Mu Qingfeng, Mo Shanshi and others looked at each other with surprise and disbelief, but these were not important anymore. What was important was that Fang Zhengzheng had already stood up and blocked the Sky Demon God. .
This is enough!
"Let's go!" Mu Qingfeng glanced at the two divine gates in the sky, one green and one black, and finally gritted his teeth. After shouting at Mo Shanshi, he turned around and fled directly downwards with Mo Shanshi.
"Want to leave? Naive!" Demon Emperor Bai Zhi saw Mu Qingfeng and Mo Shanshi running away at a glance, and naturally pursued them downwards without hesitation.
"Mother, let them go." Yun Qingwu's voice sounded at this time, and then Yun Qingwu also shook her head gently towards Demon Emperor Bai Zhi.
"Not chasing?" Demon Emperor Bai Zhi naturally understood what Yun Qingwu meant, but she was still a little curious as to why Yun Qingwu made such a decision.
"The sanctuary is so big, where can Mu Qingfeng and the others go? Keeping him is more important." Yun Qingwu said while pointing at Fang Zhengzheng standing in front of her.
"This kid?" Demon Emperor Bai Zhi frowned. From the bottom of her heart, she actually did not agree with the decision made by Yun Qingwu.
After all, it was a fact to keep Fang Zhengzheng.
How could Fang Zhengzheng be able to escape with the Demon God of Sky Splitting around? What's the point of deliberately staying for the sake of a man who is already destined to die
Demon Emperor Bai Zhi didn't quite understand.
However, under the current situation, she did not object directly, because, as Yun Qingwu said, the sanctuary is so big. Even if Mu Qingfeng and the others want to run away, where can they go? Moreover, Mu Qingfeng and the others Are you really willing to leave behind the thousands-of-year-old foundations of the Holy Land and run away
"Okay, let's spare their lives for now." Demon Emperor Bai Zhi finally nodded and did not continue to chase. Instead, he moved and transformed into a human form again, standing next to Yun Qingwu.
The snow-white velvet dress has a crystal brilliance under the sunlight, and the appearance is absolutely beautiful. However, compared with Yun Qingwu, there is a kind of monster in her bones.
These two women standing together are really beautiful.
But Fang Zhengzheng obviously had no intention of admiring it. His eyes were fixed on the Sky-Splitting Demon God four or five steps away from the beginning to the end.
In fact, in terms of distance, he was closer to Yun Qingwu than the Sky-Splitting Demon God.
If we decide from a strategic perspective, it is obviously the best strategy to seize Yun Qingwu now and then use Yun Qingwu as a threat.
However, Fang Zhengyi did not do this.
The reason was not that he didn't want to, but that he knew he couldn't do it. After seeing the blow that Sky Demon God struck Yan Yin, he knew that he couldn't catch Yun Qingwu.
Moreover, even if he catches Yun Qingwu, who can give a definite answer to whether the Sky Demon God will surrender because of Yun Qingwu
In the words of the Sky-Splitting Demon God...
A demon who comes out of a real battlefield kills people with just a nod. Who knows how much the so-called faith and the so-called kinsmen are worth in front of this kind of demon
So, instead of seeking death, it is better to pretend to be calm.
At least, he could use the bet between Yun Qingwu and the Sky-Splitting Demon God to get some favorable conditions for himself.
"Are you ready?" The Sky-Splitting Demon God looked at Fang Zhengyi, who exuded the aura of supreme killing, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
"Do you have any wine? I want to take a sip to calm down my shock!" Fang Zhengzheng shook his head.
"Haha, I have no such interest in watching you drink in front of me." The Sky Demon God smiled at the corner of his mouth. For a person who has come out of a real battlefield, he knows very well his attitude towards the enemy.
Even an ant can kill an elephant.
Therefore, while speaking, he slowly raised his right hand, as if giving Fang Zhengzheng no chance to play tricks.
"Wait a minute." The moment the Sky-Splitting Demon God raised his hand, Yun Qingwu's voice sounded again: "Last time I was in Beishan Village, I bought a pot of your Beishan Village's 'Xinghuachun' ', I heard that the recipe for this wine still came from your mouth. I still have half a bottle of wine with me, will you drink it?"
"Drink, Xinghuachun, of course you have to drink." Fang Zhengzheng smiled, then turned around and walked slowly towards Yun Qingwu step by step.
