Bei Mingyuan felt that in some ways, he was the same person as Hei Wuchang. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

They are equally proud, and would rather die or even lose than owe a debt of human affection that is destined to be repaid. They all have a limit in their hearts, and there are hurdles that they can't overcome. Therefore, he actually understands the impermanence of blackness.

"Don't let her down." Before Hei Xiaoba objected, Bei Ming said, "She has already paid a worthwhile price, and if you don't let me make a move, I have no loss." But if you are impermanent, you will not survive tonight. He is not exaggerating, he believes that the impermanence of the dignified can make judgments.

Hei Xiaoba's brow furrowed even tighter.

He didn't ask "what the hell did you do to her" or anything like that, because he knew that the devil didn't bother to do dirty things that didn't make it to the table. This price has nothing to do with the relationship between men and women, but Huo'er must have given special conditions, although he doesn't know what it is, it must be very important. Otherwise, how can you please move this devil?

For the first time in his life, he learned what it was like to be sad, more difficult than he couldn't do anything about it, and more difficult than to let Huo'er bear the consequences. As for him giving up his self-esteem in exchange for the life of the seventh child, he can bear it.

"How?" Bei Mingyuan urged.

Hei Xiaoba didn't speak, only turned sideways, and took action to show acceptance.

Bei Mingguo walked directly to the living room and saw Bai Xiaoqi lying on the sofa in the image of a puppy. Although it was cleaned and a scented cleanser was used, the gods and demons with super five senses could still smell a strong bloody gas. It can be seen that the white impermanence parasitic dog body during the day loses a lot of blood.

At this time, Xiang Xiaoxue was taking a hair dryer and squatting in front of the sofa to dry his half-wet dog hair. Under the wind, the pink belly is exposed, and if you have good eyesight, you can see a wound under the left rib: only the size of a grain of rice, but the color is bright red, and the skin and flesh next to it are horribly turned out. There was also a jet-black mark, starting from the wound and running through the entire abdomen.

Although he knew that Bai Wuchang was seriously injured, such an injury still made Bei Mingyuan secretly frightened, and he paused at his feet.

"Is there any salvation?" Hei Xiaoba said in a calm voice as much as possible.

"Look at his creation." Bei Mingyuan thought about it, bent down slightly, and copied the puppy in his hand.

Hearing this, Hei Xiaoba's heart sank, and even this demon was ambiguous, very uncertain, which shows that Lao Qi broke through the life and death barrier this time, and the ending is really difficult to tell.

They have been partners for too long, so long that he can't even remember what happened when he was a child, how he became an immortal, and he can't remember the disasters and tests he has experienced, he just feels as if he has been with Lao Qi since he can remember.

Humans often say: Habit is a terrible thing. Then the habit between him and Lao Qi was so terrible that he didn't dare to imagine that he would lose it someday.

"It's in the way." Bei Mingyuan glanced at Xiang Xiaoxue, who was still squatting there.

Xiang Xiaoxue knew that he was here to help, so she naturally didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly stood up and retreated. Maybe I squatted for too long, and I got up too violently, and I couldn't help but stumble. Fortunately, Xuanliu stood behind her and pulled her.

"Thank you." She subconsciously thanked her.

Xuanliu nodded, and cleared his throat again, using it to hide the slightest suspicious redness on his face.

And Hei Xiaoba followed behind Bei Mingyuan, and saw him go straight to the balcony, and break the protective barrier set before, so that the cold wind, that is, fresh air, could blow in without barriers, so as to facilitate the dispersion of evil qi.

Hei Xiaoba knew that if he wanted to save Lao Qi, he had to expel the demonic energy on his body. After it is thoroughly cleaned up, it is necessary to repair the loopholes of the Yuan Shen, and finally help him wake up before he can use his own power to recover. These three steps cannot be missing, and the procedure cannot be messy.

He can sacrifice his life for Lao Qi, but he can't even pass the first level. That demonic qi was extremely domineering and cold, as if it belonged to the great demon who practiced in the underworld of the underworld, and there was nothing in common with his spells, so he was helpless. Forcibly repairing the loopholes of the Yuan Shen is not only useless, causing a great loss of his own strength, but also speeding up the loss of the old Seven Yuan Shen. As for the recovery period, because each person's exercises are different, only Lao Qi himself can carry out it.

Therefore, Beimingyuan's help is a must. Except for him, no one can pull back Lao Qi's life. If Huangquan Road is still there, he can ask the old man of Hades for help, his old man has experienced the great battle of the gods and demons in the ghost domain back then, and he has a little friendship with the bigwigs from all walks of life, so there must be some way. But now there is no news from Huangquan Road, and they are equivalent to being trapped.

What kind of dragon swims in the shallows, what kind of tiger falls in Pingyang, they have tasted this taste, and only when they arrive in the human world do they know that they are frogs at the bottom of the well. What righteous gods, the ten yin handsome, rampant in the underworld, even the heavenly realm gives a little face, when the mana is limited, the enemy lurks in the dark, and he is facing an almost impossible task, he knows how fragile their black and white impermanence is. In the end, it takes a mortal woman to help.

He didn't want to owe Bei Mingyuan, and he didn't owe it, but he owed Huo'er, how could he pay it back?

"I'm here to protect the Dharma for you." Seeing that Bei Mingyuan put the puppy flat on the balcony floor, and he sat cross-legged opposite, Hei Xiaoba said.

Doing gong means paying full attention, especially treating such a serious injury as Lao Qi and protecting his original spirit, it is even more impossible to make any mistakes, be sloppy, and not disturb.

"I'll come." Xuanliu squeezed forward.

He is one of the Lord's most trusted subordinates, and he is also the Lord's weapon, when did the Lord do something important or dangerous, and he was not guarding it?

"You go to the top of the building, and the demon bird is guarding the door. Also, call the Bloodbone Bird to guard the window. Bei Mingyuan gave a series of commands, and he didn't even raise his eyes, "Bai Wuchang's injury is very vicious, so be extra careful." "As for the protector of the Dharma, I have no choice but to let the black impermanence go up.

His meaning is clear: don't know who the enemy is? Don't know where the other party is hiding? Don't know the purpose of the other party? In such a situation of ignorance, we must strengthen our vigilance. And what he rescued was white impermanence after all, and it was normal for black impermanence to be uneasy. This sunspot wants to stay aside, why can't he do it?

"Yes." Xuanliu immediately responded to the order, and his figure quickly blurred, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Xiang Xiaoxue was surprised that such a big man could disappear so lightly, and then looked at the eighth master, and when he saw that he nodded, he immediately complied. After all, this is not the time for arguments, and it is best to do your part.

So in the next second, Bei Mingyuan began.

Hei Xiaoba stood quietly to the side.

I saw Bei Mingyuan holding his hand in the air and drawing some characters. Immediately, a string of indisputable red fonts appeared in the air, not blood-colored, but like the light of fire, with a compelling power.

Those words were like garlands, forming a circle, slowly falling to the ground, enveloping Bai Xiaoqi on the ground. Bei Mingyuan pinched a strange trick with one hand, and probed his finger with the other, pointing to the wound between Bai Xiaoqi's ribs.

(I'm sorry today.,There was no class in the morning.,I'm going to write well.,But suddenly a meeting.,Delayed until the evening to update.。 It's really not easy for me, everyone has to praise me and praise me. (To be continued.) )