The stream was murmuring, and Ming Yue stood alone by the stream, with countless maids behind him, the maid on the left was holding plates and plates of fruits, and the maids on the right were holding plates of blue ants and all kinds of insects.

"Young master!" The maid in Tsing Yi walked over from the crowd, knelt down in front of Ming Yue's back, and kowtowed a few times, "The holy maiden is dead, please go and get the holy blood immediately." ”

Ming Yue laughed faintly, and the sadness in his eyes was like a wave of water about to pour out.

Ming Yue sat down by the stream, put his feet into the stream, and the brocade clothes were stained with water, lining the young man's face even more melancholy, "You all get out of me!"

Ming Yue kicked his foot and kicked the water wave upside down to the maid in Tsing Yi.

In the face of the young man's anger, the maid in Tsing Yi was obviously accustomed to it, and repeated again, "Please ask the young master to go and get the holy blood!"

Ming Yue Teng pulled his feet out of the stream, and the person stood up suddenly, leaning over and glaring at the maid in Tsing Yi with half-squinted eyes, "Duan Xiaoqing, young master, I will give you some face, you dare to put your head on the face......" The young man who started the fire raised his voice unconsciously, "Immediately take them out of Lingshan!"

As he spoke, Ming Yue put a pile of plates in the hands of the maids on both sides, the plates made of glass and animal bones were broken into pieces, and the fruit ants rolled to the ground, and the maids on both sides were startled and knelt down again and again.

"Duan Xiaoqing, get out!" Ming Yue roared and pushed the maid down, "Take blood, take blood...... That's my mother!Do you want me to eat her with Gu worms?"

The maids shrunk their necks, the young master's temper was notoriously bad, looking at his face, he was really angry.

"Less...... Young master!" Before she could finish her sentence, the maid was kicked shoulder-to-shoulder.

Min Yue flicked his sleeves, "If you want to taste regret, keep it." ”

As soon as Min Yue finished speaking, his palms were already crawling with all kinds of insects, and he saw that those insects were flapping their wings and were about to fly to the maids......

"Green ...... Lord of the Green Palace. A few maids looked at those colorful Gu worms all over their bodies, and they were terrified. "The palace master, the high priest, he ......"

"Let's go down first. Duan Xiaoqing waved his hand at the other maids.

The maids breathed a sigh of relief and scrambled to run away.

"You also disappeared in front of the young master!" Ming Yue looked back at the stream by the Spirit Mountain.

Duan Xiaoqing slowly stood up from the ground, "Young Master, you can go back to the Holy Mountain with me, the three priests and the two protectors are waiting for you, it's already the third day, and it will be two hours in ...... The Holy Blood ......" Duan Xiaoqing hesitated, not knowing how to continue.

"Duan Xiaoqing, how old are you!" Ming Yue carried the maid in Tsing Yi on his back. It was as if the anger had never been there. In an instant, it was gone.

Duan Xiaoqing knelt on the ground. He didn't answer for a long time.

Ming Yue didn't urge, and asked himself, "You are worth the Beauty Cultivation Gu and the Two Hundred Years Immortal Gu, although you are already one hundred and two years old. But I don't look like I'm seventeen or eighteen years old, and my mother ...... The immortal Gu worm on her body is the Golden Saint Silkworm, she ...... How could it be dead, how could it be dead before you?"

Duan Xiaoqing seemed to have tears in his eyes, and his white arm hurriedly lifted the corner of his eye, wiping away the tears that had not yet fallen from his eyes.

As the young man spoke, he whimpered, and the man who had just drawn his sword was already kneeling on the ground at this moment, covering his face with his hands, through the young man's fingers. From time to time, some crystal water droplets were revealed, "Aunt Qing!"

Duan Xiaoqing was taken aback by Min Yue's title, and her face turned pale, "Little maid doesn't dare!"

"Why don't you dare, you are my mother's own sister. She is Ben Shao's aunt......" Ming Yue looked at Duan Xiaoqing, with tears on her face, but she giggled to herself.

Ming Yue Shao's face changed faster than turning a book, and he was uncertain since he was a child, Duan Xiaoqing knew this, and he had never seen it rarely, but at this moment, Ming Yue's smile made Duan Xiaoqing shiver for no reason, and the cold air surging from the soles of his feet forced straight into Duan Xiaoqing's heart.

