
With a flip of his hand, Si Kong controlled the blood rain, and the space collapsed piece by piece, and the blood rain fell towards the two people supporting each other.
A cruel smile appeared on his lips.
Bai Lian grabbed Wen Hanwei's delicate wrist, tilted her body, and quickly covered her under him, facing the scarlet murderous rain in the sky with her thin back!
"Crack!"
The sound of bones breaking.
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of the pounding rain.
Bailian's eyes suddenly widened, because he didn't feel any pain from his body, but there was a heavy and cold weight on his back.
Wen Anwei was pressed under him and her eyes widened: "There is a white bone on your body——"
The corpse was made of white bones, the bones were cold, and the dry heart under the bones was instantly transformed into pus by the rain of blood, staining Balian's clothes red.
Baigu put his hands on the ground, clearly showing a posture of protecting him to the death!
Balian's mind was blank and at a loss. He looked at the pair of bone-white palms supporting the ground. There was also a snake-shaped silver ring between the index fingers of his left hand, which was faintly reflecting the luster of the blood rain.
The outline of the ring is cold and evil, giving people an ominous feeling.
And the owner of this ring is protecting him.
Thinking of this, Bai Lian's heart suddenly hurt, as if he had been pricked by a rusty needle.
The emotions he was once afraid of losing were now flooding his heart like a flood out of control, uncontrollably.
Is that...sad?
Wen Hanwei froze and almost subconsciously stretched out her arms to hug him.
Because at this moment, Bai Lian's eyes were filled with blood and tears.
The corpse demon is dead, so there should be no tears, let alone crying.
But, he was crying.
He didn't know why, why he was crying, why his emotions could get out of control to such an uncontrollable level.
who is it! ! !
Who is that white skeleton behind him?
"Oh?" Si Kong stood up from the throne: "This is really a surprise again. My best friend will actually stand up for you."
The weight of the skeletal corpse behind him was quickly dispersed by the rain of blood and turned into white dust, but not a drop of the blood rain came close to him.
Balian sat up straight, staring blankly at the dust in the sky with his blood-stained eyes.
Wen Hanwei picked up the silver ring on the ground, frowned in thought, as if she had remembered something, and her eyes were even more doubtful.
"Why? He will protect me..." Balian murmured.
Sikong laughed maliciously: "Yes, why? Now you have another fascinating secret. Sure enough, you are a gift from God."
The white corpse dust brushed against Balian's face and wiped up his long hair.
Bai Lian's head hurt even more. He shook his head firmly, looked at Sikong and said, "I won't stay here, I want to live!"
At this moment, he was extremely eager to find his lost memory!
This kind of impulse can make him do whatever it takes.
Amidst the rain of blood, he slowly raised his arm, his eyes no longer filled with the awe-inspiring fighting spirit before, and pointed his finger at the man's heart.
Si Kong's perfect face froze slightly, and then he felt that it was impossible, so he showed a sarcastic smile and said: "Huh? Why, after seeing such power, is it possible that you still want to say that you can insert your sword into me? His heart? These ashes can't protect you for long."
Balian shook his head and said: "You are very strong. With my current strength, I can only hurt you once. Naturally, I cannot pierce the sword into your heart, but I can pull out the sword inserted in your heart." come out."
With a faint word, Si Kong was shocked, as if struck by thunder, and his scarlet lips turned pale and trembled in an instant: "You...what did you say?"
Bailian said: "You know exactly what I said."
