"Can you think of a name, sister?" He was a timely question.

"Hehe, his daughter, the name is naturally chosen by him." The woman smiled reluctantly.

remembers Luohua's mother, who never got the name of his wife's room in his life. Later, the Yuling clan was blessed by the gods and lived forever, but the witch clan could only survive in the world by virtue of their own witchcraft. Luohua hated the Yuling clan until he threw himself into the Falling Smoke Lake, and his soul was completely broken but he died! Now it seems that Luoyan, the daughter of the seemingly noble Yuling patriarch, was not luckier than her half-sister Luohua when she was born.

"She is the daughter of his people. The woman was dead in the strife. Looking at the falling smoke, he said honestly.

She immediately glanced at them warily. This daughter of the dead clan has many enemies, how can he reveal the identity of the baby?

Obviously, the woman was even more surprised, staring at the smoke for a while, and then asked in a low voice, "He, do you know?" ”

"He wasn't in the clan that night, and the sneak attack came suddenly. But it was a few months ago, and he should have heard about it now. ”

"Do you know which tribe wants to destroy them?"

"I was in a hurry to save people that night, and when I went back, many traces were destroyed. I've been secretly investigating the way here, and I've made too many good use of the rocket tribe, and I don't have a clue yet. ”

It turned out that it was not that the female monkey was too cruel, but that there were too many entanglements during the period, and she was the one who was fooled. Holding the smoke in her arms even tighter, she looked at them silently, her face was not good-looking.

"Huh? The sister will not harm his children. He seemed to realize that the atmosphere was not right and hurriedly explained.

She was about to answer, when suddenly several red rays of light burst out of the ground, and the simple wooden house instantly seemed to be cut by a light knife. Almost at the same time, a stout black shadow rushed in front of the woman and shouted, "Go!" He quickly picked up the woman and the baby in his arms and jumped out of the window. Immediately after "Bang! "There were several loud noises on the ground, and the surging heat erupted from the ground, like an activated volcano, and the wooden house was rushed into the air, and finally shook into pieces of wood chips.

She didn't remember how she fell into Hengtian's arms, she only remembered that at that moment, her eardrums were almost ruptured, and the baby in her arms cried sadly. She curled up to protect the falling smoke, not noticing that a silver light was coming from the sky, enveloping her like a parapet. By the time they came back to their senses, they had fallen into the crook of Hengtian's arms. Stepping over the floating remnants, he led them to settle down a mountain rock, and immediately a sharp cry came from his ears:

"Take them away!" Roaring ≤→≤→≤→≤→, m.●.c◎omstyle_tt; It was the dark shadow from before.

"I'm not leaving!" The woman in his arms was stubborn.

"You're not alone right now!" The man flashed over the baby in her arms and snapped.

"Patriarch, you go!" Dozens of big men then rushed around them, each wounded, obviously after a life-and-death struggle, the protector came here.

Patriarch? Could it be that he is the biological father of the smoke?

She looked at Hengtian beside her, only to see him suggestively. She couldn't help but take a few more looks, the black shadow man was tall and swarthy, stout, covered in bark and holding a spear made of beast bones, a typical tribal figure. Suddenly, the black shadow looked at it with thick eyebrows and squinted eyes, and his mouth full of stubble opened again:

"If it's a man, I'll protect them!"

The words did not stop, the fire flashed in the air, and sharp arrows whistled down. The man pushed suddenly, and the woman was lifted up by the air and flew towards Hengtian. He immediately took a step forward, caught the falling woman with one hand, and at the same time turned around and pulled her up with the other, and rushed to the colorful river at the bottom of the valley. The patriarch and his men stood behind him, spears flying and countless arrows spawning......

The rain of arrows was merciless, the babies were crying, and the countless corpses of half-orcs were hanging in the valley with high branches and valleys, and the death was terrifying. Another sneak attack? Another clan annihilation? How many more helpless infant spirits? Even one of her halfway strayers is heartbroken to see it, not to mention the woman on the other side and Hengtian who has lived with them for many years?

As soon as he escaped from the rain of arrows, there was another rumbling sound in the distance. I saw the flood rolling down along the colorful river channel of the deep valley, the water was dark red, and the smell of blood was heavy, and the entire deep valley suddenly sank into a death terror. I don't know when the sky was covered with dark clouds, and it actually rained blood-colored red.

This is far beyond the capabilities of the Terrans?

"You take her away!"

The woman looked at them calmly, bit the swaddling baby of the newborn child, and quickly climbed up the valley on all fours. Hengtian immediately grabbed her and jumped onto the stone. Unexpectedly, the flood had rolled to the soles of her feet, and several huge waves were ruthlessly swept in, as if they were angry at her! With the supernatural mystical power, how can Hengtian, whose divine power has not awakened at this time, parry?

He had tried his best to entangle the green vines and the boulders, but when these things that he thought were solid were overturned, they were only left with the life of slaughter. When she fell into the flood, she saw that several sharp arrows had been inserted behind Hengtian at some point.

Hengtian!

The screams from the bottom of his heart could not be exited, and they were drowned in the crimson water. He had surpassed his limit in protecting them, and could no longer resist the impulse of the current, and finally let go of the hand that was holding her, and without leaving a word, the figure disappeared into the depths of the torrent in an instant.

