Chapter 461

Jiang Zonglin wanted to drive the talisman fire away from his side, but he ignored the power of the talisman fire and inadvertently touched the edge of the talisman fire with his fingertips. It touched his fingertips, climbed onto his arm, and immediately enveloped his whole body in the talisman fire.

"Shame!"

There was a shrill hiss, and the demonic aura creaked as it was burned by the talisman fire.

Jiang Zonglin, who was already mad, went completely insane, pushing away in the woods like a huge fireball, watching those trees turned into stumps on the ground.

Ye Qizhu bared his teeth and hissed, quickly raised his right hand and clenched his wrist tightly.

A hundred miles away.

The masked man in black landed straight on the grass, looking at the vast meadow with awe-inspiring breath.

Immediately afterwards, he took off his mask, revealing that unruly and stern face.

Yin Qianliu frowned.

After much deliberation, he was still uneasy, so he disguised himself and came to Siqing Town to meet up with Zhaomen's Fufa and inform them in case the Demon Prisoner took the opportunity to make trouble.

He knew that Ye Qizhu was really angry with him, so he only planned to protect her secretly, but when he saw that Bai Shifang dared to approach his little Zhuer, he was discovered as soon as he couldn't hold back. Candle has disappeared.

However, he chased Xiao Zhuer's breath all the way, but he chased to this deserted place.

be cheated!
To be able to fool him from sniffing, the person who led him here was well prepared.

His eyes instantly sank to the bottom of the valley, dangerous and menacing. With a wave of his sleeves, he instantly turned into a cloud of black air like a whirlwind and chased back in the direction he came from.

A wisp of faint purple air slowly emerged from the darkness.

Ban Wushuang held a handkerchief and looked angrily at the direction where Yin Qianliu disappeared, and then squeezed the handkerchief, and the handkerchief turned into fly ash.

……

The soaring demonic aura permeated the sky, and when Bai Shifang led the old man from the white gate and Jiang Heng and others arrived, the obscuring demonic aura almost disappeared, leaving only a circle of barriers blocking the forest.

Dignified, Bai Shifang immediately took the long sword in Jiang Heng's hand and strode towards the barrier, swiping the blade violently, but was pushed back by a gust of prey.

Contemplating, Bai Shifang immediately raised the long sword in his hand to face his palm.

"Young master, no!"

The old man at the Baimen walked up quickly and grabbed the sword in Bai Shifang's hand.

"Young master, it's better to be an old man."

Bai Shifang broke free: "I always have to do something for her. If I hadn't been careless, she wouldn't have been kidnapped here by the Jingling Hall."

"Young Master!" The old man of the Baimen frowned suddenly, but he looked at the seriousness in Bai Shifang's eyes, and after hesitating, he finally let go.

Without any hesitation, Bai Shifang raised the sword in his hand and slashed at his palm. However, before the blade penetrated the skin, a red dot suddenly appeared on the barrier, followed by a slowly smearing like ripples. Kailai, before everyone could react, a pair of bloody hands poked out from the barrier.

Bai Shifang was stunned for a moment. When he saw the black bracelet on his right wrist, he immediately recognized Ye Qizhu, threw the sword in his hand and rushed forward.

"Little Seven!"

"Senior brother Shifang? Pull me out!"

Hurriedly grabbing Ye Qizhu's wrist, Bai Shifang dragged her out, looked at that messy little face, felt distressed, and hurriedly hugged her tightly in his arms: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all mine. Wrong, Xiaoqi, I said I would never leave you half a step, but I..."

(End of this chapter)

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