Su Xiaoye nodded with a smile. Sichun also helped him a lot. How could he watch Sichun suffer?

"Why don't we go and look for it separately? There are three of us?" Ye Shang'er couldn't help asking.

Su Xiaoye kept sprinting forward, looking at the situation inside the door from time to time, "After all, this place is someone else's territory, so it's better to be careful. If something happens to the ghost body, you can come back. If something happens to you, it's really over."

Ye Shang'er said happily when she heard this: "Hehe, I'm worried about us and love us so I'll just say it. Why do I still talk about so much?"

"Ahem, it's almost the same." Su Xiaoye scratched his cheek, and seemed a little embarrassed. He continued to search on this floor, but he still couldn't find the room where Sichun was. He couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Especially when he thought of the miserable appearance of the demon clan he had just seen, Su Xiaoye was a little worried. If Sichun turned into that...

In front of Su Xiaoye's continuous progress, a purple-red long hair suddenly appeared. Her cute face was so cute that she was running towards Su Xiaoye. However, in Su Xiaoye's eyes, like other lives in the real world, she was covered with black veil. It was impossible to detect Su Xiaoye's existence.

"Ah? This little girl is so cute. She is comparable to our Su Yun, haha, but she is still not as cute as our children!" Ye Shang'er also saw the eighth day of the lunar month. Seeing her cute appearance, she couldn't help but admire her, but she soon noticed the bandages on the eighth day of the lunar month of the lunar month and said in confusion: "Hmm? What's wrong with this girl's eyes?"

Xuezhi didn't care about the eighth day of the lunar month at all, but instead asked Ye Shang'er: "Wait! Shang'er! What does your child mean!"

"Hehe! The secret! I won't tell you!" Ye Shang'er said with a wicked smile, not explaining anything at all, making Xuezhi extremely curious.

Su Xiaoye shook his head helplessly. Ye Shang'er is worthy of Ye Shang'er. Even now, he still doesn't forget to bully Xuezhi.

Su Xiaoye soon met with the eighth day of the lunar month. The moment the two passed by, Su Xiaoye suddenly realized that everything around had stopped, and even the trend of Su Xiaoye rushing forward was stopped.

Before Su Xiaoye could react, a light purple flame jumped in his pupils of the eighth day of the lunar calendar and whispered: "That woman turned left in front and then right in the third room on the left. Go quickly, otherwise her beautiful eyes would come down."

The moment the eighth day of the lunar month finished speaking, everything around returned to normal. Su Xiaoye rushed forward several steps under inertia, hurriedly stabilized his body, turned his head and scolded, "You are..."

But in front of Su Xiaoye, there was no little girl at all. The eighth day of the lunar month that was still there just now disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Hmm? What's wrong with Xiaoye?" Ye Shang'er asked in confusion: "Why did you stop suddenly?"

"Why did the little girl with purple-red hair and bandages in her eyes suddenly disappear?" Su Xiaoye looked around in confusion. He didn't feel any fluctuations in demonic power or magic power just now, so why did he suddenly disappear?

Unexpectedly, when Ye Shang'er opened her mouth, Su Xiaoye was creepy, "What little girl? Xiaoye, don't scare us in broad daylight."

"That's it." Xuezhi also echoed: "I didn't feel good in someone else's territory. If you still say such things, hurry up and find Sichun. I can feel something seems to be happening in Sichun!"

"But, you all saw her and said to her later..." Su Xiaoye just said this, and when he heard what Xue Zhi said, he suddenly remembered the last sentence he said on the eighth day of the lunar month just now, Sichun's eyes! Not good!

There was no time to think about what happened to the eighth day of the lunar month. Su Xiaoye stomped the ground hard and rushed towards the direction indicated by the eighth day of the lunar month!

In a white room, two believers stood at the door, and in the center of the room, there was a metal chair. At this moment, Sichun was bound to the chair, and the metal rings on her limbs were firmly attached to the armrests and below the chair, making Sichun unable to move at all, and could only look at the beautiful figure beside her fiercely.

"You crazy woman!" Sichun scolded. He could already have a rough guess about what Hanyu was going to do next, with murderous intent in his eyes, "If you don't let me go, your fate will be very miserable!"

