Qing Yao looked at the black demonic qi rolled up on Qianyu's body, his eyes couldn't help but become sad, looking at Qianyu, Gu Yaoyan stopped talking, he didn't know what happened to her during the time she was captured by Demon Yan, and he didn't know how she was demonized, but now looking at her like this, as if she had changed into a person, it made people feel distressed.

Qing Yao said: "Qianyu, if you have anything on your mind and something unhappy, you can tell me." ”

Qian Yu stood up coldly and said, "If you really want to help me, help me keep an eye on the Demon Flame, you just need to remember that they caused me to become the way I am now, and I and the Demon Clan are incompatible." With that, she turned to leave.

Qing Yao frowned and looked at her distant figure, worried.

Qianyu has been demonized, and her mentality and personality have changed, which makes him feel uneasy and distressed.

Near Penglai Island, two streams of dark ink flew from the sea, and on the rough sea, the darkness swept over the waves, and flew over with a snort, and on the shore of the beach, it landed and turned into a human form. Luo Que and Jia Luo landed, looking at Penglai Island in front of them, since the last Penglai melee, Penglai Island was quickly on the right track under Qingyao's repair, and now it has recovered its former vitality, but the traces of the past after the war still exist.

A strange smile rose at the corner of Jia Luo's lips, his robe was blown up by the wind in the sea breeze of hunting, and the green peacock feather earrings in his ears swayed, and he laughed deeply: "I'm curious, if Qianyu knew that the real murderer who caused her to become what she is today is Dongting, how would she feel." ”

Luo Que said: "Qianyu's personality has always been extreme and stubborn, with her character, even if she knows the truth, her hatred for the demon clan will only be deep, what we have to do is to take her back and hand her over to Emperor Huayao." ”

When the words fell, the two of them turned into thick ink again and rolled up, flying towards Penglai Island.

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was not yet white, in the harem of the Snake King's Palace, in Su Dandan's room, suddenly a miserable cry sounded, and the palace maid waiting outside the door was napping, and was awakened by the scream, turned around suddenly, quickly pushed the door open and went in, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Su Dandan, who fell from the bed.

She covered her eyes in pain and screamed, blood slowly spilling from her eyes, dripping down her pale cheeks and falling to the ground.

"Niangniang" The palace maid screamed in fright, helped her helplessly, suddenly got up suddenly, and rushed out desperately to find Fanyan.

"Ah" Su Dandan covered her eyes in pain, and the pain in her eyes was like a burning fire, and the pain made her head ache and valley cracked.

It hurts

What's the matter, didn't her eyes lose sensation, wasn't it ruined, why was the pain so unbearable

She covered her eyes, her palms were sticky and hot blood, and in the sweet smell of blood, her head was about to explode in pain, and she hugged her head in pain, and fell to the ground like a shelled shrimp, shivering.

Outside the door, Fan Yan hurried over, and when he saw Su Dandan, who was kneeling on the ground and holding his head in pain, he hurriedly walked over and asked, "What's the matter?"

Her eyes were bleeding, her teeth were clenched in pain, and beads of sweat were the size of beans on her forehead.

"Go and call Sanskrit" shouted angrily, and the palace people at the door ran away to find the high priest.

In the dormitory, Su Dandan's face was pale and trembling in pain, and when the high priest rushed over, the sharp pain in her eyes disappeared again, and the blood stains on her face dried up, but the pain in her body was still there, she held her head and relieved herself in a temporary pause.

(Markor Literature-)