The woman standing in front of them subconsciously squinted her eyes, put her fingers in front of her lips, and curled her thin lips.
"Don't think too much. Die Xiaoyue and the others have their own people to deal with, so I don't need to take action. But...according to your words, Zhuge Jinqing's sister, Zhuge Jingshu, is not so lucky."
"you--!"
The moment Hong Zhao heard this, he looked at the other party angrily.
"How dare you do this? Do you have any human heart?"
"It's useless to say more, you will meet them in hell soon!"
After Ba Yan finished speaking, he saw that the enemy's hands were moving, intending to strike first. Li Miaochen saw the right moment, turned around and held the sword to attack them. Seeing this, the two enemies immediately dispersed. The witch's eyes were fierce and she grabbed them.
She grabbed his leather boots and rolled her body, only to see the Holy Sword of Qingming falling from the sky, forcing her to take a step back.
Hong Zhao was concerned about the battle, and regardless of her own safety, she absorbed the sword with her right hand and forced it to release her martial arts to break through the formation. The huge aftermath knocked her out.
After flipping to the ground and waiting for no one, Hong Zhao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and instantly joined the battle, bound to kill the conspirator in front of him.
Jun Xian calmly watched her move with precision and urgency, and suddenly felt an inexplicable amusement in his heart, and he leisurely avoided the edge of her sword.
"My daughter, you really can't wait to kill your father."
"Shut up! If you are so careless as to play with your words, you might as well be careful and don't become a dead soul under my sword!"
Hong Zhao's eyes suddenly changed, and he pinched his sword to form an ever-changing, gas-shaped sword blade that flew forward.
Jun Xian raised his sword eyebrows slightly, chuckled indifferently, and returned all the moves with a wave of his sleeves.
Hong Zhao used his sword to block, but he was injured in advance, so he was immediately at a disadvantage. He retreated and found it difficult to stand firm. Seeing this opportunity, Jun Xian turned to his side and hugged his waist, with an undisguised joking look in his eyes.
Annoyed the person in his arms.
"open!"
Hong Zhao hit him on the chest with her backhand, stepped on him, and jumped up to get out of his hand.
As the battle raged, a figure hurriedly came and threw unknown objects into the air while everyone was unprepared. In the blink of an eye, Hong Zhao and Li Miaochen had disappeared.
Raising her hand to wave away the haze, they were already far away. The woman sneered lowly and stood coldly.
"They ran so fast. It seems they had some backup plans. It was unexpected."
"If my guess is correct, I'm afraid this is the work of the Demon King."
Jun Xian remembered that the Demon King had met Zhuge Jinqing alone before, so it was clear who saved them.
"But it doesn't matter. Even if they escape, it can't change their outcome. It's just a pity that we didn't let that person follow, so that he could die in this haze and be eaten alive by these millions of creatures."
"What a cruel thought."
The woman smiled lowly and put her chin on her head to carefully observe the man in front of her.
"It seems that you really hate him."
"Let's not talk about this disappointing topic. Let's talk about today's help. I wonder what the girl wants me to repay you with?"
Jun Xian walked forward with a smile unchanged, touching the cool mask vaguely, locking longingly the calm and deep eyes below, and soon lifted her chin with his other hand.
"I'm very curious. I just don't know what kind of stunning face it will look like under this mask."