Soul Burial Qiu walked slowly in front of him, helped him up with a smile, and said in his ear: "I thought you were the same as Feng Xiao's Feng Yu mark, but I didn't want to be so unresponsible" Between the words, Soul Burial Qiu had inserted three silver needles into his right arm.

The silver needle entered the arm, and the power of the phoenix feather mark was imprisoned, and it lost its power in an instant. Ye Xianchen was in unbearable pain, snorted, but there was no longer the slightest strength to resist, and the fine beads of sweat on his forehead poured down like rain, slashing across his cheeks and staining the blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

"You..."

Ye Xianchen raised his hand hard and thought about it, but before he could finish, because of the silver needle, blood sprayed wildly. He used his evil power to force it out, but the silver needle seemed to take root and became stronger.

"Ye Xianchen," Soul Burial Qiu straightened up, letting Ye Xianchen lose his support and fall to the ground, "Your phoenix feather mark has been imprisoned by my silver needle, unless you cut off your arm, you won't pull it out." Hahaha~"

"You... I... There will be revenge. ”

The blurred sight, the white hair soaked with sweat, and the pale face became more and more idleness in the moonlight. In a trance, he saw the beautiful woman in black in his dream. He wanted to lie in her arms and fall asleep, but it was difficult to get his wish.

"Hmph, revenge!

The soul burial autumn brushed his sleeves away, and after leaving the ghost platform, he ordered the two to continue to monitor, and if Feng Xiao came back, they would go to tell him.

In fact, the soul burial autumn is not unaware, Feng Xiao went to the human race to find Su Meng, no matter what the relationship between them is, whether they are enemies or friends, he has to be careful, of course, there is Ye Xianchen.

However, the night string did not threaten him, with his current strength, he was not afraid, but he still needed to be careful, the initial restraint, and now the silver needle, were all to prevent his sudden counterattack. In this high position, any clue can become a hidden worry or even a threat.

Leng Wuge and Leng Yumo returned to Lingxi River, looking at the two breaths that gradually calmed down above the dense forest, Leng Yumo gradually raised his cold eyebrows, and said confidently: "Immortal Venerable, you really didn't disappoint me." ”

"What do you mean by this, is it possible that Immortal Venerable will be willing to help us?" Si Chen looked at the dense forest, a little puzzled.

"The sound of the puppet is comparable to the thunder of the sword, and the strength is not to be reckoned with, just because of this, the Immortal Venerable will willingly enter my Yan Zheng"

"Could it be that what Immortal Venerable saw would be an illusion?" Leng Wuge asked.

Leng Yumo sneered, did not answer, looked up at the moon in the night sky, and suddenly, he seemed to see the face of Yiren again.

"Demon..."Leng Wuge stepped forward and wanted to call Uncle Demon, but suddenly remembered Leng Yumo's words in the dense forest just now, and hurriedly changed his words: "Leng Yumo, then what should we do next?"

And so on. ”

"Huh?"

Leng Wuge was puzzled. If Fang just joined forces with him to break the seal and summon the puppet sound with the breath of the demon, it would be fake for the Immortal Venerable to close the seal again. How should we wait? Do we have to keep this place like this?

"Then I'll go back to Yuxiu Mountain first, if there is news, I will release the spirit butterfly, and I will come. ”

Leng Wuge's ten fingers moved, and suddenly turned into a butterfly, the thin wings fluttering in front of Leng Yumo's eyes, a little fluorescent like a phantom, just a glance can be nostalgic. Leng Yumo stretched out his hand and let it stop on his index finger.

"Farewell. ”

"Hell Butterflies, I didn't expect you to be interested. ”

Leng Yumo glanced at the butterfly on his finger, like a fluorescent, refracting the moonlight with thousands of brilliance. Once in Biciyuan, there were also these butterflies dancing among the flowers, Yiren stroking the qin, there were children frolicking, laughter, and now I remember, it seems to be echoing in my ears.

