Chapter 1313 Master's Little Demon Girl (61)

He felt that the figure seemed a little familiar.

However, I felt that I had already been enchanted, so how could I look at a strange figure and feel similar.

Xue Wuhen walked towards the sedan chair step by step.

The demon sect gathered around, "Protect the saint."

Xue Wuhen didn't say a word, drew his sword, and the white light flashed.

The people in the front row who stopped him all slashed their throats to death.

But those demon figures seemed to have no souls, and were not afraid of death at all, and rushed over one by one.

Dead, crippled, the thick, bloody smell of the mountain tops can be disgusting.

Xue Wuhen's white clothes were stained with blood, he was indifferent and wiped his sword with someone else's clothes.

Silver hair fell behind his back, and his face was as white as his hair, almost sickly white.

He walked over slowly, the sword in his hand was not clean, and the blood fell down the tip of the sword.

"Give me back my wife."

Xue Wuhen said softly, but it was clearly introduced into the sedan chair.

The people in the sedan chair seemed to hear something funny and couldn't help but chuckle.

The laughter is like a silver bell.

Xue Wuhen suddenly stopped, his pupils trembling in fear.

Can't believe it, is this an illusion?

The figure of the sedan chair suddenly disappeared.

Xue Wuhen's heart throbbed, and she jumped over immediately.

The sedan chair was shattered with a punch, and there was no one inside.

In his keen ears, a bell sounded prominently.

bell...

This bell is... Vivi!

Xue Wuhen held the long sword and looked around blankly, for fear that he had heard it wrong.

His lips trembled, and he finally couldn't help but say, "Weiwei, have you come back to see me?"

He thought that it was her soul that came back.

She hated him so much, she would definitely not want to come back to see him when she died.

So during this period of time, she never dreamed.

Xue Wuhen didn't hear an answer, but heard the bell and disappeared into the woods.

His face turned cold, it wasn't a hallucination, it was real.

It seems that the holy maiden does have a set of methods, which charms people's hearts and creates false impressions.

Is this why she can make the Demon Cult flourish again?

Xue Wuhen's expression finally cracked, his handsome face was full of suffocation, and the icy darkness poured into his eyes.

No one can pretend to be her.

He doesn't allow it.

Xue Wuhen walked into the woods, and several masters of the Demon Sect suddenly jumped down from the woods.

"Come on!"

Xue Wuhen didn't lift his eyes, the sword swiped in a sharp arc, and several masters fell to the ground.

Still stuck with a sword.

Whether it is an expert or a rookie.

Whether it is sinister or evil, it can be upright.

Everyone who attacked him was blocked with a sword.

His martial arts are so high that people are terrified, and they are not the martial arts that a human being should have at all.

The ringtone still came, Xue Wuhen's eyelashes trembled, but her eyes were as cold as ice beads.

He clenched his long sword tightly, and walked into the depths of the forest with a strong killing intent.

Then he saw a beautiful big tree with a beautiful red yarn hanging down from the huge thick branches.

In the gaps of the green leaves, a slender and beautiful figure could be vaguely seen.

Her black hair was casually scattered, and under the long red dress, a pair of naked and delicate feet hung down from the tree trunk, and a silver ring of bells hung on one ankle.

She turned her back to him, humming a little tune, her voice soft and sweet.

Like soft smoke, like water mist.

Xue Wuhen's footsteps slowed down, he stared blankly, even if it was just the back, he recognized it.

But he was afraid, it was his dream.

He called softly, "Vivi?"

The figure seemed to be stunned for a moment, then she turned her head, revealing that familiar and beautiful face.

Bai Weiwei showed a bright smile, "Master, you are here."

Xue Wuhen's chest hurt sharply, but he was content with it and didn't suppress it at all.

He walked over a little unsteadily, she was sitting on a tree trunk, and he reached out to pull her down.

But in a hurry, he pulled her ankle, the silver bell was cold.

It woke him up with a jolt, followed by ecstasy.

It's real, it's not a dream, it's not a hallucination.

It's a living Vivi.

Xue Wuhen's eyes were red, and she was so excited that she almost burst into tears.

He was so excited that he stretched out his hand, held her ankle, and pressed his face against it, feeling the familiar temperature of her body.

Hot is the temperature of a person.

Instead of... a corpse.

Bai Weiwei pulled her foot back a little strangely, her eyes were gentle, "Master, what's the matter, I haven't seen you for a few days, why are you so excited?"

Xue Wuhen kept a lot of words in his mouth, so excited that he didn't know what to say.

And Bai Weiwei had already jumped off the tree, smiling so affectionately and cutely approaching him.

She put her hands on his shoulders, stood on tiptoes, her face close to his.

Her warm, sweet scent surrounded him.

"Master, are you happy to see me?"

Xue Wuhen breathed for a while, unable to control her closeness, stretched out her hand to clasp her waist, and wanted to completely imprison her in his arms.

But the next moment.

His chest was cold, and a short blade plunged into his chest.

Bai Weiwei still smiled softly and sweetly, she said softly, "Master, I'm so happy to see your disciple, how delicious is this sharp knife piercing the heart?"