Si Ming's light was blazing, and almost instantly, a shocking red mark appeared on Luo Huayin's snow-white neck.

The porcelain bowl containing the white fungus soup on the table was blown up in the instant eruption of spiritual energy, and the crimson sword light collided with the dark green energy, making a deafening crit sound.

The spiritual power accumulated in Lu Qianchuan's dantian finally came into use. The first time Si Ming appeared, before Luo Huayin could catch him, he dodged and retreated out of the room in an instant.

Luo Huayin's hands froze in mid-air, and when he raised his head, he just saw Mo Chenyuan coming through the air, and when Lu Qianchuan's spiritual power was unstable and almost fell, he reached out to wrap his arms around his waist.

There was no expression on Mo Chenyuan's face, his clothes were extremely neat, but his body exuded an extremely strong smell of blood.

Only those eyes, because of the worry and anxiety for many days, have completely turned red, almost dripping blood when looking at Luo Huayin.

This scene is so familiar.

Lu Qianchuan suddenly discovered that he seemed to always create all kinds of unnecessary troubles for Mo Chenyuan, so that he repeatedly ran into danger and had to fight his way out among thousands of demon troops.

This is the case in Luofeng City.

The same is true now.

Even if there was a gap of three years, a shocking misunderstanding that could not be resolved, and a distance from the cloud to the abyss.

The one who would appear at the first moment, like an enraged little beast, who saved him from troubles time and time again but never complained, will always be Mo Chenyuan.

He suddenly felt a burst of unspeakable guilt. He didn't know whether he was guilty of causing him unnecessary trouble and worry over and over again, or of Mo Chenyuan's silent patience and assistance.

Mo Chenyuan hugged his waist tightly, the worry and concern in his eyes almost turned into reality, and the tide flooded into every inch of Lu Qianchuan's skin.

"Is there anything wrong?" He said, his voice was low and hoarse, as if he hadn't drank water for many days, a few words caught his ears and scratched his heart, and Lu Qianchuan's heart suddenly trembled.

Thick heartache spread in the chest cavity, and the heart was about to soften into a pool of water, Lu Qianchuan subconsciously covered the hand on his waist, and comforted in a low voice: "I'm fine. "

He clearly saw that Mo Chenyuan's eyes full of blood became soft and warm little by little, he was like a small animal that finally found support, the hostility and sharpness in his body were restrained in an instant, maintaining this In the posture of holding him, her head rested lightly on his shoulder, rubbing against him very slightly.

"It's fine," Mo Chenyuan murmured in a low voice, his breath touched Lu Qianchuan's sore and limp heart, causing a burst of numbness, "It's fine."

Mo Chenyuan calmed down, but Si Ming's aura did not stop at all. It was just because the master was distracted for a moment, this spirit sword did not bring any benefits in Luo Huayin's hands.

A few wisps of dark green magic flow exploded, and Si Ming let out an extremely unconvinced hum in the monstrous devil energy, but he was still not as strong as the devil king, and was beaten back to Mo Chenyuan by two waves of magic energy.

Mo Chenyuan embraced Lu Qianchuan with one hand, and grabbed Si Ming with the other hand. When he left Lu Qianchuan's body, the shocking bloodthirsty brutality gradually condensed in his blood-red eyes.

In the realm of death, there are never gentlemen who are humble and courteous, and the only ones who can emerge from that kind of bloody place are evil ghosts who kill people, drink blood and destroy everything.

Mo Chenyuan's appearance was comparable to the stars and the moon, but his aura was like that of Shura from the ten directions.

Rakshasa is also not as bloodthirsty as he exudes.

Lu Qianchuan stared at him blankly for a while, and the heart that had softened into a puddle grew back to its original place, beating non-stop.

This is not normal.

There was an unknown panic in his heart for no reason, just looking at Mo Chenyuan's side face and feeling the aura emanating from him, he couldn't help feeling a panic that he had never felt before.

Mo Chenyuan's performance was very calm, but under the calm surface, there was a Mo Chenyuan who Lu Qianchuan had never seen before and who was very strange to him.

He held Mo Chenyuan's hand almost subconsciously, and inserted his white fingers into Mo Chenyuan's five fingers on his waist: "Shen Yuan, look at me, calm down."

Mo Chenyuan turned his head to look at him obediently, and said in a steady voice, "Has the spiritual power not recovered yet?"

