Chapter 1248： Lord of the Demon Cult, don’t darken 31

She really looked at Tang Yi seriously,

"I will give you ten times the price of Si Yunxie, will you follow me?"

Such a subordinate can't be picked out of a million.

Tang Yi probably didn't expect that she would say this suddenly, so that he was stunned for a moment.

Then smiled

"The palace lord joked."

After speaking, he put on a polite posture

"Palace Master, please."

She held Xuan Tiejing loosely and held it up, and held it up and released her hand.

In the end, nothing was said.

Holding a sigh of relief, nodded, and could only leave with Tang Yi.

I thought that Tang Yi would take her to the'First Fragrance'.

In the end, he walked for a while, turned around after Tang and said to her

"Palace Master Lengyue, offended."

After that, two people in black raised her arms and flew straight to the southwest.

This flight took about half an hour, and she left Guyan City and came to a place she was not familiar with.

Just looking at the seven-story tower ahead, surrounded by lush foliage, surrounded by flowers, plants, and trees, it is also a good place.

There is a plaque on the high tower with the three words ‘Zhaoyu Pavilion’ written on it.

The handwriting is smooth and majestic.

As soon as she saw this name, she suddenly thought of Si Yunxie's previous siege.

Stepping on the ground, the man in black with her on both sides left, looking sideways, there was no one else except Tang Yi.

Tang Yi is still neither humble nor overbearing

"Palace Master, please."

She followed Tang Yi, and the two walked to the door of the high tower. As soon as they stood there, they smelled a pungent and strong **** smell.

And the more you go in, the stronger the smell.

Accompanied by a roar of anger and despair

"Si Yunxie!!!"

There was strong unwillingness in that voice.

The blood flowed to Xuan Yunzhi's feet, standing there and looking up.

One person, with iron claws pierced through his bones, with his hair scattered and humanoid, knelt in a pool of blood.

Behind him, a shadow guard pulled the man's hair and forced him to look forward.

The man struggled to no avail.

Following his sight, Xuan Yunzhi looked over.

There, piles of corpses piled up into hills.

The number of people who died is still increasing.

Scarlet blood was flowing at her feet, more and more.

What is blood flowing into a river?

Today, it can be regarded as an insight.

And Si Yunxie, standing right in the center, wearing a black robe, cold and indifferent, with pitch-black eyes, watched the unilateral massacre without a wave of sight.

Until, those eyes turned and turned to look at Xuan Yunzhi.

Faint eyes moved.

Tight thin lips confided

"come over"

Obviously, he didn't do anything, he just stood there with a **** breath of slaughter rushing over his face, but it was so strong.

She blinked and walked over honestly.

Then his gaze fell back to the restrained man with disheveled hair.

Confuse

"who is he?"

Si Yunxie glanced at her and found that she was not afraid.

Reached out, grabbed her arm, and drew the person towards her

"have you seen."

He confided in a cold and deep voice.

Xuan Yunzhi was at a loss.

She has seen it?

Staring at that face for a long time, then thought of the signboard of Zhaoyu Pavilion before entering the tower.

Suddenly flashed across his head that night, confronting Si Yunxie, the face of the leader in black.

"It's him?!"

Si Yunxie looked at her appearance, knowing that this woman had recalled.