Report to the owner, madam is crazy again

Yi Liu raised his head to look at the person who was hugging him, but it wasn't Yan Moxiao. Yan Moxiao was the same as usual, but the little sweat under his hair proved that he was doing strenuous exercise just now.

Yin Li landed not far from the two of them, then turned to look at the God of Killing Yan Luo who was still fighting with Lu Qingyang, stretched out his hand and clapped his palms, making two crisp "papa" sounds.

"Take it down for me," Yin Li pointed at Yan Moxiao and Yi Liu, and ordered with a smile.

As soon as those believers received the order, they naturally surrounded the three of them, but due to the fact that the opponent's stand-up Li was too strong, none of the believers dared to attack the three of them.

Yan Moxiao stretched out his hand to pull Yiliu, and took out a ribbon to cover Yiliu's eyes. As he waved his sleeve, countless steel nails flew out, hitting those believers hard.

Yi Liu didn't resist, but stood quietly behind Yan Moxiao, and took out a ready-to-use dice in his hand. The dried cinnabar on it indicated that it was a dice that had been ready for some time.

Seeing that Yan Moxiao had already made a move, Xue Hongyun naturally didn't want to be idle, it's just that she couldn't use all her strength due to special reasons, which made her very annoyed.

"Help me protect him," Yan Moxiao said as he pulled Yi Liu to her side, but even though he said so verbally, he himself did not leave.

"I haven't really seen the appearance of this young master. When I saw him today, although he is not brilliant, he is so pitiful. It really makes people feel pity! No wonder I, the capital of the five evil spirits, fell for him!"

Yin Li stood behind the crowd and looked at Yi Liu who was protected by Yan Moxiao through many believers, so he felt a little disgusted,

In fact, although Yi Liu is indeed shorter than other men, even standing next to Xue Hongyun, he is a man after all, and his body is actually not full of femininity like Yin Li.

On the contrary, Yiliu stood there. Although he was thin and thin, compared with Yin Li's appearance, he must be a man, and he was very energetic. There is no other expression for being dumbfounded, and it must be the type that girls like very much.

Yan Mo laughed mockingly, and snatched a long knife from the disciple's hand, and rubbed his finger against the blade, the blade cut through the skin, leaving a layer of blood on the blade.

"No matter how cute and pitiful Ah Shui is, it can't compare to your pretentious appearance. I don't know, but I thought you were from Nanfeng Pavilion!"

Yan Moxiao didn't wait for Yin Li's reply, and with a flick of the long knife in his hand, he had already charged into the disciples.

Xue Hongyun stood on the spot and looked at Yi Liu beside him. He stood there quietly with ribbons on his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

The smell of blood spread, and the blade in Yan Moxiao's hand was already stained with his blood, so it was naturally poisonous. Anyone who was injured by the blade, no matter how big the wound was, would die within a few moments.

Yin Li looked at the disciples as if they were cutting wheat, and those who were killed by Yan Mo with a smile had no power to fight back, and his face was extremely ugly.

Xue Hongyun pulled a hand and pierced a believer, looked back at Yiliu again, but found that Yiliu was still standing there, not moving at all, but his whole body was shaking like chaff, thinking it was Yiliu Frightened, he reached out and patted Yiliu on the shoulder.

Yiliu fell limply on the ground as if his strength was suddenly drained by this slap.

"Ah Shui," Yan Mo smiled and returned to Yi Liu's side, reaching out to support Yi Liu, but, after the killing just now, no matter how clean his body was, there were still some blood stains on his body. Liu, this bloody smell penetrated Yi Liu's nose.

Covering your eyes worked before, not because you covered your eyes, but because the scent on Yan Moxiao's body diluted the smell of blood. This time, Yan Moxiao returned to him with blood, and the scent Mixed with the smell of blood.

Yi Liu grabbed Yan Moxiao's arm with such strength that even Yan Moxiao was in pain from being caught. He looked down at Yi Liu's appearance, then looked up at Yin Li, with a long knife in his hand. With a flick, the knife shot towards Yin Li in the wind.

With a sound of "", the tip of the black whip appeared out of thin air, knocking down the long knife, and looking over, the handle of the whip was naturally in Lu Qingyang's hands, but the killing god Yan Luo was beside him, and the two were grabbing the same whip, you can see Come out, that hit just now was thrown out by the Killing God Yan Luo.

"Master," the God of Killing Yan Luo quickly moved away from Lu Qingyang and landed beside Yin Li.

Only then did Yin Li nod her head, and as soon as her body softened, she fell on the Killing God Yan Luo, and her face became even more ugly. It didn't seem like she was angry at Yan Mo's words at all, but more like a physical reason.

"Forget it, let's go!" Yin Li waved her hand, looking quite impatient.

The corpses of Blazing Huo Cultists all over the ground seemed to be ignored by Yin Li. He didn't remember at all that Yan Moxiao was still massacring his followers just now.

Naturally, there were quite a few living believers, but after hearing Yin Li's words, they didn't respond at all, but followed the order to make way for Yan Moxiao.

Lu Qingyang had already returned to Yan Moxiao's side. He was not injured. The fight with the God of Killing Yan Luo did not hurt him other than making him a little tired.

Yan Moxiao didn't answer, just hugged Yiliu and didn't move, he was not in the mood to say whether to leave or not, but Yiliu's current situation seemed to be very wrong.

"Everyone, get back!" Yin Li took a look, she seemed to have recovered a little bit, and after standing upright, she went back first.

The other believers watched Yin Li leave, so naturally they wouldn't stay for too long, and immediately scattered away, leaving the killing god Yan Luo still here.

The Killing God Yan Luo looked at Yan Moxiao and embraced Yi Liu in his arms. Although Yi Liu seemed to have calmed down, he still looked dull and sighed softly.

