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"It looks like I still won't be able to escape this calamity. It was said that the Demon Elder of the witch church needed to change his blood once every fifteen years in order for his power to increase greatly. Every generation of your mother's blood will produce a person with a special physique. This blood can be clean and sweet, and is very suitable for body cultivation and cultivation. If one was able to absorb blood for 150 years, they would be able to cultivate an immortal body that could dominate the entire world. This year just happens to be one hundred and fifty years old, and your mother only has one daughter, so … "

Old General Bai had not finished speaking, but everyone knew clearly that her birthday was the fifteenth of the month, so the Demon Lord would probably come looking for her. It was because of Hong Mei that she dared to so brazenly suck up blood these past few days. Presumably, this was just a warning to the Demon Lord that the Demon Lord was sucking up blood.

But with their abilities, could they even contend against that hundred year old Demon Elder? Everyone was silent for a while. The silence in the room was terrifying.

"Crack …"

"Who …"

Suddenly, a sound came from outside the door, Mo Feiling who was by the side frowned, her eyes were cold and unmoving, she exchanged glances with Bai Zhixi and the others and quickly followed.

When the crowd came out, they saw a man who looked like a servant running away. However, he had a faint black flame on his body, so it was obvious that he was also a member of the Devil Sect.

Mo Feiling got up and flew over, preparing to capture the man alive so he could ask Hong Mei where she was. When he was just one step away from the man, a strong gust of wind from his palm shot towards him like a hot knife through butter. He didn't pay attention to the situation as he hit his shoulder. In a split-second, he was sent flying back and crashed into the wall. In an instant, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing that, Jun Mohan and Dongfang Hao both struck towards the direction of the wind created by the palm attack. They did not want to see dozens of black-clothed men appearing from thin air and surrounding them.

The corner of Bai Zhixi's eyes held a hint of coldness, but he did not move as he scanned his surroundings, signalling Bamboo String to quickly bring Mo Feiling out of the back door.

These people from the witch church were simply too audacious. They actually dared to come here and commit murder, did they really think that it was easy to bully them because of their cowardice?

"Hand over the bamboo tube quickly and I'll spare your life."

The leading man in black pointed at Bai Zhixi, his entire body covered in a black robe, his voice low and hoarse.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Bai Zhixi looked at it, and then immediately pressed down onto the bracelet, instantly holding a bright sword in his hand. Without speaking to him, he rushed towards the man in black like a bolt of lightning, moving as nimbly and as nimbly as if he were in the dark.

Jun Mohan and the others did the same thing, fighting intensely and spreading out their voices recklessly. However, they did not see any guards from the Prime Minister's Estate nor anyone else, it was as if it had nothing to do with them.

In an instant, those few disciples from the witch church were swept away with a single palm from Jun Mohan. Not a single life remained, and all that remained were terrifying corpses that spread throughout the small courtyard.

Bai Zhixi, who was at the side, was forced to take a few steps back because she did not know how to use lightness techniques. Her sword was instantly chopped off by the black clothed man's palm and she herself floated out like a kite with her string cut, fiercely smashing onto the ground.

But the man in black didn't intend to stop. He lifted his green blade and flew into the air like a dragon. He leaped up, and his nose was like a hot knife through butter, piercing towards her chest. With an imposing posture, she extended her finger and grabbed the falling sword, blocking the spinning blade. With a few cracking sounds, sparks flew everywhere and she twisted her waist to jump up from the ground. The blade was so crude and cold that she was unable to breathe. However, she was not a pushover. She picked up her sword and stabbed at the man in black again. Her movements suddenly sped up, as if she was a fierce tiger tearing at a prey.

After a few rounds, he gradually lost track of his pace. After all, she was a young woman, and she could not endure much longer. She saw the dark man's movements becoming faster and faster, the blade in his hand flashing with silver light like a dragon as she raised her hand and used her sword to block. Unexpectedly, his blade suddenly shot upwards with force, causing her finger to tremble as her sword flew out of her hand and landed far away on the ground. When the black clothed person saw this, he hurriedly stabbed towards her. She knew that she would lose her life on the spot, so she powerlessly closed her eyes.

Initially, he thought that he was doomed. He didn't want to fall into a embrace filled with the fragrance of rosewood. Slowly opening his eyes, he saw Jun Mohan's handsome profile, with a pair of powerful arms hugging her as she flew in the air.

How could she forget that the martial arts of this man in front of her were unfathomably profound? How could a few mere witch church practitioners be his opponent?

As they slowly landed on the ground, the black clothed man took out a black bullet ball from his bosom and threw it towards them. Suddenly, a black fog covered their eyes.

Seeing that he was about to escape, Bai Zhixi pressed the jade pendant in front of his chest lightly, causing a plum blossom shaped poisonous needle to fly out, and landed steadily on the back of the black-clothed man's neck. However, the black clothed man acted as if he did not feel anything. He turned around and gave her a mysterious smile, then disappeared.

"Dammit. He actually ran away."

The black mist disappeared and Dongfang Hao chased after it. He scolded the black clothed man as he left.

