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. Several maids looked at those colorful Gu worms all over their bodies, and they were extremely afraid, "Palace master, 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 green clothes on his back, and the anger just now seemed to have never appeared, and it disappeared in an instant.

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

Ming Yue didn't urge, and asked himself, "You have a beauty cultivation Gu and a two-hundred-year-old immortal Gu, although you are already one hundred and two years old, you look like you are only 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 also whimpered, and the person who was still drawing his sword was already kneeling on the ground at this moment, covering his face with both hands, and through the young man's fingers, some crystal water droplets were revealed from time to time, "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, and you are Ben Shao's aunt......" Ming Yue looked at Duan Xiaoqing, with tears on his face, but he giggled to himself.

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 crying, and he 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? By the way, it's called...... Old youkai!"

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

"Young master, there is only one hour, 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 young man wiped the blood from his lips, his hands shone brightly, and the flesh that had just fallen to the ground suddenly had countless maggots as thin as cow hair, 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, and 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 so coincidental that people can find a confrontation, Aunt Qing, who else 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 a flash of blue light in Duan Xiaoqing's hand!R1152