long night walk

Chapter 703

Sword Qi bullies the sky!

The green figure of the succubus quickly became distorted in the sword light of Tiance Junshan, and it seemed that it was about to scatter and go away.

The deformed succubus had a high hump on its back, and a woman's face melted in the blue color emerged.

The second face that was born was not a transparent ghost.

It was a pale complexion, and the blood-red lips were opened wide, revealing a bottomless pitch-black mouth.

hissing...

A sound like the neighing of a poisonous snake sounded from the mouth of the woman's face.

Bai Lian frowned, sensing something strange.

In the blink of an eye, a long purple-red tongue quickly sticks out from the mouth of that face.

The body of the tongue actually looked like a human head and a snake body, the whole body was round and smooth, sniffing the blood on Bai Lian's body and biting it.

The weird 'tongue' was so fast that it was hard to catch with the naked eye. Relying on his keen instinct, Bai Lian threw away his sword and pinched the snake-like tongue with incomparable precision.

It's just that under the touch, the tongue is extremely soft, as if it has no bones.

Before he allowed his palm to shatter it, the cold purple tongue slipped away from his fingertips.

The tongue snake with a human head didn't see how much damage it had, it just dropped a cold snake's kiss on the wound in his abdomen like a breeze brushing.

The next moment, Bai Lian felt the pricking pain of ice needles in his abdomen. After the short-term pain passed, it was followed by a burning sensation of numbness and burning.

I don't know if the tongue snake left the succubus' body, or it used up the poison of the succubus, it melted quickly in the wind without Bailian's help.

And the deformed succubus body instantly exploded into a mist of light, and two pieces of broken hair fell out of the mist of light.

Baili raised his head with a sense of comprehension, and saw that Wang Yi, who should have died under Yun Rong's sword, had lost track and left the battlefield in time.

It can be seen that his thinking is really quick to a terrifying level.

Even though he is extremely confident in his ability to conceal the secrets of heaven, he thinks that looking at the entire devil world, it is difficult for anyone to find his hidden position.

However, a puppet spell was still planted on a succubus here in advance.

It's no small matter.

In an instant, he saw the gap between life and death with Yunrong, and he was able to make a decisive decision, personally destroy the powerful puppet assistance like Fayao, and instantly control the succubus with mental power, launching a sneak attack on Yunrong.

Under preconceived thinking, Wang Yi can only control one living puppet at a time, who would have imagined that he has such vicious courage.

Bai Lian was injured by the succubus, and his abdominal injury was still tolerable.

His expression remained unchanged, he got up and looked at Yunrong, and said: "Wangyi is a serious problem, you must not stay, Miss Yunrong, your sword heart..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Yun Rong had already walked over quickly, completely ignoring Wang Yi who had lost his breath and fled, his face was so solemn and gloomy that he seemed a little shuddering, which was quite different from the usual red-dusted appearance. of.

She pressed Bai Lian's wrist holding the sword, and stared closely at the wound in his abdomen: "Nonsense, who told you to push me away just now!"

Yun Rong usually has a hard time showing his temper in front of him, but at this moment, the word "anger" is clearly written in his eyes.

Bai Lian signaled that he was fine, and said: "It's just some skin trauma, but I have to trouble Miss Yunrong, you have to go to work hard to get rid of the scourge of Wangyi. Since he has the ability to control Beiyuan rotten demon, if you let him If he continues, there is no guarantee that we will be able to retreat unscathed next time."

Yun Rong seemed unable to hear what he was saying, and her expression was terribly serious: "Just now I saw that succubus stick out a weird tongue, presumably it must be something hiding poison, have you ever been touched by that thing."

Everything happened very quickly just now, and because of the angle, Yun Rong couldn't confirm whether Bai Lian was injured by the poison.

Baili looked at her calmly, smiled suddenly, and said: "The poison of the succubus is a strange poison in the devil world. If I am tricked, how can I be so calm?"

Seeing that his expression did not seem to be fake, Yunrong's complexion improved a bit, but she still couldn't help but tore open the clothes in his abdomen, and after seeing the bright red color of the wound, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she tore off a piece of his clothes and bandaged his wound carefully.

"The location here is hidden. Since you are injured, you can adjust your breath here to recuperate and wait for me to come back. I will take Wangyi's life."

Bai Lian did not try to be brave with her, nodded, and found a thick branch to lean on and sit down, closing his eyes and adjusting his breath.

After Yun Rong left, Bai Lian, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils were bright red.

He tilted his head and spit out a mouthful of extremely dark blood.

Bai Lian frowned, with a hint of pain, and a little impatiently tore open the clothes wrapped around his abdomen.

Looking down, between the bright red wounds, there was a patch of blue spells spread out on the place that was kissed by the poisonous tongue snake, spreading in all directions like vines, gradually hardening the pale skin into a jade-like patch. Bise.

