"Um...comfortable!"

The Gorefiend squatting in the bathroom showed a relaxed expression, and it was really different to clear the stomach.

"Eh... this broken place doesn't even have a toilet paper."

The Gorefiend probed his palm and found that there was no tissue in the toilet, his face immediately became a little embarrassed.

"Brother, do you need this thing?"

The pit next to him handed a roll of tissues, and the blood demon quickly took it, which was a great help.

"I want to ask you about one thing, do you know the blood demon?"

Zhao Yi suddenly stood in front of the blood demon and said with a smile.

"It's me...boy, who are you?!"

The blood demon subconsciously responded, and then seemed to feel something was wrong, and a dangerous arc across his eyes.

"If that's the case, then go and die."

The smile on Zhao Yi's face gradually became cold, his handprints changed, and the spiritual power in his body circulated to the palm of his hand in a specific route.

The Gorefiend was a gold medal-level killer anyway. He seemed to feel that something was wrong. Just about to fight back, Zhao Yi immediately slapped his shoulder with a big hand.

"poison!"

The blood demon's shoulders became numb in an instant, and then, a poisonous volcano swept toward his body.

The Gorefiend struggled for ten minutes, and finally died in the toilet.

This is not to blame the Gorefiend, after all, the intensity of the poison is really a headache, and even Zhao Yi has been tortured by him for this period of time.

Fortunately, Zhao Yi had successfully made a breakthrough, cultivated spiritual power, and was able to control the poison.

I am afraid that Gorefiend is the most aggrieved one in the anti-kill list in the "Night" organization...

"The spirit weapon given to Ye Lingyao...reacted again!"

Before he could search for any information about the "Night" organization in the blood demon, Zhao Yi immediately sensed something, and his face immediately became difficult to look at.

Although he temporarily took a few days off, he didn't expect that someone would attack Ye Lingyao at this time!

"Huh!"

At the thought of the poisonous needle Ye Lingyao blocked for him, Zhao Yi's expression gradually became savage, without stopping at all, he rushed away in the direction of Yunlan University!

...

"Ah! Sister Ling Yao really, the performance is about to start, why isn't it coming yet."

In the city center of Beiming, a large venue was built here. At this time, the place was overcrowded, and various paintings of calligraphy and piano were performed on the stage, which was quite distinctive.

Zhao Qin secretly looked outside from the backstage, except for the crowded audience, but did not see Ye Lingyao.

"It's estimated that your friend encountered something that was delayed. Anyway, it will take some time for you to perform."

At the side of Zhao Qin, the girl who was also participating in the performance smiled, although she was an opponent, she was also cheering for her.

"Ok."

Zhao Qinling lightly tapped his head, beautiful eyes staring at the outside of the field, always looking for two figures.

...

"Boom!"

Outside Yunlan University, there was a barrier that was invisible to the naked eye. Two figures passed by each other, and the battle entered a white-hot state.

"I didn't expect your little girl to be so difficult to deal with. If that's the case, then you can only use tricks to trap you and ask about Zhao Yi's whereabouts!"

Monk Wunian took a palm shot, and although Ye Lingyao shook back, there was no substantial damage.

"Give up, this lady won't be killed so easily!"

Ye Lingyao raised her snow-white chin and said with a little pride, but she stared at Monk Wunian very vigilantly.

After fighting him a few tricks, he discovered that this guy was not cultivating inner strength, but a strange force.

"Die!"

Monk Wunian sneered, staring at Ye Lingyao with his cold eyes, as if he were looking at a dead person.

His hands changed fingerprints, and the crutch beside him was like a snake crawling on the ground quickly.

"This……"

Ye Lingyao stared at this weird scene, but what was even more weird was that she seemed to have seen this kind of attack in a dream.

"hiss!"

The spirit snake transformed by the crutch quickly came to Ye Lingyao, taking advantage of the latter's dumbfoundedness, and immediately rushed on it.

"Om!"

At the moment when the spirit snake was bitten, a strong light burst out of Ye Lingyao's body, and the spirit snake flew out.

At the same time, the bracelet that Ye Lingyao was carrying had only two of the three beads left on it.

"This is... a spirit weapon! Little girl, tell me where you got it from!"

Monk Wunian suddenly appeared shocked, staring at the bracelet in Ye Lingyao's hand, and there was a touch of coveting in his eyes.

"What kind of magic weapon, I don't know!"

Ye Lingyao was also surprised. The bracelet Zhao Yi gave her seemed to have saved her life again.

"Don't tell me... I have my own way!"

Monk Wunian sneered, and immediately bit his finger, and blood dripped on the snake.

Immediately afterwards, the spirit snake immediately emitted a burst of strong red light, and its body turned into a red long whip.

It seemed to be alive, and actually entangled Ye Lingyao's body, no matter how the latter broke free, it could not get rid of it.

"What the **** is this!"

Ye Lingyao's face changed slightly, the more she struggled, the tighter the whip became trapped, and the bracelet Zhao Yi gave her did not bounce off the whip like just now.

"You asked me if you were wearing a magic weapon."

Monk Wunian sneered and said, "Well, first put the spirit weapon in your hand in your bag, and repair it and it will be available to me!"

Monk Wunian saw greed in his eyes, and walked quickly towards Ye Lingyao.

"No!"

Ye Lingyao desperately shook her head, but the more she resisted, the tighter she tightened the whip, and she could only watch Monk Wunian poke her palm.

"Hey! Take your dirty hands away."

Monk Wunian's palm stayed in the air, and he scanned the surroundings, but he didn't find the person who was speaking.

"Zhao Yi!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Ye Lingyao's small face showed a touch of surprise. I don't know why, as long as Zhao Yi comes, this strange guy in front of him will be unlucky!

"Oh? Are you the one I've been looking for? It's really interesting."

Monk Wunian narrowed his eyes slightly, his handprint changed, and a hole was immediately opened in the barrier, and Zhao Yi strode in.

"It's exactly the same as the photo. You are Zhao Yi who hurt my brother."

Monk Wunian put away his whip and looked at Zhao Yi vigilantly, being able to find him through the enchantment was difficult to deal with.

"It's okay."

Zhao Yi lifted Ye Lingyao up, and the latter shook his head slightly, except for the multiple strangulations on his body, nothing serious.

"Boy, have you listened to me!"

Seeing Zhao Yi completely ignored him, he was immediately furious.

Zhao Yi heard the words, as if he had just noticed Monk Wunian, but in the next sentence, he almost died of anger.

"Ah, there seems to be something like this, then again, who are you?"