The beautiful figure of Han Zhiyun walked out of the chariot and stood next to Chu Feifan. She glanced sideways at the side of his face and heard a soft voice.
"Ms. sir, the appearance of my senior sister here means that my master must be not far from here. They are all warrior masters, far more powerful than the demon soldiers last night."
"This time they come here to take me back to the Demon Slaughter Prison. My husband must not fight them for Zhiyun."
As Han Zhiyun said this, she looked away and looked at the woman in front of her. The beautiful shadow rose in the sky and landed not far in front of the woman.
"Senior sister has come all the way here, it's impossible just to meet Zhiyun. I hope that senior sister will be lenient and let Zhiyun leave here."
"Junior sister, how can you be so confused? Don't you know what will happen if you betray the prison master?"
"Master has repeatedly begged for mercy in front of the prison lord for your matter. Now that the Tianfeng bloodline in you has been opened, you will soon become the saint of the Demon Slaughter Prison. By then, one person will be inferior to ten thousand people. Are you really
Are you willing to stay with a seventh-grade emperor as a concubine for the rest of your life?"
A cold voice sounded, Han Zhiyun's expression condensed, a look of determination flashed in her eyes, and a firm and powerful voice sounded.
"Senior sister, I am willing to stay with my husband. As for the saint from the Demon-Slaying Prison, I am not interested at all."
The reason why Han Zhiyun was willing to stay with Chu Feifan was too complicated. If it was because of her bloodline that she couldn't let go of, that was not the case anymore.
Now she really likes the feeling of staying with Emperor Chu. The feeling of being protected makes her understand that life can actually be more colorful.
"Confused!"
"You know what the Holy Maiden of the Demon-Slaying Prison is carrying. How can you control it? You should know that the demon soldiers appeared last night. No one can escape from the Holy Prison's order!"
Hear the sound.
Han Zhiyun's expression was solemn, with melancholy on her face. The Demon Soldiers were the advance team of the Demon Slaughter Prison. If they couldn't complete the task, there would definitely be someone with a strong cultivation level in the Demon Slaughter Prison who would come forward in person, but she didn't expect it would be her.
The master and senior sister came in person.
"Su Lingyu?"
"Low-grade martial arts cultivation level!"
Chu Feifan's deep and deep voice rang out, his arms spread out and his figure fell in the air, coming to Han Zhiyun's side, his arms blocking her waist, and his loud voice rang out.
"Senior sister, since Zhiyun is unwilling to leave me, why do you have to force her?"
"Who is your senior sister? You don't know whether to live or die!"
Su Lingyu's disdainful voice sounded, and she did not take Chu Feifan into her eyes at all. The king of the seventh-grade empire was not worth mentioning in her eyes.
Facing Su Lingyu's disdain, Chu Feifan just chuckled, hugged Han Zhiyun, turned around and walked towards the chariot, ignoring her.
"If you persist in your obsession, then don't blame me for being ruthless. You are responsible for all the consequences!"
Su Lingyu gritted her teeth. She was so proud. How could she accept Emperor Chu's contemptuous disregard? The beautiful figure rose in the sky, the jade sword in her hand was unsheathed, and the flickering shadow of the sword attacked the two people in front of her.
"Whoa!"
"Whoa!"
When the sword light struck, Chu Ya's tiger body trembled. He drew out his golden sword and knocked the piercing sword away. A sharp murderous aura shot out from his cold eyes. The golden sword flew across the air and glared at Su Lingyu.
"Chu Ya, don't get entangled with him. If we leave here, someone will kill her!"
Although Su Lingyu's cultivation level has reached the Martial Master realm, it is far behind Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue. At this time, the two of them were hiding around, and Chu Feifan was not worried at all that Su Lingyu could block their way forward.
With Chu Ya's blow, the huge power of true energy stirred up ripples. Su Lingyu steadied her figure and her eyes stayed on Chu Ya in front of her.
"No wonder you are so confident. It turns out there is a strong man sitting in charge. Do you really think he can defeat me?"
Although Su Lingyu looked disdainful, she was still extremely shocked. Chu Ya was only at the Martial Emperor Realm, but he could easily neutralize his attack. This was really incredible.
She knew that this situation could only happen in two ways, either Chu Ya was stronger than her and did not want to kill him, or the man in front of her had a powerful bloodline hidden in his body.
But no matter what kind of existence it was, Chu Feifan was very surprised to have such a strong person beside him.
"Whoa!"
Chu Ya ignored Su Lingyu who was looking suspicious, his voice flew out into the air, he accurately sat down on the chariot, gripped the reins in front of him tightly, clapped his horse and galloped forward.
The carriage that was rushing forward was as fast as lightning. Su Lingyu was so angry that she stood up on her toes and slashed down with her sword across the air.
"Whoa!"
"Whoa!"
The sharp sword light fell from the air, and the chariot was instantly wiped out with one blow. But just as the sword edge slashed off the roof of the car, a figure appeared behind the chariot. He stood with his hands behind his back, and his clothes were flying.
, the air stopped instantly, and even the sword edge released by Su Lingyu was fixed in the void.
The carriage continued to move forward, its rapid speed not slowing down at all, and for an instant only Su Lingyu and Ye Gucheng were left facing each other in the void.
Su Lingyu's pretty face turned pale, her pupils shrank slightly, and she looked panicked. On the other hand, Ye Gucheng was dressed in a black robe, with three thousand black hairs dancing lightly in the wind, and thousands of miles of red shadow behind him, with a calm expression.
The carriage gradually moved away, but Su Lingyu was helpless. Ye Gucheng in front of her did not give her a chance at all. The momentum released by the two people was at odds with each other. Although they had not yet launched an attack on each other, they had already secretly competed with each other.
"puff!"
A stream of red blood spattered from Su Lingyu's mouth, and Qianying flew backwards in the air. The jade sword in her hand fell to the ground and split into pieces instantly. The blade of the broken sword was inserted into the ground. She covered her chest with her jade hand, and Shengxue's white clothes were stained red with blood.
"I will spare your life today. If you dare to come to Chu State again in the future, you will be killed without mercy!"
Ye Gucheng's ethereal and vast voice echoed in the void, and his figure turned into an afterimage and disappeared completely from Su Lingyu's sight.
The afterimage of the chariot became increasingly blurry. Su Lingyu stood up from the ground with difficulty, and took off the bamboo hat on her head with her jade hands. Her peerless face appeared, but her pretty face was so sinister and scary.
The sun sets in the west, tired birds return to their nests, and the sky is enveloped by the afterglow that swallows the sky and the earth. The carriages drive away from the dust, and the trees on both sides of the ancient road disappear behind them.
In the carriage.
Han Zhiyun had a guilty look on her face, holding Chu Feifan's arm with her jade hand, her cheek pressed against his body, exactly like a little woman.
Chu Feifan knew that she was full of worries, so he raised his hand that was holding hers and patted it gently. He chuckled and said: "Zhiyun, don't worry, I won't let the Demon Slaughter Prison take you away.
Women should never be manipulated by anyone."
Han Zhiyun nodded gently, her watery eyes full of tenderness. She firmly believed that her choice was the right one. At least during this time by Chu Feifan's side, she truly felt the joy of being loved. (To be continued)