Chapter 702 Get out
The sword energy deceives the sky!
The green figure of the succubus quickly became dim and distorted in the sword light of Tiance Junshan, and it seemed that it was about to disperse.
The succubus's deformed body had a high bulge on its back, and a woman's face melted into the blue color emerged.
The second face that was born was not a transparent ghost.
It was a face with pale skin and blood-red lips that opened wide, revealing a bottomless, pitch-black mouth.
Hissing...
A sound like the hissing of a poisonous snake sounded from the mouth of the woman's face.
Bailian frowned, sensing something strange.
In the flash of lightning, a long purple-red tongue quickly protruded from the mouth of that face.
The body of the tongue actually looked like a section with the head of a human and the body of a snake. The whole body was round and smooth, and it sniffed the blood from Bailian's body and bit it.
The weird 'tongue' was extremely fast and difficult to catch with the naked eye. With his keen instinct, Balian abandoned his sword and pinched the snake-like tongue with great precision.
As soon as I touched it, the tongue was so smooth and soft, as if it had no bones.
Before he could use the force of his palm to shatter the object, the cold and smooth purple tongue slipped away from his fingertips.
The tongue snake with a human head did not appear to have much lethality. It just placed a cold snake kiss on the wound on his abdomen like a breeze.
The next moment, there was a stinging pain from an ice needle in Balian's abdomen. After the brief pain passed, there was a burning numbness and burning sensation.
I don’t know if the tongue snake left the succubus’ body or if it used up all its magic poison. It melted quickly in the wind without Balian’s intervention.
The body of the deformed succubus instantly exploded into a cloud of light, and two broken hairs fell out of the fog.
Bailian An looked up with enlightenment and saw that Wang Yi, who was supposed to die under Yun Rong's sword, had lost sight of him and retreated from the battlefield in time.
It can be seen that his thinking is really agile to a terrifying degree.
Even though he was extremely confident in his ability to conceal the secrets of heaven, he thought that in the entire demon world, it would be difficult for anyone to find his hidden location.
But a puppet spell has been planted on a succubus here in advance.
Nothing is too small.
In an instant, he saw the life-and-death gap between him and Yun Rong. He was able to make a prompt decision and destroy the powerful puppet assistance like Fa Yao with his own hands. He instantly controlled the succubus with his mental power and launched a sneak attack on Yun Rong.
Based on preconceptions, Wang Yi could only control one living puppet at a time. Who could have imagined that he would have such vicious courage.
Balian was injured by the succubus, and the injuries to his abdomen were still bearable.
The expression on his face did not change, he stood up and looked at Yun Rong, saying: "Wang Yi is a big problem, and he must not be able to stay. Miss Yun Rong, your sword is sharp..."
One sentence Before he finished speaking, Yun Rong had already hurried over, completely ignoring Wang Yi who had hidden his breath and fled away. His face was so solemn and gloomy that he actually looked a little shuddering. It was very different from the previous look with his innocent brows. .
She pressed down on Bai Lian's sword-holding wrist and stared at the wound in his abdomen: "Nonsense, who told you to push me away just now!"
Yun Rong usually usually It was difficult to show his temper in front of him, but at this moment, the word "anger" was clearly written in his eyes.
Balian signaled that he was fine and said: "It's just some skin injuries. I just have to trouble Miss Yunrong to make a hard trip to get rid of the scourge of Wang Yi. Since he has the ability to control the Beiyuan Rotten Demon, if he allows If he continues, there is no guarantee that we will be able to escape intact next time."
Yun Rong seemed to listen. I didn't know what he was talking about, but his expression was a bit scary: "Just now I saw the succubus spit out a weird tongue. It must be a poisonous thing. Have you been touched by that thing?"
Everything happened very fast just now. Because of the angle, Yun Rong couldn't confirm whether Bai Lian was injured by the poison.
Bailian looked at her calmly, then smiled suddenly and said: "The poison of the succubus is a strange poison in the devil world. If I were poisoned, how could I be so calm?"
See you His expression didn't seem to be fake, and Yun Rong's complexion improved a little, but she still couldn't help but tear open the clothes on his abdomen and saw that the wound was bright red, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.
Then she tore off a piece of clothing and carefully bandaged his wound.
"The location here is hidden. Since you are injured, you can adjust your breath and recuperate here and wait for me to come back. I will take Wang Yi's life."
Bailian did not show off to her, Nodding, he found a thick branch and sat down against it, closing his eyes and regulating his breath.
After Yun Rong left, Bailian, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils turning bright red.
He tilted his head and spit out a mouthful of extremely dark blood.
Balian frowned, with a hint of pain, and roughly tore the clothes wrapped around his abdomen with some impatience.
Looking down, between the bright red wounds, where the poisonous tongue snake had kissed, there was a green spell spread out in all directions, spreading in all directions like vines, turning the pale skin gradually. Hardened into a jade-like blue color.
