In the air, the cold wind blows, rolls up the flying snow that falls to the ground, spins and flies in mid-air, suddenly, a cold air rushes from afar, the momentum is strong, sharp and piercing, and the cold air also has a faint smell of blood, the poetry is picturesque, and the figure that flew to the 'Xueli Palace' immediately stopped, looked up and looked ahead, only to see that the original blue sky suddenly made up for the dark clouds, and a black smoke covered half of the sky, surging towards the poetry and picturesque.

In the black smoke, a huge python with nine human heads writhed its tail, swallowing smoke and thick bloody churning. Poetry squinted, Dingqing looked at it, and suddenly his heart was half cold, how could it be it, the phase willow of the black water, why did it appear in the field of Duguang. Shiruxiang turned around and left, but she didn't expect a black mist to rush over, circle her, trap her in the middle, the black mist around Xiangliu was even more powerful, thick, and the water that was swallowed from the nine heads eroded the snow-white earth.

Shiruhua was trapped by the black fog and didn't dare to act rashly, her sharp eyes stared at Xiangliu who had come to her, and a strong fishy smell came to her nose, which made Shiruhua's heart feel nauseous, and her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled together.

Suddenly, the black mist around Xiangliu spread, rotating rapidly, a tall and thin man stepped out of the black mist, his face was lean, very light, shiny, as if a layer of oil had been applied to it, the nose was very sharp and straight, the high nasal peak made the eye sockets on both sides look deep, the eyes were sharp, like a snake spitting letters, flashing with viciousness, his forehead was very wide, and his cheekbones were very high, and the whole gave people a very sinister feeling, at this moment, he stared at the picturesque with his eyes full of viciousness and insidiousness, A thick black mist billows behind him.

"Are you poetic or green?" Xiang Liu, who transformed into a human form, asked with a sharp voice.

Shi Ruhua was stunned, and didn't understand who Shi Rulu was asking about, so he asked with his consciousness:

"I am poetic and picturesque, who is the poetry in your mouth?" I suddenly remembered the woman in the ice cave who looked exactly like her, could it be that she was the poetry in Xiangliu's mouth?

Xiang Liu's brows were furrowed, his high cheekbones twitched slightly, and his eyes narrowed:

"Why do I smell poetry on you and say, 'What did you do to her?' With the change of his eyes, the black smoke surrounded by the picturesque quickly tightened, strangled towards the picturesque slender waist, the picturesque was shocked, the arm shook again and again, a ray of light split the black smoke horizontally, stepped up, the whole person turned in the air, pinched the five fingers of both hands, and the wisps of red light met the black smoke that was coming towards her.

"Xiangliu, don't deceive people too much." Shiruhua's consciousness was vigorous, his eyebrows were upside down, and a fierce light fell on Xiangliu's body, which made Xiangliu's pupils constrict, his left hand was raised again, and his five fingers opened and pointed to the sky, and suddenly from the top of his five fingers, repeated black light burst out, and instantly pounced on Shiruhua, who was rapidly retreating in the air.

"Say, poetry is like a green woman!" At the moment when Xiang Liu's words had not fallen, an extremely cold voice echoed in the air:

"Xiangliu, you dare to spread wild in the field of Duguang and look for death!"

Suddenly, the whole sky was covered with blue, and a layer of cold ice spread from the direction of the 'Xueli Palace', covering half of the sky, and the warm sunlight was instantly blocking the ice, converging the blazing light.

On the snowy ground, the ice spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, and everywhere it passed froze, Xiang Liu was taken aback, hurriedly flew up, suspended in the middle, his hands continued to row, the smoke was filled, churning, and the rolling smoke instantly covered all the space, and the poetry of the fierce battle inside raised his eyebrows, kicked out under his feet, and stabbed Xiang Liu with a sharp sword light like a blade, I don't know when, the figure of the slumber appeared in the ice, I saw that he just waved his sleeves slightly, and the ice on the upper and lower sides instantly compressed Xiang Liu, The cold can pierce into the bones, making a crunchy crunching sound.

"I came to the capital just to find poetry like green." After being defeated by the white figure that suddenly appeared in the Ring of Birth last time, he Xiangliu lost half of his mana, and the injuries suffered inside his body were still difficult to heal, if it weren't for the smell of poetry and green, he wouldn't have come to Tsuhironono.

"Shiru Lu is dead, why do you come to find it again, Xiangliu, are you deliberately provoking me?" Xuan Xuan said coldly, only to see him raise his hand and press, the ice on both sides seemed to have softened, and quickly wrapped towards Xiangliu, the cold air between heaven and earth had been coldly solidified, the air seemed to be frozen, and people felt that they were about to suffocate when they breathed inside.

The picturesque little face turned slightly pale, slapped the last wisp of black smoke with one palm, took a long breath and flew out of the ice and stood in the air, letting the cold wind blow his long hair, and staring coldly at Xiangliu who was wrapped in ice and struggling inside.

"Don't be too much, you should know the importance of poetry as green to me." Wrapped inside

Sang-ryu shouted angrily.

