Seeing that a companion was killed in an instant, the remaining evil envoys' bodies tightened in vain, and they stared at the Dark Soul Devouring Knife in Ling Xiao's hand at the same time, and memories of fear emerged from the depths of their minds. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Back then, a beautiful woman held the Dark Soul Eater Knife and killed the entire evil clan, and in the end, it was the evil ancestor of the evil clan who personally took action to finally force the woman back.

However, even if the evil ancestor made a move, the woman still escaped unscathed, and her name was like thunder even in the entire evil clan - the demon princess Mo Jing.

Although they didn't know why Mo Jing's Dark Soul Eater Knife had escaped into Ling Xiao's hands, they would never forget the disaster that that knife had brought to the evil clan.

"Don't retreat, everyone, he's not a demon princess, he's just a little demon master of a human race, we can definitely defeat him together, when we get the Dark Soul Eater Knife, hand him over to it, maybe we may still evolve into evil spirits!"

Hearing that they could evolve into evil spirits, the eyes of several evil envoys who had already begun to retreat instantly lit up.

The hierarchy within the evil clan is very strict, if there is no special opportunity, the lower evil clan will never be able to upgrade, of course, if the upper evil clan intends to promote someone, it is also possible to divide their own energy, but the loss is too great, there is generally no special reason, there is no upper evil clan willing to do this.

The Dark Soul Eater is enough to impress those high-ranking evil envoys.

For a while, most of the evil clans were sharpening their knives towards Ling Xiao, and of course, that look was like treating Ling Xiao as a rare treasure.

Ling Xiao naturally understood the psychology of these evil clans at this time, but he didn't have the slightest timidity, or rather, there was a cruel pleasure in his eyes.

"Kill!"

With the order of the evil envoy, countless evil clans swarmed towards Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao smiled, his pupils flashed with a strange light, and endless power was released from the dark long knife. At this moment, he seemed to have turned into a god of death in the dark, and every knife would take away the life of an evil clan.

One, two...... Ling Xiao was completely red-eyed, and with every swing of his sword, an evil clan would disappear. He didn't know how many knives he wielded, maybe a thousand, maybe ten thousand, or more.

He didn't care how many evil clans he had killed, he had a belief, that is, to kill all these murderers who killed Mu Wan'er......

Time was no longer conceptual at this time, Ling Xiao brandished the long knife in his hand to his heart's content, and when the sharp blade slashed through the body of the last evil clan, the long-lost sunlight finally shone in from the thick evil qi.

It was as if it was the first ray of hope between heaven and earth, and its arrival brought the power of light and hope back to the world.

The warm sunlight shone on everyone's faces, and all the survivors knelt on the ground and prayed for the rest of their lives, not knowing whether they were singing the joy of being alive, or whether they were singing the praises of the figure of a god or a demon in the sky with a long knife in hand......

The original auditorium had been torn apart, but fortunately, although the wedding could not go on, there were not many people who really died in the hands of the evil clan, and everyone returned to their homes under Jing'er's persuasion, leaving only Ling Xiao's parents, Jing'er, Mu Wan'er lying in a pool of blood - and Ling Xiao still standing in the air with a long knife in his hand.

The Dark Soul Eater Knife in Ling Xiao's hand turned into a burst of black mist and drilled into his body, his eyes closed, and he fell straight out of the air.

When Ling Xiao was about to fall to the ground, Jing'er took him down, and she gently stroked his face, her eyes full of pity and distress......

In the middle of the night, the riverside village, which should have been asleep, was brightly lit, some were crying, some were mourning, and they were caught off guard by what had happened during the day, and until now, they did not know what the sudden appearance of in the sky was.

Mu Wan'er's death also made Ling Xiao's mother Yun'er seriously ill, and Ling Xiao's father Ling Yun was taking care of her for a moment.

In Ling Xiao and Mu Wan'er's room, only Ling Xiao was left. Jing'er gently stroked Ling Xiao's face at the head of the bed, that calm face, as if she had forgotten everything.

How she hoped that Ling Xiao had really forgotten all this, she was willing to Ling Xiao to be immersed in dreams all the time, and she was even willing to exchange her death for Mu Wan'er's life, but all this was impossible to achieve, it was like an unattainable dream, and looking back, everything was empty.

After half the night, Ling Xiao's brows trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

The familiar room, the familiar smell, the bright moon outside the window sprinkled the moonlight, even the pain, it is so familiar.

"Wan'er, she? Really went? ”

With his hands on the bed, Ling Xiao sat up from the bed, and Jing'er served him for a moment.

Hearing Ling Xiao's question, Jing'er was shocked, she wanted to tell Ling Xiao that Mu Wan'er was not dead, but she knew that she couldn't hide it from him.

"Hmm"

Jing'er didn't say anything, she just nodded her head slightly.

"Oh"

Unexpectedly, Ling Xiao didn't cry as Jing'er thought, he seemed to be extraordinarily calm, and even tears didn't fall.

Jing'er would rather Ling Xiao make a fuss, he beat her, he scolded her, she didn't care, the last thing she wanted to see was Ling Xiao like a nobody.

She didn't want him to bury all his suffering in his heart.

"Ling Xiao, we ......"

"Shh

Ling Xiao made a boo gesture towards Jing'er, his eyes suddenly became very strange, and he looked back and forth around the room, and his face burst into laughter.

"Wan'er, my Wan'er is back, my sister, my love."

With a smirk, Ling Xiao suddenly shouted towards the door, as if Mu Wan'er had really appeared at the door.

"Ling Xiao, Wan'er, she's dead, she's dead, don't you do this, okay!"

Seeing that Ling Xiao had become delirious because of the stimulation, Jing'er, who was already close to collapse, couldn't help it anymore, and burst into tears.

She shook Ling Xiao's shoulders vigorously, and then shouted in his ear.

Ling Xiao didn't seem to hear it, he still stretched out his hand and grabbed the empty place, and kept muttering, "Who said that, my Wan'er is there, you see, she is reaching out to me." ”

"Ling Xiao! I said, Mu Wan'er is dead! There's no way she's going to come back to life! ”

This time, Jing'er used almost all her strength, and she kissed Ling Xiao's lips hard.

This kiss buried all of Jing'er's emotions, and bitter tears slipped down the corners of her lips into Ling Xiao's mouth, Ling Xiao's body trembled violently, and only three words left in her ears were left.

Tears poured out of Ling Xiao's eyes silently, this heart-rending feeling, as if he had experienced it before, the two emotions overlapped together like a cycle, and his heart was like being torn by a thousand giant beasts.

Closing his eyes, Ling Xiao suddenly changed, he was like a different person, and began to kiss Jing'er's lips frantically. Not only that, he turned over and pressed Jing'er under him, tearing her clothes with both hands, how could the originally thin bridal outfit resist Ling Xiao's power, in a moment, Jing'er's body was only a little bit of rags, a large piece of snow white was exposed to the air, and even because of Ling Xiao's rudeness, the snow-white skin was red and swollen one after another.

In the face of Ling Xiao's bestiality, Jing'er still just kissed his lips, her eyes were closed, and fine tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, I don't know if it was because of pain or for some other reason.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from under her, and Jing'er spasmed violently in pain, however, Ling Xiao still only cared about venting her ****, and whipped the petite and weak girl under her hard.

Bright red blood flowed down the part where the two were united, and fell on the sheets one by one, and circles and circles of peculiar fluctuations poured out of the sheets.

All items disappear instantaneously upon encountering the spread of the fluctuation, beds, tables, rooms, villages, ...... Until the end, the fluctuations became bigger and bigger, and this side of the world, under the shroud of fluctuations, was shattered.

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