The Sky-Splitting Demon God frowned slightly. Looking at Fang Zhengyi walking towards Yun Qingwu, he raised his right hand again, but finally put it back again.
When Demon Emperor Bai Zhi saw Fang Zhengzheng approaching, her palms tightened and she stopped directly in front of Yun Qingwu without any hesitation.
"Don't worry, mother, he won't kill me, at least not now." Yun Qingwu shook her head gently and said to Demon Emperor Bai Zhi.
"Oh?" Demon Emperor Bai Zhi was a little confused. Even with her wisdom, she did not understand the reason why Yun Qingwu was so sure that Fang Zhengzheng would not kill her now.
"He needs me even more now to help him delay time." Yun Qingwu pointed to the fleeing Saint Realm experts and sect disciples below.
Demon Emperor Bai Zhi frowned again.
She naturally also noticed that after Mu Qingfeng, Mo Shanshi and others chose to escape, the crowd below had already dispersed in all directions like a flood again.
Whether it is Yin Yang Palace, Tiandao Pavilion and Fuxi Valley, including Lingyun Tower and the remaining camps of the Daxia Dynasty, they are constantly retreating down the mountain.
This is to be expected.
However, Demon Emperor Bai Zhi didn't quite understand that Yun Qingwu didn't seem to have the intention to pursue such a good opportunity. Instead, she deliberately wanted to let Mu Qingfeng and these sect disciples leave.
why
Yun Qingwu didn't explain, so Demon Emperor Bai Zhi was naturally unlikely to ask. At least, in this situation, she couldn't ask.
…
The mountain breeze was a bit cold, and Yun Qingwu's face suddenly showed embarrassment.
Because, when her hand touched the bottom of her neck, she realized that the pendant on her neck seemed to be no longer around her neck.
"The wine is on you." Yun Qingwu finally said after being stunned for a moment.
"On me? Oh... yes, on me." Fang Zhengzheng was also stunned, and then he quickly reacted and casually touched the goggles on his chest.
Soon, a wine pot whose seal had been opened appeared in his hand. On the wine pot, there were three black ink characters "Xinghua Chun" scrawled on it.
Gently opening the stopper of the jug, Fang Zhengzhi also put his nose close to the spout of the wine jug and smelled it, with a look of satisfied intoxication on his face.
"It's still a purely natural wine, it smells so good!" Fang Zhengzheng exclaimed in appreciation, and at the same time, he looked down casually.
From his sight, he could see that Dao Xin and Dao Hun had successfully escaped down to the top of Tianchan Mountain with Yan Xiu and the disciples of Yin Yang Palace.
Not only the disciples of Yin Yang Palace had almost escaped, but the disciples of Tiandao Pavilion, Fuxi Valley and Lingyun Tower also basically walked very quickly.
"I originally thought that Aunt Qian Yu... would stay." Fang Zhengzheng sighed in his heart. In his heart, Qian Yu was the most likely to stay.
Because, compared with Mu Qingfeng, Mo Shanshi and others, Qian Yu was the only one besides Dao Hun who was least injured and one of the strongest.
But Qian Yu left.
He took away the disciples of Lingyun Tower, and also took away the Holy Master Lin Mubai and Ping Yang.
Of course, when he actually left, Qian Yu still turned around and glanced in the direction of the top of the tree. He didn't know whether he was looking at the two opened divine doors in the sky or the square at the top of the divine tree.
The tea cools as people walk away, and the mountain breeze naturally adds a touch of chill.
However, after all, there were a few figures standing under the sacred tree. They did not leave immediately. They just stood quietly and looked up at the sky.
The most conspicuous ones are Chi Guyan and Wu Yu'er.
One pink, one black, the two figures are like two blooming flowers among the green leaves, making it impossible not to notice them.
The two people did not stand together, but a full twenty steps apart.
The pink dress was fluttering on Chi Guyan's body, and the blood stained on it was burning like bright red flames.
Compared to Chi Guyan, Wu Yu'er had much less blood stains on her body. The black gauze dress wrapped her exquisite figure, adding a touch of charm.
Neither of them left, or rather, they just haven't left yet.
Of course, besides Chi Guyan and Wu Yu'er, there are still a few people who have not left, one is Sage Tianxu and the other is Yan Qianli.
The disciples of the Shadow Sect have left, but Saint Tianxu and Yan Qianli have not left. Perhaps, they are waiting for Wu Yu'er, waiting for Wu Yu'er to leave together.
This is not unexpected.