"What's important, you provoke me again and again, isn't it enough to die once?" As he spoke, the five fingers of Xiang Liu retracted, wisps of blue light flashed from between his fingers, the ice layer tightened, Xiang Liu roared again and again, his eyes glowed green, his arms supported both sides, and he left with all his body, and the black smoke rose from his body and burned 'Roar', Xiang Liu roared, showing his original form, the ice shattered, Xiang Liu rushed out of it, swinging his tail in the air, his huge body towered in mid-air, the nine heads turned to the direction of Xiang Liu, and the nine heads and eighteen wisps of green light shot like sword light towards the Xuan Xuan who was already standing in the air.

"I'll kill you to avenge Lu'er."

Suddenly, a light that shimmered more than the sun's rays slashed straight from a distance, the sword light lurked in the light with a heart-shaking slash on Xiangliu's body, Xiangliu's nine heads raised their heads in unison, roared angrily, smoke gushed, long and thick tails swept everything, snow peaks collapsed, several trees shattered, and green leaves flew with snowflakes.

"Blood Ling Knife, it turned out to be Blood Ling Knife, how can you roar" Before Xiang Liu finished speaking, the knife flashed again, splashing blood light, Xiang Liu's human head rose to the sky, spreading with blood mist, a blood column spurted into the air, and the painful Xiang Liu's tail swept more violently, waving and rolling towards the picturesque.

"Look for death!" Suddenly, two loud shouts sounded, and the figures of Xuan Xuan and Xuan Xuan swept up, the sword light flickered, the blue light was swirling, and Xiangliu fell into the encirclement.

Standing in mid-air, Shiruhua took a few steps back one after another, away from the danger area, his eyebrows tightened, looking at the two people and one demon beast fighting together in the air, and his heart was shocked.

She was shocked by the strength of her mana, and she was also surprised by the fierce murderous aura of her sword technique.

Suddenly, Shiruhua felt that the ring around her neck moved slightly, and a ray of light broke away from the ring, slowly floating in the air, and gradually turned into a figure.

Feeling the breath of poetry like green, Xiang Liu's huge tail shook even more, 'bang bang' bounced off the slump and the sting, the nine human heads instantly turned to the source of the breath, the eyes suddenly lit up, a puff of smoke came out of it, the humanoid Xiang Liu walked out of it and ran a few steps to Shi Rulu, stood still, the corners of his lips trembled and squirmed, slowly stretched out his hand to stroke her face but wore it, his face changed abruptly, he couldn't believe it again, but he wore it again, he roared in grief, his eyes were full of pain.

At this moment, the poetry is like green and has lost the enchanting and charming of the past, and on the pure and beautiful face, there is a bright color like the dawn, and then it becomes a smile, such a face is exactly the same as the poetry and picturesque, and it is inseparable from each other.

Standing in the air, with his hands behind, staring at the poetic and picturesque gaze entangled in a thousand ways, ten thousand pity, shining with the light of wanting to speak, in the moment when the poetry and picturesque look over, they are all hidden, cold and emerging, like two unfathomable ancient pools. The stones are thrown into it, and they can't even ripple.

Yan Yan's gaze fell on Shi Rulu, her pupils constricted slightly, and then her gaze swept towards Shi Ruhua, not to mention ignoring her gaze towards Shi Rulu, her expression became even colder.

"Sang-ryu, why are you here?" Poetry is like a green gaze at Xiang Liu, this man who could give up life and death for her thousands of years ago.

"I smell your breath, I know you're not dead, I've been waiting for you for a thousand years, Lu'er, come with me, no matter whose body you have now, you have to follow me."

The figure floating in the air shook a few times, Shi Rulu smiled slightly, her smile was clear and bright, with a touch of shyness, it was the kind of small jasper-like delicate, which was different from the previous Shi Rulu.

"No, Xiangliu, I have been imprisoned in this body, fused with her soul, as long as she is immortal, I can't get out."

"She, who is she? Tell me. Xiangliu roared, looking a little crazy, and his eyes flashed green.

Shi Rulu's gaze swept over Xiang Liu and fell on Shi Ruhua, and then Xiang Liu's crazy gaze also turned over, and at the moment when he was about to get angry, Shi Rulu's gentle and quiet voice sounded in mid-air again:

"No, it's not her, although you look the same, but you're not her, she's still in this concrete." Shirulu's gaze fell on Xiang Liu again, sighed, and a wisp of confusion recalling the past appeared in his eyes:

"You look really alike, it's exactly the same, a thousand years ago, I went down the mountain alone in order to participate in Xiangliu's birthday, I didn't expect to meet robbers, fortunately the owner of this shell saved me, but, I don't know, she actually premeditated, while I didn't pay attention, devoured my soul, destroyed my body, I was suppressed in her shell and didn't see the day, grinding day and night, and finally one day merged with her soul, but, what happened thousands of years ago made her fragrance disappear, only the soul left a wisp, and I, For thousands of years, she has been entangled with her soul, and she can't escape, just a short time ago, she was imprisoned by a magic circle, and I was released, Xiangliu, thank you for your company for hundreds of years a thousand years ago, thank you very much, if you hadn't come over today, I wouldn't have come out. ”

He was very surprised, he didn't expect that there was still a soul in the soul of Shi Rulu, which had been offered for thousands of years, and it would not be extinguished after a thousand years