If you mess with the devil, it's over!

As the shadow dissipated bit by bit, or was swallowed up by the dark and violent demonic energy, the magic halberd in Qi Lan's hand slowly turned into wisps of black mist and disappeared out of thin air.

Looking at Jiang Wuyue, whose face was distorted by the barbs of the magic net, and the veins on his face were congested, as if he would explode in the next second, and his life would be worse than death.

Qi Lan's black hole-like eyes blinked lightly, and bits of demonic aura lingered on his fingertips like vines. When he raised his hand, the demonic light surrounded him, and the fierce light shone brightly, and the demonic aura lingering around his eyes was even worse.

"Scum!" Qi Lan's cold voice sounded, with a hint of anger and contempt in his dark eyes. The network of demonic energy began to gather, corroding her body, like the black smoke that could not dissipate in a sealed environment.

"what--"

A heart-rending wail sounded low and hoarse, violent demonic energy exploded, Jiang Wuyue's entire body turned into powder, and a brief rain of blood seemed to fall in the sky. For a moment, everything in the sky seemed to be It turns into a touch of blood, like the end of the world, seeping into people's souls!

Outside the space, Mr. Zhao's face full of traces of time showed a look of worry and anxiety. She couldn't break this space technique, or she couldn't break it in a short time.

His Highness's decision was really too hasty. Although this could prevent the old devil from escaping, doing so would put himself in danger.

Although the old demon was just an incomplete remnant soul, she had seen its strength with her own eyes and could not afford to be careless.

"Mr. Zhao, Your Highness, she..." Jiuyun slowly stood up from the side after adjusting her injuries, and cupped her hands with the white-haired woman in front of her.

"Your Highness is usually very cautious in doing things, and will not do anything that is not sure..." Mr. Zhao interrupted Jiuyun. A large part of her heart believed that Qi Lan was sure of what he did, but Still a little worried.

The two of them waited outside the space for a long time. Mr. Zhao could still maintain his composure, but Jiuyun felt increasingly uneasy inside.

"Mr. Zhao, why don't we two work together to try to open this space barrier."

呲——

As soon as Jiuyun finished speaking, the barrier began to become illusory, and finally turned into a little golden light and dispersed in the wind. The last trace of light also faded, and Qi Lan's figure suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, holding a baby in his arms. A boy covered in bruises.

She just looked at the man in red who had his beautiful eyes closed in his arms and looked very weak. The indifference just now no longer existed, and his light eyes were full of tenderness.

"My wife told me to stop running around like a fox, but I just didn't listen. If you wake up this time, my wife won't take care of your little trouble. I will have a long memory..." Qi Lan pointed at her fingertips. Gently stroking the messy hair of the boy in her arms, she hugged him gently, as if she was holding a fragile porcelain doll.

"Mr. Zhao, have you found Fu Yi?"

"Your Highness, wait a moment." Mr. Zhao bowed his hands to Qi Langong, ducked, quickly came to a big tree, and grabbed Fu Yi, who was still unconscious.

Fu Yi was also seriously injured. He was stabbed in the lower abdomen, and the blood had solidified. If this stab was not rescued in time, his life would have been lost. The remaining wounds were all scratches. Although it looked like he was covered in bruises, it looked like he was covered in bruises. Compared to a young man, this is already considered light.

There were four gun muzzles on the young man's delicate body, but none of the four wounds were fatal. What put him in the dying state was the purple bruise on his chest. This blow directly caused him to completely lose his combat effectiveness and at the same time, he fell inward. He was also seriously injured.

Looking at the man in his arms, Qi Lan felt very distressed.

Fortunately, he arrived at the critical moment, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"The old woman has already fed him the Fu Ji Dan, and he only needs to rest for a long time." Mr. Zhao said. Originally, she should have said this just now, but all of His Highness's attention was focused on her little man. His gaze was doting, so Mr. Zhao didn't bother him.

