Quick Travel: Crazy criticism of the host and his love for him

The former Qingyun Sect became the current branch of the Demon Sect, and this incident caused an uproar in the world of cultivation.

However, the Demon Cult showed no concern for the fierce response from the outside world.

The entertainment that tortured everyone in the Qingyun Sect was still going on, but as time passed, everyone no longer had the original enthusiasm.

I just take a look after a hard day's training.

Today's project has entered a new stage.

The Demon General prepared the arena and randomly selected two people from the Qingyun Sect and threw them into the arena. As long as one of them got rid of the other, they would survive.

Yan Yu hadn't been to the Hall of Good Virtue for several months. While wandering around the Demon Cult, she accidentally came to the Hall of Good Virtue and walked in again out of boredom.

The number of people hanging in the rows has been reduced by one-third, and those who are still hanging have painful expressions and are all scarred.

To say that Yan Yu has any tormenting habits, it's not necessarily true. The main reason is that there are no good people in the Qingyun Sect.

When the major sects were encircling and suppressing the demon sect, the people of the Qingyun Sect were particularly disgusted when they saw the original person, as if the original person had done something outrageous and resentful.

At any rate, the fellow disciples were tolerant in every situation, and they showed no mercy.

On the stage, two monks were fighting fiercely.

They all want to live.

When everyone in the Demon Sect saw Yan Yu arriving, they hurriedly shouted: "I've seen you, Your Majesty."

"Ah."

He was a little uninterested, as if he wasn't interested in anything.

He sat down casually and waved to the Demon General not far away. Then he pointed at the two people fighting fiercely on the ring and said: "Pick them two down, and then throw the two hanging ones up."

The people Yan Yu pointed at were clearly Xia Keban and Qi Yunchuan who were hanging around. No matter what fight others were fighting, a fight between a female protagonist and an infatuated male partner would be more interesting.

"Li Yangu, you devil!"

The two were mercilessly thrown into the ring. Xia Ke stared at Yan Yu with half-full eyes, as if he wanted to tear Yan Yu into pieces.

Qi Yunchuan clenched his fists and looked unkind.

"Li Yanyu, I didn't expect you to become like this."

Yan Yu sneered, his eyes full of contempt: "Qi Yunchuan, I make you sound like a good person."

"I will not take action against my senior brother. If you have the ability, just kill me."

"I will not take action against Junior Sister, you have given up on this."

The two spoke in unison, speaking decisively.

Yan Yu saw the excitement and was so angry that he didn't pay for his life: "Anyway, one of you will die. In this case, you two will discuss it and see who will die."

The two of them glared at Yan Yu angrily, but Yan Yu remained unmoved.

He is arrogant, wanton, treacherous, ruthless... It can even be said that he has no taboos and can do whatever he wants. No one can do anything to him.

Qi Yunchuan looked at Xia Keban affectionately, full of love: "Junior sister, he will not let you and me go. Just kill me. I will be satisfied to die in the hands of junior sister."

Half of Xia Ke's eyes were filled with tears, full of pain: "No, senior brother..."

They held hands and looked into each other's tearful eyes, speechless and choked.

Yan Yu sighed and said with great emotion: "Oh, I really want to kill all the poor mandarin ducks and bury them."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Yu stood up casually and Shi Shiran left.

After receiving the Demon Lord's order, even though Yan Yu had already left, there was still a Demon General walking toward the ring with a knife.

Just as the Demon General's sword was about to hit the two of them, thunder suddenly exploded in the sky, dark clouds instantly covered the sky, and heavy rain poured down.

Perhaps their lives were threatened, Xia Keban and Qi Yunchuan suddenly burst out with amazing power.

They cooperated tacitly and took action to kill the demon general.

The arena was stained red with blood. The two looked at each other and both opened their arms.

Qi Yunchuan sacrificed his magical weapon to block the attack of the demon sect.

Xia Keban picked up the sword from the demon general on the ground and threw it away with a flick of his hand.

The long knife flashing with a cold light cut through the rain curtain, and cut through the iron chains hanging everyone with an unstoppable momentum...

The rain doesn't stop, and the hall of good virtue is illuminated by swords and shadows.

Listening to the words of the Holy Son, Yan Yu didn't think anything. The male and female protagonists were characters who could survive a desperate situation.

So what if I collected their empty capsules? Who hasn’t clicked on the treasure at the bottom of the box?

"What are you doing to stop them? If they want to leave, then let them go. How can the prey be played in a cage? You have to give them a little hope, isn't it?"

"My subordinate understands."

"Go."

"Subordinates retire."

Yan Yu looked at the gloomy sky, gathered her clothes, and sighed softly: "The rain is really heavy."

Under the auspices of the Demon Cult, the people of Qingyun Sect successfully escaped from the Demon Cult.

Facing the heavy rain, they dragged their bruised bodies and fled into the dense forest.

It was only a matter of time before the Demon Cult came after them. They had no time to think about any unnecessary things. They only knew that they had to escape far enough to have any hope of survival.

All the elixirs and magic weapons on them were taken away, and they also suffered serious internal injuries. They urgently needed a safe place to recuperate.

With Xia Ke's unlucky luck, soon a group of people found themselves in a cave in the dense forest. There were stone benches, a stone table, and a skeleton inside.

He looked like a monk who was sitting in a state of incarnation.

The wet clothes clung to the wound, and the water dripping on the ground was red.

But they had no time to care.

Everyone was adjusting their breath. Xie Wange covered her chest and sat in a dark corner.

It is said that time is meaningless to monks, but this short period of six months has been unforgettable, as if hundreds or thousands of years have passed.

The taste of blood in his mouth made Xie Wange grit his teeth, trying to swallow it back.

It's a pity that he even seemed to have difficulty swallowing.

Blood flowed down the corners of his lips and dripped onto his torn robes.

Fortunately, the robe was already stained with blood, so the extra blood stains were not that obvious.

"Does it hurt?"

Xie Wange's heart tightened, and he realized that there was someone beside him at some point.

Because the sky was dark and the light in the cave was unclear, I didn't pay attention to it. I didn't even know when there was an extra person.

He released his spiritual power and wanted to check out the situation of the others. There was a pain in his chest, and he was caught off guard and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"How dare you use spiritual power in such a situation."

This time, Xie Wange heard the voice of the visitor clearly. He raised his head and looked at Yan Yu, who was obscured by the night.

"Why, you don't recognize me anymore."

Yan Yu squatted down, stretched out a finger and lifted Xie Wange's chin: "You don't want to see me."

"But I'm already here, what can I do now?"

Xie Wange's heart was in a mess, and he didn't know how to face Li Yanyu.

At this moment, Li Yan'u is no longer the second disciple he used to be. This Li Yan'u is fickle and willful, and will not listen to him or be controlled by him.

No one can understand his thoughts.

Yan Yu pinched Xie Wange's chin, took out a pill and put it into his mouth, and then picked him up.

"Don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you."

Yan Yu smiled and walked into the rain curtain with her arms in her arms. It seemed as if someone was holding an umbrella next to him, and no matter how hard the rain was, it didn't get the slightest bit of his clothes wet.

Soon, Yan Yu arrived at the Demon Sect's dormitory.

Xie Wange looked at the dormitory in front of him, finally escaping, and then being brought back so lightly.

Yan Yu placed the person beside the bed, untied Xie Wange's clothes, and sprinkled medicine on Xie Wange's wound.

Afterwards, Yan Yu dressed Xie Wange neatly and sent him back intact.

"Since you like this kind of place, I don't have any problem with it."