"ah--"

Mo Jiu let out a harsh scream, scaring Ye Chi, and subconsciously said, "What's wrong?"

"There is... something touching my feet..." Mo Jiu's voice trembled, and he didn't care whether he was still with Ye Chi or the enemy, so he looked for a sense of security from him.

He wanted to approach Ye Chi, but was grabbed by invisible things and could not move. After hesitating, he bit his silver teeth and waved his long sword and slashed hard at it!

Table Tennis!

With a sword swing, the sound of metal collision sounded, and Mo Jiu was stunned.

Then, the cold touch slowly moved upwards, sliding from the ankle over the calf, rubbing over the thigh, passing through the hips, passing through the waist of the willow, crawling over the back, until it came to his neck, as if it turned into a big hand, firmly holding the back of his neck.

"Save...Save me..." Mo Jiu's face was pale, his body was trembling, and tears had already slid down. He begged Ye Chi for help and would give him a helping hand.

No matter how arrogant he was in the past and was arrogant, he eventually became an 18-year-old boy in the face of such a situation, afraid of death and the unknown.

Hearing this, a hint of hesitation flashed in Ye Chi's eyes.

He didn't want to kill Mo Jiu, he would lead him here, and he just wanted to teach Mo Jiu a lesson.

He thought that what existed here was a slightly powerful unjust soul. With the help of it, he temporarily stopped Mo Jiu so that he could re-adjust his breath. Then he would destroy this unjust soul when Mo Jiu couldn't hold on.

As a result, he did not expect that this existence was such a terrifying creature, and things suddenly became out of his control.

Ye Chi bit his lips tightly. When he was about to do something, he found that he was too moved. He tried to urge the life-saving thing his mother gave him, but there was no movement in his body.

He also turned pale.

At this moment, a hoarse word sounded from the darkness, like a sound coming from under the Jiuyou Underworld.

"Who... disturbed my sleep?"

"Is it...you?"

Then Mo Jiu and Ye Chi felt a terrifying feeling that a pair of eyes suddenly appeared in the darkness, staring at them, so strong that they seemed to be standing in front of them with their faces on their faces!

Mo Jiu's scalp suddenly exploded, and he closed his eyes like he was deceiving himself, but tears kept flowing down.

Ye Chi is better than Mo Jiu, but she is also close to losing her composure. She can only do her best to mobilize the violet in her body in order to give this unknown creature a fatal blow.

"Two living lives... I haven't tasted them for a long time..."

As soon as these words were said, Mo Jiu and the others immediately looked like a monster that feeded on human flesh and blood. The fear in their hearts was extremely strong and kept emanating.

And where they couldn't see, a dead bone was buried in the soil, half of which was poked out, and a rotten but hard bone claw was tightly grasping Mo Jiu's ankle.

Above the dead bones, a misty black mist was circling, continuously absorbing the gray aerosol emitted from Mo Jiu and Ye Chi's heads, solidifying little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye and growing stronger.

After a while, the fear emitted from Mojiu and his men weakened a lot, and the black fog suddenly twisted, as if they were dissatisfied: "But... since you awakened me, I will be kind and kind again... let you go..."

Upon hearing this, Mo Jiu and the other were happy at the same time, but before they were happy for too long, it added: "One life, another person..."

"die."

The two gray fog became richer again, and the process from despair to ecstasy and then to despair made the inner fear reach its peak again.

Black Mist absorbed these emotions with satisfaction, leaving it to Mo Jiu and Ye Chi to make time to make a decision, whether to choose sacrifice or selfishness.

But no matter how long hesitated and thought for a long time, in the end, all the choices were the latter.

Then it depends on a group of selfish people, who is more decisive and who is more selfish.

Hearing this, Ye Chi had almost made plans to give up Mo Jiu without hesitation.

If Xiao Muxue was here at this moment, he would have chosen to live and die with her, but if it were someone else, he would not have any other choice.

Just as Ye Chi was about to tell Hei Wu his choice, Mo Jiu suddenly said hoarsely: "Let him go..."

What?!

Hearing this answer, not only Ye Chi was stunned, but also the black fog was just a pause in absorbing gray gas.

Ye Chi felt that this was unrealistic, and even thought about the possibility of the test of good and evil that "only who sacrifices himself will let him go."

"Let him go!"

With this sound, Mo Jiu almost roared.

Ye Chi's doubts became increasingly intense, and there was still a trace of confusion and confusion in his eyes.

Why?

"Go back to the sect quickly and call my aunt and ask her to come and save me!"

Ye Chi suddenly realized, as if he had finally understood the reason. Mo Jiu knew that he would give up on him, so he simply sacrificed himself to let him go, so he could hold his hope until he went back and find someone to save him...

When he thought about this, his thoughts stagnated.

In such a dangerous situation, can Mo Jiu really think so much?

Will he be just simple...

Black mist suddenly spoke: "Since that's the case, then you go."

After the words came, an invisible force threw Ye Chi out. He quickly activated his spiritual power to stabilize his body on the steep mountain.

The light reappeared and his vision returned. Ye Chi was stunned for a moment, then looked deeply at the top of the mountain covered by dark mist, and went down the mountain without looking back, rushing towards the direction of Tianlan Sect.

In the black fog, after Mo Jiu shouted those few words, he fell straight into a coma, and his body fell back softly, but did not fall to the ground because his hands steadily caught him.

It was a human form condensed by a thick black mist, and the face was invisible. But as time passed, a face finally appeared. It turned out to be a very young woman with a particularly pale complexion. Looking down at Mo Jiu, the eyes filled with keen and indifferent eyes that seemed to be able to see the hearts of people.

She sneered.

"It's just gambling."

The sound is extremely pleasant, with a sexy magnetic force.

"Betting that he will ask someone to save you." Feng Jiu bent over slightly, attaching his thin lips to Mo Jiu's ear, so close that he seemed to be murmuring to his lover, but his voice was extremely cold, "What if I want to kill you? Then you are already a corpse now..."

"Sacrifice? After all, it is to make wedding dresses for her disciples."

"But... you are lucky, I just need your body..." Feng Jiuyou said lightly, stretching out a hand to penetrate Mojiu's clothes, stroking his snow-white body, feeling the softness that had not been touched for thousands of years.

The next moment, her body suddenly turned into a ball of black mist, completely covering Mo Jiu, as if countless little snakes were attached to Mo Jiu, and they had the most intimate contact with every part of his body, making his cheeks flushed in a coma, and his pink lips were wide open, and they were constantly penetrated by the black mist and integrated into his mind.

Bang.

The dry bone suddenly turned into a pile of powder and disappeared without a trace when blown by the night wind.

Only Mo Jiu lay down on the ground, with purple scratches remaining on his ankles, indicating what had just happened...
Chapter completed!