"Yes." Qi Lan nodded, walked to a smooth boulder, squatted down, and slowly put the boy down. Just when she was about to use spiritual power to nourish and heal his wounds, her cold eyes suddenly condensed, Look up.

A chariot was approaching her position, and she could see clearly at this time that there were three monsters pulling the chariot, and there were three of them.

This seems very luxurious to outsiders, but in Qi Lan's eyes, it's really nothing.

On the mid-air chariot, a woman in green brocade clothes and a folding fan with calligraphy and painting stepped down from the air. In her arms was a man wearing pale white, a little pink, with patterns of dancing butterflies embroidered on it.

The woman is dressed like a wealthy playboy, but also like a arrogant scholar. The man in her arms looks very cute. His hair is decorated with tassels and butterfly hairpins. His small and delicate face is lightly painted with pink and white, and his body is petite. , looks warm and waxy.

The visitors were Ju Yi and Lan Yu who came from behind.

"Sister Juyi..." Lan Yu looked at the boy in Qi Lan's arms and pulled Juyi. His little face was full of shock, and his big watery eyes widened.

"What's wrong with the vixen in red?" He blurted out subconsciously, looking at the appearance of the man in red, a look of eagerness appeared on his little face.

Obviously this charming man was still fine this morning, and he did not forget to look at him with a meaningful smile. Now he suddenly looked like this covered in blood. Lan Yu was a little worried, and the blood made him scared.

When has he seen this scene before?

I grew up in a boudoir and was well protected by my family. I have never seen anyone injured like this. This is the first time.

Hearing the words of the man in front of him, Qi Lan narrowed his cold eyes and looked at him faintly.

Lan Yu came to his senses, noticed the look, and realized that he had made a slip of the tongue. He pinched the corners of Ju Yi's clothes with his little hands uneasily, and shrank his little head back, as if he was very afraid of the cold woman in front of him.

"Don't blame me, sir. Yu'er was outspoken and bumped into you. We are friends with Mr. Yu, that's why." Ju Yi gently held his little hand, smiled slightly, to reassure him, and then cupped his hand to the person in front of him. .

"I hope to forgive you for being rude."

She also didn't expect that the man would be so injured just because she wasted her time on the road. Juyi could feel the residual spiritual power in the surroundings. There was definitely a big battle, and the two men behind her The position should be the subordinate of the person in front of me.

With her current strength, she can't afford to offend him for the time being, but with the young man in her hands, she needs to test her tone.

"It's okay." Qi Lan replied coldly. Normally, she would have been smiling like a spring breeze, but at this time, with her little misfortune so bad, she was in no mood to pay attention to these two people. Those who were in the way would leave by themselves, and those who were in the way would be killed together.

When his chariot arrived, Qi Lan glanced at the two men and disappeared without saying anything.

"This man is not simple..." Looking at the man flying away, Juyi's eyes became dark. Just now, she felt the murderous intention of the man in white for a moment, but in the end she looked at Huai When he hit the injured man, he gave up the idea.

When she came back from the trade-off, this was the first time she felt a strong sense of oppression on a person. This was not the strength of her cultivation, but the invisible momentum.

"Sister Juyi, that person took away the red fox, what should I do?" Lan Yu looked up, worry on his face.

"Red fox?" Juyi shook his head and smiled when he heard what his little guy said. He remembered that this little guy didn't like the charming man very much before, but now he was worried about it. Why did he feel that he could hardly keep up with the great lord of his generation? Are you following this stupid man's ideas?

"Don't worry, Xu'er, he will be fine." Ju Yi gently stroked the little boy's head and said with a smile.

She didn't know anything else, but Juyi could tell that the woman in white liked the boy. When they got off the chariot, the two looked at each other, but she still noticed the moment of love when Qi Lan raised his eyes.

This love belongs to the boy. I don't know what the relationship between the two is like, but one thing is certain, she will never hurt the boy.