At this moment, a rainbow light flashed in the sky.

Mo Zixiu's expression condensed, and with a wave of one hand, a barrier appeared. From the outside, there was only nothingness left where they were.

Qianyin saw that his eyes narrowed and his aura suddenly changed from the gentleness of the big brother next door to that of a fierce one. She couldn't help but shrink her neck and asked: "What's wrong?"

Mo Zixiu patted her shoulder: "I originally wanted to take you away with me, but unfortunately my enemy came to visit. I was injured and couldn't defeat him."

"Then what should we do? Will he find you here?" Qianyin was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, looking at the sky from time to time.

Mo Zixiu felt strange: "You are not worried about yourself, but you are worried about me?"

Qianyin said matter-of-factly: "That's your enemy and not mine. Of course I'm worried about you!"

"But if he finds you with me, he will kill you as my accomplice."

"No way, isn't this a fairy mountain? Can people kill people at will on a fairy mountain?"

Mo Zixiu was amused by her innocent words. He looked at the silent figure in the sky, knowing that the person had already noticed him, his eyes were slightly cold. At some point, there was a thread of ink on his fingertips.

The ink silk, which is as thin as silk, wraps around Qianyin's wrist like a spiritual snake.

"This is a hair of mine. It is stronger than ordinary weapons. If you encounter any danger, just drop a drop of blood and I will save you. But it can only be used once. After use, it will return to my hand.

inside."

"But..." Qianyin wanted to say something more, but his extended index finger blocked her lips: "I'm injured, and I can't defeat that person in the sky. So I can't take you with me. I'm afraid this place is dangerous on your own."

You can’t walk out anymore. I’ll take you to the foot of the mountain for a while. Remember, don’t mention it to anyone, you’ve seen me. Do you understand?”

Although she didn't know why, seeing his serious expression, Qianyin nodded with an important mission.

Mo Zixiu pinched her face and smiled very touchingly: "Be good~"

"Mo Zixiu, you stole my immortal sect's most important treasure, where do you want to escape to?!"

From the sky, a cold male voice came, like a clear spring in the mountains, tingling the heart and mind.

Qianyin raised her head to look for the source of the sound, but in the palm-sized sky, she could only see a patch of sky reflected in the sunset.

"Eh?" She turned around again with a strange look on her face: "Brother Mo, that person just said you were a thief?!"

"..." The great Lord Demon: "I..."

"Are you actually a thief?!"

"Haha..." She suddenly cheered, smiling brightly: "I am a beggar and you are a thief. It is really a good fate!"

The great Lord Demon let out a long breath of evil amidst her messy laughter, and the hands by his side endured and endured, and trembled again and again.

Who can tell him how this wonderful flower like her survived from a heap of beggars?

"Mark my words."

Faintly, Qianyin could only hear Mo Zixiu's words ringing in her ears. He was smiling, and she felt that her body was weightless, like a light feather flying into the sky.

In mid-air, she saw Mo Zixiu turn into a stream of light and rush in the opposite direction to her. A silver figure appeared in vain under the fiery red sky, standing in the sky.

The fluttering robe and silky black hair were flying and dancing in the air.

"What a nice view!"

Qianyin couldn't help but look at that face, and suddenly, a stunningly beautiful face fell into her eyes!

Her expression suddenly changed!

Time only allowed her to take one look, and the man quickly followed the direction Mo Zixiu left.

But those eyebrows, those eyes, that look that seemed indifferent and lonely, with a compassion that looked down on the people of the world, seemed to have penetrated tens of thousands of years. In this one glance, from this moment on, it fell into a thousand sounds.
Chapter completed!