The strongest pet: the playful wife is too hard to chase

Chapter 87
Shiyu was so pinched that he couldn't breathe, his face was flushed from holding back, he cursed inwardly, and he took out his Tianlan sword and slashed at Yaoqin.

After all, the Tianlan Sword is a divine tool, and when it is slashed, it is full of momentum. Yaoqin had to avoid its edge, and she let go of her hand and summoned a long sword to block the Tianlan Sword's attack.

Yaoqin's counterattack gave Shiyu a chance to breathe, and she ran away without hesitation, without any intention of pretending to be aggressive with the magic weapon.

She is a Shangxian who has cultivated for tens of thousands of years, even if she has a divine weapon in her hand, she doesn't have the ability to defy the sky.

At this time, the sky was not yet bright, and the Mochen Hall, which had always been cold, was even more lonely. Staying here could only lead to death.

Shiyu had no choice but to flee desperately to the nearest Shangqing Hall. The residences of the three immortals of Changge were not far from there. As long as they arrived at the Shangqing Hall and alarmed them, she would be safe.

Since Yaoqin has murderous intentions, she won't let Shiyu leave so easily. Seeing her turn around and run away, Tengyun chases after her.

Tengyun was so many times faster than Yufeng, Shiyu had just seen the shadow of Shangqing Palace, Yaoqin had already chased after her, the long sword shone coldly under the moonlight, approaching Shiyu.

Shiyu was so frightened by the fierce murderous aura that his spine shivered, and he cursed without turning his head: "Damn it! This lunatic!"

That Yaoqin was determined to kill her, and she was chasing her at the Changge Fairy Gate, she was really a lunatic.

"Changge Shiyu! Take your life!" Yaoqin was full of murderous aura, Xiao Sen shouted coldly, the long sword came out of her hand, and went straight to Shiyu's vest.

The speed of the long sword was faster than that of Yaoqin Tengyun. With Shiyu's cultivation level, there was no time to dodge. His body was directly pierced by the sword, and a large amount of blood stained the white shirt like a rose flower blooming at night.

The moment Shiyu was pierced by the long sword, Shiyu suddenly felt a pain in his back, and his heart almost collapsed when he recovered.

Another escape!He was beaten to death by others again!

This broken artifact has a fart use!Spicy chicken!

When she landed, Shiyu was still thinking about how unlucky she was to be hunted down all the time.

God!Since you have given her a physique that draws hatred, why not give her a peerless cultivation!
This sword was not enough to kill Shiyu. She steadied her body and covered her chest lightly. She raised her head and looked at Yaoqin who was following. In one breath, the wound was torn and the pain was unbearable.

"It's your blessing to die in Changge Xianmen." Yaoqin raised her hand and pulled out the sword stuck in Shiyu's chest.

Hot blood splashed all over Yaoqin, Shiyu fell limply on the stone steps, the pain in her body made a fine layer of sweat appear on her forehead.

Having experienced the sharp pain of broken tendons, this level of pain was nothing to her.

Shiyu's lips were pale, but he didn't snort from the beginning to the end. He just stared at Yaoqin coldly, gasping for breath.

The place where she is now is an aisle between Zangshu Pavilion and Shangqing Hall. The pear trees on both sides are covered with luxuriant branches and leaves to cover the sky. Except for the moonlight shining through a sparse branch and leaves, there is no other light.

Yaoqin's sharp eyes gleamed coldly in the darkness, holding a long sword in her hand and pressing her every step of the way. She was not in a hurry to take Shiyu's life, but instead looked at Shiyu's frightened expression like a cat catching a mouse, enjoying it very much. .

Yaoqin approached step by step, Shiyu moved backward step by step with difficulty, and when she moved under a beam of moonlight, Yaoqin stopped in her tracks.

It's not that Yaoqin suddenly changed her mind because of her conscience, but she couldn't help laughing at herself when she saw Shiyu's appearance at this time.

Changge Shiyu was bathed in the moonlight in blood-stained white clothes, his face was pale but had a morbid beauty, especially those bright eyes that shone like obsidian were so charming that they seemed to be able to capture people's minds.

"It's no wonder that Jing Mo's heart is moved." Yaoqin smiled sinisterly and silently: "It's better to scratch your face before you die."

Raising his hand, he drew sword flowers one after another, and a strong smell of blood wafted in the air.

(End of this chapter)