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"Where did the leader go?"

"The leader has been missing for five days. I have searched all the places in the church, but I can't find the leader."

Feng Xing Wulei raised his eyebrows, "Elder Duan died in the attic, was it the master's hand?"

Yuehun looked panicked and worried: "But there is no figure of the leader in the attic."

Xinghun suddenly raised his eyes: "Could it be that... the leader fell into the Great Dark River Palace?"

"No." Yuehun tried his best to conceal the panic in his heart, as if he was convincing himself, "If this is the case, Palace Master Helian will not care about the life and death of the leader."

"Are you so sure?" Xing Hun's face began to turn cold, "Since the Heaven and Earth League was looted, Palace Master Helian has never been here, but Die Che always came to inquire about the leader's news a few days ago. If he really cares The life and death of the leader, why don't you come by yourself?"

"What's more, a few days ago, near the Xuantian Formation, I found the Nether Death Warrior from the Great Dark River Palace."

"Maybe...Palace Master Helian couldn't come because of something unexpected, that's why he sent Die Che over." Yuehun's voice became softer and softer.

Feng Xing Wulei said indifferently: "Palace Master Helian hasn't stepped out of Ao Shen Palace for nearly half a month, and even the Yahuo Realm has been sealed off, no outsiders are allowed to enter, it's really weird."

Xinghun was startled, "How did you know?"

Fengxing no tears no longer answer.

Xinghun ignored it and turned to leave.

"where are you going?"

"Big dark river."

"Xinghun, how dare you disobey the leader's order!" Yuehun said coldly: "The leader has ordered that without his order, no one is allowed to take a step into the Great Dark River!"

"I can't wait!"

At that moment, an icy and strangely cold breath approached from behind them, and a demonic man slowly walked out of the attic, followed by a loud bang, and the whole attic was shaken by a second after he left. Turned into ruins and dust.

"Teach... the leader." Moon Soul looked at the evil man standing in front of them in disbelief, seemingly pleasantly surprised, but a kind of admiring fear spread in his heart.

Except for the dead Duan Chen, they found no trace of anyone in the attic. How did Nongyue get out of the attic?And why destroy the attic?

However, what frightened the subordinates the most was Nong Yue's demeanor.

Not seeing each other for a few days, their leader seemed to be a different person, with a touch of blood red in the demonic purple eyes, evil and wild, and there was no trace of a smile on his handsome face, but a murderous aura that pierced the bone marrow.

It was the evil spirit scattered from Nongyue's body, carrying the magic of the scarlet hell, like a demon that suddenly came out of the hell of the gate of hell, blooming with mysterious and destructive power, which made people tremble more than before. Kill all the courage to approach.

Such a leader is too scary.

It was so terrifying that they seemed to be able to destroy their souls invisible if they looked at it even more, leaving nothing left.

"What did you just say?" Nong Yue looked at Yue Hun, her purple eyes narrowed dangerously, "Die Che has been here?"

The bottom of Yuehun's heart was filled with shock that he had never felt before, "Yes."

"What did you say?"

"She always asks about the whereabouts of the leader, but..."

"Just what?"

Yuehun said lightly: "Whenever my subordinates tell her that the leader is missing, her eyes are...strange."

Nongyue closed her eyes slightly, her handsome brows furrowed, "Even the Yahuo Realm has been sealed?"

"Yes." Fengxing said respectfully without tears: "The subordinates of Aoshen Palace only know that Palace Master Helian is in retreat, but..."

"But what?"

"But there is no trace of Palace Master Helian in Duanqingya."

Nongyue raised her eyes suddenly, a faint unease flashed across her deep purple eyes, and the blood-red color faded in an instant, shaking faint ripples.

The Aoshen Palace in late autumn is extremely cold, and the withered cherry blossoms are always dancing tirelessly, falling playfully into every corner of the cold palace.

Whenever Die Che passed by Muxue Pavilion, she would feel uneasy. She tried her best to quell the doubts and speculations of the other three sect masters, but as time went by, the fear hidden in her heart became more and more obvious.

Suddenly feeling an evil breath approaching slowly, Die Che suddenly turned around, only to see Nongyue standing behind her at some point, if not for feeling that the evil man's breath was a bit disordered, Die Che really thought that the person in front of him seemed to be suddenly The banished fairy transformed into an illusion.