Lu Qianchuan was stunned, and nodded slightly. He wanted to calm him down before starting the battle, but Mo Chenyuan was one step ahead of him, leaning over slowly, and planted a gentle kiss on his forehead: "You stay here first, I'll come to you soon."

He drew an invulnerable red enchantment around Lu Qianchuan, hugged him and landed on the eaves, paused, and looked closely into Lu Qianchuan's eyes as if he was worried that Lu Qianchuan would be disobedient and sneak into the war, with a serious tone: "Stay here well, don't move around, and wait for me to come back."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Lu Qianchuan's reaction, he kissed Lu Qianchuan's forehead again, as if using this as a proof of agreement, nodded in satisfaction, leaving Lu Qianchuan dumbfounded and messy in the wind, clenched Si Ming, turned to meet The magic flow of Shangluo Huayin.

Si Ming's blazing sword light splits a flat light path in the dark green magic flow, and the bright red light of the sword body flashes an incomparable bloodthirsty desire, dutifully overcoming thorns and thorns for the master.

Lu Qianchuan looked along that light path, and happened to see Luo Huayin in the room who was entangled by a group of black monsters who didn't know what they were.

No wonder I and Mo Chenyuan delayed for a long time, but Luo Huayin took the opportunity to attack. It turned out that he was so entangled by such a group of things that he couldn't escape.

From his angle, he could vaguely see Mo Chenyuan's back in the chaotic red and green spiritual flow.Lu Qianchuan stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and then touched his cheek, which was extremely hot for some reason, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

The spiritual power he had accumulated had been exhausted in a few flashes, and now he couldn't do anything except sit here and watch Mo Chenyuan and Luo Huayin fight.

Lu Qianchuan smiled wryly, and said to [-]: "Brother [-], look at Mo Chenyuan, is there something wrong?"

[-] Without his insightful eyes that know Mo Chenyuan like the back of his hand, he answered sternly: "After the system test, Mo Chenyuan's magic power should be higher than that of Luo Huayin."

Of course, Lu Qianchuan knew that Mo Chenyuan's magic power was higher than Luo Huayin's. What he worried about was not that Mo Chenyuan would suffer from Luo Huayin's hands, but that he would accidentally fall for Luo Huayin, who was still good at tricks. The villain's way.

He glanced worriedly at the black air gathered in the distance, and the two black air spread rapidly to this side at an evenly matched speed.

Because of the special nature of this room, within a few miles around them, Lu Qianchuan hardly saw a wandering demon.This also directly led to the fact that when this place was attacked, it would take a while for Luo Huayin's own staff to come to help.

And this period of time was the key to their victory over Luo Huayin.

Otherwise, they can only wait for the two black qi to gather here, relying on the crowds to win a bloody victory.

Along with the black air, there are layers of turbulent dark clouds, and only the army of the demons can make such a huge movement when they send out troops.

Lu Qianchuan stared at the two dark clouds that were moving almost at the same time. He couldn't tell which team was Shaoshu's. He could only secretly hope that this uncle who despised him no matter how big or small the situation was, could be better than Luo Hua. Silver's own army hurry up.

When the wind and rain are coming, Guangsha will collapse.

But he can only sit here, as a silent telescope.

Lu Qianchuan couldn't tell how disappointed he was, he didn't even have Jing Xing in his hands, he could only look at the hem of his clothes blown up by the wind, and knocked on the barrier Mo Chenyuan had drawn for him.

The sound is nice.

Lu Qianchuan has always been a person who knows how to have fun while suffering, and was about to knock a few more times for fun, when the two fighting over there suddenly burst into deafening noises.

He turned his head abruptly.

Mo Chenyuan and Luo Huayin will never lose the wind when they face off, and the situation is just as he expected, Mo Chenyuan is almost pressing down on Luo Huayin, while the feminine devil is retreating steadily, it seems that there is almost nothing Odds.

But it was such a one-sided situation that made his uneasiness expand, and he almost trembled uncontrollably.

wrong.

This is absolutely not normal.

Even though Mo Chenyuan had been tempered by death prison, he was definitely not strong enough to beat Luo Huayin helplessly.

In other words, Luo Huayin was definitely not so weak.

He was forced back step by step by Mo Chenyuan, and he seemed to be trying his best to resist, but in fact he didn't use [-]% of his strength in every move.

