The green figure of the succubus quickly became dim and distorted in the sword light of Tiance Junshan, and it seemed that it was about to disperse.
The succubus's deformed body had a high bulge on its back, and a woman's face melted into the blue color emerged.
The second face that was born was not a transparent ghost.
It was a face with pale skin and blood-red lips that opened wide, revealing a bottomless, pitch-black mouth.
Hiss...
A sound like the hissing of a poisonous snake sounded from the mouth of the woman's face.
Balian frowned, sensing something strange.
In the flash of lightning, a long purple-red tongue quickly protruded from the mouth of that face.
The body of the tongue actually looked like a section with a human head and the body of a snake. The whole body was round and smooth, and it sniffed the blood from Bailian's body and bit it.
The weird 'tongue' was extremely fast and difficult to catch with the naked eye. With his keen instinct, Balian abandoned his sword and pinched the snake-like tongue with great precision.
But when I put it into my hands, the tongue was so smooth and soft, as if it had no bones.
Before he could use the force of his palm to shatter the object, the cold, smooth purple tongue slipped away from his fingertips.
The tongue snake with the head of a human was not seen to be very lethal, but it just dropped a cold snake kiss on the wound on his abdomen like a breeze.
The next moment, there was a stinging pain from an ice needle in Balian's abdomen. After the brief pain passed, there was a burning numbness and burning sensation.
I don't know if the tongue snake left the succubus' body or if it used up all its magic poison. It melted quickly in the wind without Balian's intervention.
The deformed succubus' body instantly exploded into a cloud of light, and two broken hair strands fell out of the fog.
Baili An looked up with enlightenment and saw that Wang Yi, who was supposed to die under Yun Rong's sword, had lost track of him and retreated from the battlefield in time.
It can be seen from this that his thinking is really agile to a terrifying degree.
Even though he was extremely confident in his ability to hide secrets, he thought that no one in the entire demon world would be able to find his hidden location.
But a puppet spell was still planted on a succubus here in advance.
No matter how small or small it is.
In an instant, he saw the life-and-death gap between him and Yun Rong. He was able to make a prompt decision and personally destroy the powerful puppet assistance like Fa Yao. He instantly controlled the succubus with his mental power and launched a sneak attack on Yun Rong.
Under preconceptions, Wangyi could only control one living puppet at a time. Who could have imagined that he would have such vicious courage.
Balian was injured by the succubus, and the injuries to his abdomen were still bearable.
The expression on his face did not change, he stood up and looked at Yun Rong, saying: "Wang Yi is a big problem and must not be left behind. Miss Yun Rong, your sword is sharp..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Yun Rong had already walked over quickly, completely ignoring Wang Yi who had hidden his breath and fled away. His face was so solemn and gloomy that he actually looked a little shuddering, which was very different from his usual appearance of spotless brows.
of.
She pressed down on Bai Lian's sword-holding wrist and stared at the wound in his abdomen: "What the hell, who told you to push me away just now!"
Yun Rong usually had difficulty showing his temper in front of him, but at this moment, the word "anger" was clearly written in his eyes.
Balian signaled that he was fine and said: "It's just some superficial injuries. I just have to trouble Miss Yunrong to make a hard trip to get rid of the scourge of Wangyi. He has the ability to control the Beiyuan Rotten Demon. If he is allowed to
If he continues, there is no guarantee that we will be able to escape unscathed next time."
But Yun Rong seemed unable to hear what he was saying, and his expression was a bit scary: "Just now I saw the succubus spit out a strange tongue. I guess it must be a poisonous thing. Have you been touched by that thing?"
Everything happened very fast just now, and Yun Rong couldn't confirm whether Balian was injured by the poison because of the angle.
Baili'an looked at her calmly, then smiled suddenly and said: "The poison of the succubus is a strange poison in the devil world. How can I be so calm if I am poisoned?"
Seeing that his expression didn't seem to be fake, Yun Rong's complexion improved a little, but she still couldn't help but tear open the clothes on his abdomen and saw that the wound was bright red, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.
Then she tore off a piece of clothing and bandaged his wound carefully.
"The location here is hidden. Since you are injured, you can adjust your breath and recuperate here until I come back. I will take Wang Yi's life."
Balian didn't try to show off to her, he nodded, found a thick branch and sat down against it, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
After Yun Rong left, Bailian, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils turning bright red.
He tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of extremely dark-colored blood.
Balian frowned, with a hint of pain, and roughly tore the clothes wrapped around his abdomen with some impatience.
Looking down, he saw that between the bright red wounds, where he had been kissed by the snake's venom, there were green spells spread out in all directions, like vines, and the pale skin was gradually hardening into a piece of jade.
Blue color.
Seeing this scene, Balian's fingers went numb, and he slowly put down his clothes, his expression serious and cold, and he fell into deep thought.
