“……”

"Master!"

"Does the master not want me anymore?"

"Lord of Hades, I wish to serve you forever and forever. ”

"Guan'er, would you like to be my wife?"

"Guan'er, it's me who can't stand you. But the marriage has long been predestined, and I and Luan Weaving are the fate of the third generation, and I hope to be fulfilled. ”

"Birth, old age, sickness, death, love and parting, resentment for a long time, can't ask for it, can't let go...... Can't put it down...... Hahaha!

"Father, did you already know that you would have such a catastrophe in Guanguan, so you persuaded me like that? But what is going to come will come after all, and Guanguan will not be able to let go after all. Father, can you tell you how you can be liberated?"

“……”

"It's over...... It's all over......"

“……”

Countless unfamiliar voices, male and female voices, rushed to get into the sea of knowledge, and Jinhuang felt that his whole head was about to explode. The bloody and tearing pain was surging and intense, and she couldn't bear it, her legs went limp, and she slipped to the ground against the stone wall. Cold sweat quickly soaked her sideburns, and she subconsciously held her head with her arms, and her whole body curled up in a ball, as if this posture could relieve some pain.

The empty palace suddenly sounded the sound of the axis chain of organ news turning, if Jin Huang had already discovered it in normal times, but today, the intense pain in her brain and pinna gave rise to an endless buzzing sound, and even the people who came quickly approached her did not notice it.

The man struck her left shoulder from behind, and the force of his palm slid her whole body dozens of feet along the corner line.

The man struck a blow, and tried to rush out towards the exit of the palace, seeing that he was about to escape with the next suck, but he did not want to jump a python whip from behind, and the whip was like a snake firmly wrapped around her waist twice, and then the whip dragged the man back to the palace with a strong tug.

Dragged back in embarrassment, the man was obviously unexpected. She spun around in mid-air, and saw the female cultivator at the end of the whip, who had just swooped down, climbed the stone wall with one hand and bent her back to stand up, holding the python whip tightly with the other, with a cold expression.

"Do you want to escape?" Jin Huang swallowed the blood foam that was rising in his throat, and the aura around his body surged, like a sharp blade out of the sheath, ready to attack.

"Ho, what a big breath!"

Jiang Xinyue took advantage of the downward trend and drew a circle on the ground with one foot and landed on the ground. Hearing her words, he immediately snorted coldly from his nose, and his eyebrows were impregnated with presumptuousness and arrogance that were completely different from the weakness and pretentiousness of ordinary people.

Jin Huang fed himself a few pills, gritted his back molars and held up the continuous stinging pain in the sea of knowledge, and his eyes swept over Jiang Xinyue's body like a torch. After a while, she said in a hoarse voice: "You are not Jiang Xinyue!"

Her tone was firm, because, at this moment, the pupils of "Jiang Xinyue" were purple-black instead of the usual dark brown, and more intuitively, there was a purple-black demon mark looming on the face of "Jiang Xinyue". Therefore, the "Jiang Xinyue" at this moment is not Jiang Xinyue herself, her body has been controlled by the demons.

"Who are you?, what is the intention of breaking into the temple at night?" Jin Huang snorted coldly, and sacrificed the fire thorn instead of the python whip.

The corners of "Jiang Xinyue's" mouth hooked coldly, but she didn't say a word, and directly charged her palm and flew towards her.

That palm was overwhelming, and Jinhuang only felt that the wind was cold on his face, and the whole person was shrouded in a dull and terrifying power.

This demon wants to kill her directly!

With the strength of the late Yuan Infant, Jinhuang has no way to avoid it. Her hands clenched tightly and frowned, intending to meet her palm head-on.

Just when the palm wind of "Jiang Xinyue" hit her head-on, Jinhuang only felt a force grabbing her waist and pulling her back, and at the same time, a cold wind blew in her ears, and a black figure swept in from the gate of the palace, with the momentum of thunder, opposite to the palm wind of "Jiang Xinyue".

Only a dull "boom" sound was heard, and the air waves from the collision of the two palm winds expanded, rising, rippling, and rising and falling at a speed visible to the naked eye. The red silk golden bells were blown by the air waves, making a crisp and rapid jingling sound, echoing through the entire palace in response to the flickering red flames.

Jinhuang was blocked behind by a black figure and was not affected.

On the other side, "Jiang Xinyue" was hit by this, and the whole person flew out, fell to the ground and spit out a mouthful of thick blood with "wow".

"Hmm......" At the same time, the person in front of him suddenly hooked his back slightly and let out a muffled snort.

Jinhuang subconsciously stretched out his hand, and when he was about to touch the other party, he paused suddenly, and froze in mid-air. She looked at his back with an inexplicable expression. At this moment, she didn't know what kind of mood and expression to use to face him. One is Fang Cai's illusion, Yunhua will finally reveal his familiar appearance, and the second is that she will recover the memory and the love-hate entanglement that happened to him.

Her mind was more confused and troubled than ever.

Just when she was thinking about it, Fu Li had quietly wiped away the blood that had overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and then turned to look at her, as if she paused, before saying, "Are you hurt?"

Jinhuang shook his head and raised his eyes to look at him, his expression was especially uncertain, "It's okay." ”

"Hmm...... Stand behind the teacher. Hearing this, Fu Li's eyes flashed and she turned back.

Jinhuang is not alone in complicated moods.

The moment she looked over, Fu Li just turned around, so she didn't notice the embarrassment and dodging in his eyes, and it was precisely because of this that Fu Li didn't find the complexity and deep meaning in Jinhuang's eyes that didn't match her ordinary.

The two of them had their own thoughts, and the surrounding aura was a little inexplicable condensation and embarrassment for a while.

At this moment, "Jiang Xinyue" stood up from the ground. Obviously embarrassed, she leisurely dusted off the floating ash on her body, wiped the blood stains on the corner of her mouth with her left hand and looked at it, and then looked at Fu Li, her eyes seemed lazy but showed elite and solemnity.

She smiled meaninglessly, "It turned out to be Venerable Fuli. ”

"The left envoy of the demon clan controls my disciples to break into the temple of the Di clan at night, I don't know what I want?" Fu Li twisted his eyebrows and said indifferently.

Previously, the demon clan had failed to take Luo Yunhe away by attacking the Di clan with a plan to attack the east and west, and he knew that Nan Shu would not give up, so they had been stationed in the Di clan and never left. But he didn't expect that Nan Shu would use the cultivation disciple as bait to inject the Yuanying Demon Breath into her body to hibernate, and when the time was ripe, he would control the host's body with a strong force and use it for his use.

When Jinhuang heard this, his heart jumped, and his eyes carefully swept "Jiang Xinyue" a few times. No wonder she always felt that this monster had a sense of familiarity, but she didn't expect it to be him!

In an instant, Jinhuang figured out the ins and outs.

Nan Shu looked at Fu Li and Jinhuang with a smile, and his eyes deliberately paused twice on the night clothes of the two, and then said: "His Holiness is dressed like this, I am afraid that it is fifty steps and a hundred steps from this seat. ”

The implication of his words was undoubtedly that there must be a ghost when the two of them appeared here in night clothes, but these words did not pose any threat to Fu Li at all. He looked indifferent and stood with his back on his back.