Crazy! The cold master fell in love with me, she ran away from him

Chapter 227 Lin Keke's Reluctance

Tu Mozun is moody and often throws his subordinates into the blood pit. Tu Mozun also doesn't take a bath and his body stinks.

Yun'ai considers himself a handsome man who loves cleanliness, and he looks down on those demons who don't take a bath.

The sound transmission stone under her sleeve was slightly hot. Li Nian knew that someone had sent her a message, but she couldn't check it here, so she deliberately ignored it.

Yun'ai's eyes flickered, and he also intended to delay time. After all, this trip was not his to come, but he was forcibly dragged here as the prince of the demon clan.

So he enthusiastically began his script, "Tell me, where is the Qiankun Mirror? Hand it over and I'll spare your life."

After saying this, he symbolically struck out a few times with his palms, but Li Nian dodged them easily. He didn't understand what this prince was so crazy about.

While dodging, a loud noise suddenly came from the southeast. Li Nian looked up and her expression suddenly turned cold. That was the formation she had set up to protect those mortals.

Her expression was stern, and she pressed down the tip of the light blue sword. The sharp sword energy with purple lightning struck them, and she formed balls of lightning in her hand one after another and threw them at them with an expressionless face.

Then he turned around and rushed over. Those disciples would be unable to resist anyone who could break her formation.

The magic fan cut through the void, and the sharp fan bones blocked Li Nian's way. He chuckled, "You can't leave yet."

Li Nian's expression was extremely cold. Without saying a word, he picked up the magic sword and started fighting with him. Two figures, one red and one blue, were fighting in the air, making loud noises.

One of the demons scratched his head and turned to ask Xu Hui, "Do you think we should go up and help?"

Xu Hui gave him a blank look and said sarcastically, "Are you going to get killed? If you want to go, go ahead."

Da Mo: "......"

Li Nian threw out a few talismans with his fingertips. Although they could not hurt Yun'ai, they could still disgust him. The sword made a slight humming sound, and wherever the tip of the sword went, there was frost accompanied by lightning.

Li Nian shouted angrily, "Get out of the way."

He swung the Cloud Magic Fan lightly, raised his foot to block the sword, and blinked lightly, "Tsk, I didn't let you go because it was for your own good, why are you so angry?"

Li Nian was worried about the situation over there, and his sword moves became more and more fierce and deadly. Yun Ai naturally could not be as calm as at the beginning, and his expression became much more serious.

There is no doubt that Yun'ai's cultivation is far superior to Li Nian's, but Li Nian has a lot of experience in jumping through several realms and fighting with others. In addition, his swordsmanship is tricky and talismans are flying all over the sky, so Yun'ai can't get away with it.

The more the fight went on, the more surprised Yun'ai became. His eyebrows raised slightly, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he distractedly glanced at the girl's angry expression.

Therefore, he did not see the bead in Li Nian's hand. Li Nian curled his lips and threw the soul-devouring bead in his hand out.

A ray of light flashed by, and everyone present, except Li Nian, felt the excruciating pain of their souls being torn apart to varying degrees, with Yun Ai feeling the worst.

Blood splattered out of his mouth, a black shadow flashed by, Rong Meng raised his hand and threw out a shield, helped Yun'ai up and retreated quickly.

Yun Ai pulled the corner of his mouth, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his voice became colder. "I really underestimated you."

Li Nian took back the Soul Devouring Pearl with an expressionless face, looked at him coldly, turned around and ran in that direction.

Rong Meng subconsciously wanted to stop her, but Yun Ai called him back, "No need, you can't stop her."

Rong Meng paused, a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes. If his master failed to complete the task, Lord Demon would definitely punish him.

Yun'ai chuckled indifferently, her peach blossom eyes slightly raised, revealing an ambiguous smile.

On the other side, Lin Keke and Long Yuan hid in a courtyard. Even though Lin Keke could not use spiritual power, she at least knew some swordsmanship.

She was also quite courageous. While comforting the frightened mortals, she observed the situation outside with great worry.

Long Yuan stuck his head out to look, and was about to run out when Lin Keke wasn't paying attention, but Lin Keke quickly grabbed him back.

She frowned and said, "You have no spiritual power at all. What are you doing out there? Be good and don't cause any trouble."

Long Yuan twisted his face, bit his finger nervously, and explained, "I sense a powerful evil force approaching. It's very dangerous."

Lin Keke's heart suddenly sank. He was from the ancient dragon clan. Even if he had lost his cultivation, he was still different from ordinary people. Since he said so, it must be true.

But what could that power be?

She did not hesitate and sent out a distress signal. The next second, a powerful attack hit the formation. Tiny cracks slowly spread and expanded. After a crisp sound, the formation broke.

Lin Keke's pupils suddenly shrank. She picked up Long Yuan with one hand, pulled out a magic weapon in her hand, and covered everyone's head with it.

Several little girls screamed and huddled together. After seeing the man in black in mid-air, tears fell silently. The next moment, they bit their lips tightly to make no sound.

Yan Ye, or to be more precise, an ancient demon in Yan Ye's skin. His eyes were filled with black mist, like a bottomless abyss.

He took wild steps, raised his hand and waved it lightly, and the entire courtyard was uprooted, leaving no place for anyone hiding.

There are at least twenty mortals here, all of them unarmed. Lin Keke's hands, holding Long Yuan, were trembling slightly, and she felt unwilling for the first time.

If it weren't for her damaged spiritual roots, she could have picked up the sword in her hand and protected the people behind her.

The disciples guarding outside looked at each other with determination in their eyes and chose to rush forward, even if it was like an egg against a rock.

Yan Ye laughed sarcastically and uttered a few words, his eyes full of disdain.

"Oh, a bunch of ants."

Countless black lines appeared in his hands. They were transformed from ancient demonic energy and pierced into the bodies of several disciples in an instant. He gently moved his fingers.

Several disciples immediately fell to their knees on the ground, writhing in agony, blood flowing from all seven orifices, their faces gradually covered with black lines, looking extremely terrifying.

"Ahhh-"

Several of the disciples were only in their teens and came out with Lu Xiao to gain experience this time. The rest of the stronger ones had been taken away by Lu Xiao and distributed to various strongholds.

They were still young and had never experienced such things. The pain was extreme, tears mixed with blood flowed down their faces, they wailed loudly, but never begged for mercy.

The horrifying scene before their eyes left everyone dumbfounded. Several mortals had lost their ability to react and just stared blankly.

Lin Keke's hands were shaking constantly, and fear spread throughout her body like an electric current. She pressed Long Yuan's head hard into her arms.

She heard the disciples' wails, closed her eyes, threw out a few blasting talismans with one hand, handed Long Yuan to a few little girls, and flew over.

The little girls were stunned for a moment, and subconsciously took Long Yuan. Several of them surrounded him and blocked him behind them.