【1】

The fierce light in Ling Motang's eyes was no less than the resentment in Bai Ziyu's eyes, cold sweat began to break out on her forehead, she gasped heavily, her upper teeth bit her lower lip tightly, and she approached Bai Ziyu step by step, but the dagger in her right hand did not fall for a long time, and countless killing thoughts flashed in her mind. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Just when Bai Ziyu thought that he was about to be gone, Ling Motang's left hand suddenly grabbed his right hand and yelled at Bai Ziyu: "If you don't go quickly, I can't control it if you don't leave." Just as she finished saying this, the dagger in her hand had already been nailed to the ground, only half a meter away from Bai Ziyu.

This dagger can bewitch people's hearts and stir up murderous intent.

Beads of sweat fell down her forehead, her back was soaked with sweat, and a gust of wind blew and she couldn't help but shiver: it was terrible, her mind was actually controlled by a cold dagger.

"You?" A trace of doubt flashed on Bai Ziyu's face like ashes: "Why don't you do it." ”

Ling Motang pulled out the dagger and protected it on his chest: "You are dead, I don't want you to be scattered, it's already pitiful that you can't stay with your beloved." ”

The reason why Bai Ziyu is resentful is because she loves Mu Feng too deeply, how much she loves Mu Feng, how deep her obsession is, and her soul is because of her obsession, if Ling Motang really goes down, it will be equivalent to letting Bai Ziyu's soul fly away, and the soul is the real sense of death.

For Bai Ziyu, death may not be terrible, but forgetting everything about Mu Feng forever is the greatest torture for her.

"Hahahaha." Bai Ziyu suddenly laughed arrogantly, and the bloody tears in the corners of his eyes fell down his cheeks: "Ling Motang, you are really not suitable to be a heavenly master. "If it was another Heavenly Master, she would have cast a spell on a stubborn lonely ghost like her and let her soul fly away, but Ling Motang obviously had the opportunity, but she gave up.

Faced with a female ghost who wanted to take her life, Ling Motang actually relented, this is like a heavenly master.

"You'll treat me as an idiot." Ling Motang turned her face away, she still had a little kindness in her heart, if she didn't have a little kindness, she probably wouldn't be a complete person, "I don't think tonight's incident happened, if you still come to disturb me, I will definitely not let you go." Ling Motang's words were loud, and Bai Ziyu stared at Ling Motang directly.

Ling Motang had a dagger in his hand, and he was full of confidence: "If you don't leave quickly, if you don't leave, I'll really ...... if you don't go."

"What about Mu Feng?" Bai Ziyu took a few steps back to interrupt Ling Motang, who was talking ruthlessly, and reluctantly stared at Mu Feng's corpse on the table.

Ling Motang sighed: "Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you." Bai Ziyu and Ling Motang were in a stalemate, Martian jumped out of the candlestick, Ling Motang rubbed his sour hand, and held the dagger in his hand tightly.

When Bai Ziyu left Ling Motang didn't know, she kept lowering her head and looking at the dagger in her hand, the blue gem was emitting a demagogic light, Ling Motang shook her drowsy head vigorously, and wrapped the blue gem around it with a strip of cloth, until the blue light was covered, she breathed a slight sigh of relief: This dagger seems to have been said by Shen Yuan again, it is indeed a hot potato.

Listening to Bai Ziyu's tone, this dagger seems to have a origin, what is it called "Rakshasa Slash", and it can also demagogue, making people's minds full of murderous thoughts and resentment all of a sudden, which is really very angry.

But this dagger is her own hand, and she has to keep it with tears, and if she doesn't have a dagger by her side today, it is estimated that her life is not guaranteed, this thing has advantages and disadvantages, but at least it can defend herself, keep it, and pay attention to it in the future.

These days, Ling Motang really hasn't slept a few good nights, he is already physically and mentally exhausted, and he will fall asleep with a quilt in his arms after a while.

【2】

On the railing of the sun, Ling Motang woke up slowly, slowly got out of bed and put on his shoes, sorted out his clothes and went all the way to Chaotian Palace, Chaotian Palace was quite far away from Ling Motang's residence, and the journey to Chaotian Palace took a whole hour, and when Ling Motang stood under the pillar and circled around the pillar, the sun had risen high and set a little brilliance.

Ling Motang looked at no one on the left and right, slowly squatted down and tapped the hard marble under the pillar with his fingers, thinking about how to pry the marble open, Ling Motang, who was squatting, was slapped on the back, and when he looked back, it was Tsinghua.

"Elder, elder, good, good." She sat on the ground and stammered to greet Tsinghua, who squinted her eyes with a red face and a smile, and asked her, "Why are you doing here?" ”

"I ......" Ling Motang was melancholy, she couldn't tell Qinghua directly: I want to pry open the marble under the divine pillar. It is estimated that as soon as this sentence was spoken, she was directly swept out of the house by Liuyun Sect, so she changed her words and wiped the marble floor with her sleeve: "This place is a little dirty, I'll wipe it." ”

Qinghua frowned slightly and reminded: "There are a lot of monsters sealed under the altar, so it's better to get closer." ”

Ling Motang turned his head to look at Tsinghua's still smiling face, and always felt that Elder Tsinghua had something to say, but Ling Motang had a ghost in his heart and didn't dare to continue to ask Elder Tsinghua's words, so he could only pretend to be stupid and sloppy: "Follow the elder's teachings." Ling Motang straightened up and moved away from the Divine Pillar.

Qinghua's eyes were a little strange, and seeing that Ling Motang's gaze was still on the Divine Pillar, he patted Ling Motang's shoulder and sighed: "There are very few people can do." He immediately turned to leave, his back a little melancholy.

Ling Motang thought about Tsinghua's words, and always felt that Tsinghua already knew what she was going to do, so she quickly caught up with Tsinghua, and said in a low voice: "But we can always do something, even if we are small, we are ...... after all" Halfway through the words, she laughed self-deprecatingly: "I also want to have peace of mind." ”

Promise someone else's things, Ling Motang will definitely do it, this is the credit of being a person, besides, Bai Ziyu is indeed worthy of sympathy, what's wrong with sleeping with someone you love?

"Now that you've made up your mind, go ahead and do it." Qinghua was moved by the persistence in Ling Motang's expression, and felt that sometimes he was not as clear as a little girl, and muttered intentionally or unintentionally: "Chaotian Palace is unguarded between the evening and the ugly time, and more people will be added in a few days." ”

Ling Motang naturally heard the doorway, relieved, and saluted Qinghua with a smile on his face: "Elder, you are a good person. "A pair of pears swirl and swirl, and the tiger's teeth are bright, which is quite flattering.

Elder Qinghua was amused by Ling Motang's appearance, and lost his mind to the word "good person", everyone in the immortal cultivation world claims to be a good person, but what those "good people" have done to hide the world and deceive the world, only they know.