Raising Evil Spirits

Yun Bingxin's whole body shook, then slightly raised his head, the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, I watched the sword suddenly flash with my eyes, and couldn't help closing my eyes.

The coldness of the neck led to my nerves, her sword had reached my neck, I know, she was murderous.

"Come, let's do it, for your righteousness, but if you don't kill me, but let me witness that I don't want to see that scene, I will also fulfill my promise at this moment! Kill Phoenix!" I was gloomy. Said, slowly opened his eyes and looked at her seriously.

The trembling tip of the Qingteng Fairy Sword pointed at my neck, and her beautiful eyes were already cold at this moment, as if she was determined to kill me for justice! I even saw the familiar murderous intent in her eyes. At this moment, a flash of light appeared beside Yun Bingxin quickly and out of thin air. I immediately knew that the prisoner was coming, and it naturally did not want me to fall into a crisis. among!

And when it was said that it was too late, and after a flash of light, there was a clang, knocking Yun Bingxin away, and the tip of the sword reached my forehead again!

I could clearly feel a blood stain falling from my forehead, but it was only second. The Qingteng fairy sword did not take a step forward, but finally retracted into Yun Bingxin’s scabbard: "I...I won't Kill you, even if you say you want to slaughter the Phoenix City... If that happens, I will stop you, I'm sorry... This is also for the demon race's thousands of creatures, please understand..."

"Haha...I understand? Using others to pave the way for my clan, I will never understand! God will curse you too!" I gritted my teeth, and instinctively broke free, but it was obvious but futile.

Yun Bingxin did not speak, silently put away the sword, then walked to the same big stone nearby to meditate, and no longer planned to answer any of my words.

After Fu Boyu went there, he didn’t come back, and he didn’t send any great elders over. Right now, only Yun Bingxin and I are here, and no matter what I say, Yun Bingxin doesn’t care about me anymore. The whole is cold, as if completely. Isolated me from her world.

The sky gradually lit up, but because of the battle last night, the sky was still smoggy, and the fire was still burning in the inner city. I looked down from the mountain, and the spark was still a little bit without any trace of extinguishing. These flames are all The real fire of shamisen was burned either by Xijun or Fuyouzhi. It would not be easy for the Phoenix clan to destroy it.

But after all, this was Phoenix. The fire was extinguished at noon, and the construction team also began to cover the destroyed place with red cloth sheds, in order to create a festive atmosphere.

In the afternoon, there were almost no signs of conspicuous battles in the inner city, and the continuous cultivators also showed up. I don’t know who came, but I can see all kinds of traffic. The tool really scared me.

Among them, the most impressive was a huge amethyst battleship, which flew over from the air. There were many young men and women standing on it. I didn’t know the cultivation base. As for appearance and dress, they were all extremely exhaustive. Luxurious and precious.

In addition, there are many more seemingly expensive characters, all with disciples and grandchildren. Although not as luxurious as the previous Amethyst battleship, it is shocking enough.

This is the prison square. Perhaps it was just to show off his power, so Fu Boyu deliberately tied me outside in the sun and rain. Yun Bingxin was still sitting there, just looking at me attentively, but didn't bother to care for these people. Demon repair.

I frowned. After a day and night of dew, I had calmed down a little bit, just thinking about how to escape. However, to my disappointment, the daughter-in-law still couldn't get in touch, even Zulong was silent.

There are many more powerful monks coming in and out of the inner city. I watched them, but there was still nothing I could do. Yun Bingxin saw that I was very dead, so the time passed by to night. I can't bear it at this time, because tomorrow It is the day of the big wedding, when Fu Boyu will marry Xijun in an open and honest manner, and it will be in front of the world demon repair!

Thinking of this unexpected plot, I went down in a cold sweat, and I didn’t want to take this step: "Yun Bingxin...I beg you, save Xijun, even if you don’t want to save her, let me go out. OK, I will save people by myself!"

Yun Bingxin was still expressionless, looked at me and shook her head, then continued to fall into silence.

"Please...I owe you a hundred love, as long as you let me go, I will be a cow and a horse for you!" I almost roared out, but Yun Bingxin still said nothing.

The prisoner cow seemed to know that there was no chance at all in front of Yun Bingxin, and did not continue to think about rescuing me. Yun Bingxin was always on guard for the prisoner cow. She seemed to know where the prisoner cow was. Sweeping his eyes, the prisoner cow directly gave up the rescue.

As time went by step by step, I ushered in the daytime of the next day. When it was getting dark, dense raindrops fell, just like I was desperate. I gritted my teeth and swallowed a trace of blood from gnashing my teeth.

The raindrops hit my face, and my mood fell to the bottom. I don't know how long my hair I hadn't cut was messily scattered on my face, changing the place of visit as the rain continued.

A group of welcoming teams in red came over with their clothes and wanted to change them for me, because I was also their guest, and I was Xijun’s brother, who wanted to watch her marry as a woman.

The dress was draped directly on my body, and the maid simply tied my hair back, and I let them complete this disgusting thing like a corpse, but I have no idea.

They escorted me neatly into the imperial city, and the two eighth-layered elders who were responsible for supporting me should have no influence on them with my current strength after sealing.

The palace-like supporters are lit up everywhere, and the red carpet is spread from the inner city here. It is extremely luxurious. There are countless demon cultivators standing in the square of the imperial city. Inside, there should be more noble demon cultivators. Because I was walking on the red carpet and was going to witness everything, I had already seen Queen Mother Xi. She stood there, looking at me, looking at Yun Bingxin behind me, her face expressionless, still a noble appearance.

Seeing me as a human being walking in the territory of the demon cultivator, still wearing festive clothes, inevitably attracted some pointers, and gossip also appeared between the venues.

But this doesn't embarrass me. The embarrassing thing is that I can't save Xijun. There are countless demon cultivators here. If I want to rescue Xijun, it will be even more difficult!

The strong are gathered, and the prisoners can't rush into the middle of so many strong to save me, but I, even the Tai'a sword can't be recruited, how can I beat them? How to guarantee the rescue of Xijun?

Walking into the inner hall, Fu Boyu greeted me under the eyes of a group of demons, and took my hands, but I couldn't get rid of it: "Dear brother, today is the day I married Xijun... …"

He spoke these words politely, but I didn't hear a word, and the old lady Chi, at this moment, dressed in gold and red clothes, was sitting on the main seat, while Queen Mother Xi and another old man who seemed to be very powerful. Then stood there.

"Have you seen it, brat, Queen Mother Xi is amazing. She can stare at Xijun for a day and night, but now she is not standing there, watching me and Xijun getting married? Can you stop us from becoming the best of Qin and Jin?" Fu Boyu's voice passed through the secret, and kept taunting me.

Xijun had been forced to put on a red hijab, and stood there silently, waiting for my presence, and then entering the procedure of worshipping heaven and earth. My face turned pale and my eyes were round, not wanting all of this to happen.

I just stood in the inner hall in a muddle-headed manner, until the sound of celebration around me sounded, it made me clear.

"Worship heaven and earth!" The emcee's voice sang loudly, and the two female cultivators who seemed to be at least the nine-fold immortals stood beside Xijun at this moment, pressing him forcibly to the world outside the door. Bye!

At this time, Xijun, who was standing quietly, resisted fiercely!