After a long while, he stood up holding a branch with one hand, obviously not intending to wait for Yun Rong to come back as agreed.
As soon as he got up, Balian coughed hard, blood surged up in his abdomen, and a scorching burning overflowed from his throat, making his throat extremely dry and hoarse.
The wounds on his body had been burned away by the fiery heat and all pain had disappeared.
It was so difficult for him to hold on to the branch that he could barely stand up. The burning heat made him unbearably hot, and the cold skin was forced to produce crystal clear sweat beads.
Balian looked at the fine and hot sweat on his palms and was frightened.
Since he woke up from the Ancient Cave of Ten Thousand Demons and entered the world, as a corpse demon, he has never sweated.
Today, I was actually sweating hard due to the succubus toxin.
Balian clenched his fists unconsciously, and found that his fingers were gradually becoming weak, and his consciousness felt as if he had drank countless strong drinks, which made the spiritual platform dim and the entire field of vision turned into a rosy color.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Balian is not stupid and knows that this poison is wrong.
The five elements of snakes belong to earth, and earth belongs to desire. Just now, he was kissed by the poisonous tongue snake. It seemed like it was just brushed by, but all the poison in his body was transferred into his wound.
Snakes dare to violate God's forbidden laws and inspire the seven emotions and six desires of the ancestors of all living things.
If you stay with Yun Rong all the time, something will definitely go wrong.
Feeling helpless against the burning and boiling poisonous desire that was out of control, he bit the tip of his tongue and allowed the taste of blood to spread in his mouth.
Relying on the thirst for blood, he suppressed the spreading bitter desire.
Balian tore off a piece of hard, cracked bark from among the thick branches, and inserted the rough and sharp bark into the palm of his hand with all his strength.
Relying only on the physical pain to maintain his original intention, he walked with his sword and left quickly in the opposite direction of Yun Rong.
On the other side of the sea of peach trees, Yun Rong was walking among the branches and leaves, and the black sacrificial robe on her body was fluttering in the silence of the night. She suddenly stopped and rubbed the ferocious scar between her right wrist with her left hand.
This is the seventeenth time she has done this action, but she still can't find a way to break the illusion of stealing the moon and changing the sun cast by the 'inner demon' on her hands.
Although the scars on her hands were all false illusions, the existence of this illusion actually severed the spiritual power node in her right hand.
Right now, if she wants to pull out the Snow-Cleaning Sword, she can only use her left hand.
Si Jian-sama, who has been using her right hand for hundreds of years, is suddenly forced to hold the sword with her left hand. Not only her strength is greatly reduced, but what makes her even more distressed is that she doesn't know when the illusion planted by her inner demon will be eradicated.
Also said that this technique must be broken by the user himself?
She traveled thousands of miles from the Demon City Palace to Beiyuan, but except for this weird big peach tree, she didn't even see a shadow of her inner demon.
Yun Rong, who is obsessed with swordsmanship, knows how important his right hand is to him, so he must find her.
After crossing the three-mile sea of flowers and branches, Yun Rong let out a light sigh and stopped again, looking at the man in front of him who was entangled by vine branches into a figurine shape and hanging upside down under a horizontal branch.
Lying on the horizontal branches on the rattan figurine is a thin wolf with mottled fur, black and gray.
The thin wolf kept biting the vine figurines with its sharp claws and fangs, but it was like chewing on pig iron. The sharp teeth gnawed out sparks, but failed to leave even a single tooth mark.
Through the faint moonlight, you can see the thin and thin silhouette of the figure among the rattan figurines.
Her complexion was pale, her lips were stained with blood, and her complexion looked very weak. The blood-stained black gold robe on her body silently showed her noble status and unparalleled status.
The broad black robe is like an ink flower, blooming silently among the rattan figurines.
A'luo hugged her knees with her arms, letting her long hair and ink pour out like a waterfall, spreading it flat on the floor. She was indescribably weak and touching, like a trapped bird in a cage, and like a quiet pistil in the dark forest at night.
Hearing the footsteps, Arao opened her eyelashes lightly and saw Yun Rong under the moonlight.
I don't know if it was Yun Rong's misunderstanding, but at the moment she opened her eyes, she seemed to have caught a trace of cold murderous intent in her black eyes that were not as bright as pearls.
But when the murderous gaze fell on the scars on her hands, it disappeared in an instant: "Why are you here?"
The voice was extremely cold, but not hostile.
Yun Rong received the demon's sword manual. Even though so many days had passed, the sacrificial robes on his body were still there, so he naturally had to do a full set of performances.
She said: "I came here to look for someone."
Ah Rao sneered, she knew exactly who she was looking for.
All those with inner demons in the world have an obsession with their hosts that transcends life and death.
The canonization ceremony had not yet been completed, and Aluo had nothing to say to her. She squatted among the rattan figurines, and she hugged her knees tightly, closed her eyes and stopped talking.
