He Xue was kicked away, her body firmly slammed into the wall, and she got up from the debris, she looked at the green horse rushing in surprise. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qinghu is not weak, so there is nothing strange about being beaten away, the strange thing is that she died with tears streaming down her face, which makes people puzzled.

"What are you going to do!" She took a step back, clutching her injured shoulder.

Qing Hao stared at her as if he had lost his soul, "I've been thinking that if Yu Hantian is really a heretic, then only the Savior can kill him, and if I kill the Savior, he will be safe." ”

He Xue was shocked, but when she calmed down, she felt very reasonable, there was nothing wrong, the purpose of her coming to this world may be to kill the cold sky and take on the responsibility of saving the world!

"I'm not going to die." Now that she was determined in her heart, she was even more combative, and sneered and shook the whip in her hand loudly, "Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do this." ”

The two fought, He Xue showed no mercy to Qinghu, and killed him, and gradually Qinghu's speed slowed down.

A blue-purple circle appeared from the top of Qinghu's feet, and she couldn't move, and then she was beaten repeatedly in the chest with a whip.

Spit out a mouthful of blood, Qinghu staggered to his feet, and was instantly beaten down again.

"Garbage." He Xue raised her chin, the original murderous intent was not much gone, and she had to enjoy the toys that she had finally gotten it.

The sudden surge of demonic energy made her stunned, the person lying under her feet had disappeared, and the coercion on her head was strong, she hurriedly wanted to hide, but she couldn't.

Qing Hu used blood as a guide, poured all the immortal power into his left palm, and split the wind against the wind, heading towards He Xue's neck.

"Immortals and demons share!" He Xue's heart trembled.

The hair on his forehead was shaken up by the palm wind, and the sharp blade stopped abruptly, and when Qing Hu was in a daze, the person had been beaten a few feet away, and smashed directly from the wall of Zhu's house to the street.

Pedestrians on the road suddenly saw such a large person smashing the wall and coming out, lying on the ground without knowing life and death, and they all stepped forward curiously, but they were frightened by the whips flying in the air.

He Xue stood on the roof with one foot and looked at her condescendingly, "You can't kill me, because you don't have the heart to kill, and people who don't have the heart to kill are destined to not win me." ”

"She's right, your heart is hesitant." Leng Silkworm spoke, "Run, you can't fight her now." ”

"She must die." Qing Hu staggered to his feet, his internal organs were shaken, and his breathing was throbbing.

Why did that girl suddenly have to die for He Xue? Leng Silkworm carefully looked at the person standing on the roof, and really couldn't figure out what she had done and had to die. Zhihai has been shielded, it can't hear the two of them talking, it can only stare dryly.

Seeing Qinghu standing up, He Xue frowned and flew straight down, "Since you want to die, you're welcome!" ”

The demonic aura that rushed to the sky was so intense that she couldn't even open her eyes, so she could only take a few steps back.

The people around watched in horror as the tornado-like black and purple gas enveloped a woman in a green shirt, and the woman was in the center of the black and purple gas, and her clothes were indeed covered with a good fit on her body.

In the center of the human world, she can use such a sky-high demonic energy, isn't this girl brainless! Leng Silkworm wanted her to calm down, and found that Zhihai had been blocked.

Before He Xue could react, her chest had been hit hard, she lowered her head in disbelief, and a cyan knife was plunged straight into her chest.

"Someone has fallen!"

He Xue's body fell heavily from the vegetable stall, curled up on the ground and twitched.

Qing Xiao landed on the ground and wiped the blood from his eyes at will, "You can't live." ”

"Even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go." He Xue reluctantly sat up. It is impossible to die, she is the master of this world, how can she die!

I've been thinking about how I should tell you why I killed you, Qinghu walked around her, slowly retreated, and shouted silently:

"Session 1: Stretching"

The green horse takes a step forward with his left foot and points to the ground with his right foot; Step forward with your left foot and bow your head slightly, palms down, and lift them sideways backwards and forwards sideways.

"Session 2: Chest Enlargement Exercise"

He Xue's eyes became bigger and bigger, blood kept spurting out of her injured chest, she didn't feel the pain, her body trembled like a sieve, she fell straight back, her mouth was bloody, and there was disbelief, "It's the eighth set of broadcast gymnastics." ”

Qinghu stopped, squatted next to her corpse, looked at the dead people on the ground, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to her heavily, "I'm sorry." ”

The officers and soldiers soon came, but apart from a pool of blood on the ground and the gossip of the people, there was no trace of the murderer.

In a place of green mountains and green waters in the human world, Qing Hu sat on the edge of the cliff, with a cluster of soil stacked high behind him, and an unknown wooden board was inserted on it.

"Before I came, the cemetery over there had been sold for 121 square meters, which can be regarded as a rich-level cemetery." She whispered, her hand unconsciously fiddling with the ants at her feet.

"Did you really kill someone?" As soon as Leng Silkworm's words fell, he immediately felt the unprecedented vibration of Zhihai, and it was about to vomit.

It sensed that Qing Hu's mind was extremely unstable, so it stopped stimulating her, "Go and treat the wound first." ”

"It's okay." Qing Hu reached out and pressed heavily on her injured shoulder, the sharp pain making her tremble.

