The wind and moon of the other world are full of the world

--hold your hand.

Facing Meng Qianxun's clear and transparent phoenix eyes that shone like stars in the midnight, this word suddenly flashed in Cheng Zalan's mind.

Young and steady, Cheng Zailan is no longer a newborn calf. He has an indifferent temperament, but he is not ignorant of love; just, why would he inadvertently indulge in those eyes with a little lightness, a little loneliness, and a little yearning mixed with wind-flow charm?

Clasping hands together, Cheng Zailan was about to exert force, but another person was faster than him!The sudden strong traction on the arm created a sudden vision.

The two people who were originally standing one by one on the city wall, because of Meng Qianxun's sudden tugging, both became unstable and fell into the air.

"Meng Qianxun, you are crazy! You are so tall, you will die!——" In the silent night, Cheng Zailan roared frantically, but he was still terrified at the bottom of his heart because of the sudden suspension of the person in front of him.

Meng Qianxun was already prepared, put her arms around Cheng Zalan's waist, and laughed heartlessly: "If you don't dance, you will die. Now that you are here, you can't die."

Cheng Zailan was exhausted, and took a deep breath to suppress the urge to throw someone stuck to his body. In mid-air, Cheng Zailan adjusted his breathing and was about to settle accounts with the person nestled in his arms. I feel a gust of wind blowing over my head...

With a wrong foot, Cheng Zailan was holding Meng Qianxun in his arms, drifting back three feet, and landed firmly on the top of a towering ancient tree near the city wall, and shouted sharply: "Who is it——"

In the darkness, Cheng Zailan raised his head and looked up, only to see a voluptuous color floating in the air, the scales on the corner of his eyebrows refracted the faint moonlight dazzlingly; when he moved his gaze down and landed on the position where they were standing just now, there was indeed a huge The sag, rustling of sand and stones, it turned out that Meng Qianxun had noticed it a long time ago, and invisibly saved his life.

"Zailan, it's wrong, what kind of demon should you ask..." The pleasant and leisurely tone of his voice forcibly faded away the cold and murderous aura that was all over Cheng Zalan's body.

"Haha, what a dream Qianxun, what a prime minister from the Xuanling clan, it's really not easy!" A burst of cold laughter and a charming female voice easily revealed the identity of Meng Qianxun.

Cheng Zailan frowned, lowered his head and asked, "Qianxun, does she know you?"

Her phoenix eyes raised, she was very innocent, Meng Qianxun nodded and said: "It should be regarded as acquaintance." If memory can be regarded as experience.

"Then who is she?"

"The head of the Yan family of the demon clan, Hua Ji, commands all the monsters of flowers and trees in the demon world. The Hualou I mentioned just now is the boss, and she is not an easy character to deal with."

Meng Qianxun looked sideways at Cheng Zailan, her phoenix eyes were serious, and she spoke solemnly for the first time: "Zailan, it's all up to you now..."

With a twitch on his forehead, Cheng Zailan suddenly felt like he was speechless asking the sky, and replied with a bitter face: "Qianxun, she is the leader of a party of monsters, and as a member of the Xuanling clan, you let me, an unarmed mortal, go with Hua Ji Dou?"

"Then I'll borrow..."

Not waiting for the two to continue to completely ignore the third person's communication as if there was no one, countless falling flowers turned into sharp blades and attacked, interrupting Meng Qianxun's words.

"Meng Qianxun, don't go too far, you haven't settled the account of breaking into the double heaven of my demon race and glaciers ten years ago, if you send it to your door today, don't blame me for sending someone to hell..." There was a sinister voice , followed by a fierce attack.

With a graceful drift, Cheng Zalan's body moved suddenly, he avoided the attack in an instant, stood steadily on the ground, threw his arms, put down Meng Qianxun, and the soft sword around his waist came out of its sheath with a clang.

"Too much deceit, Hua Ji, if you want to settle accounts, you can just find Meng Qianxun, what do you do with me!" Cheng Zailan was furious, those flower blades were obviously trying to put them to death.

Hua Ji flew to the ground, and the colorful tunic dress set off a burst of fragrance. She sneered and said, "It's none of your business if you protect him. Anyone who stands in my way dies! Besides..."

I saw Hua Ji winking her eyes, spreading her five fingers tactfully, seductive and seductive like a poisonous poppy, and said with a vicious smile: "Man who dares to ignore me, Hua Ji, deserves to die!"

"Woman, you are disgustingly perverted!" Cheng Zailan scolded.

With lowered eyes and a sword hanging down, a slender body full of strength, and a handsome and charming side face, Meng Qianxun stood silently aside, looking at the man in front of him who exudes awe-inspiring and murderous aura, the corner of his mouth slowly curved Shallow arc.

Flowers are flying all over the sky, dancing wildly, one after another, the gorgeous and beautiful weapon - flower blade, that is a hundred flowers that can only be controlled by the king of flower demons, they bloom for a while, dancing for one person, but for killing people.

The black long gown, the sleeves fluttered, and the sword shadows sprang up, intertwined into an airtight net, isolating Meng Qianxun from the attack of the petals, and all the flowers that came fiercely and quickly withered away from the sword shadows.Suddenly, Cheng Zailan swung his sword up, knocking down all the flower blades around his body, and then straightened out the long sword, filled with internal force, the sword glowed brightly, and pierced Hua Ji's chest.

Hua Ji didn't rush, looked at the sword blade that stabbed her with disdain, and said sarcastically: "A mere mortal, a broken sword wants to hurt me, Hua Ji?"

With a cold snort, she waved her colorful sleeves, and countless petals were distributed in front of Hua Ji, forming a flower wall.

Seeing Hua Ji underestimate the enemy, a sneer appeared on the corner of Cheng Zailan's mouth, Broken sword?Is Mo Xie Sword, the demon-slaying and demon-killing sword handed down by the Cheng family's ancestors, a Broken Sword?

The long sword went straight into the flower wall, and with a twist of the wrist, the sword energy shot out, breaking the barrier of the flower wall in an instant, but Cheng Zailan did not see Hua Ji who was supposed to be behind the flower wall.

Pupils dilated suddenly, Cheng Zailan turned around in shock, eyes full of fear.

"Cheng Zailan, the person you want to protect is already in my hands, Hua Ji, what should I do?"

Standing behind Meng Qianxun, Hua Ji raised her winking eyes and looked at Cheng Zalan in success. The blood-red Kou Dan and her manicured sharp nails were coiling around Meng Qianxun's fair neck.

In the dark night, Cheng Zailan could clearly see Meng Qianxun's eyebrows, ethereal white clothes, clear face, a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and those clear and moist phoenix eyes, looking at himself quietly, calmly, without any hint of The panic and fear of falling into the hands of the enemy...

"Let him go!"

Cheng Zailan tightened the Moxie sword in his hand, and a horrified murderous intent gradually appeared in his deep eyes. Judging from the signs that the peach demon was acting that day, and now that Hua Ji took the initiative to come to the door and easily revealed her name, he and Meng Qianxun were in love with each other. I'm afraid he has been targeted by the demons for a long time.

Just, what is the purpose?

Is it just because Meng Qianxun once broke through the two worlds of ice and fire of the demons?Or are there more others?If it is true as Hua Ji said, Meng Qianxun broke into the demon clan in the past and escaped safely, then why is it captured now?

Cheng Zailan had a lot of questions in his heart, but they couldn't compare to the quiet gaze of that person's phoenix eyes like water, and the fear in his heart that he was afraid of that person's death...