The blood-red eyes turned into a red glow, and slowly fell next to the original bloody eye on the middle-aged man's forehead. 126shu

At this time, the middle-aged man, the blood eyes belonging to him in the center of the forehead are all open, and the blood eyes belonging to the three-eyed blood pupil crow are slightly oblique and leaning on the left side, and the blood eyes are not open, but slightly open a slit, just as the three-eyed blood pupil crow said before he died, it will take half a month for the middle-aged man to fully fuse and absorb back the one-third of the power he lost, and at that time, this slightly oblique blood eye will also be truly opened.

However, it is not complete enough.

He also lacked a bloody eye that should have leaned on the right side, and the person who was transformed by that bloody eye guarded the young son of the Xili Royal Mansion who inherited his bloodline and all his honor on the top of the snowy region.

At this moment, the delicate heart that was sealed by the pale silver ice and snow in the palm of the middle-aged man's palm beat violently at this time, and after his palm stiffened, he immediately trembled as if he couldn't help himself.

In the raging flames in the distance, Yan Luo's lifeless body gradually had a cold aura slowly rising.

'Knock knock...'

The delicate heart in the palm of the middle-aged man's hand beat violently in an instant, and a cold aura that was the same as Yan Luo's body in the flames diffused, and the middle-aged man shrank his hand like a sting, and the entire palm of his hand had been deformed and blackened by the piercing fire.

The body of the dignified Nine-Star Spirit Emperor, even an artifact could not break through the spiritual power barrier and hurt him in the slightest, but now he was damaged by the Immortal Fire on a heart.

However, the middle-aged man didn't care about this, his eyes were firmly fixed on the delicate heart that had been suspended since he withdrew his hand.

Linglong's heart is still beating violently, and the cat-shaped soul that shines with strange light seems to be also being pulled, obviously illusory and lifeless, but it slowly begins to turn into a slender human body of nearly one meter nine, the silver and gorgeous demon python robe is flamboyant, the long orange hair is tied up with a purple jade crown, and then poured down from the crown, the length hangs straight down and the feet are naked, and a cold snow jade-like face in the hair is strikingly similar to Yan Luo, but Yan Luo is still a teenager, and the person who is transformed by this cat-shaped soul is more mature, twenty-three or four years old, and Yan Luo is also delicate and naturally intoxicated and beautiful, but also has the unique demon of the demon clan, and a small and exquisite cat ear on both sides of the crown between the orange hair is slightly erectedIn addition, there is a demon pattern unique to the demon clan on the tip of his right eyebrow, and his demon pattern is the arc of the electric pattern of the fur on the feline, and the color is also orange, but it is a few points darker than the hair color, and it shines brightly on the skin of the cold snow jade.

The middle-aged man looked at the person transformed by the cat-shaped soul, and his eyes flashed in his blood pupils.

'Aren't you reconciled? ’

'The soul is gone, why not go to the future, as long as you pay the price, you can have it again.' ’

'If you're not reconciled, let's fight again......

Nineteen years ago, Tianyuan met a fox, a poisonous seed, just like this.

Linglong's heart flew to Yan Luo from the palm of the middle-aged man's hand, turned into a streamer, and fell into Yan Luo's heart pierced by the soul-killing blood dragon fang, the artifact soul-devouring blood dragon tooth that was originally inserted in the chest was pushed out of the wound little by little, suspended on one side, Yan Luo's broken heart was surrounded by streamers, the wound slowly recovered, and in the blink of an eye, the skin of the clothes was snow-white and flawless, and there was no flaw at all.

The middle-aged man looked at all this, his throat trembled, and he whispered hoarsely: "Put it to death... And then in the afterlife, this is my last chance ......."

There seemed to be echoing in his ears the last words of the three-eyed blood-pupiled crow before it completely disappeared - 'What kind of situation do you want to harm her before you give up?'

When to stop......

I just wanted to take one more look at her before she disappeared completely.

Everything I did was just to get Xi'er back.

As for the common people and right and wrong, it has nothing to do with me.

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