"Hahaha!"
Suddenly there was a loud laugh on the head.
It is the mortal deity.
He sneered and said, "Unexpectedly, you can actually find the entrance to the curse. But, don't you think that there is hope to leave. On the contrary, this is the unlucky beginning!"
"Haha, don't you love Jin Jin? Now, it's time to test."
"Double the attack!"
As he stopped drinking, the air chill doubled!
Ye Qingli's teeth were suddenly frozen and rang loudly!
This old guy is really crazy!
Sure enough, it was a master in ancient times, even if there was only one psychic avatar left, but its strength was far from what they could bear.
"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"
The wind blades formed by countless cold air quickly rolled towards them.
The clothes on Jun Aohan's body were suddenly cut!
The violent winds roared, and the strong pressure made Ye Qingli not even open her eyes.
Almost all the clothes on Jun Aohan's body were taken away.
Reveal his red fruit muscles.
However, he still kept Ye Qingli firmly in his arms.
She was not attacked by a trace of wind blade.
"Tumbling."
The Ten Thousand Demon Kings kept praising.
"I can't think of it. It seems that your feelings are quite deep."
"Now, the deity allows you to make two choices. In this wind blade, you two can only live one."
"You think it's better to let someone die?"
The wind suddenly stopped.
Ye Qingli and Jun Aohan glanced at each other.
Then, all laughed.
Close your mouth and don't speak.
"You decide quickly!"
"Oh, do you think we will be fooled by you?"
Ye Qingli pouted.
"No matter what answer we choose, in the end, aren't you going to be treated as a plaything? So, whatever you like, just go."
As a psychologist, she understands this abnormal psychology too well.
To deal with such a person, you must not follow him.
"It's really toasting and not eating fine wine!"
Wan Mo Shen Jun snorted.
"Okay, let me see, how far can your feelings last!"
"Ten thousand wind blades!"
With his order, the gusty wind roared again.
Moreover, the power has increased several times than before!
"Brush! Brush! Brush!"
The powerful wind blade began to leave scars on Jun Aohan's body.
After a while, he was stained with blood.
Ye Qingli desperately wants to rush out to help him resist the wind blade.
However, Jun Aohan firmly held her in her arms.
Ye Qingli couldn't move her body at all.
He watched with a look, all traces of blood on his body shed on his body.
Ye Qingli's tears are about to come out.
"Do you really want to die?"
"If you can die in Qing Li's arms, that's good."
Jun Aohan said indifferently.
"Ben Wang has already said that, to protect you, I am willing to do anything."
He said indifferently.
Although the expression on his face pretended to be a meaningless look.
However, in his eyes, there was an unseen expression of pain!
Then, it was a low murmur!
The strong wind blade, behind him, left one after another scar!
Ye Qingli can clearly feel that the spiritual power in his body is rapidly consuming.
In her eyes, there was a sudden anger!
"I tell you, if you really dare to kill him, I guarantee with my life that I will definitely avenge you!"