Hanyu smiled and did not take it seriously. He picked up a sharp knife on the table next to him and walked slowly towards Sichun. "Will you still threaten me? Hehe, I'll let you know in a while, who we are going to end up badly! First of all, I'll cut off your two beautiful eyeballs first."

While speaking, Hanyu approached Sichun, her pink lips slightly raised, but Sichun could not do anything except struggle. Hanyu thought about it and raised her hand first and placed it on Sichun's forehead, "Forget it, I'm kind, let's put you in a deep sleep first, otherwise it would be bad if you struggled to let me prick the wrong place."

"You, you dare!" Sichun wanted to say something, but with the continuous magic fluctuations in Han Yu's hand, Sichun felt that his eyelids were extremely heavy and could not say anything else. Her head tilted and she fell asleep completely.

"The next time is my enjoyment time!" Hanyu patted Sichun's face with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Don't worry, my knife skills are still very good, I guarantee that I will cut it cleanly for you!"

Hanyu slowly spread Sichun's eyes with one hand, and then slowly fell down with the other hand holding the knife.

One of the two believers standing at the door suddenly had a tilted neck and quickly spoke to Hanyu: "Sir Saint, Lord Lan is back. He said there is something important to say, and people above the bishop need to be summoned."

"Tsk, why is it at this time?" Han Yu pouted slightly, and his hands stopped moving, but he quickly shook his head without caring, and waved his hand at the churchman with the knife, "I don't care. I must cut off the woman's eyes first, and I won't go first!"

"But Lord Saint, Lord Lan said that the matter was quite urgent, and it seemed that something was going on." The believer swallowed and continued hesitantly: "After he finished speaking, he will leave here."

"That means I can't enjoy it first?" Hanyu raised her head and looked at the believer, asking unhappily.

The believer nodded stiffly. When another believer saw this scene, he accidentally stepped back two steps toward him. The next moment, a silver light flashed, and a blood cut appeared in the throat of the nodded believer. The blood donated instantly splattered everywhere. The believer did not react to anything, couldn't even speak, and half-kneeled on the ground and fell into a pool of blood.

"Huh, it's really troublesome." Hanyu breathed a long sigh. The knife in his hand was no longer in his hand at this moment. Instead, it was on the wall behind the fallen believer. The blade had already penetrated half of the wall, and bright red blood slowly dripped from the hilt.

Hanyu took a deep breath, straightened her body, and looked at Sichun who was unconscious on the chair with a little apology. "It seems you need to wait for a while, but don't worry, I'll be back soon."

When Han Yu walked to the remaining churchman, he reminded: "Carry up all the blood and corpses here, and look forward to the demon clan. If anything goes wrong, you know the consequences."

"Yes, I understand!" The remaining believer nodded quickly, and watched Hanyu walk out of the room with light steps. After the footsteps gradually faded away, he breathed a sigh of relief. He also heard from others that the Saint Maiden was not as gentle as he looked, but rather scary. Today, he saw it. Women, it was really scary!

The believer looked at the blood spreading under his feet and the corpse of his companion who was alive just now, and couldn't help but feel a little worried, "It's true, how should we deal with this? Such a large pool of blood is really hard for the Saint, but..."

The believer looked up at Sichun who was lying on the chair without any movement. Looking at her slender legs and charming sleeping face, the eyes hidden under the mask were filled with sinful light flashing.

A bold idea appeared in his mind and couldn't help but murmur: "There is no one here now. Anyway, the Saint wants to kill her, so why don't you let me enjoy it while you are now? It seems very good? This girl's figure, tsk..."

As he spoke, the believer approached Sichun. On the way, as he thought in his mind, his breathing became a little rapid. He couldn't help but untied his white robe, walked to Sichun with a despicable smile, raised his hand to Sichun's face, "Hehe, little beauty, although you are a demon clan, I don't dislike you, let us do it..."

"If I were you, I would never touch her at all." A gloomy voice quietly rang in the disciple's ears. Before he could react, a sudden burst of pain suddenly came from his wrist. With a click, the hand that he had originally reached towards Sichun fell down, and the incision was quite hideous, and blood gushed out in an instant.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Su Xiaoye, who was covered in black armor, quietly appeared behind the churchgods. Four big snow-white tails were swaying silently. Su Xiaoye raised his hand and the black palm, which had been covered with red hard patterns, rested on the head of the churchgods.
Chapter completed!