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Chapter 16 The end of hurting my lover

"Your Majesty, there are only three days until Blood Poria..."

Bei Mingye signaled Wu Shuang to go outside the door to talk.

After Luo Li woke up, in addition to having a faint headache, her clothes had been changed and her wounds had been bandaged. Although the voice outside the door was very low, Luo Li still vaguely heard it.

"Luo'er's current body, not to mention Chiyan Wuya, is still questionable as to whether she can climb the Chiyan Mountain. How can you ask me to leave her alone at this time?"

"But if you miss this time, I'm afraid you will have to wait another five hundred years..."

"That's enough!" Bei Mingye was thinking about going back to his room to see Luo Li when the door was suddenly pushed open.

There was a smile on Luo Li's pale face.

"Master, let's go on our way now, I can do it!" Luo Li said it was okay, but before she could walk a few steps, her body became weak and she fell backwards.

Fortunately, Bei Mingye took action in time.

"Luo'er, you never have to show off in front of your master!" Bei Mingye allowed Luo Li to struggle several times before carrying him back to the room.

Luo Li reluctantly got up, but Bei Mingye covered her with a quilt and pinned her down on the couch.

"Luo'er, be obedient and rest in peace!" Bei Mingye was about to get up, but his belt was grabbed by Luo Li. Bei Mingye fell onto the couch without warning.

Their eyes met, and their breathing and heartbeat suddenly became a little rapid.

"But Luo'er doesn't want to be a burden to the master." Luo Li's eyes were a little hot and she was about to cry.

Bei Mingye tried his best to support himself on the couch with both hands. Just looking at the aggrieved person, his whole heart melted.

Bei Mingye caressed Luo Li's red eyes gently.

"Luo'er has never been a burden to the teacher. Luo'er is..." Bei Mingye suddenly felt his mouth was dry and his throat was tight. He stood up suddenly and took a few sips of tea.

"Master just wanted to say, what does Luoer belong to master?"

Bei Mingye walked towards the door without looking back. When he reached the door, he suddenly replied.

"Have a good rest and you'll be ready to go on your journey tomorrow morning!"

After confirming that Luo Li had fallen into a deep sleep, Bei Mingye casually set up a barrier outside the door.

"Your Majesty, this is..." Before Wu Shuang could recover, Bei Mingye had already taken off.

"Your Majesty, please wait for me!"

Desperate Ghost Sect

"You guys are a bunch of trash!" Thousands of people were sent out, but less than a hundred came back. Unexpectedly, not even a hair on Bei Mingye's head was hurt. How could Gui An not be angry?

"Sect Master, please spare your life! I blame the sick man for being too cunning and cunning!" It was a good thing that Li Tian didn't explain. As soon as he opened his mouth, Gui An angered Gui An even more. Before he could react, Gui An slapped him and flew him away.

"The sect leader is in trouble, Demon Lord, he, he..." A disciple hurriedly came to report, crawling on the ground.

"What's wrong with Bei Ming's son?" Gui An took a few steps forward and picked up the Tongzhuan disciple's collar.

Before the Tongzhuan disciple could straighten his tongue, a sharp palm strike struck at Gui An.

Gui An nimbly turned around to avoid it, only blocking the Tongzhuan disciple in front of him.

This Xuan Bing Zhang should not be underestimated. He saw the disciple instantly turned into an ice sculpture, fell to the ground with a clang and died in a few breaths.

"It's been a long time since I saw you, Demon Lord. I've missed you so much!" He stretched out his hand to avoid hitting the smiling man. Looking at Bei Mingye's gloomy face, he knew that this trip must not be that simple.

Taking Bei Mingye's life would be a matter of time, but not now.

"You all go down first!" Gui An gave a look to Rui Tian. Bei Mingye never took his eyes off Rui Tian from the moment he came in.

"He stays!" Bei Mingye suddenly made a move to stop Li Tian.

