Beautiful apprentice dressed as a demon

"Shenjun!" Jiang Huai yelled loudly, feeling deeply frightened, but seeing that Nan Zhu had just pushed away Li Wenzhao's hand at that critical moment, but he still couldn't escape.

His left shoulder was crushed by Li Wenzhao.

"Li Wenzhao, Li Wenzhao, wake up!" Because of the severe pain, Nanzhu couldn't bear the strength, and fell half kneeling on the ground, and Li Wenzhao fell to the ground.

Seeing the situation, Nanzhu turned over to suppress him, but Li Wenzhao's speed was far beyond his imagination, he only felt a gust of wind on the front door, and when he raised his eyes again, delusions suddenly took shape and pierced his throat.

The speed of the sword was so fast that Nanzhu couldn't react at all. He watched Li Wenzhao suppress himself with the sword, but there was no way out at all.

The sword energy rubbed against his neck, cut his skin, blood leaked from the corners of his lips, and a strong fishy smell overflowed from his nose.

However, at the moment when Nanzhu closed his eyes and waited to die, the crimson light curtain suddenly enveloped the delusion, and actually directly cut off the stabbing sword.

Jiang Huai suddenly made a move, using his power to block Li Wenzhao's sword movement, making it difficult for the sword tip that was close to Nanzhu's throat to move even half a point.

Li Wenzhao's eyes froze suddenly, and the tip of the sword touched Nanzhu's throat, pricking beads of blood.

The three of them were in a stalemate, Jiang Huai tried to pull the sword over, but the strength in Li Wenzhao's hand didn't ease at all, the tip of the sword was still on Nanzhu's throat, and he refused to let go.

Nanzhu looked at Li Wenzhao in disbelief, breathing quickly, trying to awaken his residual consciousness: "Li Wenzhao, wake up, I am Nanzhu, I am Nanzhu!"

Li Wenzhao didn't speak, his eyes were concentrated on Nan Zhu, in the dark eyes, there were some scarlet spots floating up, covering the original light.

The imprint between his brows was originally golden, but because it was covered with a layer of black air, it looked extremely hostile. He was staring at Nanzhu, his eyes never shifted halfway, and Nanzhu's heart was terrified, and cold sweat was running down his back .

Such eyes are too cold, like the wind and frost from the harsh winter, and even without touching one's hands, one can feel the sharpness on one's side.

"Li Wenzhao." Nanzhu put his hand against the stabbed blade, gritted his teeth, "Brother, don't you even recognize me? I'm Nanzhu... Nanzhu."

His hands were covered with blood, and the blood dripped down the blade, soaking the soil under his body.

Li Wenzhao was in a trance for a moment, and murmured in a low voice: "Nanzhu, Nanzhu..." He probably regained some consciousness, and his delusions slowly dissipated after his voice.

The crimson light suddenly disappeared, he stood up unsteadily, his clothes were covered with Nanzhu's blood, he looked down, and was silent for a moment, the scarlet in his eyes gathered again, suppressing the black spot he had just floated up. .

Nanzhu stared blankly for a moment, sat up with difficulty, and stepped back.

Because the pull was too tight just now, Jiang Huai's hands were trembling uncontrollably. After a few breaths, he finally got better. He wanted to go up to help the bamboo, but there was still a distance between the two, and Li Wenzhao stood in the middle again. , he did not dare to act rashly.

"Master..." He took a deep breath and called softly.

He spoke in a too low voice, which should have been covered by the wind, but with his keen intuition, Li Wenzhao slid his eyes on Jiang Huai the moment Jiang Huai opened his lips.

The moment their eyes collided, Jiang Huai couldn't help taking a step back and holding his breath.

There was a faint smile in Li Wenzhao's eyes, and a three-point smile on his face, but this smile was different from all his previous smiles. There was undisguised contempt, murderousness, and madness in this smile. all kinds.

He was looking at Jiang Huai with an almost indifferent gaze, and the scarlet in his eyes became more and more intense.

Jiang Huai froze on the spot, not daring to move, Li Wenzhao's oppression was too strong, he was seen feeling uncomfortable, as if even breathing had become an extremely laborious task.

Li Wenzhao stared at him, his gaze paused for a while, and then he slipped away. The more methodical he was, the more frightening he was.

Jiang Huai didn't know what to do, so he looked helplessly at Nanzhu, wanting to ask him what to do next, but Nanzhu still hadn't recovered from what happened just now, he covered his shoulders, gritted his teeth, and stood up slowly, Use the sound transmission to tell Jiang Huai to calm down——

Li Wenzhao's inner demons have been summoned, as long as he wants, let alone Huangquan, he can destroy the world.

"He has lost all five senses now, and that layer of black air is the nightmare that haunts him. The heavier the black air, the deeper the demons in his heart." Nanzhu coughed in a low voice, and continued through voice transmission, "We have to find a way to put him in the dark." Tie it up, otherwise, something big will happen, it doesn't matter if it happened in the ghost domain, but once it disturbs the heavens, it won't be so easy to pass."

Having said that, how to tie it?This time not only Jianghuai, but even Nanzhu also made the same difficulty.

Li Wenzhao didn't recognize his relatives at all, it would be good if he didn't sentence the two of them to death on the spot, still thinking of tying them up?If you can't even get close, your neck will be broken.

"Master." Jiang Huai called again nervously.

Li Wenzhao didn't speak, his gaze fell on Jiang Huai's body, and then moved to his face.

Looking at each other, there is no sound heard at night, this is the exit of the ghost domain, no ghosts will approach, except for the moonlight, there are only sporadic floating ghosts.

