Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Everyone's eyes turned gray, and the moment they heard these four words, their hearts began to collapse. And those who don't know are still asking what the secret technique is that makes them feel like they are facing a formidable enemy.

At this time, Jiaoyang turned her body and looked at the two young men in front of her with a half-smile, "Today, let me see the real light and shadow in the rumors. Oh no. To be precise, it is incomplete light and shadow."

She covered her mouth in an exaggerated manner, and turned her gaze in the direction of Chu Lianjue with a smile: She had long said that she would make it impossible for real light and shadow to exist in this world. Any possible disaster should be eradicated before it occurs. It turns out she was right.

Bi Zhi's men paused for a moment in their murderous actions, and looked over there, with some melancholy in their eyes: After all, they were heading in completely different directions.

Jiaoyang was one against two, and three strong rays of light collided together. At this moment, the water jade unicorn that was about to fall into her hands cracked a thin crack, and then exploded instantly in the eyes of everyone in disbelief.

"Damn woman!" Baiyeliu Fengxin was startled. She took a few steps and rushed to her side in almost an instant, catching Jiaoyang falling from mid-air.

After the last battle, the casualties were horrific. The Shenyue Sect had a tacit truce with the major sects in the world for several days. Although this approach was undoubtedly strongly opposed by Jiaoyang who was lying in bed.

From her point of view, her body is not a big deal now, but it gives others some room to breathe. Jiaoyang really doesn't care about her body. What she wants to do now is to kill a few more people before leaving this world, kill them all, in order to relieve her inner dissatisfaction.

Perhaps because of carelessness, or perhaps because she had no intention of concealing this thought, Jiao Yang said these words while receiving Yun Tang's considerate service and careful feeding on the hospital bed.

In response, Yun Tangzhi reluctantly put the medicine bowl aside and looked down at her with a calm and serious look: "But why on earth do you feel like this? Why... have you ever thought about it, Aling."

Wearing only a single layer of white clothes and drinking the medicine without any preserves, Jiaoyang, who was still making a fuss just now, was stunned for a moment. Eyelashes fluttered, lost in thought.

Baiye Liufeng was standing outside the door, her slender body leaning against the pillar, her crystal flowing hair swaying in the wind. He lowered his eyelashes and crossed his arms across his chest to hide the emotions in his eyes, but he looked a little lonely.

The strange blood butterfly flew over, circled around him, and landed on his shoulder with trembling wings, as if silently comforting him.

"Go." His expression remained unchanged, he lowered his head and said lightly, and his heart began to become boring.

The butterfly felt aggrieved for a while, got up and flew away.

In the past few days, all factions in the world have gone through almost all the books, turning everyone's nails and fingers almost to pieces, just to find a way to deal with Sheng Jiaoyang.

"The Blood-Destroying Demonic Art, does it really have no old enemy, or a way to deal with it? The Blood-Destroying Demonic Art"

Everyone was desperate and simply gave up resistance and fell asleep. Bi Zhi almost plunged her head into the book, flipping through it in the middle of the night, and finally found a fragment of the book that recorded the blood-killing demonic skill.

She hesitated for a while, then opened it and read on.

"The Blood-Destroying Demon Technique, those who practice this method will use their bodies to feed themselves." Her eyes widened and her chest breathed rapidly, "Will you not live to be eighteen years old?"