The Xue siblings walked in the night, and ran to the place where Hehuan Sect had blocked Xiaoye before.

The sword stabbed into half of the chest. Although it did not hurt the blood vessels of the heart, nor did it attach any true qi, sword energy, or other things to disturb the meridians and lungs. It was just a very ordinary external trauma.

Moreover, this ordinary trauma has been treated very promptly and effectively, with acupoints promptly and stop bleeding and analgesic, bandage in time, and medication in time. If you are a warrior who is rolling around in the world, under such timely treatment, you can probably maintain a certain combat effectiveness.

But for Xue Mu, I really felt like I was dying, and I couldn't even raise my strength to walk. I put it softly on Xue Qingqiu's shoulders and was staggering and being taken away. Even if I clicked acupoints to relieve pain, I still felt that it was so painful that I was about to stop breathing.

To be honest, Xue Qingqiu's injury is much heavier than him. His internal injuries are so heavy that he has changed to a weaker one. He probably died long ago. But his performance is much stronger than Xue Mu at this moment, and he can still help Xue Mu run away. His speed is not slow.

This is the absolute difference in cultivation.

Xue Qingqiu did not feel that Xue Mu was acting unbearable, but instead she was full of appreciation and admiration: "Xue Mu... I really underestimated you before."

"Ha..." Xue Mu's lips were bloodless and he responded with difficulty: "If you lose, you can't lose face in front of his rival."

Xue Qingqiu curled her lips: "What kind of love rival, you are my brother..."

Xue Mu said angrily: "Yes, yes, yes, I am my younger brother, Lin Wuya is an old lover, right?"

Xue Qingqiu was amused and crying: "You are your younger brother, he is an enemy, and he has no love rival anyway."

"Enemy?" Xue Mu hummed, "If he didn't tell me if he was deliberately letting me go, no one caught up now. Ninety-nine percent of it was because he stopped the pursuers. I would like to fight such enemies."

Xue Mu's words broke through the sky with jealousy. Xue Qingqiu was angry and funny when she heard it: "You still have the strength to say such a long sentence. It seems nothing is wrong?"

As he said that, he arched his shoulders, as if he would not help him. Xue Mu shouted anxiously: "No, no, no... He didn't kill me, don't be banned by you."

Xue Qingqiu looked at him with a smile: "I feel wronged?"

"No, who is willing to be stabbed like this...hiss...thiss!"

"Do you know that Lin Wuya's realm is already a little above my level?"

"Well?"

"He..." Xue Qingqiu looked solemn, saying word by word: "Half of his foot is on the edge of Hedao."

"..." Xue Mu's mind passed by and suddenly realized: "What do you mean, may he be the real number one master in the world?"

"Yes." Xue Qingqiu sighed: "You can already be famous all over the world by taking Lin Wuya's sword and not dying. You are worthy of pride. What's wrong with you..."

"I'm not convinced by your brain circuit." Xue Mu was really amused: "It seems like he's very honored to be stabbed, it's really a group of ms."

"What is Em?"

"nothing."

The ideology of the two worlds is indeed different. In the eyes of people in this world, you, a rookie in Qihai, can never die without dying. But in Xue Mu's opinion, praise your sister, who are you proud of being stabbed to death?

Xue Qingqiu only thought Xue Mu was jealous and did not fight with him. Instead, she liked to see him jealous and whispered: "I will help you kill him in the future and avenge this sword."

"Yeah, sister is the best." Xue Mu deliberately rubbed against her.

"Don't mess around." Xue Qingqiu took a photo of him and whispered: "I feel the breath of Wu Ye."

Xue Mu immediately became serious: "Let's go."

The breath of Ye had already deviated a lot from the previous separation position. It was probably because he was fighting and walking slowly changed the venue. The two of them rushed away quickly, and were choked by the bloody smell from afar.

Xue Mu opened his eyes wide and looked at the scene in front of him in a daze.

He saw a hell, the real hell.

Dozens of handsome men and beautiful women surrounded Xiao Ye, but now the corpses were lying all over the ground. The bodies were dead in different shapes, some of them had no wounds on their bodies, but they had a look of extreme fear on their faces, as if they were scared to death; some seemed to be hit by a giant hammer, their whole body was distorted unnaturally, and some limbs were even broken, blood flowing and spreading all over the ground.

Someone was alive, running around like crazy, shouting.

Some people held swords and their eyes were red, and they slashed everywhere, no matter how dead or alive.

There were men and women having sex on the ground as if no one else was around, and their clothes were torn into pieces, like savages.

In short, there is no normal person living in the whole scene, either dead or crazy.

At the deepest part of the scene, you can vaguely see a fog. A figure floated upright in the middle of the fog. You can't see a clear appearance, you can only vaguely see a flawless outline, with a vaguely flirtatious body, a slim waist, a slender legs, a long hair hanging straight to the calves, a graceful arms stretched flat, floating straight in the air, cooperating with this purgatory scene, the breath is indescribable.

Could it be one of the two envoys of Hehuan? I don’t remember the exposed woman’s hair was so long... Xue Mu turned around and looked around. He couldn’t find the scholar Lu Shutong, and he didn’t know if he ran away.

But Xiaoye disappeared... nothing was everywhere.

Xue Qingqiu didn't say anything, and carefully supported Xue Mu through this hellish scene. A crazy person slashed wildly with his sword, but Xue Qingqiu took his hand and cooked it casually.

As he slowly approached the fog, Xue Qingqiu sighed lightly, took out the Moon God Stone and threw it inside.

The fog suddenly disappeared, and the graceful figure of the woman suddenly disappeared. Xue Mu looked around in surprise, but didn't see where the woman went, but instead saw the little girl lying straight on the ground, already unconscious.

Seeing that Xue Mu was extremely puzzled, Xue Qingqiu didn't explain much, but said, "This scene... was done by Xiao Ye. She was fine, but she was too mentally exhausted and was in a coma. After sleeping, she was in a better state than ours."

Xue Mu nodded, suppressed the confusion in his heart, squatted down and wanted to pick up Wei Ye, but the wound was so painful that he almost fell on Wei Ye. Xue Qingqiu held her eyes quickly and sighed: "I'll hug her."

Xue Mu stood aside in embarrassment and gasped, turning his head around again. The purgatory scene on earth made him feel cold, and Xiahou Di's words suddenly appeared in his mind.

——Jia Ye’s technique is too terrible. Seeing that her magical skills are complete, she must not let her go in and out of the world, otherwise the world will be in chaos.

——At that time, the evil will grow, the heart will decline, and the Nine Cauldrons will collapse, and the demons that were dancing thousands of years ago will never be peaceful.

It seems that it is really not an exaggeration... This is clearly a combination of hell that has moved to the world alive, or several layers of hell. I really don’t know how this little baby did it. It’s simply too terrible.

Think about her cute appearance of Mu Mu hugging her... she is particularly weird and inconsistent in comparison.

Xue Qingqiu picked up Xiao Ye, but did not leave. Instead, he said coldly to the front: "Are you here to kill us too? Xiahou Di?"

A slender figure slowly walked out of the night, and the bright red cloak flew, as bright as blood.

Xue Mu pursed his lips. Finally came, six doors...

The three people's status at this moment are not enough for Xiahou Di to beat him, not to mention that Xuan Zhe must be behind him. If they come to kill them, there is really no way out.
Chapter completed!