"Whatever, as long as the tube is still in our hands, they will still be here. Xi Er, how are you? "

Jun Mohan called out to Dongfang Hao, looking at him who had a pale and powerless face, with blood dripping from his mouth, a look of love appeared in his eyes.

"Jun Mohan, why don't you help her take a look first!"

Looking at Bai Zhixi who was on the verge of collapse, her face was pale and bloodless, her messy hair was let down, and she had long since lost her previous spirited look.

"Jun Mohan, quickly go and see my grandfather …"

Earlier, she had absentmindedly seen a few people from witch church enter the house and wondered how her grandfather was doing.

"Don't worry. With this prince here, I won't let them hurt your grandfather."

Mo Feiling walked out with a limp, his handsome and handsome face had a hint of a cold smile, but his messy hair indicated that the battle inside was extremely intense.

After Bai Zhixi heard his words, she felt a wave of relief. As long as her grandfather was fine, she would be at ease. Instantly, his eyes blacked out and he slowly fell into Jun Mohan's embrace, unconscious.

The night quietly approached, and now the snow had melted, leaving only the faint rustling of the deep snow that persisted.

In a night without snow, it was pitch-black, as if an endless abyss could not be seen. The cold wind ruthlessly blew past every single part of the Prime Minister's Estate, making rustling sounds, causing one's heart to feel cold and creepy.

It was unknown how long he slept before Bai Zhixi slowly woke up. They saw Jun Mohan standing by the window, looking out into the darkness, no one knew what he was thinking.

"You …"

He wanted to ask why he was still here so late, but when he asked, he found himself at a loss for words.

"You're awake. How are you feeling?"

After Jun Mohan heard this, he strode over to her and helped her sit on the stool. He gave her a cup of water, he did everything skillfully and gracefully.

"That's right, I forgot. I have to remove the Gu for my grandfather tonight …"

Bai Zhixi suddenly thought back to what Feng Jinghua had said previously, that he would use her blood as a catalyst for the cure of the parasite. However, she had been in a coma the entire time, and it seemed like it was already past the auspicious hour, so she quickly headed for the door.

"Wait a moment. Although the snow has already melted, the cold still remains." "You are thin, put on your cloak when you go out!"

Just as he walked to the door, he was stopped by Jun Mohan. A purple, carved, and embroidered cloak appeared out of nowhere in his hand. He carefully and gently tied it around her neck before pulling her out of the room.

Old General Bai's Xiao He Courtyard was on the east side of the Prime Minister Manor while her Rain House was on the west side. The two courtyards were already quite far away, and with the darkness of the night, one could only rely on the weak light of the lanterns to illuminate the road.

She found out that it was because of her that Hong Mei went around peeling faces and killing people, so she had already sent Hong Dan and the others out to spread throughout every corner of the capital. If Hong Mei made a move, she could also stop her in time to prevent even more innocent girls from dying.

Lan Yi was the only one by her side serving her, so she was afraid that she would be forced to leave by the man beside her!

Jun Mohan's warm big hands held onto her bone-chilling, small hands as he walked along the road in silence. One could only hear each other's footsteps being exceptionally clear in the dark night.

"Jun Mohan, thank you. "No matter when, stay by my side, I …"

Perhaps she could not stand this silence, but she wanted to ease the awkward atmosphere.

When he pulled her hand, Bai Zhixi felt a burst of nervousness in his heart. He could not help but tighten his hands that gave her a sense of security, giving birth to a kind of feeling, as he thanked Jun Mohan mysteriously.

"Well, you really should thank me for keeping so many secrets for you! "Why don't you just devote your life to me!"

Hearing her words, Jun Mohan stopped in his tracks and stood in front of her, looking at her deeply, and the warmth and love in his words could not be hidden.

After Bai Zhixi heard this, he suddenly raised his head to look at the man in front of him who looked like a demon.

There was a moment of silence, so quiet that the sound of each other's hearts beating faster could be heard. A cold wind blew, and plum blossoms rained down on them. Elegant and beautiful, full of love, you can not bear to destroy.

Bai Zhixi held a flower petal in his hand. Could their love be as resolute and unswerving as the winter La Mei, not afraid of the wind blades corroding her face, and release her head high against the ice?

In this humble ancient era, love had always been the order of parents and the words of the matchmaker. However, she just didn't want that to happen. She wanted to break this unreasonable rule, so what if she agreed?

"I want to know the truth, and I want to live a long and eternal life. Mausoleum without mountains, exhausted rivers, shaken winter lightning, summer rain and snow, the combination of the heavens and the earth, do you dare to be together with Jun Jue! "

Bai Zhixi looked at Jun Mohan tenderly, her red lips opened, and her voice was extremely gentle like water, sweet as honey, and said word by word. After saying so, she couldn't help but kiss his lips. Laughing softly, she walked forward.

But these words, along with the kiss, were blown into Jun Mohan's mind like lightning. After a moment of absent-mindedness, he shook his head, and a sweet smile rose from the corner of his mouth as he chased after Bai Zhixi.