"You are Ben Shao's aunt and the sister of the Holy Maiden, what a noble status?" Ming Yue lifted Duan Xiaoqing's chin, and his thumb slid back and forth on Duan Xiaoqing's lips from time to time.

Ming Yue was already heroic, and at this time he deliberately raised his smile to the best angle, and the whole person was printed with the stream, facing the warm sun, Duan Xiaoqing couldn't help but move his gaze elsewhere, for fear of falling into the young man's pupils!

"Aunt Qing, why don't you dare to look at me?"

"The little maid knows that her status is low, please forgive the young master!"

There was a pain in his chin, and it was Ming Yue who pinched Duan Xiaoqing, "Ben Shao said, your status is noble! If Ben Shao and his mother die, those old immortals will not be able to put you on the holy throne!"

As soon as Min Yue's words were finished, Duan Xiaoqing's tears had already dripped onto Ming Yue's fingers, "Young Master, I, I ......"

Without waiting for Ming Yue to finish speaking, Duan Xiaoqing's face was full of pain, and Ming Yue slapped Duan Xiaoqing's face fiercely with ten percent of his strength.

Swallowing the scarlet taste in his mouth back into his stomach, Duan Xiaoqing didn't want the filth to stain Ming Yue's hands.

"Does it hurt?" The young man gently stroked Duan Xiaoqing's black hair at the moment, not at all like the ruthlessness he had when he beat her, "Aunt Qing, why are you crying?"

The young man's fingertips were stained with Duan Xiaoqing's tears, and he chuckled and took his fingers into his mouth......

Before Duan Xiaoqing could recover from his recovery, the young man grabbed Duan Xiaoqing's hair again and turned her face towards him, "Duan Xiaoqing, do you like Ben Shao?"

"Little maid don't dare, little maid don't dare!" tears fell uncontrollably like raindrops with broken threads.

Ming Yue smiled lightly and lowered his head, and printed a kiss on Duan Xiaoqing's lips, he didn't get up for a long time, and at the same time, he increased the force on his hand, and he seemed to be able to hear the sound of his scalp moving away from the bones......

"One hundred and two years old!" The young man seemed to regard the person in his arms as a small baby, and gently patted Duan Xiaoqing's back, "Aunt Qing, you say...... What an ugly old man he would be if he were put on earth?"

"Young master, the little maid doesn't have it!" Every time Duan Xiaoqing shed a tear, Min Yue would release a Heart-Eating Gu from his cuff, causing them to crawl into Duan Xiaoqing's nostrils.

"......" Ming Yue didn't care about Duan Xiaoqing's petals at all, and looked at Duan Xiaoqing across his eyes, "Ben Shao is only seventeen years old now! Aunt Qing...... You are several times bigger than Ben Shao, you calculate, Ben Shao never learned arithmetic, you know, come and come...... You do the math, do the math. ”

No matter how many Gu worms crawled in, Duan Xiaoqing was silently shedding tears. Didn't think about resisting at all.

The young man's nails are not long, but Duan Xiaoqing's stunning face is crisscrossed by him, and the young man's voice is extremely gentle, like a father who coaxes a baby to sleep, "Don't be afraid, Aunt Qing, after tomorrow, Yang Yan Gu will restore your stunning face again, what is this called?" Call...... Old youkai!"

Suddenly. The bell on Duan Xiaoqing's waist began to ring......

"Young master. There is only one hour left, please go and get the Holy Blood!"

"Aunt Qing's blood is not bad. Ming Yue said, and actually bit off a piece of meat from Duan Xiaoqing's hand, "Phew!"

The boy wiped the blood from his lips. With a flick of his hands, the flesh that had just fallen to the ground suddenly had countless maggots as thin as cow hairs, Duan Xiaoqing turned his face away, and forcibly endured the nausea from his chest.

"The meat of the old monster is really hard to eat......! You see. The boy pointed to the maggots on the ground, "They seem to like it very much! ”

The golden bell on Duan Xiaoqing's waist became louder and louder.

"Young master, please ......"

