Chapter 1004 Bloodshot Eyes

And the people from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect would either kill him or bring him back to the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, but no matter what the possibility was, it was just a matter of dying sooner or later for him.

"Bring him back to me!" the black-robed man roared completely angrily.

Just a second before the black-robed man was about to touch the white-bearded old man, a powerful force descended from the sky, and unstoppable black flames engulfed the surroundings.

The sudden force caused the man in black to withdraw his hand in an instant, and took a few steps back urgently.

"Who?" The black-robed man in the lead looked at Yun Wu, the burning anger in his eyes hadn't subsided.

Under the night covered by dark clouds, you can't see your fingers, you can't see the opponent's face at all, and you can only judge the opponent's strength by the breath.

But the man in black couldn't measure Yun Wu's strength at all, so he was naturally a little more cautious.

"I want this person." She glanced down at the Prophet, then raised her eyebrows and looked at the man in black. The aura of the black flame sword in her hand has not faded at all, and it looks powerful.

"Whoever the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect wants, do you dare to want it?"

"I dare to take anyone who the King of Hades wants."

"Yes." The black-robed man stared at him, waved his hand, and the two black-robed men attacked again.

The light of the black flame sword instantly ignited the night, and the power of Emperor Wu soared, and the whole forest instantly changed color. With a wave, the broken branches and leaves took advantage of the momentum and went straight to the man in black robe.

Remnants of leaves flew in all directions, like sharp blades, and every leaf was infected with the power of Emperor Wu, instantly knocking the two black-robed men into the air.

"Can he belong to me?" Yun Wu put away the black flame sword and dealt with them. Using the black flame sword was a bit overkill.

"Who are you?"

"You can go now."

What they want must be very important, so that they don't die, and if they go back and pass a message to Shangguanzhong, more people will come to hunt him down, and then she will be able to make a favor.

The man in black looked at Yun Wu vigilantly, a little in disbelief that she just let them go.

With her strength, killing them is easy.

"It seems that you feel that you have lived enough." Yun Wu sneered, like a mandala blooming in the darkness.

The man in black snorted coldly, and disappeared into the night sky with a shake.

The dark clouds receded, and the pale moonlight reappeared.

"Thank you, little girl." The Prophet stood up reluctantly, his face pale and bloodless, "Pfft..."

A mouthful of blood spattered all over the ground, spots blooming under the moonlight.

Yun Wu held a magic herb in her hand that was raised in the air, and upon seeing this, she quickly handed the magic herb to White Beard.

White Beard pushed and shook his head, "It's a miracle that the old man survived until now, don't waste such a good thing."

After being tortured by Wanshoumen for so long, his spiritual power has been exhausted and he is already an empty shell. No amount of good things can make up for what he lost.

Yun Wu's hand in mid-air froze for a moment.

"Little girl, I'm going to hand this thing over to you, and you must hand it over to the young master for me. Only he can protect the capital of the wood world! Definitely... must help me..."

The eyes of the white-bearded old man were bloodshot, and he couldn't see it.

"Wait, where is he?" Yun Wu asked anxiously, grabbing White Beard's clothes.

It's a small matter to help him pass it on, but where that person is is a big matter.

"Be... be... puff..." The white bearded old man's blood flew from his mouth, the blood stained his long beard, and his eyes were staring in peace forever.

Yun Wu raised her brows tightly, only then did she realize that White Beard's body was already dead, and I don't know what to rely on to survive until now. The body is dead, and it is a waste to eat the magic grass.

She looked at the small brocade box that the old man gave her in her hand, it was only about the size of a quarter of the palm of her hand, what kind of thing was it that made the Wanshoumen spend so much effort chasing and killing him?

And the young master he just mentioned has no name or surname, where can she find her.

Suddenly found that she really had a good errand, anyway, she was going to the capital of the wood world, so she went to look for the young master by the way, if she couldn't find it, there was nothing she could do.

"Well, it seems that it is not certain who owns this thing in the end."

In the distance, a magnetic voice blows by like the wind, and an evil smile is the most beautiful voice in the world. Long Qingxie walks slowly in a white dress, indescribably lazy and unrestrained, evil and evil.

Yun Wu stood up, looked at Long Qingxie, put the wooden box in her arms, looked a little tired, then waved to him, signaling him to come over quickly.

The figure of Long Qingxie came to her side, looked at her who was a little bit confused and sleepy charmingly, and said charmingly: "Touch, sleep, and be satisfied."

Yun Wu gave him a white look, "Squat down."

Long Qingxie raised his sword eyebrows, but he squatted down happily.

The corner of Yun Wu's mouth parted into a weird smile, and she climbed onto his back, fell headfirst on his neck, and found a comfortable position, "Walk and keep walking until I wake up. "

Hearing this, Long Qingxie's back stiffened, and his charming golden eyes flashed helplessly, "It's a waste of such thoughtful service to just use it like this."

"Don't waste it, anyway, I will use it sooner or later..."

"Say it again."

"I'm tired, so I won't talk anymore."

"If you don't say it, I will throw you away."

"I'm just throwing you away."

"..."

Beside the creek with the catkins hanging upside down, two figures stood upside down on the sparkling lake, and the breeze with the fragrance of flowers blew by, causing ripples on the lake.

The two figures also swayed dangerously back and forth, but they were still closely connected, not separated.

It was past midnight, and in the silent surroundings, there were only two even breathing sounds.

"Sasha..." The strange sound of messy leaves broke the quiet environment.

Long Qingxie opened his eyes, looked at the little thing in his arms, and his thin lips curved into a monstrous curve.

"Did you hear that?" Under the sultry fragrance of flowers, the person in his arms closed his eyes and said.

Long Qingxie's golden eyes sank slightly, brushed the hair on her forehead, and said softly: "Have a good rest."

Suddenly, the white figure disappeared in place like a cloud of white mist.

Immediately afterwards, more rapid changes continued to linger, with a few faint voices.

"Hand over what the old man gave you!"

The voice of the speaker was a little painful, and his breathing was a little short. Looking around, the five men in black who came had all fallen to the ground, and now only this one remained.

"I haven't seen the thing before." Long Qingxie fiddled with a strand of hair in his hand with lowered eyes, and his voice was flat. What he said was the truth, and the thing had indeed never been seen.

"Then why did you attack us?" Isn't it a guilty conscience!

Long Qingxie raised his golden eyes slightly, and a hint of danger flashed across his expression, "Because you disturbed my clear dream."

Because you disturbed my woman's lucid dream.

The man in black froze for a moment, seeing the danger in his eyes clearly, and glanced at a certain place in the distance. There was no abnormality in that place, and the expression of the man in black changed slightly.