Chapter 1172: Nie Jiuque Returns to the Demon Realm

Mo Yu was furious, thinking that Zuo Yan was poisoning him.

"mean."

He raised his hand to suck out the blood worms that had penetrated into the skin on his face, but unexpectedly, the worms accelerated their speed and burrowed into the flesh and blood under his skin.

Zuo Yan smiled triumphantly, his eyes full of destructive viciousness.

This blood worm was a blood gu that he extracted from his own body, and refined it with poison.

As long as there is a little bit on the skin, it will be like him and Ye Qi, and it will be haunted by blood gull from now on.

Although it is not necessary to die, it is better to die than to live.

Nie Jiuque, let me see if you dare to activate the blood gu to torture me in the future.

A black shadow passed by, and Nie Jiuque's figure appeared in front of everyone.

Zuo Yan's face changed drastically.

"My lord."

"My lord." All Thirteen Banners and Qin Ming spoke out again and again.

Mo Yu subconsciously wanted to call out Nie Jiuque, but Nie Jiuque suddenly stopped him from forcibly taking out the blood Gu, and then immediately used other methods to help him take out the Gu worm.

When Mo Yu was wondering, he felt the burning pain on his face recede, and all the blood worms that had penetrated into his skin were absorbed by Nie Jiuque in his palm.

I saw Nie Jiuque's palm turned red, and a ball of flame suddenly appeared, burning the blood red to ashes in an instant.

Mo Yu raised her hand to touch her face which was fine, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Lord."

The flames in his palm receded, but the eyes under his mask were burning with raging fire, and the anger spread like a prairie fire, almost igniting his whole body.

Nie Jiuque was so angry that he turned around and raised his hand. The soul-shattering hand transformed from devil energy grabbed Zuo Yan's neck and lifted him up.

"Where's Yeyin?!"

Nie Jiuque asked sharply.

"What, what..."

Zuo Yan's face quickly turned red due to lack of oxygen.

The desire to survive made him instinctively want to break off the hand on his neck that could crush his soul at any time.

"Don't challenge my patience, I'll ask you one last time, where's Yeyin?!" Nie Jiuque increased his strength while speaking.

The suffocating sense of death made Zuo Yan not care about the distinction between monarch and minister, not to mention that he had murderous intentions towards Nie Jiuque, so he raised his hand and called out his sword, stabbing Nie Jiuque.

"Respect and be careful." Mo Yu hurriedly reminded.

With a wave of Nie Jiuque's hand, he swung away the sharp sword flying in front of him, and then swung Zuo Yan's hand violently.

Zuo Yan's body was thrown out like a kite with a broken thread, hit the wall, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Cough cough, cough cough..."

Having no time to care about the pain on his body, Zuo Yan grabbed his neck with one hand, coughing and panting non-stop, extremely embarrassed.

"Zuo Yan, you are really bold and reckless. You dare to attack this deity. Believe it or not, this deity can punish you for committing the crime of treason!"

"Ahem... Your Majesty wants to punish me, how dare I resist."

Zuo Yan struggled on the ground for a while, then slowly stood up.

The innocent eyes were full of dissatisfaction with Nie Jiuque.

"I don't have time to settle the old score with you, hand over Ye Yin, and I will spare your life for the time being, otherwise, don't blame the deity for not being sympathetic."

He still has important things to do, so he has no time to waste with Zuo Yan.

"Isn't Yeyin your lord's subordinate? How can your lord ask me for it?"

"I said, don't challenge my patience!"

"I also said, I don't know, I've never seen Ye... ah."

Zuo Yan hadn't finished speaking when suddenly a bone-eating pain spread all over his body.