Soul Emperor Martial God

Wuyue Siming frowned even more when he heard the words.

But at the same time, the doubts in his eyes became more intense.

He glanced at the Zidian still hanging around his neck, and then at Xiao Yi.

"You want to slaughter me Jiuhuang?" Wuyue Siming asked.

Xiao Yi's face was cold, "Am I not clear enough?"

Wuyue Siming nodded, with a sudden look in his eyes, "If you want Jiuhuang, you can give it to you."

"If you want to slaughter the nine wilderness, I will accompany you."

"I..." Xiao Yi's expression changed.

Ben Jian Wuyue Siming nodded her head and her eyes were stunned, thinking she had understood, never thought...

In the distance, the old woman, the Lord of the Moon Desolate, suddenly looked cold.

"Wu Yue, what are you talking about?"

"You are the female emperor of the Nine Desolations, and it will rule the Nine Desolations every day. How could it be possible for a human warrior to commit crimes against our Nine Desolations?"

The tone of the Lord of Moon Desolation was cold and angry to the extreme.

Wuyue Siming turned his head and said seriously, "I will give you what you need."

"Like the one who wants to kill, I will kill him with him."

"Bastard." The voice of the Lord of the Moon Desolate screamed from afar.

"That **** human kid is going to kill you."

"What he said is slaughtering the nine wilderness, including you."

"And all this is just that you want to hurt the woman next to him."

Wuyue Siming was stunned, turned his head back to look at Xiao Yi, and looked at Xiao Yi with serious eyes, only slowly asking, "Li, isn't it?"

Although Xiao Yi frowned, she nodded and spit out, "Yes."

Wuyue Siming became silent.

Xiao Yi was also silent, but he glanced at Yiyi without a trace.

Nowadays, in fact, fools can hear the meaning of having no life.

But at the moment, Yiyi's face was flat and speechless.

Xiao Yi couldn't help but chuckle.

He forgot who said that the more plain a woman's complexion is, the more monstrous anger is hidden in her heart.

But according to his judgment, his family Yiyi would definitely not be the kind of person who made no sense.

And even in his current judgment, Yiyi is indeed just plain looking.

"Li." At this moment, Wuyue Siming broke the silence.

Xiao Yi also retracted his gaze and looked at Wu Yue Si Ming.

Wuyue Siming bit his lip slightly, "You, don't like me coming here."

"I don't want to go back to the land with me, do you?"

Although she sometimes doesn't understand Xiao Yi's meaning, she can really tell whether Xiao Yi's eyes are lying.

"What do you mean?" Xiao Yi's face was cold, and he asked back, stepping forward, and glanced at the blood-colored bird and beast standing on the cloud of blood in the distance.

"Blood Kaluo, and it's one of the real ten wild beasts."

Yes, that is the real Ten Wild Animals, not the descendants of blood.

"I don't know why the blood kala, which is obviously extinct, will appear here and be under your control."

"But Blood Gallo represents the way of killing."

"I don't know now, the disaster of this time comes from you."

"The reason why I am here is to solve the scourge of the changing sky and prevent the Nine Desolate Monster Beasts from stepping into my middle domain."

"The reason for this is nothing more."

Xiao Yi paused, the indifference on his face eased a little, and he looked at Wu Yue Si Ming seriously.

"Since you are the female monarch of the Nine Desolations, and now you are in charge of the Eight Desolation Lands, then take all the desolate clan families back."

"Otherwise, it is to meet me in battle and fight with me for life and death."

"And I don't want to fight with you."

Wuyue Siming nodded, "I know, your eyes can't lie."

Xiao Yi withdrew the sword, and the atmosphere was obviously relaxed a bit.

Wuyue Siming pursed his lips, "In the past, I saw only deepness, only pain, and endless exhaustion in your eyes."

"I just want you to be happier and have a better life."

Xiao Yi chuckled, "To be honest, you will be a very good friend."

"Now that you have gone back, the disaster will be eliminated, and I will have no trouble. I am happy and my life is better."

"After a lot of things are going on, I can spare time, and I will go to you as a guest on the deserted land."

Xiao Yi will always be that Xiao Yi. When he talks too much, he must have a purpose.

The word ‘friend’ in his mouth was very heavy.

In the first place, it was once again explained more directly to Wu Yue Si Ming.

Secondly, these two words mean Yiyi listen.

Thirdly, I can speak better. According to my lifeless temperament, the scourge of this change may be over.

Wuyue Siming's face was serious, "My Bahuang clan is back, so are you happy?"

"Yeah." Xiao Yi nodded.

Wuyue Siming showed a smile, just about to turn around.

Just at this time, the voice of the old woman from afar came again.

"Wu Yue, have you forgotten the purpose of your coming here?"

"You forgot that you have gone through all the hardships over the past eight years, and you have almost lost your life so many times in the Heavenly Dao. What are you doing?"

Wuyue Siming heard that, instantly his body was certain, and he looked at Xiao Yi again, "Li, are you lying to me?"

The cold tone and questioning at that moment almost frightened Xiao Yi.

That kind of majestic aura is hard to resist, and Wuyue Siming's current strength absolutely far exceeds the eighth sect master level.

Wuyue Siming is no longer looking directly, but staring at Xiao Yi, "You lie to me."

"In your eyes, it is still the same as before, covered with wind and frost, and written with exhaustion."

"Your eyes tell me that you are eager to live some peaceful days, and the life you live now is not what you want."

Yes, Xiao Yi does have a lot to deal with.

He seems to never stop his footsteps.

Even if it is rare to travel with Yiyi, there will always be various changes that make him have to temporarily stop to experience, and get involved in countless vortexes and troubles.

Since he returned to the Middle Region from the Eastern Region, he has always had many urgent things to solve in his heart, and he feels extremely troublesome.

He has never been relaxed.

However, he never deceived Wu Yue Si Ming.

If the Eight Desolate Monster Race retreats, he will really breathe a sigh of relief if he wants to come, because he can put more energy on the trouble he has always wanted to solve.

Xiao Yigang wanted to say something.

Wuyue Siming suddenly looked at Yiyi, "You said that with her, you are happy."

"But in my feeling, she is a crisis, she will kill you."

"Now that she is here and you are not happy, it proves that you are lying."

The last sentence fell, Wuyue Siming's eyes suddenly chilled, and he looked straight at Xiao Yi.

"She, and the human race here, are the existences that upset you."

"If you kill it all, you will be clean and happy."

"Is it crazy?" Xiao Yi heard the words, his eyes cold again, and there was no fear of cold eyes.

"What you think is just like what I think in my heart, kill all your Eight Desolate Demon Race, and I will be clean."

"I have more troubles to solve. I will kill them earlier and clean them up earlier."

Xiao Yi's voice also grew colder.

Since he came back from the Eastern Region, he has been killing. What he has been doing is also killing. Now what he wants to do but has not been done is also killing, but the **** have not been killed yet.

"Okay, as you wish." Wuyue Siming nodded coldly.

Wuyue Siming's icy gaze swept across the Bahuang tribe.

Xiao Yi gritted his teeth, this time, no more explanation.

"You are going crazy, I will be crazy enough with you."

Boom...A torrent of weather suddenly broke out on Xiao Yi.

"Blood Moon, give it to me."

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