Mo Yu came out of Fuyan Mountain and returned directly to Tianluan Pavilion. He thought Mo Yue would be extremely bored on the mountain, but when he walked into the courtyard, he found that there was no one. Mo Yu frowned slightly, vented his spiritual sense and searched, and then went straight to the town at the foot of the mountain.

"Ru Lan, you said this girl didn't listen to me at all. If her master knew that she had been in such a muddy water, what should I do?"

Rulan looked at the man who was very entangled in front of him. He was about to speak, but suddenly felt that the air around him had dropped a few degrees, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance lingering.

The man who was very entangled just now had closed his eyes slightly and silently recited in his heart, it was over.

At this time, the door had been pushed open, and a man in white outside the door, with his eyebrows and eyes as jade, standing outside the door. Seeing this, Nan Jue slightly adjusted his lips, "Mo Yu, you are back."

The man stood with his hands behind his back, and did not step in and answer.

"I'm talking about how fragrant it is? This girl's fragrance is really good." Nan Jue continued to talk to herself. At this time, she saw Mo Yu reacting a little, and walked straight in, but stared at Nan Jue, as if she was waiting for the following text.

Seeing this, Rulan gave a small salute to the two of them, walked out of the room and closed the door.

Nan Jue looked at Mo Yu and kept looking at him without answering, and felt a little embarrassed. He said for a long time: "Girl, I have stopped her from going to Qingshui Village, but she doesn't listen to me, I..."

Before Nan Jue could finish his words, Mo Yu turned around and disappeared. Nan Jue looked at the place where Mo Yu disappeared, shook his head, and said helplessly: "Come on, I'll go back to my own Zhuyun Mountain."

Mo Yu stood on the ice blue phoenix, his right hand faded, and the glass bottle appeared in his hand, his brows frowned, and he looked up at the sunset, and his brows locked deeper. When his right hand shook, the glass bottle disappeared in an instant.

At the entrance of Qingshui Village, Mo Yue clamped her hands with her hands. After setting up several formations, her breath was a little unstable. Mo Yue forced herself to get angry and walked into the forest invisibly.

"Miss Mo, you should rest here. I have set up all the other formations. When the demon walks into the formation, he will be distracted. Your body has not yet cleared its poison, so you should not waste any more energy."

Mo Yue looked at the anxious person in front of her and shook her head, "Only if I save myself, can I abandon the past and give up those that shouldn't be." Then she smiled bitterly in secret.

Ye Lizhan was not talking when he saw this.

As night fell, there was a gust of cold wind around the village, and black air was tangled, breaking through the water screen barrier without any scruples. Soon, countless demons appeared at the entrance of the village with the black smoke. "The head man said, catch the living people in the village and check who killed the Heisha."

After hearing this, the demons scattered everywhere and rushed into the village. Seeing that the demon had entered the formation, Mo Yue jumped to the branch, took out the jade flute, and injected the spiritual energy into the jade flute. With the sound of the flute, she saw white light flashing from the formation underground, instantly imprisoning the demon who had stepped into the formation.

Seeing demons falling into the formation and being slowly swallowed by the white light in the formation, Mo Yue suddenly felt the evil spirit behind him. Ye Lizhan was looking at the person behind Mo Yue. This person was wearing a mask, but he was different from the demons in the formation, with strong evil spirits.

"Miss Mo, you still need to continue to drive the formation. Please rest assured that this person, I will not let him approach you." After that, he held the sword and stabbed forward.

Mo Yue could feel the difficulty of Ye Lizhan's battle, but the formation in front of him was not completely driven, so he dared not move lightly. As Ye Lizhan hit the tree with a heavy sound, the man slowly walked towards Mo Yue. Seeing this, Ye Lizhan used his sword to cohede with the man again.

Mo Yue knew that she could no longer drag her fingers. Her right nails cut her fingers, and the bloody nails, the sound of the flute, the spiritual energy spread around with a trace of blood. At this time, the moon in the sky faintly shone red light.

Seeing this, the man narrowed his eyes slightly, and rushed straight towards Ye Lizhan with a touch of murderous aura. Ye Lizhan blocked it with his sword energy and was shrunk several meters away.
Chapter completed!