So when she heard Ye Junlang admit all this, she believed what the Holy Son of Demons said and felt that Ye Junlang was indeed a despicable, shameless, hypocritical person.
So, she took action directly, and the sharp point of the dagger stabbed Ye Junlang.
However, she never thought that she could hurt Ye Junlang. She understood that Ye Junlang was very strong, even the Demon Saint Son was extremely afraid of him. In the face of such strong strength, she did not think that she could succeed in a sneak attack.
So when the edge of the dagger in her hand penetrated Ye Junlang's body, and the blade penetrated directly into Ye Junlang's body, the witch's face was first stunned, then dazed and confused - why didn't he hide? Why didn't he fight back?
Aren’t I on the opposite side of him?
Didn't he keep tracing my whereabouts just to silence me?
With this confusion, the witch stared at Ye Junlang blankly. She stared at Ye Junlang's eyes, and she sensed the warmth, concern, tolerance and guilt contained in Ye Junlang's deep eyes.
Apart from that, there was no malice or hostility at all. His eyes were as if he were looking at the woman he cared about most in his life.
The witch's heart trembled, she gritted her teeth, and finally couldn't help but ask: "You, why don't you hide? With your strength, I can't hurt you no matter how I attack you."
"Why should I hide? I owe you my life."
Ye Junlang spoke, still looking at the witch with calm eyes, taking in all that gorgeous face. At the same time, he also vaguely saw some problems.
At this time, the witch sensed a temperature coming from her wrist. She lowered her head and saw Ye Junlang's right hand holding her wrist.
In an instant, her whole body felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and her delicate body trembled violently. The indescribable warmth of the palm of her hand surged throughout her body. In the area of her mind that was missing a memory and seemed blank, something seemed to flash.
There were hazy scenes, but they couldn't be seen clearly, not at all.
Then, waves of needle-like tingling sensation spread throughout her head.
"ah--"
"Who are you? Who are you? Why, why do I feel this way?"
The witch screamed violently, and the sound contained a hint of pain.
Ye Junlang's eyes darkened. He held the witch's shoulders with both hands and said, "Diewu, don't you remember me?"
"No, don't touch me, don't touch me..."
The witch screamed, and she threw away Ye Junlang's hands. She held her head and felt as if her whole head was being pricked by thousands of needles, which was extremely painful.
The witch held her head and ran down the mountain.
"Die Wu!"
Ye Junlang shouted, and he was about to chase after him. Suddenly, he sensed something, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he stopped.
Ye Junlang stretched out his hand to cover his chest and abdomen. He looked down and saw that most of the dagger had been inserted into his body, with bright red blood flowing deep into it.
Ye Junlang's face seemed to show a hint of pain, and the aura on his body seemed to be constantly weakening because of this injury. It was a feeling of weakness bit by bit with the passage of time. Only strong warriors can
Can sense this change in breath.
Ye Junlang walked to a big rock next to him and sat down. He lowered his head and looked at the dagger inserted into his chest and abdomen, as if he wanted to pull the dagger out.
Behind, there was a faint sound of wind blowing.
All this seemed to be expected by Ye Junlang. His expression remained unchanged and he never looked back. He just said: "You finally dare to show up!"
With that said, Ye Junlang turned around and said: "Demon Saint Son!"
In the open space behind, someone appeared at some point, a young man wearing black attire, with a gloomy and pale face, exuding an evil spirit, and traces of original demonic energy faintly surging around his body.
There are wisps of divine power permeating the air.
Demon Son!
The person who appeared quietly turned out to be the Demon Saint Son, and judging from his martial arts aura, it was obvious that he had broken through the realm and attained spiritual enlightenment.
"Ye Junlang, you actually guessed that it was me?"
The eyes of the Demon Saint Zi narrowed slightly, and he glanced at Ye Junlang's bright red chest from the corner of his eye. A trace of ecstasy flashed through his eyes, and he seemed to be very satisfied with the way the Witch took Ye Junlang by surprise this time.
Attack and kill.
"The witch woke up, but there were some problems with her memory. She forgot everything related to me, right?"
Ye Junlang stared at the Demon Saint Son with burning eyes.
The Demon Saint Son did not speak, he remained silent, but silence also represented an attitude.
"You discovered the witch's memory loss and took advantage of it. You told her some half-truths and half-false words, and pointed the finger at me, making the witch become hostile to me." Ye Junlang spoke, and then said, "The witch appears.
Being in Jianghai City is not a coincidence. It should be arranged by you, right? You know that I have been looking for the whereabouts of the witch. As long as the witch comes to Jianghai City, I will definitely know the news, and I will definitely come to see the witch.
"
"Smart! There are not many opponents who can catch my eye. Ye Junlang, you are definitely the strongest one, both in terms of strength and intelligence." Demon Saint Zi spoke, and then said, "What else?"
"When I went up Nanwang Mountain, I never noticed anyone ambushing me. So, I think you should be ambush in a hidden place at the foot of Nanwang Mountain. When you see my car coming and go up the mountain alone, you follow me.
Come up." Ye Junlang spoke and continued, "You haven't shown up yet because you were waiting for the witch to attack me. The witch's dagger pierced my body. I was wounded and my breath was fading. You finally couldn't help it.
Just show up."
The Demon Saint Son sneered and said: "The Witch ran down the mountain. You originally wanted to chase her, but you didn't move. Is it because you sensed my breath? Are you waiting for me to show up? Hahaha, I thought you
Will run away!"
"Run away? Why should I run away?"
Ye Junlang's eyes suddenly darkened, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to pull out the dagger inserted into his body inch by inch.
At the same time, the body was filled with overwhelming pressure, Nine Yang Qi and blood swept through the sky, and the whole body was covered with a layer of blue-gold light.
The dagger was completely pulled out, and blood overflowed. However, as he moved the Qinglong Golden Body and secretly used the 'Zhezi Jue' in the Nine-Character Mantra Fist to heal the wound, the wound was slowly healing.
The bleeding gradually stopped.
The Demon Saint just watched from the side, with an expression as if he was sure of victory. A hint of sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said: "Do you know that after I showed up, I didn't rush to take action while you were injured?"
"Is there any difference? Whether you start first or later, there is only one outcome - death!" Ye Junlang stood up and said in an indifferent tone.
"Hahaha, I forgot to tell you that I gave the dagger to the witch. I put a medicine on the edge of the dagger." The Demon Saint said in a leisurely tone.
As soon as these words came out, Ye Junlang's expression changed slightly.