She punched the table hard.
At this moment, Di Yun's eyes were glowing with a faint red light, like an immortal who had fallen into the devil's path. Two incompatible temperaments converged on him, making him look sinister, but extremely independent.
The forest was full of corpses. Di Yun easily crushed the neck of the last living person. He threw it casually, but the body of that person did not fall to the ground, but hit several other corpses, causing a cloud of fallen leaves to cover the ground. body.
Silence fell, and Di Yun slowly raised his head. His hair was scattered in front of his forehead, covering one of his eyes, and the other eye revealed was even more mysterious.
His cheeks were stained with traces of dirty blood. Regardless of his image, he only saw killing and death.
"Nanxiang." Di Yun looked coldly at the mountain of corpses and sea of blood in front of him, and evoked a bloody sneer.
Nan Xiang, who was behind him, stepped forward and looked at his master carefully, waiting for his instructions.
Di Yun raised his slender middle index fingers to wipe away the blood spattered on his cheeks. The unstoppable murderous aura still did not subside, and his bloodthirsty eyes flashed with the aura from hell.
"Keep an eye on the Demon Slaughter Nest, and don't let anyone go. I will personally deal with it."
Nan Xiang raised his head in surprise and was about to say something. When his eyes met Di Yun's blood-stained pupils, he no longer had the courage to say anything.
In the end, he concealed his worries and responded in a deep voice: "I obey my orders!"
However, Di Yun's pupils suddenly tightened.
Nan Xiang looked up just in time and was shocked.
Sure enough, it came!
A touch of black energy gradually rose from the center of Di Yun's eyebrows. In just a moment, the faint black energy became thicker and thicker...
Di Yun's demon-like eyes narrowed fiercely, and his inner energy suddenly exploded. The thick black energy gradually dissipated, and was finally suppressed by him.
"Why are you still here?" Looking at Nan Xiang who was looking worried, Di Yun said coldly.
Just as Nan Xiang was about to say something, Di Yun's emotionless cold fox eyes suddenly flashed with light, the color faded, and his eyes suddenly turned to the playing field.
It's her breath!
He couldn't care about anything else and rushed out of the woods like crazy.
At this moment, Qiao Yu and others had surrounded the original ring position. The crowd was so crowded that a familiar white robe could be vaguely seen.
Di Yun's heart had never beat so hard, and even his hands hanging by his sides began to tremble crazily involuntarily.
Yeer…
Mulanting, who was standing at the outermost edge, saw his arrival and quickly stepped aside to give up his position. Others felt the terrifying aura and immediately stepped aside.
Everything became clear, and Di Yun finally saw Bai Ye surrounded by him.
Suzaku stood behind her holding Qiuqiu.
And she was holding a large piece of satin torn from her clothes.
From the silk satin, a pair of white and tender little claws stretched out and clawed at her chest.
She was tightly wrapped in the cloak originally worn by Mr. Kazama. Her face was weak and pale, and her hair was slightly messy. Even so, she did not forget to raise a gentle smile towards him.
Fengjian's eyebrows were filled with joy, and Ye Mingxia also smiled gently. Everyone laughed so happily, with comfort and joy in their eyes.
All this is telling him...
She's okay, she's fine.
His and her children are fine... all fine...
"You're here." Bai Ye saw Di Yun in a blink of an eye, his eyes lingered on his blood-stained clothes for a moment, and he pretended to be angry and said: "This bastard has tortured me to death! Hey, you're still standing there. What are you doing? This is a good thing you did, why don’t you come and take a look? "