The Demon Lord is very busy: This little couple is really hard to separate

The ink tumbled back to a safe distance.

He turned around and looked at the two people fighting each other.

He was furious: "Old man! Why don't you wait until I'm dead before coming?!"

Zhou Xuanyu thought to himself that he was too filial to be a man, but then he thought this was a good opportunity.

So the cat found a corner,

He secretly rummaged through his weapons bag.

Mo Jiuyuan was busy dealing with Jun Qinghe and ignored his filial son.

But Mo Shui, who had escaped death, had no intention of staying still: "Feed the move to the man in his arms! What the hell are you doing, old man!?

Can't you see that's Jun Qinghe's weak spot? "

The ink is referring to Yun Yu'an.

For some reason, Mo Jiuyuan no longer had the madness he had just now.

He seemed to recognize Yun Yu'an again. During the fight with Jun Qinghe, he had been deliberately avoiding Yun Yu'an.

"Damn it, it's out of control..."

Mo Shui looked anxious.

At the same time, she became suspicious that Mo Jiuyuan no longer obeyed her orders.

Who exactly is Yun Yu'an? She thought no one knew it better than her.

But she really didn't expect that Yun Yu'an would become a distraction in her control over Mo Jiuyuan.

Could it be that Long Aotian is also the old man's son? !

Mo Shui couldn't help but calm down for a moment...

She thought of the long-missing Yun Yu'an, who was clearly hiding in the Xuyu Sect, but Jun Qinghe acted like he was crazy looking for someone...

Could it be that this was just a trap to trick her from the beginning?

How despicable!

"Old man, the man in Jun Qinghe's arms is Long Aotian! If you don't kill him now, he will kill us later!

Are you deaf!?

Hurry up and do it! "

Mo Shui became more and more anxious the more he looked at it.

As soon as she raised her hand, several pitch-black tentacles grew wildly from her palm.

The tentacles passed over Mo Jiuyuan and wanted to take Yun Yu'an's life directly.

Unexpectedly, Mo Jiuyuan suddenly withdrew his hand and helped Jun Qinghe to "unite against the outside world".

The two men attacked almost at the same time and cut off the surrounding tentacles cleanly.

The out-of-control demonic energy backfired on Mo Shui, knocking her to the ground and causing her to vomit large mouthfuls of blood.

"The immortal thing..."

Mo Shui gritted his teeth and cursed, unable to get up for a long time.

But at this moment, a glowing bamboo shoot broke out of the ground under her and grew rapidly.

Mo Shui didn't have time to turn over and dodge.

The bamboo shoot broke through her body and went out from her abdomen.

Because it was stained with the devil's blood, the spiritual power in the bamboo shoots quickly dissipated like water vapor, making a sizzling sound.

It withered and stopped growing almost instantly.

Zhou Xuanyu looked gloomy.

He was holding a blade of grass in his hand.

He walked towards the witch.

The witch wanted to curl up in pain, but the dead bamboo shoots became extremely hard, preventing her from escaping.

The grass in Zhou Xuanyu's hand spoke in human language: "Xuanyu, move faster."

"understood."

Zhou Xuanyu quickened his pace and waved his hand violently.

He threw the grass at the witch: "Go, Guifen."

The weed cinnamon fell on the ink's shoulder.

It uses both its leaves and rhizomes to climb to the heart of the ink like a millipede.

The witch was sweating from the pain.

My eyes went dark the moment I saw Guifen.

"Go...to this king...die!"

Mo Shui's hand grasped the grass at the heart position, trying to crush it.

But no matter how hard she tried... her nails dug into her palms, drawing out streams of blood.

But the grass remained strong.

She could even crush Jun Qinghe's sword!

How could she not be able to crush a handful of grass!

Forget it, if it can't be crushed, forget it...

Mo Shui had the next best thing and wanted to tear it apart and throw it away.

Little did she know that the roots of the grass had already penetrated into her heart.

The severe pain forced Mo Shui to let go.

