The peak Mahayana monk in blue did not dare to throw Ye Shiyue down, but put her down carefully. Ye Feiran picked up Ye Shiyue and then gave Ye Feixuan a look. The next moment, the peak Mahayana monk in blue was tied up with the spirit rope. The peak Mahayana monk in blue: "..." He was in a panic, but he did not forget to beg for mercy, "Two fellow Taoists, I have let her go, can I leave?" The leaves of the mutated nine-leaf red branch were still pressed against his neck, and he said angrily, "Shut up, or I will cut your neck." After saying that, it exerted a little force on its leaves and directly cut the neck of the blue-clothed Mahayana peak monk, and a trace of blood spilled out. The peak Mahayana monk in blue suddenly did not dare to speak, but he still did not give up, thinking about how to escape from their hands. Ye Feiran carefully checked Ye Shiyue's condition and found that she only suffered some skin injuries, and felt slightly relieved. As soon as Ye Feixuan took away the cloth from Ye Shiyue's mouth, Ye Shiyue burst into tears, "Woo hoo..." Ye Feixuan and Ye Feiran had heartache on their faces, and the former did not forget to untie the spirit rope that bound her hands and feet. As soon as her hands and feet were free, Ye Shiyue hugged Ye Feiran and cried loudly, "Sister, wuwu..." Listening to Ye Shiyue's cries, Ye Feiran and Ye Feixuan both wanted to kill the peak Mahayana monk in blue immediately. At the same time, they were also asking themselves, were they too merciful at the beginning? If he had directly killed the peak Mahayana monk in blue, Ye Shiyue would not have to suffer this injustice. Ye Shiyue cried a lot and finally felt much better. As soon as she stopped crying, she immediately complained to Ye Feiran and Ye Feixuan, "Sister, sister Xuan, he stole my nine-character secret key and wanted to... also want to destroy my innocence." Hearing the last sentence, Ye Feiran and Ye Feixuan became angry at the same time. "What did you say?" The next moment, Ye Feiran pushed Ye Shiyue into Ye Feixuan's arms. With a movement of consciousness, the soul-stirring sword appeared in his hand, and then walked towards the blue-clothed peak Mahayana monk with a murderous expression. The peak Mahayana monk in blue was shocked and asked with a trembling voice, "You... what are you going to do? I am a monk in the City that never sleeps. If you kill me, the City that never sleeps will never let you go. " "Hmph!" Ye Feiran snorted coldly, "Killing you is just a matter of one sword, but I prefer to make you live a life worse than death." As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feiran stabbed the body of the blue-clothed peak Mahayana monk with his sword. One hit! "Ah!!!" The shrill screams of the peak Mahayana monks in blue resounded through the sky. Ye Shiyue looked at the scene in front of her blankly, with a look of shock in her eyes, but when she came back to her senses, she was very happy. Her sister had avenged her, and the depression in her heart suddenly dissipated a lot. After a while, when the pain on the face of the peak Mahayana monk in blue lightened, Ye Feiran asked again, "How does it feel to be worse than dead?" The peak Mahayana monk in blue looked at Ye Feiran with sinister eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "The City that Never Sleeps will definitely not let you go." There are not many peak Mahayana monks in Senluo Continent, so he has a very high status in the city that never sleeps. Even Feng Mo, the city lord, shows courtesy to him. "It's just a city that never sleeps. We are not afraid." Ye Feiran said. After saying that, she slashed at the blue-clothed Mahayana peak monk again with her sword, and a mass of bloody flesh fell down. "Ah!!!" The peak Mahayana monk in blue screamed again. Ye Feixuan and Ye Shiyue quickly looked away. Ye Feiran no longer looked at him, but said to the mutated nine-leaf red branch, "Little Mengzi, find the nine-character secret key, and then confiscate his Najie." "okay!" After a while, the mutated nine-leaf red branch found a nine-character secret key and got the ring. Then, it very conspicuously gave Ye Shiyue both the nine-character secret key and the acceptance ring. "Xiao Yue'er, this is yours." Ye Shiyue was slightly startled, and then only took the nine-character secret key. "Sister, I'll give you the ring." Ye Feiran raised her lips and smiled, "This is the compensation you deserve, accept it!" Ye Feixuan also nodded before Ye Shiyue accepted it. Ye Shiyue accepted the ring and suddenly remembered something, and said in an anxious tone, "Sister, Bingyan and the others are poisoned. Even the antidote and the ninth-grade antidote pill given by my sister can't detoxify them." Hearing this, Ye Feiran suddenly had a look on her face. She had found it strange before. The three divine beasts were more than enough to deal with a peak Mahayana monk, but they were nowhere to be seen. It turned out to be poisoned. Ye Shiyue released the three divine beasts of the Ice Flame Mage. All of them were dying and deeply poisoned. When Ye Feiran was examining them, Ye Feixuan asked, "Yue'er, who poisoned them?" Ye Shiyue pointed at the peak Mahayana monk in blue, with hatred on her face, "Him!" The mutated nine-leaf red branch immediately beat up the peak Mahayana monk in blue and said, "Hand over the antidote." Hearing this, the peak Mahayana monk in blue suddenly laughed out loud, "Hahaha... there is no antidote." He got these poisons from Gao Wanyun. He didn't expect them to be so effective. Otherwise, even a peak Mahayana monk would not be able to defeat the three divine beasts. At this time, Ye Feiran also finished the inspection and guessed that the poison was refined by Gao Wanyun, so he took out three bottles of antidote potion with Baidu Flower added and gave it to the three mythical beasts. Soon, the poison on the three divine beasts was completely released. Ye Shiyue touched this and that, with a happy face. "Thank you sister!" Ye Feiran rolled his eyes and said quietly, "If you really want to thank me, then let him live a life worse than death." Ye Shiyue was slightly stunned and didn't understand what Ye Feiran meant. The peak Mahayana monk in blue suddenly became nervous and shouted quickly, "You can't... the city that never sleeps will not let you go." Ye Shiyue came back to her senses and understood what Ye Feiran meant. She took the Soul-Capturing Sword directly from Ye Feiran's hand and stabbed the Dantian of the peak Mahayana monk in blue without hesitation. There was a "bang" sound, and at the next moment a strong spiritual power spread from the Dantian of the peak monk in blue. "Ah!!!" The peak Mahayana monk in blue screamed for the third time, but this time he was even more desperate, and his face turned pale in an instant. "You...you actually destroyed my Dantian!" Ye Shiyue looked down at the peak Mahayana monk in blue and said coldly, "Humph, I just want to experience the feeling of life being worse than death." Ye Feiran on the side reminded with a smile, "Bing Yan, you should absorb these spiritual powers quickly. This is the compensation you deserve." Hearing this, the three divine beasts of the Ice Flame Mage frantically absorbed the rich spiritual power.
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
