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"Yanluo, the reincarnation of Xi'er, are you not happy?"

The angry voice of the three-eyed blood-pupiled crow continued to echo in the flames and in the hall.

Are you not happy?

Are you not happy?

The middle-aged man didn't react, he just looked at Yan Luo's corpse in the flames, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Looks like you're not happy. Among the three blood pupils of the three-eyed blood pupil crow, three lines of blood tears slowly flowed, its pupils were redder than before, the red eyes were dazzling, but the eyes looked at Yan Luo who was lifeless in the flames with great affection.

"Xi'er, he's not happy, but I'm happy for you, it's better for you to die than to stay with this enemy who destroyed you in your last life, this time you enter the reincarnation, you can stay away from him, you don't have to see this hateful face anymore, hahahaha......"

The phantom of the three-eyed blood-pupiled crow is getting fader and fainter, but there is a slender and perfect figure, and the figure of a young man with an extremely handsome face is blurry and flashing behind the phantom, and between the eyebrows of the handsome young man's eyes, there is also a blood-colored eye, and the gaze of his three eyes is looking at the middle-aged man outside the gap in the flames, and he curses coldly:" Back then, in order to reincarnate Xi'er's soul into the Luosu Empire, you inherited the bloodline of Xinu, and the emperor's body was three branches of the forbidden ancient secret arts, but as a result, the soul and strength and even the spirit emperor's transformation could no longer be united, and I was forced to create me and the person in Xili Wangfu, I am a twenty-year-old appearance of Ayaya, he is a thirty-year-old appearance of Ayaya, you are a forty-year-old appearance of Ayaya, in terms of strength, you are the strongest, he is second, I am the weakest, but because of the same soul, you can't kill us by yourself at all, and you can't even move the idea of killing, haha, you waited for hundreds of years and finally waited for one person to kill me, but unfortunately you don't have a second few hundred years, wait for another person to kill the person in Xili Palace, Now that Yan Luo is also dead, we are all free, only you, you are waiting in this lonely mortal world for the God to descend to the Spirit Emperor as soon as the thousand-year limit arrives, and you will be burned by the heavenly fire, hahahaha......"

The flames churned, and the phantom was burned by the flames, distorting the expression of the handsome young man like a demon.

Outside the gap, the middle-aged man who had been silent suddenly raised his sleeves, and a cat-shaped soul with a strange light flew out of the wide cuffs, quietly suspended in front of him, and then a blood-colored flew out and landed on the middle-aged man's palm.

It was a small and delicate heart frozen in cold silver snow, and it was held in his palm.

"No!"

The handsome young man in the flames saw the cat-shaped soul and the silver snow frozen exquisite heart at a glance, and was slightly stunned, and suddenly became angry: "Who gave you the soul and exquisite love of the Emperor of the Nine-Lives Cat Demon?!The Emperor of the Nine-Lives Cat Demon is infatuated with the nine-tailed natural fox of the demon clan, and only the innate fox can kill the Emperor of the Cat Demon...... You, why can you have the soul and exquisite affection of the Emperor of the Nine Lives Cat Demon?! Did you make any deal with that natural fox?Ayaya, you are a human race, how dare you be in the company of demons?!"

The handsome young man continued to howl, but he was dead, just a wisp of soul about to dissipate, and his form slowly faded.

In the flames, the three-eyed blood-pupiled crow looked at Yan Luo sadly: "What kind of situation do you want to harm her to before you give up?"

With a sigh, the three-eyed blood-pupiled crow turned into a puff of black crow feathers, fluttering and falling, and disappeared in the flames, leaving only a blood-red eye, which slowly flew towards the middle-aged man.