Quick Travel: Crazy criticism of the host and his love for him

The ceremony of the Taoist couple was very grand.

The graceful young girl carried a flower basket and flew into the air, scattering petals like fire.

Yan Yu was dressed in red, with a smile on her face that was indistinguishable from male to female.

The smile reached straight into his eyes, like ripples on the surface of a lake.

He was a little embarrassed and reserved, and his clenched palms under his sleeves were slightly sweaty.

His eyes were always looking somewhere, afraid of missing the stunning moment when the person stepped out.

The red silk was fluttering, the piano player kept playing, and everything was an anxious wait.

But time passed by, and the girl spreading flowers changed one after another, but his Taoist companion was still missing.

Just when Yan Yu was about to ask someone to check on the situation, someone from the Demon Cult presented a snow-white jade slip.

As soon as Yan Yu reached out to take it, a rough male voice came from inside.

"Demon Lord, Lord Haoling is in our hands. If you don't want him to die, come to Qingling Sect alone."

Yan Yu's expression turned cold and he crushed the jade slip into pieces.

"court death."

As soon as the cold voice fell, Yan Yu's figure disappeared from Wuji Peak.

"Your honor!"

"Holy Son, what should we do now?"

"Go to Qingling Sect."

"Yes, I'm going to call someone right now!"

……

On the way Yan Yu rushed to Qingling Sect, there were countless obstacles and killings.

They were obviously not from the same sect, but they cooperated tacitly and used all their killing moves.

The formation cultivator casually picked up the killing formation and blocked Yan Yu's steps. Dan cultivator assisted, and the sword cultivator and magic cultivator all went into battle, and thousands of swords fired at once. The various techniques are dazzling.

Yan Yu was full of demonic aura. She was dressed in red and moved without any wind. Her brows and eyes were full of anger. When she raised her hands, she was so angry that she seemed to have the power of thunder.

He stepped out, and the demonic energy that blasted out instantly shattered all stumbling blocks. Youdao is that in the face of sufficient strength, all conspiracies and tricks are of no avail.

He shows no mercy and never knows how to write soft-hearted.

Wherever he passed, there were corpses and blood everywhere.

Yan Yu fought all the way to Qingling Sect. As expected, Qingling Sect had a bigger trap waiting for him.

Yan Yu looked at the gleaming formation, looked at the person in the formation who looked like an immortal, and stepped in resolutely.

He didn't think about how dangerous that formation was and whether it would cause him harm. He only knew that his Taoist companion, the person who was going to marry him today, was trapped in the formation and was waiting for him to rescue him.

Yan Eucalyptus kept her eyes on Xie Wange and didn't want to look away.

As soon as he stepped into the formation, the formation was instantly activated, and the long sword condensed out of thin air suddenly slashed at Yan Yu.

This extremely impactful scene made Xie Wange's heart tighten, and his fingertips trembled involuntarily.

Fortunately, no matter how powerful the giant sword was, it could not hurt him.

Xie Wange couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He watched Yan Yu walking towards him firmly step by step and remained patient.

Yan Yu finally stood in front of Xie Wange. He smiled, extended his hand to Xie Wange, and said softly: "Wange, I'll take you home."

"Little Eucalyptus."

Their hands were clasped together.

Yan Yu pulled the person up and carried him into his arms.

"careful!"

Yan Yu hugged the person and did not move, letting the attack from the formation fall on him.

He used his body as a shield to protect the person in his arms without any harm.

"You know, this..." can't hurt me.

"Uh……"

Before Yan Yu finished speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest.

He lowered his head slightly and saw the sword that Xie Wange had stabbed into his chest.

"Evening song..."

He was a little puzzled, a little confused, and a little unbelievable.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask why, another sword was stabbed from behind, and the tip of the sword penetrated his abdomen, dripping with blood.

Yan Yu glanced at it indifferently, and held the sword that Xie Wange stabbed into his chest with trembling hands. The demonic energy surged out, and without giving Xia Ke any time to express her heroic words, she flew away behind him.

Xie Wange in front of him was not affected at all.

"Today is our road ceremony...Is everything fake? Is everything you have shown false and submissive?"

Yan Yu's eyes were a little red, and blood flowed from the corners of his lips: "Master, you really deceived me."

Xie Wange turned away and couldn't bear to look at Yan Yu's injured eyes.

"I should have thought why Master would like me. I am murderous, cruel, and unpredictable. How could anyone like me?"

"But...but I really like you, Master? Why? Why do you treat me like this?"

"You gave me this life. If you want to take it back, I won't hesitate. As long as you speak, I don't even want to dirty your hands. But why do you want to deal with me with them?! "

His voice was hoarse, as if he was crying for blood.

"Master, you have never thought that all the people in Qingyun Sect belong to me. If I wanted to, no one can come in or out... Even if I get here, I still believe in you."

"Master, you speak. As long as you say that none of this was your intention and that they forced you, I will believe you."

He looked at Xie Wange quietly, with deep prayer in his eyes.

Xie Wange said nothing and remained silent.

Yan Yu smiled bitterly, held the blade of the sword, stepped back a little, and pulled the sword out of his chest.

He lowered his head dejectedly, wiped his tears haphazardly, and suppressed a smile: "You are not even willing to lie to me now... If this is what the master wants, the disciple is willing to die."

There was muffled thunder in the sky, and dark clouds instantly enveloped it.

The ink-like clouds gathered and swirled like a huge vortex. Except for the center of the vortex, the entire earth was extremely dark.

Yan Yu raised her head, her eyes half closed, and there was a dead silence in her eyes.

"This world is really bad. If possible, I don't want to have an afterlife. I don't want to come back here again."

He spread his hands and let his body be sucked into the vortex.

The soul-locking bead on his chest shone slightly, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, and he fell into the mortal hell.

A beam of light shone down and he was enveloped in the light.

Under the shroud of light, the soul-locking bead trembled slightly, as if it was falling apart under great pressure. It turned into pieces of solid matter, floated out from Yan Yu's clothes, fell to the ground, and lost its original color.

Xie Wange's breathing quickened, and the bad premonition came quickly and violently, making his whole body tremble uncontrollably.

The shattered soul-locking bead and Yan Yu's disheartened eyes kept attacking his nerves.

He finally couldn't restrain himself and rushed forward, slamming into the white light, trying to reach out and grab the man.

However, the barrier formed by the white light was too strong, and no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't shake it even a little bit.

"Little Eucalyptus."

"Li Yangu!"

Xie Wange slapped the barrier and let him shout, but the man seemed to have lost his hearing and had no reaction at all.

Finally, Yan Eucalyptus in the center of the vortex slowly turned into clouds and dissipated under the burning of white light.

"No! Little Eucalyptus——"

Xie Wange was heartbroken, but it was a pity that he would never be able to touch him again...