Even if the black armored guards who were "dead" and got up again were not like normal people, they were slaughtered by these black armored guards like unilaterally chopping watermelons, and that kind of horror was not fake.

Before, the Black Armored Guard and the Dragon Guard had fought, and one-tenth of the living people were left.

A real living person is not the kind of person who falls down one day and gets up again overnight.

Now the one who is slaughtering the Black Armored Guard is one of the tenth of this living person!

Of course, not one-tenth of them, but ninety-seven or eight percent are all.

This game is more sudden than anything else and faster than anything else.

It is not enough to describe it as unstoppable.

And it is not only the place where you can see it, but also the same situation on the battlefield that people here cannot see.

Now, the entire battlefield surrounding the Water Moon Oasis was almost the only corpses left behind that were separated by the dragon guards and the black armor guards who were shocked and alert to retreat!

Hurricanes pass through, hell on earth!

The followers around Qian Qingwu had also seen the world and had also walked through the sword light and blood. But the purgatory on earth that seemed to have become in the blink of an eye of breathing still shocked them to the presence of the scene, and their limbs were stiff for a while and they lost their extra ability to think.

Dongfang Ye soon had only a dozen truly top entourage guards left, protecting him and Dongfang Qing in the middle.

In the sea of ​​corpses and blood, these ten people are like lonely people.

"come out!"

"come out!"

Dongfang Ye's two inexplicable shouts, the ministers around Qian Qingwu finally came to their senses and swallowed their saliva with difficulty, trying to make their dry throat feel a little more comfortable.

Dongfang Ye's charming and beautiful, almost gorgeous, narrow eyes looked coldly at the intersection full of corpses in the distance.

There, the man who had played enough cat and mouse games came walking along the sea of ​​blood.

The man had a pair of narrow and long eyes that were even more gorgeous than Dongfang Ye.

He was wearing a low-key and simple black robe, but he felt an indescribable glamorous charm when worn on him.

The man's slightly curled lips had a faint look of disgust. Everything in front of him seemed to be unable to raise his interest.

Although I had guessed or confirmed that this person was fine, I really saw him appearing in front of me here. Baili Feiyue still couldn't control her eyes.

The subconscious words whispered, "Master..."

Although the distance was still a little far, the man still heard it and looked over thousands of people.

The corners of his lips were curled again, but his eyes were full of disgust.

Whose apprentice is useless?

It's not his, he doesn't admit it.

Being disliked is the norm, and Baili Feiyue doesn't care.

The man in black robe, the former Saint of the Saint of the West Moon Saint, and Murong Shuo, the Murong Master of the West Moon Murong family, did not look at her, but walked towards Dongfang Ye here.

He only brought one person, and this person Baili Feiyue was also very familiar with him.

Western Desert.

Xi Mo followed Murong Shuo with a cold and respectful expression. Murong Shuo stopped not far in front of Dongfang Ye and others. The dozen people left beside Dongfang Ye had tight muscles, as if they could break with just a touch.

Dongfang Ye's eyes seemed to look at some poisonous insects, snakes and ants, "You are indeed not dead."

Murong Shuo did not comment.

Dongfang Ye sneered, not as nervous and guarded as his entourage, “Are you here to kill me?”

Murong Shuo tskated, "Are you afraid of death?"

Dongfang Ye trembled suddenly, "What do you mean!"

Murong Shuo's eyes slid to Dongfang Qing, who had been holding Princess Mo Li, who seemed to be isolated from this world. He spoke in a funny way, "It's interesting." The Dongfang family was also infatuated.

When this happened, Dongfang Ye's pupils shrank.

Murong Shuo smiled with a thin lips, and a bewitching voice sounded, "Since you are so sad and reluctant to leave, why not be with her?"

"Murong Shuo!" Dongfang Ye roared angrily.

Murong Shuo originally wanted to play, but suddenly he felt bored again.

He said to Ximo around him, "Let's go, it's very boring."

Many people on Fengluan were surprised to see that this person was really going to leave like this, so what did he do?

Just as he was thinking this, Baili Feiyue, who was protected in the middle, rushed out suddenly. Under the eyes of many Fengluan, many people holding their breath, they grabbed the sleeves of the man in the black robe without any hesitation.

Baili Feiyue's eyes were still red, and she was gritting her teeth more, "Master!"

The man seemed to remember her and said lazyly, "Oh, isn't this my useless disciple?"

"There is no master who can teach me, where can I use it?" Baili Feiyue refused to let him fight back.

Murong Shuo laughed softly, suddenly bowed slightly, and like a real elder treating the junior, his palm fell on her head, and even rubbed it, looking very passionate and gentle.

"Baby, what are you doing here?"

Isn’t this nonsense?

Baili Feiyue's teeth were so painful that she had scammed her. She slowly calculated the matters of her assassination. Now who knows if this person will be gone and will be unable to find him next moment.

So even though she was not a child, she still gritted her teeth and endured it when she knew that this person was deliberately touching her head like this.

Not only did he endure it, he also looked like a good disciple.

She blinked, looking filial and well-behaved, "Master, since you are here, please help me see my mother's body."

"Not interested." The man stood up, waved his hand at her casually and was about to leave.

Baili Feiyue grabbed people again.

The man's gorgeous and charming long eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at her hand that caught her sleeve.

Baili Feiyue puffed up her cheeks and said with confidence, "Today you want to help, and if you don't want to help, you want to help, who will make you my master!"

Many people on Fengluan have heard of this unpredictable temperament and unconventional temper. They also know how dangerous such a person is. Otherwise, it would not have made people like Dongfang Ye feel resentful, and they must be eliminated and quickly.

Now I can't help but feel a little worried for His Highness, the princess.

However, Jiuer, who was held by Ye Lin, was so tilted to look at him with a slight tilt.

He also looked at it with relish. He neither rushed over immediately like Baili Feiyue nor was he worried like others.

As many people were watching nervously, Murong Shuo sighed gorgeously, "Baby, you are a little arrogant because of your favor."

Baili Feiyue did not give in at all.

Even now, she still doesn't understand her master very much. It's true that she has always been prepared and afraid of him.

But after so many things, she completely figured it out.

No matter how terrible this person is, no matter how much he does, he will give everything she has now. Even if he is given to him, it is still worth it.

If she died at his hands, she would not hate her.

Since she is not afraid of death at his hands, what else can she be afraid of?

At this time, Murong Shuo's voice was even more disgusted, "It's getting more and more naive, even more naive than Xiao Jiuer. I really disgusted as a teacher."

Baili Feiyue not only didn't get angry, but the corners of her lips also raised.

He reluctantly said, "Okay, go and have a look. But being a teacher can only cure living people, but not dead people."

Baili Feiyue felt a little nervous when she said this.

She knew that her master would not talk casually about this, mom really...

Before I finished thinking about it, it was a coincidence that Qian Qingwu's time had reached its limit.

Baili Feiyue just pulled the person over there, and there was already a burst of screams beside Qian Qingwu.
Chapter completed!