The Lord of Ghost

With almost no time to think, regardless of the truth of the news, Qin Yang subconsciously dodged.

The edge of the ghost knife passed, the blade pierced the skin, cut the blood vessels, and continued to move forward, trying to completely cut off the last sticky thing!

At that time, the head would roll down.

Suddenly, a strange phenomenon broke out.

The brilliant light of life surged out of Qin Yang's body, blocking the trend of the blade.

Then the essence of the light of life spread, and the huge breath of life was like a newborn world, containing the surging runes of ancient times.

Qin Yang seized this moment of obstruction and dodged.

Almost! His head was about to move!

At this time, Qin Yang stood on the water, sweating coldly, as if he had walked back to the gates of hell again.

His blood began to cool, and his attention shifted to the attacker, and the limit of breaking the mirror was slowly fading.

When the pressure exceeds the limit, what can be done is no longer to continue to break through, but to hide.

The neck that was cut in half was quickly repaired under the healing of the light of life. The Extreme Heavenly Eye frantically explored and sensed the fluctuations of hope in the void. Qin Yang could not let go of even a trace.

Not far away, Mo Li slowly appeared wearing a Yan mask.

He did not intend to pursue him if he failed in one attack.

The opponent was on guard and it was difficult to kill him. Moreover... the charming woman just now seemed to have seen through his actions.

"Sorry, I interrupted your training!"

Mo Li wiped the ghost knife on his wrist, and his tone was like an old friend who had not seen each other for many years, with an unclear hoarseness.

Of course, compared to Qin Yang, Mo Li was more curious about Meng Yaowu, the guy who just reminded Qin Yang.

You know, Mo Li's eyes can't see any trace of him in all the people he has met!

Whether it is Gongsun Xuanjian or Gan Wu's protector!

Even Qin Yang could only perceive it vaguely, but there was a deviation in the time of perception.

But just now, this charming woman like a poisonous creature could actually recognize his actions!

Mo Li felt that it was not an exaggeration to say that she was poisonous. Compared with Jiang Liyue's purity and nobility like a fairy, Meng Yaowu was like a poppy that enchanted the people in the world. Her beauty was a poison.

In his memory, Mo Li began to carefully search for the content about Meng Yaowu, but... he couldn't find it at all.

Neither the original owner's memory nor the content of the original book mentioned the beautiful woman Meng Yaowu!

Her appearance, like Xiao Xiaobao, changed her trajectory.

And this mysterious woman seemed to be on Qin Yang's side!

What beauty is a disaster? Mo Li thought that this was a deliberate training arranged by the other party.

Who is she? A charming woman with no record, Mo Li was surprised.

"To be honest, Qin Yang, you are lucky."

Last time, Xuanling Peak protected him.

This time, although there was a reminder from Meng Yaowu, the most important thing was the rich light of life.

"Who are you!"

Qin Yang wanted to peek at the true face behind the mask, but all he saw was a mist, and he couldn't even capture the breath of his soul.

He was almost certain that it was the person in front of him who was diverting the trouble!

However, Mo Li ignored Qin Yang and looked at Meng Yaowu with interest. His eyes were pure, without any distractions, just like appreciating beautiful things.

"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

"The last person who was as stunning as you is dead."

"Oh? Really?" Meng Yaowu seemed to be interested, and the corners of her red lips were slightly raised, like a blooming rose.

"You are very strange, I believe that when you explode, it must be the most beautiful fireworks in the world!"

Meng Yaowu was stunned: ? ? ?

She couldn't keep up with Mo Li's thinking, what explosion? What fireworks?

At this time, Mo Li slowly put away the ghost knife and turned away.

Before leaving, he only left one sentence:

"I am looking forward to our next meeting. At that time, can you still escape the disaster?"

This is the interweaving of fate and the arrangement of destiny.

But this time, Mo Li gave Qin Yang time to react, and it would be difficult to attack and kill again.

Moreover, he was not sure of Meng Yaowu's position. This mysterious and charming woman posed the greatest threat to him.

As soon as the voice fell, Mo Li disappeared from his sight.

"Brother, he..." A disciple looked at Xing Ruhai. The man just now was a fierce man who slaughtered thousands of disciples. Could he let him go so easily?

Xing Ruhai looked at the direction where Yan Gui left and said lightly: "You are not his opponent! Going there is just to die!"

Even as strong as he was, facing the whereabouts that could not be seen through, his hair would stand on end.

"Are you going to let him go like this?" Some disciples were unwilling.

Xing Ruhai did not answer, his eyes were deep.

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On the other side, Meng Yaowu pursed her lips and smiled, like a ghost flower blooming in the mist, full of seductive fragrance.

"Brother Xiaoyang, I just helped you! How are you going to thank me?"

Qin Yang, who had just recovered from the afterglow of death, couldn't help but have a headache again!

He forgot that there was an equally difficult guy around him!

Judging from the situation just now, this woman who is as beautiful as poison must have an extraordinary origin!

"What do you want?" Qin Yang was helpless, Meng Yaowu did remind him.

"I..." Meng Yaowu said as she approached Qin Yang, very close, and slowly said: "I just want your heart."

Her fingers touched Qin Yang's beating chest, feeling the fresh rhythm.

This scene was extremely ambiguous, causing many cultivators' blood to surge.

"In fact, if I want to capture a man's heart, I have other ways."

"Like his secret!"

As she spoke, Meng Yaowu was like a charming snake demon, raising the corners of her charming lips beside Qin Yang's ear, and speaking the most penetrating eight words in the softest tone that only he could hear:

"Nine spiritual roots, ancient tree of life!"

Instantly, Qin Yang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt that the woman in front of him was more dangerous than the knife just now!