He intentionally put on an ugly face that is hard to beat, step by step to lure Mo Chenyuan to follow his direction, and Mo Chenyuan's way of dealing with it is also very awkward, some places that can be solved with spiritual power, but he just Shipped a lot of mana.

This is so abnormal.

Luo Huayin backed back again and again, but never showed a flustered expression from the beginning to the end.

——What is he planning?

Lu Qianchuan stood up hesitantly, the "trap" that Luo Huayin said just now kept echoing in his mind, and in front of him was Luo Huayin's extremely cleverly concealed seductive gesture.

And Mo Chenyuan, under his unblinking gaze, didn't even have the slightest intention of avoiding it.

Is it because he is too powerful, so he is not afraid of Luo Huayin's schemes, or is he really not aware of it, and now he is being led by the nose by Luo Huayin?

Lu Qianchuan recalled that Mo Chenyuan's performance had been different from usual since his appearance, and suddenly took a breath of cold air, which went directly from his throat to his heart.

He said to [-] without hesitation: "Brother [-], use your energy to help me break through the seal on my body, can it be done?"

[-]'s calm voice seemed to have an inch of crack: 【This is very dangerous, please withdraw the request from the host. 】

Lu Qianchuan's gaze followed Mo Chenyuan constantly, as if he hadn't heard his warning, instead he asked cheerfully, "Can it be done?"

[-] Refused: 【There is only a [-]% chance of success. The system does not recommend that the host adopt such an extreme method. The seal will be lifted after the reinforcements arrive. 】

Lu Qianchuan stared at Mo Chenyuan for too long, his eyes hurt, he closed his eyes, and said in a stern voice: "There is no time, Mo Chenyuan is like this, it is clearly a manifestation of madness."

The more murderous a person is, the easier it is to go astray due to a single thought. His first feeling is absolutely correct. Mo Chenyuan has already shown signs of madness, but he has been trying his best to restrain it.

But Luo Huayin clearly discovered this point of him, and was deliberately leading him to reverse his spiritual power, using magic power frequently, so as to make him go mad faster!

[-] still wanted to refuse, but Lu Qianchuan ordered in a tough posture that he had never done before: "Gather all your energy and break through the seal."

[-] never told him that when the host's own will reaches a certain level, the system has almost no right to resist.

Lu Qianchuan has never discovered this, because when facing [-], he has always had an attitude of negotiating things, and never issued any orders that would make [-] feel embarrassed.

The delicate balance that the two had maintained tacitly for a long time was completely broken at this moment.

[-] was unable to refute Lu Qianchuan's instructions, the blue light on the system interface flashed several times quickly, and said in a cold and emotionless voice without ups and downs: [Accept the host's order, the remaining system energy: [-]%, now all will be used to break through the seal, The process will be very painful, please prepare the host. 】

Since [-] appeared in Lu Qianchuan's body, he has never lied to him.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Qianchuan only felt a domineering force in his body explode, and a heat flow from nowhere poured into his brain in an instant, and all his limbs and bones came from the experience he had experienced in the Demon Subduing Formation. The pain was severe, and the pain in his head was even more severe. Cold sweat dripped all over his body in an instant, and Lu Qianchuan almost fell to his knees because of the sudden pain.

In the unbearable severe pain, his vision gradually became blurred. Even so, he still held on to the last bit of strength, raised his head, and looked at Mo Chenyuan who was fighting with Luo Huayin.

The red light on Mo Chenyuan's body is getting brighter and brighter, and it is obvious that the degree of insanity is becoming more and more serious. If he is completely insane and loses himself, let alone Lu Qianchuan, Yan Zi'an and Shao Shu will come together It may not be able to stop Mo Chenyuan who has lost his mind.

If it is said that the cold water in Tianshui Tower makes people feel like falling into an ice cave, then [-]'s energy is like introducing magma into his body.

Lu Qianchuan finally couldn't stand still, leaned over and knelt down on the ground, grasping the blue-gray tiles with his fingers, his white fingertips showed a blue color due to excessive force, and a small puddle of water from his forehead gathered beside his fingers. Under the cold sweat.

Looking at Mo Chenyuan's back, Lu Qianchuan suddenly thought of that year at Sword Spirit Peak, when he was forced by [-] to accept the female lead's script, and awkwardly said the lines that originally belonged to Sun Youlan.

Now he is not in Jianling Peak, and no one is ruthlessly forcing him, but for some reason, he muttered the line that once made him extremely embarrassed: "Shen Yuan, I am here."

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