The secret realm of Lingshan, the leafy sycamore sacred tree, and the huge canopy guarding Lingshan. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Holding the wine in his hand, Duanmu Lan, the king of the fox clan who gently embraced the beauty in his arms, looked at the man below: Ximen blowing snow, what kind of wind blew you to the secret realm of Lingshan.

Simon Blowing Snow's cold face was covered with exhaustion: I'll stay here for a while.

Even if the wolf king chases me here, I won't let him touch a single hair of yours.

Duanmu Lan stretched out his hand and waved the wine glass, which fell on Ximen Fuxue's hand,

Ximen Fuxue smiled dotingly at the little girl: Xiaoyu, we will stay with our uncle for a while, and Dad will take you home.

The little girl nodded obediently: Dad, it's very beautiful here.

A year later......

Uncle Lan, where are we going? Xiaoyu asked sweetly with her head held high.

Duanmu Lan held her friend's lovely daughter with one hand and Duanmu Tea with the other: Is it okay for Xiaoyu to go to the divine tree with Xiaocha to transform the veins.

Xiaoyu danced excitedly: Okay, okay, then I can practice with Brother Cha.

Xiaocha pulled Xiaoyu: Wait for the bear to come.

The girl straightened her nose slightly: Isn't Brother Zhuang a vein?

In a burst of laughter, after a while, they came to the sacred tree, and the young boys and girls sitting cross-legged accepted the baptism of the spiritual power of the sacred tree.

Duanmu Lan respectfully bowed to the sacred tree: Please, Uncle Shu.

An old voice came: Xiaolan, this little girl, my baptism is not enough to make her vein.

Duanmu Lan was about to leave: Uncle Shu, why do you say this, I was also in your veins when I was a child.

Your physique is different from hers, she has the bloodline of the ancient spirit beast Shadow Sparrow in her body, and the power of the bloodline is higher than the wolf bloodline in her body, it can be said that this little girl is the ancient spirit beast Shadow Sparrow.

Uncle Shu, this is true!

The branches of the Divine Tree swept away: Look here, a shadow wing suddenly appeared behind Xiaoyu.

Duanmu Lan's eyes were red: I'm going to the Divine Demon Mountain.

was blowing snow at the west gate of the gladiatorial arena of the Sacred Demon Mountain, looking at Duanmu Lan, whose eyes were red, and his expression tightened: Brother Lan, is there something wrong with Lingshan.

Duanmu Lan's body shook: What's wrong with her in the Misty Forest!

Simon Fuxue looked startled: She's very good.

Duanmu Lan shouted: You dare to say it again!

She, she went.

The furious Duanmu Lan grabbed Ximen and crushed the snow and roared: What are you talking about!

Ximen Fuxue bowed his head and said: She had an old injury at the beginning, after you left, the Terran Sword Pavilion invaded the border, and we, who were in the Misty Forest, tried our best to resist, in order to save me, she was invited by the Sword Pavilion to help, and the Hundred Killing Poison Emperor was seriously injured.

I took her, who was pregnant at the time, and desperately fled into the misty forest.

In order to get the Divine Weapon Fog Blade, the Hundred Killing Poison Emperor frantically pursued and killed us.

In order to cover her, I fought alone to kill the Poison Emperor. After three days and three nights of fighting, he finally used the misty forest to scare off the Hundred Killing Poison Emperor.

When I found her, she had been poisoned too deeply and fell into a coma,

I searched through the Misty Forest, and finally found the legendary fairy grass.

When I desperately rushed back, she had already given birth to a light rain and died......

Duanmu Lan, who seemed to be crazy, yelled: Since you came back with Xiaoyu, why can't you even give Xiaoyu a home. As a father, are you still incompetent!

Simon Chuixue roared in grief: But that's my people.

She used her natal essence blood to refine the Emperor's Extreme Spirit Pill for you, and now you are saying a word for the sake of the clan, good, good, good, I will slaughter you today. Duanmu Lan rushed to the west gate like a madman to blow snow.

The two crazy demons fought for seven days and seven nights with the strength of their physical bodies, and the Divine Demon Mountain was in shambles.

Millennial Wolf Mountain, in the midst of wind and snow. One person held the little girl sleeping in his arms and faced the demons of Wolf Mountain.

Since Ximen Blowing Snow is willing to come back, kill this evil seed now, marry my daughter, and you will be the next king of Wolf Mountain. The wolf king looked fiercely at Simon blowing the snow road.

The cold voice woke up, the little girl in her arms. Ximen Fuxue looked at it dotingly, and said to the little girl with sleepy eyes: Xiaoyu, you see this is where Dad was born.

The little girl rubbed her eyes, tightened her arms, and looked at the Wolf Mountain demons below with murderous intent: Dad, are these your relatives?

Ximen Fuxue looked at the wolf king and others behind him and nodded.

The little girl poked her head into her father's arms in fear: Dad's relatives are so scary, I want to go back to the Misty Forest.

