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"Boom"

On the funeral stream, the rain poured down, and in the stream, there were several sleepless days and nights. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Bai Jiao comprehended that the words came with the law, and it had reached the most critical moment, in the distance, someone's pit was digging bigger and bigger, digging more and more, and even a figure was already there.

"Bai Jiao, there is more water, move it out"

In the pit, someone's voice came out again, saying.

When Bai Jiao heard this, he no longer had the leisure to worry about the name of the former, and with a wave of his hand, the rain in the mud pit rolled out, directly knocking someone into the mud.

"Phew"

Ning Chen got up, spit out two mouthfuls of dirt, raised his head and said angrily, "Isn't it okay to be careful?"

Bai Jiao ignored it, and continued to comprehend it quietly in the rain, one after another water waves surged, constantly changing shapes, suddenly like a Kunpeng spreading its wings, suddenly like an angry dragon going out to sea, the power is amazing.

The rumbling thunder echoed in the sky, the rain gradually became smaller, and the white Jiao was surrounded by hundreds of phases dissipated, and the water waves gradually dissipated.

"Get out when it rains next time"

Bai Jiao spoke, and then turned around and walked to the other side.

Kaiyang Dynasty, Central Heavenly Court, purple qi is vast, Emperor Yuan stands quietly, three figures kneeling on the ground in front of him, and said lightly, "Kill!"

"Yes"

The three princes received the order and immediately got up and left.

Four hundred miles outside Qiyue City, butterflies are moving forward, their little white feet are now stained with blood, and they are struggling to walk, dazed and without a goal.

Zhao Tassel followed behind, his eyes didn't dare to leave the former for a moment, and his heart was extremely anxious.

She could feel that Sister Butterfly was about to lose her legs.

At this moment, variables suddenly appeared, and in all directions, black-clothed figures appeared, and on the road ahead, three figures walked out, and the three princes of the Kaiyang Dynasty appeared in the trap and killing.

"Tassel girl, we were ordered to take you back", the eldest prince Yi Chaohui walked out and said calmly.

When Zhao Tasu saw the three of them, he was in a disjoyful mood, and looked at the butterfly in front of him worriedly, and said in a condensed voice, "I'll go back with you, but you are not allowed to do anything to Sister Butterfly."

"I'm sorry, my father has a life, and the butterfly in the flower must die," Yi Chaohui said lightly.

"Is it what my grandfather meant?I'll go back and beg my grandfather now!" Zhao Liusu said a little anxiously.

"It's too late, someone is coming," Yi Zhaohui waved his hand and said indifferently.

"Kill"

With an order, the three princes of Kaiyang led the army to Leng Feng to force their lives, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

The soldiers are like a wave in the sky, the burial flowers bloom in the yellow spring, a knife, black and bright as ink, the blade passes, and the blood is all over the sky.

The red gun is in the air, brave and good at fighting, the gun is desperate, and the style is soul-grabbing.

The thirteenth prince reappeared with extraordinary martial spirit, wielding thousands of guns and blocking the way of the sword god.

On the other side, Yi Zhaohui waved his hands and held the double swords, and Leng Feng said, Hurry up and take your life.

The two princes participated in the war, and the butterflies in the flowers with the oil and lamps withered were still fighting bravely like gods, walking like rainbows, and not falling into the wind.

At this moment, the Ninth Prince, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, started to carry the wind and thunder, the halberd opened the eight directions, and the Xuanjin heavy halberd broke through the sky and fell, and the heaven and earth were out of balance when they landed, and the earth cracked and the mountains shook.

With a bang, the halberd collided, the butterfly arm in the flower, and the blood flowed out, but he still refused to take a half step back, and the knife turned around and went up to the halberd.

The butterflies danced, the red spear blocked the way again, and the double sword edge then crossed, and the three princes were ruthless and ruthless, and the move style was bound to never be troubled.

Three-person wheel battle, the army followed, the fierce battle situation, blood spilled all over the sky, butterflies killed, and knives died.