Jiang Huai took a few steps back subconsciously, but every time he took a step back, Li Wenzhao would take a step forward until there was no way to go back, and the back path was blocked by a wave of demonic energy.

"Shenjun, what should I do..." Jiang Huai took a deep breath, and looked at Nanzhu helplessly again. With his spiritual power, he was not even qualified to be Li Wenzhao's opponent.

Nanzhu was obviously aware of the problem, but his left shoulder was crushed, and he couldn't protect himself, so saving Jiang Huai would be exhausted.

Therefore, he had no choice but to tell Jiang Huai through sound transmission, and let Jiang Huai try to wake up his residual consciousness.

With his back on the demonic energy, Jiang Huai looked at the figure approaching in front of him, and subconsciously grabbed the corner of his clothes, panting slightly, he felt that his heart was unsteady and difficult to control himself.

Li Wenzhao stopped in his footsteps, lowered his eyes slightly, and looked at him: "You, like to see him very much?" His expression was difficult to distinguish, and his voice was as low and loose as ever.

Jiang Huai couldn't speak, the two looked at each other, he could see the scarlet in Li Wenzhao's eyes seemed to be quenched with blood, which was very similar to what was described in the book, but the scene in the book was that Li Wenzhao was being killed by the sword fairy Song It will only be like this after Yan is defeated.

But now, the black energy around Li Wenzhao's body was getting thicker and thicker, the flickering flames made his lips lighter, he looked like a ghost crawling out of the palace of Hades, full of murderous intentions.

Why is this happening?The corners of Jiang Huai's lips moved slightly, but he didn't speak, the words were stuck in his throat, because he couldn't calm down, he seemed to be questioned and couldn't utter a word.

He looked away from Li Wenzhao, and looked at Nanzhu on the other side, completely at a loss.

Nanzhu told him again through sound transmission, asking him to try to wake up Li Wenzhao.

Jiang Huai had no choice but to put his mind back to Li Wenzhao's place, his eyes gliding over his heart, throat, and chin, but he dared not look at his eyes alone.

Li Wenzhao's gaze fell on Jiang Huai's face all the time, and he said slowly: "Why do you want to look at him?"

This time, his tone was a bit more jerky, and before Jiang Huai could speak, he shouted again: "Look at me!" As he spoke, the scarlet in his eyes was deeper than before, and the evil spirit on his face was almost like They couldn't get together, and there was a lot of hostility between their brows.

Jiang Huai was startled, and raised his eyes to meet him.

The four eyes met, the moment Jiang Huai looked over, Li Wenzhao seemed to be awakened, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes calmly, and opened them again.

"Master," Jiang Huai saw that his eyes flickered slightly, and guessed that he was still a little conscious, and wanted to try to wake him up, "Master, it's me, I'm Jiang Huai."

"Jianghuai." Li Wenzhao followed it up in a low voice, and his dark eyes converged briefly.

"I'm here." Jiang Huai replied softly, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to touch the mark between Li Wenzhao's eyebrows.

However, Li Wenzhao suddenly put his hands between his eyebrows, as if he was boasting of his rationality, trying to control his consciousness, he panted quickly, and put his other hand beside Jiang Huai, his knuckles turned white.

Jiang Huai tried to hold his wrist, and slowly moved his hand away from the center of his brows, watching the imprint between his brows appear and disappear, and the evil spirit on his face seemed to fade away.

Nanzhu stood on the other side, not daring to speak, for fear of disturbing Li Wenzhao and making him lose control, so he could only pin his last hope on Jiang Huai.

Jiang Huai understood what Nanzhu meant, continued to hold Li Wen's wrist, and asked softly: "Master, can you recognize me?"

Li Wenzhao's brain was in chaos because of his consciousness disorder, his clenched hand was exerting force uncontrollably, his nails gradually sank into the flesh, and he didn't even notice it. He looked down at Jiang Huai, feeling as if something was pressing in his heart. If it weighs a thousand catties.

Someone was calling him softly all the time, so familiar and gentle, but he couldn't tell, his eyes were trapped in a sea of ​​flames, and what he saw were all hazy phantoms, which he couldn't grasp.

He clearly opened his eyes, but he couldn't see anything, as if there was a layer of black veil covering his eyes, and there were countless voices haunting his mind, pushing him into the abyss and sea of ​​fire.

"You are, Jiang Huai." He heard himself whispering.

"Well, it's me," Jiang Huai held his hand, gently opened his clenched fingers, and calmed his emotions softly, "I've always been here."

"Jiang Huai..." Li Wenzhao repeated again and again, his voice was deep and hoarse, he put his fingers under Jiang Huai's eyes, and held half of his face, "Ah Huai."

Perhaps the little bit of consciousness left made him sober for a moment, and his vision regained clarity for a short time. However, the scarlet color hadn't faded, and he still couldn't restrain the mania he wanted.

Jiang Huai felt a dull pain in his heart, feeling that Li Wenzhao's palm was scalding.

The warmth of the past made him seem to have forgotten where he was at this moment. The eyes of the two were intertwined. Jiang Huai could hear his own heartbeat, like a drum beating. This feeling was different from any fear, but like a kind of control Heart palpitations.

Li Wenzhao forced his consciousness to look at him, looking around for a moment, silently stunned.

Jiang Huai raised his head slightly, his hands suddenly clung to Li Wenzhao's shoulders, and bit his lips.

The author has something to say:

Li Wenzhao: Why does my wife want to look at him×99

Jiang Huai: It's not that I want to see him...he's like a light bulb stuck there.

Nanzhu: Am I a light bulb?I'm a light bulb?