The Qisha Demon Knife without command was spinning around in the air like a lost child. Yin Mo on the side took advantage of the situation and flew into the air to control the Qisha Demon Knife that was still spinning around. Seeing the situation, He Wu hurriedly stopped Yin Mo, However, it was a step too late.

Zhong Li picked up a knife and threw it towards the Qisha Demon Knife. Unexpectedly, before the knife got close to the Qi Sha Demon Knife, it was turned into powder by the power of the Qi Sha Demon Knife and dissipated in the air.

Of course Yin Mo knew that the Qisha Demon Saber would only return to its sheath when it saw blood, and he didn't want to seek death, but if the Demon Saber could only be drawn out of its sheath when it saw blood, then he wouldn't mind using his own blood to make the Demon Saber return to its sheath. sheath.

With the determination to die, Yin Mo faced the Qisha Demon Knife spinning around in the air. Seeing that Yin Mo was about to be injured by the Qi Sha Demon Knife, Nalan Qingcheng narrowed his phoenix eyes and cursed a fool secretly. Covering her ears, she flew in front of Yin Mo and slammed it away, but she herself was injured by the Qisha Demon Knife, and the blood swarmed out but was sucked by the Qi Sha Demon Knife. An extremely hungry wolf is still sucking Nalan Qingcheng's blood. Zhongli, who was entangled, saw that Nalan Qingcheng was sucked blood by the Qisha Demon Knife. The silk was completely shattered, and Zhong Li flew towards Nalan Qingcheng, and when he came to her, he looked at Nalan Qingcheng with heartbroken eyes, and then he pulled Nalan Qingcheng into his arms and faced her with his back. Holding the Qisha Demon Knife, 'Chi', that was the sound of the Qisha Demon Knife piercing Zhongli's flesh.

Nalan Qingcheng, who was held in Zhongli's arms, raised his eyes and looked at Zhongli expressionlessly. At this moment, he was also looking at her affectionately, but the affection in his eyes was not for her, but for another woman.

"Wan'er, are you alright?"

Zhongli's first question was about her injuries, and he didn't care about the blood dripping from his back. He had to say that this man was affectionate and dedicated, but he was nothing but a devil if he removed this layer of affection.

The Qisha Demon Knife seemed to have eaten and drank enough, and fell to the ground with a 'ding' sound, and the blade was still emitting a faint red light.

The wound on Zhongli's back is healing automatically, but his face is only a little pale.

Zhongli touched Nalan Qingcheng's injured arm with one hand, and her wound was healing at a visible speed.

Zhong Li helped her to the side.

"Come on, Wan'er, be careful, I will take you out of here after my husband has dealt with the three of them."

Zhongli seems to be possessed, he clearly recognized that Nalan Qingcheng was not his Wan'er before, but what's wrong with this affectionate appearance now?

He Wu frowned and looked at Yin Mo and Wuyin, as if he didn't understand Zhongli's purpose.

Zhong Li took a gentle look at Nalan Qingcheng and then turned to look at He Wu and the others. At this moment, the storm in his eyes was directly proportional to the gentleness and affection he had when facing Nalan Qingcheng.

'Hoo', the Qisha Demon Knife was put into the palm of Zhongli's hand and disappeared.

"I don't need this magic knife to strangle you one by one, He Wu, it's time to end our grievances."

As he said that, Zhong Li's expression suddenly became ferocious, and he roared towards the sky, a thunderous roar resounded in the sky.

Immediately, the sky became full of shadows, and the light became much dimmer.

At this moment, Zhong Li's original bloody eyes seemed to become much more intense. He snorted coldly, rose into the air, and his legs leaped far away. The speed made it too late for him to respond. Silently took a step,

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