"Oh? I wonder if Demon Lord has some misunderstanding about our sect's left envoy?" Gui An still had a smile on his face, but there was a bit more charm in this smile.

When beating a dog, it depends on the owner. If you want to deal with the people of this sect at will on your sect's territory, have you asked me if you agree?

"Here, Li Zuozhi is ill, why don't you help him down quickly!" Gui An's expression changed visibly.

"Ah! Sect Master, save me!" Before the disciples could step forward, Rui Tian was already choked with threats of death.

The ghost secretly shot the case.

"It seems that the Demon Lord is determined to make things difficult for me today!" The God-Slaying Sword came out of its sheath and pointed directly at Bei Mingye's door.

"Your Majesty, be careful!" The God-Slaying Sword will kill someone within a hundred meters, not to mention that the distance between Bei Mingye and Gui An is only a few dozen meters away. It is too late for Wushuang to stop him.

Bei Mingye turned around casually, raised his left hand slightly, and the God-Slaying Sword became tied between Bei Mingye's index finger and middle finger as if it had been cast by a spell.

"Such scraps of copper and rotten iron, it's a good thing that the majestic Ghost Sect leader actually had the nerve to show it off!" Bei Mingye exerted force with his palm, and after a long crisp sound, the God-Slaying Sword was split into two.

"The Demon King is really arrogant. It seems that this sect has really underestimated you!" Gui An took advantage of Bei Mingye before he could gather his strength, and stepped in front of Bei Mingye in a few steps. He wanted to fight.

Take the key point that holds Bei Mingye.

"If the Demon Lord wants to kill that violent sky anywhere outside, it has nothing to do with this sect. It's just that it's really inappropriate for the Demon Lord to bully our sect now." Gui Ancai

Just as he got behind Bei Mingye, his arm was wrapped around his wrist before he even got close to Bei Mingye.

"What if I have to take his life today!" Bei Mingye used his strength casually, slashed his wrist with his life, and instantly embedded it into Gui An's flesh.

"Hiss!" Gui An weighed the pros and cons. If Beiming Yeyi hadn't been there with the Blood Poria, he might have killed more than just Li Tian's life today, and what he had strangled was more than just his wrist.

"If Envoy Zuo offends the Demon Lord in any way, the Demon Lord can deal with it as he pleases. But after all, Envoy Zuo has served our sect for many years and has worked hard without any merit. Please show mercy to the Demon Lord and reward him with dignity."

They were all dead, so Gui An didn't care whether to leave a whole corpse, but he also didn't want Bei Mingye to be too arrogant and complacent in his ghost sect.

"I'm afraid it won't work. I have to make a living with the few wind wolves I raise in my backyard. Thinking about it this way, it's really cheap for Rui Tian, ​​who is just a left-handed envoy of the Ghost Sect!" Bei Mingye turned around and fired several life-killing commands at the same time.

Tighten your palms.

Poor Ru Tian didn't even have time to make a sound of painful struggle before he was neatly cut into eight pieces.

Gui An couldn't help feeling disgusted, and pointed at Bei Mingye through gritted teeth.

"you you!"

Bei Mingye just walked to the door, stopped and turned around, a red dress fluttering, two strands of silver hair flowing between her cheeks, her lips slightly raised, but her smile was a bit scary no matter how you looked at it.

"What's wrong with me?"

Gui An only felt chills all over his body, and was subconsciously forced back a few steps by Bei Mingye's murderous aura.

"Demon Lord, please help yourself!" Gui An wished that this living king of hell could leave quickly.

How could I have imagined that Bei Mingye was moving forward step by step, still playing with the golden thread in his hand to threaten his life.

"I never like explanations, so today I will set a precedent for your Ghost Sect." Bei Mingye casually pointed at the bloody cloth bag packed by Wu Shuang.

"I only have one beloved disciple. If anyone dares to hurt her in the slightest, he will be punished by being cruel!"
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