Seeing that the opponent was still fighting bravely, the ninth prince waved his hand, and in the middle of the army, two figures appeared, Xiao Sheng played, and the fog dispersed.

With the addition of double poison, the butterfly in the flower suddenly stumbled under his feet and almost fell.

"Sister Butterfly Be Careful"

In the middle of the army, Zhao Tassel saw this and hurriedly reminded.

Before the words fell, there was a stabbing sound, and the spear cut through the blue clothes, bringing out a touch of blood, which was poignant and compelling.

The butterfly in the flower returned to the knife, and shook back the former, but he felt that his eyes and ears were gradually deaf, and after a moment, the scene in front of him and the sound in his ears all disappeared.

Deaf and deaf, in a world of senseless and silent, the butterfly in the flower has no support in her heart, only to believe in the knife in her hand, the murderous nature that is stimulated, all explode, bury the flower and slash, whether to kill, or kill.

Stumps and broken arms are flying all over the sky, and the intuition in the knife is no one, and those who are close can only kill!

"The god of the sword, as well as his name"

Yi Zhaohui took two steps back, waved his hand, and a group of black-clothed people carrying heavy crossbows appeared, breaking through the rain of arrows and sweeping out.

The butterfly in the flower felt that the crisis was coming, and the sword dance fell into the city, blocking the flying heavy crossbow cold arrows.

There was another sound of tearing clothes, and the cold arrow brought out a black blood flower and stuck it on the ground in the distance.

"Ugh"

The toxicity attacked, and the butterfly in the flower staggered under its feet, and vomited a mouthful of dark red again.

Seriously injured and unhealed, the body is highly poisonous, the butterfly's wings are difficult to spread, once proud of the heroes of the world, but now in exchange for a little black and red, the god of the knife, the end of the road.

After the rain of arrows, the army surrounded again, and the three princes attacked and killed with troops, and their tactics were even more aggressive.

"Butterfly Dance, Qingping"

The crisis is heavy, the butterfly in the flower knows that the end has come, the sleeves are wrapped around the knife, the knife is in the knife, and in the burial flower, a white blade is withdrawn, and the butterfly dances with a double edge, and the death shines in the eyes.

In the battle situation that was cut, countless black-clothed people were in different places, and the butterflies in the flowers stepped under their feet, leaving the battle with all their might.

"Chasing" Yi Zhaohui waved his hand and said in a deep voice.

At the sound of the order, the black streamer of the road passed, and one after another the black-clothed people swept out and quickly chased after them.

Yi Hongmian and the Ninth Prince also turned into a streamer and chased in the direction where the butterfly in the flower left.

The two people who had been waiting for several days waited for a heavy rain again, this time the rain was amazing, and the rumbling thunder resounded throughout the mountain stream.

The several huge pits that Ning Chen had dug had already stored a lot of rain before, and in the rare heavy rain, they were all overflowing.

"It's okay," Ning Chen said.

Bai Jiao nodded, and with a wave of his right hand, the water in the giant pit rolled out and rushed straight into the sky.

"Waterfall"

Words follow the law, the world is vast, a huge waterfall rushes back into the nine heavens, hanging upside down, shocking the scene, shocking the world.

"Go"

Bai Jiao grabbed the arm of the person next to him, stepped on the waterfall, and the rumbling rain came from all directions, constantly replenishing the water vapor scattered in the waterfall.

Time was pressing, and there was no room for delay, and the two of them were getting faster and faster, and they quickly ascended to the sky.

"Boom"

The thunder pierced the sky, and the pouring rain gradually became smaller as time passed.

On the waterfall, the scattered water vapor is getting faster and faster, and the rain is gradually unable to make up for it, and there are road faults.

Seeing this, Bai Jiao's heart sank, and he understood that he couldn't hesitate any longer, and with a clear roar, he turned into a dragon.

