With his vicissitudes of life, his majestic face, and under his bloody robe, he was full of rage. Red blood mist rolled around the old man, and a violent and boundless space air flow was surging crazily.
"Greetings to the Lord of the Hall!" Everyone in Senluo Hall immediately lowered their heads and knelt down in great respect.
Even Qin Ya and Shang Qun retreated and saluted this man.
Old Senluo's face was cloudy and uncertain. Did Qisha show up to get a share of the pie?
Everyone in Beihuang City stared at that majestic figure, their eyes stiff, their expressions horrified and terrifying. No one had ever had such a terrifying aura. This scene seemed to be deeply imprinted in their minds.
"Sen Luo, why bother this junior? Give me some face and let that kid go." The old man in blood-robed eyes had deep eyes and spoke calmly.
The hearts of the crowd trembled violently. They were extremely unbelievable. The figure of the strong man soaring in the sky could actually intercede for the young man?
Cang Lan's face was also a little twitchy, but he soon calmed down. It is impossible that such a monster genius does not have the guidance of a peerless person behind him.
Cang Xueyan's beautiful eyes were twinkling, her teeth were biting her red lips, and her towering chest was rising and falling slightly. How could she be worried about that guy?
Old Senluo frowned, his face gloomy. After a while, he looked at the old man in blood-robed in front of him with fear, and said coldly: "That's all, but I want to take away the Rongying Tiandan and the little girl."
The master of the Seven Kills Palace remained silent, and Cang Lan's face became anxious. He plopped down and knelt down in front of the old man in blood robe, "Senior, please save my little girl, Cang is willing to do my best for you."
The old man in blood robe ignored him. His gaze swept around. Everyone's heart was extremely cold and they did not dare to look directly at him.
"Qisha, that little girl is an excellent furnace. After I finish enjoying it, I will personally send her to your mansion." Old Sen Luo licked his lips greedily, his eyes showed lust, and he slowly
Walking towards Cang Xueyan, one step at a time, extremely public.
Cang Lan stood in front of him, with rage in his heart and spiritual energy flowing crazily in his body. Cang Xueyan was everything to him, and even if he died, he would not let the old ghost taint her.
"Go away." Old Senluo shouted. The terrifying voice made Canglan tremble. He wanted to attack, but found that his bloodline spiritual power was completely imprisoned, making him look like a useless person.
"Ha...haha, little beauty, how should I honor you?" Old Senluo laughed, his withered face becoming even more ugly.
"Even if I die, I will not go easy on you." Cang Xueyan looked at Lin Zixuan with a determined look, and then the three-foot green sword slashed across the jade neck, and the bright red blood spread like falling peonies.
"Xueyan..."
Cang Lan burst into tears, hugging the woman in the red dress and crying loudly.
"elder sister……"
Cang Nan also cried, crying very sadly, with a gloomy expression.
"She is a strong and stubborn girl. Don't worry, she won't die. I will love her well." Old Senluo smiled sinisterly and walked towards the woman again.
"Senior, save her..." Lin Zixuan said weakly, and the old man in blood robe was slightly stunned. Looking at Sen Luo, his eyes flashed with a cold light, and the terrifying soul power bloomed, turning into a bloody ocean, filling the surrounding void.
shrouded.
"Sen Luo, that's enough!"
The cold and coercive voice resounded in the air, and the violent blood light exuded an extremely strong evil spirit. The pupils of the people in Senluo Palace shrank for a while. The most mysterious and powerful being in the Blood Clothes Tower actually made an enemy of their palace master for this person.
?
"It seems that you attach great importance to him." Old Senluo stopped, looked at the Master of the Seven Kills Hall, and spoke coldly.
The old man in blood-robed eyes condensed, and the blood-colored ocean rolled crazily around him, like a cage in the sea of blood, flooding the world.
Looking at the boundless ocean of souls, old man Senluo's face froze and he looked a little pale. He suppressed the anger in his chest and sneered: "This time, I admit defeat. Next time, I won't have such good luck again."
