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

Chapter 167
Ye Qingwu also took out her sharp sword.

At this moment, in the void directly above them, a black tall and straight figure appeared.

Dressed in a black robe, he has a tall and straight figure, three thousand blue hair blowing in the wind, his fair and almost abnormal complexion is particularly conspicuous, his blue eyes are surprisingly indifferent, his thin lips are not stained but vermilion, and the light brown tear mole is on his cheek. Under the corner of the right eye adds a sense of charm.

Still the same as the boy back then, with the same appearance.

However, the suffocating aura exuding from his whole body and the thick murderous aura all over his body made it extremely difficult for people to approach.

Everyone suddenly looked up.

"Great devil!"

"He actually came!"

"..."

Qian Juechen also raised his head to look up, a solemn look flashed in his purple eyes.

He should have been here for a long time, but they never found out!

This half-demon is so powerful!

Qian Juechen put his eyes on the red-clothed 'Ye Qingwu' and gave her a look.

'Ye Qingwu' in red nodded almost invisible.

Then she summoned the spiritual power in her body and walked against the sky.

She came directly opposite Yan Chi.

Yan Chi's eyes were also on her, his eyes were not so indifferent, and even his breath became softer, which made the red-clothed 'Ye Qingwu' very happy.

She hastened to do as Qian Juechen told her.

The woman in red approached him step by step, her eyes were full of tenderness, and the corners of her lips smiled: "Chichi, I am Ye Qingwu, can you not destroy the two worlds? Even if it is for me..."

Yanchi didn't speak to him.

Although he didn't pay attention to himself, he didn't interrupt her, so she wasn't discouraged.

"Chi Chi, come back to me, okay? I was wrong before, I shouldn't have lied to you!"

Speaking of the word 'deception', the young man's blue eyes changed slightly, and the murderous aura seemed to escape.

The woman in red was startled by his eyes, and took a step back in fear.

Qian Juechen below said badly.

I saw that the flirtatious boy raised his slender and well-articulated hand, and grabbed the woman in red by the neck from the air.

In an instant, the face of the woman in red turned red, and in the next instant, the woman in red fell heavily to the ground with her eyes closed.

There was a bang.

The fall of 'Ye Qingwu' was not only her death, but also heralded a big step in the failure of their plan.

When Qian Juechen saw the red-clothed corpse, pain flashed in his eyes, he stood on tiptoe, leaped into the void, and suddenly a folding fan appeared in his hand, and said angrily: "Yan Chi! You even killed Ye Qingwu!" !"

The young man was silent and extremely indifferent.

Suddenly, a hateful voice came from below: "Half demon, this is the real Ye Qingwu!"

The crowd looked around.

Even the indifferent young man couldn't help lowering his eyes to look down, his heart was inexplicably vague.

Ye Qingwu's mask was caught off guard by Mo Yiran, she subconsciously turned her face sideways, and raised her hand to cover her face.

"Ye Qingwu, don't cover your face if you have the ability, aren't you just afraid that the half-demon will kill you? Hahaha..." Mo Yiran said sinisterly.

The black-clothed boy in the void curled his fingers slightly.

Is it her?
She is full of lies...she?

Qian Juechen also held his breath, and tightly squeezed the folding fan in his hand.

People who disappeared for more than 100 years...

Ye Qingwu prepared to become a disfigured woman more than half a month ago, and then wore a mask.

It's just that she figured it out in the past half month.

So she didn't disguise herself, she just wore a mask.

She was ready to be honest with him...

She gradually put down her hand, revealing a beautiful and exquisite appearance, exactly the same as the dead woman in red just now.

Everyone was shocked.

There were huge waves in the blue eyes of the flirtatious young man in black. Various complex emotions were intertwined, and his hands were clenched suddenly.

Ye Qingwu raised her eyes to stare at the flirtatious young man, and said with a smile, "I've fallen into a trap."

The young man raised his hand to point at Ye Qingwu, as if he had cut off the woman in red just now.

Seeing this, Mo Yiran was overjoyed.

She was going to die, and the two of them were going to kill each other!
But then his smile suddenly froze.

Ye Qingwu was engulfed by a force, and went straight to the flirtatious young man.

The waist was clamped by a strong arm, and the familiar breath spread to the nose.

In an instant, the figures of the two of them disappeared in place.

Immediately afterwards, a group of men in black clothes, all wrapped up tightly, attacked them.

This place instantly became a battlefield.

Soon, the young man brought Ye Qingwu back to the blood domain.

As soon as the boy's feet hit the ground, he pushed Ye Qingwu away, and Ye Qingwu fell to the ground in embarrassment.

The young man turned his back to her, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Come here, take her to the Yuxue Pavilion!"

As soon as the words fell, two men in black appeared, one of them pulled Ye Qingwu up rudely, and replied respectfully: "Yes!"

Ye Qingwu didn't resist, and let the two men in black lead her away.

Her eyes fell on him for a few seconds, and finally she looked back.

After she left, for a long time, the young man said slowly with his thin lips: "Don't let her die, her body must be sound."

"Yes!"

……

Yuxue Pavilion.

Before stepping into the Yuxue Pavilion, Ye Qingwu smelled a strong smell of blood.

After stepping into the Yuxue Pavilion, she almost felt nauseous several times.

Many of the people locked in the cage were almost humanoid, bloody and bloody, and severed hands and legs were even more common.

The shrill screams kept ringing.

Ye Qingwu was locked in a prison cell, and her limbs were all locked, the kind that could restrain spiritual power.

After waiting for a while, an old man who looked like a dwarf stood in front, followed by four people.

Those four people held some terrifying instruments of torture in their hands.

The dwarf old man was wrinkled all over his face, and when he smiled, it was gloomy and terrifying.

He took a look at Ye Qingwu, as if he was observing how to make a move.

Sitting on a small stool, he smiled sinisterly: "You have offended His Highness, and this old servant will torture you to the point of death!"

"Come on, first beat her hard with the barbed poisonous whip, then sprinkle spicy wine and salt, and then, stamp a 'cheesy slave' on this pretty little face!"

"Does it sound exciting?" the old dwarf asked maliciously.

"It's okay." Ye Qingwu replied without changing her expression.

This gesture angered the dwarf old man.

The dwarf old man directly raised his chin, motioning for someone to do it.

A strong man whose strength was in the Nascent Soul realm walked towards Ye Qingwu with a barbed poisonous whip in his hand.

Then he directly summoned his spiritual power and waved it towards Ye Qingwu.

'tear'

The sound of flesh and blood being pierced sounded, and Ye Qingwu frowned and snorted.

It hurts hot!
A large slice of her left face was cut and dripping with blood.

Not only was there a wound on her face, it even extended to her body, and her clothes were also scratched by hooks...

Then, again and again.

'boom'

'boom'

'boom'

　Many cuties want to explode, but I personally cough...

　　When the May Day holiday, can I add more updates for you ╭(╯^╰)╮

　　It's not explosive, it's more hehe
　　
　
(End of this chapter)