The bones of Hua Wuxin's knuckles crackled as she clenched her body. She tried to pull Ling Mulao out of Nangong Yi's arms, but the guards with quick eyes and quick hands had already taken action.

The light of swords and shadows of swords, the clang of murderous intent.

Hua Wuxin is the owner of Yunyao Island, and her martial arts are naturally unpredictable and more than enough to deal with a few mortals. However, she was seriously injured in a battle in the demon world not long ago.

At this moment, Ben still had the upper hand, but the sound of killing attracted the patrolling guards around, and Feng Yan led hundreds of elite guards to swarm forward.

Hua Wuxin was surrounded in a circle, and the sharp sword blade cut through the air. Hua Wuxin retreated step by step, but luckily injured her veins, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

In another place, Nangong Yi turned into a furious lion and bit Ling Mulao's lips fiercely. The red and swollen lips were already dripping with blood, and it was impossible to tell whose blood it was.

Ling Mulao resisted angrily, but inadvertently raised his eyebrows in prejudice. Hua Wuxin vomited blood. It was obvious that luck had injured her veins, "Wuxin, leave quickly!"

"Wuxin?" Nangong Yi suddenly raised his head and looked at Ling Muchao coldly.

Then he suddenly smiled up to the sky, grabbed a glass bead in his hand at some point, and hit Hua Wuxin on the back with a flick of his fingertips.

There was a "whistle" in the wind, and the blow was caught off guard.

Hua Wuxin staggered and spat out blood again. The scarlet blood rendered red plum blossoms on the crescent-white robe, making it even more enchanting.

"Go, I'll let you go!" Ling Mulao shouted at the top of his lungs.

Now I don't want to see anyone die because of her. One Nangong Qi was enough at the beginning, and there is no need for another Hua Wuxin now.

Hua Wuxin hesitated slightly, but after taking a look at Nangong Yi, she turned around and jumped out of the window at an extremely fast speed. The crescent-white figure disappeared into the night like a ghost.

"Ling Mulao, how philanthropic are you?" With an extremely cold gaze, Nangong Yi's fingertips slid coldly across Ling Mulao's cheek, wishing to destroy this enchanting face.

Without her beauty, no one will love her anymore. In this way, she can have this woman forever, but she still can't bear to tighten her hands, "Why can't you give me a little more."

"..Let me go." Ling Muchao closed her eyes lightly, but the corners of her eyes were dry.

Some pain is good if you can cry out, but some pain is so heartbreaking that there are no tears to shed. This is the real pain.

"You want to go back, right? I know you can only go back after you get the Shenyu Lingshi, but I tell you, I, Nangong Yi, will not give you this opportunity, never!"

With a furious voice, Nangong Yi let go of Ling Mulao and grabbed the Shenyu Lingshi in the box with his backhand, "I destroy this Lingshi, and you will never be able to go back."

"No!" Ling Mulao panicked.

However, before these words could be said, Nangong Yi tightened his fingers, and the Shenyu Lingshi was immediately turned into powder.

Glittering with blue light, the fluorescent powder was flying bit by bit in the wind. He wanted to catch it but couldn't. At that moment, Ling Mulao knew that all hope was shattered.

"Ling Mulao, you can't escape me." A trace of scarlet blood leaked from the corner of his lips, and Nangong Yi's smile was so dazzling.

His body swayed, and he couldn't control himself anymore and fell down.

"emperor.."

"emperor.."

"emperor.."
Chapter completed!