Talk to The Fox (MTL) [COMPLETED]

68. Chu Yu

In order to ensure safety, the Xuanyuan people walked through the underworld, where the sun was not seen, and the sky was like splashing ink.

The gloomy wind blew, the grass surged, and the group gradually revealed.

A few luan birds and red phoenixes opened the way, and there were people guarding them in all directions. Each person held a golden chain, and the chain was connected to the black giant cage and tightly bound the person.

It was Chu Yu.

Bi Fang turned into a red crane and landed on the eaves hook on the black prison. Looking at him, he couldn't help feeling emotional.

A sword cultivator, without a sword, is actually so terrifying.

He was sitting in the center, holding his head up like he was sleeping, his long hair hanging down, and the embroidered jade white robe forming a perfect arc. The lips are bright red, the complexion is extremely pale, the outline is deep, and there is a sadness hanging down from the tip of the eyes, a kind of creepy and rotten mood.

Quite infiltrating.

Sensing that someone was looking at him, Chu Yu hooked her lips and pulled out a smile, "Little Queer... Look again, put your eyeballs down."

Grass, Bi Fang really didn't dare to look at it again.

He was also the young master of the Xuanyuan clan. He held back his heart palpitations, and was arrogant and arrogant, "You, you don't even have a sword! How dare you talk to me like that..."

Chu Yu turned her head to the side, her pupils were dark and dull, she volleyed off the dead branches, flipped her hand and shot, the sword intent was more strange and sluggish, and volleyed along Bi Fang's flank.

A red red feather was firmly nailed to the distant giant tree.

He was really asking for trouble.

The air of thunder surged in from the chain, and the spiritual power repulsed, the golden light kept flashing, and swept into his meridians with lightning speed, which was extremely painful.

Bi Fang turned his head, uttered a foul language, and said, "I don't see it, why do you do this."

The demon clan fears the strong, and strength represents everything. Bi Fang's mood is extremely complicated.

Elder Xuanyuan stroked his beard and sighed, "It's a pity."

"You have to fight with Mr. Bi." Bi Fang shrank his feathers, and gave Chu Fan another grudge in his heart.

"Not to mention that there are so many foxes in the Tianshan Mountains, sir, he has never had a defeat since he reached the sky." Bi Fang felt that he was pitiful, and wanted to persuade him, "Chu Jianxiu, they are in love with each other, why should you be wrong? Be the wicked one."

"When the devilish obsession comes into your head, you and Jiang Feng become the same, and Chu Fan might not even recognize his brother."

"Why..." Chu Yu wiped away the blood stains on her lips with her fingertips, her eyes were hidden, and her voice rolled like gravel, "It was clearly me who came first."

Bi Fang hissed and was about to speak again, but just as he opened his mouth, he heard a bell.

The jingling bells were crisp and clear, like a percussion of jade, and a figure stood in front, covered in black robes, exuding the aura of Kunlun.

Luanniao and Chihuang were all stagnant in front of them. They were silent for a moment, then suddenly bowed and shouted.

"Congratulations to the demon master."