The color of the flower is no longer as bright as blood, it is dull and almost black, which is the color of dried blood. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was not like stepping on the tender petals of a flower, but like stepping on the rotting flesh, and the smell of the fishy rot made people not think of its former sweetness.

The sound of the wind cutting into the flesh was accompanied by various roars.

The black, sticky, slippery sludge-like black filth spread from the trampled flowers, separated by a thin layer of flame as Kankan approached the woman, and the pure white flame was a completely different existence from the filth.

The woman wrapped in white flames was like a feather coat woven from the clouds on the horizon.

The black filth immediately wanted to retract into the ground, but the woman quickly cut off a small piece of its tail and sealed it in a circular cage woven with white flames.

Black evil monsters, ugly and powerful, at least relative to the other side of the war.

Every claw swing and tail swing will cause non-negligible damage to the strong on the other side, while the weak ones have already rotted into mud among the flowers.

She used to practice swordsmanship, and she pursued the extreme speed of the puppets one by one, but neglected precision.

She also practiced the sword technique, but she stopped at practicing the sword technique that required comprehension and could not understand it.

As she struggled through life and death with her hands stained with blood, she understood......

All the deficiencies are just because of her own accumulation or lack of experience, the accumulation of virtual and real, those experiences from others are all virtual knowledge, and the real understanding can only be obtained after her own personal experience.

In addition to its power, the initial practice was not without the elegance and ethereal nature of the name, but in the crazy and cold battle, she understood the coldness and lamentation contained in it.

Today, she can't suppress the madness in her heart.

Then, let's use the one she realized to start the next prelude!

"You don't know the concubines, don't meet ......" sang in a low and soft voice, but the not very high and loud voice echoed in the ears of every living being.

The withered branches that were casually broken off turned into a faint sword light with indescribable sorrow and silence, enveloping the two warring sides together with a song full of sighs.

The blade is still drawn along the trend, but it can't feel the touch of the past, it's like the end of the world, and it is even more difficult to say that you can't recognize each other when you face each other.

"Concubines don't know each other. With determination and relief, the withered branches shattered together with the sword light, and the rather poignant fragmented sword light rushed towards the black evil monster with the surrounding rolling aura.

At the same time, they passed each other, and they were really just strangers in the future, and it had nothing to do with me whether they lived or died.

The rescued people looked back only to see the black smoke dissipating behind them, and those powerful mortal enemies in their eyes dissipated so easily with the two lines of song.

"Ye Ke, the centurion of the Demon Army, thanked his predecessors for saving his life. The middle-aged man who took the lead first made a solemn salute to Yesterday Fei, and the people behind him also thanked him, and then Ye Kefu asked again: "The seniors are here to participate in the Demon Purification Conference, do you need the juniors to notify the relevant personnel first?"

Some people don't like to be known about their arrival, and some people like to put on a big show, so when they meet the seniors who come to participate in the conference, they will ask so that they can make corresponding arrangements.

"Can you go back?"

"I'm going back to fix it. Ye Ke looked at the various injuries remaining in the team, and couldn't help but feel sad, if it weren't for the good luck this time, how many would be left to gasp for breath in this operation?

"I'm with you and the others, is it convenient?"

"Thank you seniors for your great kindness!" Ye Ke was overjoyed, with the seniors escorting him, he thought that he would definitely lose some of them after he went back, and the brothers who survived could go back safely.

On the way back to the camp, there was basically no room for Ye Ke and them to make a move, and there was nothing else to do except to clean up a little blood to cover up their whereabouts.

The evil monsters they met along the way all died under the sword of Yesterday Fei, although Ye Ke and they were more and more in awe and did not dare to approach, but also thanks to the blessing of Yesterday Fei, they recovered from their injuries very well without fighting.

……

"Smack~!" The black bubble burst, and a black tentacle poked out of the flowers.

It was like a signal, and soon with the crackling sound of countless bubbles, black tentacles were entwined with each other, dissolving into a vague form, and the shape elongated into a hideous monster standing alone, ugly and powerful.

The evil monster discerned the various breaths remaining in the air and roared lowly, and flew away in a few jumps.

……

"You're here. The man on the throne smiled and greeted the woman who walked in, plain but also close, like a pair of old friends who had not seen each other for a while.

"Are you so sure I'll be back?" Yesterday Fei looked at the man above with gray hair who was old, but did not lose his momentum.

"This king can't leave!, let Gong Jin and Xiuzhu take you there!" The smile on the man's face widened, as if his long-awaited thing was about to be achieved, as if a peerless show that he loved so much was about to be staged.

Yesterday, Fei looked at the two men who walked side by side, one was cold and murderous, the other was as tall as a bamboo, and the white clothes were cold.

Feeling the huge luck that was tumbling endlessly on the two of them, this was the child of destiny chosen by this Fang Tiandao to deal with this calamity.

It's a pity that some people don't cooperate, I don't know if there will be a third or fourth child of destiny in the face of this brewing more and more serious calamity, and I don't know how much luck there is in the Heavenly Dao. I wonder if it will be replaced?

Or maybe that's what he did?

"I've seen you, in the smoke and rain. "The white-clothed Xiuzhu is also an 'acquaintance', in the trance of reincarnation, she collided with him and fell off the oil-paper umbrella with a blue bottom, and there was a frivolous man named Gong Lie beside him at that time.

Xiuzhu frowned, as if he was thinking, although the dress in front of him was a little ragged, he could still see who the gorgeous woman was.

"The concubine respects the order of the king of Chu. The woman's blessing bowed, Tingting curled like a beauty, and the smile on her face was meek and soft.

There seemed to be a similar figure in her mind, but since she couldn't remember, it must have been insignificant to her, and it was to fulfill the man's request.

Qianyu's eyes were finally no longer inconvenient and calm, and yesterday just now felt very weird.

Yes, although her smile and tone seemed to be very submissive, but this did not match her previous arrogance, and those eyes, although hidden in the hair, seemed to be peaceful, but under the seemingly peaceful eyes were the tumbling dark tide and endless madness.

It's funny, I wonder what she's been through!

"Qianyu, I hope your self-confidence doesn't become conceited, just like your name. "Yesterday's voice was not as cold as a clear spring.

By the way, is this her!

Although Gong Jin and Xiuzhu didn't understand what self-confidence and conceit had to do with the name of Chu Overlord, Qianyu did.

"We're different. ”

Yesterday was noncommittal, they are indeed different, but who is more unfortunate or which is more successful?

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2015 basically didn't update much.,First of all, I'm sorry to say to everyone.,It's a mess.,I'm not satisfied with a few drafts of a few chapters.,Unexpected things rushed together and didn't have much to think about the code.,I hope that in 2016 everything will be back on track! Or hurry up and have a clearer result.,Good or bad is no longer hopeful.,As long as it's all good......

Recently, I will try to keep it updated, maybe the style of writing will change a little, and Bingyuan will try not to let personal emotions affect the original set of characters. Please also bear with me, thank you.