After Li Tian jumped out, he then walked in the air.

He used the mysterious wind step, which was so fast that it was scary.

On the street, you can only see a shadow flashing quickly at an incredible speed.

When the demons who were walking on the street saw a shadow flashing by, some were so scared that they hurriedly dodged, while others were so scared that they screamed.

There is no way, Li Tian’s speed is too fast.

In a blink of an eye, Li Tian had already flew outside the city.

Standing outside the city, unfortunately, I couldn't see Situ Ningbing's figure.

Outside the capital, the yellow sand is everywhere and the north wind is howling.

Li Tian stood in the barren and howling north wind, suddenly frowned, and his sharp eyes looked at the endless yellow sand and muttered, "Which direction are Ningbing and the others going?"

After thinking for a while, Li Tian suddenly closed his eyes slightly.

Then he condensed the accumulation of internal strength and consciousness of the whole body. Li Tian's current strength has reached the skill of Tongxuan's spiritual wisdom. So the moment he accumulates internal strength in his body, his ears are upright, and then he listens to any movement and still information coming from the cold wind.

Li Tian listened little by little.

Suddenly, Li Tian heard the sound of horse hooves running in the northwest direction.

The moment he heard the sound, Li Tian's bright eyes suddenly opened.

Then he smiled and said, "In the northwest."

As he finished speaking, Li Tian quickly spread his figure, and then his body quickly swept towards the northwest direction.

As the north wind whistled, Li Tian's figure disappeared in an instant.

...

But where did Situ Ningbing and the four high-level blood illusionists of the demon race go?

In the northwest direction outside the demon capital, there is a huge maple forest.

The maple forest is full of branches and leaves. When the cold wind blows, the withered yellow leaves fall from the maple tree, which looks quite artistic.

At this moment, I saw a lonely figure standing silently under this dense maple forest.

Looking closely, the man was the beautiful Situ Ningbing. It turned out that she had come here.

A distance of more than ten meters behind her were the four high-level blood illusionists who were protecting her.

Situ Ningbing stood in front of her alone, and a trace of unconcealed melancholy appeared on her beautiful and flawless pretty face. She seemed to be thinking about something...and she seemed to be thinking about something.

Just as Situ Ningbing stood in front, a demon blood illusionist in a black robe suddenly came over behind him.

"Saint, the air here is cold, and the saint's disease has just recovered, so I think we should go back soon." The black-robed blood illusionist looked at Situ Ningbing with concern and said.

But when Situ Ningbing saw him suddenly shook his head and said, "No, I want to stay here for a while."

"Saint..." The demon blood illusionist under the subordinate seemed to want to say something more, but Situ Ningbing suddenly reached out to stop him.

"Stop talking." Situ Ningbing said coldly.

The moment he heard Situ Ningbing's cold voice, the demon blood illusionist could only shut his mouth and dared not speak anymore, and then prepared to retreat.

At this moment, Situ Ningbing suddenly turned his head and looked at the demon blood illusionist who was about to retreat and said, "I'll ask you something, you want to give me a truthful answer now."

The blood illusionist heard Situ Ningbing say this, so he quickly said, "I will listen to the saint's answer."

Situ Ningbing turned her back, looked at the dead leaves flying down from the maple tree with beautiful eyes, and then murmured in her mouth: "I ask you, what did I look like before I became a saint? Also, why can't I remember what happened before? Why is my memory only happening for nearly a year or two?"

The blood illusionist suddenly heard Situ Ningbing's question in front of him, and his face changed suddenly.

The whole person stood there speechlessly.

"Saint, this...this...this..." The blood illusionist stammered in his mouth as if there was something unspeakable, so he didn't dare to answer.

Situ Ningbing suddenly turned her cold pretty face and looked at the bloody magician in front of her.

"Say it? I'm asking you." Situ Ningbing said with beautiful eyes to the bloody magician in front of her.

The blood illusionist looked pale and suddenly fell to the ground and said, "I dare not...I can't say it."

"Why? Why don't you dare to say it?" Situ Ningbing in front of her suddenly heard this guy say this, and was not only stunned.

The blood illusionist knelt on the ground, lowering his head and dared not say a word.

"Hmph, do you say it or not? If you don't say anything, I will kill you with one palm." Situ Ningbing said intimidating the bloody magician in front of him.

Who knew that the Blood Illusionist didn't even move and whispered: "Even if the Saint kills his subordinates, his subordinates dare not say it."

"Bastard, why don't you dare to say it?" Situ Ningbing said angrily.

Of course she couldn't really kill the subordinates in front of her, so she shouted angrily.

After hearing Situ Ningbing say this, the subordinate lowered his head and said nothing.

Situ Ningbing glanced at her subordinates coldly, and secretly felt: He dared not say anything in front of him. Could it be that there are people who are stronger than him that are putting pressure on these illusions?

In the entire imperial city, except for the Demon Emperor, no one has the right to be as great as her Saint Maiden. Could it be that the one who forbids them to tell the secret was his adopted father? Situ Ningbing suddenly thought in his mind.

"Is it because of my adoptive father? Because of the Demon Emperor?" Situ Ningbing suddenly turned his face and looked at the bloody magician under his command.

The blood illusionist under his command heard Situ Ningbing guessed it, and then knelt on the ground and said, "I can't say it... I really can't say it... As long as I dare to say a word, I will destroy the nine clans."

When Situ Ningbing heard this, she had a complete judgment in her mind.

"It seems that it was the adoptive father who gave the order! Because in the entire demon clan, only the Demon Emperor can issue an order to destroy the nine clans."

"Since that's the case, I can only go to my adoptive father in person and then ask carefully. The adoptive father loves me so much, and I believe he will tell him the truth." Situ Ningbing thought secretly in her mind.

After thinking about this, she glanced at the blood illusionist of the demon clan who was kneeling on the ground beside her and said, "Okay, you can get up! I won't ask you anymore."

"Thank you... Thank you Saint... Thank you Saint." The blood illusionist kneeling on the ground said while buzzing his head to thank Situ Ningbing in front of him, and said in the cold sweat that was wiping on his face.
Chapter completed!