An indescribable rich demonic aura swept through the entire valley in an instant, Mo Jiuxiao slowly got up, his fingers moved slightly, and a broken sword appeared in his hand.

In an instant, the black broken sword let out a sword roar that was extremely excited, and the sword body was shaking excitedly. Demonic qi poured out from Mo Jiuxiao's body in a steady stream, and then scattered into the valley, as if it could cover the sky and the sun.

The monster Phantom Butterfly was forced to breathe by this direct and intense killing intent, and "her" body involuntarily retreated: "Mo Jiuxiao! You, you are not Mo Jiuxiao, who are you!"

"Of course, the deity is Mo Jiuxiao. Mo Jiuxiao smiled very evilly, and his blood-red eyes made his whole person gloomy. He caressed the broken sword in his hand lovingly, and only spoke out slowly for a long time, and the red light in his eyes flashed: "I haven't used this sword for a long time, so let's take your sacrificial sword today." Mahayana monks are not too aggrieved. ”

Phantom Butterfly's heart rose with an unprecedented sense of fear, the person in front of her, no, this demon, she (he) couldn't see through it at all.

Is this the case with the son of gods and demons, one thought becomes a god, one thought turns into a demon, it's terrible! Those who will be killed, those who will be killed, run away, go quickly!!

Phantom Butterfly was about to turn and run away when the sound of metal sneering into flesh made "her" freeze. Dressed in black and covered with black hair like Shura, Mo Jiuxiao appeared behind "her" at some point, and the broken sword in his hand completely disappeared into Phantom Butterfly's body.

"You...... You ......" Phantom Butterfly said just one word, and the blood from her mouth continued to pour out, staining her body and the ground beneath her feet.

The rain is heavier, and it seems that only this one can wash away the bloodshed of tonight. Mo Jiuxiao's body was soaked, but he always looked indifferently at the broken sword and greedily absorbed the flesh and blood of the Phantom Butterfly. It wasn't until he was about to encounter the demon pill that Mo Jiuxiao scolded coldly: "Don't touch it!"

Broken Sword moved aggrievedly, then gave up the demon pill and continued to suck the flesh and blood of the other parts of the Phantom Butterfly.

The rain around Mo Jiuxiao suddenly stopped.

The nine-tailed, silver-haired girl held an umbrella and walked up to his side to hold up a sunny day for him.

“…… Lolo, I miss you so much. Mo Jiuxiao muttered.

The girl looked back at him tenderly and sadly, and said softly, "Yes, long time no see." ”

The sound of the rain couldn't block their voices, Mo Jiuxiao hugged Luo An'an tightly, and looked up at the sky happily and demonstratively: "Lord God, what if you stop us from the two lives, we are still together in the end!"

Lord God: Damn, he's provoking me!! you Mo Jiuxiao, you dare to come to demonstrate after arching my cabbage, you wait!!

Yes, the boy and girl looked at each other in the rain and the beautiful and lingering thing ended in the next second. Because the male and female protagonists both fell to the ground in the street.

The rain stopped gently.

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Day 2.

"Hah-" One sneezed loudly, then hugged his little blanket. "NND, how can the baby pass out on the ground all night, hag !!"

Although Mo Jiuxiao was not sick, he also felt weak and unenergetic, and at this time he honestly held a blanket to roast the fire.

Apparently, these two have absolutely no memory of what happened last night.

An Baobao rubbed his itchy little nose and asked, "Jiuqing, is the demon pill next to you a phantom butterfly, did you kill her?"

Mo Jiuxiao looked indifferent and sneezed: "Maybe." ”

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