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Emperor Nanyou's battle scars raised his eyes and looked at the sky, it was already late at night.

There were few cold stars in the sky, and under the refraction of the starlight, a lonely and arrogant figure appeared in the night sky.

The figure, so huge, seemed to cover the entire sky.

It is colder than the wind in the heights, and more ethereal than the clouds.

Central Plains Hou!

On the ancient Jiuzhou, except for the Central Plains Marquis who burned the plains in the past, who could make the battle scars of the Southern You Emperor feel this way.

Obviously, there are 50,000 elite soldiers behind him, but the scars of battle feel cold hands and feet.

This feeling has not been experienced in a long time.

Back then, there was only one person who made the scars of war feel like this.

When the man died, War Scars thought he wouldn't feel this way again.

Hong Mingyue also felt the ethereal, but ubiquitous terrifying coercion.

When she peeked at the figure above the starry sky, her delicate body trembled, and she almost couldn't hold it.

That back, why is it so familiar?

Is it him, is it him?

Hong Mingyue could hardly hold herself, who else would that back be besides Zitangsu.

How did Zitangsu come here, shouldn't he stay in the Lonely Moon Sea?

Could it be that Zitangsu came here for Ye Lingyue?

This thought made Hong Mingyue's heart almost burned out of a hole by jealousy, and it hurt so much that it was hard to breathe.

"Your Excellency is the Marquis of the Central Plains, in the battle scars of Emperor Youyou in the south, I came today, not to tear up the covenant, but to come today to pick up my wife. ”

It was not easy for War Scar to regain the ability to speak.

He didn't expect that the Marquis of Zhongyuan was really alive.

If he had known it a long time ago, even if there was only a little rumor, the scars of war would not have entered the Central Plains region so blatantly.

War Scar has been a demon emperor for hundreds of years, and his reaction is not slow, and his words are also punns.

As long as the Marquis of Zhongyuan lives for one day, the covenant cannot be broken.

This means that the battle scars cannot invade the territory of the ancient Jiuzhou, and as long as the war scars and the two demon kings do not invade the ancient Jiuzhou in the real sense, the Central Plains Marquis cannot personally attack the demon clan.

"One man, one hour, get out. ”

The battle scars had just been spoken, and above the sky, the figure only dropped a few words.

It doesn't matter if you are a demon emperor or something, in the eyes of that person, it is worthless.

Alone?

War Scar frowned, he was also a shrewd person, and after a little thought, he came to his senses.

The meaning of the Marquis of Zhongyuan is that he is only allowed to enter the Tongtian tribe alone, and as soon as he rescues Xiyan, he must take her away.

This answer is really simple and rudely tight.

The battle scars were sent away in front of 50,000 demon soldiers, but the war scars had no temper at all.

He waved his hand.

"The soldiers listened to the order, retreated thirty miles, and after an hour, withdrew to the demon realm. ”

After that, the battle scars didn't dare to ask more, and as soon as the figure passed away, he went to the Tongtian tribe.

As soon as he thought that Xiyan had met Di Xin, the heart of the battle scars went up and down.

After so many years, even if he became a demon emperor.

But a pair of gods, all the self-confidence and pride of the war scars have turned into nothing.

That man was born to deny him.

The demon soldiers got the order and quickly retreated.

The 50,000 elite demon soldiers, not to mention a few blinks of an eye, disappeared like a low tide.

In the dark night, Hong Mingyue was the only one left.

The cold wind blew from above, and Hong Mingyue shivered.

Why didn't she expect that the scars of war would directly leave her alone.

Above the void, the figure of the towering mountain is still there.

Hong Mingyue was sitting on pins and needles, and for a while, she didn't know what to do.

On the one hand, she was afraid of Zitangsu, and knew that it was best for her to leave quietly at this time.

But on the other hand, Hong Mingyue longed for Zitangsu's eyes in her heart, even if it was just a glance, she was willing.

Eye?

Hong Mingyue suddenly remembered something, and she subconsciously touched her face.

Since Xi Jiuye could mistake her for Ye Lingyue.

If Zitangsu really liked Ye Lingyue, then this face that was somewhat similar to Ye Lingyue, would he also be confused.

"Purple Hall Venerable, you ...... You are the Marquis of Zhongyuan?"

Hong Mingyue plucked up her courage, and just as she was about to speak, there was suddenly an extra person in front of her...... And a bird.

The Purple Hall and the Three Realms Eagle stood in the air.

When the Three Realms Eagle saw Hong Mingyue, he didn't react for a while, he cooed twice, and his eyes showed a look of wonder.

Why is this woman so similar to Apprentice Ye.

"You're blind, don't speak. ”

Zitangsu squinted his eyes and glared at the Three Realms Eagle.

The Three Realms Eagle's eyes almost didn't fall off.

The owner is getting more and more excessive, and actually says that it is blind?

！

Thinking that it is from heaven to earth, it is rare to see Pengkun Eagle, and its eyesight is poor and penetrating the sky and the earth.

Zitangsu didn't bother to pay attention to the Three Realms Eagle who was in a small mood.

Where is it like, so much uglier than the baby apprentice.

The eyes are not as big as the baby apprentice, the skin is not as white as the baby apprentice, the legs are not as long as the baby apprentice, and there is a stench of a fox on the body.

I really want to make a fire and burn this woman clean, Zitangsu only feels that this woman is very uncomfortable when she stays in her for a while.

At this time, Zitangsu suddenly noticed something.

He actually found a faint trace of divine power in Hong Mingyue's body.

Hong Mingyue is a human being, and she has the body refined by the demon clan, how can she have divine power in her.

And this divine power is not trivial.

Zitangsu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he remembered something.

This wisp of divine power comes from Xi Jiuye.

It was Xi Jiuye and Hong Mingyue that night that he accidentally entered Hong Mingyue's body.

That man, five hundred years later, is still so stupid.

Zitangsu's purple eyes sank slightly, with this wisp of divine power, the woman in front of her couldn't die.

This woman's life is adulterous, she is the reincarnation of a bad star, and her fate is evil, especially the same-sex relationship is very poor.

The women who fellowship with her are either dead or wounded.

Hong Mingyue saw Zitang staring at herself, and there seemed to be waves on her fairy-like face.

Hong Mingyue was ecstatic in her heart, and she only thought that Zitang Su was really herself.

"Your Excellency ......"

Hong Mingyue was shy.

Zitang raised his hand suddenly, and before his fingers touched Hong Mingyue, a cluster of black fire, like a winged moth, suddenly disappeared into Hong Mingyue's eyebrows.

"Your Excellency, spare your life!"

Hong Mingyue's beautiful eyes opened, and she was so frightened that the three souls lost their seven spirits, and she also knew the power of Zitangsu's black fire, thinking that Zitangsu was going to kill herself.

But after the black fire sank into her eyebrows, it disappeared in an instant.

Except for Hong Mingyue's stirring, nothing happened.

When Hong Mingyue opened her eyes again, Zitangsu had already disappeared.

Because of the disappearance of Zitangsu, the starlight in the sky also dimmed a lot for a moment.

Hong Mingyue broke out in a cold sweat.

She thought for a moment and quickly swept in the direction of the Tongtian tribe.

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