Already."
The old man Senluo walked away in a hurry. The people in Senluo Hall were also in complicated moods, but they had no choice but to return in despair.
There was silence and depression in the space for a long time. Looking at the leaving group of purple-winged bats, the crowd burst into warm cheers.
Many people's hearts trembled violently after being nervous. They clenched their hands into fists and their faces were filled with excitement. They never expected such an ending.
This peace without losing a single soldier, this miraculous victory, could be brought about by a young man.
The old man in the blood robe silently walked towards the woman in the red dress. A ball of flame appeared in his hand, and then he took out a red elixir. The terrifying temperature instantly incinerated the elixir, and the strands of elixir essence were sent into Cang Xueyan's body with the wind.
Mouth and nose, the rich life force traveled through the blood meridians of her body, and the wound on the jade neck healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then disappeared without leaving a trace.
"Ahem!"
The sound of coughing came out, and the woman's face gradually became rosy. She opened her eyes and looked at the old man in blood-robed clothes gratefully. Cang Lan next to her even kowtowed respectfully.
"You don't need to thank me, just thank that boy. He asked me to save you. The little girl has good bones, so she is a good match for him." The old man in blood robe joked, and he looked deeply at the man lying on the ground.
Lin Zixuan glanced at him, then escaped into the void and disappeared.
…
At night, the twilight is slightly cool.
Lin Zixuan opened his eyes in the haze, and the first thing he saw was the pink curtain, and secondly, the beautiful woman leaning on the bed.
In an instant, Lin Zixuan was a little panicked. He covered himself with the soft Yunluo silk quilt and said in a hoarse voice: "Miss Cang, you are still in the boudoir. Lin will leave now."
Lin Zixuan stood up in panic, but his body was extremely weak and he walked with a limp.
"Do you dislike me?" Cang Xueyan was a little annoyed. She unbuttoned her clothes and the bright red skirt slowly slid down her shoulders and arms, revealing a large area of snow-white skin.
"Aren't you men all virtuous?" Cang Xueyan bit her teeth slightly, her chest rising and falling gently.
Lin Zixuan turned his back to her, his expression became solemn, "Miss Cang, please respect yourself. Lin will take his leave."
After that, Lin Zixuan walked towards the door, but was stopped by a soft call.
"Lin Zixuan, the number one in the Wanhua Festival, the disciple of Mr. Qin, is really a gentleman." Cang Xueyan raised a bright smile at the corner of her mouth.
Lin Zixuan turned around and saw that her skin was as bright as snow. The brocade quilt covered most of her jade body, but it could not hide her plump and attractive figure. Her exposed shoulders and lotus feet were as pink and flawless as mutton-fat jade.
lubricating.
"Miss Cang, your jokes are unbearable." Lin Zixuan frowned slightly, looking a little unhappy.
Cang Xueyan's eyes were charming and demonic, and she said with a smile: "Is Young Master Lin angry?"
Then, she smiled sweetly, her jade-like face filled with contented joy, "Xueyan hasn't thanked Mr. Lin for saving her life yet!"
"It's a small effort, but it's not worth mentioning. Lin will leave tomorrow. I hope the lady will take it seriously." Lin Zixuan opened the door and sighed. He is really a tormenting goblin.
The tassels on the bed swayed gently in the wind, and Cang Xueyan's face wrapped in quilt showed a trace of charm and charm. She looked at Lin Zixuan's leaving back, and the corners of her mouth raised in a beautiful arc.
"Back then, you were the number one mountain climber, a disciple of Mr. Qin, with unparalleled talent and popularity among thousands of girls. The four peaks of Tianyuan Academy were shaken by you, but you disappeared. Now that you appear in front of me, is it destiny or calamity?"
"However, you saved my little brother, our family, and me. Xueyan will keep the secret for you." Cang Xueyan's beautiful eyes turned, thinking about that appearance, her face couldn't help but blush.
"Idiot, although I am testing you, you are so unhuman..."