The favor of heaven, followed by all beasts, the abandoned daughter, she tortured the scum and becam

I don't know how long it took, but a blurry shadow suddenly came out of the black mist.

Her pure white feet came through the air, naked, and her demon purple robe was tied loosely around her body. She was so beautiful.

There was a charm in his dark eyes, and he glanced at the weak and pale woman in red on the ground.

"Huh? Why is there a person lying here?"

What a rare sight.

Relying on his strong willpower to resist the invasion of demonic energy, he did not die immediately.

But this is just a delaying tactic.

If she didn't receive effective treatment, she would die within a quarter of an hour.

The man in purple robe yawned lazily, "Ah~ I should go back."

Who knows.

At the moment of turning around.

From the corner of his eye, he accidentally caught the woman's beautiful fingers moving.

The man stopped, narrowed his eyes suspiciously, and thought, "Did I see it wrong?"

next second.

The blood-stained hands suddenly grabbed his ankles and refused to let go.

"You, you..." The man in purple robe glared several times in disgust, with a hint of sullenness in his beautiful eyes.

The shower he just took was really dirty!

"Wait, what is this?" The man's eyes inadvertently glanced at the storage bag at her waist.

The slender bony fingers just picked it up, and a terrifying and ferocious mask suddenly flew out of the storage bag.

Seeing this thing, his expression suddenly became serious, and he glanced at the woman in red on the ground.

"She actually wears the mask of the Ghost King. Could it be that she belongs to Lao Gui? Or, what happened to Lao Gui?"

The man in purple robe gritted his teeth. After much hesitation, he muttered complainingly, "For the sake of this old ghost, I will save your life."

He took out a white silk handkerchief from his sleeve, and across the silk handkerchief, he picked up the dirty and embarrassed woman on the ground.

Fly out of this black fog.

……

"pain……"

The first feeling that Yan Xue felt when he regained consciousness was pain. His whole body seemed to have been taken apart and reassembled, and even his head was as heavy as a stone.

Her eyelids moved, her brows suddenly furrowed, and she opened her eyes in confusion.

There was still a dark mist that caught her eyes. The black mist surrounded her but kept a certain distance from her.

At least she was safe here and she could finally breathe.

Yan Xue stood up with difficulty, raised her eyelids, and then noticed a beautiful and voluptuous man sitting on the jade stool in front of her.

Her little face was full of vigilance, "Who are you?"

"Hey! I'm your savior. Without me, you would have died in the fog." The man in purple robe rolled his eyes at her and raised his orchid fingers to make tea.

Yan Xue was dubious about his words and opened the map.

There's been a big change in the standings, but she's still firmly in first place, so there's no need to worry.

but.

She was the only red dot in the dark area, so the man in front of her was not a contestant, so who could he be?

Yan Xue put away the map, turned it over with her bare hand, and the cold sword light of the Ningbing Sword pointed directly at the man's handsome face.

She lowered her voice, full of threats and resistance, "Who are you?"

"I also want to ask who you are." The man in purple robe curled his lips and smiled.

His fingertips touched the jade table, and a ghostly face suddenly appeared under his palm.

"Why do you have the old ghost's mask in your hand? Are you his subordinate, or..." A coldness flashed across the eyes of the man in purple robe, "Did you kill him?"

Yan Xue's expression remained unchanged, but there was a hint of panic and worry in her heart.

She put this ghost mask into her storage bag. How could she know whether the owner of the mask was dead or alive?

Although the man in front of him only has a wisp of soul left, his strength exceeds the level of a spiritual master!

I can't imagine how powerful he would have been. Who destroyed his soul and left him here?

If she wanted to fight, there was no way she could beat him. If she wanted to escape, she couldn't escape the black mist behind her.

It can be said that there is a wolf in front and a tiger behind, and we are in a dilemma.

Yan Xue showed a tangled look on her face, sighed softly, and decided to tell the truth.

"I stole this mask. I don't know what happened to the owner of the mask."

"Stolen? Where did you steal it?" The man in purple robe sneered.

"Fuyao Ghost Market."

As soon as these words came out, the man in purple robe seemed to have evoked some memories. He held his temples with a headache, and then relaxed his eyebrows.

He raised his eyelids coquettishly and glanced at her rather appraisingly.

Whether it is true or false, you will know after trying it.

immediately.

An afterimage passed through the air and fell into Yan Xue's arms.

She reached out to catch the ghost face and tilted her head in confusion.

The man in purple robe said in surprise, "This ghost face has been banned by the old ghost. Anyone who touches it will be burned by the will-o'-the-wisp. It's really strange, why doesn't it work on you?"

Yan Xueqian laughed twice and put the hot potato back on the table.

But at least, this man believed her words, and he no longer had the coldness that penetrated her just now.

The man in purple robe looked her up and down, suddenly stood up and walked slowly to her.

The man was tall and slender, and his clothes hung loosely on his body, as if he were wearing nothing, exposing a large area of ​​skin and collarbone.

Yan Xue's face turned slightly red, and she took the initiative to look away, lowering her head and staring at her toes.

Who knows.

My earlobes suddenly felt hot!

Yan Xue raised her head suddenly, staring at the smirk and success in the man's eyes off guard.

She then raised her hand to touch her earlobe and touched something cold, like an earring.

Her eyes suddenly turned cold, "What did you do to me?"

The man in purple robe sat half in the air, staring at her with a pair of stunning eyes, and smiled.

"Don't worry, I just want to ask you to do something. If you can't do it, it will blow your head off. Even the immortals can't save you."

After hearing this, Yan Xue was so angry that she gritted her teeth, with a lot of anger on her face, and cursed angrily, "Did I promise you? Are you threatening me like this?"

She hates people threatening her the most. With such a time bomb, how can her life be easy?

As she said that, she took out a knife from her storage bag and started digging at that area.

The purple-robed man's eyes turned cold, and he hurriedly raised his hand to hold her little hand, and said seriously, "Are you crazy? It will explode the moment it leaves your body!"

"It's better for me to die than to be threatened half-dead by you." Yan Xue raised her little face unruly, as if she refused to admit defeat.

The man in purple robe stared at her for a long time, and finally gave in. He put his two fingers together and injected a stream of demonic energy into it.

"When you wear it, the spirit of the demon god inside can help you practice, and it can also help you repair the Nine Lotus Demon Umbrella in your hand."