Duan Xiaoqing's body had already fallen several meters away. The spiritual power in Min Yue's hand was still glowing faintly.

"Why did you betray my mother, why did you kill the saint!"

"I, I ......"

"Do you dare to say that you don't have it?Aunt Qing?" the young man approached Duan Xiaoqing step by step, "Three thousand and sixty kinds of golden saints, it is a good chance that people can find a confrontation." Aunt Qing, who else is there besides you?"

"I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it, I didn't want to kill my sister!"

Min Yue's face changed greatly, and he grabbed Duan Xiaoqing's neck, "You admit it? You admit that you killed my mother? Why? Because my mother doesn't let you like me? Because my mother wants to give you a kind of forgetfulness." ”

The force in his hand became heavier and heavier, and Duan Xiaoqing's feet could no longer step on the ground.

Slowly closing his eyes, Duan Xiaoqing thought to himself, that's it...... Dead, too...... Good!

"You go die, Duan Xiaoqing, you die too!"

The sudden air made Duan Xiaoqing a little surprised, and he saw a peacock robe in his breath, "High Priest!"

"Young Master, you've made enough trouble!" The golden bell on Duan Xiaoqing's waist was already shaking in the priest's hand, "It's your responsibility to take the holy blood!"

After struggling, Ming Yue was finally taken to the Hundred-Foot Cave by the High Priest!

The people of the Jinjiang tribe, both men and women, are all beautiful, lying in the mirror of the saint in the midst of a hundred flowers, with red rouge on their heads, and fluttering white clothes, how beautiful, not at all like a dead person!

"Kill me, you've wanted to do it a long time ago anyway, it's all a bunch of old monsters. After speaking, Ming Yue laughed loudly, "Duan Xiaoqing, even if I die and my mother dies, you will never think about being surnamed Ming......!

"Young Master!" the bell protector frowned, "What do you mean by that......

"What do you mean?" Ming Yue flicked his sleeves and kicked Duan Xiaoqing hard in the stomach, "You ask her, ask you people...... How did my mother die? ”

The high priest glanced at everyone coldly, and pointed at the self-generated sword, separating Duan Xiaoqing and Ming Yue, "Young master, what's the matter, take the holy blood first!"

"Dream!" Min Yue spat in the high priest's face, "I won't let those filthy things bite my mother if I die." ”

There was no expression on the priest's ice-like face, "The time has come! If the young master doesn't do it, he should know the clan rules!"

"No, no!" Duan Xiaoqing shook his head and looked at Ming Yue.

Ming Yue saw the blue light flashing in Duan Xiaoqing's hand with his own eyes!

His body was no longer controllable, and countless insects and ants crawled out of his sleeves......

Such a beautiful man!

In the blink of an eye, the Virgin's mirror turned into a pile of bones......

"Mother!" Ming Yue wanted to cry out heartbreakingly, but he was just a puppet who was restrained by someone, and everything he did was uncontrollable.

"Duan, Xiao, Qing!"

……

"Why don't you die!"

……

"What are you doing!" Pang Yi smiled and leaned to the side of the bed, "I'm dreaming, look at the sweat on your face!"

Ming Yan woke up in a cold sweat, how long ago was this...... What I thought I would never remember again reappeared in a dream after seeing that ghost place.

Ming Yan surrounded himself, and his eyes were not free to glance at his own white and soft hands, and he suddenly felt strange......

This hand, this waist, is not one's own.

"It's not mine, it's not mine!" Mingyan shook his head with a clenched fist. The sweat on his face ran down his cheeks and fell onto the quilt.

"You...... You're obsessed, who is Duan Xiaoqing!" Pang Yi leaned over, "Get up, go find the leader!"

"Get out!" Ming Yan roared, smacking the jade pillow on Pang Yi's face, "Get out!"

Pang Yigan laughed twice, "Okay, okay, I'm hiding, I'm hiding...... You're in a good mood, what's wrong with you these days. Why don't you find a mage to take a look?"

Pang Yiben was laughing. saw a tear slipping down Mingyan's face.

"You ......" stopped laughing. Pang Yi didn't know what to say for a while, who was Mingyan? In Pang Yi's impression, this woman was sometimes bright and sometimes evil. Even in the Shura team, his training intensity is no worse than that of a man who has lived in the barracks since he was a child, in short, the name Ming Yan does not go well with tears.

