"Ice Hell Flame..."

Looking at the golden dragon burning with ice-colored flames, King of Hell and Shura murmured in unison.

Although they live in the underworld all year round, they still know more or less about things in the human world.

The ice prison flame burned the golden dragon fiercely, and the ice-colored flame swayed, giving birth to a trace of beauty.

The egret took off his palm from the golden dragon and watched coldly as the ice prison flames burned the golden dragon to ashes.

Looking up at the black sky, Bailu suddenly felt a twinge of pain in his heart... Gucheng, forgive me for being willful. If I can rush to the world, I will definitely reunite with you again...

Little did Egret know that Yi Gucheng was on the verge of becoming angry at this moment, just like a lion about to become angry.

The black dragon continued to attack the Dark Cult Leader, Qingsha Zhidao and Mo Mei. In the blink of an eye, the three of them were in an extremely embarrassed state.

Their current fighting power cannot resist the black dragon at all. Even if they want to escape, don't forget that there is Yi Gucheng watching eagerly.

"Sir, that woman is dead..."

Qing Bu Kuang's voice sounded in his mind. Although Qing Bu Kuang was in another space, he knew exactly what was happening here.

Yi Gucheng held his hands tightly, and there was a "crackling" sound. He suddenly said to Qing Bu Kuang: "Qing Bu Kuang, do you want to die?"

Qing Bu Kuang sighed, he had no doubt that if he said one more word, even if he and Yi Gucheng were in two different dimensions, Yi Gucheng could make him return to the west in an instant.

"Sir..." Qingbu Kuang closed his eyes.

"She won't die...no..." Yi Gucheng murmured, and he suddenly cut off the connection with Qing Bu Kuang.

He looked down at the egret in his arms and at the pale woman.

Touching the egret's cheek with trembling fingers, Yi Gucheng murmured softly, "Lu'er, I know you're not dead, right? You must be somewhere, and you must not be dead. But why do they all say you are dead?

…”

Caressing the egret's cheek lovingly, Yi Gucheng's eyes burst out with strong killing intent.

Looking up at the dark leader who was fighting the black dragon with all his strength, Yi Gucheng's eyes were calm, just like the calm sea, calm and calm!!

He could let the black dragon kill the three of them now, but he would not kill them. He just wanted the three of them to die in despair.

There are thousands of ways to torture people. Death is just a kind of relief.

It makes people despair and frighten them, that is the real torture.

Yi Gucheng believed that he was not a good person, but if someone dared to touch his woman, he would kill that person even to the ends of the earth.

Holding the egret tightly, Yi Gucheng's strength seemed to push the egret into his body and merge into his soul.

He doesn’t believe that the egret is dead, he doesn’t believe it!!!

…

In front of the gate of the underworld, Shura held the Yanyang knife tightly with both hands and stared at the egret. "Be careful..." Shura said with his thin lips moving.

The egret held the King's Sword in its right hand, and put its left hand into a fist behind its back. Looking at Shura's eyes, a strong fighting spirit burst out. The egret's lips curved and said: "Just let the horse come over."
Chapter completed!