The personal sycophant of the villainous empress.

If it weren't for something wrong, she would never let go of such a handsome and sweet man.

"Sect Master Mu, as long as you promise to let me go, I will not touch him, otherwise..."

The Holy Maiden of Hehuan looked at Mu Ningzhen, who was facing her from a distance, feeling a little uneasy in her heart.

She didn't know Su An, but she probably guessed that this was the young prince who lived in Tianshui Sect. Being able to take out the spiritual treasure showed that his identity was definitely extraordinary and could not be as simple as an ordinary prince.

I just don't know if Mu Ningzhen will be able to use the rat weapon.

Mu Ningzhen frowned, but she still put away the long sword in her hand.

"Let him go and spare your life."

"Of course." Saintess Hehuan also breathed a sigh of relief.

She licked the corner of her mouth and looked at Su An with some pity. Such a good person could not be picked up by her, "Little brother, stand still and let sister give you a restraint. Don't move."

She stretched her hand towards Su An's chest, and a pink restriction formed in her hand.

There is no need to use the restraint to kill Su An, it only needs to be able to hold Mu Ningzhen for a moment so that she has to help Su An unlock the restraint first and have time to escape.

The moment she was about to touch Su An, a flash of blood suddenly flashed.

The Saintess of Acacia paused for a moment, a look of astonishment flashed in her eyes, her abdomen broke instantly, her upper and lower body separated instantly, and fell to the ground.

The figure of Bianhua appeared next to Su An, looking at the Saint of Acacia with cold eyes.

"How come... there is still a Pure Yang." The Saint of Acacia showed pain in her eyes. The blow just now not only cut off her physical body, but also wounded her soul.

She was entirely on guard against Mu Ningzhen, but she didn't notice Bian Hua hiding aside.

In addition, Bianhua herself is a killer, and as soon as she takes action, she will directly attack the Saint of Albizia and seriously injure her.

Bianhua raised her hand again, ready to kill this person.

"Wait, don't kill me!" Saintess of Hehuan's pupils shrank, and she quickly begged for mercy, looking at Su An pitifully:

"Little brother, please spare my sister. My sister is willing to surrender. As long as you let me go, my sister is willing to do anything to let you experience the pleasure you have never experienced before."

As she spoke, she tried her best to look delicate, but with only half her body, she really looked a little bit devilish.

The way she looks now, she doesn't have any majesty of a pure Yang strongman, she is like a puppy wagging its tail begging for mercy.

Bianhua paused her movements and looked at Su An, waiting for him to make a decision.

At the same time, Mu Ningzhen, Chu Yin, Xiao Yuluo, Feng Luan who was suppressing the leader of the Blood River Sect, Tu Shengnan who was holding the head of Monk Dingguang and others all looked at Su An.

Wait, Katsuo, why are you just joining in the fun?

Tu Shengnan seemed to be aware of this, and casually threw Monk Dingguang's head away, scratched his head, and turned to hit the leader of the Blood River.

As upright as she is, she means picking her head.

Su An remained calm and looked at the beautiful Acacia Saint in front of her with a calm face. She was indeed good-looking, but...that's all.

"Sorry, I don't like dirty things," he said.

After receiving Su An's reply, Bianhuahua no longer held back.

"Wait, I can be your dog, please forgive me..."

Stab it!

Blood light penetrated from her body to her soul, her beautiful eyes gradually became dead, and her beautiful face lost all life.

A pure Yang strongman fell in such humiliation.

Su An stepped on the beautiful lifeless head.

"Bah, you dare to threaten me."

It was pitch black under the Insight Technique, and I dare to say that I truly surrendered to him.

The leader of Blood River's eyes widened, and his soul trembled with fear.

There were five Pure Yangs when they came, but now he is the only one left.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Blood God Escape!"

A huge phantom in the blood sea appeared behind him. The dead souls in the blood sea were wailing. He could not see the end at a glance, and the rich blood light enveloped his whole body.

Immediately afterwards, the boundless sea of ​​blood evaporated, and his whole body turned into a skinny and sluggish appearance, but the blood light became more and more dazzling.

Tu Shengnan and Feng Luan were both forced back by the bloody light.

Then, the leader of Blood River transformed into a streak of blood and escaped thousands of miles away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

On the demon cultivator's side, only Old Ghost Xiao was left who was still fighting with the black bird Si Chunyang.

A smile that was even uglier than crying appeared on his face, and he looked at the group of pure Yang warriors surrounding him: "Is it too late for me to surrender now?"

"Collude with demonic cultivators and you should be punished!"

As soon as Su An's voice fell, five attacks hit Old Ghost Xiao at the same time. He couldn't even scream.

"Xuanniao Secretary Wu Yang has met Mr. Suhou."

Only then did middle-aged Chunyang come over to say hello to Su An.

He is the commander of the Qingzhou Black Bird Division, and Su An is the deputy commander of the headquarters. The two are considered to be at the same level.

However, Su An has more than just that position. In addition, as a member of the Xuandiao Department, he is well-informed and naturally knows that the identity of Lord Su is that he is a popular person around His Majesty. It can be said that Jane is in the heart of the emperor and dare not neglect.

"You're welcome." Su An did not put on airs, chatted with Commander Wu for a few words, and inadvertently mentioned:

"Commander Wu, the main lineage of the Xiao family has colluded with demon cultivators..."

"Don't worry, Lord Su, I understand, I understand!" Wu Yang saw Su An's expression, understood instantly, and responded with a smile.

Anyway, the evidence that the Xiao family colluded with the demon cultivator is conclusive, and now that the only Chunyang of the Xiao family has died here again, why not be a favor.

Then this pure Yang strongman consciously led the people of Xuantiao Division to clean up the scene and set foot on the fairy boat to return.

"Su An, that's your name."

After arranging some things and leaving the matter of reorganizing the sect to Feng Luan, it was already three poles above the moon when Mu Ningzhen came to Su An.

There was a sneer in the eyes like autumn water: "It seems that you have a good relationship with women."

Fortunately, I felt guilty before, but I didn't expect that this kid was also a passionate person.

Even his eldest disciple has some thoughts about him.

Su An sighed, took two steps forward, and looked at the sky with distant eyes. The cold moonlight hit his face, with a bit of melancholy: "Actually, my heart is also very painful. My dream is to be together for the rest of my life. But my father died young, and before he died he said he wanted to see me marry more wives."

"My parents' orders cannot be violated, and I have no choice but to bear the pain and violate my heart, tearing my heart into pieces."

"How about I show you what your heart is made of that can tear it apart so much?" Mu Ningzhen asked while wiping the sword in her hand.

"No need!" Su An refused with a serious face.

Seeing his appearance, Mu Ningzhen chuckled. Then she seemed to feel that she had lost her majesty and restrained her smile: "Don't go out and talk nonsense about some things, you know?"

"Is it okay as long as you don't tell me?" Su An suddenly came over, and the hot body temperature passed through her clothes and was faintly transmitted to her body.

Mu Ningzhen trembled.

Is this guy just sure that he won't do anything to him?

She took a step back and distanced herself, "Don't make it difficult for me."