Pure Yang Demon Zun is cultivating

When he was pulled to raise his head, Gu Ziyan saw the all-too-familiar white dress in front of him.

Mo Lian's cold eyes were slightly lowered, revealing his helplessness. His slender hands were attached to Gu Ziyan's cheeks, and the passing coolness made Gu Ziyan tremble a little.This trembling was not because of the cold, nor was it because of fear, but because the emotions in his heart were so chaotic that he couldn't control himself at all.

"Why bother?" Mo Lian smiled suddenly, but the smile was fleeting, replaced by a bit of bitterness, "If you want to leave, I will let you go."

This time, Gu Ziyan was stunned, and he opened his mouth: "I'm not..."

Before he could say the rest, Mo Lian's hand caressing his cheek landed on his lips instead.Mo Lian smiled again, and shook his head towards him with a smile, as if to let him stop talking.

Mo Lian kept laughing, but what Gu Ziyan felt was not tenderness, but like falling into an ice cave, a little bit cold from the inside out.

Eyes, those eyes... Mo Lian's eyes also seemed to be frosted, from the outer side of the pupil to the center, a little bit of silvery white was occupied.Gu Ziyan had seen this pair of eyes once before. On that night seven years ago, Gu Ziyan was stared at by such a pair of silver-white eyes, and then was pulled into his demon.

Since then, Gu Ziyan seems to have never seen Mo Lian's demons flare up again.

But not having an attack does not mean that the inner demon has disappeared. Although Mo Lian was smiling at this time, his whole face was terribly cold. An ice prison was cast behind Gu Ziyan.

It was not Gu Ziyan who was locked in this ice prison, but Li Zhao who was standing behind him.

Standing in the ice prison, Li Zhao subconsciously took half a step back when he realized that a layer of frost had spread from the soles of his feet.The frost quickly spread from the fingertips to the wrists. If Li Zhao hadn't broken through the restriction of the soul-returning pill in his body in time and restored his original cultivation, he might have been frozen into an ice sculpture.

Once the cultivation base that had been lowered by several realms recovered, a majestic pale golden light appeared around Li Zhao.Then an extremely bright golden long sword appeared in his hand. Under the blow of the sword, the ice prison couldn't bear the blow and began to crack. After a few seconds, it collapsed into pieces of snow with a wailing sound.

"I don't know what good things my Taihua Xianzong has that can make Zhaoming Mojun care so much? I would rather pretend to be an outer disciple than stay." Mo Lian let go of his hand on Gu Ziyan's lips, step by step Walk towards Li Zhao.

Wherever he stepped, there was an inch of ice and snow, and the ice and snow spread towards the surroundings, turning the ground as far as he could see into a piece of white in an instant.The temperature dropped to freezing point almost instantly, and the spiritual power in Mo Lian's body flooded the entire small courtyard like a flood breaking through the gate.

"You clearly know, why bother to ask again?" Even facing Mo Lian who was in the transition period, Li Zhao was never afraid.The Zhaoming Sword in his hand emitted a pale golden light, and it would not waver even in the wind and snow.

A heavy snow fell without warning, but in just a few breaths, everything in the yard was covered with a layer of silver.

Gu Ziyan struggled to stand up, but after only taking a few steps, he fell again into the snow that had piled up at an unknown time.The wind and snow whizzed past the ears, and the white snow and the golden sword light collided together, stirring up waves of wind and waves.With Gu Ziyan's cultivation at the foundation stage, he couldn't even get close.

Only then did Gu Ziyan know what kind of Nascent Soul Stage Li Zhao was, and his cultivation was already at the seventh level of Transformation God.Coupled with the immortal sword Zhaoming in his hand, he may not be tender to fight the monks in the tribulation period.

Zhaoming, Zhaoming... Gu Ziyan smiled wryly, he was so stupid that he didn't realize that Li Zhao was the Demon Lord Zhaoming who had testified for him in the Hall of Supreme Purity and escaped the catastrophe.Even during the seven years, he almost met Li Zhao Riri without any doubts.

Taking out the Xinghe umbrella, which he hadn't touched in a few months, Gu Ziyan propped it up, and walked towards Baishu along the outside of the slightly weaker wind and snow.Among the people present, there was a sword fairy in the tribulation stage, a demon king in the transformation stage, and Gu Ziyan himself, a reborn demon with his own system, but Bai Shu was the only ordinary person who was somehow involved.Gu Ziyan may not be harmed because of the system, but Baishu will definitely be affected.

"Baishu, Baishu..." Gu Ziyan pulled out the almost frozen Baishu from the snow with great effort, and spread out the Xinghe umbrella around him.

Even Bai Shu had never seen such a scene. He was affected by the extreme cold, and his fingernails and lips were already stained with a layer of lavender.The moment the Xinghe Umbrella unfolded beside him, a soft and warm force came, bringing his almost stiff body back to life.He looked at the small courtyard that had been covered by heavy snow in an instant, and said with trembling lips, "What the hell is going on?"

