Going back through the book to the time of the morbid devil boy

Chapter 133 Want to pretend to be pitiful

After Mo Yiran finished burning the paper, he took out a sound transmission stone, input spiritual power to light it up, and then said to the sound transmission stone: "Intercept and separate Ye Qingwu and the half-demon Yanchi. The two of them are separated! You must not hurt Ye Qingwu."

A respectful voice came from over there: "Obey."

Mo Yiran retracted the sound transmission stone, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, but his eyes were very deep.

The two of them must be separated.

Because the half-demon Yanchi must die!
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Yan Chi took Ye Qingwu out of the blood domain, but Yan Chi didn't know that a group of traitors were chasing after him, waiting for an opportunity to take his life.

Yan Chi and Ye Qingwu quickly left the westernmost part and came to the central part, but the central part was forbidden to fly, so they could not walk with the sky or with the sword.

The two of them walked to the nearest city to the west - Facheng.

Because Yan Chi can hide his eyes, others can't find anything.

After arriving in Facheng, the sky also darkened, so they stayed in an inn with two rooms.

Yan Chi was dissatisfied at first, but after Ye Qingwu gave him a slight stare, he didn't dare to say any more.

He was afraid that she would be angry.

In fact, he was secretly thinking about sneaking into her room quietly.

However, Ye Qingwu seemed to know it in advance, so she sat on the stool and waited for him.

For a moment, Yan Chi's ears turned red from embarrassment, but the night was dark and he couldn't see clearly.

Ye Qingwu showed a standard smirk, waved to him, and motioned for him to go back to his room.

"Ah Wu..." Although Yan Chi was very guilty, he still yelled unwillingly, trying to get away with it.

But Ye Qingwu said: "Hey, go back, you and I are just a fiancée, and we still can't sleep in the same room."

After a long time, he was still standing there motionless.

"Yanchi." Ye Qingwu said angrily.

Yan Chi found a loophole in her words, and insisted: "I'll just watch over you, don't sleep."

Ye Qingwu burst out laughing, suddenly she had a plan in her mind, she stood up, walked up to Yan Chi and asked, "Do you like this room so much?"

Before he could answer, she said, "Then I'll give you this room, and I'll go to the next room."

Just when Ye Qingwu was about to walk around him and leave, a slender hand with well-defined bony joints tightly grasped her wrist, and her deep magnetic voice was filled with a hint of grievance: "Why do you keep avoiding me?"

"Is it because I'm a half-demon? Or is it because I'm not Chi Chi in your heart?"

His questioning was like a boulder hitting her heart, making her almost suffocate in pain for a while.

Yes, she was deliberately avoiding him, because she was afraid that she would not be able to take back the affection she had given too much...

As Master said, emotions are really difficult to control.

Ye Qingwu was silent for a long time, Yan Chi looked down at her, and gradually relaxed the strength in his hand until he no longer held her wrist.

At that moment, Yan Chi's figure disappeared in the room, and his aura gradually faded away.

Ye Qingwu brushed her hair as if nothing had happened, then walked to the side of the bed, sat down, and fell heavily on the bed, her eyes were empty, and her vision began to blur.

It may take her a while to get used to the new delay.

After a long time, she sat up, packed her things, then opened the window silently, jumped out of the window easily, and landed on the dark and deserted street.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the dark room, and clenched her hands slightly. She was walking on the dark and deserted street, feeling very uncomfortable.

But what she didn't know was that on the eaves of that inn stood a young man in white clothes. The young man's eyes were terrifyingly deep. He watched Ye Qingwu walk away from him step by step.

"Ah Wu."

The boy called out in a low voice, but no one heard him.

The young man stared at Ye Qingwu's figure until it disappeared completely, his heart skipped a beat, and he was about to follow, but...

Suddenly, a large number of men in black surrounded him and attacked the boy without any nonsense.

The young man slightly raised his hand to block the attack.

He glanced at the direction where Ye Qingwu left, then turned and walked in the opposite direction of her. After a while, the young man brought the men in black who surrounded and killed him to the gate of Facheng.

The teenager has never been in contact with this group of men in black with mysterious tricks. They seem to be able to regenerate, and their severed limbs will grow back.

Although there will be no regeneration after the head is cut off, these men in black will try their best to protect their heads, even if the arms are cut off beyond recognition.

Moreover, this large group of people in black are all monks above the Nascent Soul Realm, and two of them have even reached the Practicing Void Realm.

Therefore, for a while, it cannot be dealt with easily.

Two monks who practiced the virtual realm flanked him back and forth, and they were very cunning, using tricks he had never seen before.

Holding a sharp sword in his hand, the young man's eyes suddenly turned blue, and his strength surged, making it impossible for the men in black to catch up!

The young man swung his sword at them several times in a row. Wherever the blade went, there were stumps and broken legs, and even shattered the bodies of some men in black, with an aura of swallowing mountains and rivers.

There were many corpses on the ground, and blood was scattered all over the ground.

The two cultivators in the virtual realm looked at each other, and then one of the cultivators shouted: "Assemble!"

As his words sounded, the surviving men in black all surrounded the young man, forming a circle around the incomparably flirtatious young man. Unexpectedly, those men in black raised their swords and cut through their own throats, and blood splashed from their necks.

And the blood that splashed out not only did not fall, but seemed to have a spirituality, automatically merging with the one next door.

Gradually, a circle resembling a blood vessel surrounded the boy in white, and the strange and evil aura made people feel a little uncomfortable.

Yan Chi's eyes froze, and his expression instantly became vigilant.

The two cultivators in the Void Realm shouted in unison: "The array of different blood, open!"

As soon as the words fell, the surroundings became extremely dark, and the originally weak moonlight was also blocked by dark clouds.

Waves of suffocating and frightening forces kept squeezing Yan Chi, feeling like he was being executed by Ling Chi.

Yan Chi's blue eyes flickered in the darkness, his eyes were indifferent with a touch of madness, he raised his sword to break through the formation of strange blood, but he noticed a figure that was rushing over quickly.

Yan Chi concealed the sickness and madness in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

He put down his sword and let the formation of strange blood attack him.

And the two black-clothed men in the Void Practicing Realm who were watching from the side were all surprised, why didn't this half-demon resist?

Obviously, his strength is enough to crack...

The sharp blade made up of different blood constantly hit him. If it wasn't for his strong body, he might have been cut into pieces at this moment.

(End of this chapter)