They are devouring the soul of the Loyal Soul!

During the riots of the past year, in just a few days, the 20,000 Zhenhua troops loyal to Emperor Xuanhua were slaughtered, and the corpses were thrown to the skyscraper outside the city. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Fengdu is the national capital of Huadu, this blood willow forest is under the cupola cliff, but the cupola cliff can not go down, Moyi Xiaobai went around all day to come here.

20,000 people?

Shen Yaohua's eyes were about to fall out.

"120,000 people."

The strange man sneered and said proudly: "My 20,000 Zhenhua is worth 100,000 tigers and wolves!" If it hadn't happened suddenly, even if it was 200,000, what could I do! ”

There was a fire in his eyes, and his thoughts drifted back to the battlefield.

At that time, Emperor Xuanhua's general trend had gone, and many people saw that the wind made the rudder join the rebels, only Zhenhua Army, they were Emperor Xuanhua's disciples, Emperor Xuanhua was not only an emperor for the Zhenhua Army, but also a partner who could be born and died, and a friend who could share weal and woe, and would rather die in battle to protect the dignity of Emperor Xuanhua.

The magnificence of that battle, the blood of that war, the tragedy of that war......

Shen Yaohua had never experienced the flames of war, but she saw two clusters of scorching flames in the eyes of the stranger, and she seemed to be able to feel the blood and tragedy at that time, so she became more and more curious about the stranger in front of her, so who was?

Shen Yaohua thought that he should always be a member of the Zhenhua Army, but he never expected that the Zhenhua Army had nothing to do with him before he died, he was just a Gu Master who was attracted by the blood light and evil qi that rushed to the sky.

He is the only surviving brother of Emperor Xuanhua, that is, the uncle of Moyi Xiaobai, and very few people in the world know about the existence of such a person, because he has never been crowned king, and he left the palace at a very young age.

Every emperor sits on the dragon chair with a lot of white bones, and Emperor Xuanhua is no exception, there are more than a dozen brothers, only two are left, one is disabled and raised in the imperial village, and the other is ordered to leave his relatives, which is the unlucky weirdo Mo Yi Cangyi.

He went with the stranger, and soon found out that he had been deceived, that is, raising Gu, raising blood Gu!

And the accumulation of corpses under the sky-high cliff is simply a gift from heaven.

As soon as he took the Gu, the tragedy in Mo Yi Cang's eyes immediately turned into fanaticism, the corners of Shen Yaohua's mouth twitched, and he intuitively felt that 'Gu' was a terrifying thing, as terrifying as his black pointed teeth or red willows, so he didn't dare to ask what 'Gu' was, he only lowered his eyes and asked cautiously: "Then don't you avenge your brother?" ”

Mo Yi glanced at Mo Yi Xiaobai, who was in a fixed state of the old monk, and sneered: "He has a son, why should I help him take revenge?" ”

"What's wrong with him?"

Shen Yaohua also glanced at Moyi Xiaobai, he was not a real monk, and he had been sitting motionless for too long.

Mo Yi Cang smiled and said a little proudly: "I gave him the best delicacy, of course it takes time to eat!" ”

When he smiled on his back, his unkempt beard and covered his messy hair moved with him, and Shen Yaohua realized that he might have been wearing a wide white shirt at this time, but now it is neither black nor gray, and I don't know how long he has been wearing it, and the strange thing is that there is no pungent smell.

Looking at Moyi Xiaobai's good appearance, it is not difficult to imagine that he has parents with excellent appearance, so what is the matter with Moyi Cangbai growing like this?

Shen Yaohua was feeling strange, and there was a sudden huge pain in her heart without warning, she opened her mouth and hit her head in pain before she could even cry out in pain, and she didn't feel the pain when she hit it very hard, because the heart was so painful, like someone holding a cold steel wire on the heart, it kept pulling back and forth.

Cold sweat soaked his underwear almost instantly, Shen Yaohua's facial features were clenched, one hand was clutched to his chest, and the other finger was at Mo Yicang, and he was like an oxygen-deficient fish with his eyes puffed out and rolled on the ground with his mouth open, but he couldn't even scream.

Mo Yi Cang is sitting with the old god there, his eyes seem to be admiring, admiring a little girl rolling around in front of him in pain.

It's you, you're you!

Shen Yaohua's fingers and eyes were angrily accusing him, Mo Yi Cangluo raised his eyebrows, his eyes were proud, as if he was saying that I am me and I am me, what can you do with me?

Shen Yaohua's painful death and life were flawless, so he naturally couldn't do anything to him, but a white and golden soul floated out of Shen Yaohua's body and crashed into it as fast as lightning.

"Ouch, there's a ghost!"

Mo Yi Cang screamed in a fuss, but there was no surprise at all, he casually took out a small black drum from his arms and smashed it at the spirit, the size of the drum is very similar to a rattle played by a child, but there is no handle and projectiles on both sides, it looks like a toy Shen Yaohua felt the danger,

"You dare!"

In the same cry, the old goddess fell from the sky, beat the small drum with a cane, and turned her hand to hit the heavenly spirit of Moyi Cangluo.

"Oh, where did you come from!"

Mo Yi Cang rolled on the spot and avoided it, and before he could raise his head, the old goddess unicorn staff arrived again, he had to roll again and again, giggling and screaming for help, looking like a joke.

The old goddess was not in the mood to play with him, and she didn't hit anyone with a few sticks in a row, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw that Shen Yaohua had rolled her eyes and couldn't move, and hated to let the seriously injured wandering soul return to her spirit pool, and as soon as the cane was thrown into a unicorn phantom, she swooped down with her teeth and claws.

Mo Yi Cang looked really shocked, but soon his eyes were full of fanaticism, while dodging left and right while constantly pulling things out of his arms, he didn't seem to find anything suitable for a long time, although he has a lot of treasures, but he can't deal with phantoms, he also has soul eaters, he can deal with ordinary souls, but I am afraid that I can't deal with the fierce old goddess.

He couldn't find a suitable way to fight the enemy for a while, the old goddess and the Qilin Phantom flanked left and right, and when he saw that he was about to take a claw, the others just rolled to Shen Yaohua's side and picked her up to face the Qilin.

"Hey, hey, hey~"

Mo Yi smirked with his black fangs, proud of his wit.

Isn't the old woman fierce, seeing that she is reluctant to attack her own people.

"Ahh

Someone's smug face instantly turned into a scream, and the Qilin Phantom actually passed through Shen Yaohua's body and slapped him directly to the wall with one claw.

This is not bad, before he can fall the old goddess floated over and gave him a kick, and kicked him to another wall, if it weren't for the blood wicker briefly blocking the unicorn phantom and the old goddess, his end eight achievements would have turned into a leather ball.

"Stop! If you don't stop, I'm welcome! ”

Mo Yi Cang Yan supported his waist with one hand and threatened Shen Yaohua with the other, and the old goddess gave him a disdainful look, kicked off several blood willow branches, and pounced on Mo Yi Cang Yan with a murderous aura with the Qilin Phantom in his distressed eyes.