If so, Ye Lingyue really didn't want to see Mrs. Changsun's ugly face.

That woman, she used to think she was not pleasing to the eye, but for Qingzhouding, she could only go to the other party.

"Don't be a fool, do you think the other party will give you Kanae?"

Murong Lao Fangxian sneered.

He also hated Ye Lingyue extremely.

If it weren't for her, how could Murong Jiucheng run away from home?

All this is because of Ye Lingyue.

"Ye Lingyue, your efficiency is too bad, these two guys are arguing to death."

Before Ye Lingyue answered, she heard an extremely arrogant voice.

In this way, a stone cat jumped out.

Appeared with it, there was also a grim man.

That cat, Murong Lao Fangxian had some impressions of this cat.

Last night, when his divine sense came to test the grandson ancestor, the cat was there.

At that time, he only regarded it as a wild cat.

Wildcats, of course, can't speak.

"If it's me, just burn them into mud and sink into the bottom of the river."

The witch god looked at the two people who had been half-petrified.

Both of them were surprised.

This stone cat is a vicious method.

The stone sculpture cursed by the cursed power of the eye of the red moon is afraid of fire, and once it touches it, it will be burned to ashes.

Not to mention, being thrown into the river, there is really no scum left.

"I can't kill yet. This is the great figure of the Changsun family, and this is the old priest of Hongyuetian. They are all very useful."

Ye Lingyue couldn't laugh or cry.

Xi Jiuye glanced at "Fu Bo" with a complicated expression.

From the mouth of the witch god, he already knew that Ye Lingyue had successfully escaped, but now he was still a wandering soul.

She is fine.

A big rock in my heart was put down.

But Xi Jiuye found that even though he and Ye Lingyue were close at hand, the other party did not even give him an extra look.

He was a little angry, but a little helpless.

This is Ye Lingyue, who loves and hates.

I'm afraid that I won't have a chance to see her again in this life.

But even so, when the witch god proposed Ye Lingyue's plan and asked him to lead Mobei to resist Hongyuetian together, he did not hesitate to agree.

In fact, Hongyuetian has no enmity against him.

Whoever controls the Red Moon Sky has nothing to do with him.

But if he helps her, he is willing to give it a try, even if he loses the entire Mobei.

Both Murong and the eldest grandson had a bad premonition.

Especially Murong Lao Fangxian, he has dealt with Ye Lingyue several times, knowing that this woman's methods are very impressive!

"Ye Lingyue, don't you want to inquire about any news about the first priest from me."

Old Murong's neck was petrified.

The elders and ancestors are similar, both of them have only their mouths and eyes to move at this time.

"This is the territory of my grandson's family. If you dare to move rashly, the grandson's family will surely crush you to pieces."

The ancestor of the eldest grandson secretly moved his thought power.

"Don't try, old fellow, you think the deity ran just now, you just set a ban, and you can't pass on your mind power at all."

The witch god scratched his paw on the old face of the grandson ancestor, and several bloody scars were particularly conspicuous.

The eldest grandson's ancestor's thought power, as expected, has fallen to the sea.

"And you, don't try. No matter how Bing Xin can stand, don't want to break through my Jiuyou Purgatory."

The witch god glanced at Old Murong who was aside.

This is his exclusive restriction.

After Ye Lingyue discussed with him last night, he asked him to appear after all the target characters appeared.

"Nine Nether Purgatory?"

Murong Lao Fangxian realized something.

That is a terrifying place even worse than the red moon sky.

Rumor has it that only the most vicious ghosts will be sent there after death.

"Ye Lingyue, what are you going to do..."

Murong Lao Fangxian's voice flickered.

He has become a stone sculpture.

Looking at the grandson and ancestor, the remaining head is intact.

He was terrified, and he had never experienced this feeling that life is worse than death.

"Long Sun loses, I ask, you answer. Regarding Mrs. Long Sun..."

Ye Lingyue's chilly voice made her scalp numb.

"I won't say it, even if you thwart me."

The eldest grandson is still stiff.

He will never betray Mrs.

"Tsk, quite loyal."

Ye Lingyue had long anticipated that the loss of the grandson would be a tough one.

As a teacher, especially the cultivation base of the grandson, the willpower is stronger than the average person.

For people like him, death is really nothing.

After all, this guy's soul is also very strong, free from the shackles of his physical body, he can still be refined with the Qingzhou Cauldron.

Fortunately, she had already prepared to deal with this person.

"Sorcerer, leave it to you."

Ye Lingyue was too lazy to bother her tongue.

The witch god smiled coldly, and it meowed.

When Zhang Sunshu didn't understand what the other party was going to do, the stone cat jumped up.

Its posture was very graceful, like a taut bow, stretched out in mid-air, and then he felt a tingling pain in his neck.

Something sharp pierced his neck.

Even if he had been petrified, the sharp weapon was like piercing a piece of paper, and he felt that his consciousness was quickly stripped away. The next moment, he was horrified to see that his body had been completely petrified.

His soul was drawn out of his body.

"You, what are you going to do!"

Elder Ancestor obviously didn't know how the so-called Lord of Nine Nethers existed.

Before he could react, the other party had his soul in his mouth and disappeared in an instant.

By the side of the river, the sound of the water is still there, and Ye Lingyue and Xi Jiuye, as well as the petrified statues, have a strange sense of harmony.

The witch god is gone.

Xi Jiuye came back to his senses, and only herself and Ye Lingyue were left.

Ye Lingyue was looking at the Qingzhou Ding that had just arrived.

This tripod is very heavy.

In Ye Lingyue's eyes, there should be the weight of the other eight tripods.

It is very simple.

She tried to use the power of mind, but the koding made no response.

It can be seen that this tripod is indeed dominated by everyone.

No wonder Mrs. Changsun is relieved to hand the tripod out.

Except for herself, even Bing Xin couldn't use this tripod.

"Witch God, where did you go?"

Xi Jiuye couldn't bear it, and was left out of the cold.

He coughed a few times, trying to get Ye Lingyue's attention.

Ye Lingyue still stared at the tripod.

"Ye Lingyue! When will you ignore me?"

Xi Jiuye suddenly felt angry in his heart.

Ye Lingyue slowly raised her eyes.

"King Mobei, what do you think is there to say between us?"

The little monster used his own death to pay everything for Xi Jiuye.

From the moment he died, Ye Lingyue told herself that she had reconciled with Xi Jiuye.

However, Xi Jiuye didn't know each other and harassed his family again and again.