Seeing this scene, Bai Lian's fingers were stiff, and he slowly put down the hem of his clothes, with a serious and stern expression, and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he supported the branch with one hand and stood up, apparently not planning to wait for Yunrong to come back as agreed.

When Fang got up, Bai Lian coughed hard, the blood in his abdomen surged up, and a scorching hot burning overflowed his throat, making his throat extremely dry and hoarse.

The wound on his body has been burned by the fiery burning sensation, and all pain is lost.

He pressed the branches so hard that he couldn't get up, the scorching heat made him unbearably hot, and the cold skin was forced to produce crystal clear sweat.

Bai Lian was startled when he saw the hot sweat on his palm.

Ever since he woke up from the ancient cave of ten thousand demons and entered the world, as a corpse demon, he has never sweated.

Today, he was actually sweating uncontrollably from the succubus toxin.

Bai Lian clenched his fists unconsciously, and found that his fingers were gradually weakening, and his consciousness was as if he had drunk countless strong wines. The spirit altar was burnt dimly, and his entire vision turned into a peachy color.

Bai Lian was not stupid, he knew that the poison was wrong.

The five elements of a snake belong to earth, and earth belongs to desire, just now he was kissed by that snake with poisonous tongue, it seemed that he brushed it lightly, but all the poison in his body was transferred into his wound.

Snakes dare to violate the prohibition of the gods and inspire the seven emotions and six desires of the ancestor of all creatures.

If he stays by Yun Rong's side all the time, it will definitely be very bad.

Feeling helpless against the faintly out-of-control burning and boiling poisonous desire, he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, allowing the taste of blood to spread in his mouth.

Relying on the bloodthirsty desire to suppress the spreading bitter desire.

Bai Lian tore off a piece of cracked hard bark from the thick branches, and with five fingers forcefully inserted the rough and sharp bark into his palm.

Only relying on the pain of the body to maintain his heart, he walked with a sword and walked away quickly in the opposite direction of Yunrong.

On the other side of the peach grove sea, Yun Rong was walking among the branches and leaves, the black sacrificial robe on her body was blowing the silence of the night, she stopped suddenly, and rubbed the hideous scar on the wrist of her right hand with her left hand.

This is her No. 17 time to do this action, but she still can't find a way to break the illusion of stealing the moon and changing the sun cast on her hand by the 'heart demon'.

Although the scars on her hands were all false illusions, because of the existence of this illusion, the spiritual power node between her right hand was actually severed.

Right now, if she wants to pull out the Xuexue Sword, she has to use her left hand.

Master Four Swords, who has used her right-handed sword for hundreds of years, is suddenly forced to hold the sword with her left hand. Not to mention that her strength is greatly reduced. What is even more depressing is that the illusion planted by her demons does not know when it will be eliminated.

Also said that this technique must be cracked by the performer himself?
She traveled thousands of miles from the palace of the devil's capital to Beiyuan, and except for this strange big peach tree, she didn't even see half a shadow of the demon in her heart.

Yun Rong, who is obsessed with swordsmanship, knows how important his right hand is to him, so he must find her.

After crossing the forest of flowers and branches in Sanli, Yun Rong let out a little surprise, and stopped again, looking in surprise at the person in front of him who was entangled in vine branches like a figurine and hung upside down under a horizontal branch.

A thin wolf with mottled fur, black and gray, lay on the branch of the vine figurine.

The thin wolf kept tearing at the rattan figurine with its sharp claws and fangs, but it was as if it was gnawing on pig iron. Its sharp teeth gnawed out sparks, but it failed to leave a tooth mark.

With the faint moonlight, one can see the outline of the thin and thin figure among the rattan figurines.

Her complexion was pale, her lips were stained with blood, and her complexion looked very weak. The blood-stained Xuanjin Monarch robe on her body showed her noble status and unparalleled status without words.

The wide black robe is like an ink flower, blooming silently among the rattan figurines.

Ah Rao folded her arms around her knees, and let the long-haired ink clothes pour down like a waterfall, spreading flat on the ground, indescribably soft and moving, like a trapped bird in a cage, or like a quiet pistil in a dark forest abyss.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Ah Rao lightly opened her eyelashes, and saw Yun Rong under the moonlight.

I don't know if it was Yun Rong's illusion, but at the moment when she opened her eyes just now, she seemed to catch a trace of cold killing intent in her pair of dark eyes that were not as bright as pearls.

It's just that when the murderous gaze fell on the scar on her hand, it was fleeting: "Why are you here?"

The voice was extremely cold, but there was no hostility.

Yun Rong received the sword manual of the heart demon, although so many days have passed, but the sacrificial attire on her body has not faded, so it is natural to have a full set of acting.

"I'm here looking for someone," she said.

Ah Rao sneered and sneered, she knew the person she was looking for very well.

