didn't want the next sword to knock him over, and wanted to appease Su Meng's heart. Su Meng seemed to be still very awake, or she was fighting against the nightmare, her hands trembled, holding the sword that was half stained with blood, and then shook her head, as if there was something in her mouth, she turned her head and hurriedly ran out of the delusional house.

Fu Banbian pulled out the sword in his heart, fortunately there was a sword spirit, and the sword piercing was not deep or heavy. Thinking about the seriousness of this matter, he took his sword and chased after Su Meng.

Ye Xianchen stared at the sword beside him, the cold light of the blade reflected a face that had lost its original appearance due to revenge, three thousand white hairs, tied back of his head, and his eyebrows reflected his eyes, like fire in the dark, which was hope and despair.

The wound on the left arm, under the imprint of the phoenix feather, healed quickly, without injury and pain. The Witch God Gu Journey has been, and the Ghost Clan's Eternal Scroll records that the owner of the Phoenix Feather Mark, the wound is not broken, and no one can bear it, if it appears at the same time, it must be a killing act, if it is solved, there is no solution, if it is not solved, there is a solution.

Could it be that he and Feng Xiao are destined to be incomprehensible?

He didn't believe it. He is a son of hatred, and he can only be his enemy.

Ye Xianchen glanced at the room, picked up his sword and turned and ran away.

The lonely mound behind the ghost platform, sitting alone in the wind, and a thousand candles blooming faintly, illuminating the road ahead for the lost.

Ye Xianchen threw away his sword, leaned against the stele, and silently raised his head, the full moon of the ghost moon platform had climbed the treetops, and the stars were twinkling, like naughty children. The night wind flickered, shaking the branches, messing up the sideburns, messing up the thoughts, and in a trance, under the moonlight, I saw the former figure again.

The black robe is like a lotus flower blooming in the night, with the beauty that only belongs to the night, she is speechless, the light in her beautiful eyes, like reproach, like concern. Many times, she had gazed at Ye Xianchen like this, but she didn't get close to the front half a step, just because it was an illusion that would dissipate at the slightest touch.

The shackles around his neck locked him up, including freedom.

After a few pages and a few lines, she was already tired of it, Feng Xiao stroked the gun and muttered to herself: "What is the battle contract? Hmph! Ye Xianchen, you also want to win me? ”

The lights flickered, shaking the originally orderly thoughts, and suddenly, the figure holding the peach blossom sword reappeared. He rubbed the bone flute, and if it weren't for her, he might have died.

Obviously, she is the enemy of the ghost clan, why did fate play such a joke on him and be his own savior, which requires him to do something to her in the future.

Feng Xiao thought about it, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows angrily, and actually smashed the cup in her hand. Suddenly, his thoughts stopped, the cup cut his hand, and the water spilled, he shook his hand, got up to wipe the water, and the scars on his hands disappeared in an instant.

The abyss of death, the place of slaughter, the faint lights, ignite the atmosphere to the weird, the people in the barrier, concentrating and condensing, surrounded by evil power, still can't break through that bottleneck, obviously only one step away, can dominate.

Suddenly, he thought of Feng Xiao and Ye Xianchen. The Ghost Moon Platform is not calm, and there is no news from the people sent to monitor it, and now that the Biluo Abyss has broken the seal, it is only necessary to wait for the return of the Demon Ancestor Sanzhu Incarnation, and the next step of the plan can be executed. While there is nothing to do, Feng Xiao will inevitably not go to Su Meng.

As for Nightstrings, are you really hiding in the Ghost Moon?

When Concubine Poison Xiang was executed on Chinese New Year's Eve, he bound Ye Xianchen and left it to a maid to raise, and since then, he has ignored and lost news of him. Now I suddenly heard that it was a surprise.

The abyss, the dead silence, the desolation, and the cold rain stand silently, as if looking for memories of the past.

Si Chen looked up and was very impatient: "Leng Yumo, let's go back to Lingxichuan, we will be suspected if it is late." ”

"Hmm. Leng Yumo turned around and walked out.

"Hey, what were you thinking, so distracted. ”

"It's not about you. ”

"Hey, you're with me. ”

Leng Yumo didn't want to go down with him, and walked out of the Blazing Offering Hall quickly, and the surrendered Yan Demon had also retreated, as cold as ever, the high throne, sometimes, it was just a fictitious.

Ling Xichuan was already second, and Long Wanchen didn't see Leng Yumo when he woke up, and he was still waiting for him by the stream. Bai Yangxue and Xuan Qing have been monitoring for three years, their backs are sore and their legs are numb, Xuan Qing can't hold on for a long time, and they are shouting to go back to Banxue Tower, to see how Xianzun is doing. Seeing that Bai Yangxue had been indifferent, he shouted even louder.

"Who's where?!"

Long Wanchen heard the movement by the stream, and under vigilance, he walked over to this side, but in his heart he hoped that it was Leng Yumo squatting in the grass.

Bai Yangxue secretly screamed badly, and hurriedly blocked Xuan Qing's mouth that had been shouting. Just as Long Wanchen was about to approach the grass, the voice behind her made her stop her curious steps.

"Wanchen, what are you doing here?"

Long Wanchen looked back in shock, and when she saw that it was the person she had been waiting for, she flew and pounced on that person.

"Yumo, you're finally back. I'm so scared when you're not here at night," Long Wanchen blamed him, and then pulled him back to the front of the house, continuing as he walked: "Where have you been?

Leng Yumo glanced back at the grass, Long Wanchen only cared, but didn't listen carefully. Faintly, he had a feeling of being watched. However, he didn't want to alarm Long Wanchen, so he didn't react much.

"It's just a bit of a personal affair lately. Leng Yumo stroked the long hair on his forehead, and his voice was clear, "In short, it has nothing to do with you, knowing too much is not good for you." ”

Seeing that they were walking away, Xuan Qing took away Bai Yangxue's hand that was blocking his mouth, and couldn't help but say, "When did Sister Long become like this? At first, he shivered a few times.

"Let's go back to the Snow Tower. ”

"I can finally go back. ”

"Click. ”

"Oh, yes. ”

In the grass, a wind swept by, blowing the bamboo forest, and a few dead leaves were dropped, and they were buried on the ground. Si Chen glanced in that direction and was not moved, on the contrary, Leng Yumo smiled lightly, and he had already affirmed his guess in his heart.

At this time, the fish grilled by Long Wanchen was already ready, although it lacked some heat, but it was still quite delicious to eat.

The people in the ice coffin were speechless, the side palace was silent, the temperature was very high, and the hands of the ice coffin were gradually cold, even if they were silent and tearful, it was difficult to melt the ice of this thousand years.

"Why didn't you see the tomb of the demon concubine?"

Si Chen looked around.

"The mother concubine has been devoured by her father, so naturally there is no grave. ”

The cruel fact is like tearing out the heart.

"Where did the two devils go?"

Suddenly speechless,

Suddenly, the dark clouds covered the moon, obscured the stars, lightning and thunder, as if a rainstorm was coming, I saw him raise his gun to gather evil power, with the power of a thousand jun, slashed towards the seal, just like when he broke the sun and moon rune, the white light thundered and flashed, the seal suddenly showed cracks, he seized this momentary opportunity, cut it again, but it was the defense of the seal, slightly inferior.

"Boom~"

Flying outside with a palm and a fist, he was relieved, and at the same time the seal was broken, the dazzling white light flashed, the seal was broken, the divine power was overflowing, and he went towards the other side of the night sky, and the person was also like a bird with broken wings, and was shocked out by the power.

"Poof!"

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