Yun Rong is not stupid enough to take this opportunity to get rid of Aluo.
She knew very well what kind of existence the Demon Lord was, not to mention that she was just a trapped party.
Even if she was seriously injured and was so weak that she only had one breath left, she would never be able to kill her.
Not to mention that her right hand was sealed at the moment, and her strength was far inferior to before.
She shook her head regretfully and prepared to leave.
Just as he was raising his sword, Yun Rong used the moonlight to deduce with his fingers, trying to deduce a correct way forward.
She was halfway through the hand squeezing exercise when she suddenly stopped and saw a piercing cold gaze behind her.
A'luo, who was sitting among the rattan figurines, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the handsome man with white blond hair in the sea of flowers, and couldn't help but frown deeply.
Yun Rong turned around slightly, and as soon as he lowered his arms, a cold and dark aura came over him. A handsome face full of wild lust was very close at hand, and the faint red pupils clearly reflected the outline of her face.
There was a sudden pain in Yun Rong's neck, as if an invisible thread had cut through the skin, and bright red blood quickly flowed out and splashed on the sickly pale face of the other party.
Under the strong aura of the other party, Yun Rong took a half-step back slowly and unhurriedly. It was clearly a step back, but when she did it, she didn't mean to show any weakness. Instead, she felt indescribably calm and calm.
.
She took out a soft handkerchief and pressed it on the wound on her neck. She narrowed her eyes and looked at Sikong's ominous and evil red eyes. She asked without fear or fear, "Corpse Demon?"
Si Kong remained silent, sticking out his tongue to lick the blood drops that fell from the corners of his lips. His pupils shrank sharply, and his eyes instantly became cold, like three-nine days of ice, bone-chilling.
The curve of the corners of his lips was obviously twisted in a sick way, "It's really you! That woman really dared to beg... How dare she ask me to protect you... How dare she!!"
Yun Rong couldn't understand his crazy talk, so he hit the nail on the head: "Your Excellency, do you know me?"
Looking at the entire human world, as the leading sword cultivator of the righteous side, she is probably the only person who treats the corpse demons that are strictly forbidden to be killed in the six realms with such courtesy and uprightness, without any prejudice in her eyes.
Perhaps it was Yun Rong's eyes that pleased Si Kong. The madness in his eyes dissipated and turned into a leisurely interest. He lightly held his chin with his fingers and said with a smile: "No, you and I have never met each other, and we will never know each other."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! His eyes were bent with laughter, and he seemed to be in a very happy mood. His appearance was very deceptive, making it easy for people to let down their guard.
Yun Rong was not deceived by this face. Although she was calm, her spirit never relaxed for a moment.
But under the suppression of the absolute power, she had no ability to react at all.
Si Kong raised his palm seemingly casually and slowly, but it gave people a sense of heavy, sticky and irresistible power.
One of his cold fingers instantly transformed into a sharp bloody blade in the night. The cold pain was like an evil poisonous snake, tearing and biting. It easily broke through Yun Rong's body-protecting sword energy and poured it into her body.
in the heart.
In one dazzling moment, Yun Rong was about to face a terrible life and death crisis.
The deep pain made the scene in Yun Rong's vision seem like rain and wind, trembling wildly and blurring, and everything around him was distorted.
A casual and leisurely movement by Si Kong turned out to be fatal and vicious.
He destroyed Yun Rong's real world and pulled her spiritual consciousness and senses into an extremely terrifying and cold realm of death.
Yun Rong felt an unprecedented sense of heaviness on her body, as if she was stuck in a deep mud swamp. Her body softened and she was about to fall towards the sky.
Si Kong looked at You Yunrong quietly, licking the warm blood from his index finger, as if he was tasting the most beautiful sorrowful flower juice in the world.
He is an exile, has always been rebellious, and is a rebellious son who refuses to obey discipline.
Even if it was an order from his father's general, he would resist if he resisted, and rebel if he rebelled.
Everything is based on the intention, and only then can today's Si Kong be achieved.
At the moment when Yun Rong's body was about to be engulfed by the crimson mist.
A hand came through the flowers and leaves, hugged her tightly, and pulled her back from the realm of chaos and death to the real world of reality.
Yun Rong's body was weak and she could only collapse into the hot chest behind her.
The hot breath kept beating on her hair, and the familiar boy's voice sounded above her head. The originally clear voice was made hoarse by the blurry mist.
He only said one word: "Get out!"
There was uncontrollable violence and coldness in his voice, and it was actually directed at Si Kong.
Si Kong was also stunned by the word 'go'.
How many years have passed, in his memory, no one dared to say this word to him. If you like Long Night Walk, please bookmark it: (www.sodu777.net) Long Night Walk Search Novel Network has the fastest update speed on the entire Internet.