It's too late for Muyan to dodge, so he just gritted his teeth and didn't retreat. Isn't that the witch who killed the gods? When she's afraid, she can't“ Younger martial sister --! " However, the expected rotten black fog didn't come, instead, countless sharp swords broke through the clouds like the sun. However, the sword was so sharp, but it all rubbed Mu Yan's figure, even her clothes didn't scratch a little. Mu Yan was so familiar with the meaning of the sword and the breath“ Little martial uncle The light of the sword dissipated, and the young man's figure fell slowly from the air, protecting Mu Yan. All of a sudden, there was a dead silence. Luo Yunxiao seldom wears a snow-white dress with ice blue embroidery. The long hair like waterfall and ink is tied up with white ribbon. Green silk and snow Satin flutter with the wind. Instead of the gentle and jade style of a gentleman, there are more beautiful bones and clear images, which make people feel more confused. When -! The konghou in Yashuang's hand didn't hold firmly, and he hit the ground directly. "There is such a gorgeous man in this world." Yayun's eyes turned to Luolan. He saw that the snow and ice in his hand had disappeared, and his eyes were fixed on Luo Yunxiao, as if he had already lost his soul【 Ice and snow alone is related to the spirit of Luolan. Once her mind is not steady, she will return to the universe. Yayun takes another look at luoyunxiao. He was holding the sacred stone of mule Pavilion. It is clear that ordinary people will feel unstable and miserable when they touch the sacred stone with their bare hands. But Luo Yunxiao seems to have nothing to do with it. In other people's hands, the holy stone will vibrate violently and emit bursts of black gas. It's also like meeting a killer. In Luo Yunxiao's hands, it's quiet like a real lifeless stone. Even the black fog that came out of the unclean abyss. After the holy stone quieted down, he rushed back to the barrier. Yayun was suddenly excited. Yunxiao, like a saint, can control the stone. No, it's more than controlling the sacred stone? Even the uprising in bujingyuan can be stopped! Such an excellent man is also the favorite of the saint. If he can be admitted to Mu Le Pavilion. Isn't it the best of both worlds? With the beauty of the saint and the status of the mule Pavilion, you can get the favor of the saint. It must be that this young master Yunxiao can't get it. Just at this time, Luo Lan finally couldn't help but walk forward a few steps, gently called: "young master Yunxiao." Yayun looks at his Saint's eyes and eyebrows, and her cheeks are slightly red. She is excited. It's so beautiful. She knew that as long as it was a man, she couldn't refuse After controlling Ku Shi, Luo Yunxiao turns to look at Xiang Muyan, "how is the injury?" Mu Yan turned the smart power for a while, wiped off the blood on the corner of his mouth and said, "it's OK. Fortunately, you are here in time... "Although she is not afraid of killing witches. However, after the spiritual power was exhausted, she could not stop the black fog gushing from the unclean abyss. In this way, the villagers of Yuanwu village and the friars of Beilu around them will suffer“ Nonsense! " Luo Yunxiao suddenly raised his voice. Always pale and cold face, rarely showed uncontrollable anger, "again and again, you just don't take your own safety in mind?" Mu Yan stared at Luo Yunxiao's angry face, some of which couldn't come back. It was the first time that she saw the little martial uncle get so angry with her. For a moment, it was a little silly.