Steward Yan had just arrived at the deserted garden, and he hadn't had time to go down to check the blood pool. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Just listen to the "boom" with a loud bang!

The entire deserted garden suddenly collapsed before his eyes, and in just a few breaths, it disappeared.

Instead, a huge pit appeared on the site of the original deserted garden.

The dust flew, and the dark and devouring pit was facing the blood pool below, and when the dust cleared, what appeared in front of Steward Yan was Yan Qing, who was lying quietly in the blood pool.

The serene appearance contrasted sharply with the ruined ruins around it.

I saw Yan Qing rise and fall with the water waves in the blood pool, and the blood pool behind Yan Qing became lighter and lighter with each of his ups and downs......

Obviously, Yan Qing was absorbing the blood of kinship in the blood pool.

When the color of the blood pool turned a pale red, Yan Qing hung in the air, and the parasitic Dao lotus on his eyebrows had faintly opened two petals at this time, and the third petal had opened and closed, ready to open.

Seeing this, Steward Yan couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart! As long as this lotus blossoms and bears Dao fruit, why don't you worry about not becoming a golden pill! Steward Yan wanted to take a closer look, but suddenly stopped.

Yan Qing, who was supposed to be devoured by Dao Lian, slowly opened his eyes......

I saw that Yan Qing's open pupils were blood-red, and the black that had previously confronted red had quietly merged into this red and became a part of the red.

And that Dao lotus gradually disappeared in Yan Qing's eyebrows, leaving only two red petal-like forehead marks on Yan Qing's forehead.

"I didn't expect it," Yan Qing hooked her lips and smiled, watching Steward Yan speak leisurely.

"I was born with a wood spirit root, and I am in harmony with the attributes of this lotus, and you planted this lotus in my dantian, but it has fulfilled me. Now that it has become one with me, and I am now in the same realm as you, I want to see what you can do with me! ”

When Steward Yan heard this, he couldn't help but be taken aback! How so? Shouldn't Dao Lian devour Yan Qing completely, absorb Yan Qing's Dao, and bear Dao fruit? How can you get along with Yan Qing?

Somehow, Steward Yan suddenly thought of a conversation from a long, long time ago.

"Ah Yan, if we have a child in the future, he will definitely inherit the innate supernatural powers of our "Void Clan". ”

The woman in white in my memory always smiled like a flower.

"Our clan inherited the bloodline of the ancient "Heaven Swallowing", and it is rumored that in ancient times, our ancestors could devour all things in heaven and earth and turn into their own body and Taoist ......."

The woman in white, who looked like a city, pulled her arm and said coquettishly.

"It's a pity that my bloodline is too thin and I haven't inherited the characteristic of "devouring", Ah Yan, will you dislike me......"

"How come, it's too late for me to love you, and where will I dislike you."

Steward Yan hugged the woman in white and said solemnly, "It is really my three lives of honor to be favored by you, and I will never lose it"!

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Therefore, although Yan Qing did not inherit the bloodline of the demon clan, she had some of the "devouring" characteristics of the mother clan in her bloodline, so she could assimilate with Dao Lian?

The wind swept up Steward Yan's scattered hair and flew around, and the frosty white color deeply stung Steward Yan.

Steward Yan's eyes were gloomy, and there seemed to be fire beating in his eyes.

"Since Dao Lian has assimilated with you, then I will destroy your sanity!"

Steward Yan clenched the green bamboo cane in his hand, "Anyway, all I want is Dao Fruit!" ”

Steward Yan waved the green bamboo cane in his hand again and again, and the green mangs flew out in the shape of a crescent, attacking in the direction of Yan Qing!

saw that Yan Qing raised her hand lightly, and seemed to be extremely casual to push the green mang away.

The corners of Yan Qing's mouth hooked slightly, and he sneered: "I thought the famous "Qingzhu Weng" was so powerful, but it turned out to be nothing more than that. It's really buried in the green bamboo root in your hand! Why don't you give it to me! ”

Yan Qing stretched out his arms, and thousands of vines spread out behind him, but they stopped in front of Yan Qing, wrapped into a long sword layer by layer.

"Haven't you always wanted to get my Dao, and today I'll let you see my ruthless sword way! ”

Yan Qing held the sword in front of him, and at that moment, the sword qi was agitated, and his robe rose without wind.

Yan Qing held the hilt of the sword, raised her sword eyebrows, and changed her appearance when she raised her eyes again.

The once affectionate peach blossom eyes were as cold as snow, ice and frost.

In an inconspicuous corner, a handful of white fine sand quietly moved in the night, hiding under a piece of rubble of the same color, this thief was as careful as Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu looked through the gap in the gravel from a distance, it was not Yan Qing's father and son who were fighting, who else!

Yan Jiu looked at the sky, the stars were fading, and the moon was setting in the west.

I'm afraid it's going to be dawn in a while.,As soon as the day dawns, you'll become a prototype.,It seems that you have to find a good time to run away quickly!

In Yan Jiu's dazzling kung fu, Yan Qing had already stepped forward, and the sword in his hand was pointed directly at Steward Yan's eyebrows! And Steward Yan's green bamboo cane had already been knocked off by Yan Qing.

And Steward Yan could only bleed from the corner of his mouth, like a rag doll, and collapsed weakly to the ground.

This kind of posture up and down, this kind of "x dong" scene, Yan Jiu is imaginative, this is simply a classic bridge in some Tanmei texts.

Yan Jiu could only spread his hands and say that selling rot is really everywhere.

If this were in some unspeakable magazine, it would definitely have written such a headline.

What is the sword facing each other by the father and son!?