Gu Ziyan had a headache, he didn't know how to explain it, maybe he shouldn't say anything at all.There was no time to delay, and he couldn't allow him to entangle any more. He reached out and pulled out the Chixiaohonglian cast in the Xinghe umbrella, held the umbrella handle into Baishu's hand, and said: "I can't tell at the moment, anyway, you go first, you can't stay here for long .”

Bai Shu took the umbrella and looked at Gu Ziyan worriedly: "What about you?"

"I...? I caused this matter, and I have to find a way to solve it." Gu Ziyan stretched out his hand and pushed Bai Shu, as if urging him, "Go quickly, go back and tell Elder Xuan Gu about my master's situation." , he'll know what to do."

Finally Bai Shu nodded, and led Yemu Xinghe to run all the way in the direction of Bailong Peak.

As soon as he left the protection of the galaxy in the night, the violent snowstorm came again. Gu Ziyan took a deep breath, and the ice balls that were blown up by the wind crashed into his mouth, and quickly melted into water.He stretched out his hand to caress Chixiao Honglian's sword body little by little, and said: "This time, it's up to you."

Chixiao Honglian seemed to sense something, and the blade of the sword that had been stroked became a little brighter.

But this was not enough, Gu Ziyan was cruel, and swiped his palm away from the blade.The blood was soon all over the sword body, Chixiao Honglian seemed to wake up, the entire sword body turned from a translucent appearance to deep red, and layers of crimson flames ignited on the blade, dazzling like a fire red lotus .

After walking a few steps forward, Gu Ziyan held Chixiao Honglian's hilt with both hands, and slashed at the place where the wind and snow were densest!

"Roar--!"

The sword energy turned into a violent fire dragon, which rushed up to the sky with Gu Ziyan's blood, and pushed the raging wind and snow to the sides for a while.Unceremoniously knock away the silver and light gold that collided not far away!

"This is...!" Li Zhao saw a little crimson piercing the wind coming from the corner of his eyes, and regardless of the fact that he was fighting with Mo Lian, he subconsciously took a few steps back, avoiding the attack range of the flame dragon transformed by the sword energy.

Mo Lian also saw the crimson sword aura, but he didn't dodge it. Instead, he struck with the ice blade in his hand, holding Yanlong firmly in place.

card wipe.

An extremely subtle sound reached Mo Lian's ears, and a small crack appeared on the ice blade in his hand.Soon, this crack expanded, one crack became many, and the countless cracks spread out, and the ice blade in his hand shattered after a while.

At the same time, the crimson sword energy also tried its best to dissipate into the air.A few drops of still warm blood fell down and just landed on Mo Lian's hand.Mo Lian lowered his head, moved his blood-stained hands, and was speechless for a while.

Because of this sudden accident, the raging wind and snow became a little quieter.Taking advantage of this gap, Gu Ziyan walked over from the snow step by step with Chixiao Honglian in his hand. The wound on his hand didn't care to stop the bleeding. At this time, blood slowly fell with his footsteps, covering the snow. A splash or two of bright red.

"Master, you...?" Li Zhao looked at him, and was about to ask something, but was interrupted by Gu Ziyan.

"Go quickly. If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave until you startle other people!" Gu Ziyan clenched the sword in his hand. Although he was talking to Li Zhao, his eyes kept on Mo Lian.Mo Lian's eyes at this moment are silvery white, which should be a cold and gorgeous color, but for some reason it makes people feel a little strange, as if after being stared at for a long time, his soul will be taken away by those eyes.

Li Zhao wanted to say something else, but Gu Ziyan obviously didn't want to give him this chance: "I'll talk about it later. Of course, if you insist on not leaving, there's no need to talk about the future."

Probably because of Gu Ziyan's words, Li Zhao's eyes lingered for a while, and finally put away the Zhaoming Sword in his hand, turned into a pale golden light and disappeared outside the Taihua Xianzong.

Gu Ziyan stood there without moving, until Mo Lian walked in front of him and gently rubbed his cheek with the bloody hand again, without moving.

"No wonder he is willing to lower his status and pretend to be a low-level disciple in the outer sect." Mo Lian's voice was a little strange, a little hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.Without the usual coldness and indifference, he became even more low-key: "As a master, you are doing your best. Or are you afraid that I will kill him?"

There was some blood on his face, which made Gu Ziyan feel a little uncomfortable, even though it was actually his own blood.

But Gu Ziyan didn't speak, he just looked at Mo Lian, trying to find some clues from Mo Lian.He knew that the Mo Lian in front of him was not the one he was familiar with, but the situation was different from last time.This time Gu Ziyan was not able to be introduced into the world of demons, which made it even more difficult to deal with - maybe he could deal with the demons alone, but he definitely couldn't deal with Mo Lian who was controlled by the demons.

"Why don't you talk?" Mo Lian's hand dropped from Gu Ziyan's cheek to his neck.

The artery in the neck was pressed under the thumb by Mo Lian. Even though he was not pinched by the neck, he could feel a strange suffocation.The violent beating again and again made Gu Ziyan slightly open his lips, as if this would make him feel less uncomfortable.

The feeling of suffocation gradually increased, Mo Lian's deep and hoarse voice became very close, and he said, "Sometimes, I really want to kill you for him."