As his thoughts arose, he saw that the butterfly bit Leng Yumo's index finger, bloodthirsty and thirsty, and the thin wings were fluorescent, becoming more and more bloody and brighter. Leng Yumo frowned, and then used Yan Li to let him close his thirsty mouth.

"Leng Yumo, what's wrong with you?"

Si Chen saw that something was wrong with him, and stepped forward to ask, just when he saw the thirsty Yingdie, he slapped angrily and wanted to fan it away. However, Leng Yumo stopped him and explained, "Don't be impulsive. The Hell Butterflies are bloodthirsty, and I think my breath is too heavy, causing it to eat at a very high temperature. ”

"What?!" Si Chen put away his angry palms, his face full of surprise, "This butterfly is still so powerful, why can't this Leng Wuge be given to you." Si Chen was very angry, and muttered again, "I really don't know what kind of heart she has." ”

"Don't care what she wants, we," Leng Yumo looked at the dense forest, "just wait and see." ”

"What, do you really want to stand here all night?" Si Chen patted his paws and yawned, "Then look at it, I'm sleepy." ”

"Wait," Leng Yumo waved a few bamboo leaves, and the butterflies were wrapped in them, and then put them in front of Si Chen, "Help me put it away." ”

"I don't want it, you can take it and gnaw on it, let alone me. ”

Si Chen flew into the bamboo forest, found a quiet place, lay down and closed his eyes for a while, and fell asleep.

Leng Yumo was helpless, and he was just helpless to him, as for Long Wanchen, he looked at the wooden house in the dark, like a creeping beast. If she really recovers, it is inevitable that there will be no one who fights against each other. Leng Yumo is very clear about this.

Leng Wuge returned to Yuxiu Mountain, Yuxiu Palace at night, brightly lit, but faintly revealed a bit of loneliness, the bed was very big, not able to accommodate two spare hearts, the sleeping palace was very large, and two spare bodies could not be lived.

Changed back to the red robe of the past, took off the red makeup, when the lonely luan looked in the mirror, when it was hazy, he saw the person who used to comb and appliqué yellow for himself, the jade fingers brushed his hair, and his thoughts were like hair, and he became a mess in his heart.

The inadvertent sigh is a mourning for the deceased and a remembrance of the deceased father. She had never seen her father, and she had never been there before the Abyss was unsealed. Thinking that Leng Yumo is her uncle, her father must be similar to him.

"Mu Shaofeng, the Biluo Abyss has been unsealed, so is the puppet sound, and the butterfly charm is also in my hands, so, are you satisfied?"

The moon eyebrows are slightly raised, the words are indifferent, under the lights, in the Mingjian, Yiren is wearing makeup, a sinister smile hangs on his lips, and the candlelight is against the background, more like a succubus in a mural.

I took off my makeup, took off my robe, lay on the couch on my side, the fragrance of flowers lingered in my heart, I closed my eyes, fell into a dream, and the grievances of the day flew with the dream.

In the dense forest outside the Immortal Clan, in the cage, the puppet was quietly struggling, and the cold rain and silence's demonic aura made it think of the Demon Ancestor, even though the Immortal Venerable let the seal close, it was still difficult to stop its determination to break the seal.

At night, deep in the quiet dense forest, inside the sealed cage, the puppet was still struggling silently. The immortal qi and aura converged, adding power to the seal in a steady stream. The stronger the seal, the more struggling faded away.

Leng Wuge came early, and the soft moonlight sprinkled on her flowery clothes, making the butterflies on her clothes seem to have life, dancing in the moonlight. A pair of different pupils looked coldly at the dense forest under his feet, but Bai personally explored, but he hit the seal, almost letting the fairy spirit double qi take advantage of the void.

It's rare to cooperate with Uncle Demon, so I should have arrived earlier. Just thinking about it, at this moment, the demonic atmosphere in the east of the dense forest rose, and there was a person on the clouds, accompanied by the beast, and the hands were on the clouds.

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