Ximen Blowing the spiritual power of the Snow Demon Emperor Realm was shocked, and the terrifying spiritual power fluctuated, and he gathered in the palm of his hand in a manic manner: From now on, you are the only relative in Dad's world.

Wave your hand.

Wolf Mountain, which has stood for thousands of years, has disappeared from the world.

With Ximen Tongyu's cold gaze, the demon heroes in the stands turned their heads to look at the little unicorn cold moon.

Hurry up on the unicorn, don't be cowardly!

Against the shouts from the stands, the little unicorn cold moon tilted his front hooves. Then inky auspicious clouds appeared under the hooves.

Looking at Ximen Tongyu in front of him, he was wearing a pale red battle suit, with a little coldness on his face.

I haven't fought, but I'm strong enough to hurt you. Han Yue tilted his head and said.

Ximen Tongyu's cold gaze gently looked at the spirit blade in his hand. A demon will release the strength of the realm, and the spiritual power will slowly surround Ximen Tongyu like a substance.

A cold voice said: You don't have to worry, the demon realm, the spiritual power in the body, is restrained around the body, forming a demon gang. Before breaking the Demon Gang, the damage of any external force will be weakened. Let the horses come.

Han Yue nodded slightly, still a little uneasy: It's better like this, I'll let you attack fifty times, if you don't put me down, even if I win.

Han Yue's words made the demons in the stands in an uproar, facing the existence of the demon general realm, let the other party attack fifty times, is this unicorn showing the lower limit of IQ.

Xiao Qilin's words made Ximen Tongyu also stunned: Since I was promoted, no demon beast of the same level has defeated me, although you are a divine beast, you can't generalize, give you a chance to retract this words.

Hanyue did this, not without a purpose,

First, since Hanyue was born, he has not fought with demon beasts.

Second, the unicorn, as the auspicious rui of heaven and earth, is not good at fighting, except for the unicorn borrowing the heavenly step and the ink sea Guanlan, the little unicorn is left with fire and flesh.

Third, Hanyue is really not used to hitting women, or banshees.

Shaking his little head slightly, he said: Come on.

Call!

A strong wind centered on Ximen Tongyu swept the entire gladiatorial arena, and with a pinch of Ximen Tongyu's handprint, the spiritual power of the demon general realm skyrocketed again: I will not show mercy to your subordinates because you don't fight back, and give you one last chance to leave.

Hanyue felt the wind around her, and tilted her little head to look at her: No.

Feeling the contempt of the cold moon, Ximen Tongyu shouted coldly: Ice and snow storm! Go!

A finger of the handprint, the wind is mixed with ice and snow. Rush towards the little unicorn.

The little unicorn stepped lightly on a strange step, like a ghost, crumbling in the storm, and between the flickering figures, each step disappeared, with a storm that could tear the rock behind him.

With such a strange pace, the kings in the stands looked at the Cold Mountain Tiger King.

Helian Crazy Tiger said innocently: The existence of the Cliff of Death, I was fortunate to see that one except during the Spirit Demon War a hundred years ago. Never seen again.

The kings of the demon world looked at the strange body of the little unicorn and sighed: It is worthy of being an auspicious beast, and there is always a strong demon to form a good relationship with it.

If the Mohai Ghost Emperor heard this, the cliff would run wild: Rima buys batches, Lao Tzu was thinking about stewed soup at the beginning!! There will be no pie in the sky, if it weren't for my wit and figured out the existence of guarding him in advance, otherwise Lao Tzu would have become history......

Looking at the strange body of the little unicorn in the gladiatorial arena, Ximen Tongyu's palm print turned over and withdrew his spiritual power, and the cold wind suddenly dissipated.

Ximen Tongyu said coldly: I underestimate you.

The little unicorn tugged at the corners of her mouth and said: What a big girl, she looks so handsome, she can't smile more for Sa~

Ximen Tongyu looked at the little unicorn with a cold pretty face, and suddenly the painting style changed, like a spring breeze, with a sweet smile on the delicate little face. This smile amazed the time.

Han Yue's crooked head couldn't turn back at all, and she looked at Ximen Tongyu with a look of fascination: It's so beautiful~

Duanmu Lan, who was in the stands, just drank the wine in her mouth, and suddenly squirted:, she smiled! it!

Xiong Zhan, the king of Xiong Ridge, looked at Duanmu Lan, who was out of shape: Laughed, didn't you just laugh. Can you still laugh?

Ximen Yu, Xiong Zhuangzhuang and the others, who had just recovered, ripped off their clothes, revealing amazing scars, and gasped for Duanmu tea, Xiong Zhuangzhuang and others spread their voices: Brother Hanyue, run, the last time she laughed, the seventh-level sect of the spirit and demon realm disappeared!

Hanyue, the little unicorn with an infatuated face, was shocked when she heard the transmission: !!

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