Standing behind her silently, no one noticed.

"Sun Moon Hierarch..."

Nong Yue stopped looking at the woman, and pushed the door open, her footsteps were as light as snow falling on the ground, without any dust.

At this moment, Die Che had already forgotten the warning that the man in red had given her, and instead felt a sense of relief, completely liberated from the heaviness.

However, after a while, there was no movement in Muxue Pavilion, the door was not closed, and even the only sound of breathing could not be heard.

The inherent sensitivity made Die Che realize something in an instant. She rushed into the Muxue Pavilion, and when the scene she saw filled her eyes, at that moment, Die Che was so trembling that she almost couldn't support her body. Limp on the ground.

Mottled and criss-crossed bloodstains spread all over the entire Muxue Pavilion, and the fox fur on the soft couch was soaked in blood, not only on the bed, but also on the sandalwood table, soft curtains, and letter paper scattered on the ground... Mu Xuege, who was as holy as snow, was covered with blood, and his eyes were stinging with coquettish despair.

Die Che's lips trembled, she couldn't believe everything in front of her eyes, "How could the palace master vomit so much blood...how could..."

The woman slowly raised her head, she did not dare to look at Nongyue's expression, but felt that the back of the once standing supreme king at this moment seemed to be a broken paper-cut, thin and trembling.

"Where is he now?" The slightly hoarse voice overflowed faintly, without a trace of strength at all.

"I... I don't know." Die Che was so flustered that tears welled up in his eyes, "The palace master won't let anyone in, I..."

Nongyue turned around abruptly, staring at Die Che's eyes angrily, viciously as if trying to tear her apart, the scarlet in his eyes once again filled his purple eyes, the extreme anger made Che take a few steps back, and made the woman say in fear Not a word.

"Is he hiding it from me..." Purple eyes narrowed coldly, Nongyue approached Die Che step by step, bloody aura came, and the cold and poisonous eyes wanted to shoot through every part of the woman's body. one place.

Grabbing Die Che's neck, his sharp red nails were glowing with dark purple demonic light, and he roared, "Why did you help him hide it from me!?"

The woman's tears fell helplessly: "Master Sun Moon, why did the Palace Master hide it from you? You should know better than me..."

With a shocking word, Die Che could clearly feel the trembling of the hand that was pinching her throat.

The scenes in the movie echoed in my mind.

Nongyue finally understands, that day, why he broke free from her embrace, why she avoided her touch, why she resolutely left...

The heartache was so painful that it didn't feel like his own. The cold and madness faded from his eyes. He walked to the soft couch and caressed the torn fox fur. The enchanting scattered blood was like a sharp knife, piercing his heart. , difficult to breathe.

Nongyue knew very well that that proud evildoer would never show his weak appearance in front of him.

However, in the past half a month, how much blood did his Xue'er vomit, and how much extreme pain she endured alone...

Nongyue's palm was pierced by a nail, and the scattered blood fused with the blood on the soft couch, blooming with enchanting beauty.

Guxue...

Digging three feet, I want to find you too!

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There was no light in the pitch-black room, and a coquettish fiery red bloomed on the ice bed surrounded by air-conditioning.

Demonic black roses are coiled around Yaohong, as if the thorns of fangs are densely dotted with flower stems, and some of the thorns have pierced into the body of the man in red.

The peach blossom brand on the collarbone has dimmed, and a more bewitching life is blooming on the arm of the man in red.

The demonic flower that seems to be a magic vine is coiled on the white arm. It seems to be a magic flower that grows in the body, absorbing the sweetness of the blood, frantically asking for it, and living in the nourishment of the blood.

The man in red was powerless, and his charming face was without a trace of blood. He was as pale as the snow in the Tianshan Mountains. The cold air from the ice bed condensed frost on his brows, bit by bit destroying his already extremely cold body.

The fiery red long hair is magically strange, scattered on the black roses beside him, Helian Guxue played with the Huan Shuihan in his hand, the pain of being pierced by poisonous thorns and the pain of tearing inside his body had already made him numb.

Because at this moment, the light of Huan Shuihan is the only bright color for him to wake up.

Like those deep purple eyes looking straight at him, bright and eerie.

