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"Illusion! It's an illusion again......" Fengchen muttered a few words in distraction, and then his body fell directly backwards.

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"If life is only as it is the first time I saw it, how good it ......" On the cliff of broken tears, Mengchen snuggled in Fengchen's arms with a languid face, caressing his bloodstained face, and wiping the corner of his mouth with slender white folded fingers that had not yet dried the redness.

"If you see it for the first time...... Looking back suddenly, does it seem like a lifetime? Fengchen, whose eyes were dull, muttered to himself blankly, and his voice trembled slightly. Dream - I shouldn't, I didn't protect you. ”

Now his heart is filled with endless regret and monstrous hatred.

He was very remorseful, he regretted why he had softened his heart in the first place, brought Mengchen out of the peaceful green bamboo forest, and walked into the cultivation world with him, hating his own incompetence and hating his youth and frivolity......

Once upon a time, he had always believed in his own strength and believed that he could protect Mengchen with his fledgling arms.

But when he looked down, Fengchen saw Mengchen's bloodless face, the bright red under the corners of her mouth, and the eye-catching red on Bai Que's robe...... All this was like a sharp dagger in his chest for him.

A silver-white knife pierced his chest, opening a deep wound in his heart...... The pain was mixed with a torrent of blood that spread to every part of the body, and the blood pooled into the eye sockets, crumbling.

Stop! Fengchen forced his tears to stop. Tears, he can't shed, he can only bleed. Because Mengchen was by his side, he couldn't have the slightest weakness. He knew that he was as simple as a child's dream, her pillar, her everything.

"Dream ...... We'll be good in the future...... Live together in the green bamboo forest under the cliff of broken tears, and live together carefree...... All right? Fengchen gently combed Mengchen's long black hair and said gently.

"Hmm" Mengchen nodded happily and gently buried his head in Fengchen's chest. Feel his body temperature, his heartbeat, the love gushing out of his fiery heart.

At dusk, the world gradually quieted down, the sunset slowly fell down the western mountains, and the night began to cover the sky, it was night, accompanied by the terrifying oppression of the wolf howling moon.

Fengchen and Mengchen sat quietly on the cliff of broken tears, snuggling up to each other. Quietly waiting for the ......, the night passed quickly, with some mountain birds out of the nest, flying high into the sky, the sky is getting brighter and brighter.

The wind was very light, and both of them were still silent, silently leaning on the top of the cliff.

"Wind ...... Shall we go and see the sunrise? In the end, Mengchen broke the silence and said softly to Fengchen. Fengchen lowered his head and looked at Mengchen, a little confused.

Mengchen hurriedly whispered and added, "I like early mornings...... I love watching the sunrise...... With you"

His heart trembled, and Fengchen suddenly had a bad feeling, but he also chose to be silent, and after a while, his voice trembled and responded, "Okay...... Listen to you and watch the sunrise...... Together. ”

There is still a little faint night quietly, and the two figures on the top of the cliff of broken tears are silently waiting in the dark night, waiting for the dawn, waiting for the sunrise, waiting for the ......

"Squeak"

Flocks of birds and beasts began to nest, the cliffs were no longer quiet, and the last trace of darkness was broken by this group of animals, and the world began to be restless.

The morning sun is fiery red, poking its head out from the forest sea under the Broken Tears Cliff of Nuoda, and the early morning sun is soaked in red and hanging low in the clouds on the forest sea, dyed green lawns, shrubs and forest seas. The crimson millstone poured down with thousands of strands of golden yellow, sprinkled on every inch of the ground, sprinkled on the wind and dust, warm, and the surrounding world was like blood in an instant, as if composing someone's funeral song.

"It's beautiful!" Meng Chen muttered to himself comfortably, looked at the wind and dust, and quietly spit out a few words from between his lips from the ruddy but slightly pale, "Wind, huh?" ”

Mengchen's voice was soft, and he exhaled softly with a little lazy mouth.

"Hmm-" Fengchen, who had been looking at Mengchen, hurriedly responded, but the uneasiness in his heart was even worse: What is it that makes me so uneasy?

The morning sun rises higher and higher, until it completely jumps out of the forest and sea, leaps out, and freezes in the air.

That beat, as if pulling the heart of the wind and dust, touched the tight heartstring, an inexplicable pain came out of the heart, and at the same time, a bloody breath hit the nose, faint ...... The sense of smell that stabs the wind and dust, and the heart that stings the wind and dust.

Looking down, I saw a blood-red trickle hanging from Meng Chen's mouth, slowly falling down her delicate snow-white chin, hitting her white-clothed robe, slowly penetrating...... Meng Chen's face was also a little pale.

"Dream ......" Fengchen kept wiping the blood stains for Mengchen with both hands, holding Mengchen's chin a little overwhelmed. A little at a loss, Xiang Mengchen asked, "How can this be?" ”

Fengchen doesn't believe it, and he doesn't want to believe it...... Even though he already had some answers in his heart, he was still unwilling to ask Mengchen, drowning, he tried to grab Mengchen's next sentence and use it as a life-saving straw.

The bright red trickle fell dripping and hitting Mengchen's white robe, at this time, a little red in the thousands of flowers was not a visible beauty, but a striking pain...... The tears of the wind and dust are also lingering.