Surprise! Surprise! Surprise! The son actually poisoned his father!

Miserable! Miserable! Miserable! The father calculated his son, but he was killed?

The story my son and I had to tell......

Yan Jiu scratched his head, was there something wrong there?

"Ahem!" Steward Yan coughed up a mouthful of blood, looked at Yan Qing weakly and said, "If you want to kill me, I have nothing to say, it's just that before killing you and me, I want you to see something." ”

"You think I'll give you a chance to play tricks?"

The sword in Yan Qing's hand was a little closer to the center of Steward Yan's eyebrows, and the sharp tip of the sword had already touched the center of Steward Yan's eyebrows, scraping a narrow wound on Steward Yan's eyebrows, and fine beads of blood oozed out along the wound.

Steward Yan didn't panic at all, he looked straight at Yan Qing, "That's what your mother left you." Don't you want to know what she said before she died? ”

Yan Qing is indeed a little concerned, Yan Qing was born in the north of the wood forest, although he was born in the demon beast tribe, he was born with a mortal appearance, and he was even lower than a half-demon.

And her mother wandered from elsewhere, and it was very difficult to survive in the already somewhat xenophobic tribe, not to mention that she didn't have a demon pill yet.

The demon pill is the foundation of the demon clan's cultivation, without the demon pill, there is no cultivation, and without cultivation, it is impossible to survive in the demon tribe of the jungle.

But even so, my mother still raised herself little by little, giving herself the best she could.

Originally, it was just a little harder, but patience can always endure.

But who knows, my mother also died, and she died on the same road she used to get water every day.

Then, this guy who claimed to be his father came, and left the tribe with him, and embarked on a long path of cultivation until he came to the Burning Flame City, where he has been until today......

Thinking of the past, Yan Qing felt that the person in front of her should die! He raised the long sword in his hand, and just when Steward Yan thought that things had taken a turn for the better, a sword stabbed down!

"If you're dead, I can see it too!"

Saying that, Yan Qing stabbed through Steward Yan's dantian with a sword!

The monk dantian will not die immediately if it is damaged, unless Yan Qing stabs the Yan Steward Eyebrow Purple Mansion.

However, what Yan Qing wanted was not the immediate death of Steward Yan.

The roots behind Yan Qing surged upward, piercing into Steward Yan's meridians, slowly extracting Steward Yan's flesh and blood.

It will not let him die immediately, but it will also make him tormented.

Yan Qing crossed her arms and watched Steward Yan's struggle with enjoyment, and the cold voice came without the slightest temperature.

"I'm curious, why did you kill your mother? She doesn't have the slightest cultivation, what can she do to you? ”

"Why?" Steward Yan smiled softly, even in the midst of monstrous pain and torture, he smiled lightly.

"I wanted to spare her life, but she was pregnant with my child! Blame you for being too talented! I'm afraid, I'm afraid that one day you will know the truth of the year, and it will be me who will die. ”

Steward Yan looked at the starry sky, and his eyes were a little dilated.

"That's why I killed her, when she thought I had repented and taken your mother and son away from Kinomori......"

"You, what a damn thing!"

The vines stretched out behind Yan Qing tightly strangled Steward Yan, and the roots on the vines directly pierced into Steward Yan's body, devouring the flesh and blood of relatives in a big gulp!

Steward Yan didn't realize it suddenly, and only felt that in a trance, it seemed to be back in that year......

That year, he was seriously injured, and he could only hide in the wood, which was infested with many demon beasts, and then was seriously injured and fell into a coma.

When I woke up again, I was already in a wooden house, and a beautiful woman in white who seemed to not eat fireworks in the world came over and asked curiously to herself.

"Are you a human cultivator? My name is Bai Nu, what is your name? ”

"In the ...... of the Lower Swallow Flowing Clouds"

Yan Qing absorbed the flesh and blood of Steward Yan, leaving a dry bone and the vines behind Yan Qing to retreat and retract into Yan Qing's body.

The petal forehead print on Yan Qing's eyebrows has changed from two petals to three petals, and the fourth petal has begun to faintly reveal the outline of the petals.

Yan Jiu thought to himself, this Yan Steward is really a big supplement! Only six children can faintly open one petal, and Steward Yan contracted two petals alone, which is really amazing!

Yan Jiu looked at the dry bones in the wide robe, this "food" is too clean!

Suddenly, Yan Jiu moved his gaze back again.

The belt that the Yan housekeeper uses to tie his waist on weekdays is shining in the dark night at this time, this Yan housekeeper should have used a blinding method before, and the belt that looks ordinary on weekdays is actually the storage belt of the Yan housekeeper.

I want it so much!!

Yan Jiu, who was hiding in the shadows, suddenly felt tormented, it was the storage bag of the monks in the late stage of foundation building! Even if there's nothing in it, that storage belt alone can sell for a lot of money!

But the price of getting is death!

Yan Jiu generously said, then forget it, the daughter will come back when she is gone! There will be bread, and there will be spirit stones!

But there is only one life!

Sure enough, after becoming the king and defeating the king, Yan Qing bent down and picked up his final trophy after putting away the green bamboo cane dropped by Steward Yan.

Just as the belt was about to be pulled out, a scroll-like thing rolled out of Steward Yan's hand with the twitching of the belt.

Seeing this, Yan Qing sneered, "I even left a back hand!" ”

Yan Jiu also looked at Yan Qing's hand intently, I don't know what Steward Yan's "back hand" is?

But Yan Jiu, who was bent on looking at the treasure, didn't notice that the eastern sky had faintly bloomed with thousands of glows, and the sky was about to brighten......