All demons in the world have obsession with their host that transcends life and death.

Before the canonization gift was completed, Ah Rao and her had nothing to say, squatting among the rattan figurines, she hugged her knees tightly, closed her eyes and said nothing.

Yun Rong is not stupid enough to take this opportunity to get rid of A Rao.

She knows what kind of existence the Demon Lord is, not to mention that she is just a trapped party.

Even if she was so seriously injured and weak that she could only breathe, she would definitely not be able to kill her.

Not to mention that her right hand is sealed at this moment, and her strength is far worse than before.

She shook her head regretfully, ready to leave here.

Just as he was raising his saber, Yun Rong pinched his fingers by the moonlight to deduce, trying to deduce a correct way forward.

She was halfway through the finger-pinching operation when she stopped suddenly, and she noticed a bone-piercing gaze behind her.

Ah Rao who was sitting in the rattan figurines also suddenly opened her eyes, looking at the handsome man with platinum hair in the sea of ​​flowers, she couldn't help but frowned deeply.

Yun Rong turned around gently, just as she lowered her arms, a cold and dark breath came over her face, a handsome face full of wild lust was close at hand, and the faint red pupils clearly reflected the outline of her face.

There was a sudden stabbing pain in Yunrong's neck, as if an invisible silk thread had cut through his skin, and the dark red blood quickly flowed out, splashing on the sick and pale face of the other party.

Under the opponent's powerful aura field, Yun Rong took half a step back without haste, it was clearly a step back, but she made it without any sign of weakness, on the contrary, there was an indescribable calmness .

She took out a soft handkerchief, pressed it on the wound on her neck, squinted her eyes, looked at Sikong's ominous and evil red eyes, and asked without fear, "Corpse demon?"

Si Kong remained silent, sticking out his tongue to lick the blood drops from the corners of his lips, his pupils shrank sharply, his eyes turned indifferent instantly, like three or nine days of ice, bitingly cold.

The arc of his lips was obviously morbidly twisted, "It's really you! She really dared to ask for that woman... She dared to ask me to protect you... She really dared to!!"

Yun Rong couldn't understand his crazy words, and said straight to the point: "Your Excellency, you know me?"

Looking at the whole world, as the leader of the righteous side, Jianxiu, she is the only one who treats the dead demons who are strictly forbidden to be killed in the six realms so politely and openly, without any prejudice in her eyes.

Perhaps it was Yun Rong's eyes that pleased Sikong, the madness in his eyes dissipated and turned into a leisurely interest, he lightly rested his chin with his fingers, and said with a leisurely smile: "No, I have never met you before, and it is impossible for me to know each other."

His eyes were rolled away with a smile, and he seemed to be in an extremely happy mood. That appearance was extremely deceptive, and it was easy for people to let go of their guard.

Yun Rong was not deceived by this face, although she was calm, her spirit never let up for a moment.

But under the suppression of absolute realm power, she has no ability to react at all.

Sikong raised his palm seemingly casually and slowly, but it gave off a heavy, sticky, irresistible sense of power.

One of his icy fingers instantly transformed into a sharp blood blade in the night, and the severe cold pain was like an evil poisonous snake, tearing and biting, easily piercing Yunrong's bodyguard and sword energy, pouring into her body in the heart.

In an eye-catching moment, Yunrong was about to face a terrible life-and-death crisis.

The deep pain made the scene in Yunrong's vision seem like the rain was dredging and the wind was blowing, shaking crazily and blurring, everything around was distorted.

Sikong's leisurely movement was deadly vicious.

He destroyed Yunrong's real world, and pulled her spiritual consciousness and senses into an extremely terrifying and cold death realm.

Yun Rong felt an unprecedented sense of heaviness from her physical body, as if she had fallen into a deep mud swamp. As soon as her body softened, she was about to fall towards the sky.

Sikong looked at You Yunrong quietly, licking the warm blood from his index finger, as if he was tasting the world's most beautiful desolate flower juice.

He is an exile, always rebellious, a rebellious son who does not obey discipline.

Even if it was the order of his father's generals, he resisted it when he resisted it, and reversed it when he resisted it.

Everything is from the heart, and only then has today's Sikong been achieved.

At the moment when Yunrong's body was about to be engulfed by the crimson mist.

A hand came through the flowers and leaves, hugged her tightly, and pulled her back from the chaotic realm of death to the real real world.

Yun Rong's body was weak, and she could only collapse into the hot chest behind her.

The scorching breath beat her hair continuously, and the familiar boy's voice sounded above her head, and the original clear voice was a little hoarse by the misty mist.

He only said one word: "Go away!"

There was uncontrollable violence and coldness in the voice, and it was actually directed at Sikong.

Si Kong was also taken aback by the word 'roll'.

For many years, in his memory, no one dared to say this word to him.

(End of this chapter)