"Don't cry, it's a big deal...... I'm not going to rush you to find the boss. Pang Yi sighed, it was not easy to come out of the chaos of the court, and he was intercepted by Qiu Ya halfway, and now, he found Ming Yan. I thought I would be able to see that person soon, but Ming Yan didn't go to Meijiang alive or dead, so he kept following Ming Yan.

I used to see that person, sarcasm, dissatisfaction, and contempt accounted for most of it, but now. Although they have only been separated for a few months, they are so eager to see that face in their hearts, even if they are scolded a few times, it is good, when he said that he would never want to see him for the matter of the antidote, at that time, he really had the idea of suicide......

Even if I think about it now, my heart will hurt fiercely.

Ming Yan quickly wiped away his tears, as if they had never appeared, but his face still showed a different sadness and sorrow than before.

"Do you know what a Gu worm is?" Ming Yan hugged the quilt, his eyes looked at the sky outside the door through Pang Yi, and his tone was a little hoarse.

In normal times, Pang Yi would not have been entangled with Ming Yan on this kind of issue, but now, seeing him like this, Pang Yi didn't dare to roll his eyes, so he had to smile at Ming Yan's meaning, "Aren't those spiders on your body Gu worms?"

"No, where can these spiders be considered Gu worms!" Ming Yan lowered his head, laughing more sadly than crying, "Do you know the Holy Maiden, the Holy Son, the Holy Blood, and the Holy Product?"

More and more felt that something was wrong with Ming Yan, Pang Yi interjected the topic, "What about you little beggars? Why don't you communicate with them these days?"

"The holy daughter and son of the Jinjiang clan, hereditary from generation to generation, the priest and protector of the Jinjiang clan, relying on Gu worms can practice magic and lower their heads......" Ming Yan's face was a little frightened, Pang Yi looked at Ming Yan, and suddenly felt as if he was infected by his love, silently picked up the teacup and handed Ming Yan a glass of water.

"The Heavenly Ancestor you are talking about is the Earth Immortal who has cultivated in Jinjiang, the blood of the Holy Maiden and the Holy Son helps in cultivation, and if the Gu worm eats the Holy Blood, it can help the cultivator's magic greatly improved. Ming Yan's hand slowly stretched out from the quilt, looked at it for a long time, and didn't say a word.

When Pang Yi felt that Ming Yan could stabilize his feelings, he saw Ming Yan suddenly open his mouth and bite his arm fiercely, and it didn't take long for the corners of Ming Yan's mouth to ooze blood, dripping drop by drop onto the quilt, and it didn't take long for a large piece to faint.

Pang also didn't pull it, until the sweat of Ming Yan's pain flowed, and then he stopped......

Sighing, Pang Yi didn't say anything, tore the strip of cloth and walked to the bed, Ming Yan is related to the Jinjiang clan, which Pang Yi more or less knows.

Helping Mingyan bandage his wounds, Pang Yi frowned, and after catching a glimpse of Mingyan's expression, he finally swallowed the words that came to his throat.

Letting Pang Yi bandage his wounds, Ming Yan didn't struggle, and only after a long time did he say again, "However, the holy blood of the Holy Maiden and the Holy Son can only be devoured by the Gu worms cultivated by the blood of their children. ”

"......" Pang Yi listened quietly, and he already had a guess in his heart.

"Even if the Holy Maiden and the Holy Son are dead, the corpses will not decompose, but ...... No matter how beautiful a person is, as long as he has the shackles of this holy word, he will not be able to live in peace and die in peace...... In just an instant, they will be eaten and killed by tens of millions of insects, and then, those tens of millions of insects will bite each other again, leaving the last Saint Gu who has swallowed all the holy blood......"

Thinking of the appearance of Ming Jing before he died, Ming Yan's fist clenched tightly, and the wound that had just been held was torn apart again.

The reason why Ling Jing died was because Duan Xiaoqing wanted the holy Gu worm, and Ming Yan still remembers it. Seven days and seven days later, when the holy Gu worm crawled into her hands, Duan Xiaoqing desperately tried her best to win the Gu worm's face, making her feel disgusted now.

