She admits that Mo Yu is the coldest man she has ever seen. This kind of indifference is frightening. Canghaiyuan silently closed her eyes and didn't want to see it.

Mo Yu put away the frost sword, fell on the ground, patted her head gently: "scared you?" When will she get used to it?

The fallen leaves stained the enemy's blood. Canghaiyuan looked at him: "No." She's not scared.

Mo Yu wiped the blood of the enemy on her cheek. I don't know if it's on her lips. She only faintly felt a smile: "don't try to be brave, I won't treat you like I did to the enemy." As soon as the voice fell, the light from the corner of my eye caught a glimpse of the green corner of a big tree.

Behind the tree, a man with the same mask sighed and disappeared.

If he doesn't care about lingxu, and doesn't need to have any skin relationship with lingxu, he must be in love with lingxu. Now, chunxipo and lingxu have nothing to do with each other. They just need to finish the task. To pick up trouble is to paint a snake and do more.

It's also a trouble. It's wrong for them to get involved. It's not worth it if he happens to meet someone who makes him unhappy.

Moyu's beautiful chin was on canghaiyuan's forehead. He remembered that he was shuttling through the woods with canghaiyuan in his arms. The wind in canghaiyuan's ears was whistling, and his clothes were fluttering, just like continuous white light across the woods.

He stopped suddenly and stood on top of a big tree. Canghaiyuan glances away from the corner of his eye. Well, it's time to fight again. How come there are so many people who have nothing to do now?

Mo Yu's back suddenly flashed a green figure, perfectly hiding his breath, but he found it. Mo Yu turns around straightforwardly, and the frost sword "rubs" to divide the mask on the face into two parts, in a neat straight line.

Dillon! Why is he here?

The sharp blade of ice frost sword is shining with silver light, facing Dilong's eyebrows, but Dilong Qingjun's face is not the slightest fear, is still a calm smile.

The breeze blew up their long hair and robes. Mo Yu's beautiful face hidden under her mask was full of chill. Canghai yuan's face was unbelievable. She was stunned for a while. When the leaves fell on the top of her hair, she came back to herself. Yes, it's him.

Dillon can feel the cold breath of frost sword and its owner. Is that how he welcomes him? Is it just chilly in exchange for all the dust? Well, guess Mo Yu will be this reaction, must have found his tracking.

Mo Yu hugged canghaiyuan in her arms and jumped. She didn't know where to go. She only heard a cold male voice in the air: "do it yourself." Leave him these four words, don't need Mo Yu to explain, di long also knows the deep meaning among them.

Dilong picks a lip to smile, do not know is laughing at Mo Yu, or laughing at himself, or both.

Canghaiyuan's pupil instantly diffused, looked up at him, word by word: "put me down."

Mo Yu didn't answer. She fell on the ground and kicked the huge rock beside the big tree. She saw the big tree gradually split, and a black hole appeared in the middle. The dark steps led to the ground. She felt a strange smell, like the smell of corpse decay. This horizontal and vertical look is very strange. How did Mo Yu find this place?

Mo Yu walked into the cave and stepped on the wet steps: "this is the entrance to the fairyland."

Canghaiyuan grabbed his skirt and said coldly, "don't change the subject. Dillon, he... "

Mo Yu slightly opens the mask and shows a smile: "how he is, it has nothing to do with us." Dillon had nothing to do with them.

In this black, where can canghaiyuan catch his smile? Canghaiyuan silently put down his hand and lowered his voice: "you are so merciless, you don't care about his life or death?" It was the most vicious thing she had ever said to him.

Mo Yu embraces her and goes down the stairs one by one. Listening to her saying this, she stops. His slender fingers pointed to her chest: "do you know how many times your beating heart has died here?" Dillon's life and death and her life and death, needless to say, all know which is important.

Canghaiyuan: countless times

He sighed: "just know." With that, the floating flames lit up on the walls on both sides, illuminating the road ahead.

Mo Yu gently put her down, light way: "Canghai kite, ready to fight, if you can't hold on, just lie on the ground with a corpse." Don't think about it. He'll protect her.

Canghaiyuan takes out his Chishui sword, but he hasn't pulled it out of the scabbard yet. He just sits in front of him and goes back to back with Gu. She was helpless: "I'm not that weak."

Suddenly, a large group of soldiers appeared in front of us, just like dark clouds, blocking the way forward. The rear is also a huge army, with crossbows and blades. Everyone looks like a wild animal. If ordinary people are scared, they will climb on their knees and beg for mercy.

Canghaiyuan grasped the handle of the sword, and the red water sword "Shua" came out of the scabbard, and the cold light flashed. The red water sword hasn't been used for a long time. Although she hates killing people, she has no choice. Under the mask, her sneering eyes made the soldiers tremble.

This kind of eyes is the kind of arrogance when looking at the weak.

The soldiers in front of canghaiyuan were enraged and ran towards her, trying to take the head off the woman's neck. Before the enemy moves, Mo Yu quickly stabs the frost sword into their chest. The battlefield won't give them time to prepare. She shook her head and grasped the Chishui sword. In an instant, she appeared in the middle of the group of soldiers and waved the Chishui sword indifferently. Her robes were dyed red by the blood of these soldiers, like plum blossoms in the snow.

Mo Yu came over and took down the token that a soldier had tied around his waist. He turned it over and saw that the back of the token was engraved with a small black seal: Fairyland.

Canghaiyuan put her sword into the scabbard, but she still couldn't calm her heart. He killed again. Mo Yu took her right hand, went down the last step and opened the black door. As soon as she entered the door, she was surrounded by thousands of sword blades.

Ambush?

A man appears on the left side of Canghai kite. The cold blade stabs Canghai kite. Moyu reaches for the blade and the blood flows down the blade“ Ling Xu, if you want to kill her, just tell me. " He threw the blade aside, lingxu immortal. I haven't seen him for a long time.

Lingxu fairy... Canghaiyuan's chin is about to touch the ground. Is she lingxu fairy? It's the beauty that comes out of the painting.

Her long hair was flowing down to her ankles, and the lavender veil covered most of her face. Her beautiful black pupil was like the most flawless black jade in the world. Her eyebrows are two petals, a deep purple robe set off her skin more white as jade, where it seems to have left a quiet fragrance, holding a silver little snow fox in her arms, the green eyes of the little snow fox turned into a green water when she saw the sea kite. This little snow fox is xuanyue. It's lingxu's favorite pet.