The next moment, between heaven and earth, a pure white dragon spiraled out, swept past someone who was stunned, pierced into the waterfall, and soared into the sky.

After a dozen breaths, a white light rushed out of the mountain stream, landed on the edge of the cliff, and after transforming into shape, he waved someone aside.

The fog was shrouded, covering the body of the demon venerable, and Bai Jiao, who had restored his cultivation, the previous human being, endured it many times before suppressing the urge to slap him to death.

Ning Chen got up, checked himself carefully, and found that he was not injured, so he raised his middle finger at Bai Jiao, turned his head and left.

"Slow," Bai Jiao opened his mouth and said coldly.

When Ning Chen heard this, he immediately stopped, turned around and said vigilantly, "You swore that you would wait for half a year, you wouldn't forget it so quickly, right?"

"Cowardly as a mouse"

Bai Jiao snorted coldly and said, "Give the deity a trace of Fengyuan, and I will kill you a month later."

When Ning Chen heard this, he turned around and left, when he was stupid, raising tigers for trouble? He couldn't beat this guy in the first place, and if he gave him a trace of Feng Fengyuan, wouldn't he be tortured to death when they met in the future.

"Two months!" Bai Jiao said at the price.

Ning Chen continued to walk, as if he hadn't heard it.

"Three months!" Bai Jiao continued to increase the price.

Ning Chen walked faster, and he almost ran.

"Half a year" Bai Jiao said in a deep voice with a hint of anger in his tone.

Ning Chen was ready to start running.

"A request," Bai Jiao gritted his teeth.

Ning Chen turned his head and walked back, just say no, begging people to be sincere.

"Don't chase me after half a year," Ning Chen said his request very decisively.

"This can't work, except for this, as long as the deity can do it, it's okay" Bai Jiao said in a deep voice.

Ning Chen turned his head and walked away again, there was nothing to talk about.

"It's better if you don't agree, at most the deity will wait for half a year, and then I will kill you, and all the Fengyuan will be mine" Bai Jiao sneered.

Hearing this, Ning Chen stopped his steps and walked back again.

"Deal"

"Acquaintance"

The corners of Bai Jiao's mouth curled up with a touch of coldness, with the origin of the phoenix, helping his cultivation is still secondary, the main thing is that no matter where this despicable and shameless human runs after half a year, don't think about escaping from the palm of his hand.

Ning Chen didn't know that a certain demon still had this ability, so he handed over a drop of Origin Blood in distress, and immediately turned around and left, this time, never looking back.

The phoenix blood in the white Jiao, a little brilliance flashed in his eyes, this time he fell into trouble, but it was a blessing in disguise, and he accidentally comprehended the words and the law, and it was worth it.

Of course, it would be better if there was no such sinister and cunning human by his side.

In addition, it is time to repay the palm given by the human supreme.

Academy, Pavilion in the Lake, Yi Qingqiu stood in the pavilion, his expression becoming more and more worried.

At this moment, the blue bird flew in and sent a message.

Yi Qingqiu's face changed, and the scholar inquired about the trace of the butterfly in the flower.

It's just that her situation doesn't seem to be very good, and it's even very dangerous.

In the catastrophe, the demon has been deep, if you can't get through, the abolition of the military is already considered lucky, whether you can save your life, no one knows.

Compared with this, the more urgent trouble is that since the academy can find the traces of the butterfly in the flower, it means that other people with a heart can definitely do it.

"Elder, the butterfly in the flower is in danger, please take a trip and bring her back as soon as possible"

Thinking of this, Yi Qingqiu immediately opened his mouth and said.

At the gate of the academy, the old man guarding the door opened his eyes, immediately got up, and nodded solemnly.

The old man left, and just as he was about to leave, a red light crossed the sky and appeared in front of the academy.

Seeing the former, the old man paused, his expression shocked.

The next moment, the old man came back to his senses and said in a deep voice, "Go and save the butterfly in the flower, it may be too late if it's too late."

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