Elder Nanfeng escaped from Fei Qiao's men, and after escaping back to the Tomb of Despair, he was not killed, but used the ghost of desolation to release his previous suspicions with him, and the father and son recognized each other, which was the result that Yun Qing did not expect when he arranged this plan. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

For thousands of years, Huo Ling'er and Nanfeng have been in cahoots, and in the end, both of them ended up dying badly, but he was envious of Nanfeng - at least when the demon died, there were still people to worry about. But what about him? What does he have?

As a fire-based demon baby, he has done a lot of evil in his life, but his encounters are pitiful, Jiang Nanjun is not unaware of this.

In the past thousand years, what has happened to him, Ling Xuanluo seems to know a lot, and occasionally mentions it, but he is always reluctant to talk about it, and Jiang Nanjun does not force him, just to not touch his sore spot and make him sad.

At this time, Huo Ling'er's pessimism was by no means pretending, it should have aroused Jiang Nanjun's sympathy, but who knew that the sympathy was drowned out by hatred, he stretched out his hand in a drowsy mind, and was about to draw the short sword, but was awakened by Huo Ling'er's screams.

"You...... What's wrong with you?" Jiang Nanjun was struck by lightning, retreated again and again, and almost stood unsteady on the clouds. It looked like he was frightened by the fire bell, but in fact, it was himself who really scared him - he didn't understand how he could suddenly have the idea of drawing a short sword.

The Blue Wolf Alliance was defeated, and Huo Ling'er was no longer useful to Nangong Xiang, and the demon must want to kill him. As the military advisor of Jiluo Mountain and the backbone of the Condor Alliance, how could he kill the prisoners of war without the order of the alliance leader? Where did that sudden evil idea come from?

He only cared about panicking at the sudden evil thoughts, but Huo Ling'er was so uncomfortable that he couldn't kneel, and fell into the clouds, wrapped in wet clouds and rolling.

Jiang Nanjun looked at him in horror and saw that he was foaming at the mouth, and a thin layer of ice formed on his entire body, even his eyelashes and lips.

"Fire Bell, how are you?"

Shocked by this strange scene, Jiang Nanjun forgot that he had a headache and forgot what had just happened, so he wanted to pounce on him to help him.

At this moment, another silver shining figure rushed in, inserted between the two of them, and took the lead in holding up the head of the fire bell.

"Huoling'er, don't be afraid, I will never let Nangong Xiang have another chance to hurt you!" the person who came to protect him shouted heartbrokenly.

"Xuanluo......? How could it be your ......"

The person who recognized it was Ling Xuanluo, Jiang Nanjun was so surprised that he stammered, and his first reaction was: When did he arrive?

"Water...... Water Bell......"

Huo Ling'er barely opened his eyes, saw Ling Xuanluo, called him, and had to close his eyes weakly. Even if the sword was inserted into his head, he didn't feel it, but Nangong Xiang used the blood control to scatter and coagulate his blood, but it made him dying, and it seemed that he was about to swallow soon.

"You call me, you call me Water Bell......"

Seeing him fall to this step, the hatred in Ling Xuanluo's heart instantly collapsed, and he was full of sympathy, hoping that he would get better.

"No, it's not Shui Ling'er, it's ...... It's the Lingshuai of Jiluo Mountain!" Huo Ling'er adjusted her mood, no longer emotional, and said rationally: "Lingshuai, I understand your kindness." But I don't have much time, and I have a few words to make clear to you. ”

Ling Xuanluo choked in his throat and nodded, "You say, I'll listen." ”

Huo Ling'er's tightly tightened eyebrows unexpectedly stretched, and the corners of her mouth also hung a relaxed and relieved smile, and said: "You and I are both from Xi Mu Lingzhu, Xi Mutong is a mother in your eyes, and for me, why not? But she is not only my mother, but also my nemesis in this life, I once hated her to the bone, and the purpose of launching the battle of the Six Realms was to break you and her into pieces! But ...... cough cough cough ......"

As he said "but", a violent cough hit, and the fire bell spurted cold blood from his mouth, almost turning his back on his breath.