And her fear of losing her life reached its highest point.

"Go away! Go away! Go to hell!"

Mo Shui cursed and slapped his heart hard with his hands, flattening the spiritual plant Guifen.

But it was too late.

In a place that Mo Shui couldn't see, the roots of the spiritual plant had already penetrated her entire heart.

Zhou Xuanyu watched all this indifferently.

He whispered goodbye: "See you again if we are destined to."

Guifen seemed reluctant to leave.

But the evil spirit and evil blood continued to erode her life.

The longer she delays, the greater the impact will be on Zhou Xuanyu.

Guifen began to tighten the rhizomes.

"Leave someone alone under the grass!"

There was a sound of breaking air coming from far away, and the witch ink stuck on the bamboo shoot was picked up in two or three strokes.

Zhou Xuanyu spat out a mouthful of blood, soaking half of his body, and fell to the ground.

He concentrated his attention and looked forward along the ground.

"Old... Ancestor..."

It's Fengyue.

Fengyue robbed the ink.

Zhou Xuanyu also saw that at the heart of Witch Mo Mo, there was only a piece of flesh that was burned by the fire.

And in Fengyue's hand... was holding a handful of burnt ash.

The ash was very light and quickly dissipated into the wind under Zhou Xuanyu's gaze.

Fengyue was silent throughout the whole process.

With a cold face, he wiped the remaining dust on his hands onto Mo Shui's body.

Then he slapped towards Mo Jiuyuan and Jun Qinghe - a palm that carried a large amount of demonic energy.

"Boy, it's time to go home." Feng Yue said.

Then he picked up the half-dead Mo Shui, stepped on the sword and left.

What’s funny is that she was stepping on the Heart-Sealing Sword.

Mo Jiuyuan was confused for a moment before he realized that Feng Yue was talking to him.

He changed from attack to defense and retreated a few steps. He actually listened to Feng Yue's words and prepared to escape.

Yun Yu'an, who was hanging on Jun Qinghe, suddenly opened his eyes and called out silently, "System."

[System restarting——Restart successful——

Please input the account name by voice. 】

Yun Yu'an did not hesitate for a moment.

He replied, "Yun Yao."

[Matching successful. System connecting to the network——Warning! Network lost...]

"Pause the connection." Yun Yu'an interrupted it, "Open the stop, quickly."

Everything in front of me quickly faded.

In the blink of an eye, the world was reduced to black, white and gray, which meant that the time stagnation function had been successfully activated.

Yun Yu'an is not affected by the 'stagnation' function.

Therefore, he can not only move at will~

Or even the only color that is independent of this world at the moment...color?

Ok?

Yun Yu'an tilted his head back and blinked, dumbfounded: "Qinghe?"

"I'm here, Ayun."

Yun Yu'an kept blinking: "Qinghe, why aren't you black and white?"

Jun Qinghe with fresh colors:?

"Ayun is not black and white either."

Yun Yu'an blinked until his vision flickered: "This is really weird... How could stagnation not work on the protagonist..."

Jun Qinghe:?

Before Jun Qinghe could organize his words to ask questions, Ayun had already jumped out of his arms.

Yun Yu'an stood up and took a look——

There was Zhou Xuanyu lying on the ground with his eyes wide open.

There was also Mo Jiuyuan, who was floating in the air and running away.

Yun Yu'an took off his shoes and knocked Mo Jiuyuan down with two swipes. He then called Jun Qinghe, "Hurry up and get some strong ropes, chains, a big iron cage or something like that to catch him."

I'll go see Sect Master Zhou first~"

"it is good."

Although Jun Qinghe had many things he couldn't understand.

But Ayun was awake, so he put all his doubts aside and tied up Mo Jiuyuan carefully.

Yun Yu'an has already used the system to check Zhou Xuanyu's condition: "Spiritual power is seriously exhausted?

Will you fall into a coma within ten seconds of releasing the stagnation?

so serious……

Qinghe, has Sect Master Zhou ever fought with Mo Jiuyuan?"