The corner of Gu Xue's lips curled up into a sinister smile, he put Huan Shuihan lightly on his lips, leaving a faint hickey, as if he had been satisfied for a long time from that kiss.

"Palace Master Helian, how do you feel?" A hoarse voice sounded from behind, and the smile disappeared from the red eyes, replaced by casting and coldness.

An Yeming approached the ice bed, his black eyes were full of strange expressions, quietly staring at the man in red who was imprisoned by the poisonous thorns.

It was a shock of black and red intertwined, as if it was a flower essence blooming with evil poison, it was extremely beautiful.

The corners of An Yeming's lips raised a ghostly smile, his anger dissipated, he waved his sleeves, and the coiled black rose seemed to be touched, the black vine branches wrapped around the man in red even tighter, and the sharp poisonous thorns pierced deeper Every inch of Helian Guxue's skin.

Gu Xue let out a muffled snort, and the cold sweat couldn't stop slipping down. He chuckled softly, full of sarcasm: "An Yeming, your methods have improved. I didn't expect you to have so many tricks."

Seeing that the man in red didn't react at all, An Yeming became even more angry, "It must be painful, Helian Guxue."

The icy red eyes narrowed slightly, filled with a sarcastic smile, "Is it more painful than practicing dark ninjutsu?"

Anger was condensed on the frozen face, and An Yeming raged: "My pain is all thanks to you!"

"Helian Guxue, do you know that I eat your flesh and drink your blood in my dreams!"

An Yeming's steel claw gloves slashed fiercely on the arm covered with magic flower patterns, black and red blood dripped down the pale arm, and dripped on the entwined black roses, enchanting and charming.

Guxue bit her lips, but didn't say a word, the wound on his arm affected every inch of his bones, tearing his soul invisible, and the Huan Shuihan in his tightly clenched hands was almost crushed.

An Yeming's steel claw gloves made a friction sound, "You are obviously in pain, why don't you say anything!?"

Those unruly and stubborn red eyes made the man in black want to dig them out.

As soon as I saw the proud and unyielding eyes, I couldn't help but want to torture him, tortured him to death, tortured until the red eyes dimmed, tortured until he lost the toxicity forever, and withered here.

"Helian Guxue, as long as you beg me to let you go, I can help you out immediately."

"Hehe..." Guxue laughed again, and didn't even look at the man in black at all, "If you finish talking nonsense, you can get out."

An Yeming narrowed his cold eyes slightly, and raised a cruel smile: "Why did you leave? I can't wait to know what kind of funny expression Nongyue will show when seeing you like this."

The red eyes suddenly lifted up, and a bright light flashed across the pupils in an instant, shaking crystal clear.

Can't let him know...

Never let him know...

The chest was stabbed again, and Guxue couldn't help but tremble all over, the bewitching blood streaked down the corner of her lips, desolate and desperate.

"Missing him again?" An Yeming's expression was strange and gloomy, "I'll tell you the truth, Helian Guxue, the more you love him, the more painful you will be!"

An Yeming sneered slyly: "This is what I carefully prepared for you... The poison of the seed flowers conceived by the enchantress Broken Heart Grass and Datura, it will live in your body and grow crazily. The more powerful the vitality of this poison is, it will suck your blood, and it will slowly die until you die of blood and die in pain!"

The sharp steel claws lightly brushed Guxue's arm, staring at the pale arm surrounded by coquettish vines, An Yeming's smile became colder, as if admiring a proud work.

"Look, it has grown to your arm, and when it spreads all over your body, you will truly be like a mandala, an eternal monster, but withering in despair."

An Yeming held Guxue's wrist, with complex and elusive eyes, "In the whole world, only you are worthy of this kind of torture..."

An Yeming's hand slowly caressed that pale yet gorgeous face, and a strange laugh sounded: "Who made you look so beautiful, slow torture is the ultimate beauty, the ultimate beauty It is also an extreme cruelty, so only the most beautiful poison in this world can match you, Helian Guxue."

Feeling the touch of her face, Gu Xue frowned in disgust, her red eyes were filled with coldness.

"I named it a name that suits you well."

An Yeming approached Gu Xue's body, and the evil hoarse sound resounded in his ears...

"Blood Night Demon Luo."