Dijun's black moonlight is back

Du Yiyi looked back at the fight behind her. She didn't know whether her groom today was really trying to save her.

But that doesn't matter anymore, she just needs to complete her mission today.

Du Huanyi held the knife in both hands and raised it to his shoulder with difficulty.

She took a deep breath, then frowned and pulled the knife across the edge.

In Du Huanyi's imagination, the knife would cut her throat, and a steady stream of blood would flow from her wound.

Then it merges into the formation of the altar, nourishing this otherworldly city that protects everyone.

However, when she pulled hard, the knife in her hand did not move at all.

Du Huanyi was a little strange. She opened her eyes in confusion, only to see Ling Yu standing in front of her at some point.

Holding the blade between her fingers, she easily stopped Du Huanyi from seeking his own death.

Ling Yu looked at her expressionlessly, as casually as he was looking at the leaves on the trees and the clouds in the sky.

"Why did you save me?" Du Huanyi asked.

"You told me you didn't want to die," Ling Yu said, "Why did you kill yourself again?"

Du Yiyi looked at her face. The last time he talked to her, she used the body of a great witch.

This time the person standing in front of her was a young girl. For some reason, Du Huanyi was sure that this was her original body.

Her appearance, her movements, and her indifferent demeanor were all evidence that Du Huanyi recognized her.

"I...I..." Du Huanyi was at a loss when she asked.

She didn't do anything wrong, but when she was questioned by the person in front of her, she always felt like she was being caught slacking off her homework.

"Are you going to die for them?" Ling Yu glanced at the people under the altar.

Under the obstruction of the Du family's personal guards, they all shouted vicious words that they wanted Du Huanyi to die immediately.

Du Huanyi held the knife, and the noisy shouts of the crowd instantly flooded into her ears. She heard these people calling her to sacrifice quickly.

Her father stood on the high platform, looking at her from a distance but did not take a step forward.

He looked like he couldn't bear it, but his behavior and body language had already explained his decision.

As for her nominal mother, she was protecting her biological son without even looking at her.

"If I don't die, more people like me will lose their lives," Du Yiyi suddenly turned to look at Ling Yu, "If you only sacrifice me, you can..."

"Peace won't last long," Ling Yu interrupted her. Anticipating that Du Huanyi would ask why, Ling Yu simply explained in advance, "The celestial phenomena show that I don't know the reason."

From the corner of his eye, Ling Yu saw Wen Jingchan protecting the prisoner ox bone behind him and summoning Hongmeng Liangyi to transform into a long bow.

She turned her hands and clasped her palms, Chunshan smiled at the call.

Before Du Huanyi could react, Lingyu disappeared in front of her eyes, and then appeared between Wen Jingchan and Yanzhao.

Lingyu jumped up with his sword horizontally, and raised his sword to chop at the moment he jumped, forcing Xingzhi to bend his knees to block.

The refined crape myrtle sky fire burned on Chunshan Xiaodao's body, and when the sword came down, it was so shocked that the mandrill even stepped back.

Wen Jingchan's arrow was on the string, and the full bow string could not be retracted. Ling Yu just blocked Xing Mandrill, so he could only shoot an arrow into the sky.

When Yanzhao took the blow, there was obvious shock in his pupils, and Lingyu couldn't help but laugh in his heart, how could this happen?

If it had been that time, if this knife had come down, the Demon Lord would have tidied up and passed away.

"You can't beat him." Ling Yu whispered.

Then she withdrew the knife half an inch, turned around and slashed at Xing Mandrill's waist.

Her strength can be said to be just right, making Wen Jingchan feel that she is really fighting, but not making Yanzhi unable to resist.

Xingzhao jumped to avoid the blow, and he finally realized what Lingyu wanted to do.Li Huo was missing his bowstring, so he couldn't fight against Wen Jingchan now.

If Ling Yu hadn't suddenly intervened, the arrow Wen Jingchan had prepared just now would have destroyed most of his cultivation.

Xingzhao rolled over behind Ling Yu, turned around and stepped sideways with his sword.

Ling Yu wished he could close his eyes so he could ignore Xing Mandrill's poor martial arts skills.

Since Wen Jingchan was right in front of her, she secretly took half a step forward so that Yanzhi's sword could be placed just right on her neck.

"Give me the bones of the prisoner ox." Yanzhao held the sword in one hand and bent his elbow slightly, forcing Lingyu to lean back a little.

She put it on Yanzhao's chest, and the blade was just under her throat.

Feeling that his skin seemed to be scratched by a sharp weapon, Ling Yu tightened his grip on the knife.

It took her a lot of effort to convince herself to finish the scene and not give up halfway to give Xingzha two blows.

Wen Jingchan drew back her bow, stopped talking and took half a step forward.

Xingzhao bent his elbow a little more, and a drop of blood flowed from the small opening on Lingyu's neck.

"It doesn't matter if I don't give it to you," said Yanzhao, "your apprentice's back tendons can also repair my bowstring."

After saying this, he raised his hands to perform the seal. Lingyu's wrists and ankles were immediately tightened by four rings, and a magic ring was also placed around his neck.

Li Huo hung above her head, turned into a sharp cone, and aimed it at the top of her head.

Xingzhao didn't even try to disguise himself and flew directly towards the Prisoner Ox Bone.

Ling Yu looked at Wen Jingchan. Although the surroundings were noisy, he seemed to have a soft and peaceful aura.

This man clearly didn't do anything, he just stood there and made people feel at ease.

Almost without thinking, he flew towards Ling Yu.

He couldn't break Xingzhi's curse for a while, so he could only fly to her side to protect her.

Ling Yu didn't know why Wen Jingchan chose to save her at this moment.

If he gave up the confinement of cow bones, it would mean that all the people in this city would be exposed to the rebel army.

This time she blocked someone who gave up all sentient beings for her. She should have been proud, but she was not happy anyway.

Wen Jingchan threw Hongmeng Liangyi over and turned it into a shield above her head.

Immediately, Lingyu also fell into an embrace with the fragrance of Mulan. He held the shield with one hand and held the back of her head with the other, protecting her in his arms.

His embrace was not as warm as expected, but rather cold, like snow with sunshine.

The imprisonment on Lingyu was released, and Lihuo returned to Xingzhao's hands at this moment.

She watched with her own eyes as the Demon Lord transformed into a sword and struck it at the prisoner ox bone.

The dazzling golden light swayed away with the strong air current, and all the surrounding mortals were swept to the ground.

A drop of blood flew out from the crack in the prisoner's ox bone and merged into Li Huo's sword body.

As Li Huo continued to repair himself, Ling Yu felt that the altar under his feet was also cracking.

Without the prisoner's ox bone, the formation could no longer be maintained.

Du Wenqing reacted and wanted to rush over in anger, but was swept to the ground again by the airflow.

Wen Jingchan put the hand raised above his head by Ling Yu's ear, and put her head in his arms to protect her.

There was clearly a strong wind blowing around, but he wanted to keep her unscathed.