"Master, I'm sorry, my disciple was fooled." Leng Yue lowered her head in shame, not daring to look into Isa's eyes.
Isa's eyes fell on Leng Yue and she roughly guessed what happened almost instantly.
Leng Yue didn't have any injuries on her body. Her fighting power was not inferior to Ye Xiong's. Even if she lost, she would never be captured alive. The only possibility was that she was deceived.
Isha did not answer Leng Yue's words, her eyes fell on Ye Xiong and said coldly: "Long time no see."
At this moment, her movements were full of domineering, with the domineering aura of the Virgin leaking out. Compared with the woman Ye Xiong had seen in the illusion before, who was as gentle as moonlight and exuded a lazy aura, they were two extremes.
.
This woman has been deceived by her all the time.
The two stared at each other, and Ye Xiong was very angry when he saw her.
She was the instigator of the changes in the sacred mountain and the battle between the divine generals. If it hadn't been for him, Netherworld would not have died in the previous life, and Lu Yao would not have died in this life.
Holy shit, it’s not an exaggeration to say she is a devil.
"Stop talking nonsense, how is Zhao Lizhen?" Ye Xiong asked directly.
"You still haven't changed your weakness of being sentimental..."
"I'm not flirting with you. It's none of your business whether I'm passionate or not." Ye Xiong immediately interrupted her and continued to ask: "Let me ask you, where is Zhao Lizhen?"
Leng Yue next to her was stunned and couldn't help but glance at the man from the corner of her eyes.
There is no one in the whole of the world who dares to talk to the Holy Mother with such an attitude.
"What are you aiming at?" Ye Xiong glared at her and cursed: "Do you think everyone is like you, willing to be her lackey? Can a rule like hers produce talents? All they produce are Confucians.
Husband, lick the dog."
Leng Yue kept moving her mouth, trying to say something, but nothing came out.
"I have sent her to the extreme cold prison. I don't know whether she is dead or alive now," Isa said.
"One person for another, if you let her go, I will let Leng Yue go. Otherwise, I will kill your strongest disciple." Ye Xiong said angrily.
"I have never been threatened." Isa glanced at Leng Yue and then continued: "From the day they became my disciples, they have been determined to sacrifice for me. Your threats have no effect.
"
"Then don't blame me for being rude." Ye Xiong pressed his dagger.
Blood gushed out, dripping down drop by drop, and part of it fell into Ye Xiong's hand, dyeing his clothes red.
He only needed to use a little more force, and Leng Yue's throat was cut.
Leng Yue only felt that her body was numb, and the smell of death was getting stronger and stronger.
Facing his threat, Isa's expression never changed at all, as if Ye Xiong was holding a person who had nothing to do with her.
"It's useless, Master will not be threatened by anything." Leng Yue said.
Although she said this without any expression on her face, Leng Yue still felt sad in her heart.
She was the first disciple that Isa accepted. She followed her for 20,000 years, did countless things for her, and killed countless people. As a result...
"If you kill her, Zhao Lizhen's fate will be worse than hers." After a while, Isa said.
"You are really a devil." Ye Xiong said angrily.
Zhao Lizhen is her apprentice, but she can actually attack her. Is she still a human being?
"You are not the only one who said this." Faced with Ye Xiong's threat, Isa's face remained unchanged, and she said after a while: "Don't say I didn't give you a chance. If you want to save her, come to the Holy Mother Hall."
"Okay, I'll go, but you have to promise me that if I go, you will let Zhao Li go." Ye Xiong said his request.
"No problem, but I'm warning you, you may not be able to get out alive." Isa said.
"I don't know how many times I have died in this life, so it doesn't matter if I die again."
Ye Xiong turned off the water mirror, released the dagger from Leng Yue's neck, and said calmly: "Lead the way!"
Leng Yue looked at him in disbelief.
She originally thought he would refuse, but she didn't expect him to agree.
She originally thought that Ye Xiong would be Master's disciple, but judging from the conversation between the two, not only was he not a disciple, he was also an enemy.
What's the difference between him going to the Notre Dame Temple and throwing himself into a trap and seeking death?
At the beginning, Leng Yue despised this man and thought he was a scumbag. Now she realized that this man still had an attractive side. At least he had the courage to do what he did and was fearless in everything. This was not something ordinary people could do.
"The journey to the Holy Mother Temple is long and there is no wormhole along the way. It will take at least three months." Leng Yue said.
The Holy Mother Temple is in the Celestial Empire. This is a remote star field. This time is normal.
The two of them are still strong enough. For ordinary monks, it would probably take more than half a year.
"Hurry up and hurry up!" Ye Xiong said.
"Let me treat the injury first."
Leng Yue took out a small bottle from her body, took out some ointment, and applied it to her neck.
Ye Xiong almost cut her neck just now, but she realized that she didn't hate him at the moment.
Perhaps, since he decided to save Zhao Lizhen and go to the Heavenly God Empire, she didn't hate him so much.
The two of them started on their way immediately, very quickly.
"What kind of place is the Extreme Cold Prison?" Ye Xiong asked as he hurried on.
"It is the coldest place in the God Realm."
"Has Zhao Lizhen's cultivation been restricted?" Ye Xiong continued to ask.
"She only has less than one piece of power left. Normally, she should be able to survive for a year, but it has been a few months now." Leng Yue said.
Ye Dazhong's heart was as sharp as a knife, so to speak, Zhao Lizhen was suffering from the cold.
If it weren't for herself, she wouldn't have ended up like this.
Leng Yue glanced at him and saw the pain on his face, and she couldn't help but change her view of him again.
This guy may not be as bad as you think.
In the blink of an eye, ten days passed.
Even for people with their level of cultivation, spending ten days and ten nights continuously consuming their vitality and rushing on the road would be a bit unbearable.
"Let's rest for a while. If we continue to consume like this, I'm afraid there will be trouble if we encounter enemies on the road." Leng Yue finally couldn't help but said.
At the same time, she was secretly shocked because she didn't expect Ye Xiong to have such a strong foundation.
She was almost exhausted, but this guy showed no signs of being tired at all.
Little did she know that Ye Xiong now possesses several magical powers, and can use vitality flight and bloodline flight in turn, so he feels that his power is endless and cannot be used up at all.
"Then let's find a place to rest for a while."
Ye Xiong saw a forest below and fell down.
In his fingers, sword energy flowed vertically and horizontally, and two caves were soon opened.
"You go to the cave on the left to rest. I'll find you later." Ye Xiong said.
Leng Yue nodded, entered the cave, sat cross-legged on the ground, and at the same time took out a rejuvenating elixir and drank it.
After meditating for an hour, she walked out of the cave and walked into the cave next door, ready to ask Ye Xiong to set off.
Unexpectedly, when I went there, I found that the other party was not there.
"Damn bastard..."
Leng Yue immediately felt that this guy had escaped.
"Who are you scolding?" A cold voice came from behind.