Seeing this scene, Balian's fingers became cold and he slowly put down his clothes. His expression was serious and cold, and he fell into deep contemplation.
For a long time, he stood up holding the branch with one hand, obviously not intending to wait for Yun Rong to come back as agreed.
As soon as he got up, Bailian coughed hard, blood surged up in his abdomen, and a scorching burning overflowed from his throat, making his throat extremely dry and hoarse.
The wounds on his body had been burned away by the fiery heat and all pain had disappeared.
He pressed the branch with such difficulty that he could not get up. The burning made him even more unbearably hot, and his cold skin was forced to produce crystal clear beads of sweat.
Bailian looked at the fine and hot sweat on his palms and was frightened.
Since he woke up from the Ancient Cave of Ten Thousand Demons and entered the world, as a corpse demon, he has never sweated.
Today, I was actually sweating hard due to the succubus toxin.
Balian clenched his fists unconsciously, and found that his fingers were gradually becoming weak, and his consciousness felt as if he had drank countless strong drinks, which made the spiritual platform dim and the entire field of vision turned into a rosy color.
Bailian is not stupid, he knows that this poison is wrong.
The five elements of snakes belong to earth, and earth belongs to desire. He was kissed by the poisonous tongue snake just now. It seemed like a gentle brush, but all the poison in his body was transferred into his wound.
Snake people dare to violate God's forbidden laws and inspire the seven emotions and six desires of the ancestor of all living things.
If you stay with Yun Rong all the time, something will definitely go wrong.
Feeling helpless against the burning and boiling poisonous desire that was faintly out of control, he bit the tip of his tongue and allowed the taste of blood to spread in his mouth.
Relying on the desire for blood, he suppressed the spreading bitter desire.
Bailian tore off a cracked piece of hard bark from among the thick branches, and inserted the rough and sharp bark into the palm of his hand with all his strength.
Only relying on the physical pain to maintain his original intention, he walked with his sword and left quickly in the opposite direction of Yun Rong.
On the other side of the sea of peach trees, Yun Rong was walking among the branches and leaves. The black robe on her body stirred the desolation of the night. She suddenly stopped and rubbed her left hand hard against the spot between her right wrist. A hideous scar.
This is the seventeenth time she has done this action, but she still can't find a way to break the illusion of stealing the moon and changing the sun cast by the 'inner demon' on her hands.
Although the scars on her hands were all false illusions, the existence of this illusion actually severed the spiritual power node in her right hand. Right now, if she wanted to pull out the Snow-Cleaning Sword, she could only use her left hand.
Sir Sijian, who has been using the right-handed sword for hundreds of years, is suddenly forced to hold the sword with her left hand. Not only is her strength greatly reduced, but what is even more depressing is that her inner demon species I don’t know when and when the illusion will be eradicated.
It is also said that this technique must be broken by the user himself?
She traveled thousands of miles from the Demon City Palace to Beiyuan, and except for this weird big peach tree, she didn't even see a shadow of her inner demon.
Yunrong, who is obsessed with kendo, knows how important his right hand is to him, so he must find her.
After crossing the three-mile sea of flowers and branches, Yun Rong let out a light sigh and stopped again, looking at the man in front of him who was entangled by vine branches into a figurine shape and hanging upside down under a horizontal branch.
On the horizontal branches on the rattan figurines lies a thin wolf with mottled fur, black and gray.
The thin wolf kept biting the vine figurines with its sharp claws and fangs, but it was like chewing on pig iron. The sharp teeth gnawed out sparks, but failed to leave even a single tooth mark.
Through the faint moonlight, one can see the outline of the thin and frail figure among the rattan figurines.
Her complexion was pale, her lips were stained with blood, and her complexion looked very weak. The blood-stained black gold robe on her body silently showed her noble status and unparalleled status.
The wide black robe is like an ink flower, blooming silently among the rattan figurines.
Aluo hugged his knees, letting his long hair and ink pour out like a waterfall. He lay flat on the floor, looking indescribably weak and touching, like a trapped bird in a cage, or like a deep forest in the dark night. The pistil is quiet and quiet.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Arao opened her eyelashes lightly and saw Yun Rong under the moonlight.
I don't know if it was Yun Rong's misunderstanding, but the moment she opened her eyes, she seemed to catch a trace of cold murderous intent in her black eyes that were not as bright as pearls.
But when the murderous gaze fell on the scars on her hands, he said fleetingly: "Why are you here."
The voice was extremely cold, but not hostile.
Yun Rong collected the sword manual of the inner demon. Although so many days have passed, the sacrificial clothes on his body have not faded, so he naturally has to do a full set of performances.
She said: "I came here to look for someone."
A'rao sneered, she knew exactly who she was looking for.
Everyone with inner demons in the world has an obsession with their host that transcends life and death.
