Even though she had already injured him completely since last night, when he heard these words coming out of her mouth, Mu Zili still couldn't help but feel the pain in his heart. He tried his best to bear it, and turned into dust with a flick of his folding fan.
Even Cang Xuan was a little surprised. He thought that even if she changed her mind, she would not forget her love for Mu Zili so quickly, so he always took her face into consideration and did not kill Mu Zili.
Cang Xuan used his strength secretly, and the flames between them suddenly expanded several times, and the hot magma dripped from the flames, making a "squeaking" sound.
Mu Zili's pale face turned slightly red under the firelight, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his breathing gradually became rapid.
His clear eyes passed through the flames and landed on Meng'er's enchanting face. He asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Where is Meng'er now? Why did you turn into her appearance? Tell me!"
Before he finished speaking, he had condensed his energy into a sword and split open the ball of flames in front of him. There was a cold chill in his breath. The moment the flames came into contact with the sword blade, they turned into steam and dispersed in the wind.
Hearing this, Cang Xuan was stunned for a moment and barely managed to dodge his sword.
His figure dodged slightly to avoid Mu Zili's oncoming sword energy, and then he noticed that his arms were empty. When he glanced at it, Xi Meng had already jumped away from his arms and was standing far away.
She still had her charming eyes and charming smile, as if everything in front of her had nothing to do with her.
"Brother Mu, are you crazy? Even if someone doesn't want to leave you, you can't turn your love into hatred and hurt your beloved woman with sword energy! Haha!"
When she spoke, Hong Xiu lightly covered the corners of her mouth, her tone was surprisingly soft, her eyes slightly raised, and she smiled charmingly.
Seeing this, Mu Zili became more and more convinced of his suspicions. Her coquettish behavior was definitely not the result of a dream.
The sword was pointed directly at her face, and he shouted again, "Tell me! Where is Meng'er? Why do you want to transform into her?"
Facing Mu Zili's question, Cang Xuanfeng's eyes froze. He thought about everything last night, and then took a closer look at the woman in red in front of him. Only then did he realize that except for the demonic aura that came from the purple jade butterfly, she was actually the same as he remembered.
The dream is very different.
Mu Zili was approaching step by step, and the blade of his sword was already close to her collarbone. If he applied even a little force, she would be killed by his sword.
"Wooden wood, it's me! What are you doing? Why are you pointing your sword at me?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Zili shook his right hand, and the cold sword energy turned into nothingness in an instant.
It's her! It's indeed her! Ever since they met, she has called him that.
Only she can have such clear and bright eyes.
But, why? Why does her heart hurt so much? What is she holding in her hand? She tried her best to look carefully, and finally saw clearly that it was a sharp sword that was as short as a foot, with a red patch on the blade and a "tick-tick" mark of blood.
"Falling down.
Mu Zili swayed and slowly lowered his head to look at his chest. Blood seeped through his blue shirt like a spring and dripped to the ground.
The pain in his flesh and blood made him suddenly wake up, his true energy flowed around his body, the wounds condensed in an instant, and he condensed his energy into a sword again. In an instant, the fragrance of wood filled the Fengyu Palace, and his breath spread in the flowing air.
This time, he failed to get close to her.
A white shadow floated before her eyes, blocking her behind her.
"Mu Zili, regardless of whether she is Meng'er or not, she is my person. I have already given you a chance. Since you don't want to leave, just keep your life!"
After Cang Xuan finished speaking, he condensed his energy and formed a blood sword. The blade of the sword flashed with bloody light frequently. When it stabbed Mu Zili, it unleashed a terrifying aura that caught Mu Zili off guard.
Suddenly, a green light flew across the hall between the two of them. Mu Zili withdrew his sword energy, stepped back, tapped his toes, and his figure was already floating in the air, looking at the person coming.
The person who came was wearing a blue robe, with wings fluttering behind his shoulders, and blue light shining at his fingertips. He was Yifeng who had been guarding outside the hall for a long time.
As soon as Cangxuan Blood Sword came out, it was bound to see the light of blood. Just when Mu Zili dodged, his sword deflected and the blade flew towards Yifeng who suddenly appeared.
Although Yifeng was far different in strength from Cang Xuan, he came prepared. When he saw his sword pointed at him, he quickly dodged.
While Yifeng was dodging, Mu Zili had secretly activated his spiritual skills, hoping to take advantage of Cangxuan's unpreparedness and take away the woman in red behind him.
But Cangxuan has been a demon for tens of thousands of years. Not to mention Mu Zili and Yifeng joining forces, even if Gu Huai, the God of Martial Arts, is here, it will take some effort to save people from him.
When Cang Xuan was entangled with him, the woman in red who had been hiding behind him turned slightly pale, her eyes sometimes turned lavender and sometimes black, and her temples were soaked with sweat.
No matter how colorful her makeup was, she couldn't hide her painful expression. The corners of her lips trembled slightly, her eyes dimmed, she lowered her head suddenly, flipped her sleeves with her hands and threw them back, and there was only a "hiss" sound, and her bright red wedding dress
In the blink of an eye, it was broken into pieces, and the ground was covered with red, which stung people's eyebrows.
Her brows were full of pain, as if she was struggling hard, but she could not escape the invisible control. When the sword stabbed Mu Zili just now, her heart was bleeding.
But there was really little she could do. She wanted to use all her spiritual power to suppress the flowing energy in her body and prevent it from covering her eyes and ears again and confusing her mind.
I was almost exhausted because of this, and finally gained a brief moment of sobriety.
"Meng'er!"
Cang Xuan, Mu Zili, and Yifeng were stunned and called her name in unison.
I saw that she was wearing a red thin shirt, her right cheek was as scarlet as blood, but her eyes were dark, and there was a cold smile on her white lips. After she raised her head and roared, she had the golden phoenix feathers in her sleeves.
The crown was thrown out of the palace.
Her long hair hung loosely around her waist, fluttering in the wind. A flash of purple light suddenly flashed in her dark eyes, and the smile on her lips instantly condensed, and she shouted hoarsely: "Mumu, go quickly!"
Just this gentle reminder had already made her mentally and physically exhausted and she fell into a coma again.
Mu Zili was shocked when he heard this. He thought that the real dream was not here, and what he saw in front of him was just a phantom.
Unexpectedly, he was wrong.
But if the person in front of me is her, then why were her previous words and actions so abnormal?
Time was running out, and he didn't have time to think about it. He flashed his figure and wanted to reach out to grab her sleeves. However, he felt a burst of heat in front of his eyes. His feet stagnated and he flew away. When he turned his eyes and took a closer look, it was Cang Xuan who was blocking her.
His way to go.
At this moment, Cang Xuan turned his back to him, stretched out his right arm, and the blood sword made a clanking sound. The dazzling blood splashed everywhere, and the hot magma made people dare not approach.
"Meng'er, come here."
He maintained his high spiritual power and did not put Mu Zili and Yifeng in his eyes at all. He looked at the woman in red in front of him and called out softly.
But he saw the figure of the woman in red swaying, smiling charmingly, covering her lips with her sleeves, saying: "Cangxuan, you call yourself a respecter in vain, you can't even protect your queen, and let these two little demons take care of you.
Fengyu Palace is in such a mess! Do you still hope that one day you can regroup and regain the great cause of the demon world?"