Feng Biao was about to get angry, but was stopped by Xu Yi with a wave of his hand, "This is Miss Yan's cave, what are you doing here?"
The red-faced steward snorted coldly, "It used to be, but it's not anymore. What is a useless slut, occupying such a good cave, hey, I'll tell you what to do, no matter who you are or where you come from, give it to me right away." I'm going to fuck off."
Feng Biao was so startled that the souls of the dead were terrified, he jumped up suddenly, and kicked the red-faced steward's heart, wishing to tear this bastard alive, he was really impatient, and dared to be rampant in front of this monster.
Feng Biao kicked him, but missed. The red-faced steward was already like a chicken, and was held in the palm of Xu Yi's palm, tightly strangling his neck.
The other three attendants were about to move, and the three sword qi easily took the lives of three people, and even the souls of the dead never appeared.
"no, do not want!"
The seal bid continued to yell, but the red-faced manager was like a rag bag, and fell limply on the ground without making a sound. Only after a soul overflowed, Xu Yi grabbed it in his hand, two red lights emerged from Xu Yi's palm, and unexpectedly Extracting the memory of the red-faced steward.
Sealing the bid is just going crazy.
What he was most afraid of happened. The demon went berserk and killed people on the spot. He obviously didn't think about the aftermath.
"What a Hong Shihu, what a Thousand Illusions."
Xu Yi sneered, crushed the remnant soul of the red-faced steward, and rushed towards the southeast.
Feng Biao's body was cold, and he wished to scold Hong Shihu to the ground.
He had persuaded Hong Shihu countless times not to use the conventional methods of female cultivators on Yan Zi, otherwise there would be disasters, but Hong Shihu refused to listen.
Obviously, Miss Yan failed the examination. In Hong Shihu's eyes, this kind of beautiful female disciple no longer has the potential for cultivation, but is an excellent plaything.
In the past, there were a lot of female cultivators who were dealt with in this way, and he was labeled as a flower snake, and he did not do less.
But this time it's really different, the devil didn't even blink when he killed someone, he went crazy, even Hong Shihu got it.
What's more, tomorrow is the head teacher's birthday, and the distinguished guests who should arrive today have almost arrived, otherwise it will be a catastrophe.
In fact, Feng Biao was not worried about the Thousand Illusion Sect. With his back against the Northern Jin Palace, no matter how the devil made trouble, the Thousand Illusion Sect would definitely not be defeated.
The point is, once the commotion becomes violent, Master You makes a move, and the devil encounters an accident, so what will happen to the restraints in his body.
Thinking about it, sealing the bid would give him a headache.
When Xu Yi rushed to Hong Shihu's cave, a red light shot up to the sky.
Xu Yi was taken aback, the red light was clearly the magic weapon he gave to Yan Zi, and it contained his Huntian sword moves.
At that time, Yan Zi refused to go back to Guanglong Hall, so before he went to Jindan Academy, he deliberately refined a few magic treasures and handed them to Huang Zu, asking him to contact Feng Biao and find a way to hand them to Yan Zi.
Unexpectedly, at this time, it became Yan Zi's life-saving magic weapon.
As soon as the red light came on, Xu Yi rushed into the cave, and then a heavy muffled groan was heard, and then he heard Yan Zi's cry of pain.
"Bitch, I'll kill you!"
A burly man with blood all over his face shouted angrily, waved his palms, and a water dragon, spitting out two lines of energy, rushed towards Yan Zi who was lying in the corner.
Seeing that the water dragon was about to hit Yan Zi, a big hand stretched out and grabbed the water dragon tightly. When he closed his big hand, the water dragon disappeared like a bubble of smoke.
"Who are you!"
The strong and strong man said angrily, he is Yan Zi's teacher, Hong Shihu.
"The one who sent you back to the West!"
Xu Yi helped Yan Zi up, a sword net was thrown out, and a ball of rotten silver exploded on Hong Shihu's chest, but it was the talisman that blocked the sword net.
Even so, Hong Shihu was also sent flying by the surging spiritual power.
"vomit!"
Yan Zi spat out a mouthful of purple blood, and his breath quickly weakened. Xu Yi took a closer look, and saw a big hole in Yan Zi's abdomen, and his internal organs overflowed.
He didn't care about chasing and killing Hong Shihu, he hurriedly took out the jade bottle, sprinkled willow branches lightly, and soaked three consecutive drops of spiritual liquid into Yan Zi's body.
Immediately, Yan Zi's breath quickly filled, and the wound on her abdomen healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Xu Yi didn't care about waiting for Yan Zi's injury to heal, and his spiritual energy was released, like a bed, and Yan Zi fell down on it, and fed some healing potions, and fled towards the southeast.
His exquisite perception locked onto Hong Shihu firmly, and seeing that Hong Shihu was about to escape thousands of feet away, Xu Yi finally activated.
"Young master, go, go, I'm fine."
Yan Zi turned pale, grabbed Xu Yi's big hand, and told him to leave.
Xu Yi looked solemn, and stared at Yan Zi angrily and sadly, "You girl, it's good to let you do business, next time I see you, do you dare to make up your own mind, what are you thinking all day in your little head? Do you think your so-called self-reliance can help me and save me effort? I won’t say anything serious. I’ll take you back today, so you can learn from Huang Zu and see how that old guy leans on the big man. Trees for shade."
Yan Zi's eyes were red, and it was the first time that the young master spoke harshly to her, and she felt wronged and sweet at the same time.
She whispered in her heart, "My lord, Yan Zi came to Thousand Illusion Sect not to save you effort, but just to think that you can care about me more."
Thinking of this, Yan Zi felt endless self-blame again, just because of her little carelessness, she would bring the son into danger again.
She knew that the young master was very kind to the people around him, no matter how much she begged for today's matter, the young master would definitely not let it go.
Yan Zi was full of thoughts and stopped talking, Xu Yi thought to himself, "Could it be that I have spoken too harshly, and the little girl has become a dead end again."
He patted Yan Zi on the shoulder, "Okay, don't worry about your son. After so many years, why haven't you survived the storm? In the future, I will make more troubles for your son. I will thank you for your son."
Yan Zi was depressed and ashamed, and when she heard what Xu Yi said, she felt it was funny again, gritted her silver teeth, snorted softly, and turned her face away.
Suddenly, Yan Zi blushed. It turned out that her abdominal injury quickly healed, the original wound disappeared, and her snow-like skin returned. Once the pain went away, the cool wind blew, and her bare belly felt chilly.
She hurriedly jumped up and found that her clothes were in a mess.
Xu Yi hurriedly tossed a green shirt, Yan Zi lowered her head, wrapped it hastily, the red glow on her face became hotter and hotter, her breath became heavy, and her whole body was itchy uncomfortably.
Suddenly, Yan Zi's body went limp and was about to fall. Xu Yi grabbed him and found that Yan Zi's body was very hot. Looking at the red glow on Yan Zi's face and her writhing body, she didn't know Yan Zi must have been hit by Hong Shihu's poison.
It was good that Xu Yi didn't touch Yan Zi, but when he did, Yan Zi suddenly wrapped itself around him like a boneless snake.
The potion that Hong Shihu gave was called Chunheri. Once it happened, even saintesses and fairies couldn't resist it. It simply magnified the desire of love to the extreme, and ignored any ethics.