The canonization ceremony had not yet been completed, and Aluo had nothing to say to her. She squatted among the rattan figurines, and she hugged her knees tightly, closing her eyes and saying nothing.
Yunrong is not stupid enough to take this opportunity to get rid of Aluo.
She knows very well what kind of existence the Demon Lord is, not to mention that she is just the trapped party.
Even if she was seriously injured and was so weak that she only had one breath left, she would never be able to kill her.
Not to mention that her right hand was sealed at this moment, and her strength was far less than before.
She shook her head regretfully and prepared to leave.
Just as he was raising his sword, Yun Rong used the moonlight to deduce with his fingers, trying to deduce a correct way forward.
Halfway through the movement of her fingers, she suddenly stopped and noticed a piercing and cold gaze behind her.
A'luo, who was sitting among the rattan figurines, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the handsome white-blond man in the sea of flowers, and couldn't help but frown deeply.
Yun Rong turned around slightly, and as soon as he lowered his arms, a cold and dark breath came over him. A handsome face full of wild lust was very close at hand, and the faint red pupils clearly reflected her face. Face contour.
There was a sudden pain in Yun Rong's neck, as if an invisible thread had cut through the skin. The bright red blood quickly flowed out and splashed on the sickly pale face of the other party.
Under the opponent's powerful aura, Yun Rong took a half-step back slowly and unhurriedly. It was clearly a step back, but when she did it, she didn't mean to show weakness at all. On the contrary, she had a sense of Indescribably calm and calm.
She took out a soft handkerchief and pressed it on the wound on her neck. She narrowed her eyes and looked at Sikong's ominous and evil pair of red eyes. She said without fear or fear, "Corpse Demon?"
Si Kong remained silent, sticking out his tongue to lick the blood drops that fell from the corners of his lips. His pupils shrank sharply, and his eyes instantly became cold, like three-nine days of ice, as cold as bone-chilling.
The curve of his lips was obviously twisted in a morbid way, "It's really you! That woman really dared to beg... How dare she ask me to protect you... How dare she really !”
Yunrong can’t understand his crazy words. Mad words, to the point: "Your Excellency, do you know me?"
Looking at the entire world, as the leader of the sword cultivator of the righteous side, he treats the corpse demons that are strictly forbidden to be killed in the six realms so politely and openly, without any prejudice in his eyes. , I’m afraid it’s just her.
Perhaps it was Yun Rong's eyes that pleased Si Kong. The madness in his eyes dissipated and turned into a leisurely interest. He lightly held his chin with his fingers and said with a smile: "No, you and I have never met each other before. It’s impossible to meet each other.”
His eyes were closed in laughter, and he seemed to be in a very happy mood. His appearance was very deceptive, making it easy for people to let down their guard.
Yun Rong was not deceived by this face. Although she was calm, her spirit never relaxed for a moment.
But under the suppression of the absolute power, she had no ability to react at all.
Si Kong raised his palm seemingly casually and slowly, but it gave people a sense of heavy, sticky and irresistible power.
One of his cold fingers instantly transformed into a sharp bloody blade in the night. The cold pain was like an evil poisonous snake, tearing and biting, easily breaking through Yun Rong's body-protecting sword. Qi poured into her heart.
In a dazzling moment, Yun Rong was about to face a terrible life and death crisis.
The deep pain made the scene in Yun Rong's vision seem like rain and wind, trembling wildly and blurring, and everything around him was distorted.
Si Kong’s casual and leisurely movement turned out to be deadly and vicious.
He destroyed Yun Rong's real world and pulled her spiritual consciousness and senses into an extremely terrifying and cold realm of death.
Yunrong felt that her body was weighed down by an unprecedented sense of heaviness, as if she was stuck in a deep swamp. Her body went limp and she was about to fall towards the sky.
Si Kong looked at You Yunrong quietly, licking the warm blood from his index finger, as if he was tasting the most beautiful sorrowful flower juice in the world.
He is an exile, has always been rebellious, and is a rebellious son who refuses to obey discipline.
Even if it was his father's general's order, he would resist if he resisted, and rebel if he rebelled.
Everything comes from the heart, and only then can we become what we are today.
At the moment when Yun Rong's body was about to be engulfed by the crimson mist.
A hand came through the flowers and leaves, hugged her tightly, and pulled her back from the realm of chaos and death to the real world of reality.
Yun Rong's body was weak and he could only collapse into the hot chest behind him.
The hot breath kept beating on her hair, and the familiar boy's voice sounded above her head. The originally clear voice was made hoarse by the confusing mist.
He only said one word: "Get out!"
There was uncontrollable violence and coldness in his voice, and it was actually directed at Si Kong.
Si Kong was also stunned by the word 'go'.
For many years, in his memory, no one dared to say this word to him.
(End of this chapter)