Chapter 1014 What a Waste of This Temple's Painstaking Efforts

"Have to leave quickly..." Yun Qingyan frowned slightly.

The vision of heaven and earth is either a powerful master or advanced level of magical beast cultivation, or a strange treasure was born.

Those who came in a hurry should come in a hurry because they thought that there was a strange treasure born in the forbidden land of death.

If they bumped into her and happened to appear near the death forbidden area at the moment, I am afraid she would cause a lot of trouble.

Yun Qingyan thought for a while, and without hesitation, took Di Jiuque to hide his figure in the mountain forest, and galloped away in the direction of Wanling City in his memory.

...

A burst of black mist gathered, and the shuffling purple butterflies were entwined and danced, and a figure deeper than the night gradually emerged in the darkness.

The purple-black ink hair flowed out from the hood, and the moonlight reflected the faint light. The face hidden in the hood seemed to be more enchanting than before.

Jiang Wuya leaned against an ancient tree in the sky, and those eyes like precious purple gems glanced in the direction of the forbidden area of ​​death, revealing a few strands of pity, as if he had lost an interesting plaything.

"It's a pity..." The deep and quiet voice seemed to be saying it was a pity, but also seemed to have no emotion at all.

"The little cat in this hall...it died so soon~" She lowered her slender eyelashes, her dark purple eyes flickered, and her sweet and lingering voice seemed to be muttering to herself, "What a waste of this hall. A lot of painstaking..."

"His Royal Highness." A dark shadow quickly gathered around him, turning into a human figure and knelt down on one knee, "I wonder if your Highness's trip went smoothly?"

"Oh." Jiang Wuya glanced at him boredly, and then suddenly curled his lips into a smile, "Pass on my order, Mo Ting and other elders will protect His Highness without much sacrifice."

The kneeling black-robed messenger trembled, "Then... Has something happened to His Highness Shui Mei?"

"Huh? Are you questioning this hall?" Jiang Wuya chuckled lightly.

"My subordinates don't dare!" The black-robed messenger's body trembled even more, and his head bowed down to the ground.

He said tremblingly, "Yes... it was Lord Qingruo who was worried about the safety of His Highness Shui Mei, and specially sent a subordinate to ask him."

"Oh?" Jiang Wuya's voice rose slightly, "Doesn't that old witch have the ugly woman's life card? Why do you need to be sent to question the main hall?"

"His Royal Highness Shui Mei's life card doesn't know why... Why did it suddenly lose contact, it was not broken, and the light was dim, Qing... Lord Qing Ruo was worried about the safety of His Highness Shui Mei, so he specially sent his subordinates to ask."

"Maybe it's dead." Jiang Wuya lightly closed his black robe, and the black cloth drew an arc in the air.

"This hall is going to retreat, within a year, do not disturb."

What else did the man want to ask? Seeing Jiang Wuya's half-smile eyes, he swallowed the words in his mouth, "Follow your orders!"

...

"Hmm!" Outside the Slaughtering God Cliff, several figures were thrown out.

Feng Liao's whole body burst into star energy, rubbing a dazzling light in the air, and then stopped after retreating several hundred meters.

At the same time, a peach-red figure spun around to release its strength, supported the ground alone, and stopped the retreating figure.

With their strength, they were 'thrown' out?

Yaoya and Feng Liao looked at each other in amazement, and were even more in awe of that mysterious place.

"The most urgent task is to find the emperor first!" Feng Liao wiped away the reddish blood on the corner of his mouth, a gust of entangled wind rose, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.