"There are also sacred products, which are children born to men and women who are related by blood...... If the child is normal, it is called the Golden Sacred Product, which is to be swallowed by the elders and priests at birth, and if the child is deformed, it is called the Silver Sacred Product. This kind of child. It is even more to be poured with potions. Cutting meat and feeding Gu worms every day, they can live until they are one hundred and fifty years old......"

Ming Yan, who was caught in the memory, trembled a little, he never minded killing, but he couldn't get used to the methods of those people in the clan who abused people.

Pang also heard Ming Yan say this. Huan has never believed in ghosts and gods, and he has seen a lot of killing, and he can't help but feel a chill in his back.

"Duan Xiaoqing!" Ming Yan gritted his teeth and called the name again.

If she hadn't forced herself, if she hadn't wanted the holy product after getting the Holy Gu, how could she become this man who is not a man, a woman and not a woman?

Pang Yi heard Ming Yan's finger bones gurgling, and he couldn't help but imagine the picture of those blood apes in his mind, the other party was just a girl. How can you stand up to those.

"Don't think about it. Pang Yi knocked on Ming Yan's shoulder, pointed to his arm and said, "You really like to bite people, not only on your head, but also on yourself." I saw the tooth marks on the fingers of the head, and he said that he was afraid that he would not get better in the future. ”

“……”

"Then the hated Jinjiang clan will lead the troops to destroy him, our Shura team will be on call at any time, and I will help you set a fire when the time comes. Pang also comforted.

"But...... I can't find it, I can't find the entrance. "Ming Yan looked very weak, like an old man on the verge of death, and there was no trace of brilliance in his eyes.

"......" Pang Yi thought about it, chuckled, his face bloomed with pride, and said, "Even if you can't find it, the boss will definitely be able to find it for you, he told me that he will make your wish come true." ”

Ming Yan is not the kind of person who allows himself to be surrounded by sadness, even if he is weak, he will not last long, hearing this, he can't help but hide his lips and smile lightly.

Pang also saw a colorful gossip slowly emerge from Ming Yan's palm......

"Pang Yi......" Ming Yan raised his head, glanced at the people around him, and said carefully, "You don't like him." ”

Pang Yi's face immediately turned red, and he looked at Ming Yan with his mouth wide open, unable to say half a word.

"......" paused, and Ming Yan suddenly said again, "Actually...... I like him too, but he doesn't know, and even if he does, he won't like me now. ”

Pang Yi suddenly felt that his heart was very sour, one night qin was not enough, and now there was such a princess of Huajin......

"As long as the green cold boy detoxified the poison, I will definitely sue him!"

At this moment, Pang Yi suddenly made up his mind......

- He'll fight for it too!

Except for that person, that face, no matter who it was, he could no longer find that feeling of his heart beating faster, even if he lingered in the Qinglou, he couldn't hug the red fragrant cartilage.

Even, every time he goes to these places, Pang Yi will feel a sense of guilt and self-blame in his heart.

"Yes, I like him, and I won't love him any less than the Night Emperor. ”

What he has always dared to admit and resisted in every possible way, after boldly saying it at this moment, Pang also felt relieved!

Ming Yan glared at Pang Yi, immediately changed his face, and pushed Pang Yi from the bed to the ground, "You get out......"

"He didn't even take a fancy to Mo Chenyi, and he won't even take a fancy to you!"

In addition to Yeqin, Ming Yan, and Mo Chenyi?

The son of the green cold - Mo Chenyi?

That person's name, I'm afraid, there is no one in the nine countries who don't know, and no one knows!

looked at the road ahead, it seemed that there was not even a glimmer of light, and Pang Yi suddenly felt like crying!

"What's going on?" Ming Yan frowned, glanced at Pang Yi, and there was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes, "You go and kill her!"

Ming Yan's voice fell, and a long sword pressed against Ming Yan's waist behind itself.

Pang Yi smiled slightly, and his hand had already gathered strength.

"What do you want to do?" Ming Yan yawned, not even a little jealous of the sword against his waist, "The princess of a dignified country actually likes to follow so much." ”

The sword in Mu Luo's hand increased the force on Ming Yan's waist, "Aren't you trying to kill me?" ”RO