However, what surprised Fang Zhengyi a little was that Nangong Tian also did not leave. Not only did he not leave, but none of the dozen or so Saint Realm experts from the Nangong family also left.
Then, Nangong Mu lying on the ground would naturally not be carried away.
Fang Zhengzheng suddenly laughed.
He really didn't expect that Nangongtian, a man who could even kill his own son for his own purposes, would not leave at such a time.
Is it for Nangong Hao
Or maybe Nangongtian still hasn't given up in his heart
If it was the latter, Fang Zhengzheng really admired Nangongtian's persistence. This kind of persistence would not give up even when there was no hope at all.
…
Fang Zhengzheng took a deep breath, then put the spout of the wine bottle close to his mouth, and the mellow and spicy Xinghuachun flowed into his mouth along the spout.
"Gulu..." After taking a sip, Fang Zhengzheng suddenly felt a faint burning breath slowly coming out of his stomach.
This Xinghuachun is different from the fruit wine he brewed when he was a child. It is much stronger in concentration. Under normal circumstances, it is used by villagers who go hunting in the mountains to relieve the cold.
But now, after taking one sip like this, I feel even more refreshed.
"It's so boring to drink alone." Yun Qingwu said while extending her right hand, with a light as calm as water in her eyes.
"Yes." Fang Zhengzheng nodded, took another sip, then covered the wine bottle and gently threw it towards Yun Qingwu: "Let Mu Qingfeng go, Nangong Hao, what are you going to do with it?"
"Do you want to save him?" Yun Qingwu took the wine pot with one hand, reopened the lid with the other hand, and took a sip directly to the mouth of the pot while countless demon kings looked at her in surprise.
Such a scene undoubtedly made the demon kings a little unbelievable, because in their impression, Yun Qingwu had always been very particular.
When have you ever drank from a pot of wine with someone else, and the spout was facing the spout
"Anyway, I'm going to die soon, and the divine gate between the demon and demon worlds has also opened. In this situation, by saving Nangong Hao, maybe we humans will have a little more hope." Fang Zhengzheng said casually.
"Well, it makes sense." After Yun Qingwu finished speaking, she threw the wine bottle towards Fang Zhengyi: "But why should I leave more hope for you humans?"
"So, Yun Qingwu was sometimes scared?" Fang Zheng passed the wine bottle directly, took another sip, and then threw the wine bottle into Yun Qingwu's hand again.
"Do you think this kind of provoking method will be useful to me?"
"I don't know if it's useful. I'll use it first and then talk about it."
"Before you die, do you... have any last wish?"
"I haven't been married yet."
"Well, it suits your personality very well. However, I didn't say that I would help you realize it, so you can just think about it casually."
"Yun Qingwu is Yun Qingwu." Fang Zhengzheng nodded, and then shook the wine bottle in his hand. After finding that there was no more wine in it, a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I've finished drinking the wine, and I'm leaving. Almost everyone should leave, so let’s get started.”
"Wait a minute." Yun Qingwu spoke again.
"Have you changed your mind and are reluctant to let me die?"
"Your confidence looks more like shamelessness. Let me ask you one last question, do you really want to save Nangong Hao?" As Yun Qingwu spoke, she unconsciously clenched her lips.
"Just saying casually, if I have a choice, I would actually rather save myself." Fang Zhengzheng grinned with a bright smile.
"Haha." Yun Qingwu smiled, like a snow-white lotus blooming suddenly, with an ethereal aura coming out of the dust under the sunlight: "Okay, I will fulfill your last wish and temporarily save Nangong Hao's life. By the way, I’ll also find some fun for myself in the days to come.”
While Yun Qingwu was speaking, a faint brilliance suddenly flashed in her eyes, just like a shooting star sliding past the corner of her eyes.
And as this stream of light passed by...
Nangong Hao, who was standing quietly not far away, suddenly sank, falling straight upward like a boulder that had lost its center of gravity.
"Sure enough, the 'Shenmei, soul-stealing technique' was performed by you." Fang Zhengzheng looked at Nangong Hao who was falling, and his previous guess was confirmed in his heart.
"Well, you guessed it right, but I think you should pay more attention to what's behind you now." Yun Qingwu nodded gently.
Fang Zhengzheng actually didn't hear the last half of Yun Qingwu's words, because before Yun Qingwu said the next words, he had already felt a chill rushing towards the back of his neck.
"Tie Sun, you dare to make a sneak attack?!"