At this moment, Di Yun's eyes were filled with a faint red light, like an immortal who fell into the devil's way. Two incompatible temperaments gathered on him, looking gloomy, but peerless and independent.
The woods were floating everywhere, and the last living person was easily crushed by Di Yun. He threw it casually, but the man's body did not fall to the ground, but hit several other corpses, stirring up a fallen leaf covering his body.
As silence came, Di Yun slowly raised his head, his hair scattered on his forehead to cover one of his eyes, and the other eye exposed seemed even more bizarre.
His cheeks were stained with filthy blood. He ignored his image and only had killing and death in his eyes.
"Nan Xiang." Di Yun looked at the sea of corpses in front of him coldly, and evoked a bloody sneer.
Nan Xiang behind him walked forward, looked at his master carefully, waiting for his orders.
Di Yun raised his slender middle-food fingers to wipe away the blood that was splashed on his cheeks. The uncontrollable murderous aura still did not restrain itself, and his eyes, which were covered with bloodthirsty light, were flashing with a breath from hell.
"Focus on the ghost killing nest, no one is allowed to let go. I will solve it myself."
Nan Xiang looked up in surprise, and was about to persuade him, but when his eyes touched Di Yun's bloody pupils, he no longer had the courage to say it.
Finally, he forced himself to hide his worries and replied in a deep voice: "Subordinate to obey the order!"
However, Di Yun's pupils suddenly tightened.
Nan Xiang just looked up and was shocked.
It's indeed here!
A dark air gradually rose from Di Yun's eyebrows, but in a moment, the faint dark air became stronger and stronger...
Emperor Yun narrowed his eyes like a demon and his internal strength suddenly burst out. The thick black aura gradually dissipated, and he finally suppressed it forcibly.
"Why are you still here?" Di Yun said coldly as he looked at Nan Xiang, who was worried about him.
Nan Xiang was about to say something, when a shiny light flashed through Di Yun's cold and beautiful fox eyes, the blood faded, and his eyes suddenly turned to the field.
It's her breath!
He didn't care about anything else and rushed out of the woods like crazy.
At this moment, Qiao Yu and others had already surrounded the original ring position, with the crowds crowded, and a familiar white robe horn could be vaguely seen.
Di Yun's heart had never been so beating so hard, and even his hands hanging by his side couldn't help but tremble wildly.
Ye'er...
Mulanting, who was standing on the outermost side, saw his arrival and quickly turned sideways to give up his position. The others felt the terrifying aura and immediately moved away from the side.
Everything was clear, and Di Yun finally saw Bai Ye surrounded in the middle.
Zhuque stood behind her with Qiuqiu in her arms.
And she was holding a large piece of silk torn off her clothes in her hand.
In the silk, a pair of white and tender little flesh claws stretched out, and she grabbed her chest unrestrainedly.
She was wrapped tightly in the cloak that Mr. Kamema originally wore, her face was weak and pale, and her temples were slightly chaotic. Even so, she did not forget to raise a gentle smile to him.
Feng Jian was happy in his eyebrows and Ye Mingxia smiled gently. Everyone laughed happily, with comfort and joy in his eyes.
All this is telling him...
She's fine, she's fine.
He and her children are very good...all very good...
"You're here." Bai Ye saw Di Yun in a blink of an eye, his eyes stayed in front of his blood-stained clothes for a moment, pretending to be angry and said, "This bastard has tortured me to death! Hey, why are you still standing there? This is a good thing you did, but come and see?"