The last snake lingered behind the Yin, looking at the wind with fear, hissing the snake's letter.

When she fell down after the Yin, the snake wrapped her body behind the Yin and dragged her away in fear.

"Yi'er......" although he was dying, he still looked at him sadly after Yin. "Yi'er......

the wind even looked at the miserable situation in front of him. The blood in his hand was warm, but he couldn't remember what happened just now.

Think it should be a sin, but inexplicably, there is a feeling of happiness in my heart!

It seems that what has been vented and what has been completely cut off...,

"wing! Wings! " Behind him, someone called out to him, but the voice was like in another world, across mountains and rivers, hazy.

He tried to hear more clearly. The harder he tried, the more obscure he became. Finally, the bloody tragedy in front of him turned into darkness. His tall figure fell down like a dam destroyed by the flood.

"Wind with wings!" Huang Beiyue holds his head in a hurry with one hand, touches his cold face, and then probes his pulse and nose to make sure that there is no problem. Then he breathes a sigh of relief.

Lixie came over and helped him up. He glanced coldly at Huang Beiyue and said, "you can go."

Huang Beiyue took a deep breath and said, "I will not leave for the time being."

Lixie seemed to be a little stunned, and then said, "what about ink lotus?"

"I'll set him up, and no one will think of him!" Yubeiyue gives Lixie a warning look. If you move the ink lotus, don't blame her for being rude!

Lixie shrugged and stopped caring about her. She went to the palace to have a rest with the wind and wings, and huangbeiyue followed her with ink lotus.

She once came to King Shura's bedroom. Knowing that the pattern here was very big, she found a room for Mo lian to stay for a while and help him look at his ears.

The array of that day did suffer some damage. He would not be able to hear until he was treated in time.

Huang Beiyue prepared the medicine, asked Zhizhi's little hand to help him clean up the blood inside, and then applied the medicine.

"Month." Murian asked in a low voice, "here?"

"This is the city of Shura." He used to have a good ear power. After taking the medicine, he gradually improved and could hear some voices.

Hearing about Shura City, Mo Lian frowned tightly. He knew that they were not in the dungeon of Shura City, because he sat on the bed and felt the good brocade. How could brocade be used to make the bed in the dungeon?

Although he saw his doubts, all kinds of reasons were too complicated. Huang Beiyue was very tired and didn't want to explain too much, so he asked Zhizhi to accompany him and go out to see feng Lianyi.

He sat on his shoulder squeakedly, helped him to comb his hair with his little hands, and bit a black silk from nowhere in his mouth. After gathering up his hair, he stepped on his ears and climbed up on his head.

"Ouch!" He hurt his ears when he stepped on them, and then Mo Lian called out.

Sit on the top of his head, pat him on the head, squeak and say, probably say: no pain! Boys need not be so coquettish!

Mo Lian sat silently and let him tie his hair in a mess. Thinking of the squeak, he said, "she is, Shura City, so it is."

Zhimeng beast is something only in Shura City, and she has always been so disliked of Guangyao hall, is that why?