Wang Ye is a Demon

Gu Yining's movements were so quick that General Murong couldn't help but stunned--why did a girl possess such a powerful force?

As everyone knows, there is still in her body.

After the two souls merged, they fell asleep in her body, but didn't want to be awakened by ghosts and spirits at this moment.

Of course, with one enemy and one hundred, Mo Jianchen and Gu Yining still had a slight disadvantage, and for General Na Murong, his biggest goal was Mo Jianchen in front of him.

When he wasn't paying attention, General Murong opened his bow in the distance. The next second, the arrow left the string and flew towards Mo Jianchen quickly.

Just as the arrow was about to stab Mo Jianchen, Gu Yining suddenly moved and blocked Mo Jianchen's body: "Chenchen be careful!"

As soon as the voice fell, a tingling pain suddenly struck Gu Yining's arm, and the pain that penetrated into the body caused Gu Yining to take a breath.

It was another piercing pain, and it was so painful that she didn't have the strength to raise her arm.

"Ning'er, you..." Mo Jianchen looked at the Yijian on Gu Yining's arm, his eyes tightened, and his voice was filled with endless distress.

"I'm okay." Gu Yining frowned slightly. She gritted her teeth as if she was suffering from the pain. She held the arrow in her other hand, and in the next second, she easily pulled out the arrow in her arm.

The injured arm was already painful and almost paralyzed, and an inexplicable force climbed onto her body, like a bloodthirsty monster, trying to absorb all the power in her body.

The whole person was a little groggy, everything in front of her slowly began to blur, and she staggered a little two steps in an attempt to stabilize her body.

Finally, Gu Yining spoke weakly: "This arrow... is poisonous."

After the voice fell, her legs couldn't help but softened. The next second, the whole person knelt on the ground, and the long sword in his hand stuck straight into the ground, a long sword supporting her weak body.

Mo Jianchen's heart couldn't help but tightened. He raised his eyes, and the light blue gleam slowly wrapped around his body, and a cold murderous aura suddenly climbed into his eyes.

The only way to move his princess is to kill.

A roar suddenly cut through the silent air. In the next second, a light blue halo fainted from the center to the surroundings, like a sword like a sword, across their throats, blood splashing, Immediately, they all fell to the ground.

"General Murong, there is any resentment against this king, but you have hurt this king's princess now, so you can no longer blame this king for being rude to you."

The low voice sounded faintly, as if from that hell, and it made people shiver.

Mo Jianchen's deep eyes were full of murderous aura, as if General Murong could be torn to pieces in the next second.

Holding the silver sword in his hand, he walked towards General Na Murong, the tip of the sword struck the ground, dragging a thin and long blood mark.

General Murong saw that something bad happened, he took two steps back, turned around, and prepared to escape.

But he didn't want Mo Jianchen to flash away, and instantly moved to General Murong's side.

Murderous aura had already spilled out of Mo Jianchen's eyes, and his body was covered with light blue fluorescence faintly behind him, exuding a chill of cold air, which seemed a little frightening in this dark night.

General Murong took two steps back instinctively, and a trace of fear slowly climbed into his eyes.

There are rumors that this Mo Jianchen is not an ordinary person. He didn't believe it at first, but at this moment, he believed it.

auzw.com"Who are you?!" General Murong's eyes tightened, and he took out the sword from his waist, preparing to die with him.

"The matter is over, the king will tell you," Mo Jianchen said, and his thin lips hooked upwards with disdain, "Let you take this secret and go to the West together."

As soon as the voice fell, General Murong immediately took out his sword and prepared to stab Mo Jianchen, but he didn't want Mo Jianchen to hide, leaving General Murong stabbed.

At this moment, there was a piece of air in front of General Murong——Mo Jianchen fled too fast.

"Don't do unnecessary struggles," Mo Jianchen's voice faintly came from behind, "How can ordinary people beat a demon?"

After speaking, General Murong's face was filled with surprise, and he turned around suddenly, but didn't want a ray of light to quickly pass his neck, and the next second, the head fell.

Mo Jianchen's speed was very fast, and all his movements were almost completed in one go, leaving General Murong no room for resistance.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and the surrounding area was suddenly pale, illuminating the murderous intent on his face to the fullest, and Leng Jun's face still had blood that had just been splashed.

The smell of blood permeated this dead silence, Mo Jianchen received the sword and slowly walked to Gu Yining's side.

At this moment, Gu Yining was already kneeling on the ground. If it hadn't been for the long sword, she would have been lying in this pool of blood with it.

From a distance, there was the sound of horseshoes, and the sound became louder and louder, and in the dimness, the black spot slowly approached and gradually became louder.

"His Royal Highness—"

It is the voice of White Night.

The sound of horseshoes was getting closer, and Mo Jianchen followed his reputation, watching Bai Ye leading a group of people, breaking through the darkness, and finally stopped in front of Mo Jianchen.

Bai Ye looked around subconsciously, and it seemed that he was still late, but fortunately, the master didn't have any major incidents.

Bai Ye jumped off the horse quickly and looked at Mo Jianchen in front of him, waiting for his instructions.

"Wrap General Murong's head." The voice was low, as if from the boundless hell.

After he finished speaking, Mo Jianchen turned around and looked at Gu Yining on the side. The murderous aura in his eyes slowly faded, and he was replaced by distress and love.

Gu Yining's eyes closed tightly and her head lowered, as if she had passed through a deep sleep. The broken hair on his forehead fell down, and there were still a few blood stains on his face that did not belong to her.

The big hand carefully swept over Gu Yining's waist, and a gentle voice sounded in Gu Yining's ear: "Ning'er, we are going back."

After he finished speaking, he took away the sword in Gu Yining's hand, took Gu Yining in his arms, turned around, and walked towards the camp.

Behind him, there was no one, in the darkness, on the ruins, no one saw the sparkle in Mo Jianchen's eyes.

He attributed all the fault to his own body. In his opinion, Gu Yining was not protected enough to let her be stabbed in the arm by a poisonous arrow. At this moment, Jun Li was not by his side, and he did not know whether the poison was there. a bit.

Jun Li once gave him a bottle of medicine before he went out on the expedition and told him that if he was seriously injured or poisoned, he would take a medicine. Although it cannot be cured completely, it can temporarily relieve the injury. Save a life.

Entering the camp, Gu Yining gently placed Gu Yining on the bed, Mo Jianchen gently brushed his sleeves, and the curtain went down immediately.

The slender fingers slowly untied Gu Yining's clothes, and his fair skin immediately caught Mo Jianchen's eyes, and the clothes continued to be pulled down, and the scars that caught his eyes were the scars that made him feel his heart. Suddenly tightened.

The candle flame was faint, Mo Jianchen opened his thin lips slightly, and his eyes were full of pity: "Don't worry, you will be fine with the king."