At sunset, the disciples on the Sword Peak were all cultivating diligently, and Allure was mixed in a group of disciples, holding wooden swords in their hands and practicing with them, but this pattern was a little wrong. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Allure held the wooden sword in his hand and said softly: "Ouch, I have to turn around, right, people turn... I'm going to jump after turning... People don't jump. The wooden sword was also pointed at randomly. After that day, I realized that Liu Qing was not a disciple of Sword Peak, but a closed disciple of the head of the sect, which was really a big loss.

Everyone shouted respectfully when they saw Allure: "Sister Allure is good~"

You must know that at the beginning, they were not so well-behaved, everyone was crowded out of the city, and even the deacon who took the lead in managing it couldn't look down on this man who was neither male nor female, and one night, the silence broke out.

Allure hummed a little song, sat on the railing, looked at the bright moon in the sky, glanced coldly at the people in the same door who came around, and said, "What do you want to do to other people?

"Hmph, get out! Jianfeng doesn't welcome you!"

"Get out!"

"It's really an insult to the reputation of the Qinghua faction to let you enter the sect!"

One person said a word of hurtful words, Allure looked pitiful, self-intoxicated, and said: "Don't quarrel for others, people are Senior Brother Liu's, don't fight for others!"

The deacon in charge said, "Brothers, don't talk to him!"

A golden light flashed, a group of people were shaken away, and Allure stood in place intact, snorting coldly: "If you want to attack others, don't look at what you are, don't look at what you are, don't you look at a little color, I really don't know how weak people are~"

It is said that if Liu Qing hadn't been brought over that day, this group of Jianfeng's disciples would have been crippled by Allure, and all of them would have been beaten into pigs' heads, which was unbearable.

Liu Qing looked at this alluring city, it was not simple, it actually hid the reality, and even the deacon of the Jindan period who was in charge was suppressed and beaten.

When Allure saw Liu Qing, he said hypocritically: "Young Master Qing, are you here to save people! People are so scared!" rushed towards him, and of course the result was empty.

Liu Qing glanced coldly at the fellow disciples who fell to the ground and shouted, listening to them shouting to let themselves be the masters, and said coldly: "It's embarrassing, your skills are not as good as others, you can't even beat a disciple during the Qi training period, and you still have the face to bully." After saying that, he turned around and left.

Allure shouted: "Young Master Qing, remember to come and see people!

This is the end of the memory, then again, the ethereal spirit was bouncing on the mountain road, looking at the scenery of Jianfeng, occasionally chasing the flying butterflies, and soon came to the mountainside of Jianfeng, and saw Allure drinking the water handed over by a disciple, and a few disciples gave him a shoulder massage, this little day is so comfortable, but it is expected.

The disciple who gave Allure a massage said softly, "Senior Sister Allure, your friend has come to you." ”

Allure opened his eyes, saw that it was ethereal, and said with a slight smile: "Little Nizi, I still know that I came to play with Sister Allure, come and sit down." He stood up and walked over, took the ethereal little hand, and took off his coat for the ethereal to sit on.

Ethereal thought for a moment and said, "Sister Allure, have you heard about the Wu Pavilion?"

Allure looked at the ethereal spirit and sighed slightly: "Are you worried about that woman named Shisha? I heard that she has been missing for three days, and she has not seen anyone dead or dead, and the man who followed her is still guarding the torture pavilion and not leaving." "Say everything she wants to know.

Ethereal nodded and said, "Sister Allure knows so much, and they are also talking about this, Sister Allure, will Sasha be killed?" There are many uncertain things about life and death in the cultivation realm, and no one can say for sure.

While the ethereal spirit was looking for help from Allure, the black servant who was waiting for news was preparing to attack the Torture Pavilion at night.

As the sun set, the night gradually covered the sky, and the black servant was hidden in the bamboo forest, looking at the wooden house without lights, he could feel that there was a lot of human breath. Suddenly, he turned to look behind him and said, "Who?"

A figure loomed in the dark, seeing him so keen, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and said, "You can actually find me..."

The black squire said, "You are here to tell me what you want to know." ”

The man in the dark smiled: "She fell off the cliff behind Wufeng. After speaking, he disappeared into the darkness, leaving a sentence: "I am willing to join the Torture Pavilion."

The black servant pursed her lips and smiled, and when she heard him say that after she fell off the cliff, her heart tightened, and she left here in an instant and ran to the back mountain of Wufeng, she would be fine!

In the silent night, the whole Wufeng was very quiet, and the black servant came to the back mountain, walked directly to the edge of the cliff, looked down, and jumped down without hesitation.

In an instant, a white shadow rushed out of the grass, grabbed his hand, looked at him, and said, "Don't you want to die!

The black servant looked at Peony and said, "My life was given by the master, the master is dead, the black servant has no reason to continue to live, please let go of Senior Sister Peony." ”

Peony's heart tightened, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Don't let it go, black servant, why? Why don't you understand my goodness? You don't only have your master in your life, there should also be me! I... I like you...", and finally said what was on his mind.

The black servant looked at Peony, this bland woman, and said directly: "Shemales have different paths, you and I can't do it." ”

Hearing the words 'shemales have different paths', she was stunned for a moment, and at the moment when she lost her mind, the black servant broke free from her hand and fell down directly.

Peony, who came back to her senses, looked at the black servant who fell and shouted, "No!

Two lines of clear tears fell, tears dripping on the resolute face, and Peony watched the black servant disappear into the darkness, and returned to the medicine garden with a dejected appearance.

The black servant let his body fall, and the power he felt struck, and the seal placed on his body was pushed away, and he instantly returned to his demonized form. The white and flawless wings were spread, but they could not fly, imprisoning the ability to fly, and were pulled down by a force and smashed heavily to the ground.

The black acolyte is under this pressure, as a dark demon clan, he is restrained here, this force is very familiar, déjà vu, looking back... This is... The power of God!

No, it can't be, gods don't go down to the realm easily, and there is no immortal energy in the mortal world.

Looking around, the dead trees here are still burning, the blood on the ground is still flowing, and the white divine bones and the pitch-black demon bones on the ground are mixed and buried in the ground.

The black squire staggered to his feet, to get out of here, here to restrain himself, if he guessed correctly, this should be one of the battlefields of the war between gods and demons. (To be continued.) )