"Click his sleeping point and let him sleep for a while," the God of Killing Yan Luo walked over and said.

Yan Mo smiled and glanced at Killing God Yan Luo, but did not take any actual action, but asked, "Who are you?"

Killing God Yan Luo shook his head, "It's his old friend! If you want to know his past, you can ask me. Of course, I think it's better for him to tell you himself."

Yan Mo smiled and nodded, then leaned over and hugged Yi Liu, but still did not touch Yi Liu's sleeping point.

Xue Hongyun watched Yan Moxiao lead Yiliu away, looked at the God of Killing Yan Luo, without the slightest hesitation, and followed Yan Moxiao out of the place where she had been tortured for several days.

After Yin Li returned to the main hall, she collapsed on the ground out of breath. The believers didn't dare to come in, so they could only watch from the outside, listening to the heavy breathing inside.

After the Killing God Yan Luo arrived, he saw a group of believers who seemed to have a bad complexion. Hearing the voice from the main hall, he naturally knew what was going on.

He directly opened the door and entered the main hall, and saw Yin Li lying on the ground, his body twitching violently, not to mention his complexion was very bad, the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth was all blackish.

"Master," the Killing God Yan Luo closed the door, walked up to Yin Li and stood still, not intending to help Yin Li at all.

"You are so cruel," Yin Li looked at the God of Killing Yan Luo, his face was so pale that there was no blood at all, it was already late autumn, but his clothes were still soaked in sweat.

"The leader is overthinking," Yan Luo, the God of Killing, said, but he still didn't make any moves, and looked at Yin Li quietly.

Yin Li was not angry either, she reached out and grabbed the hem of the killing god Yan Luo's clothes, helped the killing god Yan Luo's legs to get up little by little, and touched the killing god Yan Luo's body dishonestly.

Killing God Yan Luo didn't seem to react at all to Yin Li's disorder, allowing him to help him stand up without helping, even if Yin Li's hands were not honest, he didn't react at all.

When Yin Li finally stood up, his face became even more ugly. If he could not breathe and speak, his livid face would look more like someone who is about to die.

"You really know how to feel sorry for others. Just because I said two bad things about that young master, are you so angry?"

Yin Li rested for a while in the arms of the killing god Yan Luo, then stood up straight and walked towards the high seat, opened the curtain and sat in, his whole body was covered by the curtain again, and he could only see a faint figure.

"The owner is worrying too much," Killing God Yan Luo didn't have any reaction to Yin Li's words, but just said something lightly.

"Shen Jing asks to see the owner," Shen Jing's voice came from outside the main hall, and Yin Li who was sitting in the tent lit up and said.

"come in!"

As soon as Shen Jing entered the main hall, the killing god Yan Luo very consciously closed the main hall door again.

Shen Jing had a bad feeling, and subconsciously touched his wrist, but still looked towards the high place, where Yin Li was.

"Let me tell the leader that the young master was able to run out because he seemed to have made some powerful hidden weapon. The subordinates didn't see it clearly from the outside, but the smell was not good, and it seemed to be poisonous. Those who have smelled the smell The believers... all died."

When he said this, Shen Jing's back was a little chilled. He never thought that that harmless little man could kill so many people. He was obviously a person who didn't even know how to do tricks, but he made such a move. Fierce.

"Oh?" Yin Li made an unclear voice in the tent, but didn't stay on this topic for long, and said directly.

"Come up!"

When Shen Jing heard Yin Li's words, he felt a pain in his wrist, but after frowning, he still stepped on the high seat, stretched out his hand obediently, rolled up his sleeve, and on his right wrist On it, a bandage was being wrapped, and blood stains from the wound in the bandage could still be seen on it.

Yin Li stretched out his hand to hold Shen Jing's bandage, and the bandage was broken into several sections and fell to the ground. On Shen Jing's wrist, there was a wound cut open by a knife. bleeding.

Yin Li was not polite, and directly grabbed Shen Jing's hand and pulled it to his mouth, like Yi Liu, he opened his mouth to bite the wound, and sucked hard.

Shen Jing frowned in pain, watching Yin Li sucking blood on his wrist, with unconcealable fear and disgust in his eyes, suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he said with a flattering smile.

"Does the leader know that the young master is not afraid of Yan Moxiao's poisonous body?"

After Yin Li sucked a few mouthfuls of blood from Shen Jing, his complexion recovered very quickly, and he let go of Shen Jing's wrist to signal him to continue talking, and even stuck out his tongue to lick the remaining blood on the corner of his lips.

Shen Jing covered the wound on his wrist, and just said: "The source of Yan Moxiao's highly poisonous body was cultivated from childhood just like me. Although I was carefully cultivated by Baili Qingfeng, I am not yet a real A poisonous person, but Yan Moxiao is a real poisonous person, a person who can eat any poison as a snack."

Shen Jing said that he paused here, and then continued: "But that young master is not afraid of Yan Moxiao's physique. It can be seen that they have had a physical relationship, but the young master is not dead. You know, Yan Moxiao This person Mo Xiao is poisonous all over his body, every drop of his blood and sweat is highly poisonous, not to mention his... that kind of thing is even more poisonous."

"What do you want to say," at this moment, the Killing God Yan Luo suddenly asked.

Shen Jing glanced at the Killing God Yan Luo. He still had a subconscious fear of this man, but he still spoke boldly.

"Baili Qingfeng once told me that those who are not afraid of Yan Moxiao, if they are not born with it, then they are capable of doing it. A true medicine man is not afraid of any medicine, even poison. And I'm not really a medicine man yet."

Yin Li stretched out her hand, glanced at Shen Jing with a smile on her face, then looked at the God of Killing Yan Luo below, smiled with her lips curled up, and said, "I understand what you mean."