"If only it could be like this forever...... Watch the sunrise with you every day...... Beyond the calm rivers and lakes...... How good" Mengchen was very satisfied with being with Fengchen, and was very quiet at this time, allowing the blood stains to remain. "I'm sorry ......"

"Wind, I'm not a nether poison...... It's Huangquan burial ......" she whispered, as if she was afraid that Fengchen would accuse her of lying, and said weakly.

“…… What the? Fengchen's heart was shocked. As soon as the three words of Huangquan Burial came out, he couldn't be calm anymore, his face was angry, his eyes were almost spitting fire, and his face was hideous.

"Ahh

Fengchen could no longer suppress the hatred in his heart, his eyes were red and he looked up to the sky and roared, constantly roaring. The surging vitality immediately covered the range of a hundred miles, and the power was terrifying, and it kept raging in the area it covered, with countless flowers and plants flying, trees shattering, and all the creatures under the Broken Tears Cliff also quieted down, and they did not dare to speak out under this vast pressure.

"Tang family...... I don't care if you're one of the nine great families in the human world, no matter how huge your power in the demon world is...... I will destroy you all over the ......" The voice was high, like a broken gold and stone, and it went straight up to the nine heavens, and even the clouds that were still in the sky were directly collapsed by the powerful killing intent...... Mountains and rivers are turbulent.

Nether Poison. The ninth poison of the Tang family's nine poisons, which was taken by the poison refiner from the hundred-year-old Yin corpse and refined with the Tang family's secret method, was extremely vicious. Those who are poisoned below the king realm will be dissipated in an instant, and after half a year, they will die in the agony of devouring the heart, unless they find a way to detoxify in the process, they can avoid death.

However, although the Netherworld Poison is vicious, it is not so gloomy and steady, and the wind and dust can't control the anger towards the Tang family. After all, this poison can be cured, and although the antidote is very rare and difficult to obtain, there is at least hope for Fengchen. So he temporarily hid his hatred for the Tang family in his heart, but it was Huangquan burial...... The last hope and a trace of comfort in his heart were completely wiped out.

Who can be born once you enter the Yellow Spring? Huangquan Burial ...... As his name suggests, he is almost incomprehensible to everyone.

Huangquan Burial, a name that makes all the forces in the world extremely terrifying, whenever all cultivators mention Huangquan Burial, a thought will not flash in their minds: the head of the nine poisons of the Tang family.

The Tang family is famous for their hidden weapons, but many people understand that what is even more terrifying is the poison on their hidden weapons, each of which is extremely terrifying.

Why is it so frightening? Even some of the supreme figures of the big forces are afraid of it?

It's very simple - it is a rare and rare poison, it is the filthy immortal and demonic qi extracted from the corpses of some half-immortals and half-demons who failed to cross the catastrophe found by the Tang family in a historic site, and it is smelted and fused with the flesh and blood of those half-immortals and half-demons, the refining method is very cruel, but it also contains the power of the immortals and demons, and there is no antidote at all.

Having said that, it is not unsolvable, but the detoxification conditions required can also be said to be almost insoluble - to detoxify, it takes a fairy realm master or a demon realm master to take action, and slowly inject the pure immortal qi or majestic demon qi that he has cultivated for countless years into the poisoner's body, or the half-immortal and half-demon sacrifice their lives to repel the poison from the Huangquan burial before they can be detoxified.

However, the master of the Immortal Demon Realm has already ascended to the Immortal Demon Realm, how to find this Fengchen? Unless it's some half-immortal half-demon who failed to survive the catastrophe but was lucky enough not to die. But even so, this kind of master is as rare as a rarity. It is impossible to find it without spending a long time.

Even if they find it, who will sacrifice their lives to save them? "I only hate myself for not having the strength." Wind and dust hate. That's hating himself. He wants to catch half-immortals and half-demons.

It's just that in the face of the fact that her life is in danger at the moment, she doesn't give Fengchen the slightest chance to take her to catch or be a half-demon.

Rolling and mighty, like a vast wolf smoke rushing into the sky, breaking through the sky.

There are two diametrically opposed energies rising from the wind and dust, one is the pale that is pale even during the day, revealing a whiteness that is more dazzling than the sun; The other gas is completely opposed, infinitely black, like an ink mass that has existed since ancient times, exuding oppression and soul-stirring.

At the moment, they surround each other, intertwined, without the slightest gap, and are natural. exuding an astonishing power, threatening to collapse the space.

The void trembled, and spatial cracks appeared. These cracks are constantly broken and repaired between the oppression of the wind and dust and the nourishment of the rules of heaven and earth.

"Boom-" "Squeak-"

The trees were constantly shattering, and many birds and beasts were in a hurry, but there were still many birds and beasts that were shattered by the wind and dust before they could even scream, turning into a cloud of blood mist, and then being blown away by the wind.

"Roaring ......" and "Woo ......" mutated one-horned white tiger, and the talented demon moon wolf. They are usually a beast king, containing the blood of ancient divine beasts, but at this moment, they are so vulnerable, just the killing intent released by the wind and dust, and it is not aimed at them, but it is a catastrophe for them, and they can't even struggle.

The dense forest with a radius of 100 miles centered on the wind and dust is like purgatory at this moment, a mess, countless blood mixed with the debris of trees floating around, and the stumps and broken arms of countless demon beasts are scattered, like a hell on earth.

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