Even if it was a dream or a reincarnation in the past, the pain in my heart at that moment was still more than the load, and I almost stopped beating, and I didn't notice that a shadow suddenly surged out behind me, and the smoke and smoke brought out an endless red stream. After a few violent coughs and a few mouthfuls of water under the pressure of external forces, she slowly eased her expression, and the face of the beautiful man in her eyes seemed familiar but could not be named.

"Huh! Hard to find. If it weren't for that special blood, I'm afraid I don't know how many hundred years it would have to be? The man sneered.

She was so anxious to check on the baby in her arms that she didn't bother to listen. This sinking and floating, falling smoke and holding a red face, unable to turn back in one breath. She slapped her face in fright, not realizing that it was the man who was carrying them high in the air.

"My life is dying, and I can take care of a baby?" The man, apparently furious, snatched the baby from her hand and threw it into the air.

She was instantly stunned. After months of getting along, Luoyan has been in her arms, and only by sucking her fingertips will she be willing to eat monkey milk. That love attracts only her own heart. At this moment, she could only watch the young life fall into the torrent, she cried and struggled uncontrollably, and fell into a state of complete confusion. The man sneered on the side, extremely appreciative of this sadism!

"Wow-"

Suddenly there was a loud cry, like a ray of light before dawn that shed joy on her, soothing all her impetuousness and restlessness. Looking back, I saw that above the rolling red waves, the white silk satin brocade was elegant, and Chang Xuan, who had silver hair, was holding the baby with one hand, looking at it quietly.

"Crying—"

There was a long Xuan divine voice floating in the air, which lifted her heart more than the dawn. With Changxuan, what else is there to fear in heaven and earth? She smiled happily. Luoyan suddenly "giggled" and laughed, and the child's voice was pitiful. The lotus-like pink hands fluttered, adding a childlike joy that could not be refused.

Chang Xuan suddenly raised his eyes to look at them. She felt the man behind her gasp nervously, and the demonic power around her increased dramatically.

"She's a god realm cultivator, how can you touch her?" Before the words fell, Chang Xuan was already hanging high above them, looking down and speaking lightly, but the words were deafening.

"Haha! God? It's just a pass! The last Nine Phoenix Red Fox in heaven and earth, of course, is to sacrifice my blood pool! The man laughed maniacally.

At this time, I am afraid that only laughing wildly can alleviate the fear. She felt tremble! I wonder if it is his fear of the "pool of blood" or his fear of God?

Almost instantly, the sky shook and blood poured down. The red waves at the bottom of the colorful valley churned into the sky, winding around Changxuan like a red dragon. Like red ink splashed, blood stains everything, and she doesn't see anything in front of her, except for red or red! All I could hear was the roaring wind and rain, accompanied by the shrill cry of the baby!

"Water can carry a boat, or it can capsize a boat. Nine phoenix red fox, the blood of the supernatural can dissolve all things! You can save God or kill God! The demon king suddenly whispered coldly, as if to Changxuan, more like to her.

Then there was a sharp pain in her abdomen, and she instinctively lowered her head, only to see the demon king's long fingers like knives, cutting her skin alive. The blood of the red fox dissolves into the Red Sea with the spell of the demon. The sky became more gorgeous, burning like a demon fire. Ancient green forests, beautiful waterfalls, and colorful valleys...... They all collapsed like soft mud and melted into the red waves......

"Hahaha, when I practice the demon blood curse, I! Demon Clan! It's the real myth! The Demon King laughed wildly.

"You are destined to die at the hands of the nameless." She replied harshly.

"Hehe, you, are destined to fall into my hands. This rare spiritual blood, it's better not to waste it. The demon king suddenly stretched out his long tongue and whispered around her neck, and his voice was soft and cold!

She did not fall asleep, but remembered clearly that the demon king was carrying her and galloping on the red waves. The red carpet passage that seems to seal the eyes of the gods, all the way down, there are no mortal scenes, no ordinary sounds, and no long Xuan and falling smoke. It wasn't until she saw a red pool and a cliff full of blood-dripping roses that she knew she was back in the pool of blood she had dreamed of countless times.

Ten thousand foxes dissolve blood, just for the wish of a king? And thousands of years later, who will pity the poignant song and dance of the flower soul?

"It's the same demon, why hate it?" She was indifferent.

"Since you are both demons, I will let you die a happy death."

The demon kingdom slapped her vest hard, and she flew into the rock wall, falling into the pool of blood with pieces of broken rose petals. The survival support supported her to surface, climbing the floating corpse, but she couldn't climb to the shore anyway. The pool of blood has a spirit and a soul, entangled her whole body, soaked but did not let her die - this should be the will of the demon king!

"Haha! With such a beautiful face, how can I be willing to let you disappear like this? The demon king stepped over the pool, floated in front of her, and said with a smile, "The young fox you took away last time was the last to sacrifice my blood pool." As for you, if you are a god and a demon, if you belong to me, it is an excellent tool. ”

Glancing up at him, she sneered and closed her eyes. All that's left of the Seventh Lady is that arrogance! Reversing the trend of the Seven Realms is not something that the Demon King can do! But it's another hard time! She will be able to persevere until she gets out of Gongzilian's game! Even if it's a thousand years old! At least, falling smoke is in Changxuan's hands, and he won't live too painfully.

Looking at the departing figure of the demon king, she let out a long sigh. I still remember the story of the Flower Demon, the thousand-year-old blood pool screams.

Flowers dance to make all things reincarnate, tossing and turning for thousands of years, after all, what can't escape is a - fate!