The woman had a weak smile on her face, the ridicule at the corners of her mouth made people shudder, her red eyes were hollow, looking directly at Ling Motang, Ling Motang didn't dare to breathe and staggered her gaze away, only to find that those blood-red eyes were only looking at the high master, she smiled sadly: "What about the demon, I just want to be with him." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Bai Ziyu, you stole the elixir, and you don't repent." The old man who was high above was not angry and arrogant, Ling Motang thought that this old man was much more majestic than Mu Su as the head of the house.

"Since the elixir is used to save people, why don't you save him, he is also a disciple of Liuyun." The woman's eyes were bleeding and tearful, but the high-ranking head was expressionless: "A demon is a demon, what to talk about saving people, Mu Feng is my Liuyun disciple but he is willing to fall and flow with you, the demon, and now his cultivation is scattered, and the rupture of Yuan Dan is also God's punishment for him." ”

The woman suddenly laughed sharply: "After all, you still don't want to take out the elixir, you want to swallow it yourself." ”

"Enchantress, presumptuous." A red light pierced Bai Ziyu's better face, she exclaimed, Ling Motang also exclaimed and involuntarily took a step back, and then realized that this was just her dream.

With the red light breaking out of the air, Bai Ziyu's body changed, her back suddenly grew wide and pure white wings, which was originally a human hand and foot but suddenly became a bird's claws, she flew high and swooped down towards the master, her soft face changed into a bird face, sharp blood-red eyes, and a sharp beak......

She flew over Ling Motang's head, and the feathers with bright red blood stains fell to Ling Motang's palm, and unexpectedly she could actually touch the soft feathers, she put the bloodstained feathers into her sleeves, and when she turned back, Bai Ziyu had already hit the ground, and the white feathers flew around......

"Evil obstacles." The voice of the head was very cold, he just moved his arm slowly, but it was easy to make Bai Ziyu scarred again.

"Ah Yu." A male disciple dressed in white like snow staggered into the main hall, his eyes were bloodshot, and he hurried towards Bai Ziyu who fell to the ground, Bai Ziyu raised his eyes weakly, his fingers as white as jade traced the outline of the man's face, and his mouth repeatedly chanted: "Mu Feng, Mu Feng ......"

There was silence in the main hall, and the indifferent and ruthless head straightened up from the comfortable chair and watched coldly: "Mu Feng, you are still stubborn, if you end the life of this demon with your own hands, Liuyun will naturally reduce the punishment for you." ”

Mu Feng smiled, his eyes were full of despair, he looked at the head without saying a word, and then turned his face to Bai Ziyu with a gentle expression, his eyes were full of pity and nostalgia: "Ah Yu, if there is an afterlife, I only want to be like you, born a demon, cough ......" His chest shook violently, as if he was about to cough out his lungs, and blood spread from the corners of his mouth, falling a dazzling red on the white clothes on his chest.

"Don't." The mournful cry resounded throughout the hall, Ling Motang looked down, the bright red blood was spreading to the edge of her shoes, she stepped back indifferently, watching the blood flow slowly, this is Mu Feng's blood.

Mu Feng's chest was impartially pierced with a delicate dagger, and this dagger was stabbed by Mu Feng himself, he tried to raise his hand to touch Bai Ziyu's pale and soft face one last time, he tried to open his lips but couldn't make any sound, looking at the shape of his mouth and saying: "Don't cry." Before he could touch the other party's cheek, his hand still fell weakly, and he died quietly in Bai Ziyu's arms.

Outside the Chaotian Palace, a gust of wind suddenly blew in, the sky was gloomy and terrible, a rainstorm was ready to start, as the lightning split the sky, the thunder exploded, Bai Ziyu turned into a white bird and rushed out of the Chaotian Palace with the wind, and the heavy rain poured down in an instant.

The head got up from the chair in shock, and stepped on the flying sword and came out: "The demon is gone." In an instant, the nine swords in the lightning and thunder were hammered into Bai Ziyu's body, and the sword pierced out from the blood-stained white wings and pierced the white jade ground, Bai Ziyu fell to the ground heavily, splashing water stains on the ground. The wind in his arms rolled aside, and red blood bloomed in the puddle.

Bai Ziyu's huge wings propped up his body, raised his head to the sky and roared: "Donghua Lao'er, I set a blood curse here, if the flowing clouds are not destroyed, I will not enter the reincarnation for a day, and I will slaughter everyone in the flowing clouds." The blood-red beads hovered above her head, she smiled fiercely, her blood-red eyes shot directly at Donghua, the red beads exploded, Bai Ziyu also turned into minced meat at this moment, and the blood-stained white jade ground was washed clean by this downpour......

Ling Motang stood under the eaves and watched this scene from a distance, his back was cold, it was a scorching summer, but this rain came down, but the wind that blew had already brought the gloom of autumn and the coolness of winter.

"Ahh Ling Motang's nose itched and sneezed hard, the things around her began to retreat hurriedly, she returned to her house, although the woman named Bai Ziyu had a blue face, but the cold hands had been released from Ling Motang's neck, Ling Motang shrank back again: "I, it's none of my business, if you hate Liuyun disciples, then I will quit Liuyun immediately." In the face of life and death, Ling Motang has always been very cowardly.

"Help me." Bai Ziyu spoke, his voice was cold, and a drop of blood and tears crossed Bai Ziyu's blue-gray face.

Mom, eldest sister, can you talk well without crying, this effect is even more terrifying than the 3D version of Sadako, Ling Motang swallowed: "You say." ”

"Ah, why are you still scratching?" Ling Motang's arm was scratched by Bai Ziyu's sharp nails, her cold hand covered Ling Motang's wound, Ling Motang only felt that the blood in her body was constantly flowing to Bai Ziyu's palm, Ling Motang wanted to withdraw his hand but couldn't break free,, this routine is not right.

Her blood can obviously make ghosts dissipate fear, but how can her blood not work on Bai Ziyu, and didn't Bai Ziyu say that she wants her to help, could it be that draining her blood is to help Bai Ziyu, then she is not so self-sacrificing, Ling Motang tried to pull her hand back.

Bai Ziyu's pale complexion began to turn bloody, but her face was still sickly pale, she let go of Ling Motang's hand, and her voice was gloomy: "Mu Feng's bones were thrown on the chaotic hill in the back mountain, you found his bones for me and buried them under the pillar of heaven in front of Chaotian Palace." Relying on Ling Motang's blood, Bai Ziyu began to materialize.

"No, sister." Ling Motang retorted: "The chaotic gang is so big, how do I know where Mu Feng's bones are, and besides, there are many corpses in the chaotic gang, how can I tell the difference." ”

Bai Ziyu's hand reached into Ling Motang's chest, hey, what are you doing, people and ghosts have different paths, besides, she Ling Motang is not good at this mouthful, but she saw Bai Ziyu take out a feather from Ling Motang's chest: "If Mu Feng's bones are definitely integrated with this." ”