It's not enough, it's not enough! Blood flowed onto the back of her hand, and she screamed as she rubbed the back of her hand against her clothes.

Blood, it's blood, if you kill someone, you are no longer a person in that world.

In her mind, He Xue vividly remembered the appearance of dying, and her hands were all the touch of inserting Qingxia into her warm chest, and the blood in that chest sprayed on her face, hot and with a pungent taste.

With a wave of nausea in her stomach, she bent over and vomited, until in the end she vomited nothing but yellow light juice.

Her head hurt so much, she smashed her head desperately, went to hit the tree, and knelt to hit the ground. Already almost unconscious.

Sensing the fragrance of lotus flowers behind him, Qing Hu subconsciously became murderous and made a killer.

The hand was caught halfway, and Mo Yueyang looked at the bloody person in front of him, "Qinghu, calm down." ”

"I'm not a Qinghu, I've killed someone." She stepped back, suddenly shouted, and the demonic energy in her body skyrocketed, and she had already run out of one hundred and eighty sheets in an instant.

It is rumored that there is a demon in the human world and the demon world, the demon speed is extremely fast, mortal monsters can not be seen with the naked eye, when the demon passes, only listen to the wind and grass, the black shadow flickered, and then blinked when the black shadow was already one hundred and eighty zhang away.

Demons don't hurt people, but where they pass, they can hear whispers, and the sound can't be heard really, there are people who are demonic and demonic, and there are people who are casting spells.

The demon went from the human world to the demon world, disappeared after half a month, and no one was seen again.

At the gate of the Demon Realm City, a dirty body was lying in the muddy water, half of his cheeks were dripping in the sewage, his hair was scattered and tangled, and then he looked at the clothes on his body, which were already dirty and unrecognizable.

The fragrance of the lotus flower was suddenly strong, and Mo Yueyang walked up to her, picked up her hand and probed the veins, "I actually exhausted all the demonic qi, it was too reckless." ”

Qinghu was woken up by water, her throat was choked by the water, and she lay on the side of the bed coughing heartbreakingly.

"I should have woken you up more gently, but you also slept too long, and my patience is not good." You don't have to listen to the lazy voice to know whose it is.

The brocade was wet, and it was very uncomfortable to stick to her body, and her eyes rolled around, "This is the Demon Realm." ”

"Clever." Jimo Yueyang walked to the side of the bed, stretched out her hand and gently brushed away the water-soaked hair on her forehead, "It's uncomfortable to be wet, I'll help you change into dry clothes." ”

Qing Xiao wanted to reach out and pat off the restless claws, but when he moved, he realized that the muscles in his body were as sore as if they had been crushed.

"I didn't do this, I ran for half a month, if it weren't for the blessing of demonic energy, you would have died of exhaustion." He added, "It's just a dead person, is it worth it?" ”

"Ahem, ahem!" Qingqi choked on saliva and coughed red.

Suddenly's shoulders were grabbed, and Jimo Yueyang hugged her into his arms, reached out and gently patted her shoulder, and said softly, "I won't say anything." ”

"Where's the cold day?" Qing Qi asked with a gasp.

The arm on her shoulder tightened, and Mo Yueyang pulled away, "He's dead." ”

"Impossible!" Qing Hu was sure, "None of you can kill him." ”

Jimo Yueyang raised her eyebrows, with a mocking look in her eyes, "Really?" ”

"Tell me where he is?" Qing Xiao grabbed Jin and looked at him nervously and expectantly.

"The devil is profitable, I tell you his whereabouts, what can you give me?" Jimo Yueyang walked back to her, reached out and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look up, "Qinghu, what can you give me?" ”

As if remembering something, he bent down to look at her at eye level, "Your reaction to killing people is really interesting, otherwise, you help me kill people, and I will tell you the whereabouts of the cold day?" ”

There was silence for a while, and the mockery in his eyes became heavier, and he let go and straightened up.

"Okay."

He was stunned, great anger welled up in his heart, and his voice became cold, "What is the use of killing a person and being half dead." ”

Watching Jimo Yueyang throw his sleeves and leave, Qing Hu grabbed the corner of the quilt fiercely, and was unable to let go.

For some reason in the Demon Realm, the temperature was always low, and he never saw the sun, so he stayed in the wet brocade quilt all day, with a high fever, his body was sometimes cold, sometimes hot, and his consciousness gradually drifted.

In a trance, a pair of familiar and warm big hands gently covered the hot forehead, and the hands were cold and cold, making people feel comfortable.

When she wanted to withdraw her hand, she grabbed it and whispered, "Don't go." ”

The big hand didn't move, and she was left to hold it. A tuft of black hair hung down to her neck, and Qing Qi shrunk her neck a little uncomfortably.

"You're telling me not to go? Do you know who I am? ”

The voice was as light as cotton, and the breath deliberately hit the eyelids, crispy and numb.

Qinghu wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids weighed a thousand pounds, and she held the cold big hand, and the words in her mouth were about to burst through her mouth.

The man did not urge, but waited.

The name imprinted in the bottom of my heart was repeatedly grinded on the tip of my tongue, and finally rushed out: "Weather." ”

The hot forehead suddenly froze, even if she was unconscious, she could feel the other party's smiling mood, and she fell asleep when she was groggy.