Crazy! The cold master fell in love with me, she ran away from him

Chapter 149 Ying Feihong

Li Nian's eyes lit up, and there was a hint of pride in his words, "I took advantage of their inattention and secretly set up a formation to trap them inside. Once all the minions are dead, we'll attack the remaining two together and finish them off."

He narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a calm voice, "Oh? Everything is settled?"

Li Nian blinked, stretched out his hand to indicate a number, and said awkwardly, "Well... there was another one who was too powerful. I couldn't beat him and he ran away."

Su Yu raised his eyelids slightly, his face was calm, but two pieces of ice flakes condensed in his glass-like eyes.

Li Nian felt a chill run down her spine. She shook Su Yu's hand and said in a soft voice, "Master, do you know that man? I promise I'll run away the next time I see him and won't cause any trouble."

Su Yu pulled his hand out and looked at her deeply. "That man is the Demon Lord's master Ying Feihong, second only to the emperor and above all others."

Li Nian was stunned, and several images flashed through her mind. No wonder she felt that he looked familiar. When she went to the Demon Realm in her previous life, he... was there too.

Whenever she thought of Yuxia's miserable appearance in her previous life, her heart felt like it was stabbed by a knife, and the pain went deep into her bones.

She hid the emotions in her eyes, "Is his status higher than that of the Demon Prince? But his cultivation seems to be at the Nascent Soul stage, right?"

"Yes, although his cultivation is not high, he is extremely sinister. He was the one who commanded the last war, which caused great suffering and countless lives were lost."

Li Nian was still thinking, when he suddenly remembered something and stood up abruptly. "Master, I heard their conversation that night. If we lose the Blood Phoenix Wood, they're going to dig up our spiritual roots. Aren't my brothers in danger now?"

Su Yu frowned and said in a deep voice, "I have just sent a telepathic message to Bai Ji and the others to return to the inn quickly."

Seeing Li Nian's anxious expression, he said, "I just went back to the sect and discussed with all the major sects. Only then did I learn about the demon clan's intentions."

Li Nian asked, "Master, are they breaking the barrier to allow the ancient demonic energy to invade and be used by them?"

Su Yu pursed his thin lips and nodded, his eyes filled with solemnity.

Demon domain.

The night was deep and dark, and it seemed like a jackdaw was flying by, exchanging two shrill cries, adding a bit of weirdness to the originally lonely night.

A dark palace, with blood rising into the sky, a fishy smell, and blood constantly surging.

The man in black held a long sword in one hand, and there was a chilling light in his eyes that was a mixture of ecstasy and bloodthirstiness.

The palace was covered in large patches of blood. A man with an angry face said angrily:

"Yan Ye, you dare?!"

Yan Ye looked up, the dim light in the palace reflected in his eyes, and his eyes suddenly became fierce.

Holding the long sword in one hand, he thrust it fiercely into the man's abdomen. He sneered, "Shandang, why wouldn't I dare?"

Shan Dang was nailed to the ground, his facial features distorted with pain. He opened and closed his hands several times, but could not gather any demonic energy, and could only be slaughtered.

"Father will not allow you to do this. Even if you kill me, you will not get any good results." Shan Dang said with difficulty, a hint of pride in his eyes.

After listening to this, Yan Ye simply pulled out his sword and then gently scratched his body with the tip of the sword stained with countless blood, very calmly.

Shan Dang seemed to have seen something, his eyes gradually became terrified, he moved his body backwards, trembling all over.

Yan Ye gave a cruel smile, and there was a hint of interest in his slightly narrowed eyes.

Under Shan Dang's horrified gaze, he slowly thrust his sword between his legs and pressed down hard.

"Ahhhh---"

A scream broke the silent night. Shan Dang covered his lower body with his hands and rolled on the ground, with blood all over the floor.

This was the scene Yun'ai saw when he came in. He leaned against the wall and spoke in a very casual voice.

"Oh, is it so exciting?"

Yan Ye looked at him slowly, tightened the sword in his hand, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Shan Dang seemed to have seen a life-saving straw. He convulsed all over and crawled towards Yun'ai little by little, stretching out his blood-stained hands and trying to grab the hem of his clothes.

Yun'ai just smiled faintly, and a hint of disgust flashed in her peach blossom eyes. He took a step back and avoided his hand.

Blood flowed from the corner of Shan Dang's mouth, and his eyes were filled with the desire for life. "Save me, second brother, please."

Yun'ai opened his magic fan and fanned it gently, looking down at the disheveled man, with a slight redness at the corners of his eyes.

"Do you want me to save you?"

Before Shan Dang could say anything, Yan Ye, who was standing beside him, curled up his lips in a sarcastic smile, his expression becoming even colder.

"You want to save him?! Hahahaha! Save the man who killed your sister with his own hands?"

Yan Ye seemed to have encountered something funny and laughed very wildly.

Shan Dang's face turned even paler. He glanced at Yun Ai, who remained silent, and said hurriedly:

"No... that was an order from my father. I... didn't want to do that. I didn't want to kill Qiqian..."

Yun'ai paused slightly as she waved the folding fan, her lips still curled up slightly, but the smile did not reach her eyes.

He took a long stride and lazily sat down on the seat, "I'm not in the mood to talk about this with you."

Then he glanced at Yan Ye and said, "Aren't you going to kill him? Go ahead, so I can go back to sleep after you kill him."

Shan Dang looked at the two men in disbelief, his face as pale as a piece of paper. As Yan Ye kept approaching, he became more and more terrified.

"No... Yun'ai, save me. I can tell you about your sister. The child she gave birth to is not dead."

Yun'ai blinked gently, released a magic thread, grabbed Shandang's feet, and dragged him in front of her.

"Oh? Let's talk about it then."

His voice was indifferent and he seemed to have no interest, but Shan Dang knew that this was his last chance to survive and only Yun'ai could save him.

"When Qi Qian was captured, she gave birth to a stillborn baby in the dungeon. My father ordered me to throw the baby into the bloody cave. After I threw it in, I heard a baby crying."

Yun'ai's fingertips trembled slightly, and her smile became more obvious. "And then?"

Shan Dang licked his dry lips and said, "Nothing... nothing more."

That was an order from my father himself. Even if it was a dead baby, he would be ground into dust and pulverized.

Hearing the crying, he did not go down and kill him with his own hands, which was already his greatest mercy.

Yun'ai closed his eyes, feeling a little bitter in his heart. He suppressed all his emotions for a while. Under Shandang's expectant gaze, he raised his foot and kicked him on the shoulder.

"You can come and kill him now. I'm sleepy."

Yan Ye looked at this scene, smiled strangely, and the empty sleeve on his right arm shook.

Shan Dang was stunned for a moment, then shouted angrily, "You can't do this to me, I told you, you have to save me!"

Yun Ai chuckled softly and glanced at his bloody lower body with disdain. "It's useless anyway. It would be easier if he died. I'm helping you."

"No! I want to live. I am the next demon..."