Long Chushang wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth that was shaken by the sword energy. His eyes were filled with cold light. He held the Niyao Qin tightly in one hand and said, "You underestimate me too much, Huang Beiming."

The coquettish red color made his originally pale face lively, and a faint smile appeared on that evil face. The smile was so soft, but also full of sinisterness: "No, I never dare to look down on it.

My enemy is not like someone who is so competitive that he hurts himself."

Thinking of the last time the two of them fought, Long Chushang hurt himself because he was too impatient. This incident was really a shame for Long Chushang.

After Long Chushang heard this, his face changed drastically, his brows furrowed coldly, he raised his other hand, put it on the strings, and flicked: "Huang Beiming, if you don't want to die, just

Get out of here."

"Get out, of course I will get out, but I have to take my girl with me." Beiming Yexuan turned around and looked at the man standing behind him, his body soaked by the ice water that melted from the roof that day.

Her face was pale, but her eyes were covered with deep tenderness and expectation. Every move she made was so real. She was no longer an ethereal soul. He wanted to reach out and touch her somewhat sickly body.

Face, but you don’t have time to be here, mother-in-law and mother-in-law.

"Mo'er, leave this place to me and I will take you away." His soft words echoed in her ears, like a warm current lingering in her heart.

He was really standing in front of her. Although she had been in contact with him in her dreams for so many days, she was still startled when he appeared again.

He smiled at her so tenderly, which made her feel even more comfortable.

She nodded gently: "Okay."

Beiming Yexuan turned around and had a fierce battle with Long Chushang.

The fire light radiated in the Heavenly Prison of Binding God, but the sound of the piano bounced back the refining fire of hell.

Feng Yunmo looked at the two people who were equally powerful, but did not have much time to hesitate, so he summoned two more wind, fire and thunder lion beasts to help Beiming Yexuan.

And she turned around and looked at the man tied to the stake again.

"It would be great if you could wake up." Feng Yunmo walked toward him slowly, because the ice melted and turned into water. The water had already submerged her thighs. She felt resistance from the water with every step she took.

The little one has changed from a huge body to a small state. At this moment, he is holding the clothes on Feng Yunmo's shoulders, staring at Beiming Yexuan and Long Chushang, and telling Feng Yunmo about the battle situation: "Long Chushang's piano music is very good.

It’s amazing, every time Beiming Yexuan swung his sword energy, it was blocked by the sound of the piano.”

"Beiming Yexuan changed to a fire attack again. Although the hell refining fire can resist the sound of the piano, it cannot rush in front of Long Chushang. The sound of the zither formed a barrier and blocked the hell refining fire."

"The sound of Long Chushang's piano has become fierce again. Unfortunately, the sound of the piano has reached our side."

…

"Bang!" When Long Chushang's zither music was about to arrive at Feng Yunmo, Feng Yunmo instantly raised the Heaven-Slaying Sword in his hand and set up a defensive barrier on his own. The zither music encountered the barrier and made a strong collision sound.

The little one let out a breath and said, "There is no danger."

"Long Chushang is looking at you." The little boy turned around and looked at Feng Yunmo, who had a serious look on his face.

Feng Yunmo glanced at the little one with sideways eyes and said, "I know."

"You actually have eyes in the back," said the little boy.
Chapter completed!