Chapter 1684

The leading man in black was stunned and immediately shouted: "give it to me!"

All the subordinates, all of them, quickly surrounded Jun Aohan.

Jun Aohan directly kills Mo Hanlin with a fist. Immediately, his eyes fall on Ye Qingli.

Then, his heart suddenly hurt like a knife.

Ye Qingli's body is covered with blood, which looks terrible. You are so proud and cold that you can't even put your hands and feet away.

He quickly bent down: "blue glass, how are you?"

Ye Qingli is a little groggy at this time.

Just now, at the moment of escaping into the space, Mo Hanlin pulled it out again, which greatly damaged her spiritual power. Now, she is a little sleepy.

Hearing the familiar voice in her ear, her heart suddenly widened.

In her subconscious, the voice immediately let her heart down, and then she closed her eyes.

"You can help me with the rest!"

Ye Qingli said a word lazily, and then she fell asleep.

Jun Aohan was shocked. He felt as if he had fallen into the ice cellar.

At the moment when ye Qingli closed his eyes, he felt that his heart was like falling into the abyss, and his heartache could not be restrained and he could not breathe.

It's all these people who made her this way

"You are all going to die..."

Jun Aohan carefully put Ye Qingli on the ground, stood up, with cold eyes, like a demon from hell.

At the next moment, his figure is like lightning, rushing into the crowd!

"Bang! Bang! "

"Poof! Puff! Poof

A series of screams broke out in the crowd.

At a time when everyone hasn't responded and didn't have time to make a move.

Jun Aohan has drawn out the blood in his hand!

Blood refining God, born in response to blood, does not drink blood, never return scabbard!

At this moment, he is like a demon of purgatory!

The body is flying in the crowd, every sword, there must be a person on the ground.

Almost instantaneously, a large area of the crowd had been lying down.

Only the leader in black was left, looking at him in horror.

"Spare your life..."

He cried out in horror.

"I would like to serve you, make a blood oath, swear to the death!"

The loyalty of a seven level master is not available to anyone!

He doesn't believe that this man will be indifferent. If he kills so many people, his anger will subside!

"I just want you to die!"

Jun Ao said in a low voice.

The sword is as bright as blood.

In a twinkling of an eye, one of the few masters of Mo family has been directly cut into meat mud by Jun Aohan!

Satisfied with the blood refining, in the moonlight, it gives off a monstrous luster.

Jun Aohan turns back and carefully picks up Ye Qingli. After a moment's hesitation, he turns around and rushes towards the position of Minglang mountain.

Up to the back of the waterfall, Jun Aohan carefully holds Ye Qingli's body and places her on a stone platform in the center.

His movements are incomparably gentle.

I'm afraid I'll touch her.

Even if it is a fallen leaf, he will gently brush it away, never let it disturb the tranquility of Ye Qingli.

Ye Qingli's face is still covered with a lot of blood. Jun Aohan is at a loss. He dare not even wipe it.

He just wants to be here, quietly, and look at her like this.

Although the two people have experienced many times of life and death, it seems that there has never been such a time. As now, it makes Jun Aohan feel that ye Qingli's position in his heart is so important.